Witch Trials
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Chapter Two – Prejudice
Everyone was up very early the next morning. Of course it was early to our modern day standards but to them it was just like always. Good old 5:00 am.
Raven and Kori went to get water from the fountain, they both had a stick over their shoulders with one big empty bucket at each end. When they reached the fountain, there was a long queue. They waited patiently right at the back. A strong muscular man joined onto the end behind Raven carrying the same buckets on a stick.
The line slowly thinned and finally there was only one person in front. She looked like a strong woman but as soon as the buckets were full she seemed to be struggling under the weight. Raven and Kori went up next. "Kori, I don't think you should fill it up to the top, it's heavy enough for you as it is." Said Raven watching Kori fill the bucket to the brim.
"I can handle it," replied Kori.
"Hey, beautiful. How's about I carry that for you, or else you might be crushed under the weight," suggested the man behind them, "we wouldn't want such a pretty little bird like yourself getting hurt, now would we?" Raven was getting frustrated. "For you see, women aren't as strong as men and me, being the gentleman I am, would like to help!" now he did it.
Raven's eyes glowed black for a second. A second later, the man had flown several feet away from them. He didn't seem to notice that she didn't touch him, "It's okay, you don't have to be afraid of me, I won't hurt you!" another second and he bumped into a wall and landed with a bucket on his head. "Now don't you think you're taking this the wrong way, little miss?"
That was it, Raven put down her buckets and left in the direction of the man. Kori took the half-full buckets and filled those to the brim as well. She then put each stick on one shoulder balancing perfectly. The people around her were astonished that she wasn't crushed under the weight. "How'd you do that?" one asked. "She doesn't look that strong!" said another. "Anyone can do that!" claimed the person next in line, "just watch me." She took the buckets from the person behind her and filled both. But she wasn't even able to pick both off the ground. "Whoa!" shouted a couple of spectators as they watched Kori hold both sticks without losing a drop of water.
Kori stood there staring at all of the people. What was so amazing? "Hey can you carry another one?" one person asked hopefully, she handed the buckets on a stick to Kori, they were also filled to the brim.
"No, really, I must be on my way." Stuttered Kori as she tried to retreat. The crowd cried ooww in unison. "Well okay?" said Kori as she carelessly picked up the buckets that someone handed to her. The crowd all stood amazed.
Kori blushed and put the buckets down. She walked over to Raven to see the man that was talking to her earlier was running away barefooted with a bucket on his head and some undergarments showing high above his trouser line. "Raven, what did you do to that man?" she asked.
"I didn't do anything. He was being rude to me and therefore nature found it fit to push him backwards away from me." Stated Raven.
"You did not touch him?" asked Kori.
"Nature also found it fit to slam him into a wall, stick a bucket on his head and give him several consecutive atomic wedgies," she continued.
"So you did not do anything?" wondered Kori.
"This was none of my dealings," claimed Raven. She took a bucket-on-a-stick from Kori and kept walking.
They arrived home to see the floor littered with mouse traps laden with cheese. Victor was smirking underneath a table. "My friend, please explain these tiny cheesy contraptions spread across the floor." Said Kori.
"Ever since yesterday, Garfield hasn't been seen. I'm trying to catch him wherever he is." Stated Victor.
"Then what's with the mousetraps? Garfield never eats cheese, he's a vegan." Informed Raven.
"Oh man! Now what am I gonna do?" asked Victor.
No one answered, "please, where is Richard?" asked Kori.
"He's in his room. Research, he said." Stated Victor.
Kori walked up the stairs to Richard's room. She knocked twice. She heard a faint 'who's there?' "It is I, Kori." Proclaimed Kori.
"Come in." Kori walked into Richard's room and saw all of the walls were plastered with pictures and text clippings. Most from the local newspaper. All of them had statements like, 'Thirty witches burnt so far, that'll show God who's side we're on!'
"Richard, what is all of this?" Asked Kori. She was a little nervous, she had always thought that witch burning was a distinct possibility for her in the future. She was a bit scared of all of these pictures of burnt bodies and screaming women.
"Nothing!" shouted Richard, frustration in his voice. Kori backed away a bit, "nothing, there's nothing at all. No proof. No evidence. It's all for nought." Confusion took over Kori.
"Please explain, Richard." Said Kori.
"Last nights witch burning!" he stated. "Amelia Keratins, age 16, married, five children, devoted to her parenthood, burned alive for having a wart on her nose. There was no witch-related evidence!" Kori completely understood, "and remember Thompson, Katie Thompson? Thrown off a cliff. You know why? She had a disagreement with the Mayor over a card game! Widget Coppery, stabbed with a wooden stake for drinking tomato juice that looked suspiciously like blood. I know, I know, that's vampire but still. Witch burning and vampire slaying and dragon hunting and Sea monster fishing andboarder collie eating! They're doing it all without reason! The sport just isn't taken seriously anymore!"
Kori was crestfallen at the last phrase, "Richard, I consider it more as prejudice than unsportsmanship." She deadpanned. At that she left the room.
As she turned around in the corridor, she saw a little Garfield crouching on the window sill in his room. The curtains were lumpy and it was obvious he was there. "Gar, why are you hiding?" asked Kori.
"It's Vic, he's still angry about the joke I played on him yesterday." Said the curtains.
"If I were you, I would apologise. And if I were you, I would watch out for mousetraps."