Witches & Demons (On hold)

I am an ACTUAL WITCH!

This cannot be happening. This witch- who is extremely beautiful -is taking me on a ride with a broom. Maybe this is another dream. Or maybe not. I remember waking up this morning. She looks, no stares, at me. She doesn't even look at the direction we are going.

Then she says, "So... my name is Mitsu. What is yours?" Seriously?! You whisk someone away, then tell them your name and ask theirs?! What kind of person (excuse me, witch) does that?! Of course, I did not tell her that. "My name is Liza. Why do you like blue so much?" Me and my polite soul. Mitsu was happy I asked. "Well, blue is just amazing! I even dyed my hair blue, isn't it cool?", she said. She wasn't happy with my answer, "Blue is okay. But red is my favorite." Seriously, talking to the kidnapper? Wait a minute, KIDNAPPER! "Um.... excuse me, why was I kidnapped again?", I asked her. Mitsu said, "Well, you are one of us. I had to save you from that demon. He has been trying to find you for a long time. He wants you for his wife." WHHHHAAAAAAAATTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay, freaking out time. As this happened, Mitsu landed. She said, "Welcome to your new home!"

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This place, whatever it's called, was awesome. Even though the witches flying around creeped me out it was still amazing. I mean, there were shops with lots pretty clothing, a broom shop, and a mall. There was not just witches, there were warlocks. I saw some of them looking at me, too.

Mitsu took me home. Mitsu's family was crazy. I did not say that out loud. Mitsu's father, Mr. Toko, was a buff giant. Mr. Toko liked green. Her sister, Tami, was as beautiful as her. Except that she had purple everything and was born earlier, they could have been twins. Her brother was.... eccentric. He was handsome, but his tastes were kind of weird. And the fact that once he saw me, he followed me everywhere didn't help that fact at all. He wore black instead of purple or blue or green. I don't get why they can't decide on one color. 

The dining room showed there difference in color. One side had green. Right next to that was purple. After that was black. And after that was blue. At the other end was strangely red. Must be the mom's. Exactly where the colors were was the person who liked that particular color. The other seat with red was empty. I asked, "Where is your mother? And is that her chair?" Awkward silence. Mitsu broke it. "Well, that is her chair. But, she is no longer with us." "Where is she?" I thought that maybe Mr. Toko was divorced. "She died five years ago.", said Mitsu. Oops. "It's okay, really." She forced a smile. It wasn't okay.

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Mitsu's room color wasn't surprising. Blue. It was everywhere. Even the knobs to the door to enter and on the closet. "Well, how do you like it? Pretty cool, right?", asked Mitsu. It was a rhetorical question. Then she ran to the bed and plopped on it. She told me to join her. When I sat down, she started to interrogate me. "So, what is your favorite color? Oh, yeah you told me that. Red. Just like my mom did you know that? Of course you did you saw her chair." Then she asked the question I had been wondering ever since the burning. "Why was that demon looking for you anyway. I heard him say before- not that I was spying on him or anything- that he wants to marry you. Do you know why?" Why and how would I know? "No.", was all I said. She was disappointed I could tell.

"What was your witch group name?", Mitsu asked. "What?" "Oh... right you don't even know you are really a witch." "WHAT?" "Well, you are. Or else that demon, what was his name... Taru, wouldn't be so persistent in marrying you. No offense. It is just that, if a human would not marry him when he asked he'd kill them. Creepy, huh? So you have to be a witch or you'd be dead." Comforting. "I don't know. All I know is that my family name is, well was not including me, Valcusios. Is that helpful?" She stared at me for a minute. "The Valcusios? Is that what you said?", she asked me. "Yesss...... Why? Is that weird?" "No. It is just that the Valcusios is the most powerful witch clan of them all. Liza if this is true, you are not just powerful- you are a princess. Princess of all of us, Witch Kingdom. That would explain why Taru is after you, he wants to become King of the Witches." WHAT?!