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Bewitching Spell (1x1, taken by Kanon)

Onezie Fellow

One Thousand Club

Genre: Fantasy, College life, Slice of Life, (either Action or Adventure), comedy, romance




Plot -


Witches have been nothing but myths and legends throughout the world, in different countries, cultures and in stories but what would it be like if they really did exists? These witches have lived in this one part of town in a particular part of the world for many generations, hiding their powers from the human eyes for many obvious points - witch hunting, burning, killed, captured for their magic. Now a few decades after, the witches are still there as a small family, with their daughter being the newest member of the family. Besides being a witch, she is very capable of looking normal in public except she wasn't told of the news of a family of Witch Hunters were living in the same town as hers. What would happen if she ran into one?


Character sheet -


Name:


Age:


Looks:


Witch / Witch Hunter:


Powers/ Weapons: (either is fine)


BIO: 
Name: Arthur


Age: 22


Looks: http://www.zerochan.net/1750408


Witch Hunter


Powers/Weapons: Xcaliburn (weapon)


BIO: Arthur is the youngest of 12 family members of Witch Hunters, most are dead from Witch hunting, meaning his family made him go into combat at a young age. He didn't enjoy it though because he didn't like the thought of having to kill someone but was made to by his older siblings, he now knows he has now point in stopping his actions on witch hunting. With no witches, he was now able to be normal, well you could call it normal, to him it's just weird. He enjoys cooking and swimming.
 
Scarlet looked around as she arrived in the front of her college gate. She looked flustered, her hair dark red, and she just accidentally burned the breakfast sandwich she's holding. The group of boys that used to tease her saw her power unleashed involuntarily yesterday. Scarlet is worried if they will try to find her today, in order to make some trouble.


She then decided to take a round turn and entered the college from back gate. It's safer that way. The path was empty, the day was still early. Her stomach grumbled as she walked through, an empty loneliness slowly crept up her chest.
 
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Arthur walked along the corridor of his college, streching and yawning slightly as he woke up from the all the commontion from his family about his Hunter duty and such which bothered him greatly as it was annoying and asinine . He soon just sighed and pulls out his breakfast, still okay condition even from his bag, as he then takes a bite out of it.
 
Scarlet was patting her hair (which was gradually getting back to its original brunette) when she caught a glimpse of a boy coming from behind her. She jumped a little in surprise. Her eyes caught his, and for a slight moment she thought she has encountered one of those teasing boys. She then realised that this was not the case and calmed down. Before the boy took notice of her, Scarlet hastened her pace. She hoped that boy didn't wonder why the sandwich in her hand was burned to ash.
 
Arthur looks up to see a girl was troubling herself a bit, but he shrugs the thought off as he continues to walk, still chewing on his breakfast before finishing it, tossing the napkin into a bin and sits down on a bench, stretching as he was feeling a bit stiff this morning. He soon looks back to the girl, looking at her before noticing the burnt sandwich in her hand and then thought to himself, "Must have burnt it that badly," he thought to himself.
 
Scarlet arrived in her class and noticed that most of the students were there already. It was already ten minutes before class time. She would love to sit in the back row, but unfortunately the group of boys she despised has already filled in that area. She hurried and sat at the far left front seat. Today was Professor Greenleaf's class, and he rarely asked students questions, so Scarlet felt that she was going to be fine. She hoped she wouldn't draw too much unnecessary attention.


Halfway through the class, Scarlet was disturbed by soft hitting at the back of her head. She turned around just to receive another paper ball thrown at her --- this time received by her face. Scarlet blushed madly, embarrassed, and took no time to turn back round. She didn't even have the courage to see who's the bully that tortured her this time. Professor Greenleaf apparently took no notice of all this.


"We'll take a ten minutes break," he said then, after another professor called him from the class doorway. Professor Greenleaf put down his chalk and went out of the room.


Scarlet had a bad feeling that the bully (most probably one of the teasing boys) will take more actions than just throwing her paper ball this time.
 
Arthur was writing down notes, soon stopping to see the teacher leave to attend other business with another professor. He closes his book and rubs his eyes softly, still tired from this morning and last night. He soon turns to look around his attnetion, seeing the guys picking on a girl for fun. "Bunch of jack-asses..." he said to himself quietly, not wanting to cause something in the classroom from those guys.
 
Scarlet knows her temper was particularly bad today. The boys began to shout some rude remarks about her, and Scarlet shivered with anger. She turned around, and saw one of them giving a hand gesture towards her. Scarlet felt her fists hurt from clenching. Before she realised it, the boy's hair tip was burning.


The classroom, initially put all their attention to Scarlet, began shouting and pointing at the small ignited fire. The boy screamed with surprise and fear, and hurriedly put off the fire, but it has burnt the edge of his ears. Scarlet was experiencing a mixture of satisfaction and devastation. In the middle of the commotion she hurriedly take her bags and slip out of the class.


She couldn't risk any more trouble after an incident like that. If her brother knows what had happened, she would surely be forced to drop out of school! They had been talking about it all week since her 21st birthday. But how absurd is that, to be homeschooled as a... witch?! Scarlet had always wanted to graduate with good grades from this college and flatly refused.
 
Arthur turned to see what was going on and was surprised to see it happening. He could believe his eyes as the boy's hair was on fire and burnt the edge of his ear. As he watched the girl quickly run, he gets out and goes after her, knowing her secret of being a witch was revealed to the entire class and to him. "Wait! Stop!" he told her.
 
There was no choice. Scarlet had to turn back. She had to face whatever it was and bear with it. After that she will probably transferred into another college or probably homeschooled. She clenched her eyes shut, and turned around meekly. When she slowly opened her eyes, she saw the yawning boy she met earlier today. She knew his name vaguely.... Arthur, if she's not wrong. She thought he was quiet, and she was surprised that he ran after her.


"I-i... I don't know about what happened back there!" Scarlet stammered. "I have nothing to do with it!"
 
Arthur slows down a bit, catching his breath back. "I know you didn't," he told, trying to act surprised. "But we should head back to deal with this," he told her, looking up at her, seeing her in a different light. He saw how her hair had made her look more different than any other girl - I guess this was a thing amongst witches or something.
 
Scarlet was hesitant. He never so much talked to her before, so why did she have to hear what he was saying now? After all, going back into that class meant that she had to face all those bullies again, and she didn't want that.


Her long strands of hair turned dark red, perhaps from the time she had ran out from the class. She couldn't get back into that class looking like that, they would start asking her questions. Another reason why she couldn't accept Arthur's solution.
 
"Scarlet, I could tell from what you did to that guy that you're a witch," he told her simply, knowing her secret as he rubbed the back of his head. "But I know how to make them forget that you did it," he told her, hoping that would reassure her in some way or another.
 
Scarlet looked blank for a second. She did not know what to say; she did not know whether to believe this man. She hardly knew him, and he already seen through her real identity! People has always condemned witches and wizards. Scarlet even heard from her family that there are actually people with witch hunting as their profession. If Scarlet agreed to Arthur then she was agreeing with him that she was, indeed, a witch.


But he could make them forget? "H-how would you make them forget about that?" Scarlet asked timidly. "A-and I never said anything about witches."
 

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