An Emotional Connection

The Mansion

Amity POV

Amity felt her whole body heat up before she was suddenly freezing, it was like she had been dumped into the lake ontop of The Knee. She crossed her arms and started to shiver as the world started to become less fuzzy around her.  The trees around her became recogniseable as a mix of Fire fir and Boiling Pine. The stones below her shifted to rock plates that made a path. 

As she looked ahead of the path she saw some kind of manor up ahead in a small clearing. If she squinted she could see a wall of sorts surrounding the building. There was something errily familiar about where she stood, she couldnt shake the feeling that she had been here before although she didnt know when.  The creaking limbs of the trees made a hollow symphony of noise as the wind blew through the woods. 

A Whooshing noise came from behind Amity, when she turned around to look she saw a blue figure that was about her height. As the seconds passed the finer details of the figure formed as the blue faded to reveal Luz, who was dressed the same as she was before they went through the last portal with the notable addition of a backpack on her back, one hand holding a duffel bag while the other held another backpack.

"I think this is for you." Luz said as she held the bag out towards Amity, who took it before talking. "Thanks, I-I think were supposed to go to that Manor to do something, A-and I feel like I have been here before but I dont know why." She said before she untied the flannel around her waist and slipped it on. "Lets head up shall we." She said as she felt some warm emotion comming from Luz, She smiled to herself as the two walked together in the bitter cold.

"Hey Amity, Can I ask you a personal question?" Luz asked as she kicked a rock along the path.

"I dont see why not, go ahead."

"When I woke you up in the halfway room you seemed afraid, id there a reason why?"

"Oh that, yeah there is a reason. Lets just say that my mother tends to not like it if I wake up late. It has led to some stressful mornings." She explained as she rubbed her arm nervously.

"Ah, Got it. I was just wondering why." Luz said as she seemed to drop the topic, but Amity could feel that Luz was thinking over the words she had said. Amity breathed out a sigh and was surprised to see that it made a cloud infront of her. "Weird, usually the boiling seas keep the temerature too high to allow this with the exception of places like the knee." She said as she gestured to her breath.

"Huh, that is weird, where I come from the puffs usually happen once the outside temurature is lower the the tempurature of your breath." Luz said as Amity just gave her a puzzled look. She opened her mouth to respond but before she could she smacked into an iron gate. She immideately pushed herself off of it and looked at the red parts on her fingers. she silently touched her face and felt the warmpth from what were probably similarly red lines.

"Hey are you okay? What just happened?" Luz asked quickly in concern as Amity turned to look at her. Luz had a few  red lines on her cheek that went from her jawline to her ear, the lines were spaced one or two inces apart and were maybe half an inch wide. As Amity watched the lines on Luz's face started to fade while the heat from the ones on Amity didnt, it was going to take longer for her to heal.

"Yeah, Im fine, The gate is made of iron, and iron burns witches when they touch it. you guys probably have a human myth like that." She said as she took a few stepts back to look at the delicate ironwork of the gate.

"Yeah, we have a few myths like that, mainly how Fae like creatures cant touch iron without burning." Luz said as she walked up and touched the gate.

Amity's eyes wandered over the gate until she saw the large letters in the middle of the gate, one letter for each side of the gate centerd in a half circle on each side, with some words beneath it. Amity felt a shiver go down her spine as she read the words on the gate. "B.M. The ancestral home of the Blights. Welcome home me." She ended sarcastically.

"But wait, I've passed your house before, it doesnt look this...Dilapedated." Luz said delicately as she pushed the rusted iron gate open. The hinges let out a scream as the turned for what might have been the first time in years. The gate doors seperated by only a foot due to the rusted metal hinges refusing to turn more.

"Trust me Luz, It may not look like this in reality but it certaintly feels like this." Amity said as she carefully moved forward and squeezed through the gate while doing her best to not touch the Iron. Once on the other side she looked at the house and waited for Luz to squeeze through. 

The Mansion was a polar opposite of the real counterpart, while the real one showed off wealth and power this one seemed to eminate the truth of hate and sadness. The normaly Emerald green roof was a faded dark color that made her stomach churn. The white walls were almost completely stripped of paint and the wood underneath was warped and old. This version of the house represented what Amity thought of her Family and its name, too old, too traditional, too full of hate to the point that it consumed everything bright about itself. 

"I would have turned out like this if Luz had not brought an external light to my life." She thought as she heard a thump behind her. When she turned she was greeted with the view of Luz on the ground who promptly got up and dusted herself off, Amity softly chuckled to herself as she walked over.

"You are such a dork" she said before she was met with a grunt in response. Amity turned one last time to look at the mansion before she grabbed Luz's wrist and dragged her to the front door.  The doors outer layer looked like it was burned off and Amity could see the delicate work underneath. There was a few stones in the door that were woven in with the wood. It looked like the outer layer was added later and this used to be the door.

Amity silently tried to push the door open but it seemed to be stuck in the frame. After she tried a few more times she took a few steps back before rushing forward and throwing her shoulder into the door. Instead of poening like a normal door it fell inwards towards the floor and took Amity with it. She groaned as she picked herself up and wiped the woodchips from her hair. "Home sweet Home."