The Strange Peculiar Bizarre Town The Witch Part Five

 The Witch


Melinda jogged up to the highest floor and soon set foot upon its floorboards. She walked down the hallway and looked left and right. She looked out of the nearest window and noticed that the sky was completely black. The next thing she noticed was that the clouds had completely covered the moon and stars. She could tell by the fatigue that she was experiencing that it was an hour past midnight.

I'm gonna fall asleep during class again tomorrow.

She then was able to judge that the right side was longer than the left. She walked down to the second door to the right. She then opened it.

"You took your sweet time!"

The moment that she saw her, Melinda ran to her and went to punch her in the face. Yet she felt something around her wrist. She looked down to see purple vines that wrapped itself around her like a rope made of thick wire. 

What the hell? Where did that come from?

Her eyes looked to the side to see that they came from the pattern from the wallpaper! Her eyes widened.

What the hell is this place?

She laughed.

"You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?"

"Not really. Thought it would be harder than this. Honestly, I was getting bored."

Then the witch's eyes lit up with malice.

"Now, this is interesting!"

She chuckled.

"Really? Then telle, do you want this to become more interesting?"

"Sure I'm game!"

That was when she placed a hand on her cheek. Suddenly she felt lightning run throughout her body. It took all that she had not to scream out in pain. Yet she felt more and more and more pain which made it worse. She did not scream out in pain. All she did was focus on keeping her mouth shut and look at the witch Wendy Wonderlust in the eyes with nothing but determination. She was not going to give her the scream that she wanted. Then it became worse and worse but she still remained quiet.

Then she took her hand away with an excited smile. 

"You're strong. That's good! It's going to be a long time until I make you scream." She sang before clicking her fingers.

Then thorns shot out of the vines. She felt a grunt out of her lips. She clenched her jaw as she hated the fact that she had done this. Then it suddenly felt like acid was in her vanes, burning them as it traveled with her blood. Yet even this did not cause her to cry out. Not even when it reached her heart and lungs. Soon both felt like they were on fire. She coughed and coughed. Yet she did not dare to cry out.

Then she felt her cup her cheek again and she felt the lightning run throughout her body. She soon felt like she was in the middle of lava being struck by lightning over and over again. She had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out in pain.

When she pulled away she felt the intense heat fade. She fell down panting. Then she looked down as she felt something warm and sticky covering her hands and arms. She looked down upon them to see that they were covered in blood and puss. Then she felt itching under her arms and the back of her hands. She looked back at them to see woodlice the size of her thumb covering them!

She let out a scream as she felt them bury themselves into her muscles and ate away her flesh. She screamed and screamed and screamed.

She closed her eyes as suddenly all feeling left her arms. When she opened her eyes. Her arms and hands were completely fine! She looked down realising what she had just done. She felt sorrow and anger rise throughout her body.

Then Wendy let out a deep and malicious laugh.

She felt her hand on her back. She could feel her breath on the back of her ear as her grip strengthened.

"Took my little Matilda less than that before I her her sweet little screams."

Melinda's eyes widened. She looked at the witch with nothing but anger and horror. She felt what she had just confessed to her sink in.

"But she-"

"I know. But honestly, she was nothing more than a byproduct of my business with her father. You know you and them look quite alike."

"How many times did you make her scream like this?" She could barely whisper.

She let out a sigh.

"Many, many times. In fact, I think that I lost count how many times I drank that girl's tears."

"What!"

"Tell me, do you know what I did to stop her from ending herself and ending her misery?"

"No. But I think you're gonna tell me anyway."

"Smart girl! I only my little Matilda was as smart as you! Well I told her, I love you really. I am the only one who loves you. I am the only one who can love you. You're doing a good thing for mummy." 

She burst out laughing. She put an arm around her.

"Wonder if I should make her come back? Maybe I should make you break precious little heart. Make her believe that you and that older sister of your's never loved her. Or I could not do that. No that's not as fun as I think about it. No I could use you to get her back. Then make her stay and you too! Yes! You two could make a feast of your tears! Yes! Or make you two fight to the death? Yes! That'll be fun! But then I will lose my access to the Magician's power that you have. No, how about I use you to get all that I need! Yes I could use you to have this whole town dancing in the palm of my hands! And if you refuse, I will make my little Matilda scream and cry until she wept. Oh just the bitter irony!"

"No you won't!"

Her eyes dropped to the girl that had a lethal rage within her eyes. 

"What was that?" 

"You will never ever hurt her ever again!" She said in a dangerous tone.

"Oh? And why is that?"

Melinda looked up and looked at her in her eyes. Her eyes were like that of a wolf that about to attack her to guard her pack. She could feel the girl's bloodlust and an atmosphere was like that of a lion defending her pride. Yet there was a chilling ice in her burning eyes.

Wendy could feel the temp right becoming hotter. Then it became hotter and hotter. Wendy started to feel flustered and she started to sweat. She breathed in and out deeply. She noticed that it was still getting hotter and hotter. Then she felt like she was standing in the middle of a fire. Then she felt a painful tingle inside her. Then it spread throughout her body and covered her skin. She looked down to see that her body was covered in flames.

She soon screamed and screamed as dhebwas eaten away by the flames. Soon she fell as she turned to ash. She looked back at the pile.

"Dorothy… Ding dong the witch is dead." She panted as she staggered to her feet.

She staggered out of the room as she set it alight. Then she almost fell down the stairs. She rolled up as she landed on the ground floor. Then she forced the fire to spread quickly. She then crawled out of the house and staggered up. The moment that she saw Matilda she was able to get to her tired feet. She walked up to her and hugged her.

"It's alright, you're gonna be alright."

Then the rest wrapped their arms around the two.


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