"S H E W A S H I S O T H E R H A L F, H E W A S H E R S A L V A T I O N"
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"You're a witch." Natasha told her, making Emilia look at her offended, thinking of it like an insult. "Gee thanks." Sarcasm dripped from her words.
Natasha widened her eyes. "No, no, no, no, no. I didn't mean it like that," she tried taking back her words. "I mean that you are literally a witch." Emilia looked at her like she was crazy.
"Haha very funny. Now really tell what the hell is going on!" Her eyes darted from person to person, getting more nervous and panicked as she saw how many there were before finally landing on Natasha, the person she trusts the most.
"We are. Why won't you believe us?" Natasha's voice was mocking, trying to make her angry because when a witch is overcome by emotions, they tend to lash out with their powers.
"Because you're crazy! All of you are!"
"Don't fight with me on this." Natasha said in a sing-song voice knowing it would lower Emilia's patience.
"Of course I'm going to fight with you on this because witchs aren't real!"
"Yes they are. you are one!"
"I'M NOT" Emilia yelled standing up, throwing her hands up, a gold dagger lashing out of her palm and breaking a vase dangerously close to Natasha's head. Emilia screamed and covered her mouth with her hands while Paul growled at Emilia and starting to shake, glaring at Emilia. But Natasha was unfazed and not scared at all. In fact she just held a bored expression on her face.
"Calm down, Paul." Natasha appeared in front of Paul in a instant, a soft expression on her face as she looked into his eyes. She was calm as her forest green orbs looked into his softening brown eyes. He visibly calmed down. He noticed how her eyes reminded him of the forest and the green leafs of the plants he sees when he's on patrol. It was like her eyes basically was made from the color of plants.
She ignored the shocked faces of the pack, and without any more words, she spun around facing her ginger friend, a happy expression on her face like nothing happened between Paul and her just now. But really, she just wanted stare into his eyes more. But these past few days, Emilia is her main priority.
"Looks like you are a gold witch!" She beamed as Emilia was shocked, her eyes darting between her friend and the golden dagger that was definitely sharp enough to cut off a person head, which only scared her more, since it almost cut off Natasha's ear.
"A gold witch?" Her voice was uneasy but she now was starting to believe them. Natasha nodded.
"There is a witch of everything. Like I'm a witch of Animals." Natasha held out her hand, a medium sized black as night snake slithering down her arm, occasionally sticking out its thin fork-shaped tongue. All of them except the other three witchs gasped in shock and fear, while Paul was in concern. He did not want her to get hurt.
