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"Oh mother, your work is so beautiful..."
With her continuing murmurs to herself, she headed into the forest, searching deeply for the fruit she sought out for.
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"You're lost, Troy."
"No, I know where i'm going." He yells.
He walks for hours before collapsing on the ground, hungry and tired. He tries to stand but can't.
"You're lost...and going to die."
"No! Go away!" He cries before biting down on his arm, blood seeping from the fang punctures. He holds back tears and collapses, blacking out.
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She slammed the bottom of her staff down, her blue eyes shining for a moment. The body lifted up and the girl silently walked towards the waterfall, setting him down to go to her cave. She split the water for a moment, walking down the path into her cave. She retrieved some medical bandages. She returned afterwards, cleaning up the wound before healing it with the green glow that emitted from her hands. She watched it close up, and soon moved on to observe him. "Such a strange person, ive never seen this sort of sorcery.."
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"Hello?" he says slowly.
He takes a step forward.
"She's going to kill you."
"Shh...she could be friendly."He whispers to himself.
He takes another step closer.
"Hello?"
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"I see you're doing better than earlier. I'm glad." She chuckled, her eyes on hand close to the knife he kept. "There's no need for that, I'm harmless."
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"No." He looks at her, thinking that she thinks he is crazy.
Troy takes his hand away from the knife and walks closer to her, his other warning him.
"Who are you?" Troy asks nervously, knowing that there is always the possibility that the other was right. "How are my wounds healed so fast?"
He keeps his eyes locked on the female.
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"I am Mary. Mary Crowlson." The young witch flicked he staff up lightly, watching as one of the apples from the basket levitated and made it's way to the creature. "Most want me burned at stake, despite my good deeds. I've been here for years... A witch you may call me. "
"And you are?"
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"I am Troy Acerall. Son of Gryffin."
Troy takes a bite of the apple.
"Mary, you are the first creature I have seen in months, apart from the odd bluebird or mouse, I do not know of a way I can repay you for...for saving me. And I can not see how anyone can see the stake a fitting place for you. Tell me, where am I?"
He is surprised by her magical abilities and the very act of saving him.
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She sighed as he had not understood her hint. "I'm a witch, dear. Don't you ever hear of the rules to burn witches at stake? Something most humans say..."and she turned to look to the waterfall. "Do not repay me, I have nothing to be thanked for." Her blonde hair fell down her sides, tangled in some areas, but nothing a brush or two couldnt handle.
"May I ask what race you are, Troy?"
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She sighed as he had not understood her hint. "I'm a witch, dear. Don't you ever hear of the rules to burn witches at stake? Something most humans say..."and she turned to look to the waterfall. "Do not repay me, I have nothing to be thanked for." Her blonde hair fell down her sides, tangled in some areas, but nothing a brush or two couldnt handle.
"May I ask what race you are, Troy?"
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He realises he can't answer, he doesn't know of the name or if there are any others. He looks down.
"She's asking too many questions..."
"Go away." He whispers.
"No, listen to me...she must die."
"I can't kill the one that saved me."
Troy looks up at Mary. He is slightly embarrased and ashamed.
"I...I'm sorry, I do not know the answer, it's been so long. I do not know what I am." Troy looks down at his hands, the burn seeming as new as the day he got it.
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She had no intention of striking the young man, however still had her cautionaries. Of course, a friend would swing by to help her within seconds, yet he hadn't been around in weeks. Her luck was great though. She looked to the mirror like water, the blue of her eyes seeming intensified as she smiled at the images she saw.
"I am unable to return memories or repair one's true self." She murmured, soon turning away and taking a bite out of the peeled apple.
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"I must be going." Troy changes the subject. He wants to leave but the other is keeping him back.
"Stay...kill her."
"No, now let me go." He tries to pull away but he can't, the other is growing stronger. Troy can't fight himself.
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"Would you like anything for your trip, food, supplies?"
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"And maybe something to carry things. A bag, an old sack, a rag, just something to keep it all together."
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Meanwhile, she felt eyes in her. He must be here soon, he sworn it. She dismissed the thought and headed off towards the waterfall.
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"How did I do that? Can't let Mary see that."
Troy repositions himself in front of the tree, poorly hiding the marks.
"That was me, not you."
Troy hates that side of him. He calms down quickly and waits for Mary.
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After a few minutes, Mary came out of the cave, basket in hand and staff returning to her. She walked over to Troy and smiled, "Be careful, dear. I may not always be there to help you when you're tired..."
Meanwhile, a man's ears twitched, picking up two voices. A familar. The other? Not so familar. He barred his teeth, his tail swaying to and fro. He began to make his way into the forest once more.
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"You should have killed her."
"I can't kill the one that saved me."He mumbles viciously.
"She's a witch..."
"...she saved my life."
"And? She said it herself, she should burn on the stake."
"Go away."
Troy tries to keep it at bay. But the other is becoming to powerful and there is only one option to stop it.
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"Oh no..." His heart beats faster again, rage growing. His vision blurs slowly as the surroundings merge into one.
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Troy awakes on the ground, covered in blood and surrounded by fallen trees. He stands up slowly, his fur dyed. He suddenly realises something, he's moving, walking but without control.
"Stop, now!"Troy yells, but his body continues to move, back the way he came.
"I knew you were weak, so I took over." With a swipe of his claw he gouges the earth.
"What are you doing?"
"Visiting someone." His body moves on to all fours and moves away with a burst of speed.
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