Witch One?

Forest of the Witches
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I didn't want to wake up but I had to."The smell..." I muttered, trying to go back to sleep. The scent is crawling in my nose. My stomach was grumbling. I didn't want to wake up but I can't resist the smell of Freshly cooked pork. I opened my eyes and faced the sky. Clouds slowly past by, leaves, falling down slowly around me. It felt peaceful, until I smelled pork and made my stomach grumble.

I sat sat down, yawning and saw that Marek and Rhelms were asleep... beside me?

"Were they the reason why I kept dreaming of fish on grass?" I asked myself aloud. I scratched my left ear when to my suprise, I heard Cat's voice humming. I turned to my left to see her cooking us some breakfast. Wow. I didn't know she could cook. Well, I don't, eather. Last night was just lucky.

Cat turned around to face me."I suppose they were the reasons you kept on saying 'I don't eat sushi, especially on grass!' Cat laughed. I shrugged and breathed in and out deeply for a minute. The wind breezed past my head, which felt comfortable. I felt my ears flopping on my head. It was relaxing.

After a few moments of waiting, Cat hands me over a large peice of pork."Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, so EAT UP." She demanded. I yawned and bit out a good chunk of pork.

My eyes suddenly felt wide. It was delicious! Who knew Cat could cook in a campfire? As soon as I swallowed the last bit of meat, I clapped my paws. Cat glared at me. I smiled at her."Hey, don't think I'm always sarcastic! It's really yummy." I said. Her glare turned to a satisfied grin."That's a good compliment I've heard about my campfire cooking skills!" She said, happily. Hm... why not let's annoy her for a bit...

"Cat. I complemented the taste, not the cooking nor the cook." I said. From a glare to a happy face, her face is now back to a glare. I laughed."Just kidding!"

All the noise that Cat and I made must've woken up Marek and my two dogs. Marek sat up and yawned tile the dogs stood up on fours then stretched their legs.

"Good morning, lads!" Marek greeted cheerfully. I felt relief. Now that's the Marek I remembered.

He sat down in the middle of me and Cat, who were in a conversation. He looked at her, then me, then here again. His face was happy. Was. Now he's frowning."Guys," He began in a guilty tone. We stared at him."Was I really acting like what you described me last night, or you were just exaggerating?" He asked us a question.

It felt like he wouldn't accept the fact that he WAS bloodlust and brutal. I mean, he did almost kill us, who wouldn't feel guilty about that.

"You were angry and... Let's say... murdery?" Cat spoke softly.

His black eyes dissapeared as Marek closed his eyes. He then kept breathing heavily. Like he was trying to calm himself. Yeesh. We already forgave him.

"Yeah... it's okay." I smiled reassuringly."Right, Cat?" I called out to her. There was no response. Thinking that she might be playing a joke on me, I looked around with an annoyed expression."Cat, if you're gonna take vengance on me for my puns, you can stop now." I said. Nothing. Not even a response. I also realized something-- Where's Rhelms?

I was about to ask marek, who opened his eyes and faced me, when I saw a potion flying behind him. A splash potion! I warned myself. I have to act quick.

"DUCK!" I shouted to Marek as I rolled to my left."What do you--" Marek began when the potion hut him on the back. I got a quick glimpse on the potion's color. It was bluish gray of some sort."A slowness?" I asked myself aloud, confused. That came out of nowhere. And I doubt anyone in our party HAS a potion. That can only mean one thing.

"Wwwwhhhhaaaatttt isss haaaappeniiinggg tooo meeeee?" Marek exclaimed slowly as he slowly hit the ground. Since I'm quicker with my paws than him, for now, I helped him up, preventing his fall. He smiled slowly at me."Thhaaaannkk yoouuu." He grinned slowly when I saw a green potion flying, headed for us again.

This time, instead of shouting an animal, I pulled him along as I rolled to my right. The potion whizzed pass his arm in the air, which was behind him. So close. And that was a potion of poison. So close. As I helped Marek and myself up, I keenly heard swords clashing behind me. Uh-oh.

"Stay here." I told Marek as I followed the sound behind me. I took a 10 second stroll when I saw a fight on going. Cat was smashing bottles coming for her. Rhelms was also there. He was dodging the potion bottles coming for him. Even my two dogs were there! I saw Happy and Harpy fighting a witch. Something you don't see everyday.

The witch was on the ground, trying to stand up, grabbing potions from her belt-- if there weren't dogs pulling her hat and nose off. Youch. With my love of potions, I'm having the sudden urge to greedily steal every bottle I see. Must... resist. I told myself as I twitched left and right, staring at the witch Rhelms was fighting. I really can't take it anymore. I ran and went after these witches without thinking.

The witch threw a potion of harming on Rhelms. With my quick speed, amazingly, I cough the potion with my bare paws. No, it didn't explode on me, I literally caught it. LITERALLY.

With the potion on my left hand, for some reason, I made a large, demonic like grin to the witch. The witch stared at me and cackled. She was about to throw another when I aimed the potion for her face.

The potion splashed against her face, blinding her for a short period of time. Now's my chance! I told myself as I ran forward, towards the ugly lady on a hat. When I was within range, I raised my paws up to deliver a finishing blow. Before my paws could hit her head, I saw her open her eyes to see me smiling happily. Upon impact, she dissapeared in a puff of smoke. As soon as the fluff of smoke faded, I saw a brown leather belt, full of potions, and also a blaze rod, and pockets full of brewing materials. YES! My own brewing stuff!

I strapped on the belt and took a quick review on the potions. Harming, poison, slowness, healing, and fire resistance. That's good enough for me.

You might say I'm stupid for not using this, but I realized I had my sword. Oh well, at least we figured out how good I am at fighting witches without weapons, right?

"Hey," Rhelms called me from afar, drawing out his sword."Thanks." He smiled at me. I did a thumbs up.

I ran over to my dogs, who finally killed the witch. That must be a very shameful death. Dying to two dogs. Seriously?

The two of them ran towards me and wagged their tails, making cute bark sounds at them. I knelt towards them and gave them each a part on the head."Don't leave me again, okay?" I said.

The two cocked their head to the side 'witch' meant they didn't understand. I slapped my face and did my best smile face in mockery. Sometimes these dogs just don't get you. Like seriously, dogs understand sit, but they can't understand stay? Unbelievable.

Cat was struggling with the witch, deflecting all the attacks. I looked at her. She was getting tired. I gave my two dogs a command to help me pin down the witch. Happy and Harpy wagged their tale in delight.

I dashed forward, my two dogs following behind. The witch must not have seen me coming, because it's face was surprised when I turned to it's right, seeing my paw headed for her face for a split second.

The witch fell down in shock. She did not see that coming, huh? She glared at me and was about to prepare a potion to throw at me when a diamond sword hit her forehead and she vanished into thin air.

The sword fell Down to the ground, and I saw Cat heading for the shimmering weapon. She picked it up, brushed off a few dirt chunks then did a thumbs up as well."Good job, Haps." She told me as she called us back to our camping spot.

As we arrived, we saw smoke fade away while Marek was there, strangling thin air. We stared at him.

He turned to us and placed his hands down."I killed the witch!" He said, smiling."Uh... 'witch one?" I asked with a pun. Yes, i used this pun a few moments ago, but... who cares?"The witch that threw that darn slowness arrived my back!" Marek grinned widely. What is it with grins today?

"Wait, Marek got hit by a slowness?" Cat asked, covering her mouth, trying to stop laughter. I laughed mockingly."Well, the incident was 'slow'!" I said as I saw Marek, glowering at me, holding a sword.

"Uh... I think that's enough for today." Cat said, heading towards Marek. She pulled his sword down and stared at Rhelms and me."Who wants lunch?"

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I am so sorry if the chapter is boring...

And my birthday was like, two hours ago....