Witch Rising (Hazbin Hotel Fanfic)

Chapter 8

This image is the summoning circle that will be mentioned later. Warning ⚠️ this chapter will include acts of self harm. Please be aware of this as you read. I will include the ⚠️ before the scene. There is also cursing. 🤬

After getting back to the hotel Alastor had helped me to put everything away. Once it was all sorted I got to work on making lunch. Just some simple sandwiches. Alastor had taken one before excusing himself. Honestly, even though I enjoyed his company I needed some time to myself. To figure out what that feeling was.

I sighed resting my head on the counter. The sandwiches were on a plate in the dining room. It would probably be a good idea to announce that lunch was ready. But I really want to figure out what that feeling meant! Why were there butterflies in my stomach? And why was my stomach doing flips?

My shadow raised off of the ground and placed a hand on my shoulder, "Your mind is in turmoil. Go do some shadow work and sort it out. We have spells to cast. There are witches who still need Mother Mary." my shadow told me.

I shook my head, "You're right, sorry. Did you or Mittens happen to pick anything else up?" I asked as I stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

"Your mind was in disarray so I had stayed with you. We will have to see what Mittens did together." it told me as we walked into the lobby.

Husker was at the bar drinking. Charlie was at the counter organizing. Nobody else was in sight. May as well announce lunch to them at least. Then I can try to focus once I get to my room. "There are sandwiches in the dining room for lunch if you are hungry." I shouted out to the two as I made my way to the stairs.

"Thanks Salem!" Charlie called after me.

Walking into my room I was greeted with the sight of herbs, oils, flowers, and other stuff littering my bed. Mittens was layed on the ground breathing heavily. His energy very obviously exhausted. I closed the door and locked it before going over to the cat.

"Thank you for working so hard Mittens. I'm sorry you had to do all this by yourself." I apologized while gently petting the cat.

"You can make it up to me with some catnip tea later." Mittens groaned out.

"Will do." I agreed with a soft smile.

My shadow had begun to organize and put everything away while I was talking to Mittens. When I stood back up my shadow came over and grabbed me. It pulled me over to a small desk/vanity before making me sit. Shoving a journal and pen into my hands.

I began writing in the journal, doing my shadow work. In my writing I described the feeling I had. What I was doing when the feeling came. Who was around during the coming of the feeling. I even included that the feeling hadn't been horrid just...weird...as I had not experienced it before.

"This is your second day here. You should finish setting up your connection with your summoning circle. In case any of the children call for you." Mittens called out to me.

"Fuck I forgot about that!" I growled, standing quickly.

My shadow quickly merged into the ground, forming the shape of my summoning circle. Mittens jumped onto my shoulder, a hunting knife in his jaws. I took the knife with a smile. Mittens immediately leaving the circle after. Taking in a slow calming breath to prepare myself.

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Quickly I slid the knife across my arm causing my blood to fall onto the summoning circle. "As mother and crowne I finish this circle. My name that shall be known and used for this circle to function is Mary Agatha Smith. With my own blood I finish this circle. So that my children may summon me to the land of the living in their time of need. May my children know and call to me as Mother Mary. By blood I do decree, may the blessed be." I recited, my magic causing things to rattle and shake, my blood soaking into the floor in the shape of the circle.

(End of self harm.)

Once I finished my spell I got hit with an extreme wave of nausea and dizziness. I fell to my knees holding my head with one hand, my other on the floor to hold me up. My ears twitched at the sound of footsteps rushing towards my door. I really don't want to deal with them, I don't have the energy.

"You better wrap your arm up before they bust that door down." Mittens warned after bringing me some gauze.