haha angst , I apologize in advance.

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"Just, be gentle, okay?"

Hunter sighed in his sleep, a small noise of pain after he rolled over.

Willow was only hoping she had healed him correctly. She wasn't good at healing magic, but Hunter had refused to go see anyone who could heal him better than her.

That had been a few hours ago. She was keeping an eye on him to make sure he was still breathing.

After that encounter with the Emperor, from what he told her while he had been conscious, she had thought he'd be gone by now. And that hurt, it stung. Salt in the wound, almost.

The fact that he had nearly died made the room feel much colder. Willow wanted to call Luz or Amity or Gus to tell them, but...

Cut that thought, he'd woken up and was staring her down, taking note that she had her scroll in her hands.

"Captain," His voice was quiet, nearly monotone. "Come here."

Her scroll vanished as she walked towards him.

"Are you doing better?" She asked.

He only nodded, and once Willow was close enough, he pulled her down next to him, made her face him.

"I'm sorry." He was apologetic, and all the apparent new scars seemed to vanish. His hand, in a fist, opened.

There was a crushed concealment stone in his hand.

With a cruel smile on his face, Hunter seemed to make everything fade to black.

•••

Willow woke up in a cold sweat. That hadn't been real, had it?

Taking in her new surroundings, Willow realized with a horrible start that is had been real.

It was a cell. Right across from her cell was the stone statues of Luz, Eda, King, Amity, and Gus.

How long had she been asleep? Beginning to panic, she watched the statue flicker. An illusion.

A breath of relief escaped her lips, and then she was scared.

Where was she? Was it even real?

"Torture isn't working on her." A voice, a familiar, evil voice, spoke.

Adrian Grey. The illusionist coven head.

The cell had been real, but everything else vanished.

Adrian began critiquing everyone's performance for his illusions, and that gave Willow time to work out an escape.

But instead, she watched the people get beaten up by invisible nothings, Then someone, with some effort, picking her up and start running.

The invisible thing started panting and breathing hard, letting the spell lose its effect and reveal the person carrying Willow to be Hunter.

He looked at her, briefly, relieved to see her to be okay, then abominations sucked them both into the ground.

•••

"Don't touch her."

"Easy, Blondie, we won't hurt her."

"Yeah, why would we hurt Willow?"

"Shut up! You woke her!" The voices where clearer now, and Willow opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was her palisman, Clover, flying around her head and landing on her head, poking her gently.

Then Hunter, who leaned over her who offered his hand.

"You alright, Captain?" He asked while she took his hand, and let him help her be pulled up off the ground.

"Is this real..?" Willow sounded defeated, looking around hopelessly.

"Hunter, give Willow some space," Darius, surprisingly, spoke from a corner. "Who knows what she saw when she faced Adrian. It's enough to drive them into despair."

"It looks like he dumped a potion on her." Gus commented, scared and worried for his friend.

Hunter let go, reluctant, and watched Willow.

"It's real, please," His voice cracked.

Willow merely shook her head, and backed up.

Her memory was getting hazier.

Who were these people again?

Not people I know.

....

Who am I?