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It was Amity’s eighth birthday when it happened. Her mother, Odalia, and her father, Alador, pulled her to the side for a ‘friendly conversation’.
“What is Willow doing here? She wasn’t on the guest list for a reason!” Odalia shouted as soon as the three were out of earshot of the party guests. Amity had invited Willow Park, her best friend, to the party. However, Odalia was furious at her presence.
“She… she’s my best friend,” Amity announced, glaring at her parents.
“Nonsense. Blights only associate with the strongest of witches. You may choose a new friend from one of the suitable companions we invited,” Alador informed her, referring to Boscha and Skara, who were children of some close family friends.
“But they’re mean!” Amity looked away from her parents, refusing to make eye contact. “Just because you work with their parents doesn’t mean I have to like them!”
Odalia made a tsk sound, shaking her head at Amity. “Good children don’t squabble, dear. Sever your ties with Willow. And if you don’t…” Alador was silent for a moment, until Odalia glared at him.
“Ahem. We will,” finished Alador coldly. He seemed somewhat uncomfortable, if not downright displeased with having to say that, but it didn’t really change anything.
“…I hate you!” Amity yelled after a long, awkward pause. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!”
“Now, dear,” Odalia began, reaching for Amity’s arm.
In a flash, Amity slapped it away. “Don’t touch me!” She yelled, staring at both of them like she had been burned. She turned away from them, running back into the party.
“Now, Amity, you’re making a scene-“ Odalia started, but Amity ignored her. A few of the other people at the party, Willow included, looked at Amity in confusion as she ran by. She disappeared out the door, with both Odalia and Alador unable to catch up with her.
Odalia sighed, turning to Alador. “She’ll be back,” she informed her husband.
“I’m not so sure,” Alador said, looking worried. However, Odalia simply waved him off. He frowned, but he knew that once Odalia’s mind was set there would be no changing it.
“Continue working on that test abomination.”
“It’s done, love, and you know it,” Alador mumbled.
“I want it to be undefeatable. Make sure it is so.” Odalia raised an eyebrow at Alador, and he scowled at the ground, kicking at it. But he didn’t do any other form of protest, and simply turned away from the party and back to his workshop.
Meanwhile, Amity was running. She ran past Bonesborough, past everything she’d ever known, away. Hopefully, to some fantastical world with other super cool witches and magical creatures so unimaginable in comparison to this world that it would seem unnatural even for a place like the Boiling Isles.
A girl could certainly dream, couldn’t she?
Amity eventually found herself lost in the woods. Suddenly, running away didn’t seem like such a good idea. As she anxiously looked around, she noticed her mentor, Lilith, and a mysterious woman with greying hair in a heated argument.
“I joined the Emperor’s Coven, like you asked! Now you’re leaving?” The grey-haired woman shouted. “What the hell was the point, then?”
“I can’t explain, Edalyn, it’s for your own safety,” Amity’s mentor replied, looking frustrated.
“Oh, like you can’t explain why you cursed me ?” Edalyn replied, looking absolutely furious. Amity’s eyes widened- Lilith would never curse anybody! She was way too nice for that.
“Listen. Edalyn, please , I’m trying to keep you safe.” After the other lady glared at Lilith, she added, “Give me the key, Emperor Belos shouldn’t be allowed to be in possession of such a powerful item.” Lilith reached out for Edalyn and she pulled away.
“Here, take your damn portal key!” She snarled, throwing it at Lilith. Lilith flinched as Edalyn stormed off. Amity cringed, too; it was clear whatever the lady had done, it had hurt Lilith emotionally.
Lilith didn’t even bother to pick it up, just gazed sadly at her sister’s retreating form. She turned away, before brushing a bit of dirt over the key. “Hopefully, nobody finds this,” Lilith muttered to herself.
Of course, the moment Lilith left, Amity ran forward. She had to know what was so special about this key. As she picked it up, a door appeared. The door was reddish brown, and had a singular yellow eye in the middle. The key was similar, but closer to a crimson.
Out of pure curiosity, she inserted the key in the door. It opened, and she stepped through the door into a strangely bright white space. She continued walking until she reached the other end. Where she wound up was dusty and covered in cobwebs, but it was definitely very cool. Similar to the mystical world she wanted to explore.
Glancing back behind her, the portal now appeared to look like a wardrobe. Which was interesting, but Amity paid it no mind; she was too interested in exploring.
As she looked around, pondering things, she placed the key down on top of a box. She didn’t notice the other person hiding in the shadows.
“Whoah, this place is so cool!” Amity said to herself. Suddenly, the sound of the door closing caught her off guard. “Wait!” She turned to where she’d set down the key, but it was missing. The door disappeared, and Amity’s eyes widened.
She was trapped.
/-|-\
A green witch backflipped onto a cliff, turning to face a giant snake.
“Foolish child! I could swallow you whole!” screamed the giant snake, glaring at the witch furiously.
“You underestimate me, Gildersnake,” the witch replied. “For I am the good Witch Azura, Warrior of Peace!” She posed dramatically, before dropping onto one knee and holding her staff in a way that was not unlike how one would hold a bazooka. “Now eat this, sucka!”
The end of Azura’s staff blasted a powerful beam into Gildersnake and they collapsed back into the lava at the bottom of the cliff. “No! My only weakness! Dying!” it shouted right before it fell.
“What are you doing?” Amity’s teacher interrupted, looking at her with partial concern and partial annoyance.
“I’m giving my book report,” Amity explained to the rest of the class eagerly. Everyone stared at her as if she had grown a third head. The snake she was holding lunged forward and devoured her ‘Good Witch Azura’ doll. Amity winced; she wasn’t a huge snake fan; but it was necessary! For the realism!
“This is geography,” her teacher said, and Amity’s face turned red, like a tomato. She folded her ears down as the entire rest of the class began to laugh at her.
“Great,” sneered an annoying blonde girl named Chloe. “Big ears has done it again; screwing everything up for the rest of us.”
Amity sighed, looking down as the rest of the class laughed. She slowly walked back to her desk.
The teacher tried to get the class to settle down, but after a long moment of nothing happening, a girl slammed her hands down on the desk and stood up. “Will you all just shut up ?” Everyone fell silent. “ Titan , it’s like I can’t hear myself think! ”
Amity’s eyes widened. Nobody had ever stood up for her before. And to have the Luz Noceda be the one who did it? It felt incredible. One girl even started crying (she guessed it was probably Chloe, based on the over dramatic sobbing) and whimpering, “Wahh… Luz is mad at us…”
Luz sat down, groaning. “Everyone is so noisy here.”
Amity had always thought it a coincidence that Luz had the same last name as her adoptive mother, Camila, but now Amity was starting to think it was fate. It had to have been destiny, especially since it was Luz, of all people. It was even so fateful as Luz had seemed interested in Amity’s book report. Not that she had been interested in her approval or anything (she totally was. I mean, everyone loved Luz. She was incredibly charismatic)
“Hey, big ears? How’d you get Luz to like you, of all people?” One guy next to her snickered, and Amity hurriedly covered her ears with her hair again. Her ears were a relatively common thing for people to mock about her; if it wasn’t her ears, it was her eccentricity. And if it wasn’t that, it was her being adopted.
Amity never felt like she could tell anybody about the demon realm. Camila was the only one who really knew about it, and Amity had long since lost her magical capabilities; the only evidence the demon realm even existed was that Amity didn’t have a legal birth certificate, and also the bile sac attached to her heart.
Maybe she could tell Luz. Maybe they could be friends.
A loud scream cut through the classroom, and Amity jumped; the snake she was previously holding had jumped forward to bite some random kid. Except she was still holding the snake, so that didn’t make sense… “Oh. That’s where the backup snakes went,” Amity realized, sighing.
“Amity Blight! To the principal’s office, immediately!”
Amity got up, turning to leave, her heart heavy.
If she had looked back at her seat at that moment, she would’ve seen Luz’s face go ghost white.
/-|-\
“Amity..” Camila sighed. She had been called there from work. Amity was doodling a picture of her and Luz in the margins of her notebook. “Amity!” Camila snapped, breaking the girl out of her daydream. “I love your creativity, but it’s getting out of hand.” She sighed; Amity’s behavior reminded her of her daughter.
She pushed forward a pamphlet that the principal had given her. “Since it’s the last day of school, I recommend… a summer camp.” It read, Reality Check Summer Camp: Think Inside the Box.
“I don’t want to send you, but if I have to, I will,” sighed Camila. “You’re very lucky that the child's parents are deciding not to sue.” Amity closed her eyes at that; it wasn’t a big deal. The snake wasn’t even poisonous (or venomous), and it hadn’t even left that big of a mark on his face! Besides, she’d even apologized.
“No more slip ups,” Amity promised, gazing at Camila unwaveringly. “I will be a good kid, I promise.”
“Okay,” Camila said, sighing to herself. “No more slip ups,” she repeated. “Now go back to class, Amity.” The final bell rang. “...or not.”
An idea hit Amity, and she jumped up, knocking the chair over. “Hold on, I have to do something.”
“Amity!”
She ran, rushing to get back to her locker. After fiddling to get it open, she grabbed her favorite book, The Good Witch Azura, and ran to where she vaguely remembered Luz’s locker to be (most of the popular kids hung out there because Luz was considered ‘cool’). Sure enough, Luz was there, a bunch of kids fawning over her.
For the first time, Amity got a good look at what Luz was wearing; a varsity jacket that belonged to someone named Edalyn (which sounded vaguely familiar, for some reason?), a striped shirt underneath, and some fancily patterned purple pants.
Luz’s green hair had always seemed striking to her; it was very clearly dyed (and it gave her a few traumatic flashbacks to her mother), but it looked so neat and messy at the same time that it couldn’t be anything else but cool.
Now, Amity felt nervous. She slowly pushed her way through the group of popular kids, and found her self standing right in front of her. “Friend!”
Luz jumped and fell backwards when she saw Amity in front of her, dropping all her books. “Ah!”
“Sorry, I got a little excited,” Amity admitted when Luz looked at her blankly. “Nobody’s ever stood up for me in class before.” She picked up some of Luz’s books, before handing her ‘ The Good Witch Azura ’. “I wanted to lend you my favorite book! The Good Witch Azura. It’s a fantasy story.”
“O..oh my gosh! It looks… so… interesting,” Luz said, trailing off and grabbing the book slowly. She added it onto the top of her already high book pile. “What a shame our friendship has to start- and end- so soon.” When Amity looked at her with pure confusion, Luz added, “I mean.. I’m an exchange student, and I’m returning home. Which is… really far from here.”
“Oh! Can I have your number, then?” Amity asked.
Luz stared at her for a long moment. “No.”
It suddenly felt very awkward to be Amity Blight. By now the kids crowding Luz had thinned out and disappeared, so nobody was there to see her embarrass herself, but... Finally, Amity sighed. “Well… I’m not very good at goodbyes, so… boop.” She booped Luz on the nose, smiling hopefully.
Luz’s eye twitched.
Amity laughed nervously as Luz spoke, “Let’s just… pretend that never happened.”
“Yeah, okay,” Amity replied sheepishly, hanging her head as Luz brushed by her. “Safe travels, buddy…” she added underneath her breath.
Amity barely noticed Camila run up from behind her. “Amity! What were you thinking, running out of the office like that?” She paused after seeing Amity’s miserable face and sighed. “I hate to do this, but… maybe that summer camp is a good idea for you.”
Amity just stared at the floor. “Probably,” she agreed after a long silence. “...when do I leave?”
/-|-\
Amity didn’t expect a lot of things. What she especially didn’t expect was for Luz Noceda to get off the bus right next to her house and walk to the house right next to hers . Since her own bus left in 10 minutes, it was simply likely she was waiting for the same bus- maybe they could go to the camp together?
Amity shook her head. Maybe she was visiting the person next door? No, nobody-
A jolt of realization hit Amity that made her feel sick. The house next door was abandoned- the very house she had come into from the demon realm. Was… Luz from the demon realm? That didn’t make sense. She didn’t have pointed ears.
..maybe Amity was remembering wrong, or something; this couldn’t be real. Maybe it was the wrong house? No, Amity was certain it was that house. She decided right then and there that she would confront Luz. She ran downstairs, sprinted past Camila, past the door, and up to the house that started it all. All she had with her was her bag at that point.
By the time she arrived at the house, it was clear it was too late; Luz was nowhere to be seen. However, the doors of the old wardrobe that sat in the middle were open, when previously (the last time Amity checked) they were closed. Of course, Amity hadn’t been here in a year, and it was possible that some crazy kid had gone exploring and opened them, but…
That’s when she saw it. The key. It was inside the door of the wardrobe. Amity recognized that key- it was the key from eight years ago. Eight years ago, when she arrived from the demon realm.
Amity nervously reached out her hand, before yanking it back. The bus would be arriving any minute now, and Camila would definitely be concerned if Amity suddenly disappeared. Especially with what had happened to her own daughter long ago…
But she had to find out. Reluctantly, Amity closed the wardrobe… and turned the key. The air around the wardrobe seemed to be sucked in, and suddenly was replaced by a very real door. That was open. The inside was a brilliant white, but the door, which Amity examined closely… it looked so familiar.
Grabbing the key, Amity leapt through the door just as it began to close, barely stopping to think.
She found herself in the middle of an odd crossroads. The air here felt hot; too hot. With a start, Amity realized she should probably return the key. Just as she turned to find Luz, she ran into a woman with orange hair.
“Oh! I’m sorry-” Amity gazed up. The woman had pointed ears- just like her. “Woah! Y… you’re like me! You have pointed ears! I…” The woman stared at her. She looked so familiar… and then, it hit her, just like that. “Wait… Lilith? My old mentor?!”
“Excuse me?” Lilith looked very confused.
“It’s me! Amity Blight!”
A few people were looking at her strangely. Meanwhile, Lilith’s face ran through a variety of emotions that seemed to last forever and yet zoom by so quickly. After a minute of processing, her eyes widened in recognition. “Amity?!” She reached out, grabbing Amity’s hand and pulling her into an alleyway. “What?! Everyone thought you were dead!”
“I was in the human realm,” Amity explained.
“For seven and a half years?” Lilith said, looking kind of peeved. “Again, we all thought you were dead! Seriously, kid… nobody’s gonna take this well.”
“...so we don’t tell them,” Amity said. “I mean… you’re the only one who knows, right? Well… you and Luz.”
Lilith looked at her for a long moment. “You. You told ODALIA’S KID?! ”
Amity felt her stomach drop. Luz was Odalia’s kid? But that didn’t make any sense, unless… Luz was Odalia’s attempt at replacing her. It did make sense- the girl never seemed to make mistakes, even when she seemed to go through the odd mood swings she occasionally had.
Amity wanted to shrink into a ball, or maybe crawl into a hole and die. Neither option seemed unreasonable in a place like the Boiling Isles, though. Everything hurt, and it felt like she had been gut punched. It wasn’t Luz’s fault she was meant to be Amity’s replacement, sure, but Amity couldn’t help but feel both guilty and jealous at the same time. Jealous of Luz’s clear preferential treatment by Odalia (she actually seemed genuinely happy), and guilt for knowing how wrong that image would be. Odalia had a way of making you think everything with a person was fine despite that person being totally broken.
Amity could only pray she hadn’t done something like that to Luz. She knew it was unrealistic, but since Luz did genuinely seem fine, she could only pray that was the truth. That Odalia wasn’t that horrible.
The unfortunate part was that deep down, Amity knew she was.
/-|-\
Amity was sitting numbly on Lilith’s couch. She had set her bag down by the door. It had been an hour since her revelation, and she still didn’t feel any less unwell. With a cup of apple blood in her hands, and a strange creature who was the self-proclaimed king of demons beside her, Amity felt as if she should at least try to be a little more cheerful.
“Weh,” said King, walking over to Amity and poking her. When she didn’t respond, he shrugged and fully slapped her across the face.
“Ow! What was that for?”
“You were just sitting there, I had to make sure you were still alive,” explained King, as if this fixed everything.
“I don’t remember seeing Lilith with you before. How did you even get here?” Amity wondered, taking a sip of her apple blood and wincing at the somewhat bitter taste. She forgot that Lilith didn’t add any sugar to those kinds of drinks.
King sighed. “It’s a long story. A while ago I was found by this nice lady, named Eda. But after a while, she started being mean. Lilith was nice to me after she found out, and.. The rest is history. Now I’m here. Sadly, I fell from grace as the King of Demons, as Lilith informed me when I was young, and now I must consume dog snacks and converse with mortals to regain my power.”
“Very dramatic.”
“Recently, an evil guy stole my crown!” King announced, pouting. “Now I want to get it back. But I don’t know how.”
“King,” Lilith sighed, joining the duo on the couch. “You are not the king of demons- that isn’t even your actual fur color!” She sighed, before turning to Amity. “He fell into a puddle of bleach. Because it looked awkward on his tail, I just bleached all of his fur. This is what he looked like beforehand.” Lilith showed a picture of him with a lot darker fur. “As for his eyes… they’ve always been that weird.”
“Nope! I am the King of Demons! Eda said so!”
“Eda isn’t here right now, is she, King?” Lilith asked calmly. “You may be the king of demons, but that crown is a toy crown and you know it.”
“It gives me confidence!”
“I say you should stop ruining the immersion, Lilith,” Amity teased, causing Lilith to look up in surprise. “Don’t worry, King- I’ll help you get your crown, no matter what my old mentor says. She’s infamously mean anyways.”
“Nah, she’s not that mean. But she can be sometimes- just not as mean as Eda is now.”
“C’mon, let’s go get your crown. And… scoop!” Amity picked up King, setting down the cup of Apple blood beforehand. “I’ll be sure to make it so that the mighty King Clawthorne, supreme ruler of all demons, gets his crown back if it’s the last thing I do! Onward, fellow nobleman!” She grinned, running out the door. About five seconds later, she poked her head back in. “Uh… Lilith?”
“You need my Palisman, don’t you.”
“I may have made a slight miscalculation,” Amity agreed nervously. King let out another weh , this time of protest.
Lilith sighed, rubbing her temples. “I’ll get Crow.”
“Um. Isn’t your palisman a white raven?”
“His name is Crow. Do you want to get King’s crown or not?”
“Yeah, I do.” Amity noticed Lilith’s glare. “I’ll shut up now.”
“That’s what I thought.”
/-|-\
“Wait, can we stop at Hexside?” Amity asked randomly while they were on Lilith’s palisman, flying in the general direction of Bonesborough (Amity found it ironic they had just left less than two hours ago and they were already returning to the town). “Luz dropped this key, which allows her to go back and forth between the human realm.”
Lilith gazed at her. “What- let me see that!” They came to a cartoonish halt in midair as Lilith grabbed the key from Amity’s hand. “This is the key Eda gave me,” Lilith realized, sighing. “Of course it is.”
“No, that was the key I used to go to the human realm. It disappeared after I set it down, though..”
“Did you ever consider maybe it was taken? Maybe when you went to the human realm with the key, Luz somehow snuck into the demon realm? She is famously a human. Who can perform magic… but a human nonetheless. And also the literal face of Blight Industries- it’s rather impressive.”
Amity tuned out Lilith’s ramble in favor of absentmindedly stroking King’s fur, much to the furry demon’s protest. After about five minutes of Lilith continuously speaking, Amity shook her head out of her thoughts. “That doesn’t matter. It’s still Luz’s now, and she’s my friend. I want to return it to her.”
Amity realized pretty quickly after entering the demon realm that the reason Luz had said no to giving her a phone number was likely because she didn’t have a phone.
“To Hexside we go, then,” Lilith sighed, turning Crow in the vague direction of the school.
After a minute of flying, they landed at a spot in the middle of the woods. “We’re near Hexside. You should probably sneak in through the window-”
“Willow?” Amity said suddenly. A young witch was sitting in the woods; she had dark blue hair, glasses, and green eyes that would make you think of a forest. She was mumbling to herself, staring down at some purple sludge and looking miserable.
The girl looked up at the sudden calling of her name. “Is someone there?” she said suddenly, looking back and forth. To say she was shocked when Amity emerged from the bushes, completely ignoring Lilith’s warning, would have been the understatement of the century. She was baffled; stupified; discombobulated. “A..AMITY?”
“Willow!” she ran up and hugged her. “Oh my gosh, it’s been so long! I’ve missed you so much-”
Willow pushed her back. “Titan, I can’t believe it’s you!” She said, looking Amity up and down. “It’s been… how long?”
“Nevermind that, you got into Hexside!”
“I got into Hexside. My parents put me on the abomination track, though, and I hate that track. You know I’m better with plants, anyways.”
“So show the principal that you should be on the plant track- that is still how things work around here, right? I haven’t missed any major political shifts in the past eight years, have I?”
“There are two golden guards now. One selected- hand picked- from Hexside. The previous Golden Guard was demoted to rank of Silver Guard, whatever that means- and get this! Luz is dating the Silver Guard! Can you believe it?”
Amity blinked.
“Oh, right, Luz you probably know nothing about her-”
“I’ve met her,” Amity said. Luz was the popular girl at her school, of course. She also didn’t really tend to talk to many people, even though she was so… well, the way she was. “She doesn’t seem the type to have a boyfriend, but..”
“You’ve met her? I’m sorry,” Willow sighed. “Luz is mean. I mean, she can be super nice to you… if you’re on her good side. Most of the time, the kids in this school are not on her good side. Then there’s her lackeys, as I call them. One of them is my friend, so he shields me from most of her wrath- his name is Gus, you know- and the other… well.” She took a deep breath. “Boscha. You know how she is.”
Amity cringed. She hadn’t expected Luz to keep Boscha of all people as company. Maybe she wasn’t as rude anymore? Although, based on Willow’s expression, Amity highly doubted she’d changed at all. But Boscha?
“Well, me and Luz are friends now too. Maybe I can talk to her!”
“You and Luz? Friends? What did you do, move a mountain and- pardon my language- kiss her ass?” Willow asked. “Listen, Amity, I know you think you know Luz, but whatever you know about her, know she was putting on a farce for the Human Realm. Luz is not a good person. Plain and simple. But everyone loves her anyway.”
“She can’t be that bad. Here, let me help you with your abomination track assignment.” Amity paused. “That is why you’re out here, right?”
“Yeah,” Willow laughed. “Can’t get it to come to life or anything. It’s pure sludge.” She gestured to a large grey-brown container with purple ooze slowly melting down the sides.
“I think I can do something about that,” Amity decided. She waved Lilith and King over. “I’m going to help Willow,” she explained.
Willow seemed moderately disturbed that the two had been watching them from the bushes, but she seemed to recover rather quickly, all things considered.
Amity gripped the key she was planning on giving to Luz. “I hope she isn’t like Willow describes her,” Amity thought quietly. She hoped that Odalia hadn’t completely and totally turned Luz into a horrible person.
A small idea pinged in the back of her head, so small she wanted to ignore it. What if Luz is Camila’s kid? What if, when she disappeared, she ran away into the human realm, and that’s why they have the same last name? Amity shook her head. That was crazy thinking. Noceda was probably a common Spanish last name.
She didn’t believe herself.
/-|-\
“And that’s my presentation,” Willow explained. The Abominations teacher looked very impressed with the abomination Willow had put together- with Amity’s help. Amity herself was hiding underneath the window, peering in and watching from a small gap. King and Lilith were next to her, but they weren’t trying to through said window like Amity was.
The bell rang, and students filed out of the class. The teacher left, and Willow ran over to the window. “You come in; Lilith and King can stay outside, as I don’t need anymore help, and I don’t want us to get caught.”
Amity nodded in agreement and relayed that information to Lilith and King.
“We can hear her, Amity,” King said. “We’re… literally right next to each other.”
“No, no, let her continue; it’s fun,” Lilith replied. Amity scowled at her, and then climbed through the window to join Willow.
“Alright, let’s go.”
“Luz is technically enrolled on every single path, but her main focus is Oracle magic. Nobody knows why, but most suspect it’s because she wants to be closer to Odalia.”
Amity winced as she followed Willow; who would willingly want to be closer to her mother?
“However, it’s lunch, so Luz is probably gaming in the potions classroom with Boscha and Gus.” Willow guided her in decidedly the opposite direction of the lunch room. Although Amity did suppose it would make sense.
“You can give her the key, and then get out,” Willow reasoned.
“Maybe. I do want to eventually enroll in Hexside,” Amity admitted.
Willow looked at her in shock. “Wait, you’re staying?”
“Yeah. Why not?” Suddenly, they both heard voices- one being distinctly Luz’s.
Willow narrowed her eyes, and whispered to Amity, “Hide.”
“What’s that book you’re holding anyways?” A voice that sounded familiar said, and Amity guessed it was Boscha.
“Oh. Some creepy half-witch gave it to me. Can’t even do magic, and half the pages are torn. Besides, I wouldn’t read this fantasy garbage anyways. It’s stupid.”
Amity frowned, feeling hurt. Luz… wasn’t her friend after all, was she?
Willow gripped her shoulder. “Give her the key, and leave. Don’t let her get to you,” she whispered. “She’s always like this. She also sees me as a half-witch, you know.”
“You’re right.” Amity relaxed. Usually, she was really calm. However, when she was angry, she was angry. “I’ll just give her the stupid key, get my book back, and punch her in the face a little!”
“Amity, wait-”
She stood up, rounding the corner. “Hey, bitch, take your dumb portal key.”
Luz’s eyes widened as the key got thrown at her face. She reached up, catching it before she likely would have gotten poked in the eye. The other two people next to her, Boscha, and the guy who must have been Gus, stared at Amity in complete shock, as if they didn’t think she’d have the audacity to do such a thing.
“Wh-” Luz looked at Amity, really looked at her… and then she smiled. “Oh, it’s the little half-a-witch. Does she really think she has any authority?” Luz started laughing, before she stood up, with the book that Amity had let her borrow. “Usually, I wouldn’t do this, but..” she chuckled. “You need to learn your place here.” She quite literally ripped the book in half, dropping it to the ground and letting the pages scatter. Gus let out a slightly offended gasp that was silenced with a glare from Boscha.
Amity couldn’t believe it. “You piece of-”
“Shhh,” Luz said, pressing one of her fingers against Amity’s lips to silence her. “Remember, Amity,” she whispered into her ear. “I’m in charge here, okay? We aren’t friends, and we never will be. Before, I was being nice, but now? Now…
“I’m going to make your life a living hell.”
Amity let out a yell of frustration, swinging her fist at her. Luz simply grabbed it, twisted her arm, and shoved her to the ground. Amity just lay there for a second, frozen in pain and confusion. Luz suddenly picked her up, her smile seemingly crooked. She patted Amity on the shoulder, dusted off her outfit, and turned away from her to continue her conversation with her friends. Gus and Boscha looked more than a little disturbed. Amity took a step forward, tentatively, and Luz simply glanced back, her eyebrow raised, as if to say, do you really want to test that?
Amity shook her head, barely able to register the motion she had just made.
With that subtle threat, Luz waved her hand mockingly. “You’re dismissed.”
Amity stood there in shock. After a long, heavy minute of silence, she simply slumped, turned around, and left, feeling defeated. Before leaving, she picked up the scattered pieces of the Good Witch Azura book, and threw them in the trash on her way out. Like before, she didn’t glance back at Luz, only for a different reason.
“Amity,” Willow said. “What did she say to you?”
“Nothing. Let’s go get King’s crown, shall we?”
Amity slammed the door, hard. Willow glanced back, sighing at the closed door. “I tried to warn her,” Willow muttered to herself, before turning to go and follow Amity down Hexside’s hallway. Amity tried to convince herself she was walking away from a potential conflict.
What she was really doing was walking away from literally the meanest person she had ever met.