~𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈~ ʜᴜɴᴛʟᴏᴡ

Chapter 1 ~Dream~

A/N: sooo I wrote this chapter and then was looking for cover art and found this absolutely fucking perfect huntlow art, and realized "omfg this is shittinf perfect!" But the art still isn't mine. 

Hunter's POV

I lay in bed, thinking as Gus snored beside me. It was around 3:00 AM. I sighed. 'What if we never get back to the Demon Realm? What if I never get to see my other friends again? What if I never get to play Flyer Derby with the Captain again?' I asked myself. My thoughts slowly turned to Willow, Captain of the Flyer Derby team. My mind flashed back to when we first met, she had been so kind to me, even when I was rude to her, and her friends. As I lay in bed, my eyelids began to feel heavy, and I knew I would dream of Willlow that night. 

And I did. But not how I thought I would.

I was back on the Boiling isles, but at once knew something was wrong. I was alone, and in fact, the entire island was silent. Maybe Belos had won, and every wild witch had been annihilated. I suddenly hear a maniacal laugh, and look up to see a oh too familiar shadow fall across my face. My heart was full of dread, and not necessarily to my surprise, I saw Belos. He stood in front of me, his wrinkled, scarred face staring down at me. "Hunter, I'm truly disappointed." Belos's voice was tinged with regret, but anyone could tell it was faked. A ruse. That ugly face meant to trick you, but I wouldn't fall for it. He dropped something in front of me, but at first I hardly recognized it. It was a bloody, ravaged body. 

I stared at it, confused, and devastated by this terrible, unfair death, until I recognized the color of her blood matted hair.

 It was dark green. 

My heart dropped into my stomach as I recognized Willow. Her glasses cracked...Her dark hair tangled and messy....There was no way she could still be alive. "YOU MONSTER!" I screamed at Belos. "Give her back! Give. Her. Back!" I demanded angrily, tears rolling down my face. Belos slowly shook his head, laughing. "Oh, you poor boy. You know you can't undo death." Belos turned and left, leaving me with Willows body, probably to gloat over his victory. I rested my head on her chest, not even caring about the blood seeping from her body into mine.

"Willow....please, Captain, you're so strong...you don't have to die." I whispered, not even being able to imagine what life would be like without her. But there was nothing I could do, warmth was already draining from her body. As I pleaded for her to stay with me, I felt warm air stir the hair around my ear, and a familiar voice whispered, "Hunter, you...y.." Willows hoarse voice filled me with hope.  

Her voice began to become louder and more clear. "Hunter...hey, Hunter, you have to wake up!" The scenery around me began to change, and I found myself once again in Camila's basement, Gus's sleeping bag empty on the couch beside me, and Willow bent over me worriedly.

I threw my arms around Willow, so glad to see her moving again. "Willow! Thank Titan you're okay!" I exclaimed. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine! I don't quite understand, Sunflower, what's wrong?" Willow asked me. I realized it had only been a dream, well, more of a nightmare of course, but for now, I was still stuck in the Human Realm. "Oh-uh, it was just a nightmare.." I muttered to Willow. "Oh, well I'm glad you're okay now! Come on, you wanna go eat some breakfast?" I nodded eagerly, licking my lips. 

I felt my face go warm, her face was so close to mine. "Camila made churros!" Willow added sing-songly. I shook off my blush and got up and we started heading up the basement steps together. "Yum! My favourite!" I replied, just glad to be with Willlow.

Sorry about this being a bit of a short chapter, I'm really just making this in my free time, so I don't know how often I'll be updating on this, but let me know if u like it and what to see more! -681 words- (My goals 1000 per chapter)

Love u jellyfishes, 'till next time!