Justice's P.O.V
"Move it! Now!" The old hag hissed with a venom filled voice. Old warts and stray pieces of hair were spread all over her face the mere sight utterly terrifying and sent chills down the spines of anyone, especially children. It was the worst part of the job, pretending I was a helpless child until she paraded me trough the right part of the forest where I could make my move.
Something that really bothered me was that the most fowl things on earth are the reason I'm alive, yet there also probably going to be the reason of my death. Not that anyone cared about my life, I'm an orphan and an only child 13 years of age, not young enough to be super cute but not old enough for stupid underestimating townspeople to stop call me a 'little girl' and 'child'. It was always a reward to come back to the town with a witch head in my hands and see their faces seize up wondering how on earth someone like me could do that.
The thing about them keeping me alive is because when I was a child my parents left me out in the woods, and a 5 year old me had to find a miracle to keep me alive. I stumbled upon an old cottage and thought it was empty, it sure as hell wasn't! A horned witch lived there and was reaching for me to throw in the pot but when she touched me it was like she just got electrocuted. I could even see blueish white lines that looked like tiny lightning bolts moving up and down her whole body when it happened. I got the hell out of there as soon as I cut of her head and left it in the fire to burn up. That's how my career as a witch hunter got stared, pleasant right?
The other power I have is one I discovered when I was chasing a witch who was flying on her broom through the forest she led me right off a cliff! I was expecting to plummet right to the ground and die hard when I realized I was hovering in the air. When I looked at my back I saw a set of wings that looked dainty but I could feel the strength in them. From testing there speed in the past I found out they could go as fast if not faster then the speed of a witches broom.
"You stupid child move faster!" She growled as she shoved me so hard I was on the ground. That witch was getting on my nerves because that, was going to leave a bruise. I faked a look of terror which apparently good since a guy around mid twenties with ash brown hair came out into the clearing with a huge gun saying,"let the child go, right now!". A women with the same hair and about the same age came out just after him holding a crossbow pointed at the witch giving her a look that said,'I dare you to not do what he says'.
I quickly and quietly got up and walked behind the witch and tapped her shoulder. She turned around to see what it was cluelessly and punched her right in the face in between the nose and mouth where it'll hit the hardest. She went down and the two's surprised faces were all I saw, until the man recovered and said,"we can take it from here, where do your parents live?".
I scoffed,"ya that's cute but this is my job, I'll take it from here". Just as I said that the witch sprung back up and made a run for the other direction that we were in. The witch hunters were about to run for the witch who was now half way across the clearing until I stepped in front of them. I turned in the direction of the witch and summoned a thunderstorm, then I pointed my finger at the witch and electrocuted by sending a lightning bolt right on top of her. Now I've really done it, showed people one of my powers I'm so dead!