Chapter Fourteen: A Witness
The sound of birds tweeting filled her ears, and Jitsumi looked around to observe her surroundings. She was standing in the middle of a forest, outside of a tiny cottage that seemed fit for one or possibly two. What a cute little house, she thought with a smile. Just then, the door to the cottage creaked slowly open, and out slipped a toddler who resembled someone Jitsumi had recently met. Yes, this surely was the younger version of Mary, but why was she here? Mary sat down in the grass with a giggle and began picking wildflowers in various colors. After she had collected a few handfuls, she started making a flower crown. Aw, how adorable, Jitsumi thought to herself. She decided to sit down beside the young Mary, who didn't even seem to notice. Nothing really happened for quite a while, with the only sounds being the songs of the birds which Mary happily hummed along to. Everything seemed to be just like a normal day, that is, until two boys who must've been somewhere around Jitsumi's age appeared.
They went up to Mary and started torturing the poor girl by pulling her hair forcefully and doing other painful things. Mary cried and begged them to stop, yet the boys could care less. They only snickered at her pleas.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" Jitsumi shouted, leaping to her feet furiously.
The boys completely ignored her as well, and continued tormenting Mary. Jitsumi glared at them and attempted to push them away from the poor child, but she only went right through them, causing her to fall to the plush forest grass.
"What the...?" she muttered to herself.
Jitsumi could do nothing except sit on the ground and watch helplessly as they continuously injured the younger version of her new friend. Jitsumi felt horrible, staring at Mary's crying face and listening to her desperate sobs. She squeezed her eyes shut and covered her ears with her hands.
"Stop," she managed out in a whisper. "Stop!" This time she spoke in a yell, though it still meant nothing. Her words merely faded into the air.
Suddenly, another person rushed into the scene. This person was an older woman, who looked a bit like Mary but not enough to actually be her. This woman pulled Mary away from the two boys, but it seemed that they weren't finished yet. The boys continued trying to attack them, so the woman turned to face them with a deadly glare, her eyes glinting red and making contact with one of the boys. This boy completely froze in his place, as if he were turned to stone... No way, could that be Mary's mother, Jitsumi wondered, they did mention that she's part medusa. She resumed watching the events enfolded before her.
The boy who wasn't frozen rose a blunt wooden object above his head, intending to attack the now weakened mother. Jitsumi's eyes widened and, even though she knew it was a futile thing to do, she rushed over to the group.
"Stop!" she yelled, reaching out a hand that could only do nothing.
Yet (as she suspected) her efforts had no effect on anyone, and the remaining boy carried out his plan. The little Mary had more tears in her eyes and Jitsumi's heart throbbed painfully in her chest as they watched the older woman collapse onto the ground. Jitsumi buried her face in her hands and shook her head repeatedly. No, I don't want to see this, she thought, this is horrible, I hate this! I don't want to see anymore!
A/N: Going back to what I said in the last note, I'm going to be posting a few chapters at a time until there aren't any more left. I don't think I'll post all of them right now (because there's like 30 in total), but there won't be such a huge gap in between updates like there usually is. I think five at a time is enough, right?