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CHAPTER TWENTY

Miscommunication

Asha felt queasy. She had the sinking feeling of being thrown through G forces that none could bear. But thanks to her fast healing, and a certain Gods hold on her, she stayed in one piece. As the world stopped spinning in rainbows Asha smelt something burning and looked down to find the ground they stood on shimmering in bright silver light.

Her feet burned through the covers of her shoes and she jumped, Silva let her go and she almost fell head first into the swamp, her shoes making a squeak as they hit the muddy ground, "That was dizzying." Asha mumbled, she gave a quick glance over to the God and found him watching her.

"I forgot that you are not immune to burns." He stated, then looking at the area around him bit his lip in frustration, "I hate swamps. They are so," He stepped forwards and grumbled immediately, "Muddy."

"Yeah mud isn't good on white." Asha gestured to his clothing, glad she had packed some plain colours and clothes that she couldn't give two damns about, the God wasn't so lucky.

"I don't... I am not used to being in this forsaken form. Usually I just fly to get where I wish." Silva snapped.

Asha gave a chuckle and the God glared at her, "You have to walk in human form. It's more laborious. You should change into something like pants and a tunic, like me." She pinched her clothes for emphasis.

Silva narrowed his eyes and he was immersed in silver light, when she could look at him again he was clothed in a white shirt and black leggings, "This shall have to suffice." He kicked the ground with his tall boots and strode forwards, gesturing for Asha to follow.

She did, her own boots getting slurped into the mud with each step she took, she looked around the place, it was just a plain swamp, "Did we just teleport to a random place in this realm or somewhere particular?"
"A particular place. But teleporting with you made the destination change. We are about two days walk from the Witches Hall, where that cursed one placed the curse on me." Silva stated, he watched her jogged over to him, wincing at the slurping sound, "Usually I can teleport right to their doorstep, but something about you made the portal..."

"Thunk it." Asha finished for him, "I am an anomaly. Not really meant to be here right now. I think whatever powers the door between realms recognised that." She shied away from a tree that seemed to move and stuck close to Silva.

"Exactly. It had never teleported someone like you before and your magic signature is uncomprehended. You were lucky your were not torn apart." Silva said. He gave the tree a glare then continued on his way, "The whole Realm isn't swamp, thank the heavens. We should be hitting the edge of it shortly. But be on guard, there are monsters that prowl here that would have a lot of merriment with you."

"I'm taking it they would do horrible things to me." Asha said, she glanced around, feeling someone watching her.

Silva paused, gesturing to something in front of him, "Kill it with your powers."

She glanced over his shoulder to find a bunny rabbit gazing up at them, when it saw Asha it wiggled it's nose and hopped closer, "The bunny? What did it do?"

"Bunny?" Silva asked, "That is a Shapeshifter. They appear as any animal they wish, and change into their true forms to suck the blood from a living being. Then they take their corpses and lay eggs inside of them."

Asha took a step backwards, the bunny following, "Wow. Ok. So, powers." She closed her eyes and concentrated on where she thought the powers lay dormant, nothing happened. Snapping her eyes open and about to ask Silva for some advice she gave a sequel when something slimy lurched itself at her.

Asha ducked and looked up to find a pair of gleaming red eyes on a goblin like beast, "Sure its not a Vampire?" She asked Silva, touching her sword and making it appear, the beast didn't seem fazed and hissed at her.

Silva sighed, "Power Asha. An Artefact will not work on the Shapeshifter."

"Vampire." Asha challenged, "And I have no idea how to activate the Power."

"It's easy. Just ask it to appear." He explained.

She rolled her eyes, "Ok. Power appear!" She thought she sounded hilarious, then gave a smile when she felt the tug of wind on her hair. Glancing at her sword she imagined it wrapping around the blade and watched in satisfaction as it did so. Then giving a mock salute to the vampire swung the sword forwards.

Only to fall face first in the mud. Standing still for so long had made her feet sink into the ground.

"Kyah!" She gave a yell, her face plunking into the smelly dirt. She heard Silva shift his feet, probably making sure this didn't happen to himself. Then she looked up, ignoring the mud in her face and leaped towards the laughing vampire.

It's red eyes widened, the disgusting texture like skin was pierced easily by her sword, and the wind cut away at it like it was butter. Blood fell into the ground and hit Asha in the face.

"God damn it!" She exclaimed, standing up and wiping her face on her shirt sleeve, her sword disappearing, she concentrated and her power fell away too. She turned annoyed eyes to Silva, expecting him to be laughing at her.

But instead he raised an eyebrow, "That was a good idea with the sword. It takes years to hone wind into a sword that could have done the same damage as that. Wrapping the wind around the artefact was intelligent."

She blinked, surprised at the compliment, "Well, thanks. It's a nice sword. I have no idea who gave it to me."

"I wouldn't know." Silva shrugged, then he clicked his fingers and Asha felt all of the mud on her disappear.

"Thanks." She smiled, and started after the god.

Soon they reached an extremely thick part of the forest and Asha struggled to comprehend that anyone could live out here. They hadn't encountered another vampire.

"You know, that thing was defriently a vampire." She stated.

Silva cocked his head, "What is a vampire in your time?"

"Your asking as if there are some in this time..." She trailed off, seeing that he was stating that, "Oh, well vampires drink blood, and they can turn into bats. They hate sunlight," She gave a shudder, "That what I think they are like, there aren't actually any real ones. Just lots of stories made up of them."

"Tell me a story then. The worst one you can think of."

"That would be Twilight." She explained, "The vampires sparkle like diamonds in sunlight."

He almost missed a step, sending her a confused look, "What?"

"Yeah, they sparkle. And they can't just bite a human friend and drink their blood, no that turns them into a vampire. Some of the vamps in the story just drink animal blood," Asha shrugged, "What are vampire's like in this time then, if that little bunny wasn't one."

Silva's eyebrows creased, "You walked past a whole heap to get to the portal. They are mostly beautiful beings, they do not like sunlight, but can stand it. They cannot change forms. The only way to find out one is a vampire is to see their fangs."

"They sound like those ones from a different story. I forgot which one."

"Vampires are immortal, many are advisors to Dragon Lords, they are great warriors." Silva explained, he blasted a tree down using his wind powers, tired of trudging through the forest.

"Dragon Lords?" Asha asked, wincing when she heard the crash reverberate through the forest.

"Underlings of mine. Like Terra." Silva waved a hand in front of himself, "finally."

The tree's had fallen away to reveal a cobblestone path, people wearing pointy hats stopped and stared at them, Asha noticed a green person in the crowd, he looked like a human except for the gills on his neck, and the collar around his neck.

"We have to head north." Silva explained, and in a flash of silver light he had changed back into his intricate kimono like robe. He swept forwards, ignoring the people on the road, "We should get to the closet town and purchase some transport."

"Oh ok." Asha jogged to catch up, tearing her eyes away from the green person, "Are all of these people witches?"

"Yes."

She gave a weary look to a hissing woman, she didn't look inhuman, Asha remembered Silva saying that witches were beautiful beings and wondered what else was different to the stories she had read as a child. The crowds started to move again, over the strange appearance of the godly being.

"They are in their fair forms." Silva suddenly stated, "Which means there is a Sabbath coming up. They will be doing rituals. I didn't time this very well."

"Will they put more curses on you?" Asha asked, she gave a glare at a witch that tried to grab a hold of her hair.

Silva shook his head, "Only two witches can do so, and the one that already placed the curses on me has probably had enough. They will want to use you in their rituals Asha."

"Great. Will I die? Because I haven't written up my will just yet." She snapped her teeth when a male with purple hair winked at her.

"You will not die. The most they will do is consummate a ritual with you, or take your blood." Silva shrugged.

"Consummate?!" Asha screeched, she got to his shoulder and gave him a glare.

Silva was confused, "Yes. It's not a big thing."

"Maybe not to you." She muttered, "I can defend myself, correct?"

"Wind and Artefact. Effective. Even against Witches. And if it seems like they are doing something they are not allowed to do, following their sanctums, I shall defend you. But I am not your guard Asha."

She stayed quiet, gazing ahead and finding that they had reached a small town, it was fully of tall wooden houses and a single store beckoned to them, "Broomsticks."

"Very good. That will cut the journey in half. Flying is always best." The dragon walked through a crowd of gaping women and through the door.

Asha followed, the store was old and dusty, huge tomes lined the walls and scattered about were some dusty broomsticks.

"An illusion." Silva muttered to himself, then, as usual, he clicked his fingers. The air around them shimmered and the store transformed.

The dust fell away to manicured items. The tomes were brightly coloured and some of them had moving pictures on the front. The floor was swept and gleamed with red wood.

The broomsticks were in different cases, with price tags hanging from their handles. Her eyes skimmed past an ebony black broom with a feather like tail to rest on a purple wooded one. She walked towards it, her eyes skimming the price tag One Minae, with it came a description, Old Heartwood Netherbark, extremely fast, non flammable and with Nether Phoenix feather tail, decorated with Solemn Amethysts and foot stoles made out of platinum.

So the price was in Greek currency, Asha found that odd until she turn and met the blazing eyes of a God.

He had a huge black beard, his eyes seemed to be on fire. The God was bald, and quite ugly. From the stories Asha had read she thought he was Hephaestus, the husband of Aphrodite.

"You have a keen eye Missy. Fine broomstick that is," He then turned his attention to Silva, "What's a Dragon God doing in his human form being in my shop?" He growled.

"Hephaestus, a surprise, I did hear you had a shop inside of this realm. Now I know where to avoid. I need a broomstick. I am here to kill the witch that cast a curse on me." Silva answered, he didn't seem bothered by the Greek God's demeanour, "I want the fastest broomstick."

"I will buy this one." Asha stated, snapping Haphaestus's attention, she grabbed her wallet out and took out a Minae, the God gave her an appreciative look as he tested the coin.

"What's a human girl like you doing around these parts." He asked, going around the counter and sliding a key into the lock, grabbing the broomstick out he handed it to Asha.

"I am with Silva." She shrugged.

His face fell into a frown as he examined the God who was waiting for Hephaestus to chose the fastest broom, "The fastest one cost a Minae. It's not as fast as the girls one, but she got hers first. And you will love this, it's silver."

"Don't patronise me. I will give you a Fammel, I do not have any Greek currency on me, I expected this to be a Witches shop." Silva stated.

"A Flammel." Hephaestus shook his head, "Sorry, only Greek currency."

"You do not want to make me mad." Silva seemed to radiate power.

"Don't snap at me like that, I am a God too. One without a curse-"

Asha handed Hephaestus another Minae, "I don't want a fight, he can pay me back later."

Silva watched the exchange, and happily took the broomstick off of the Greek God, "Thank you Asha. I will pay you back."

"I expect so. I'm not a God." She grinned, "So, how do you use these?"

"You mount them and kick off." Silva explained, giving one last glare at Hephaestus and walking out of the store, the outside had reverted to the clean state and Asha saw a fancy sign stating Hephaestus' Broom Store.

Asha laughed, "Just like Harry Potter? Where are the wands?" She joked, but really, she was expecting Professor Dumbledore to just suddenly appear.

Silva gave her an odd look, "Who? Witches do not use wands."

A throat cleared behind them and Asha smiled up at the hulking Hephaestus, "I almost forgot. Young lady, your broomstick has a few permanent spells on it, it's unbreakable, and can be shrinked into a miniature version of itself it also has a storage spell where you can store your items in order. You just have to say the words of the spells."

"More words to remember." Asha sighed, but she was excited to know this, she grabbed her phone out and prepared a note pad for the words.

"The shrinking spell is a single word, can't have you trying to actually do spells," Hephaestsus chuckled, "It's tiny, you have to tap the broom to activate it, say big and it will revert. And the storing one is more difficult." He handed her a piece of parchment, "it tells you how to use it. Safe travels." He shot a look at Silva and walked back into the store.

Asha placed the parchment into her backpack and gave a grin at Silva, "I guess with dragon magic you can do that too."

"Of course. But dragon magic is more refined and delicate then witches magic." He mounted his broomstick, "You will have to explain this Harry Potter to me at a later time, we have to reach the Cracktooth Crevice before the full moon tomorrow."

Asha followed his motions, "This is exciting, flying." She kicked off of the ground, wobbling slightly, then giving a whoop she leaned forwards, the broom shooting forwards like a bullet. Asha's hair whipped back as she looked up and found some soft clouds, the sun was in the middle of the sky and she directed her broom that way, reaching out a hand she laughed as all she got was mist.

Silva appeared beside her, watching her with amusement, "You haven't flown before?"

"I have, just in a carriage with wings, this is so much different, and dangerous." She laughed, looking down and giving a gasp. The land was beautiful, she saw the swamps, which broke into the cobblestone road, which led to the Northern Town, the top of Hephaestus's Broom Store was covered in gold like a beacon. She looked further north and found a huge body of indigo water, the shore was covered in white sandy beaches. She couldn't see the end of the water.

"So the Cracktooth Crevice is that way?" Asha gestured, she felt her balance break and spun around upside down.

Silva chuckled, gliding over he grabbed her arm and pulled her up, "Yes. Thats the Nether Sea. On the other-side is the Netherland."

"It sounds nice." She stated, patting her broomstick for emphasis, it was made from Nether materials.

"It's not. The monster's there make the ones in your realm look like pets." With that he took off.

Asha shook her head, she shouldn't worry so much, and sped after the God, holding onto her broom for dear life.

They flew across the sea for what seemed like days, Asha's eyes drooped slightly and her concentration withered, she felt herself descended towards the sea. Feeling the spray from the salty drink her eyes snapped open.

"Your tired." Silva stated.

"Obvious." Yawning Asha looked around, finding no land in sight, "Shouldn't we be across yet?"

"No. Not until daybreak." He gestured to the newly risen moon, "I did tell you that time moves slower here. We have been flying for 8 hours."

Asha heard her stomach growl, and other bodily pains tug at her, she saw the frown on Silva's face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I feel... weak." The god explained, he drew to a halt, patting his abdomen, "Something here."

"Hunger." Asha explained, "I'm surprised you just noticed that."

"Dragon's do not eat for years between each meal." The God explained, he descended to the water, tapping it the water solidified into a silver platform. Landing the God turned to Asha to explain.

"Your human form might need different things. Food, water, sleep and restroom breaks are important things." She stated, her eyes drifting as something disturbed the water near them. About to leap back onto her broomstick Asha's eyes widened in surprise as a building popped out of the water.

It resembled a whale, with huge platforms on either side. Through the glass windows Witches pointed to the two strangers.

A sign said Theo's Whale of a Time Cafe and Asha gave a sigh at the annoying pun, "This is very convenient."

"ARE YOU COMING ABOARD?! WE ARE HEADING TOWARDS THE NORTH!" A voice yelled from the whale.

Asha glanced to Silva, "Shall we? They have food. And going our way."

The God shrugged, following Asha, the moment they stepped onto one of the extendible platforms the silver one he made disappeared. Asha tapped her broomstick and muttered tiny.

Chucking it into her backpack she wiped her feet on the welcome mat and walked in. The inside was inviting, a fire burning to one side in a pit, with several witches surrounding it. The building had three stories, the one they walked into was the middle. Gazing around in surprise she noticed several green men with gills.

A busty woman gestured for them to come over, "Welcome to the Whale! What are you after today? Food? A warm bed? At the moment we are heading towards the North to the Netherland. As the Coven of Deleight is holding a Sabbath in the honour of the dra-" She broke off, looking around Asha and finding Silva, "It's a Dragon God! Lord Silva! Please, your stay is on the whale. Eat everything you wish, you can have the executive room."

"The Coven of Deleight is holding an open Sabbath?" Silva asked, not bothered by the gasps around the room.

"Yes m'lord, they are. The first one is almost a century." The girl fluttered her long eyelashes, curling a hand through thick russet hair, "My mother Meredy is the herbologist in the coven. My name is Theo."

"We are heading to the Netherland." Silva stated, ignoring her attempts of flirtation, "Is it safe to pass through this sea?"

"The whale dives down, so all those nasty beasts at night can't attack us, and in the day we fly." Theo grinned, her eyes wandering to Asha, "Are you a Goddess, your pretty enough to be one. Or are you a Witch?"

"I'm just a human." Asha explained, "What's the price of a fare?"

"Greek, Draconian or Hebreve?"Theo asked, she leaned forwards, "Or a vial of your blood. I have a ritual that could use human blood. I haven't been on a Hunt for decades and have run out." She flashed Asha a toothy grin, one of her teeth was rotting.

Seeing the flash in Theo's eyes Asha backed up, "Drachma's please."

Giving a pout, and watching as Silva walked over to where the food was, Theo stated, "Ten drachma's for the night. Food is on the house. You are with the God, humans cannot cross realms."

Asha gave a small smirk and grabbed the ten out of her coats pocket, from her bet with Lupaz, Theo handed her a very fancy key to a room and sent her off with a flick of the wrist.

"Executive room key, enjoy your night." Theo winked, then was gone in a flash.

Asha found her again serving some food to Silva, who didn't seem surprised by the Witches clinging.

Walking up beside the dragon Asha grabbed a plate of what he was having, something that resembled chicken and sat down next to him on a table.

Looking out the window to her side she jumped when suddenly they were diving under the water, staring out the window like a kid she looked down at the dark depths, "What's the plan."

"Rest, then get to flying again, hopefully we shall arrive before the Sabbath begins." Silva picked at his food, eating the meat but leaving the vegetables, "She gave you the room key?"

Asha swung it on her finger, "I think she wanted to keep it and sneak in."

Silva caught it, narrowing his eyes at her, "She doesn't temporarily break the curse like you do. And she is a Witch."

"Curse Breaker. That will be my nickname." Asha grinned, she tugged the key out of his grasp and started spinning it again.

Giving a sigh Silva noticed her uneaten meat and honed in for it.

Without looking away from her key spinning Asha slapped his wrist, "I am waiting for it to cool down. Eat your vegetables."

Growling Silva attempted to snatch the key from her, "It isn't hot, and stop doing that."

She spun it faster, then gave a curse as it slipped off and hit someone heavily on the head.

"Ow." The person stated.

"I am so sorry!" Asha exclaimed, she turned around and met storm grey eyes, oh how she hadn't forgotten those eyes, "Sammael?!"

Giving a blink her ex stalker straightened up after picking up her keys, a grin lighting his face, "Asha. Never thought I would see you here. And the God is eating your food."

Asha shot Silva a glare as he bit the last bit of meat off his fork.

"Someone you know?" He asked, leaning away from Asha and giving Sammael a hard look, "He's not a human."

"Gods." Sammael growled, "And Asha and I are friends. I met her when she first arrived here."

"You stalked me." Asha stated, spearing her vegetables, "And I told you I didn't want to see you."

"Seeing as you are in this Realm means that you know a bit more about what's happening. I heard you met my Ruler." Sammeal stated, he walked over and sat across from Asha, his knee brushing hers.

A slight flush appeared on her cheeks, "Yeah, Goldem. He's actually ok."

"No, that's a farce that Iccor's group put up." Silva stated softly, he was watching Sammael carefully.

"Iccor... Shadow?! You work for him?" Asha exclaimed, she kicked him in the shin, "You hick! And I thought you were ok!"

"Hey. Come on, you really thought I was working for Goldem? He's my Ruler's Arch Enemy, along with you Silva."

"Glad to be. Asha I will be in our room. I expect you to join me shortly." Then the god stood up, twirling their room key which he had somehow gotten from Sammael in his slender fingers.

Sammael looked over to a fuming Asha, "Your adorable when your mad Asha." Reaching over and uncrossing one of her arms, "Come on. I'm not your enemy right now, I had no idea you would be here, and that means Shadow doesn't know either."

"He's diabolical." Asha muttered, she looked down at their intertwined hands, "And I thought you were niceish. And what's with this ruler business. Sounds like he's your utensil."

"Something from your time I bet." Sammael chuckled.

"It measures things." Asha mumbled.

"Do you use it on Silva?" He asked, giving a chuckle at her exasperated look, "Joining a God in bed Asha, you naughty girl."

"I cancel out the curse on him. And all it is is sleeping next to each other." Asha shrugged, "What are you doing here for?"

"Examining things." Sammael shrugged, "Nothing much more then that. I didn't expect Silva to be here," He tightened his grip on her hand, "I heard first-hand from Shadow what he did to you. Though it's not as bad as what I have heard, it's bad because he did it to you."

"Heh. Breaking an arm is an everyday thing now, you hear how fast I heal?" Asha grinned.

"Yes. Acid on your perfect skin, broken arm, what's next for the adventurous Asha? Your here heading to the Netherland, so I am guessing a singed eyebrow?"

"Not the eyebrows!" Exclaiming she pushed her hand away, she looked out the window and into the water, "It's a pretty place, this Realm."

"Hebreve is a nice realm, until you get to the Netherland. There are monster's there that scare Gods. But you have Silva with you. And the monster's have been driven out because of the Sabbath."

"Shame, I was looking forward to a fun fight," Giving him a wink she stood up, "I need to sleep, we have been flying for hours."

"Silva is impatient as well." Sammael nodded, he stood up and walked up to her, embracing her, "Sweet dreams."

"Not to you." Asha winked, she was released, and sending one last glance at her enemy, headed to the stairs.

Ascending them she found Silva at the top of them, his eyes narrowed at her.

"A friend?" He asked, gesturing to the door of their room, which was at the end of the whale, in it's tail.

"An enemy actually." She explained, "But I met him when I first got to this time. He's ok. I just wish that he wasn't on Shadows side."

"Uncle is very persuasive. He is probably holding something over him."

The room they stepped into wasn't spectacular, a huge king bed decorated as a whale stood in the middle.

"Well, we should be close to the Witch that cursed me tomorrow. I shall wake you when we are near the coastline." Silva stated, locking the door then getting undressed he headed towards their bath, which was sending steam into the room.

"Looking forward to it." Asha grumbled, she sat on the beds edge. Wondering what was in store for tomorrow. Giving a laugh and wiping her eyebrow when she remembered what Sammael had said about a singed eyebrow, she leaned forwards, and waited.

End of the first part of the Witch Hunt.

Has anyone played The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt? It is EPIC. But so glitchy. And I barely have internet so I defriently cannot update it. I cri.

Next chapter will be up eventually.

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