“…I’m sorry, what?”
“You keep calling our host Melodia,” Repeated Farfalla Rossa to the witch. “ Even though that is not her name. So why do you call her like that?”
“Uh…well…err…because…that’s how I usually call her?” she tentatively suggested, but immediately regretted doing so, as she felt the others tense up at her answer. A small red butterfly had appeared on Farfalla Rossa’s gloved hand, pointed firmly at the intruder, as the others shifted to get a better chance at attacking her. Even Melodia had tensed briefly, though the witch soon realised it was for a totally different reason than the others, as she caught a glimpse of a small screen at the edge of the table. “Ok, I take that back.” She said, hoping it was not too late to recover from that. “Can I start over again?”
“Perhaps it would be in your best interest to tell us who you really are, instead, if you want to convince us.” Melodia let her revolver click to accentuate her threat. “And don’t leave any detail out.”
“…ok, listen. I know this may look very suspicious to you, all things considered, but you must believe me. I haven’t lied to you. I really want to help you out…”
“Oh, really?” answered Melodia.“ Then why do I read Miss Rossa’s, Miss Claire’s, and Miss Silvia’s magical energies within you?”
It took almost three seconds for the question to sink in.
“What?” shouted all three girls at the time. They looked at ‘Melodia’, and then back at the witch, hoping that they have misheard that last part, that ‘Melodia’ hadn’t said what she had said, that this girl wasn’t really…
“…bugger. Look, girls, I can explain…” began the witch, but was immediately interrupted by the girl in the shadows, who had whipped out her revolver, training it on the witch’s body. “Oh, I don’t think there’s anything needed to be explained, shifter.” She spat on that last word. “I didn’t want to believe it when she said that the Great Shift has already started, but now I see that she was right all along. You’ve tried to fool us all, shifter, but now your game is-”
“Give me back my LIFE!”
“Claire, don’t!” shouted Silvia. But it was too late. He friend had already charged forward, her step enhanced by her magic. With a shout, she thrust her knife at the witch, only to swipe at thin air, as the witch stepped to the side, and met her opponent with an elbow to the chin. Extending her arm over the young detective’s head, she then brought it down in one fluid motion, tripping Claire over her leg.
‘Melodia’ cursed the hot headed detective and her rashness, as she tried to take aim at the witch again, only to notice that the priest had already got in the way of her line of fire, swinging his mace in a descending arc towards the neck of the girl. Again, the witch avoided the attack, stepping into the priest’s swing, grabbing his descending arms, and throwing them downward, forcing him to fall forward as the witch took the mace out of his hands and threw it away. In the process the shifter had turned her back towards the three remaining girls. Seeing this opening, each girl fired their own ranged shots at the target. Silvia attacked first, throwing a fireball at the witch’s back, while a swarm of red butterflies, spawning from Farfalla Rossa’s clothing, followed soon after. ‘Melodia’ ended the combined attack by rapidly firing all of her rounds at the target.
As soon as she sensed the first magical attack coming, the witch spun round, and swatted the fireball away with her left hand, directing it towards the table, which burst into flames. Simultaneously, she summoned a black wand with a pale blue crystal point in her right hand, and cast a spell to the floor between the attackers. A pale blue barrier formed between herself and her attackers, which the butterflies promptly crashed into.So fast the witch had reacted to the attacks, that she had managed to dodge four of Melodia’s shots. The remaining two were stopped by the witches magical clothing, but they still managed to make here falter back a couple of steps.
“Ow! That hurt!” she protested, as she gently massaged the part of the chest that had suffered the impact of the bullets, keeping her wand pointed at the girls.
“There wouldn’t be much point in owning a gun, if it didn’t do just that.” ‘Melodia’ smirked, as she rapidly reloaded her revolver, and fired three more shots at the witch, only to see them disappear in blue flashes when they touched the barrier.
“Fair enough.” said the witch, as she turned to look at each member of the small group that had attacked her, as if she were looking for something. She then turned back towards the girl she had called Melodia. “There’s still time to change course now, Melodia. I know people out there who could help us out. If you could just-” Another gunshot interrupted her speech. “Ok, ok, I get it, no need to waste bullets. But I hope you do realise that I am not going to just sit around and allow you to carry on with this madness.”
Melodia gave a short, sharp laugh in reply. “I commend you for your bravery, Miss. And on any other day, I would have liked to see you try. But I’m afraid our little game is going to end here for you. This place is packed with armed guards, and I’m pretty sure they will have heard all the ruckus by now. You may have managed to defeat us now, shifter, but there is no way you will be-”
She did not get to finish her speech. With an ever so slight, barely noticeable flick of the wrist, the witch summoned a glass ball into her hand, which she immediately dropped on the ground, covering her eyes. The glass ball hit the ground without shattering, and then bounced right back up, till it was level with the eyes of the girls. Only then did it shatter and explode, releasing all the emotional energy within.
A very strong, white, pulsating light emerged from the broken glass ball, bathing the whole room in it’s reassuring light, but also blinding anyone else who had dared looked at it. This was soon followed by a series of deafening sound, enough to make the girls clutch their ears in pain, making them wish it would stop. Fortunately for them, they did not have to wait long for it to happen, for the magical flashbang grenade had consumed all of it’s energy in less than three seconds. Even so, the girls were left disorientated for almost half a minute. By the time they came back to their senses, the witch had already vanished.
“…Ok. Gotta give credit where it’s due. Whoever she is knows how to handle herself pretty well. Don’t follow her, Miss Rossa.” Warned the girl in the shadows. “Let us not make us easier targets for her.”
“Then what are we going to do now?”asked Silvia. “ She knows of our plans!”
“No, she knows only the basics of the plans. We have yet to settle on the details of it, right?” As her gaze turned back to the door, she gave her long gone opponent a creepy smile. “We shall see who will have the last laugh between us, shifter”
And that's Chapter 0 wrapped up. I hope you have enjoyed this story so far.
Chapter 1 will be available next, as soon as I finish writing it...which hopefully, will be quite soon, so stay tuned!
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