— 𝓦. 𝓐

A small smirk spread across her lips as she eyed the taller woman, head tilting to the side as she studied her. “Then we are nothing alike. I have tried to k*ll someone before, alas I failed which isn’t exactly something that I want on my record.”

“Like you..” She scoffed at that, she’d doubt that Lorraine ever had black tears streaming from her eyes for the overuse of her abilities.. “I am nothing like you, you’re in this to help people. I’m not. I’m here to prove people wrong and enjoy the thrills of

She pulled her hand back from the shards and stood back up, her back straighter than an arrow. Wednesday couldn’t really care if the family was safe or happy, that’s not why she was at the house. She slowly turned back to face the older woman, dark eyes meeting

The questions bored the teen so she turned toward the shattered vase and moved toward it. She knelt down by the vase, hand hovering just over one of the broken shards. “What makes you think that I came here to prove something to my non existent friends?”

The Warrens.. Wednesday’s certainly heard about them, even read articles about the couple about their cases. But she never expected to actually meet them.. She stood, staring up at the woman.. arms by her side as she assessed the situation.

Wednesday had been called to the house as well, just not in such a traditional sense and more of a.. psychic pull. She had seen this house in 3 of her visions now and Wednesday being the type of person she is had to go and investigate it for herself.