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Meeting The Witch
"Oh no. Oh no!"I woke up with a jolt, my entire body jumping as if I had been hit by something terrible. My wings, usually so light felt like heavy weights pinned to my sides. For a terrifying second, I thought I was back in the tunnels, staring down the silver rod of the Hunter, waiting for the cold sting of the end. Master. Master, what happened? Speak to us! Drako’s voice was like a low rumble of thunder, vibrating through my consciousness. Right beside it, Gulp’s tone cut through the fog of my panic. Calm your spirit, Master. You are safe. The hunters are far, and the cold needle is gone.Their concern acted like an anchor, pulling me back from the edge of a nightmare. I took a shaky breath, feeling the air move through my tiny body. I wasn't dead. I was lying on a fold of fabric.I tried to stretch my wings, but a sharp tug stopped me. My wings were bandaged.It was an impossible sight. I was a mosquito, a creature so small that a human finger could crush me without ev
No...
The thump-thump was no longer a distant vibration. Every beat of the Hunter’s tracker felt like a drum hitting my shell. Mimo’s boots pounded against the rusted metal of the Lower Tunnels. We had dived into the dark, hoping the maze of steam pipes and oily water would save us. But I could see them now. Not just one hunter, but shadows moving along the high catwalks."Mimo," I buzzed, my voice tight with panic. "They’re everywhere. I can see the light of their trackers. There’s at least fifty of them."She didn't answer. Her breath was coming in painful gasps. The two drops of blood I had taken weren't much, but on top of the hunger and the running, it was taking its toll. But she didn't slow down."We just... need to reach the... Siphon-Gate," she wheezed. "They won't follow us into the waste-zone. It’s too toxic for their gear."But we weren't going to make it.Above us, the Hunter in the dark coat reappeared. He stood still, his silver rod raised. "Target locked," a voice
The Beginning
Then we reached to a place. The window was encrusted with layers of oily grime, but the crack in the glass acted like a lens, forcing me to see the truth I had tried to ignore. Behind that glass, It was a Nursery, but the word felt like a lie. In any other world, a nursery was a sanctuary. Here, it was a warehouse.I stared at the rows of glass pods. They were stacked like shipping crates, connected by a web of translucent tubes. Inside each pod lay an infant, their eyes shut tight in a state of forced, chemical sleep. "What are these?" I buzzed. "Why are they in jars? Why aren't they in their mothers' arms, where it’s warm and safe?"Mimo let out a long, shuddering sigh. She didn’t look at me. She kept her gaze fixed on the pods, I could tell the tired pain on her face. "Their spirits are being tuned. Like a musician tightens the strings on a guitar to get the perfect note. They wants their essence to be 'Premium Pure.' By keeping them in that sleep, they prevent any noise fr
The hell on Earth!
I sat at the bottom of the reinforced glass jar, my golden legs tucked under me in a mock-meditative pose. I looked up at Mimo. She was cleaning a small, serrated dagger with a piece of oily cloth."Mimo," I buzzed. "How did you end up like this? An Essence Hunter. You don't exactly strike me as the type who enjoys trapping souls for a living."She paused. A small, tired smile broke across her face—a smile that didn't reach her eyes. It was the kind of smile you see on a soldier who has seen too many bloody winters."In the East Side, it’s either do or die," she said, her voice a soft rasp. "Being a hunter... it gives you a little more priority than a commoner. Commoners are 'Cattle.' Hunters are 'Dogs.' The masters at the top prefer the dogs to be fed just enough so they don't bite the hand that holds the leash. It’s a miserable life, but it’s a life.""And why me?" I asked, my voice dropping to a serious frequency. "Why gamble your life by kidnapping a high-resonance anomaly?
The Curse
The jar rattled as she moved, and every step she took felt like an earthquake in my glass-walled prison. I sat there, arms crossed, trying to ignore the way Gulp and Drako were whimpering in the corners of my mind like two puppies caught in a thunderstorm.Finally, the motion stopped. I heard the thud of a door sliding into place. She took the jar out of her pocket and set it down on a wooden table with a gentle clink.I stood up, shaking off the dizziness, and surveyed my new surroundings. It was a single room, cramped and smelling of cooking oil. It was a stark contrast to the sprawling, gilded halls of the Harsley Palace. A few chipped plates, a single cooking pot over a small heating element, and a bed that looked more like a collection of rags.But it was clean. Impeccably clean. In a slum, this woman had managed to keep her sanctuary spotless. I’ll give her credit for that."Where did you bring me, Woman?" I buzzed, my voice echoing off the glass walls."Mimo," she said
The Meat-Grinder of East Side-2
I straightened my posture in mid-air, trying to maintain some semblance of the CEO dignity I used to have. "Woman," I said, my voice dropping into its most serious, authoritative tone. "Are you talking to me?""Yes," she said. "Please... help us." She said again.I almost choked on the air. "How can you even notice me? I am a tiny insect! I’m smaller than your fingernail!" I tried to gesture with my front limbs, showing her just how ridiculous this situation was. "You should be looking for a knight or a soldier, not a gnat!""Please follow me," she said, ignoring my logic entirely. She stood up, her movements felt urgent. "It’s not safe here. The clicking... they’re getting closer."Instead of answering my questions, she turned and darted into a dark, narrow alleyway.Master, should we follow her? Gulp and Drako asked in unison, their voices heavy with suspicion. She is human. This smells like a trap."Nah," I said, shaking my tiny head. "I’m not that brave. I’ve had enough de
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