Frozen Beyond [gxg]

Voodoo

"So your Arendelle princess girlfriend has ice powers and is an elemental spirit? Well shit. When you get in deep, you get in deep." Jarrah whistled, smacking a branch out of the way which only came back to smack him in the face.

Keahi scowled and looked behind her for a moment before jumping over a log and pushing away a branch with a spider web. "I don't mean to brag or anything but she is pretty amazing." Keahi grinned, coming to a stop and putting her hands on her hips and scratching the back of her head.

"And your fire powers aren't fire ejaculating at all?" Jarrah stumbled into Keahi, causing her to lurch forward. She shoved him, though he didn't budge. The man was like a brick wall.

"That's...not the right word and don't say it like that." Keahi groaned, marching forward as she swatted at a few bugs that annoyingly buzzed around.

They came from the forest into a small channel of the beach. On the other side, a small decrepit hut sat on the rocky outcrop.

"Did we find it?" Jarrah complained, "I'm not built for walking through forests. EEE!" He screeched, leaping up and grabbing Keahi like a rag doll.

She swatted at him until he put her down and she used a stick to shoo the lizard that caused Jarrahs horrid screeching. "Jarrah, really?"

He let out an iffy laugh. "So why didn't you come visit this voodoo lady years ago if it was possible to make Crow not so...insane?"

Keahi started down the hill towards the hut. "Well, I guess when you are used to living a certain way. You become comfortable in it, no matter how dark it can be." She looked up at the sky, the clear stars twinkling overhead. "It isn't until someone shows you the light that you realize how far in the darkness you've strayed."

"Awe, and here I thought I was the poet."

Keahi scowled, "Where is your lute, by the way?"

"Back on the ship!" He whined.

Keahi rolled her eyes. Once they got to the hut, they eyed each other, unsure. The hut was built of old, decaying wood. Spider webs and dust collected over random items that were strewn about the porch. Old glass jars, different colored bottles, beads, odd shaped miniature figures.

Keahi pushed open the lopsided, deteriorated door and it creaked slowly until it was fully open on its hinges. Keahi stepped in, the floorboard letting out a moan under her weight. Jarrah had to duck to get into the small building and crouch over so his head didn't hit whatever was dangling from the ceiling. Old cloth, gems and feathers consisted of most of the dangling ceiling items. His head brushed against something and the pieces clattered together. It didn't take them long to realize it was bones.

Jarrah went to yell and Keahi stood on her tiptoes to clamp a hand over his mouth, her other hand putting an index finger to her lips to shush him. Once she was sure he wasn't going to scream, she gingerly removed her hand and shook her head. "Since when did you become so jumpy?" she whispered harshly.

"Since we started trolloping through the forest like a bunch of woodland fairies!" He shot back.

When they both were done bickering, they started forward. But someone blocked them. Keahi jumped, holding up her hands into fists as sparks of fire started but died out.

Jarrah assumed the same position, looking at Keahi out of his peripheral. "Man, get it together, your fireworks are what save our asses all the time."

"Im trying." Keahi seethed back, shaking her hands. A bit of red glowed around them until it faded.

The woman in front of them didn't move, and Keahi realized she was much older and dropped her hands to her side. The woman's eyes were a milky blue, deep wrinkled on her face as her chapped lips pulled inward to show she probably had only a few, or no, teeth.