The witches of music
Rap = Kanye
Pop = Michael Jackson
Rock = Freddie Mercury
Reggae = Bob Marley
Metal = jimmie hendrix
Country = billie ray cyrus
Jazz = miles Davis
the forgotten genres
classical- Antonio Vivaldi
house- a duo, daft punk
Plot synopsis: HotW like Flubaru, had all the authorities... of swag and decided to hand them to his disciples making each a sin archbishop of a genre but the evil duo bearing the authorities of house, daft punk brainwashed all his disciples! Echidna decided to have one to protect the graveyard! And un did the brainwashing of the God of Rap! How will our favorite heroine over come the sin archbishop of Hip-hop/rap.
Hoshin defeated the Witches and took their Witch Factors, saving the world from the Witch of Pop, Michael Jackson, but not before half of the world was covered in shadows
?, "Face the disaster that is yet to come"
?, "Look, I was gonna go easy on you"
Emilia heard this voice being closer behind her, different from the ones in the trial, turning her silver head and taking a defensive stance against the unfamiliar voice in the void of a world of the third trial she turned around
Emilia, "who are you? you don't seem to be part of the trial"
The strange being wore grey…fabric? trousers and a darkened hood, the humanoid being looked up, revealing a foreign face contrasting to the ones she has seen in Lugnica. Announcing itself in the fastest voice she has heard with her elven ears.
Eminem, "Sin archbishop of the swag's cult, representing the God of Rap, Eminem YUH"
Emilia tensed at the foreign voice's mention of the cult, she knew Subaru almost gave up his life killing a sin archbishop … but wait? The swag's cult? Not the witch's cult? What was the swags cult? She Decided to ask this supposed "God of Rap"
"I have never heard anything as preposterous as something like a 'swuh ags', however you claim to be a sin archbishop?"
"I see you have not been informed, our great divine leader, God of Swag descended from over the great water fall and blessed 7 disciples with the authorities of swag, I have inherited the gene of Hip Hop and rap making me the best rapper of all beings bound by the od luagna!"
The being continued speeding up his voice until it was barely audible
"ToPassThisTrialYouGottaGothroooooooooooouuuuughMeeeeeeeeeeeee…WithARapBattle!"
"Echidna did not mention any battles!"
"youSeemToBeMisUnderstandingArapBattleIsABattleWithWords"
"battle with words, whatever could that mean and what is rap!" is what she would have said if she weren't suddenly teleported into some sort of roughened and beat up structure made out of a material she has never seen before, if she were to describe it, it would be said to be some sort of greyed marble. There were sooooo many people too, they seemed to be dressed similarly to the people she saw in the capital slums. Suddenly she heard it, something similar to the orchestra drums roswall would host once in a blue moon. bahm… buhm buhm buhm bah..
She felt it within her, rising out of her lungs, bopping her head slightly she started humming with beat, something she never felt before, something she could never fathom she was capable of, something… destructive
She heard a loud booming voice again this time coming from a familiar man behind her who wasn't concealing himself, rather he was toned and topless. She recognized that hair, those evil eyes… those muscles.
"SUBARU!"
Subaru, "mili-tan!, are you okay? We'll have to battle this Rap God to get out of the sanctuary, can you do that?"
"Subaru.. I have never done something like this" with a crimson blush, she added "but I feel like I can do this!" she needed to save the people of the sanctuary, this was her battle, with Subaru's massive grin and words of encouragement she felt like she never has before. The unfathomable feeling coming back to her felt stronger than ever. Time felt like it was slowing down for her and she never felt better than this moment.
"YO YO, I'm the DJ for tonight's battle Natsuki Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuubaruuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Only one head of silver applauded him
"ahem" "I will decide who goes first with a coin toss, Eminem what do you pick?"
"Heads"
Flipping the silver lugnican coin with a familiar face engraved on it, it passed its apex and fell back down to Subaru's hand
"It's Heads!, You guys know the rules: sudden death, one round, one winner!, eminem! you're up first, don't drop it"
The beat starts, strong percussion focused with hints of bass
Bobbing his head up and down eminem took his hoodie off revealing a white tank top embolden with the words "God of Rap" he began to shout into the mic
"Yeah yeah now everyone from the sanctuary put your motherfuckin hands up and follow me, i said everyone from the sanctuary put your motherfuckin hands up look look
Now while she stands tough notice how hands were not up
This half elf has got you gassed up
Now whos afraid of the big bad witch
Not this bitch no no she's a half eaten soul with other part sold
One elf, two elf, three elf, four
Four elf, three elf, two elf, one
Your elf, my elf, none
This devil aint no witch of envy
I know everything shes gonna say against me
I am a rapper from another dimension
I am broke and i do have an authority
I'll let you see it if you drop this knight and see me tonight"
The crowd roared in applause; the all new and unique sound they just heard, while more monotone then the orchestras they played through their metias on the rare occasion,had been extremely rhythmic and ear-catching. Subaru on the other hand was pissed beyond belief at the last quip of his rap.
Subaru, "a aa Ahem, that was quite the performance by the _Rap God, what will the self proclaimed witch of frost do now!." "let me get a beat going and well see how she does!"
Playing a beat, this one more electric and lacking in percussion and more in electrical tones and bass. Emilia felt that feeling again… it felt different than when she was summoned to the rap battle this time it was in her throat, the first words this new feeling spoke was…
"AL dripam"
Suddenly she was engulfed in a blinding shadow, this type of magic not having been uttered for 400 years since the God of swag, Hoshin, saying it one last time before fighting the warlock of pop, Michael Jackson. Shouting incantations on pure instinct alone is something seen only with beings that have an extreme affinity with magic. This new magic elevating her senses almost to the point of being seizure inducing took her not but a few seconds for the effects to wear off and for her to look down and see what the spell actually did.
She saw her new clothes were black and baggy with white writing she couldn't understand "written" all over it. Her vision was also darkened by something over her eyes made out of a material she has never seen, it was sleek and black and fit perfectly over her pointed ears.
She began to formulate her rap with the beat, thinking of the best way to use her words, her silver head bobbing up and down to the beat she began.
"Your silly poem was really nice
But not as cold as ice
Your words barely cut through the mic
Are you alright? Those weird grunts really weren't nice
Take you out to night?, sorry ill have to decline my knight is to busy put up with your likes
Warlock of rap? Your words were as lit as a box of ice, come back to me again when your little less hooked on vice"
Summoning many shining prisms of ice reflecting and refracting the light making rays at random shining many different colors from the refraction she continued with the better aesthetics.
"Your petty insults barely made it through i could barely understand you!
Hippity hoop da slippity hop da, what were you saying?! Calling me a witch while your a little bitch"
"You're right, I'm no witch of envy.. i'm the witch frost and it would do good to remember this
The fact of the matter is that this farce couldn't go on even if this alleged God of Rap wanted it
So here, ill end your problems for you free of error
So here, take this pen and paper and start your silly insulting rap from zero"
The crowd roared louder than they ever have before, with DJ walking out to decide to the winner based on the crowds reaction, eminem stood shocked, never thinking such a fragile girl could rap like that, so fast and formulated, such a thing was impossible for a normal being… but he realized this girl, this half elf princess was not normal as he felt part of his soul leaving his body, his witch factor of Rap was leaving! It was gone, he could barely stand straight as he vomited from the recoil. This witch of frost was more compatible with the factor than him, with anger he shouted
"HOW COULD YOU, IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO END LIKE THIS"
Before his body turned to dust, Emilia felt something new and powerful attach itself to her, a different feeling from the spell she incanted on instinct earlier in the battle, this new power felt like a personification of the drip she was wearing. This new power, she immediately understood what it did, such an amazing power, trying it out for the first time.
"YUH YUH ITS ME, DABABY"