Hey Bae's and Boo's sadly this fanfic is coming to an end. :( only 1 chapter left loves so, the next chapter will sadly be that last one, yes, I know... sad... I'm in tears... \(T0T)/

However like all the AHS, there will be mentions in the other fanfics about certain character and events because why the hell not? Who knows...there might even be some character cross overs in the future if you guys like that idea, maybe like in a one shot or a filler chapter? idk yet...

And because yo girl only has one chapter to go on: Days of Blood and Fire I shall be post the next chapter in: A Hint of Magic: a AHS: Coven Fanfic for yall that didn't know...

so yeah go on and check that out, I have a wicked idea for that fanfic lol

Enjoy this new chapter!

Days of Blood and Fire...

"What do you think that bitch will tell her?" Tate asked.

"A bunch of useless bullshit." I said.

Tate chuckled before frowning. "I don't like the way she spoke of us."

"Darling, I've heard much worse." I said grabbing his hand. "We need to have a backup plan, because whatever that press on nail bitch is going to fill her head up with, it won't work."

"So what, we fight them?"

I frowned. "No of course not…"I paused ."However, that doesn't mean they can't fight each other…"

Tate's eyes glimmered darkly as he realized what I meant. "Yes...that was a weakness of theirs wasn't it?"

"And still is, they think this baby will keep them happy and together, their wrong."

"What'd she say?" Tate and I both asked when Violet entered her room.

"We have to get something of his something important. An heirloom…a ring…like a talisman. If we have the talisman and we do the special ritual then he'll be gone."

Tate looked at me and my eyes glimmered. "I should have bet some money…" I whispered to him as he shook his head scowling as he looked back at Violet.

"That sounds like complete bullshit."

"But it's for real she studies this stuff. The bigger guy-"

"Patrick." I said only for her to ignore me.

"He wears a ring, like a wedding band, but I can't remember which hand it's on." Violet said more like she was talking to herself.

"I don't trust her!" Tate snapped backing violet flinch back. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged his side.

Tate let out a deep breath closing his eyes stroking my hair for a moment before looking back at Violet eyes dark as he whispered. "Why did she say all that bad stuff about me and Angel…we did something bad….didn't we…"

"l-let's just get the ring." Violet said instead.

Tate nodded before kissing my head and walking out of the room.

"Well then while you guys do…whatever it is you're going to do, I'll be in the little girls room powdering my nose." I said as I walked towards the door.

"Angel, seriously, we're going to need-"

I cut my eyes at her. "No, I don't think I care to help you."

"w-what?" Violet asked in confusion.

"Tell me Violet, did you defend us?"

Her eyes betrayed the words that tumbled from her lips and I scowled at her before wiping all the emotion from my face. "I want no part in your little plan; I have better things to do."

With those parting words I walked away. True to my words I sat in front of Mrs. Harmon's vanity powdering my nose.

I hummed softly as I gazed at my reflection as I added a blood red lipstick to my lips.

I gazed at my reflection mesmerized by my own looks. After completing my makeup I donned a more formal attire. It was a gothic styled black lace half sleeve high low gown. The dress dipped in the front showing off my cleavage, but not insanely so.

"I am by far the most beautiful and elegant creature that walks this earth. All worldly things exist only to love me and to kneel adoringly at my feet." I laughed sinisterly as I continued to gaze at myself.

"Your narcissism has just reached a new level that I didn't even think was possible."

I tore my eyes away from myself to look at Chads reflection in the mirror, his eyes rolling over me. "Well look at you…looking like the mistress of all evil."

I smirked. "Chad, flattery will get you nowhere fast."

He shook his head rising up his hands in mock surrender as he walked closer to me. I still didn't bother facing my body towards his own.

"What is it?" I asked after a moment of him just staring at me with contemplative eyes.

"I heard a nasty little rumor about you….im just wondering if it's true…"

"Hmmm a nasty rumor?" I looked at him through the mirror. "Why don't you ask me yourself?"

He seemed to debate for a moment before his eyes glinted. "Did you and Tate rape Mrs. Harmon?"

I raised my eyebrow. "And who told you such a thing."

"It doesn't matter. Is it true?"

I sighed. "Rape is such an ugly word… I like to think we merely treated her as a means to an end that all."

His eyes widened. "How-"

"Can you?" I said cutting him off as I handed him my choker full of diamonds.

He nodded and I pulled my hair to the side as he attached it around my neck. I let my hair fall back down and continued to gaze at myself.

"Why did you guys do it…"

I smiled coyly. "What does it matter why we did it?"

"I'm just-"

"Don't try to understand our madness Chad…you'll not only work yourself into a headache but you'll give yourself forehead wrinkles."

He shook his head and for the first time since he came in I turned around to fully face him. "All you should be worrying about is you and Patrick and your new babies."

He looked like he was going to argue when I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Chad, all you need to worry about is Patrick yourself and the babies. As long as you guys love each other you should both be fine."

He let out a breath. "Yeah-"

I frowned chad muttering a 'what the hell' when we heard glasses breaking.

I knew it was probably Tate and Patrick but growled out. "I swear if Troy and Bryon are breaking the fine china again I'll-"

"No I don't think it's them." He said with a frown before disappearing.

I smirked before casually trailing to the nursery.

"And now I'm stuck here with him!" I caught the last bit of Patrick's rant but the look on Chads face said that he had herd more.

I donned a shocked expression as Patrick turned to us. "Chad…"

The two men locked eyes and Chad ran off when Patrick stepped towards him.

I walked over to Tate when Patrick ran after him.

I straddled his waist as a smirk made is way to our lips. I leaned down my tongue licking up his blood. "Well done baby…"

He chuckled "…it was too easy."

He bit his lip and trailed his hands over my visible flesh. "What is my prize?"

"Whatever you want it to be."

He smirked as he sat up before leaning in and nipping my bare shoulders. I shivered in anticipation.

"I can never get enough of you. The taste of you had engrained its self on my tongue driving me to want more and I could fuck you all the time. You truly are the most beautiful in the entire world."

I smirked "Flattery will get you everywhere."

"Tate? Angel?" We heard Violet call for us.

He tched in annoyance. "Well I must say I for one will be happy when this game of ours is over."

"Awe…getting tired of pretending to care about her? Getting tired of having to pretend to be the good guy?"

"Yes."

I laughed grabbing his hand and pulling him towards Violet's room.

"So what'd you get?" Tate asked Violet as she stood in her room waiting for us.

"His watch?" I said with a frown as she held it up for us to see.

"He took it off to paint. Why does a ghost need a watch?" Violet asked us curiously and we shrugged in response.

"Violet…violet! You disappeared on me what the hell happened! Violet your moms waiting in the car we have a plane to catch." Mr. Harmon raged from the other side of the door.

"It's game time."

"You know what to do…" I said kissing him before we both disappeared to leave father and daughter to argue.

Days of Blood and Fire...

I shivered with excitement when I saw my father and Constance practically dragging Mrs. Harmon into the house.

"Troy….Bryon…come out come out where ever you are." I cooed calling out to my favorite twin red haired devils.

"What's up babe." They said same together appearing behind me.

I smiled "I have a special assignment for my two favorite redheads."

"Yeah?" They asked.

"I want you to completely demolish Mr. Harmon's car."

The two smirked. "Consider it done."

"I knew I could count on you." I said ruffling up their red hair before the slinked off into the darkness with wolfish grins.

I walked towards Nora who was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs.

"Is it time?" She asked me anxiously.

"It's time…I'm sorry it took so long." I said.

She smiled. It was a smile that lit up her entire face and made me smile as well.

"You are a good girl…a very good girl." she said and my breath hitched when I felt her place a kiss on my forehead.

I felt like my cheek would tear I was smiling so hard. "The jobs not finished yet…we must get you your baby."

Nora and I waited outside of the room and stood watching. My face indifferent to Mrs. Harmon's screams of anguish and pain.

My eyes only softening briefly when Dr. Montgomery walks over with a baby. Nora already has a blanket ready and once more I get to bear witness to the fact that she is happy…truly happy.

"Thank you my precious girl and tell your mate I thank him as well." She said looking every bit like the sun before she disappeared into the darkness.

I followed Constance into the kitchen watching from afar as she cleaned off my baby.

I narrowed my eyes when Moria walked over to see him before crying.

"What is the matter with you?" Constance sneered at her.

"He's the most beautiful baby I've ever seen." She said and I smirked. Of course he was, he had Tate and my own genes flowing through his veins.

"From blood and pain comes perfection." Constance said with a wistful smile.

"Hey bitches, you get all that blood and slime off my baby yet?" Hayden sneered appearing in the kitchen.

I could feel the rage pour from me in waves as I walked behind her. Constance and Moria gasped fearfully as I plunged my hand straight through Hayden's back.

"If I see you get near that baby again, I will permanently end your immortal life…do you understand me?" I said calmly as if talking about the weather.

Blood leaking from Hayden's mouth was her response before I yanking my hand out of her stomach and she disappeared into the darkness.

I sighed before walking over to my son. I felt my lip twitch into a smile. He had my eyes. I reached my hand towards him.

"Angel be-" Moria started before I cut her off.

"This is my son. I hope you weren't going to tell me of all people to be careful." I snarled without looking at her.

I stared at the baby as he stared at me. He had stopped crying and had simply settled for a staring contest.

After a moment I smirked. "How curious you are…Wyatt."

I leaned down placing a kiss on his forehead before handing him to Constance my face losing its emotions. "Get him out of here."

"Yes of course." She said and I turned walking away from her as I went to look for Tate.

I found him getting chewed out by Violet. "I used to think that you were like me attracted to the darkness, but I was wrong, Tate you are the darkness."

Tate looked at her stoically before he began laughing.

"Have you no guilt for what you've done…"

"Oh darling…don't sound so heartbroken." I snickered drawing her attention away from Tate.

Violet glared at me hatefully. "Angel."

"Oh my." I said walking up to her as she backed up.

Tate wrapped his arms around her holding her to him so she couldn't get away.

I stood in her face getting a good look at her fear. I felt my face heat up. "Oh your face looks so lovely when its shrouded in fear and anguish…you look just like Vivian…doesn't she Tate."

"Yes…her fear is quite alluring."

I smirked. "She really knows how to get our juices pumping."

"You sick sadistic son of abitch!"

"Oh…name calling now? Good, you know how to play the game." I cooed and Tate laughed manically. "Now tell me how much you hate me Violet. Tell me that you want to see me suffer…that you'll relish in my pain."

"What the fuck-" I struck her before she could finish.

Tate had released her before my hand made contact so when I struck her she hit the floor.

"Why…why did you guys do this?" She asked pathetically.

"How obtuse are you Violet? The answer to that question is fairly obvious." I said with an eye roll.

I watched as Tate leaned down to her level cupping her cheek. "We did it…because it was fun…"

"You …you said you loved me…." She whimpered.

"The only woman I have ever loved is Angel. The only woman I will ever love is angel. Your so naïve Violet…so desperate that you were too easy to manipulate." Tate said with a bright smile.

"Chad's right you guys are monsters."

Tate and I just laughed . We laughed because we knew we had broken her. We laughed because we knew we also had fun breaking her.

"You have to pay for what you did…all the pain you've caused all the sorrow…I'm going to find a way to kill you…I'll send you both to the lowest depths of hell." violet said standing to her feet trying to look intimidating but failing in the eyes of the two blonde psychopaths.

"Are you really? I think I'd love to see that, yes please get all fired up." Tate taunted.

"We've be here longer than you've been alive little girl…but I've always been a fan of a good competition…so have at it….give your vengeance your best shot." I said as I grabbed Tate's hand in my own as I walked from the room in a triumphant smirk.

"We'll be waiting for you at the finish line."

Violet stood until she couldn't see the two blondes anymore…but once completely gone she sunk to the floor tears flowing from her eyes like a river, sobs escaping her lips.

The boy that she had fallen in love with and the girl that she had begrudgingly considered a bestfriend had betrayed her in the worse possible way, and felt not shame…but worse, they completely enjoyed it.

She was dead and now so was her mother, her father was going to go crazy and a demon child had just been born into this already piss poor world.

She sobbed louder. Maybe…just maybe she should give into the darkness, then maybe she could be like Tate and Angel, then maybe the pain she was feeling could go away…

Warm familiar hands wrapped around her. "Violet…"

Violet looked up to see her mom's crestfallen face. "Mom…I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…"

At the Langdon house...

Mr. Knight sat rocking his grandson in his arms as he listened to Constance, run off at the mouth. "What are you going to call our little morning star?"

"Angel referred to him as Wyatt." Constance said with a sigh.

He smiled. "Did she now? Well that's a good name, nice and strong. What did your boy have to say?"

Constance sighed again. "I don't know, I haven't seen Tate."

"Well I'm sure it's nothing serious doll."

"We have to protect this baby."

"I know."

"We've lost so much…this baby…he's our redemption. We can't lose him like we lost angel and Tate, we have to protect him no matter what."

"I'm with you on that." He looked down at his grandson Wyatt he would protect the boy…no matter what.

"We should talk about living arrangements." At that Constance frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean surely you don't want to raise him in… here" He said his eyes roaming around the house trying to hide the distaste from his tone.

Constance's eyes narrowed. "Your elitism is rearing its ugly head. There's nothing wrong with my house."

"I'm just saying my house is preferable. It more than big enough for the two of us to live separately and space for Wyatt and on the other side of that house so we can both still see our children."

She opened her mouth to argue when he cut her off. "I'm thinking about the future of my only grandson…I want him to have to best, we're family so just think about it…because I'm not taking no for an answer."

The doorbell rang gathering her attention and she nodded as she went to answer it. "Fine. After everything blows over we can move in."

Mr. Knight looked down at his grandson. "And that my dear boy is how you win an argument against a woman."

To his surprise the baby's eyes seem to twinkle with mirth as a soft giggle fell from his lips.

Constance came back with Mr. Harmon following behind who frowned immediately at seeing the child in his arms.

Mr. Knight put the child back in the car seat even as Mr. Harmon demanded for him to state who he was.

"My name is Alexander." Mr. Knight said curtly standing from his seat to tower over the doctor. "I'm your neighbor on the other side, pleasure to finally meet you."

Though to the occupants of the room; it didn't sound all that convincing.

"We were expecting you till tomorrow after the service." Constance said quickly as she could feel the tense between the two men spike.

"I know but I can't impose on you Constance." Dr. Harmon said softly.

"Don't be silly. Looking after this little angel is not imposition what so ever. And I wouldn't think of burdening you after you care of a newborn in your recent tragedy."

"Thank you but Vivian's sister is here now so…"

At that both blondes looked at him before sharing a look with each other. "Oh I see…what a blessing…distant relations are in times of trouble."

"If I could just get all of his things…" The first sparks of irritation enter the doctor's voice.

"Certainly…though it is nearly his lunch time. I know…why don't I feed him, he'll fall right asleep and then you can come back in several hours." Constance pushed.

"I can feed him." Dr. Harmon said.

"It's really no trouble at all-" Constance began only to be cut off.

"I'm here to get my son Constance." Dr. Harmon said curtly.

The room seemed to lose its warmth as the blondes locked eyes on him once more.

Mr. Knight's eyes darkening to a sapphire blue. "Your son…"

"Yes my son." He said shooting the two blondes a glare.

Constance glared at him. "Your son of course…let me just gather his things. This formula has to be warmed up. all you have to do is run it under the hot water tap."

"I'll be fine-"

"No I don't believe you will." Mr. Knight said darkly before he went to light a cigar, he paused though when he caught the eyes of the baby. He sighed looking away; Wyatt had his precious Angel's eyes…"Nor will that child if you take him back into that house."

"Just give me his things." Dr. Harmon said in irritation.

"Dr. Harmon, hear me. There are forces in that house that mean to do this child grave harm. We both know that it's true. Same forces that killed your sweet wife oh and what about your daughter? Tell me Dr. Harmon did you buy a casket for Violet too?"

Dr. Harmon glared at her before snatching the baby and his things off the counter wordlessly.

"If that house can get her spirit what's gonna happened to that sweet innocent baby." Constance was pleading with the man now.

"The babies going to be fine." Dr. Harmon said carelessly.

"Oh you are a fool!" Constance snarled at her wits end and Mr. Knight walked over placing a calming hand on her shoulder.

"After everything that you've seen. After everything that has happened… How are you still so blind?" Constance said after taking serval calming breaths pleading Dr. Harmon with her eyes even as Mr. Knight glared at the man.

Mr. Harmon was about to retort when he caught a picture that looked like a family photo.

He blinked his eyes twice just to make sure his mind wasn't playing tricks on him as he caught sight of two familiar blondes holding standing close with their hands together as Constance stood behind the boy and Alexander stood behind the girl.

His eyes narrowed as he looked over at the two older blondes. "Where are they?"

"In their grave." Mr. Knight said stoically.

"Where they've been longer than they've lived on this earth." Constance said with a sad smile.

"You two destroyed my family. You-"

"You, sir are mistaken." Mr. Knight said coldly cutting the man off.

"You are paying for your own sins Dr. Harmon." Constance said staring at him.

"Let me give you some advice, when I leave here lock your door and pray that I don't come back." Dr. Harmon said coldly before storming out.

"Well that was dreadfully anticlimactic…" Mr. Knight said finally lighting up his cigar and inhaling the smoke before passing it to Constance.

"Were you really hoping for him to lash out?" Constance said taking a swing before handing the cigar back.

"You say it like it's a bad thing." He said inhaling the smoke once more before blowing out perfect rings.

She shook her head with a small smile before frowning. "Now what?"

"We wait of course."

She sighed. "You're right. I miss him already though."

"We shouldn't have to wait for long. Give it 24 hours if that…worst case scenario we just kill the bastard ourselves."

Constance nodded. It's not like she hadn't gotten our hands dirty before. "Angel won't let anyone take that baby."

"Is she that attached to him?"

Constance nodded. "It was honestly a bit strange to witness it myself…but I suppose that's just the mystery behind motherhood."

Days of Blood and Fire…

Mr. Knight and Mrs. Langdon both lit a smoke as they stared at Dr. Harmon body that lay hanging from the chandelier. "You stupid son of a bitch…"

"More like arrogant son of a bitch…" Mr. Knight chuckled as he took a swing from his cigar.

"No no, he's just a stupid son of a bitch." Constance sneered.

"I can't believe she killed me." Dr. Harmon said softly appearing by their side in the clothes he died in.

Mr. Knight and Constance both glanced at him from the corner of their eyes before scoffing.

Constance tched. "Although it does serve you right."

Mr. Knight and Constance walked up the stairs cursing under their breathes when they saw the baby and all of his things were missing all the while the Harmon's were hugging…doing a little family bonding.

"Well that's all very bloody touching…" Mr. Knight sneered.

"But where the hell is the baby?" Constance snapped, worry seeping into her voice.

"Have you come to see my baby?" Hayden asked as the two blondes located her in the basement. All they had to do was follow the sounds of a crying child, according to Dr. Harmon Wyatt had been crying ever since he took him away from her house.

"We've come to fetch our grandson." Mr. Knight said, his voice holding no room for argument.

"Oh you think so?" Hayden scoffed looking at the blonde male up and down.

"Angel agrees with me, the house of the dead is no place to raise a child." Constance said.

"It is for this baby…" hayden said even as her eyes diated with fear at the mention of Angel's name. Hayden hadn't seen the either of the blondes in several hours. They had seemingly disappeared at the arrival of a teenage girl that shared a striking resembles to that medium Billy-what's-her face. Hayden didn't think anything of it at the time but now she wondered what it was the three where always doing...the two blondes were never around after the girl showed up and when the girl left looking drained as shit, the blondes where back at terrorizing the houses newest occupants with new vigor; the Harmon's "He's special…"

"He's mine." Constance snapped.

"Over my dead body." Hayden said tightening her hold on the crying baby.

"I thought you would never ask…" A familiar voice echoed throughout the room.

Hayden didn't have time to move before Tate had retrained her.

Constance and Mr. Knight taking a step back as they watched the blonde female saunter towards Hayden. Her eyes murderous.

Hayden held her breath as Angel reached down plucking a crying Wyatt from her fingers. Wyatt's cries stopping as soon as Angel held him.

"That's my little dark prince…how dare that filthy ill-bred mongrel even dare touch you." Angel said softly to the baby and the baby responded by making cute little noises.

"I know, I know, but want me to let you in on a little secret darling…mommies going to punish her."

"I'm already dead." Hayden sneered.

"Don't filthy worthless common whores know that they how no right to speak to their superiors in such a way Wyatt?"

The baby laughed making Angel smile.

"What was that darling?" She whispered softly before a brighter smile blossomed over her ruby red lips. "Oh that sounds like a fantastic idea…worthless humans or ghost should be put to an end."

Angel walked over to Constance after also picking up Wyatt's diaper bag. She shoved the bag into her father's arm and Wyatt into Constance's.

"Take him out of here. I do not want to see him back in this house until he is able to fully understand me."

She turned away from the elder slowly stalking back to Hayden. "Since it seems you react best to violence I shall have to indulge you one last time."

Angel looked at Tate. "Let her go."

"Your wish is my command." He said before releasing her.

Hayden lunged at Angel only to fall back when she punched her straight in the nose.

Angel grabbed Hayden's shoulder digging her nails into the older woman's undead flesh as Tate appeared on the other side of her.

Their eyes took on an otherworld glow as we both began to pull away from her. Hayden let out a gut retching scream as we tore her body apart, the last pieces of her soul shattering and turning into wisps of smoke.

"What the hell did you guys do…" Travis said as several other ghost including the Harmon's appeared… all of them in complete shock and fear at the two blondes that stood wrapped in each other's arms.

Violet was distinctly reminded of Gomez and Morticia Addams form the Addams family every time she saw them and was briefly wondered if the show could have been based off of them…it was just creepy enough to be true.

"We shredded her just like we shredded her lackeys. And we will shred anyone that gets in our way…" Tate said darkly before pressing his lips to Angel's head. Such an innocent gesture considering his dark words. They watched as angel detached her body from his standing instead at his side.

"You what?" Both Constance and Mr. Knight said at the same time still in complete shock at what they had just witnessed.

"All you need to know is that you won't ever see the ghost of the dirty deceitful whore Hayden ever again." Angel said calmly before looking at Tate. "Come on lets go see Beau."

Tate nodded and they began to walk away the ghosts in the house immediately clearing a wide path for the duo as they disappeared from the scene.

"Hold on…" The teenage blondes paused turning back to look at them.

"Is this really how we are going to end this…" Constance said with a frown.

The blondes shared a look before flashing a smirk. "For now…"

Tate walked ahead of Angel as there was only so much of his mother presence he could physically stand.

Angel paused briefly leaving the elder blondes with a last word.

"We'll be seeing you both on Halloween…"