TCM 1.1 - The Gargoyles and the Amber - Chapter One: Aftermath
Series: The Gargoyles and the Amber, Book One of The Casket Memoirs
Title: Aftermath
Narrator: Caroline Forbes
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word count: 2,696
Rating: R
Warnings: language, canon-typical violence, sexual innuendo
Chapter notes: The chapter subtitles are all from the lyrics of "Warning" by Incubus.
Chapter One: Aftermath
Caroline Forbes
What's so wrong with being happy? • Like frogs oblivious • Cosmic Jacuzzi • We all float face down • See through sickness
When she woke in the morning, she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning, "Don't ever let life pass you by."
-- Incubus "Warning"
What's so wrong with being happy?
Alaric is sedated in the hospital. Tyler is hiding in the woods, and Jeremy has basically joined him. Elena has gone all Sleeping Beauty, and Damon is... well, Damon. I should be crying my eyes out, doubled over in panic-pain from all the anxiety and grief. I should hate myself, be disgusted by all the terrible things I did when my humanity was turned off. It was only two weeks ago.
I should be a wreck.
But the truth is, I'm overjoyed, over-excited, over the moon. My heart is beating out of my chest at the thought of Stefan and I.
I feel guilty for being so happy when everything has fallen apart.
I was the one who wound up taking Alaric to the hospital after... everything. The doctors treated him for shock, but I feel like witnessing the murder of your wife and unborn twins on your wedding day results in something bigger and darker than 'shock.'
But I guess they can't treat that at the hospital.
Damon is reacting black-hole style: everything still on the outside but imploding just under the surface.
I suppose that's better than Tyler, though I can't really blame him. Liv died, and he trigged his curse sometime during the wedding slaughter. I tried to talk to him, but all he said was the curse saved his life. Then he disappeared. Jeremy took a cache of hunter's weapons and went off to join him the next day.
I think they're both desperate for an escape. And I don't blame them. Sometimes escape is the only thing we have to hold off the crushing blow of grief.
Stefan is off looking for his mom, making sure she's not ripping anyone's head off. I offered to help, since we know Enzo is with her, but he said he'd handle it on his own. I'm not a fan of that plan, but someone needs to be here for Damon and Alaric.
That, and Matt said he had some meeting he needs help with.
All this is two days post-Wedding Slaughter...
I need to come up with a better name for that before I try to talk to Alaric tonight.
Like frogs oblivious
We might have a big problem. I mean, another big problem, named Kiera Farrington-Fell. She's stepped in as the Interim Sherriff.
How did this happen? My mom asked Deputy Riley to take over because he knows about the vampires and witches and everything, but he doesn't know about me, Tyler, or any of the other supernaturals in this town. Riley knew who his allies were, though. He knew he could trust me and Damon, but this Kiera person and I just met.
How did she even get the job? She's never worked as a cop in this town, and she and her family just moved back here last year. Yet the county board just swoops right in and appoints her until they can organize an election!
Matt is already on digging up info on her, trying to figure out if we can trust her, but what concerns me is that she's here right now. Why right now? Why right after we have a major supernatural catastrophe? This is the worst time to have some new person in charge of the police force.
Luckily, Riley had already handled most of the cover up on the Wedding Slaughter (which still needs a new name), so I guess we just hope she's on our side or at least not on vervain.
That's why Matt needed to meet with me. He thinks Mystic Falls needs to revive the Council. I reminded him the Council's only surviving Council members are Damon and Alaric, and neither of them are in any state to handle Council matters.
"It should be me, you, Stefan, Tyler, Alaric, Bonny, Jeremy, and, yeah, even Damon," he said. "Maybe we can get a few other human members. But, the Council can't be founding family members who get all their information from books that're two-hundred years old."
He's got a point. The Council failed to see what the Salvatores were because they were convinced vampires couldn't walk in the sun. That's also how they missed me for so long. I don't think any of the Council members knew about werewolves until Tyler told his mom.
But right now, this New Council isn't really a council. There's just me, Matt, and Bonnie, and all of us are dealing with an entire coven of dead witches.
Cosmic Jacuzzi
I guess I don't have to worry as much about Damon. I found him in Alaric's hospital room with a bottle of Bourbon, which I am calling a total upgrade from his drinking alone at home with little more than a strategically placed towel. And to be honest, he wasn't all that concerned with modesty, either. It's not the kind of thing anyone should have to witness on the way to the shower.
Anyway, it seems like he's taken it upon himself to get Ric back on his feet with a bottle of Bourbon and sarcasm. I doubt it'll work, but so long as he's busy with his latest project slash obsession, he won't have time to switch to full-on meltdown mode.
Or maybe that's just my relentless optimism.
More like my desperate need for something else to go right or at least get back on track right now. Stefan couldn't find his mother or Enzo, and he's pretty sure that the vampire-witch hybrids broke out of the Gemini prison since the entire coven died.
When Stefan told me he couldn't find a trace of them, he was trying to be reassuring, but he's worried. Scared, even. I can tell. Apparently he and Jo had an extended powwow about the Heretics after she explained the basics to him, Damon, and Alaric. She didn't want to worry Ric and didn't think Damon cared, so she opted to tell Stefan everything.
These Heretics... they weren't just witches with fangs. They have a vendetta against other witches because siphoners are seen as mistakes at best, though most covens view them as abominations and reject them entirely. Then Lily Salvatore comes along and does the impossible. She turns the outcast and bitter pseudo-witches into vampire-witch hybrids, throwing the whole "you can't be both a witch and vampire" idea out the window.
Part of me gets it. I mean, these people (and they were people at one point) were abused, rejected, and finally thrown out by their families or their coven or both. That's a harsh introduction to life, especially in the supernatural world. Who wouldn't be angry? Then one day, they become immortal, powerful, and hungry for blood. Literally hungry for blood. That makes them the worst kind of enemy: vengeful, fearless, powerful, and unpredictable.
And now they're here.
Kai destroyed the Gemini coven, which means the Heretics' archenemies have been defeated. So that begs the question, what will they do next? After spending over a century locked away, their captors are all dead, but something tells me that they're not just going to skip off into the sunset, satisfied with their freedom. Any person who has been rejected and insulted, then empowered, then imprisoned is going to have some serious issues. So six people who also happen to be vampires and witches? Yeah, serious issues. The kind that doesn't go away at the demise of archenemies. Which all basically translates to us being screwed. Again.
But there's nothing I can do about that particular problem right now, which leads me to my current issue, Channing Spurlock.
Don't get me started on how dumb a name that is.
This Spurlock woman showed up today at the hospital morgue and tried to claim Jo's body. The hospital was inclined to do it, too, until I pointed out that all of Jo's family was dead except for Ric. He's the only one who can claim the body, or he gets first dibs at least. I don't know the technical legal jargon, but the only way someone else could claim Jo's body is if Ric didn't or wouldn't.
And, no, he hasn't done it yet, but it's only been three days. What kind of person swoops in and tries to claim the remains of someone's wife three days after the murder, while the husband is in the hospital for shock? A crappy one, obviously.
I can't solve the Heretic problem, but I can solve Channing Spurlock. So far all I know about her is that's she's somehow connected to or related to the Parker family. I figure between me and Matt, we can figure out who she is and why she thinks she has any right to come into Mystic Falls and claim one of our people.
We all float face down
I just signed the title of my house over to Bonnie. She and her mom didn't want to live in her dad's old house, and her mom hasn't had a place in Mystic Falls for years. Anyone could walk into my house when it was in my name, and with the possibility of the Heretics returning to Mystic Falls one day, I don't think the open-to-any-vampire-door policy is a good one to live with.
And, frankly, I kinda needed it. Last night was the first time I've been able to sleep in my old bed without waking up because the house was too quiet.
That's the good news. The bad news is that Channing has made it her personal mission to acquire Jo's body. She's got all kinds of legal papers.
So maybe I went into the morgue and switched around some identification numbers. I only did it to buy time! I would've taken the body, but there's no way for me to get her body out of the morgue without the cameras catching me. Whoever designed that morgue layout must've known about vamp-speed or something, because there's no direct exit from where the bodies are kept. There are four doors that can only be opened electronically, and they're damn slow.
Fine, I guess I could've busted through the doors, but the last thing I need is Sheriff Farrington-Fell looking for the Incredible Hulk in Mystic Falls.
So I switched up some paper work. I guess that's technically illegal, but I don't think my mom would disapprove under these circumstances.
But she found the body anyway! And she took Jo!
So, I stormed off to find Channing to tell her what she can do with all her paperwork, and I couldn't find her. Bonnie had to cast a locator spell.
She was at the wedding. Well, not the actually wedding, but the location, you know, where we just covered up a massacre. What the hell was she doing there?
Bonnie came as backup because clearly this Channing woman was up to something.
What I saw was so incredibly messed up I thought I was having an anxiety dream.
Every member of Gemini - except Kai - was there, in the exact position they were when the bride and groom were saying their vows. The entire family was spread out, posed in their seats. Channing hadn't just set up the wedding, she recreated it. All the bodies were cleaned up and redressed, so when you first walked in, it seems like everyone is alive.
But the worst part was Jo, standing there in her wedding dress, looking so beautiful and so alive.
The first thought I had was that I had dreamed the whole Kai thing as some sort of wedding planner anxiety dream, and everyone was alive and fine, and we need to get Alaric's ass to his wedding.
The second thought I had was, whoever did this is going to have their throats ripped out by yours truly.
I didn't get a chance to have a third thought because it felt like someone buried a hatchet in my head, and I blacked out.
See through sickness
I woke up outside by my car. It took me a few minutes to realize that Bonnie must've moved me after someone knocked me out. Then I got worried. Where was she? And more importantly, where was my attacker?
So I closed my eyes and listened, and I heard two voices, not far off. One was definitely Bonnie, and the other... was Channing Spurlock.
I booked it, knocking Channing to the ground, ready to help Bonnie take this bitch out.
"Caroline!" Bonnie shouted.
"Bonnie, are you okay?" I asked.
"It's not what you think," Channing said from the ground. "I'm sorry I attacked you, but I thought you were a Heretic."
"You've taken our friends and posed their corpses like they were at the wedding," I said. "What reason could you possibly have?"
"She says they're not dead," Bonnie replied.
"They're not," Channing said.
"If they were alive, I'd hear their hearts beating," I replied.
"As I was explaining to your friend here, they're alive, but that's not the same as living," Channing said. "My name is Channing Spurlock, but before I left Gemini, I was Channing Parker. These people are my family, and when I heard what Kai did, I... we came here to save them."
"We? Who's we?" I asked.
"The Libra coven," Channing replied.
Bonnie said her mom had mentioned them. Channing went on to give us a long, boring history of how Libra was formed in 1980 when Kai showed signs of being a siphoning warlock. Apparently a whole bunch of Gemini witches jumped ship and formed a new coven. When she was blabbing on about it, I was super-cynical, but since Kai murdered his entire coven at his twin sister's wedding, I guess forming Libra was a pretty smart idea.
Not that I told her any of this.
The long and short of it is that Channing Spurlock and her Libra coven took the Gemini bodies and put them in some kind of witchy preservation. It's not resurrection, though, it's more like a time capsule. A time capsule that existed moments before Kai destroyed everything. That's why their hearts weren't beating.
I don't believe her, obviously, but I want to. I want to believe that Libra has the power to save Gemini, but when Bonnie saved Jeremy with magic, it killed her. So how would anyone hope to save an entire coven of witches without trading in an equal number of lives?
The thing is, after I decided that I couldn't listen to another word out of Channing's mouth and stormed off to get Jo's body to take with us, I felt something. When I touched Jo, she was warm. So I checked the other Gemini creepily sitting in their wedding seats.
They were all warm.
So we've got a coven of witches frozen in time set up in the barn where Alaric and Jo got married. None of them have heartbeats, but their bodies are still warm.
On the off chance that Channing and her wonder witch coven aren't lying or crazy, Bonnie and I agreed to leave the bodies where they were so long as Libra took measures to prevent other people from walking in.
Especially Ric. Ric can't see that. He just can't. I know he's going to find out eventually, but right now, he's barely on his feet. Damon got him to help pack up Elena's stuff for long-term storage, but they went through at least two bottles of whiskey when they were at Whitmore. Stefan had to go pick them up because they were too drunk to drive back.
But I can't worry about that right now. Right now me, Bonnie, and her mom Abby are gonna dig up every scrap of evidence we can find on Libra and Gemini.
I want them to be who they say they are. I want Jo and Liv and all the others to be alive.
But something tells me this whole thing is much bigger than a broken coven and its discontented offshoot. Much bigger.
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Chapter Two: Hairline Fractures
(Matt Donovan)
The Gargoyles and the Amber
The Casket Memoirs
Title: Aftermath
Narrator: Caroline Forbes
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word count: 2,696
Rating: R
Warnings: language, canon-typical violence, sexual innuendo
Chapter notes: The chapter subtitles are all from the lyrics of "Warning" by Incubus.
Chapter One: Aftermath
Caroline Forbes
What's so wrong with being happy? • Like frogs oblivious • Cosmic Jacuzzi • We all float face down • See through sickness
When she woke in the morning, she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning, "Don't ever let life pass you by."
-- Incubus "Warning"
What's so wrong with being happy?
Alaric is sedated in the hospital. Tyler is hiding in the woods, and Jeremy has basically joined him. Elena has gone all Sleeping Beauty, and Damon is... well, Damon. I should be crying my eyes out, doubled over in panic-pain from all the anxiety and grief. I should hate myself, be disgusted by all the terrible things I did when my humanity was turned off. It was only two weeks ago.
I should be a wreck.
But the truth is, I'm overjoyed, over-excited, over the moon. My heart is beating out of my chest at the thought of Stefan and I.
I feel guilty for being so happy when everything has fallen apart.
I was the one who wound up taking Alaric to the hospital after... everything. The doctors treated him for shock, but I feel like witnessing the murder of your wife and unborn twins on your wedding day results in something bigger and darker than 'shock.'
But I guess they can't treat that at the hospital.
Damon is reacting black-hole style: everything still on the outside but imploding just under the surface.
I suppose that's better than Tyler, though I can't really blame him. Liv died, and he trigged his curse sometime during the wedding slaughter. I tried to talk to him, but all he said was the curse saved his life. Then he disappeared. Jeremy took a cache of hunter's weapons and went off to join him the next day.
I think they're both desperate for an escape. And I don't blame them. Sometimes escape is the only thing we have to hold off the crushing blow of grief.
Stefan is off looking for his mom, making sure she's not ripping anyone's head off. I offered to help, since we know Enzo is with her, but he said he'd handle it on his own. I'm not a fan of that plan, but someone needs to be here for Damon and Alaric.
That, and Matt said he had some meeting he needs help with.
All this is two days post-Wedding Slaughter...
I need to come up with a better name for that before I try to talk to Alaric tonight.
Like frogs oblivious
We might have a big problem. I mean, another big problem, named Kiera Farrington-Fell. She's stepped in as the Interim Sherriff.
How did this happen? My mom asked Deputy Riley to take over because he knows about the vampires and witches and everything, but he doesn't know about me, Tyler, or any of the other supernaturals in this town. Riley knew who his allies were, though. He knew he could trust me and Damon, but this Kiera person and I just met.
How did she even get the job? She's never worked as a cop in this town, and she and her family just moved back here last year. Yet the county board just swoops right in and appoints her until they can organize an election!
Matt is already on digging up info on her, trying to figure out if we can trust her, but what concerns me is that she's here right now. Why right now? Why right after we have a major supernatural catastrophe? This is the worst time to have some new person in charge of the police force.
Luckily, Riley had already handled most of the cover up on the Wedding Slaughter (which still needs a new name), so I guess we just hope she's on our side or at least not on vervain.
That's why Matt needed to meet with me. He thinks Mystic Falls needs to revive the Council. I reminded him the Council's only surviving Council members are Damon and Alaric, and neither of them are in any state to handle Council matters.
"It should be me, you, Stefan, Tyler, Alaric, Bonny, Jeremy, and, yeah, even Damon," he said. "Maybe we can get a few other human members. But, the Council can't be founding family members who get all their information from books that're two-hundred years old."
He's got a point. The Council failed to see what the Salvatores were because they were convinced vampires couldn't walk in the sun. That's also how they missed me for so long. I don't think any of the Council members knew about werewolves until Tyler told his mom.
But right now, this New Council isn't really a council. There's just me, Matt, and Bonnie, and all of us are dealing with an entire coven of dead witches.
Cosmic Jacuzzi
I guess I don't have to worry as much about Damon. I found him in Alaric's hospital room with a bottle of Bourbon, which I am calling a total upgrade from his drinking alone at home with little more than a strategically placed towel. And to be honest, he wasn't all that concerned with modesty, either. It's not the kind of thing anyone should have to witness on the way to the shower.
Anyway, it seems like he's taken it upon himself to get Ric back on his feet with a bottle of Bourbon and sarcasm. I doubt it'll work, but so long as he's busy with his latest project slash obsession, he won't have time to switch to full-on meltdown mode.
Or maybe that's just my relentless optimism.
More like my desperate need for something else to go right or at least get back on track right now. Stefan couldn't find his mother or Enzo, and he's pretty sure that the vampire-witch hybrids broke out of the Gemini prison since the entire coven died.
When Stefan told me he couldn't find a trace of them, he was trying to be reassuring, but he's worried. Scared, even. I can tell. Apparently he and Jo had an extended powwow about the Heretics after she explained the basics to him, Damon, and Alaric. She didn't want to worry Ric and didn't think Damon cared, so she opted to tell Stefan everything.
These Heretics... they weren't just witches with fangs. They have a vendetta against other witches because siphoners are seen as mistakes at best, though most covens view them as abominations and reject them entirely. Then Lily Salvatore comes along and does the impossible. She turns the outcast and bitter pseudo-witches into vampire-witch hybrids, throwing the whole "you can't be both a witch and vampire" idea out the window.
Part of me gets it. I mean, these people (and they were people at one point) were abused, rejected, and finally thrown out by their families or their coven or both. That's a harsh introduction to life, especially in the supernatural world. Who wouldn't be angry? Then one day, they become immortal, powerful, and hungry for blood. Literally hungry for blood. That makes them the worst kind of enemy: vengeful, fearless, powerful, and unpredictable.
And now they're here.
Kai destroyed the Gemini coven, which means the Heretics' archenemies have been defeated. So that begs the question, what will they do next? After spending over a century locked away, their captors are all dead, but something tells me that they're not just going to skip off into the sunset, satisfied with their freedom. Any person who has been rejected and insulted, then empowered, then imprisoned is going to have some serious issues. So six people who also happen to be vampires and witches? Yeah, serious issues. The kind that doesn't go away at the demise of archenemies. Which all basically translates to us being screwed. Again.
But there's nothing I can do about that particular problem right now, which leads me to my current issue, Channing Spurlock.
Don't get me started on how dumb a name that is.
This Spurlock woman showed up today at the hospital morgue and tried to claim Jo's body. The hospital was inclined to do it, too, until I pointed out that all of Jo's family was dead except for Ric. He's the only one who can claim the body, or he gets first dibs at least. I don't know the technical legal jargon, but the only way someone else could claim Jo's body is if Ric didn't or wouldn't.
And, no, he hasn't done it yet, but it's only been three days. What kind of person swoops in and tries to claim the remains of someone's wife three days after the murder, while the husband is in the hospital for shock? A crappy one, obviously.
I can't solve the Heretic problem, but I can solve Channing Spurlock. So far all I know about her is that's she's somehow connected to or related to the Parker family. I figure between me and Matt, we can figure out who she is and why she thinks she has any right to come into Mystic Falls and claim one of our people.
We all float face down
I just signed the title of my house over to Bonnie. She and her mom didn't want to live in her dad's old house, and her mom hasn't had a place in Mystic Falls for years. Anyone could walk into my house when it was in my name, and with the possibility of the Heretics returning to Mystic Falls one day, I don't think the open-to-any-vampire-door policy is a good one to live with.
And, frankly, I kinda needed it. Last night was the first time I've been able to sleep in my old bed without waking up because the house was too quiet.
That's the good news. The bad news is that Channing has made it her personal mission to acquire Jo's body. She's got all kinds of legal papers.
So maybe I went into the morgue and switched around some identification numbers. I only did it to buy time! I would've taken the body, but there's no way for me to get her body out of the morgue without the cameras catching me. Whoever designed that morgue layout must've known about vamp-speed or something, because there's no direct exit from where the bodies are kept. There are four doors that can only be opened electronically, and they're damn slow.
Fine, I guess I could've busted through the doors, but the last thing I need is Sheriff Farrington-Fell looking for the Incredible Hulk in Mystic Falls.
So I switched up some paper work. I guess that's technically illegal, but I don't think my mom would disapprove under these circumstances.
But she found the body anyway! And she took Jo!
So, I stormed off to find Channing to tell her what she can do with all her paperwork, and I couldn't find her. Bonnie had to cast a locator spell.
She was at the wedding. Well, not the actually wedding, but the location, you know, where we just covered up a massacre. What the hell was she doing there?
Bonnie came as backup because clearly this Channing woman was up to something.
What I saw was so incredibly messed up I thought I was having an anxiety dream.
Every member of Gemini - except Kai - was there, in the exact position they were when the bride and groom were saying their vows. The entire family was spread out, posed in their seats. Channing hadn't just set up the wedding, she recreated it. All the bodies were cleaned up and redressed, so when you first walked in, it seems like everyone is alive.
But the worst part was Jo, standing there in her wedding dress, looking so beautiful and so alive.
The first thought I had was that I had dreamed the whole Kai thing as some sort of wedding planner anxiety dream, and everyone was alive and fine, and we need to get Alaric's ass to his wedding.
The second thought I had was, whoever did this is going to have their throats ripped out by yours truly.
I didn't get a chance to have a third thought because it felt like someone buried a hatchet in my head, and I blacked out.
See through sickness
I woke up outside by my car. It took me a few minutes to realize that Bonnie must've moved me after someone knocked me out. Then I got worried. Where was she? And more importantly, where was my attacker?
So I closed my eyes and listened, and I heard two voices, not far off. One was definitely Bonnie, and the other... was Channing Spurlock.
I booked it, knocking Channing to the ground, ready to help Bonnie take this bitch out.
"Caroline!" Bonnie shouted.
"Bonnie, are you okay?" I asked.
"It's not what you think," Channing said from the ground. "I'm sorry I attacked you, but I thought you were a Heretic."
"You've taken our friends and posed their corpses like they were at the wedding," I said. "What reason could you possibly have?"
"She says they're not dead," Bonnie replied.
"They're not," Channing said.
"If they were alive, I'd hear their hearts beating," I replied.
"As I was explaining to your friend here, they're alive, but that's not the same as living," Channing said. "My name is Channing Spurlock, but before I left Gemini, I was Channing Parker. These people are my family, and when I heard what Kai did, I... we came here to save them."
"We? Who's we?" I asked.
"The Libra coven," Channing replied.
Bonnie said her mom had mentioned them. Channing went on to give us a long, boring history of how Libra was formed in 1980 when Kai showed signs of being a siphoning warlock. Apparently a whole bunch of Gemini witches jumped ship and formed a new coven. When she was blabbing on about it, I was super-cynical, but since Kai murdered his entire coven at his twin sister's wedding, I guess forming Libra was a pretty smart idea.
Not that I told her any of this.
The long and short of it is that Channing Spurlock and her Libra coven took the Gemini bodies and put them in some kind of witchy preservation. It's not resurrection, though, it's more like a time capsule. A time capsule that existed moments before Kai destroyed everything. That's why their hearts weren't beating.
I don't believe her, obviously, but I want to. I want to believe that Libra has the power to save Gemini, but when Bonnie saved Jeremy with magic, it killed her. So how would anyone hope to save an entire coven of witches without trading in an equal number of lives?
The thing is, after I decided that I couldn't listen to another word out of Channing's mouth and stormed off to get Jo's body to take with us, I felt something. When I touched Jo, she was warm. So I checked the other Gemini creepily sitting in their wedding seats.
They were all warm.
So we've got a coven of witches frozen in time set up in the barn where Alaric and Jo got married. None of them have heartbeats, but their bodies are still warm.
On the off chance that Channing and her wonder witch coven aren't lying or crazy, Bonnie and I agreed to leave the bodies where they were so long as Libra took measures to prevent other people from walking in.
Especially Ric. Ric can't see that. He just can't. I know he's going to find out eventually, but right now, he's barely on his feet. Damon got him to help pack up Elena's stuff for long-term storage, but they went through at least two bottles of whiskey when they were at Whitmore. Stefan had to go pick them up because they were too drunk to drive back.
But I can't worry about that right now. Right now me, Bonnie, and her mom Abby are gonna dig up every scrap of evidence we can find on Libra and Gemini.
I want them to be who they say they are. I want Jo and Liv and all the others to be alive.
But something tells me this whole thing is much bigger than a broken coven and its discontented offshoot. Much bigger.
Next chapter: >>>
Chapter Two: Hairline Fractures
(Matt Donovan)
The Gargoyles and the Amber
The Casket Memoirs