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the witch and the hunter

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Betty p.o.v
I've been warned my whole life about the infamous Jones family. I've been forced to keep myself and my identity a secret so that I and my family will be safe. I was forced to live a life outside of my covin to live long enough to actually call it a life. And still after all this,

I fell in love with a Jones.

I wish I could've said that my first live was innocent, that we didn't hurt annybody but each other. But I would lie, and I promised myself not to lie annymore. So I will tell you the truth, the whole painfull truth.

But first, let's start by the beginning.

It was a normal friday night for me, as some other teengaers go to padties and drink until the puke their guts out. I go to the dark forest, standing in the middle of it and wait until all I can hear in the ristling of the leaves above me and the faint sound of the water running trough the deep canals of the lake that is pamced at the edge of the forest.

I take my vans off and pull my socks off with them. I feel the dirt between my toes and take a deep breath, closing my eyes as I spread my fingers. I feel the coldnes the bare dirt give me and a faint smile is evident on my face.

When I feel the wind brush trough my hair that i pulled loose from my normal tight ponytail I know it's time. I put my arms infront of me and twist my left hand a little, I feel the wind increase around me and hear the branches of the trees that surround me begin to shake.

I let my hand fall back to my side and open my eyes smirking as I saw that every leave that once surrounded me all flew away. You see normal witches always need to mutter some unkown language for them to produce any form of magic.

But I'm not a normal witch, I'm a elemental. It's the reason why I'm not with my dad and mom safe at the covin. Because the covin isn't safe for me when i'm there, you see the Jones family had a big war with witches hunderts of years ago.

And they would've won, if it wasn't for the power of elementals. They can crush building with their storms and can make every burn in falme with there anger. So the hunters lodt the fight, but they never lost spirit.

And after that the oldest Jones promised to himself that if he ever saw a elemental again he would kill her or him. Just out of revenge, and apriently the Jones family took that behaviour over.

I don't know if I'm the last elemental alive, all I know is that there is not much of us over annymore and that my parents will do annything to protect me and my powers.

I closed my eyes again and set my heel tight into the dirt, and crouch down putting my hand on it too. I focus on my breathing and feel teh whole ground. I feel all the souls of the animals that live underground and can hear the flow of the water in plants. I twist my hand a little and focus very deep.

I have a frown on my face as I hold my breath. Soon I feel a plant grow underneath me and my frown goes away, replacing it with a bright smiel. As I open my eyes my smile brightens even more as I see that infront of me is now planted a gorgoeus white rose. It seems like it's reflecting light and I cannot helo but be in trance by the beauty of the nature.