𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 ➣ [𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ 🕊*ೃ༄ 𝟸𝟼 : ‎ᗢ : 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚍

Y/N grunted, dodging a purple blast that was directed toward her. She tried to tackle her, but Amanda flew up towards the sky and she followed her up. Dark black clouds gathered behind her after she reached Amanda's level.

"Take it!" Y/N hurled a green blast at her, "I don't want it!" she growled in impediment and aimed one square at Amanda's chest.

Amanda gasped it hit her; a sense of power coursed through her body as it entered.

Y/N steered another one at her and stretched a hand down at Sam as he flew towards her. "Y/N, What the hell are you doing?" he yelled as a green shield pushed him down to the ground.

"Come on, Y/N!" Amanda urged in impatience.

Y/N didn't answer Sam and threw another energy blast past Amanda at the skyscraper behind her, receiving a weird look from her.

They circled each other in the air; Amanda cackled maniacally as Y/N kept hurling green blasts at her. They went spiraling and spinning, flying high through the clouds, having no sense of direction where they were going because the thick, dark clouds around them were obscuring their vision.

"Release your burden!" Amanda encouraged right before Y/N hurled an energy blast at her with a yell.

Y/N crossed her arms diagonally, sending a large burst of green at Amanda, she stared at her hand as it shrunk and darkened but kept throwing them anyway. She felt her breath slow down and power leave her body.

"Escape your fate, Y/N!" Amanda shouted as Y/N cast another energy ball; she felt wrinkles form on her face and skin clasp to her bones. "There's more! I want it all!"

Y/N yelled and send a huge green blast behind Amanda and then right at her. She kept throwing with so much emotion and strength that Amanda was forced backward mid-air at the strength.

 A thick green string of magic connected the two as the last bit of power transferred from Y/N's body into Amanda's.

Amanda cackled evilly in achievement and absorbed Y/N's power as she panted for breath, struggling desperately.

"About our deal," Amanda spoke up after consuming the last of powers, "Once cast, a spell can never be changed. In the same way, you," she pointed at Y/N, "Will always be broken, a disappointment, and a disgrace. A murderer," she added coldly. 

"Not all stories have happy endings,"  The Watcher spoke up, watching the scene from the clouds above between the two witches, "No matter how much we want it. Some finish even before they begin."

A weak cry sounded from Y/N as she remained floating mid-air, shriveled, hunched, and helpless. Or so it appeared to be.

With a deep breath, Amanda pulled her hands and thrust them forward to blast Y/N. Small black sparks emitted from her fingertips, but nothing happened. She tried again but in vain.