Witch Hunt ☪

Witch Hunt ☪ [Chapter 1: It wasn't a dream....]

Witch Hunt

Chapter 1: It wasn't a dream....

I slowly came to to find myself in a hospital bed and room. It felt completely empty, well expect for a number of "get-well!" gifts that were left in the room probably by some of my family members and people I know at my school. Looking down at my body, my left arm was in a cast along with my right leg. " 'Live again'...." I let out a slight chuckle and dismissed the 'dream' of the girls as a figment of my imagination. "It was just a dream."

"It wasn't a dream...." I heard a familiar voice again, Blade. Looking to my right where a table was set, a golden-orange cat with a black diamond shape on it's chest sat ontop of the table. "Where did this cat come from?" I dismissed Blade's voice as it still being jusy my imagination. "Oh! Sleeping beauty is finally awake!" The second familiar voice sounded and this time my excuse of it being "just my imagination" was crushed. This was all real?! A black cat jumped onto the bed and sat in the middle of my legs looking up at me.

"Do you know how long your ass was out?!" Witch yelled out from the black cat. "Sister, please show some kindness to our new Host." Blade spoke to her sister as she joined Witch ontop of the bed, both looking straight up at me. "What...What...What the hell is going on?" I asked with disbelief in my voice as I was hardly believing what was going on. "Your weak ass self is our new Host, basically our new Home!" Witch shouted at me as she bit my arm right arm. "Ow!" I recoiled my arm from Witch's mouth.

"Who the hell are you two?!" I yelled at the two cats. Witch stood quiet as she slowly walked closer to me. When she was about inbetween my stomach and chest, she lifted up my her paw and brought it down onto my chest. I didn't really expect the so-called "hit" to do anything to me, but I was wrong I heard a "cracking" sound. "Gah!" The air was forced out of my body and I was completely left breathless from the paw punch, also a few of my ribs were fractured but I didn't notice. "Do not talk to my sister with that tone of voice." Witch said to me without much emotion or care about the new pain that was placed ontop of the old ones.

"We, by your Human terms, are both Demons, Witches to be specific of our kind. And as of right now we are being hunted to extinction. We don't know why or who called the 'Witch Hunt'." Witch said to me as she jumped down from the bed and onto the table. "Our kind is almost gome, Human. Me and my sister left the World Under to escape the Witch Hunt by occupying a Human that was near death, doing with will grant us temporary safety." Blade added in as she joined her sister and snuggled up to her.

This is a sad sight to see. Me, just laying there watching these two girls, or Witches, wondering the world to escape from the Witch Hunt and also wondering if they'll be safe for long. This "Witch Hunt" is basically genocide, but just under fancier words.

"Griim."

"Human?" Blade asked.

"My name is Griim Lexford." I sounded my name for them.

"Griim Lexford, will you help us?"

"Well....I did sign a contract." I don't know what made me feel this way, but I felt that Blade was smiling at me in happiness. "My name is Blade, Witch of Guns, a.k.a 'Bullet Witch'." Blade gave me her name and I guess by the way it sounds her style of spells.

" 'Witch of Guns' ? I thought Witches used spells, charms, and stuff like that." I questioned Blade as I was confused about it all together. "Yes. Witches in the World Under specialize in different styles of Witch Craft. We call them, 'Art Styles of the Witch' or 'Art Styles' for short. I took the Art Style of Guns, while my sister took the Art Style of Melee." Blade explained to me that there were totally different ways of Witch Craft. "My Art, Griim, is the Art of Melee Craft. The Witch of Melee, a.k.a 'Melee Witch'." Witch gave me her Art Style as they both faced me.

"This world is more strange than I last thought." I scratched the back of my head. Time passed by quick as the whole time we were talking about the World Under, Witch Craft Art Styles, and also about the Witch Hunt.For some reason I felt someone was watching us, but It could've been just the hospital staff. Night came quick and I went to sleep while Witch and Blade said they'll stay up late and talk about personal things when I fell asleep.

My life will never be the same again....