Battle of the Zodiacs

{ 15 } Amos and Isabel

Willow's POV:
No no no no no no no no no. This can't be happening, this is just a dream, yeah only a dream! I can wake up and this horrible nightmare will be over! Okay just wake up Willow it's no big deal just a bad dream! We can go on like none of this happened! Heh...
I could hear people whispering about me. A children started to cry and a little boy was about to ask who I was but was quickly silenced by I suppose their mother who was shocked.
"She needs to leave!",
"We have the guard dogs outside!",
"We should attack!",
"Is that Willow...?",
"No! That can't be! That's impossible!",
"We banned her from Wingdale!",
"Has she come back with revenge?",
"Is she here to declare war on us?",
"Why is she here!",
"Willow!", A deep, loud, booming voice shouted.
Willow...?
It's fine Bubble... I got this...
Okay, but just remember that I'm here if you need me.

"Y-Yes... father...", I hesitantly replied, stuttering my words in fear. I was shaking and looking to the ground. The other 14 were still unseen in the small narrow tunnel. "Should we help Willow?", I heard Owen ask.  "No. leave her. She'll ask for help when- er - if she needs help.", Bubble responded.

Third Person POV:
"Why is everyone whispering?", Jasmine asked as she put her ear to the wall of the tunnel, trying to hear what was going on. "Amos... is that ...", A woman around her mid fifties who stood up from where she was sitting. Willow's father looked at the women. "Yes Isabel, it's her...", Amos replied, sorrowfully shaking his head.

"Willow. Why the hell did you come back here? We banned you from this land! Do you have any idea how many people have laid eyes on you without knowing that you were a threat?", Amos angrily continued, glaring at the girl.

"Amos... please ...", Isabel replied, her eyes filled with worry. "No. We both know what she truly is; a monster, and I will NOT stop until that girl is dead. She is a horrible lesbian, and she will Burn. In. Hell.", Amos responded raising his voice at Willow. She timidly stood my ground, not willing to back down.

"Well, that's such a great way to treat a murder's friend. Ya wanna die that badly, huh?", Willow turned around to see Alina in her ram form. She breathed some fire while pawing the floor, and glared at Amos.

"Alina no!", Jasmine shouted grabbing Alina by one of her ram horns. "Violence isn't the answer! Let Willow work this out!", Jasmine pleaded. Alina didn't move and continued to stare at Amos, her eyes filled with rage. Amos glared back, as if he was accepting a challenge. Owen grabbed Jasmine and pulled her back into the tunnel.

"Owen let me go!", Jasmine replied as she tried to stop Owen from taking her back into the tunnel. Fortunately, Owen was stronger, and managed to pull Jasmine back into the cave, and away from Alina and Willow. "You can't be so reckless like that, Jasmine. You could've got hurt!", Owen replied. He didn't want Jasmine to get hurt, because they were best friends since the day they met in preschool...

Flashback...
"Hello!", A little pink haired wearing a light blue dress with black leggings under it, and little black flats named Jasmine said, as she sat beside a tiny Owen, a little red haired boy wearing a blue shirt with a red dinosaur on it.
"O-Oh.. uh...h-hi ... i-it's n-nice to m-meet you ... my n-name is Owen...", he shyly responded as he stuttered his words.
"Oh! That's a pretty name! My name is Jasmine!", She replied with a cute little smile on her face. Owen managed to smile and then returned building a little town with some building blocks.

"What are you building?", Jasmine asked curiously as she observed the stacks of blocks and the little blocks on top of each other in all different colors; red, purple, orange, blue, green, yellow, and pink. "I'm b-building a town!", Owen said surprised. Owen didn't have any friends and was always so shy. None of the children talked or played with him. "That's awesome! Can I help?", Jasmine asked cheerfully. "S-Sure!", Owen replied handing her some building blocks.