"Excuse me, I found your bottle!" Blake called back, grabbing the bottle. "Did it have something red inside?"
"Hm? Oh yeah, that's my bottle alright! Where are you?" The other person replied, "I can't see you anywhere!" Blake began to burrow through the closest part of her hideout, revealing an entrance into a new pathway that Blake didn't even know existed.
"Right here! It fell into my secret base!" Blake chirped, before jumping out – only to come face-to-face with the girl herself. The girl's hair was a sweet golden color, pulled back into twin ponytails. The girl's face and clothes were covered in dust and dirt, with what looked like a bit of char.
"Thanks a bunch! I really can't live without my special strawberry juice bottle, I need it to be different than my others!" The girl sang, taking the bottle from Blake's outstretched hands. "What can I do to thank you?"
"Oh no, it was nothing. My names Blake by the way, I live in the town nearby!" Blake smiled, "And this is my secret hideout, Fort Belladonna! That's my last name, I once read that Atlas' special military forts are named after people, so I named my fort after myself!"
"Wow, that's so cool! Did you make it all yourself?" The girl cooed, "Oh sorry, I'm Yang. I'm a witch!"
"Wait, a real witch? Where's your wart?" Blake looked at Yang's nose with a puzzled look, "Does it come in later?"
"Not all witches have warts!" Yang pouted, "I'm only eight anyways. Why would the wart wait until later?"
"I'm eight as well! Hey, I just had an idea, wanna become a member of Fort Belladonna? We could use a witch for our super-strong defenses!"
"Sure, but first we must make a pact of some sort! You know, so I can trust you!" Yang thought to herself for a second, before her eyes lit up. "How about this, I got the idea from something my mom did a while back. Since you'll get to use my magic, I get to have your firstborn child in trade!"
"My first child!? But I don't have any!" Blake cried, "I'm not old enough!"
"Relax, I meant in the future! When you have your first kid, you just give it to me! Simple as that, plus you get to use my uber-cool magic!"
"Could I see some magic first? I want to make sure you're a real witch." Blake asked, "Y'know, to make sure my firstborn child won't be disappointed!"
Yang set her bottle on the ground and drew a circle around it, beginning to chant. Before Blake knew what was going on, the circle began to glow and the bottle began to fill once more with the red liquid that she saw earlier.
"Whoa! So cool!" Blake stared in awe as the bottle filled up to the cork, the glowing stopping as it got full. "Is that the strawberry juice you were talking about?"
"Yup! Want some?"
"Sure!"
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The Blessed Curse
FanfictionWhen Blake was a child, she met a mysterious girl named Yang in the woods, who claimed to be a witch. Blake agreed to trade her firstborn child for Yang's assistance, but the pact would work out much differently than either of them had intended it t...
