The Hunted

Chapter 30

Hugo's POV

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As I watched the guards led the witches up to the pyre I notice faith giving me a disgusted glare.

"After they are executed release my son" I told the guards behind me.

I am certain my son will be angry with me for this but he will grow to understand after all this is for his own good.

I watch as they tied Clare, faith, and Ann to the stake. Putting ropes around their legs and waist and tying their arms behind there back. A large crowd gathered to watch the event.

"Do you think they are who they say they are? I have known Ann and Clare for the longest time and they have always appeared decent woman" i heard a woman say to a Elderly man who stood beside her.

"It's the art of deception my dear, I hear these witches are very good at that" the old man replied to her

I can't help to nod and agree with him

Once they were finished binding the 3 she devils to the stake the local priest stepped forward, faced the women and made a cross motion with his hands while saying to them

"May you find peace and be cleansed of you're dark ways. My you finds Gods love and be saved and excepted in to the kingdom of light"

Then he put his hands down by his sides turns around and walks away

"Any last words?" The executioner asked the witches

"Go to hell" I barley here faith say because of the distance between us

I see a amused smile on the executioners face and I can only imagine what it is he says to her.

"Lady's first"

He walks to the side and another man hands him a torch that has already been lit

He walks to them and simply drops the torch on the hay stacked beneath them then very calmly walks away

There is not that much fire just a lot of smoke stemming up to them they all start to cough and soon are all unconscious from the lack of air to breath besides faith still holding it together . But that will change

I start to think of how many more witches are out there and how much more work me and my son have ahead of us for the days to come and then suddenly I noticed something very strange.

Everything has stopped. No not stopped just slowed down extremely . Like time it's self is just moving at a very slow pace

Just then I see from a distance a strange man that Iv never seen before running through the crowd At first I am confused but then shortly realize what he is up to.

I see a woman with long Blonde hair running behind him and I immediately recognize her. its Mary she stops running and stands in the middle of the crowd looking around probably making sure everyone is effected by the spell that she obviously created

I Stand very still not making a sound blending in with the rest of the crowd that has been frozen in time.

These idiots must have forgotten that hunters are immune to witches spells.

I watch oddly dressed man go up to the pyre and start to untie a completely unconscious Claire.

Anger rages inside me .

I slowly reach to my side grabbing my crossbow and slowly aiming it at faith . she is the reason for all of this.. i place my finger on the trigger right as I am about to pull it I fell a stinging pain in my chest