Owl house - Fight against false fate

Chapter 1

The air was still and quiet this evening and no sound could be heard, with the exaptation of the waves that rolled in and out of the cove. This place would have been a place for beach resort or something similar if it wasn't for two things. One, there was something off about the place, like it emanated some kind of chill almost deathly feeling and two, the water changed from been scolding hot to freezing cold every so minutes.

This would have been strange if the cove existed on earth, but it didn't. The cove existed in fact in the demon realm, specific on the boiling isles, where strange thing are commonplaces. But what wasn't common, even by boiling isles standard, with the cove was it hide something. Behind rocks, trees and plants was an entrance to that looked like either an underground temple.

By the entrance stood two hooded figures looking at it for a bit, before the walked inside. Inside was it completely dark. One of the hooded figures opened one of her pouches and took out one paper with strange symbols on them. She put it in her hand and some the symbols began to glow as multiples light orbs emerged from the paper and started to float around them.

The other hooded figure whistled. "No need to touch the glyphs to active them?" She said impressed. The first one smiled. "I have trained so that I can active the glyphs simple with my thought! Still have trouble active them at long distances! " She answered.

They continued further in until they reach a dead end. "Dead end, so now what?" The second hooded figured asked a bit disappointed. The first hooded figured, without giving any visible or audio motions, made all of the light orbs float up and around the walls to illuminate them.

"It is almost spooky how good she got at using those glyphs. Most witches then casting spells need to move there's arm and body in order to control the spell, but she could control her spell without doing so." The second hooded figured thought to herself.

The light orb had by now illuminated the hall, showing that it was three meters wide and at least five meters high. The first hooded figured step forward and took of her hood, reviled her tan skin and brownish-purple hair that went to her shoulders, and began to studying the walls. "It doesn't look like this is a dead end, but a door!" She said. "Okay!" The other one answered looking at the wall. "How do we open it?"

"I believe so and I have a prepared paper with glyphs to open it, but...." The brown haired girl began. "But..." The other girl continued. "I wasn't expecting the door to be so big, so got to draw it bigger" She answered.

A groan was heard from the girl behind. "Great. So how long will that take?" She asked annoyed. "Properly around five minutes." The brown haired girl answered. "That was faster than I expected, but still slow." The other girl said.

The brown haired girl signed. "And here I thought that we could have a normal conversation, without you throwing small jabs, Boscha." The brown haired girl said. "Don't be so fussy Luz and beside, then did you last associated with the word normal?" Boscha asked with a small grin, while she took of her hood and let out her long dark pink hair and her third eye.

Luz was quite for a bit. "You have a point, anyhow I think we can speed up the drawing process to your impatient delight!" Luz said as she took of her bag pack and started digging after something.

Boscha rose one of her eyebrows. "And you took about me throwing jabs, while you do it yourself you hypocrite!" Boscha answered still with a small grin. "I guess I have spent too much time with you as you have started to rub of some of yours!" Luz answered.

Boscha gasped dramatically. "How can you say some so mean about the perfect me! I'm truly hurt now!" Boscha said dramatically, while leaning a little back and put the back of her hand on top of her forehead, the picture of a wounded noblewoman.