Angel: Well my friends, here is chapter 8. I now have no ideas on how to continue this story as of this moment. I need a small break from this story to think of more ideas on Chapter 9 and onwards. Don't worry, I will return in… a week or two. Two is the max. Anyways, I'll probably be working on getting at least one chapter of EWA2 up and then I have inspiration to continue "Technology vs. Magic" till I have ideas for this story. The other stories can wait until I have inspiration to do them… right now… I don't.

Charles and Mavi will indeed make an appearance in this chapter, finally. However, they might be different. (That's a hint, not me being a jerk and making them OOC) Like I said, I had something planned for them. Anyways, please do enjoy!

Angel presents

WITCHES AND WIZARDS PART 2

CHAPTER 8: Regret

Mika was in Triton Avenue, looking for any witches her age around. There were certainly plenty of adult witches… but who wants an adult friend? That'd be no fun at all! The silver haired girl headed towards the river of Triton Avenue as it was her favorite place to go and fish with her dad and sometimes by herself.

Her eyes traveled all around the place, carefully bypassing witches heading in the opposite direction. Surely there must be one witch near her age. She is 9 so anybody that is 8, 9, or even 10 for that matter will work.

Her eyes landed near a particularly young witch in the stereotypical witch clothing sitting on the cliff where she fishes. She has short blonde hair, jade eyes, and a couple of freckles on her cheeks, and had a little scar just on her neck. She looked to be fishing… having this serious concentration on her face. Mika thought she looked kind of cute and… innocent. She could be around her age.

Feeling excited, she made her way over to her. Daringly, she sat next to the girl, observing her concentration on catching a fish or whatever her hook can catch onto. She didn't seem to acknowledge her presence as she seemed to be staring into the water very deeply.

"Hi, how is the fishing going?" Mika greeted politely. The blonde turned one eye to look at her before looking at the water again. "Fine." She answered bluntly, staring so hard into the water that if looks could kill… probably all the fish within her line of sight would die.

"Ah! I think I got one!" The blonde felt a sharp tug on the line and tried to pull it u and was neglecting to even use the pulley to reel in the fish. Mika watched as she tried to pull with all her might. She pulled and pulled and then with one final pull, she fell on her bottom and the fishing line was out of the water. On the hook was… nothing. The worm was now gone.

The blonde witch pouted, slamming her fist into the ground, feeling a bit angry. "Aww! I haven't even caught one single fish! That was my last worm too!" She placed the fishing pole off to the side, blowing raspberries.

"Here, let me give you a few of my worms…" Mika reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a few worms. The blonde arched an eyebrow at that, wondering why she kept worms in her pocket of all places.

"I can help you catch a fish, come on." She offered her the worms, waiting for her to take them. The blonde girl looked hesitant, but nodded, wondering how this girl was going to help her catch a fish. She grabbed one of the worms and placed it on the hook. Grabbing the fishing pole, she tossed the fishing line into the water.

Mika corrected her grab on the fishing pole, placing one hand on the pulley and the other just above the pulley. "Make sure when you feel a bite, reel it in with this pulley thing until it just about 90 degrees in and then yank, yank, and give the hardest 3rd yank you can do. I'll even help with the yank."

The young witch nodded. Together they waited for a fish to bite. They didn't talk to one another; they just stared at the water, waiting for a bite. All that can be heard was the soft wind blowing around them.

Finally after what seemed like hours, there was a sharp tug on the fishing line. This alarmed both girls and they immediately got into action. The blonde reeled it in with her all her might while Mika held onto the fishing pole, helping her.

Once they reeled in the fish enough, they gave one yank, then another yank. "Come on, one three, 1, 2," Both Mika and the witch got ready to pull simultaneously, revving up their strength. "3!" With one final harsh yank, they managed to pull the fish out of the water and it landed on them.

"Oof!" They both grunted, feeling a 10 pound salmon on them. It was not bad of a catch, but at least they got something. The young witch plopped the salmon into the bucket nearby, really happy she caught a fish… err… They caught a fish!

"Yes! We got one! That was kind of fun! Thanks!" The blonde beamed. Mika blushed and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment. "Aw, think nothing of it. I just wanted to help out!" The young myth student looked at the salmon moving around in the bucket.

"So, eating that Salmon later?" Mika asked. The blonde looked back at the salmon before returning to look at her. "Well not really. It is for my mom. She always wanted to try Triton Avenue's fish so I came out here to go fishing. Hmm, not sure if one salmon will be enough though." The blonde bit her lip, guessing that she might need four more to satisfy her mother.

"Oh, I never caught your name. Who am I having the pleasure of meeting this day?" The blonde asked with a toothy smile. Mika blushed and looked away a bit. Why was she so nervous around this cute blonde witch?

"Oh… err I am… Mika. Y-You?" She held out her hand, still looking slightly away from her face. She took it in a firm shake, smiling. "It is nice to meet you, Mika. I am Day Summers! I am a witch that can control weather. Judging by you… I say you're a Myth Wizard, eh?"

"Yeah, just an apprentice though." Mika nervously acquired. She nearly fainted when Day placed an arm around her and pulled her close, looking into her chestnut eyes. "Well, Mika, since you been so kind to me… how about we be friends? I never had a wizard friend before, so I am curious to know what you are like."

"S-Sure!" Mika responded, feeling very happy. "Let's be friends!"

Mika stirred awake. The first thing she sees was a clear morning sky. It must have stopped raining. Also, she must have fallen asleep at some point during her crying session. The myth student sighed deeply. It has been quite a long while since she cried like that. Sitting up, she looked at herself and noticed that she was now in new clothing. It looked to be a simple white and black dress that ladies wear around here.

Alarmed, she looked around, hoping to find Christine. To her disappointment, all she saw was Lucas. He was sleeping with his arms over his legs and his face buried in them. Lucas must have dressed her when she was asleep.

She thought of Christine. Mika felt really ashamed of herself. The blonde may be annoying to her by touching her stuff and not obeying a simple order… but all this time… she has been so… kind and caring. She put through all of her physical abuse and yet still wants to help her… until she crossed the line and pissed off Christine.

Mika won't blame the blonde if she doesn't want to see her again. Her heart clenched, feeling remorse for everything that she put Christine through. With any other witch… she would have shrugged it off and went on… but with this woman… she felt terrible.

Perhaps it is time to just leave the woman alone and hope for the best. She can probably fend for herself with those newly found powers of hers. However, how was she going to get off this time period? Once more, Charles and that witch lady that got stuck in here with them are still missing. It will be bad to leave them behind in the past.

Standing up, she was surprised that nobody from the town had returned. They must have been so scared that they took shelter in another place in Salem. She will have to steer clear of towns for now. She must get going. Standing around too long in a place might get her caught.

She tried to walk, but her legs wouldn't let her. They were in so much pain and so did the rest of her body. Mika grunted as she fell to the ground with a flop. It looks like she can't go anywhere without some assistance. She didn't want to admit it, but she wanted Christine here to take care of her wounds and help her go to places… but she knows she already blew it with her.

"M-Mika… you awake?" Lucas had woken up and he stretched his arms with a yawn. Mika tilted her head and looked at him. She nodded in response and then looked at the sky. She found it more interesting than him.

"I put on some new clothes for you since your old one got destroyed by that Humongofrog. You really took a beating from it." Lucas got up from the ground and looked at her.

"Yeah… thanks I guess… I can't even walk or stand for very long. I am like a sitting duck… well, more like a turtle lying on its shell and can't get up." Mika joked at herself, but still feeling depressed. Maybe she should disappear like Christine. No one would miss her; she has been practically mean to everybody… especially witches. She just couldn't control her actions when dealing with a witch.

"Well, we should get moving. People might return and if they find us, we'll be doomed." Lucas grabbed Mika and then lifted her onto his back with ease. She didn't weigh much… maybe 110 pounds… which isn't a problem for him.

"Ugh… I should be fighting this… but I am too tired and too sad to yell." Mika just let him carry her. Not in the mood to do her usual angry punishes or remarks. Lucas grabbed a hold of her legs and tilted his head to look at Mika who was resting her head on his shoulder.

"What are you sad about?" Lucas asked politely. Not going anywhere just yet, he wanted to hear what Mika had on her mind. The rival he knew would never be sad about anything. She was strong, fierce, and determined woman. That is what he liked about her.

"Christine…" Mika mumbled, "I got my hatred and anger towards witches get the better of me and pissed her off. She told me I was the meanest person she has ever met and ran off. She saved my life twice and all I did was be mean to her, right now… I feel really bad." She let a tear roll down her face, not even going to try and hold it back.

"Hey, now," He wiped the tear from her face. "Don't cry. The Mika I know is strong. It is not the end of the world. I am sure Christine will forgive you if you apologize for your actions and try and promise not to hurt her."

"Why?" Mika asked. "She doesn't want to see me anymore. Why bother trying to fix something you can't fix?"

"You don't know that." Lucas chastised her, "I was told Christine was one of the nicest women in this time period. Surely she has room in her heart to forgive you. Also, we need to protect her from those witch hunters until we find a way out of here, so you must try!"

"B-But…"

"No buts!" Lucas wagged a finger at her, "I am not going to let you not try! You must do this! If Christine dies, who knows what might happen! Unlike what happened here, Christine is a major figure witch back in Wizard City and Witch City! So, get a hold of yourself and try! Try if not for my sake but for everyone's sake!"

"… You really are an annoying bastard you know that?" Mika sighed, knowing it was a losing battle. Lucas is going to talk her head off if she doesn't agree and do it. The question is… where would Christine go? She either went back to the Cabin or she ran off to another location to be safe.

"Hmm, have you seen Charles and Mavi? I haven't seen them around and I am worried about them…" Lucas asked. It has been nearly a day since they have been separated from each other.

"I don't know. I haven't seen them either… I spent most of my time in a cabin with Christine after she saw me. They could be anywhere…" Mika could care less about them at the moment, but she knew they would have to find them at some point so they can figure a way out of here together.

"Well, let's get moving… we are bound to find Christine at some point…"

MMMMMMMMM

Christine laid on her the double bed back in the cabin. Her right arm draped over eyes. She felt really depressed. Just when she thought Mika would act towards her differently… she does her usual thing and just yells at her. The blonde had given her kindness for nothing. Mika… she has never met such a stubborn human being in her life. She is worse than those men trying to burn her at the stake.

She hoped she never see that woman ever again. Mika can go back to her time period for all she cares. If she hates witches so much, why bother coming over here where there are witches like her anyways? It made no sense, but she didn't want to think about it too much. The very thought of her just makes her own blood boil, which never happened until she met that horrible woman.

"I can't stay here for too long; people might find me… especially her…" Christine decided it was time for her to leave. Not only is this Cabin not safe, it contained too many memories of that woman. She pulled the wooden magic thing out of her dress and looked at it. Carrying this thing won't be good either… so it would be best to leave it behind just in case Mika does come back over here.

"I'd best write a parting letter for her; just to make sure she doesn't come and find me. I had enough of her…" Christine got out of bed and placed the wooden stick on the ground. Looking around the cabin, she found a quill with an ink bottle and a loose sheet of paper for her to write on. She went to the dining table and began to write.

Her writing is not the best as she was still learning, but she hoped it would get the point across.

Dear Mika,

No mere words describe how much I despise you. I put up with your hatred towards me for far too long. I try to be nice… yet you just wave it off and think of me as an evil human being. Funny, that is how I think about you right now. I am leaving. Don't you ever try and find me. If you do find me… I won't hesitate to hurt you. I am leaving this wooden stick thing for you. I no longer care for it. Just take the thing and go back to your time period… and STAY there.

Goodbye!

P.S.: I never thought to use this in a letter but, FUCK YOU!

-Christine Dalton

Christine got up from the chair and tossed the letter near the wooden stick. She brushed her blonde locks behind her ear and sighed. It was time to go. She opened the door and then slammed it shut behind her, never looking back.

MMMMMMM

Susie opened her eyes, waking up from a good night's sleep. She would have slept longer if it weren't for the sun rays hitting her eye lids. The young diviner yawned and stretched her arms, feeling ready to take on the day.

"Well that was a longer nap than I needed…"

It was time to read the rest of the journal entries. Susie eyed the table she placed them on and she gasped. She got out from the bed and made her way over to them. The journal entries… they were turned to ash! Somebody must have burned them while she was sleeping… but who?

Only one person comes to mind, however, why would she do that now and not earlier when she came to find any clues? That doesn't make any sense…

"I best tell Ambrose what I found out so far… and see if he has information on this Day Summers person."

Time skip, 30 minutes later…

Susie ended up talking to Ambrose about everything that has happened so far. He appeared to be in deep thought as he stared at the painting of Christine Dalton. It still kept emitting a blue aura every few seconds.

"So this shadowy female is to blame… however we don't know who she is… and you say she burned Mika's Journal Entries while you were sleeping?" Ambrose asked, finding all of this interesting to him. A shadowy female punished Mika by sending her into the past for her actions against witches. That is quite a punishment. However, why go through all the trouble? Time Traveling Portals requires very rare materials and very potent magic. She could have just punished her differently. Was she… trying to get Mika to understand a message?

"Yeah… however, do you think she might be related to this Day Summers person? Day is a person Mika fell in love with a few years ago. Do you know who she is, Ambrose?" Susie asked, sitting in the chair on the opposite side of his office desk. Ambrose slowly picked himself up from the desk and walked over to his file cabinet.

"I hear she was quite close to Mika and her family… but I am sure Day Summers is not among us…" Ambrose pulled out a file that had the name, "Day Summers". He tossed it on his desk for Susie to look at.

"What do you mean not among us? Did she die?" Susie was confused… she could have sworn that shadowy female might be Day Summers herself… She opened the file and it had a picture of Day and her biography. It was a blonde woman with jade eyes, couple of freckles, and a scar on her neck.

Susie immediately looked at the painting of Christine and then back at the photo. The two women… they were undeniably similar. It can't be a coincidence. Ambrose noticed she was making comparisons between the two women and nodded in response.

"Yes indeed, those 2 are indeed similar. In fact, one could say that Christine Dalton is an ancestor of Day Summers in some way." Ambrose sat back down at his desk and clasped his hands together, watching Susie look at the file some more.

"This is freaky…" Susie commented, finding this all so… overwhelming. She looked at the death certificate of Day Summers and was immediately shocked at what she found. Her death date was…

February 6th, 2028…

"That was the day Mika changed into a completely different person!" Susie exclaimed. Ambrose nodded, knowing where she was getting at.

"Something happened that day that changed Mika's life forever… we are not sure what happened exactly as that day and case… is still… a mystery to us…" Ambrose sighed. He was not really expecting this subject to be brought up again… but since Mika is in the past where she hates witches… it was inevitable.

"I didn't want to believe that Mika changed because of that day as she was such a strong and smart woman… but it happened…" Ambrose continued, closing the file and setting it aside. He reached into the drawer of his desk and pulled out an article. He handed it to Susie without a word.

The diviner took a look of the title of the article. "Deaths at the FrogWhisperer Household! Suspect has not been found!" Susie heard about that story… but never really understood it fully. She looked to Ambrose, wondering if he can enlighten her on this.

"I don't really want to recall my experience with that case… but since you are curious…" Ambrose began as he closed his eyes, remembering the horrible event. "But… this is the gist of the story…"

I had arrived at the FrogWhisperer Household when I heard there was a fire.

Ambrose panted as he arrived at the Myth House. The whole place was on fire and Ice and Storm wizards were doing their best to put it out. He made his way to one of them, hoping to find some answers to this mysterious fire.

"What happened?!" Ambrose demanded, wanting to know everything.

"We heard screams from the house and then the whole place just caught on Fire! Other wizards are inside the house now… I think the FrogWhisperer Family is still inside!" An Ice wizard woman replied, casting a blizzard on the house to try and douse this very strong fire.

When I heard that the FrogWhisperers were still inside. I had to go see for myself… I had a bad feeling about this.

Ambrose cursed under his breath and tried to run as fast as he can to the House. Being old was not doing him justice. Once he made it to the front door, he burst through, looking around. He coughed as the smoke got to him. Placing an arm over his nose and mouth, he made his way around.

He made his way into the kitchen area. To his absolute horror, he saw Mika's parents on the floor, dead. They looked like they were killed by a deadly curse. Their faces had the look of pure horror, mouths agape. Their skin is that of a rotten flesh of a Zombie. There were other wizards in the room with gas masks on, taking a photo of the scene, all while being careful of the fire and spells that were casted to douse the place.

When I saw the faces of the dead parents of Mika's… To say that I was shocked… was a big understatement. I wanted to know who would do such a thing… and why…

"Where is Mika?!" Ambrose asked, worried if she was dead like her parents as well. He didn't want one of his valued students to be dead as well.

"She is in the living room! The other rescuers here are taking care of her… but…"

Ambrose ran out of the room as soon as he heard living room. He ran and ran all while covering his mouth and nose, blocking out the smoke as best he can. He went into the living room and sees…

What I saw when I went into the living room… was… almost life changing.

Day Summers was on the floor, dead. A sword… was stabbed into her heart. Blood was splattered all over the furniture and the floor around her. The blonde's eyes were wide open, her mouth closed. She looked to have died with the look of shock. Ambrose couldn't believe his eyes.

On the opposite side of her, two men were holding onto a practically lifeless Mika. She was beaten up badly and blood was trickling down her mouth. The men were trying to get her to wake up, but were failing miserably.

"What happened here?!"

"Dunno! We found Day Summers dead when we came in and Mika was passed out near her body. We almost thought she was dead too but that was before we checked her pulse." One of the men answered as he picked up Mika and then placed her on his back.

"I… I…" Mika muttered, but went into unconsciousness a few seconds later. Ambrose looked beyond worried and wondered if there was anyone else in the house.

"Is there anybody else in this House?!"

"No sir! Only Mika's parents, Mika herself, and Day were the only people in this House when we arrived. No one else was here!"

Since that day… Mika became meaner and more hostile. When police questioned her, she refused to talk about anything related to what happened in her House. When bringing up Witches to her… she got REALLY angry. She even assaulted a police officer for even mentioning it. We don't know why she changed so… drastically… it was a mystery to us at the time.

Evidence was few… not one single thing lead to a specific person. The Sword belonged to nobody and it had fingerprints that belonged to all 4 of them. The Curse that killed Mika's parents could have been casted by any Wizard or Witch. The cause of the Fire is unknown. Witnesses only heard the screams and saw a fire.

The case was never solved. No suspects… no hard evidence… not even a motive. There were theories that any one of them could have committed the crime, but it made no sense. There were suspicions a 5th person was involved… but no evidence to back that up either. We soon gave up, but that event was burned into our brains forever…especially mine.

"My god…" Susie remarked after he finished his story. So that's what happened. No wonder Mika is the way she is now. Anybody who went through that would have their lives changed for the worse. However… something seemed… awfully off about this story. 3 people dead… Mika was beaten up… but not dead.

"You seem to be in deep thought. Do you think you have something?" Ambrose asked.

"Not really… however, I can't shake the feeling that something else happened that day." Susie responded. She was trying to put two and two together and see if they click… but nothing came up. There has to be something…

She was going to spend every day researching if she has to. It may be all for nothing, but… she has to try. God damn it… she will try.

MMMMMMM

Christine sat at the pond, her bare feet in the water, letting it relax her sore feet. She sighed, feeling relief. She had been walking for hours and she needed some rest. Thankfully she had found this small pond.

"Much better…" Christine closed her eyes, letting herself relax to the quiet atmosphere around her. No towns in sight it seems and not a single person around. This was great, but she knew she needed to keep moving if she doesn't want to be found.

She heard two croaks from behind her and she opened her eyes in alarm. Christine turned her head around and sees two toads, looking at her. Well at least they weren't huge. She smiled and greeted the toads. "Hi there! Pleasant day isn't it?"

"Indeed…" One of the toads croaked out, it had a calm man's voice. This alarmed Christine to the point where she almost jumped up in shock. Talking toads?! She almost wanted to faint. She thought she was used to seeing strange things… but things just got a lot stranger!

"Please, do not be alarmed." The second toad spoke. This one was feminine. Christine looked at them strangely, but tried her best to calm down. Talking to talking toads was not what she expected to do in her life.

"You are C-Christine, yes?" The female toad asked, but she seemed embarrassed talking to her. Christine just nodded slowly. "How do you know my name? And just who are you?" The blonde asked. She practically had a hunch on the answer on how they know… but waited for confirmation.

"I am Charles… and this strange woman is Mavi." The male toad introduced. The female toad gave him a glare for that, but he ignored it. "We are from the future…"

Figures… more people that know that horrible woman. Christine rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Let me guess… you are looking for Mika, huh?" She asked bitterly. The blonde didn't really want to talk about that woman.

"Well I suppose you could say that… but we are also looking for a way to turn back to normal… as we are… not really toads…" Charles explained. Christine uncrossed her arms, wondering how she is supposed to help these… strange toads… to turn back to normal.

"How am I going to help you with that? I don't really even know my powers that well…" Christine asked, tilting her head to the side. As much as she would love to help… how can she if she doesn't know how to? "And if you are not toads… then how did you turn into one?"

"That… we do not know. Myself, Mavi, Mika, and this other boy named Lucas got stuck in a Time traveling portal. We were sent to this time period. Mavi and I woke up after our landing and we were toads…" Charles decided to do all the explaining because he knew Mavi was not really a talker and she gets embarrassed easily when talking to girls. Not that he blames her. Christine is quite a beauty.

"Uh… ok." Christine didn't quite understand, but went along with it. "So how can I help you with this… predicament that you two have?"

"Well first, we would like to be reunited with that mean Mika and the boy Lucas if possible. They know how to turn us back to normal." Charles suggested. Christine narrowed her eyes and didn't look like she wanted to help at all. With a huff, she turned her head around.

"I am sorry. I don't want to see that woman again. You'll have to go find her yourself…" Christine replied, getting up and looked as if she was about to leave. "I wish you good luck…"

"Wait!" Charles begged. He wondered how the hell Mika pissed off this gentle soul. She must have done something really bad if Christine is acting the way she is. Suddenly, they heard something they didn't expect to hear. They froze in place; the sound of it brought shivers to each of them.

"HAHAHAHAH! I see our fellow witch! HAHAHAH!"

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Think you have an idea on what happened? Well I don't think you do. The answer isn't exactly obvious. Anyways, this chapter is not my favorite… but I tried. I will see you in 1-2 weeks with another update hopefully as I think on more ideas. Ciao!