A Witches Battle - Part one

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As I was watching the two the window began to glow the same yellow colour, my eyes already began to feel the pain as i rubbed them. I stood up and made my way over to the window the noise drowning into the back ground. I reached my hand out to touch the window and in a blink I was outside. It seemed to be a forest; you could hear the critters running around in the trees above. My hand rested on what looked like an old oak tree.

"Okay!" I heard a boy shout, I peeked around the tree to see a tallish boy stood there. He is light cotton candy pink hair with radiant deep blue eyes, stood beside him no higher than the boys was the most parcular creature. She looked to be a little girl but with a tail and ears of what believe was a dear.

"Today Casey we are going to make you colourful." The boy looked down at the creature smiling as it looked up to him; it lifted its arms and grinned.

"Yay! Ca-Ca is super excited! So excited to be colourful." I was taken back in shook, the creature spoke normally. Well as normally as it could –it sounded like a small child who was only just learning to speak- I stared at the creature the boy had. I honestly could not place my figure on what the creature could possibly be, was it a hybrid maybe?

I took a step forwards and felt my foot snag on something before falling face first to the ground, I flung my arms out and where I expect to feel the forest earthed grassy floor I instead felt hard wooden floor. I head a light rattling noise, I fluttered my right eye open taking a sneak peek before opening the other one; Below me was the Yellow stone, I picked it up placing it back into my pocket and sat up and looked around my little shop. What the heck?!

I took a large breath, holding it for a second or two before slowly letting it out to slow my racing heart. I grabbed the nearest stool and hoisted myself up on it to sit down, once in a comfortable I placed my head in my hands and resting my elbows on my legs after. I felt sick and confused, what just happened to me? Hannah didn't tell me anything like this would happen. I removed my hands from my face feeling a tiny bit better, I'm home and safe. I took a look around the dim lit show, my eyes skimming over all the photos of my family hung along the high walls and around the spiral staircase that stood right to the back of the shop.

The house was a mess I will grant you that, I had never been much of a cleaner and I find once I clean it. It magically becomes messy again, after the end of work I'm too tired to clean so it stays likewise. It's not stupid messy or embarrassingly messy but you can tell i am busy by it; I stood up slowly shakings the dizziness from my head when a sudden bang echoed through my quite sanctuary from the door.

Gingerly I stood up and slowly made my way to the door, after the stuff I have been through today a girl can never be too careful. As I slowly grew closer to the door another knock sounded, I gulped and stopped just before the door. Whoever or whatever was behind it seemed to have grown impatient and banged on the door once more, the loud noise created my whole body to jump from where I stood. Taking a deep breath and slowly letting git out once more time, I placed a shaking right hand on the door handle and twisted allowing the door to unlatch and open.

"Y-yes?" I questioned as I opened the door, the light began to invade my home and was so bright I hand the squint and raise my left hand above my eyes to block it out. My eyes slowly adjusted and a figure of an elderly man faded into view. He was the same height as my 5 ft. frame, he seem fragile and was hunched over naturally. In his harms him half a carrier that rattled around. He gave me a weak but warm smile and I returned it. "How may I help you?"

I attempted to make my voice came out calm and soft but due to the heart attack I had experienced a moment ago that encouraged me to scream, my voice was a little sore and had come out scratchy. I could see the man trying not to laugh at the horrendous noise that had come out of me and instead offered his hand which I carefully took and shook.

"My name is John Wilkinson, I am a villager from the next town over and I am looking for a Mrs rose?" the man said, his voice sounded as though he had smoked fifty cigarettes every day since his birth.

"Hello, yes my name is Miss Rose; I am now the owner and worker of this establishment." The man's eyes seemed to have lit up at the sound of my name; I raised confusion in me as I had never met this man before.

"Ah, Luna! Oh my, you have grown haven't you? I used to be a friend of you is mother she treated all my illnesses; he used to speak about her daughter the animal whisperer all the time. I was looking for you actually, this is Rhea." He held up the carrier for me to look inside, right at the back of the carried lay a ball of ginger fur. 2She has been very unwell and I need help." The man looked at me in what seemed like desperation.

I stood to the side and opened to door more for him to step inside, I didn't need to say a word as he made is way inside the home. As he slowly hobbled inside he looked around the house with a smile on his face, I closed the door lightly behind imp and walked over. I gestured for the carrier which he gave me and walked over the animal table I had laid out, she sat on one for the stools when his eyes landed back on me.