A Thorn in My Side(The Owl House Oc Story)

To the Rescue

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(TW:BLOOD AND DEATH! You have been warned.)

Hope's POV

Hope gripped Bristled body tightly. Hope laid her friend down and stood up. A low growl raising in her throat. She turned around. Anger pulled through her.

"You will regret this!" Hope growled, a red aura formed around the witch. She let her emotions go... she leaped forward and slices Blitz cheek.

Blitz winced before grabbing Hope's shirt and swung her around until she let go throwing Hope into a wall.

Hope slammed against the wall and as soon as she hit the ground she was starting to get back up. She could barely feel her pain, her anger made it easy to bare the pain. She leaped at the witch again slicing at the witch's face. Blitz let out a loud yell and summoned a ice Spike that sliced Hope's side. Hope lost her balance after the slice to the side. She landed hard on the ground. She looked down at her side, it was pulsing blood. She struggled to get up, she got up and then stumbled as she grabbed her side.

"Give up! You're not strong enough!" Blitz growled holding an ice spike. She sliced Hope's stomach leaving a deep cut. Hope stumbled back, Blitz sliced Hope's cheek then her shoulder. Blitz let out a frustrated grunt. "WHY WONT YOU GIVE UP!" She dug the spike deep into Hope's stomach.

Wincing Hope reaches for her stomach. She looked back up at Blitz narrowing her eyes. "Because I love her...." she growled she shot lightning from her hand sending Blitz back into a tree knocking the witch out. Hope reaches down for the ice spike that was stabbed in her stomach. She gently pulled it out, pain wrenching her body. Her vision went black, she quickly shook her head regaining conscious. She pulled the last of the spike out and stared at the spike. Her vision grew hazy before closing her eyes...

(The story is Changing POVS because there's not much to do with Hope and Bristle with them in this state.)

Henry's POV

Henry ran, he knew that yell... Blitz! He had heard the yell on the way to meet up with Luz, Willow, Gus and Amity to talk about a plan for finding Hope... as soon as the group met up they heard the yell.

"Are you sure that was Blitz who yelled!?" Amity yelled following close behind.

"Whoever it is needs help!" Gus was the one to reply.

Henry shook his head. He needed something good to work out for him in his favor. The last two days had been stressful. To his relief he could see Blitz house getting closer. He sped up.  He skidded to a stop and turned to the other's, "Willow And Gus check inside! Me, Amity and Luz will check the back."

Willow nodded and grabbed Gus running to the door. Henry ran to along the side of the house. His heart skipped a beat at the scent of blood.

"Is that blood?" Luz whispered.

Henry nodded, he rounded the corner and froze. He could see Bristle laying in a small puddle of blood. He opened his mouth to say something, but Amity already took off over to the injured witch. Henry nodded and scanned the rest of the field.. his heart stopped. "HOPE!" He ran over falling on his knees before he even got to Hope.

Hope laid in a pile of her own blood. The witch had deep cuts all over her and a deep stab wound on her stomach. "Oh god-" He picked his sister up and cradled her head softly, "Hope! Come on! You can't die! YOURE TO DAMN STUBBORN TO!" Tears formed as he squeeze his sister. He pressed his ear against the witches chest. Her heart beat was slow and her breathing Shallow.

"We have to get them to the hospital now!" Luz's voice was frantic.

Henry was in to much shock to say anything so he nodded. He scooped his sister up and pulled her close. He looked back at Amity picking up Bristle.

"I'll go get Willow and Gus! You guys run!" Luz called running to the house.

Henry took off cradling his sister close, "Hang in there Hope!" Tears streamed down his face. His heart was beating so loud, he was sure his heart was in his head. His legs burned from running so much, "You're not going to die! You're going to be fine." He cried. He looked down at his sister. Seeing her so weak and frail bothered him, he wasn't use to it. Soon the market came into view. "HURRY AMITY!"

His legs carried him through the crowds of people. His lungs begged for air and his legs were burning. Squeezing his older sister she saw the hospital in sight.

"Hold on Bristle!" Henry could barley hear Amity say.

Henry let his legs carry him and he pushed open the doors. As soon as he entered he collapsed to the floor. Dropping his sister he was exhausted. He tried to speak, but he could get a word out.

"PLEASE! SOMEONE WE NEED HELP!"  Henry could barely make Amity's voice out before closing his eyes......