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Amity dashes through the forest, hoodie covering her head. She needed to get as far away as possible before her parents found out she was gone. There was no way she was going to that ‘curse correction’ ceremony- she was sure that they would simply kill her.
It’s not too long until she catches the scent of witch blood. She begins to salivate reflexively and wipes her mouth. ‘Cravings are so bad-! I... might as well see if there’s any left for me...’.
She takes off in the direction of the smell.
Shaky tan hands pulled at tendons and skin, bursting arteries, making blood pool all over the grass covering its shiny green color in a thick slick red. Scuffed knees and white shoes digging into the dirt and turning them brown.
This was SO wrong it was so so wrong. But she couldn't help how hungry she had gotten, it wasn't her fault she was this way now! If she didn't she would lose the rest of her sanity too!/p>
It felt so natural, to dig inside another person's body and feed, to settle a pit of hunger in her gut. Tan skin and lips were stained red. Amity watched from afar, flinching when the person in the foyer looked over their shoulder to her direction in a quick jolt.
Luz heard crackling in the depths of the woods, slowly getting closer.
Luz stood up, pushing herself away from the body in case someone saw her. She didn't want someone to find her this way, it would ruin her.
Another one of the cursed witches bursts into the scene, hoodie acting as a cowl covering their head. They step out of the forest clearing, clothing torn around their arms, thivk patches or redish brown fur peaking out.
Luz’s attention is more drawn to the size of them, along with their paws and sharp claws.
They look left to right frantically, and a furry tail wags behind them, bristled in dangerous agitation.
Two golden glowing eyes lock onto Luz, who is covered in blood.
“what are you doing... you dont look like a witch to me.."
They step forward twords Luz after blurting out, their voice seemed to quiver... but not out of fear.
"That… body…"
Her legs trembled a little, She felt exposed- guilty standing next to the body of someone she didnt know, yellow eyes boring into her features taking in her fearful expression.
Whipping bloody hands foolishly against her leggings, spreading the evidence on her further she didn't notice how the fur covered witch across from her recognized her.
" you're the human,, the one wanted by the covens"
" What- I, "
Out of all the things Amity's ever heard about humans, whether true or false she's NEVER encountered a passage that stated they ate people- witches even. Only plants and meats like how most of her kind did too.
" humans don't eat witches. ".
Panicked, Luz tried to make up an answer, eventually just deflecting the accusatory tone towards Amity.
" you don't know that! You've never met a human! ".
“If you ate witches, all the humans from your realm would starve. Magic... only exists on the boiling isles...”
It was hard keeping her head straight with the food directly in front of her.
Witch food had become barely satisfying anymore. The fresh gory mess in front of Amity looked heavenly.
“Back away from the body and go back to your world. Then I won’t tear you to shreds. Maybe you can live then.”
Her weak plan broke easily under Amity's knowledge, causing the human to grow frustrated. Anger and guilt bubblingand mixing inside her gut.
She worked too hard for this, she had to kill a living, breathing being for this. Knowing very well she'd stay up late, eyes staring at the ceiling thinking about what she did, and never forgetting it. She wouldn't give up her meal so easily. She'd didnt do all of this for nothing.
" I killed them, it's my food. ".
Her voice was stern, making it clear that there wasn't any room for argument on either end. The werewolf presented a cocky tooth filled smile to the human. Of course she would, she was almost twice as strong as a normal witchling in this form.
" if that's what you want. ".
Fine, two meals would do.
‘I wonder what humans taste like..?’
The werewolf lunges for the human, aiming to tackle them.
The hood falls off their head, revealing a feminine face graced with fur and a dog’s nose.
They bare their fangs and grab the human.
Luz was confident, but not ready for a full tackle. With the wind almost knocked out of her lungs she fell backwards against solid ground, moist dirt leaving stains on the purples of her shirt.
A grunt sounded from her and she started to kick up against the witchling's chest, trying to push her off as her canines seemed to be only a few inches from latching around her throat.
" Get off me you dog! ".
While looking back up luz felt like something was familiar about the girl pinning her down on the forest floor. The bits of green hair across the brown and ginger, the pale skin that stuck out on certain parts of her body still. And that specific shade of yellow in her eyes.
" and you're that prodigy girl- "
That seemed to pull away her attention enough.
One of the hands that wasn't pushing Amity away was now grabbing at one of her large wolf-like ears, making her yowl and lose focus.
" what! can witches be werewolves here too!?".
The wolf grits their teeth, sitting up to pull her head away from Luz's grip, and moving their weight to be fully rested on the human.
She raises a clawed hand, ready to swipe away at the other girls face.
“It’s none of your damn business!”
The wolf responds harshly, hot breath wafting into the human's face.
The wolf shifting her weight by raising her arm was exactly what the human needed.
Luz, seizing the moment, bucks her pelvis with a twist, knocking the werewolf off balance and sending her into the blood stained forest floor.
Quickly, to hold Amity down she lunged on top of her, straddling her midsection and holding down her arms in an attempt to cease any oncoming swipes or punches.
She was VERY strong, and just holding her body down was making her sweat bullets in the humid atmosphere of the forest.
" Just go away, I'm starving!! ".
The only thing that was really getting the human through this fight was the adrenalin, she hadn't sucked up and killed a witch sooner and she'd be hungry for days. Covered in blood, she looked like a wreck.
" why can't you just go back to your big castle and get your own food!! ".
A distressed and angered expression was engraved into her red stained features.
The werewolf was impressed by the human, to say the least.
Pinned successfully, the werewolf found that even someone of her strength couldn’t escape.
Who exactly IS this human?
“If there was food I could eat there, do you think I’d come all the way out into this damn forest!?
The werewolf wriggled, attempting to escape.
“What are ya gonna do now? Add me to the corpse pile?!”
Square nails dug into Amity's wrists, if it weren't for all the fur there she would be leaving bloody half moon shapes into her skin.
" I don't want to kill you! But if you keep trying to eat me you're just forcing my hand. ".
" why wouldn't you kill me- "
" because I just want to eat! That's all!! ".
They both seemed to stop their struggle for a little, this roll around of a fight had their breaths heavy and worn.
Luz was tired. But she wasn't one to give up.
" why are you eating witches anyway- unlike you I need to fill my cravings. ".
Amity’s expression softens slightly.
“I need to eat!! The cravings will only get worse if I don’t- then I’ll just kill whoever is closest! Forest corpses are fair game, better than a live person!”
She pants, will to fight somewhat drained. She stops baring her fangs.
“Like you can eat the whole thing anyways, ya might as well share!”
Luz mulled it over in her head for a little bit, looking over at the corpse she had to agree. You couldn't fit the contents of a body inside another one, even removing the bones and inedible stuff.
With a sigh she slid off of Amity, standing up from the ground and dusting dirt off, as if she had some kind of dignity left after killing and eating someone.
Out-stretching a hand she helped the other girl up and off the pile of flattened grass where their fight took place.
" I guess you're right, I'll share. ".
She'd never say no to helping someone else anyway. She was still Luz just, she had to eat people to survive now. Quite a predicament.
“... thanks.”
The wolf hesitates for a moment, analyzing Luz’s demeanor. Her stance was still reserved and defensive.
She could see the wolf’s golden eyes lock on to the blood on her hands and pants.
Her tail flicks, and she quickly redirects her attention to the corpse.
She begins eating alarmingly fast. It seems that eating corpses is nothing new for the supposed elite student.
She was able to just... bite into it. Without consideration for who this person even was. No thoughts. Just... food.
Meanwhile when luz looked down at the bludgeoned body they couldn't help but gag a little, a heavy weight in their stomach but a craving just as large sat there too.
She picked up the scraps that the werewolf left behind, who seemed to already have had her fill, using a long black claw to pick out the tendons and stringy meat stuck between her teeth.
It made her squeamish at first but after a couple bites the human could ignore it, pretending it was something else. She'd never been able to eat raw meat before so it tasted a little weird on her tongue.
This was all so gross and messed up. But she couldn't help it still.
" So what happened to you? ".
Amity contemplates trusting the stranger. Normally, she would not be so open... but humans were fragile. She may die soon, and the secrets with her.
Plus, if this one was willing to provide food, it would make her life a lot easier.
“... I was born this way. I inherited my father’s lycanthropy. But normally it’s easy enough, simply lock them away when the moon is full. I... don’t have that. I don’t transform monthly, but... I’ve slowly become this furry mess instead. Since the day I turned 18, I’ve slowly been getting worse. My parents were going to send me away- no way in hell am I going to rot in the conformitorium while they ‘look for a cure’.”
Luz was fumbling with their hands while they listened to the wolf tell her tale, she could only peer over sadly, eyebrows knitted in grief and concern.
It wasn't her business but,, it seemed like Amity was comfortable enough to tell her.
" I'm sorry you have to go through that. ".
" it's is okay "
It wasn't.
She grumbled and changed position, folding her legs criss cross and leaning back , holding herself up with two hands.
When Luz had her fill she flopped backwards on her back, starting over at green haired witch.
One of Amity's fuzzy hands rubbed against her blood stained chin, the color of her brownish orange fur now turned a deep black red.
It looked like she only smudged it furthermore.
" I was cursed.. or at least that's what i know.. i was out for a couple weeks".
“Cursed? To eat flesh? Seems we share a similar fate. Pathetic.”
She analyzes the gore covering her paws and wipes it in the grass.
“Do you know how to get rid of a body?”
Luz looked at her bewildered for a moment before replying in a rough tone.
" of course I don't, do you think I've ever done this before! ".
" so you went in blind? "
" I went in hungry. ".
First cravings, Amity knew those were the worst. You could be compared to a feral animal with no conscious mind in those times.
She felt bad for the human she really did, but if she couldn't figure out a way to fix the curse she'd be stuck killing off witches for the rest of her life here on the boiling isles.
She could tell the Human, or whatever she was now, was not ready for any of what was to come.
The werewolf stood, adjusting the torn and tethered jeans that sat on her hips.
" then I guess I'll just have to help you wont I? ".
Luz sighed, running a hand through her hair (which was thankfully only covered in dry blood now).
" thank you,, ".
Amity could sympathize with the human.
She could remember her first kill... the reason why she only ate corpses from then on.
However, when you have to look for bodies to eat, you also know where to find them, aka where everyone on the Isles hides bodies. Swamps, deary forests, mm.. desert corpses are too sandy.
“Okay, well, there’s plenty of places to do so on the Boiling Isles. There are corpses just lying around. Of course, we can’t go into town because they’re looking for me and you are more valuable in parts than as a whole. Our best option is the Sea, as the boiling water will render the body unrecognizable and remove prints. Let’s head out towards the beach.”
The wolf stands up and extends a paw towards the human.
Brown eyes widened a little, puffy eyebrows raised, Luz returns the favour and latches onto Amity's fur and claw-covered hand, being lifted up off the ground.
She was surprised to see a set of paw pads she hadn't noticed before. From what she heard it sounded like amity couldn't recess back as much as she wanted to, during the fight she looked much hairier and puffed up, fangs seeming to grow a size.
But now that she had calmed down, the white skin on her elbows showed through.
Lifting up the corpse together with a quiet agreement the hobbled through the forest with the extra weight on their shoulders, it already started to reek of death, skin turning bruised.
They would stop midway whenever they heard an especially loud crunch, a fast shuffle in fallen tan and red leaves, only moving again when the noises would cease. Luz was holding the end of The beaten body, giving them a good view of the back out the werewolf. From here the human could see the faint impression of an old undercut on her fuzz covered neck. Amity's ears were much bigger than the average witches, the curse on her must've morphed her body into such.
" are we getting close? ".
She didn't need an answer because from here, the hoodie clad girl could hear the rocking of gentle waves against tall rocks and empty sandy shores.
" yes just ahead, we're going to go down to the beach. ".
Luz let out a quiet hum, showing her agreement with the werewolf.
As they got closer and closer to the hillside they started to walk down a pathway along the edge of the island, leading down to the salty flooring of the boiling beach.
" check for any belongings, they might have some extra snails. ".
Luz hadn't thought about that, they were mostly occupied with the thought of someones murder being on her hands.
Amity looks around, keeping an eye out for witnesses. Though she didn’t smell anyone else, the coven has eyes everywhere.
She looks back towards the human, who seems hesitant to touch the corpse.
“Look, we don’t have that long. Here’s where to check.”
The wolf tears through the pockets on the clothes, picking out a large coin purse, a grocery list and a photo.
“Garbage.” She tosses away the photo and note, and pockets the rest.
“Okay, now we very carefully put it in the water. It is boiling. Don’t touch it.”
Amity helps the human lift the body into the water.
Luz was deposing a body, of a person, who she didn't know- god they must have a family or parents.
" stop slacking and lift the other end more, they're still heavy even after we carved them out. ".
Snapping out of it for a little bit, Luz momentarily raised the bodie's ankles over her shoulder until they got close enough to the sizzling water.
As directed, the green haired witch helped luz gently lower the finished meal into the humid water which was making the both of them sweat. After getting close enough, they let go, hopping back a little as their leftovers plunged into the water.
Luz hissed when droplets from the splash hit her exposed skin, she rubbed away the tiny traces of pain and looked back at the water to watch the body float away as it sizzled and disintegrated.
Tilting her head she could see Amity in the corner of her eye doing the same.
" should we get out of here? "
‘We... now that’s interesting.’
‘We’... were they working together?
Amity supposed they had a common need. Keeping the human around might be good.
However, the human was clueless and could slow her down.
Amity looks at the human’s face. There was something... beyond interesting about them.
Maybe keeping a human pet wouldn’t be so bad.
“Yes. If we get caught here, we’ll be arrested. Follow me.”
They work their way away from the salty beach.
Luz was a little busy huffing out her lungs after getting to the top, going down a hill was easy but going up was a bit of a struggle and it was evident in her human figure, which was now bent over, leaning against a tree.
" geez looks like you need to work out more,, are all humans like this? ".
The witchling prodded, leaning against another stalky tree on the outskirts of the hill, which she was also using to sharpen her claws little by little.
" no I just- "
She sighed, patting a fist roughly against her chest before turning around to lean against her tree in a similar position to Amity. Her brow covered in a thin line of sweat.
" I think I used all my adrenaline when I was,, ".
" tearing that person to shreds? ".
The werewolf said, hooking a thumb towards the ocean, which was still able to send over a salty breeze even from their spot up on the hill.
" I didn't tare them to shreds,, ".
" I wish I was there to see it. ".
" you're weird. ".
" speak for yourself "
Amity couldn’t help but to chuckle to herself.
She watches Luz’s chest rise and fall as the human attempts to catch their breath.
“Have you caught your breath yet, human? We have to leave.”
She looks at their torn clothing. Both of them look absolutely terrible.
“Say, why don’t we use those snails to buy a room for the night and get you some real clothes?”
The bags under her eyes were practically weighted now, she was hungry, she needed a good sleep that wasn't on a park bench or on the dangerous forest floor.
And the hoodie, with her school's logo printed on the front, was starting to get smelly.
" That sounds like a good idea.. ".
She ran a tan hand against her neck, feeling the unkempt hair that tickled her there. A little too long for comfort, the human thought about cutting it sooner or later. Once she finds some actual scissors.
The latina started to walk off, her tired and achy knees could carry her a little further, the idea of a hotel bed was already tempting her greatly.
But someone stopped her, a firm hand on her wrist made her jump and slap the hand away, protectively cradling it herself Luz realized it was just Amity. Oh. Of course it was.
" sorry- "
" it fine... look human, I have an offer for you I really want you to think about. It'll be good for the both of us. ".
A bout of nervousness came over her.
She didn't know what the werewolf would ask of her. They had only met now. Luz only heard of the Blight family from angry bickering strangers who may have crossed her path. That was enough to worry her still.
" what is it.. ? ".
" we should be partners. ".
A moment of silence.
" what are you asking me? ".
Amity sighed, clenching her hand into a fist at her side.
" I'm ASKING. If you would like to gang up on witches with me, I could use the help, and we'll both get something out of it. ".
The chocolate haired girl really had no choice, she had nowhere else to go and she felt like If she didn't agree now, she could forget about a hotel room all together.
" sure. ".
" shake on it? ".
A dangerous furry hand was presented.
She took it.
" shake on it. ".
" now let's get out of here. ".