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The Witch Hunter

"My name is Jack Fenton," Danny's dad said, launching into his long story, "Please don't think any less of me for what I'm about to tell you until you let me finish the whole story. My dad was a shoemaker in a small village up north. I grew up in fear of people like sorcerers, and when I was grown, I decided that was going to change."

"I became an amateur witch hunter, hoping that I could take down a few witches. I practiced witch extermination procedures for when I met the real thing. I was hoping to become more than just an amateur, but in my hometown, the witches only came a couple random nights a month and that made witch hunting hard. I decided I was done waiting for witches to come to me. I was going to look for where the witches lived."

"Everyone knows that witches live in the woods, so I packed my stuff and went into the woods alone. I got lost on my first day, but I didn't give up hope of finding a warlock to exterminate."

"I was running low on food and other supplies after the first week, but I didn't know how to return to civilization. I was about to give up and resign myself to dying alone in the woods when I finally spotted a village. I headed there as quickly as I could, not knowing that I'd finally found what I'd been looking for. By that point I was more concerned about survival than witch hunting."

"When I got to the village, I noticed something unsettling to me. Most folks in town were wearing the robes of sorcerers! They were white and they were made of coarse material, but they were sorcerers' robes. I'd set out to destroy small groups of the enemy, and had walked right into a whole town of their weirdos. I wished I had died in the woods, as I didn't think anyone there, even being weirdos and all, would refrain from torturing me. I was really antsy."

"But I was desperate, so I begged for food anyway. I was given some pitying looks and the food that I asked for. I didn't think that anyone in town would help me, even when I was desperate, so I was confused."

"Word spread quickly that there was a new face in town and that the newcomer was a non magical with witch hunting equipment. The mayor wanted to investigate if the rumors were true, if a witch hunter had come to their home. He came to see me, with his wife and two daughters close behind. He asked who I was and what I meant by entering their town with witch hunting stuff. His daughters were looking at me curiously, as if they'd never seen anything like me before."

"I admitted I was a witch hunter, desperate for provisions, and I asked for mercy. The mayor offered me a deal. If I would get rid of my witch hunting stuff, and never leave the city, then I could become part of their town of Weissstadt and work for money for what I needed. If I refused, they would kill me, not for being a non magical, but for witch hunting. Thinking the deal was too good to be true, I accepted the deal and became a shoemaker, like my father, in Weissstadt."

"I was always suspicious of my fellow townsfolk and tried to avoid contact with everyone, but crowds of giggling girls, who had never seen someone move to Weissstadt before, found me wherever I hid. The mayor's youngest daughter, Maddie, was especially fascinated by me."

"Truthfully, Maddie was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. If she hadn't been a witch, I might've been interested in her. The longer I tried to shut myself away from the other residents of Weissstadt, the lonelier I became, even when I was not alone. I started to accept, and even welcome Maddie's presence."

"She taught me about the history of Weissstadt, and of the beliefs of the Weissvolk who lived there. She taught me how the Weissvolk had broken away from mainstream magical society when they challenged the practices that non magicals feared witches and wizards for. She showed me the beautiful side of magic – the side the Weissvolk still embraced – used for healing, obtaining necessary supplies, giving relief, and creating a better life for everyone."

"Soon after, I stopped being so suspicious of the Weissvolk, and I began to accept magic too. Maddie became more and more beautiful to me, and eventually, I asked for her hand in marriage."

"The mayor was getting old and knew that he would die within a few years. He was looking for husbands for his daughters so they would be taken care after he was gone. I had changed from the penniless witch hunter I once was, and the mayor knew I would take good care of his daughter. He allowed me and Maddie to get married."

"I thought that the day I married my darling sweetheart was the happiest day of my life, but before long, a tiny daughter was born to us. We named her Jasmine. I knew that Jasmine would probably turn out to be a witch, but that didn't worry me like it would've when I left my hometown. I wanted my daughter to be a witch if she was going to be raised in Weissstadt."

"Sure enough, when you, our second child, were on the way, Jazz showed signs of magic. We had a little party to celebrate. Our little girl was a witch!"

"It seemed like hardly any time had passed at all when you born. You developed your powers unusual early – at only two months old! Children who showed signs of magic so early normally grew up to be powerful mages, so Maddie and I were justly proud of you."

"But then, Black Witches and Wizards found Weissstadt, despite the protective spells on the town. Their leaders began raiding the town. Several families disappeared. There was a lot of fear among us once they'd found Weissstadt."

"The Weissvolk had some serious meetings to find a way to end the raids. They were trying to develop stronger magical defenses on the town. They had almost found a solution when the raiders came to town once again."

"They entered our home. One of them, who identified himself as Vlad Dunkel . . . "

"You know Master Dunkel?" Daniel interrupted.

"I know he's one of the lowlife that hurt our family," Jack said.

"No wonder why he gives me the creeps," said Daniel. "So what exactly did he do?"

"I was getting there. Vlad Dunkel has a magic sense. He got pretty excited when he felt how much magic you already had as a little baby. While the others were taking me and Maddie down, he assessed you kids. He did a few tests and concluded that you had a magic sense. He said it was times like that when he himself really loved having a magic sense."

"Vlad Dunkel said he had his own son, and didn't want to deal with giving you your basic training, but that he'd like to train you himself when you were old enough. He said he knew of a nearby witch who could take an apprentice or two. He'd let her give you your basic training, and when you were older, he'd check on your progress until you were ready to be trained by him."

"Meanwhile, the others, perhaps thinking to scare us, told us that you were going to need wands, and that we would do nicely. I'm afraid I can't tell you anything beyond that. We both already know that they did turn your mother and I into your wands."

By the end of his father's story, Daniel's stomach was turning, and he was feeling pretty disgusted with the warlocks he'd grown up being taught to respect. Just from hearing about it, he almost missed Weissstadt too. He would've been so much happier if Master Dunkel and the others hadn't taken them during a raid. "I wish I could've grown up there instead of with Mistress Schwartzekatze," he said.

"I wish you could've too," said Jack. "It really hurts to know that you and your sister are being taught that you must live their way or you'll be punished. But Danny, I'm so proud of you for doing what few others dare to do – doing what feels like the right thing even with the threat of social rejection and punishment hanging over you. You've done well my son, and I'm looking forward to our family living in Weissstadt again."

Daniel smiled when his dad told him that, but their reunion was ruined way too soon for Daniel's liking. He and his dad heard some unwelcome crunching noises, and they seemed to be coming closer. They couldn't stick around any longer!