The Owl House Oneshot Collection

I Thought Your Eyes Were Brown

Word Count: 5,749

Originally Finished: 07/16/2023

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death

Characters: Luz Noceda, Hunter, Eda Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorne, Emperor Belos

Relationships: Hunter & Luz Noceda, Emperor Belos & Luz Noceda, Eda Clawthorne & Luz Noceda

Other Tags: Heavy Angst, Sad Ending, Feels, Amnesia, Mutilation, Attempted Murder, Murder, Fates Worse than Death, Canon Divergence, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Summary: Even though Belos assured him and everyone else in the coven this new person wasn't one he recognized, Hunter still had a strangely familiar feeling about this new "prophet". They looked near identical to the human who attempted to stop the Owl Lady's petrification just a few months ago. Except for one glaring feature, that is. That human's eyes were brown.

A/N: PLEASE read all the tags on this chapter. I am not joking, this is the darkest thing I've written so far and if you've read all these you know the bar that sets. So yeah, be prepared for this.

"I taught you better than this!"

Take deep breaths

"Come on now, faster!"

Focus on the target

"How can you expect to take down the wild witches like that? Do better!"

Strike steady and fast

Luzura tried to sweep the legs out from under Hunter, but he anticipated that and was able to dodge and easily pin her right after. She scowled at him while he just sneered. All she wanted to do was wipe that smug expression off her face.

"Alright Hunter, release her. She's been humiliated enough." Belos sighed as he leaned to the side of the chair he sat in whenever he watched them train, "Once again, you win."

Hunter instantly got up and began to walk away, though he was able to get one last indignant look towards Luzura as he walked back to grab a towel and some water. Luzura growled and grabbed a fistful of dry, dusty dirt in her hand from the ground.

"Hey Goldie! Think you can help me up?" Luzura said, making her voice sound comically innocent and pitiful.

Hunter sighed and turned around, walking back to his sparring partner. Once he was close enough as he began to reach down to help her up, Luzura threw the dirt into his eyes, blinding him in a cloud of dust. While he couldn't see, she grabbed her wooden training staff from where he had managed to toss it to earlier, tackled him, and pinned him down by sitting on his stomach as she pressed the staff into his neck. He tried to get up, but with her pressing all of her weight down on her neck, it was hard to get enough strength to push her up. Luzura listened to the sound of him gasping for air closely as she was just focused on ensuring he couldn't get back up again.

"Luzura, enough. You win."

Just those last two words from Belos, and she released all the pressure and got off of Hunter, sitting on the ground and holding her staff in her lap. Hunter sat up and gasped for air and rubbed his neck as he regained composure, still trying to blink out the dirt in his eyes. When he was composed again, he turned to Belos, furious.

"Uncle! How can that be a win? The fight was over. She wasn't fighting fair in the slightest and used deceitful tactics! In no way can that be legitimate." Hunter complained, voice slightly raspy.