Hey Everyone, I wanted something with a supernatural character, I am as you can tell a simmer, and a hopeless romantic, also I watched wicked so I got the idea of adding a witch, but not with the green skin :P
Well here we go!
Chapter 1: The Fire
"A simple candle lit, lights the path before you."
Who trusts' a witches words? Well, in the woeful woods lie's a witch's hut deep in the wood's resting at the heart of it. Many citizens dared to trespass on to the witchs' territory; but that'll explain a lot missing.
But who knew that the witch, raised it's own child?
. Lets begin the story, of the newborn witch.
Strawberry Witch
The storm was brewing outside, the grey clouds started letting out a roar of thunder. As sweet and blissful, was the newborn witch she was outside the house. Know, she was lonely,
She was only 13 when her mother died, she spends her time in the hut, innocent it maybe, but she was bestowed the power's her mother once had.
It was her 14 birthday, today the day when her mother died. What was the name of the lonesome girl? It was Amu Hinamori, newborn witch of the woeful wood's. Her mother was named Midori Hinamori, and the father was unknown. Amu thinks badly of father, since Midori was left with Her
"Mommy," Amu's pure innocent voice cried. Looking at the grave before her, it was a settle displacement: with flower's of all kind, a medium sized rock etched the name, 'Midori Hinamori, Dear mother' and a candle lit on the side. "If only I had the power to resurrect, you." Amu whispered, her tears streaming themselves down her face.
"Vistus Callum." Amu chanted, it ment 'Rest in Peace'. (A/N I made up my own language. Success!) The rain pelting her pink hair, she continued to stare at the grave. She then lifted her head, looking at the sky. She sighed, and walked to the door of the hut, twisted the door knob and entered. She sat on the leather chair, her mother always sat on; it was dark brown, a table cloth placed gently on the arm rest, and dark wood, embracing the cushions.
There was a loud boom, which scared the lonely pinkette. The candles went out, the whole hut was dark, but the pinkette tears blurred her vision, though it was still visible - she didn't mind at all.
After a few minutes of lamenting moments, the pinkette soon fell in to a deep slumber.
"Sunrise, shines the world; but darken's the soul"
The sunlight torn apart the sleeping pinkette to awakening, moaning and groaning she began. Her hair all poofed, her eye's blood-shot red, her pale skin as pale, as a vampire; you could tell she was crying.
The lonely witch simply brung herself off the bed, and walked in her own bedroom. Her room was a mess, a massive amount of grimoires, spell books, and different herbs, also oil's everywhere. But suddenly, she heard sudden thuds coming from the front entrance.
Thud Thud
Amu was jumped in fright. She thought it was a rat crashing itself, but the sound was even more louder, and she could here angry men yelling outside.
Pound Pound
"Hey, Wicked witch. We know you're in there come out KNOW!"
It sounded like an angry mob waiting. They obviously wanted to kill Midori.
"TO THE BACK!"
It was a mature man that said that. Then they were making their way to the back. Amu's heart started to race. Then she chanted.
"Astus Mcullum." 'wind here my call, come forth to vanquish the one who target me. Mote it be!' A wind spell, Chapter 8: Index: 7 Section: 4.
The vanquishing spell. What Amu just chanted, was one of the intermediate spell's she found in one of her mothers' books.
It's been commenced, the wind was gusting around and around, the thudding and screaming, was replaced by peace and serenity.
"..I'm sorry.." Amu whispered, sitting on the ground lifting her legs body height, and hugging her legs. She started to rock herself back and forth, feeling mentally ill, her eyes widened thinking what she has done.
Then she smelt,...smoke... The smoke lingering from coast to coast.. Amu's eyes widened.
"..how..?" Amu was frightened, also confused. How could the smoke linger through the air? As Amu, following the trail of smoke.. Coughing and hacking, as the smoke make its way in her immune system.
All she saw was... The grave was on fire, her eyes widened, shocked And frightened she felt as before. Her mother was on fire...
"Astus Lament! Astus Lament!" Amu kept chanting, her hands placed together as she said. Chapter: 4 Index: 34 Section: 13.
A rain spell... It was not dechipered, but she kept chanteimg. But her power's never activated, it failed.
The scorching fire grew itself, and made its way to the hut. She looked everywhere, everywhere to put out the fire, as she turned herself, she saw a person.
"What did you do!" Amu shouted, looking at the person a distance from her. All she could see was short sienna brown hair and a simple green jacket, also dark jeans.
"All I did was light a flask." The person shouted, he Sounded happy. The flame then grew, to the tip of the roof it sooned collapsed. Amu's eye's widened, the tear's formed in her eyes dropped.
"N-no..." That's all she said, everything gone, her mother gone.. Everything..was gone.
"Everybody can break apart."
Depression got the best of the young witch. She lifted her hand, it was open. A force of telekinesis blew out, it blasted the mysterious person away, his back impacted the tree harshly; she moved her hand swiftly to the left and right, making him hit each tree repeatedly. She closed her hand and he suddenly dropped on the ground bouncing.
"...Y-your a w-WITCH?'" his vicious yelp pierced through her heart. He tried to get up, but he failed.
"..Yes I am.." Amu said, placing her 2 arms closely to her heart - scrunching it
"Shit.." He screamed. "I THOUGHT THAT OLD WITCH WAS THE ONLY ONE!" His voice grew as he said those words.
Amu simply looked at him,
"Tintuvus Infuriem" She chanted. 'This Person before me created a terrible crime, let this person die of fire. For his eternal burning commence!' Chapter: 9 Index: 14 Section: 55 The scorching ritual.
Then Fire lit up, scorching the man. He was yelping, and screaming - it was no help.
He then... Died... His body was scorched, into ash. A the new born witch crying once again, she then turned to the back, looking at the collapsed hut...
"I've got to go to the city.." Amu said, wiping her tears.