Angel: Sorry for the long delay, but college gets top priority, not this story. So sorry. And of course this story reached double digit chapters… yay. Ok, enough of that, time to get serious. Ann Glerr is not really my OC. My girlfriend Brooke made me put her in. So I did. I really couldn't make any more OC's of my own… seriously. I have made 106 GIRL OC's. I think I should stop making new ones.

Ok. Next thing to address is the meaning of those flashbacks/dreams. Mika has a hard time remembering any dreams she has so she never comments on them if she can't even remember them. Think of it as a problem of hers. The meaning behind those flashbacks/dreams is to just give you more clues into what exactly happened during that 'event'. I am obviously not going to reveal it until the story is two-thirds done. (Chapter 14) The time will vary in those flashbacks/dreams, just so you know. They are not going in order.

I changed the fact that Bianca and Sakuya will appear in this chapter. It wouldn't really make sense if they did appear in here right now. So I'll just give them a lot of screen time next chapter along with Charles and Mavi who appear briefly in here.

That is all to address. Long Author's note is long. Read and enjoy.

Angel presents…

WITCHES AND WIZARDS PART 2

CHAPTER 10: Spread the hate!

"You know," Mika started as she was still being levitated into the air and being led off somewhere to find Christine. "This is kind of making me feel air sick…" Ann looked at her incredulously, rolled her eyes, and then turned her head to keep looking forward.

"What? You are not that far off from the ground and I am barely even twirling you." Ann sighed, just slightly tired of Mika's complaining. Very few made her tired… and she is one of them. She can be pretty laid back with complaints… but she takes it to a whole new level.

"Christine could be anywhere… if you have been searching for her for over a year… what makes you think you can find her now?" Mika asked. Ann just shrugged in response and kept on moving. "I don't know. I am pretty determined when I set my mind to it… I just… know I am going to find her sooner or later…"

"Heh," Mika chuckled, "You remind me of Lucas…" She then realized what she was forgetting and smacked herself in the head. "Oh fuck me, I forgot about Lucas… I was supposed to stay at the Cabin when he was looking for food. Now he is probably wondering where the hell I am…"

"Meh, men. Who needs them? He can probably find us if he sets his mind to it. I am not going back." Ann remarked harshly. Mika looked at her strangely. Did she have some sort of hatred towards men? Well, that would confirm her sexuality… but it is not like she wanted to know that information.

"Do you hate men for some reason?"

Ann looked at her for a brief moment before looking back on the trail before her. "I just have bad experiences with them. I thought men were cool and cute back in the past… but now I just think they are a bunch of snobs. Well, they are to me at least. Don't care for them. They can go away for all I care, especially those witch hunters."

Mika contemplated on what she just said. That… sort of is what happened to her… except it is with Witches… not men. It kind of made her feel bad for being such a jerk to the witches before she met Christine. She made no comment and just let herself be carried in the air. Maybe someday she'll get over her prejudice. Realizing that… prejudice is bad… and she should be sorry for it.

"If you are hungry…" Ann unzipped her backpack and got out a jar of peanut butter. "Sorry if it is not a good lunch to be eating… but it is the last remaining foods I have with me when I came here… Over a year and it is nearly gone…" She tossed it over to her. Mika looked at it for a second before opening the lid. Only half of it was gone. She doesn't like getting her hands dirty when eating food, but it is not like they have utensils here.

"I…" Mika sighed, wondering why it was so hard to say thank you to a witch. Ann shushed her before she got anything else out of her mouth. "Don't waste your breath. I am just happy to help… You know… you are not too bad. You are certainly much different than what I read in the papers 2 years ago…"

"Maybe I am getting softer…" Mika was not sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. As if reading her mind, Ann responded with, "It's a good thing. You know what I think…" Ann asked her as she looked over her shoulder at Mika, who was scooping up peanut butter with her index finger.

"What?" The silver haired teen asked as she placed the sticky tasty paste in her mouth. She was not a fan of peanut butter, but it would have to do for now. Her stomach was growling.

"I think… you don't really hate witches at all…" Ann replied. Mika looked at her, not sure if she followed. What did she mean? She still hates witches. She wouldn't be mean to her if she didn't. The brunette saw this and decided to continue. "Mika… you don't hate witches. Whatever happened to you that made you the way you are… It is just a shell or a wall you put up… to protect yourself…"

Mika looked into the jar of peanut butter as she listened to the words coming out of her mouth. "You felt hurt… so you put up this wall you made yourself and sticking with that wall. You became someone you are not… and blame it on Witches. Underneath that wall… you are a kind hearted wizard who just felt… betrayed…" Ann continued, wondering if this was getting to Mika.

"When you met Christine… I bet you couldn't believe that she was a very kind Witch. You have been sticking to this belief that all witches are evil… and yet you found one that isn't. Once you realized you hurt her feelings… you felt bad and let a little of your wall down or if you prefer, get out of your shell a bit. You are starting to be the person you once were… little by little at this realization."

"Maybe you are thinking too much you therapy witch…" Mika sighed, not sure if she wanted to believe that. "You don't know me… Stop assuming things!" Ann remained unfazed by her outburst and just shrugged her shoulders. She kept walking forward, carrying Mika with her.

"Believe what you wish… Someday soon… you will realize it…"

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Susie was carrying some newspaper clippings she got from the library and was walking towards the FrogWhisperer household. She was going to do some research into this whole event that changed Mika's life. There was something awfully fishy about it that she just couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Oh, if it isn't Susie… one of my favorite little girls…" An old woman's voice broke her out of her thoughts and then looked behind her. A 60 year old woman with grey hair, glasses, a few notable wrinkles, and a bad posture was looking at her. She smiled, seeing that it was her old nanny, Olivia. Her house was practically right behind the Myth House.

"Hey!" She walked up to her and gave her a hug. "I haven't seen you in a while…"

"It is good to see you, dear… what is that you got there?" Olivia asked, pointing to the newspaper clippings she was carrying.

"Oh, it is just some old newspapers about the mysterious murders and the arson at Mika's House. I am trying to figure out what really happened that day…" She replied, gesturing her head to the House in question. Olivia let out a murmur of understanding.

"Ah… you know… I didn't really hear much about the case… I just know the people involved, the murders, and the arson… It must have been heart breaking for Mika…" Olivia exclaimed. She sighed as she moved over to the Mooshu samurai statue in her lawn. "Losing her parents and losing such a good friend all in one day…" She spoke as she cleaned it with a nice wet cloth.

"Yeah… Mika changed so much since that day that I hardly know her anymore…" Susie replied with a sad sigh. She looked at the Samurai Statue that Olivia was cleaning and noticed that he was not holding onto anything. "Olivia… what happened to that sword that your statue is supposed to be holding?"

Olivia paused in thought, trying to remember back. She tapped her chin in thought before looking at Susie to give her an honest answer. "To be honest… I do not know. I was on vacation for a week when the sword suddenly disappeared from my valuable statue… I thought that maybe some hooligans made off with it…"

Wait a minute… A sword… missing? Susie looked back at the Myth House. She noticed that one of the windows had boards over it as it has not been replaced. The other windows looked to be in fine condition even after the fire 2 years ago. However, that one window was the only one broken. She looked back at the statue and placed two and two together.

Day Summers was stabbed in the heart with a sword that supposedly did not belong to anyone… and yet… Olivia's statue is missing its sword and just about directly behind the Myth House. This cannot be a coincidence….

Susie then decided to play out what might have happened with this new info.

Detective Mode scenario…

The Myth House caught on fire, screams were heard inside. The screams probably belonged to Mika's parents. There was grunting following afterwards that probably belonged to Mika and some other person or persons. The Statue that was on Olivia's property started shaking. How the sword came loose is still unknown… however the sword was lifted up somehow and crashed into the first story window.

Susie bit her lip. It seemed plausible… however there are more blanks to fill. That explains how the murder weapon got there… the question was… who did it and why? It could help the theory of a 5th person if they used a spell or something to get the sword there and kill Day Summers… but how did all 4 of the people involved have fingerprints on it? Well at least she was a step in the right direction. She looked at Olivia and hugged her. "Thanks Olivia! You really helped me out!"

The young diviner ran towards the Myth House with the newspaper clippings, determined to know more. The old woman just watched her leave, feeling quite confused.

"How did I help?"

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Christine got up from the ground, her body still trembling from eating the apple. She wiped away the juices that lingered on her lips. The Apple she took a bite out of was on the ground and turning rotten after it had done its job. Everything was starting to become clear in her mind. The truth was finally revealed to her. Christine has changed mentally; however, her appearance stayed the same. Unlike the witches before her, her eyes still remained the pure green. If one were to look at her, she doesn't seem to be remotely evil.

The now mentally changed blonde looked at the witches who were staring back at her. Their red evil eyes were pleased at this new transformation of the young witch.

"Thank you… you made me see just how much these so called worshipers of God are evil themselves…" Christine muttered, founding new found hatred towards these so called Christians that are doing God's work. "They shall repent their sins…" The blonde held up a hand to her face, looking at it. "Repent their sins… with their LIFE!" She pointed her finger up into the air. A cloud appeared and a lightning bolt attacked the ground near her, making a nasty impact in the earth.

"Yes." The first witch nodded in agreement. "Those witch hunters are no better than us. However," She paused as she looked at Christine intently. The blonde looked like she was thirsty for blood of the ones who have sinned. "To demonstrate and test your powers… let us take out the one you despise the most… Mika… I believe the name is…"

"Mi…ka…" Christine closed her eyes as she thought of that insufferable woman. Deep inside she really hated her… but now… can she really go out and kill the woman that had saved her life not once… but twice… and still treat her like she was a bad person? "Why don't I finish off the witch hunters first? They deserve to die first. I can give 'special' treatment to that woman later?" There was some part of her that was hesitant to even think of killing Mika, but she somehow did not mind killing those witch hunters very painfully so.

"The Witch Hunters do deserve to die in a painful way… however… regardless of the fact…" The second witch started as she walked around the new young witch, "This strange Mika woman has done nothing but hurt you and above all despises you… sure she has done 'few' good things for you… but it don't overlook what she did to you…" She was aware that there was still some hesitancy and some of the 'pure' mind of Christine was still there. They needed for her corrupted mind to overpower her so called "Angel" like mind. Just a few pushes will get it going.

"Christine, don't you hate all the verbal and physical abuse that woman has put you through?" The first witch asked. The blonde didn't respond. All she did was clench her fists at the memories of the abuse Mika did to her. "She despised you, saved your life, despises you more, and then saves you again. Just when you think she changed… she does it again… Doesn't that make you angry?"

"Y-Yes… indeed it does… just thinking of her makes my blood boil…" Christine muttered. Unknowingly, she made some storm clouds appear. All her anger was making the weather change a bit. The witches took note of this and it seemed to be working.

"Don't you want to get rid of her for good? Mika may one day look for you, find you, and then kill you for all you know. It is a dangerous world we live in… KILL… OR BE KILLED! Do you want that, Christine? Do you want to die?" The first witch asked loudly. Christine was clenching fists so hard that it almost looked painful. She looked at them, rage evident in her green eyes.

"NO! I will live! Her blood will spill!" It started to pour and pour, soaking Christine from head to toe. Sounds of thunder drummed into her ears. It was done. Christine's mind has been fully corrupted. She is now a blood thirsty woman on a mission to do harm to everyone that made her angry.

"Very well then…" The two witches mounted their broomsticks knowing that Christine is going after Mika first. "We shall be heading off. Good luck on your killing spree. Make her and every single one of them witch hunters pay dearly…" With that, the two witches flew off into the sky, laughing that evil laugh of theirs. Christine watched them go for a second before looking towards the forest area.

"I didn't want to do this, Mika. However, you are a horrible woman… and deserve to die. May the lord have mercy on your very soul…" Christine murmured as she walked towards the forest, ready to find that woman as the weather got worse.

Charles and Mavi hopped out of the pond and looked at one another. This was bad news. Christine is now out to kill Mika thanks to those evil witches. Judging by Christine's new found powers in what seemed to be the weather… it looks like she might be more than a match for the likes of Mika.

"This could be bad for her. Although I must admit, I do want Mika to be harmed a little…" Charles remarked, knowing he should feel bad for saying that, but Mika does deserve a little pain for everything she has done thus far. "If only we could find some way to find her and warn her of Christine's now corrupted mind."

All Mavi could do was nod. However, as toads, they won't cover a lot of distance like this. They had to try though. How big is Salem anyways? They might run into her eventually… hopefully.

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Susie looked over the newspaper clippings while sitting on the couch. Various other newspaper clippings were spread out on the coffee table. A bag of Fritos chips was next to her for her to snack on while she continued to investigate this mystery.

"Let's see… the estimated time of death of Mr. Frogwhisperer and Miss Jules was around 5:40 PM. The fire started at 5:41 PM. Day Summers death was at 6:00 PM." Susie read as she skimmed through the newspaper clipping. She popped a chip into her mouth to chew as she thought of this new information.

So then… the sword must have been brought into the House before Mika's parents died since all 4 of them have fingerprints on the thing. Unless the killer decided to make things more confusing by making the dead bodies of Mika's parents touch the hilt.

Well that information doesn't really help much. None of it really gives a clue to whoever did it. She grabbed the other newspaper clipping on the coffee table and began to skim through it, hoping to find some legitimate clues. This one was an interview with Mika.

Mika FrogWhisperer! What happened inside your home?! How do you feel about this whole thing?

-Reporter

I don't really want to give comments on what happened in my house. What happened in my house stays in my house. None of it really matters anyways. The only thing I could say to all of you right now is that I hate witches with a passion now. Nothing will change my opinion on them. Nobody will tell me to be nice to them. Not my friend, Susie, not Ambrose, not anyone! No more questions!

-Mika

That was something she already knew… but confirmation is fine… she guesses. She flipped to the backside of the newspaper clipping and sees another interview. This one belonged to the now widowed Paige Summers, the mother of Day Summers.

Miss Paige! How do you feel about the murder of your husband and your daughter?

-Reporter

It is so sad that my new husband passed away and my daughter as well… Who would do such a thing? I was looking forward to living a life with my husband and my new daughter-in-law Mika and Day. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. I wanted to take care of Mika… but she won't let me. She said that I was a demon spawn and that I should go back to the hell I came from. She… She changed so much. She even tossed out all my belongings out the window and ordered me to get the hell out.

I hope the police will find the culprit behind all of this. Who would do something like this to us? Just who? None of us have any enemies… I can never rest until I see the person responsible be thrown in jail and get the maximum punishment for what he or she did. This is unforgivable! For now… all I can do is head back to Witch City where I used to live. I hope to God that things will be resolved soon…

-Paige Summers

"…Huh. I wonder what happened to Paige Summers after she went back to Witch City." Susie asked herself as she set down the newspaper clipping. She popped another chip into her mouth as she thought of this information.

"I don't know much about Paige… could she tie in with these murders and the reason why Mika hates witches? Something seems fishy… and it ain't the smell in the kitchen…" Susie plugged her nose, still not used to the smell in the kitchen. She looked over to the kitchen door and sighed. "Seriously, that stench needs to go…"

The House shook a bit and a crash was heard outside. Susie was alarmed. It sounded like part of the Cyclops head had fallen off the house. That meant Mika was slowly but surely being forgotten as time goes on without her in this present time period. Her history will be wiped out within half a year at this rate.

"Come on Ambrose…" Susie pleaded, "Find a way to bring Mika back fast!"

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"I need a rest for my powers…" Ann groaned, feeling quite tired of using the levitation spell on Mika for too long. She gently placed Mika on her feet before cutting off the magical energy she had for the spell. Sitting on the ground, she fanned herself as she looked at the now rainy and stormy sky. Ann was overheating. The rain and wind did nothing to cool down her body from using too much magical energy and above all just plain energy.

"So strange… it was such a beautiful day like 10 minutes ago… Now it is raining like hell and lightning is popping up in places…" Ann remarked, wondering how it would rain so fast. It almost seemed to be done by a different source other than Mother Nature herself.

"I don't know." Mika shrugged as she sat herself down. "However, it does feel familiar…"

Ann collected some of the rain drops in her hands and drank from it, hoping to cool down her body. "Let me rest for 5 more minutes, then we can find shelter for a while so we can get dry. Can't find Christine in this weather…"

"Kay, whatever witch." Mika waved her off as she laid herself on the ground and closed her eyes. Ann made no comment on what she just said and just looked at the sky. The brunette sighed as she sees lightning strike from not too far.

"So… while I am recovering… are you by chance attracted to Christine?" Ann asked, wanting to see what Mika's reaction is. She wasn't disappointed.

The myth student shot up and looked at her with anger and disbelief. "W-What?! N-No… I am not attracted to her in that way! I am not even close to liking her!"

"Ah, but if you didn't like her you wouldn't feel regret now would you?" Ann pointed out with a hint of a smile. Mika's eyes softened and she eventually sighed and laid back down on the ground, an arm over her eyes in shame.

"The truth is… I want to like her, but… my heart… still has this DEEP hatred for witches… It is so hard…" Mika whispered. "It keeps telling me that witches are evil and that I should never let my guard down for even a second…"

"Well hun, I can assure you that I ain't evil and neither is my beautiful ancestor. It may take a while to get that trust back in ya again… but it will come… and then perhaps you will begin to like Christine. Be friends with her and maybe…" Ann waggled her eyebrows a bit, "You can probably…"

"Uh… not going to happen…" Mika stopped her, knowing where she was going. "I am not dating a witch! Not now, probably not ever. Besides though, she will disappear in 6 months and then I won't see her ever again…" The myth student paused. She didn't want to admit it… but the thought of never seeing Christine ever again after making amends with her… made her really sad.

"…Yeah… I suppose…" Ann just remembered that she is supposed to disappear off the face of the earth on August 28th. However, where is what begs the question and also… how. Did her ancestor somehow created a portal for herself to leave Earth? She doubted it… as her family line can only either control parts of the weather or full on control it but have a limit. That, and one other ability which ranges from levitation to curses.

"At least you'll be able to be on friendly terms with her and get to know her better once we do find her. Sure 6 months is a short amount of time… but… it is better than nothing…" Ann added in. Mika shrugged and stood up from the ground. She stared up into the sky, wondering if this will all work out somehow in the end.

…

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a lightning strike from afar and then somehow stood still for a second or two. Mika's eyes widened as she sees that it was now pointing at her. She immediately jumped out of the way as a lightning bolt struck the ground where she once was. Ann looked at her in shock.

"What the?! Did you piss off God or something?! Jesus!"

Mika didn't respond, her heart pounding from the very close call. As a myth student, she was very weak towards anything that remotely relates to storm. A bolt of lightning can nearly kill her! She took a few seconds to calm down her heart rate before getting back on her own two feet.

"No. That wasn't a force of nature… someone is trying to deliberately kill me!" Ann looked at her in disbelief before standing up herself. "What? Who would want to kill you? The only people that can control weather or parts of it are people in my family line!"

Mika looked at Ann before going into account of what she just said. If what she said is true… then the only person that could do that was…

"Mika…"

That voice was familiar and it brought chills down her spine at how low and somewhat menacing it sounded. She knew that voice well. Mika stared off into the forest area. It was hard to see past the trees, but she continued to stare, knowing someone was there.

A flash of lightning lit up the area a bit and it revealed Christine, staring back at her. In her eyes, it looked like she wanted to kill. Mika froze in place, not believing what she just saw.

"N-No… This must be some kind of a sick joke!"

To be continued…