The clock struck midnight. Valarie Belview awoke from her deep slumber to see a dim light filling her third floor studio apartment. She heard the soft flicker of candle flames dancing in the night's breeze coming from her open window. Valarie sat up to see what was going on. She squinted as she scanned the room, seeing the vague shape of a girl. More light began to shine on her, revealing smooth pale white legs, tiny orange overalls with the legs cut-off. She wore a yellow t-shirt, orange hair shaved down with a blonde Mohawk on top. Yellow and white thigh high socks up her legs covered multiple jack-o-lantern tattoos. Valarie tilted her head, then lied back down.
"Hey! There's a person in your house!" The girl across the room yelled out to the lazy one in bed.
"I'm awake. What's up?" Valarie sat up again, rubbing her eyes, and clearing her throat.
"My name is Candi Corn." The alternative girl began to explain.
"That sounds fake." Valarie pointed out immediately.
"It's not! Now, I'm from a coven of witches, and I want you to join, alright?" Candi snipped.
"Oh... Pass." Valarie lied back down again, Candi walked up to foot of the bed, giving the mattress a kick to shake her away.
"We seal the deal with sex, and then you get magical powers. That sound good?" Candi offered.
Valarie sat back up instantly. "What's the plan? Magic is real? That's cool. You said sex? Lesbian sex? With me? I'm down. Done deal. Let's go." Our Girl Valarie spat out without thinking.
Candi tilted her head, closed her eyes, and decided to let Valarie's weirdness go. "Yes. Magic is real." She struggled to form a fake smile. "And if we have sex then you get to become immortal like me!"
"That's rad. Let's do it! You're hot, I'm... Well I'm a girl, let's have some lesbian sex!" Valarie laughed at her own nonsense, pulling her blankets off, welcoming the stranger into her bed. Candi slithered up the sheets, gripping Valarie's tanned white girl body along the way. The two young women met face to face in the dim light that reveled over the cheap white walls, their soft lips met, saliva dripping from the witch's mouth. Valarie's tongue gently pushed into Candi's as she gripped her from behind, turning her over. Valarie now on top of the witch, she began to pull the girl's overall straps down.
Candi grabbed Valarie's head and made her stare directly into her eyes. "Tell me your name!" A soft yellow light flashed from the witch's eyes. Valarie didn't question it and just answered immediately.
"Valarie." Smiling, Valarie introduced herself, pulling her head down between the witch's legs.
"Wait wait wait!" Candi giggled as she placed her head next to Valarie's again, staring into her eyes. "Now. Tell me where all your valuables are!" Candi demanded to the vaguely white girl between her knees, the yellow light blasting in Valarie's eyes, who in response smiled, and tilted her head.
"Huh-what?"
"Tell me where your valuables are!" The yellow light flashed again.
"Um, no?" Valarie was unsure of if this was the correct answer or not, but knew she didn't want to give this strange girl her money. Valarie stood up from the bed. "Look, I don't really pay for it. Sorry! Nothing against you personally, I'm just, you know, I'm a bit old fashioned with my casual sex." Valarie smiled honestly, blushing.
Candi turned away from Valarie, put her hand to her chin, her eyes widening. "(What's going on here? Am I not doing it right? She should be doing whatever I say!)" The witch panicked. "(Alright. Get a handle on yourself Candi! Just try it again!)" She stood on the bed, turning to face Valarie, correcting her gaze so their eyes were right next to each other. "Tell me your name again!" The young witch demanded with a yellow burst of light.
"Valarie?"
"Valarie what!?" Dust began to swirl around Candi's hand, slowly the bed beneath her broke away slowly into the spinning orb in the sister of Satan's petite fingers, leaving Candi floating where it used to be. The orb straightening out into a pole, still twirling it in her fingers, Valarie's bed was mostly gone now, forming a long red pole.
Valarie walked back across her single room apartment, to the small desk by the door. She reached into the drawer and pulled a large gun out. Turning back to face the Wicca. "My full name? Valarie R. Belview." A blade grew from the end of Candi's pole as Valarie finished introducing herself.
The witch now held a large maroon scythe aimed at Valarie's neck, in return Valarie pointed the large antique six shooter at the enormous blade. The candles blew out, and silence filled the room. A slow giggle started to come from Candi. Quickly the strange witch's giggles had turned to cackling, her laughter echoing through the building. "A fucking Belview!? I thought you people were only a legend from the War of 1995! Hahaha! What fucking luck! Not only do I get to meet a legend, I get to kill one!" Candi struggled to regain her composure as Valarie pulled the gun up.
"Yeah, I don't know what any of that means, I never knew my parents, or anyone from my family. But I got this thing, and it's pretty cool, so I'm gonna use it!" Valarie beamed, slapping the gun to her waist. A metal band strapped itself around Valarie from the ornate antique revolver.
"H U N T E R ' S C R O S S!" A loud voice boomed from everywhere. Valarie pulled the handle of the gun down, and held a chamber up. The voice rang again. "L O C K & L O A D!" Valarie slammed the chamber into the gun, causing the voice to ring once more. "W O L V E S B A N E!" The two girls stared at each other in a stalemate, then under her breath Valarie whispered "Beastarise." Pulling the trigger, a gunshot gnawed into Candi's ears. Valarie's skin blasted from her body, blood poured from her exposed meat. The scarlet liquid splattered on the floor, rushing along the wood under where Candi floated, grasping her scythe tightly, unsure of what this was. Valarie took a step, her messy husk bled deeper with the movement. Silver chunks slowly protruded from the crimson cascade. From the head a helmet with the visage of an ashen wolf, with burning red eyes. The body was that of a silver knight, engraved with the markings of a rabid beast. The blood began to flow into a billow, forming into a long dark grey coat. The straps grabbed onto the unrestrained knight, padlocks appeared over the coat, attaching it to firmly to the Hunter. A chain spiraled around the right arm, snapping to with another lock. The beastly armor placed its left hand to its head, a shiny black top hat appeared in her fingers. Placing it on her head the voice boomed one last time.
"H A P P Y H U N T I N G!" The blood that filled the room disappeared in a flash, Candi lashed out with her scythe falling back in shock. The little witch stood up as fast as she could, but Wolvesbane was nowhere to be found. Candi looked around the room, it was empty. Then she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Behind you!" Valarie's voice echoed in her ear. Candi immediately gripped her scythe and swung it behind her, jamming the blade into the wall by mistake. The skinny Candi struggled to pull her weapon from the wall. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" She screamed, pulling as hard as she could.
"Yoo hoo!" Valarie's voice echoed from behind Candi. She turned around to see the Hunter standing with her arms crossed, leaned against her front door. Quickly turning back, Candi pulled once more, but she was too late, she felt a hand grab the back of her head and ram it through the wall. The Witch's neck broke from the force of being forced through the drywall. Valarie grabbed Candi's leg, pulling her body from the wall, throwing her across the room. Candi flipped across the room, Valarie disappeared in a grey rush. Suddenly Wolvesbane was on the other side of the room, Candi on a collision course with her. Valarie held her hand out as Candi flew towards her, catching the petite witch by the face, from mid air, the silver knight slammed its arm down through the hardwood floor. The witch lawn-darted into the wood, her body a crumpled mess. Wolvesbane wasn't done, grabbing her leg again, dragging her broken body along the floor. Valarie grabbed the witch's leg with both hands, swinging the body up, she swung the girl like a bat as hard as she could directly at the wall, breaking a large hole through it. Candi was thrown through the wall into the store room next to Valarie's apartment, she blasted through several boxes, and knocked over a couple shelves with more boxes on them. The witch was buried under a mountain of packages and bags of supplies. Candi stood up perfectly fine in the midst of the rubble. "(I have to get the fuck out of here!)" Candi thought to herself in a panic, running over to the window, struggling to open it. "Shit! Why can't I have super strength like Velvet?" Candi yelled aloud. A gunshot rang from Valarie's apartment.
"C E N T U R Y K E Y!" Wolvesbane walked into the store room, holding an ornate old key. Candi panicked more as she struggled to open the window that was painted shut. "Fuck it!" The witch screamed, holding her hand to it, dust began to spiral. "Faster!"
Valarie put the key into the padlock on her arm. "O L D O N E ' S W H I P!" The lock fell to the dusty wooden floor, the chain around Wolvesbane's right wrist slowly spiraled downwards.
Candi turned back to the window after seeing this, and began to scream at her hand. The window popped into the shape of a scythe, leaving a large hole in the side of the building. Candi grabbed the scythe as she jumped out the window. Valarie ran up behind her, throwing the chain out after the witch. The chain snapped around her ankle, Valarie began to pull her back up, but Candi used her scythe to cut her leg off.
"Dammit!" Wolvesbane cursed, letting go of the leg, readying the chain whip again, but it was too late, Candi was about to hit the ground. The witch's crimson scythe slammed to the ground as she held on. Candi spun down the pole with her remaining leg, the scythe began to shred away into dust, then reformed on the witch's stump, forming a new leg. Candi immediately began to run down the street, trying to get as far away from that apartment as possible. She heard a crash behind her, glancing back, she saw the Armored Hunter standing with its legs spread out wide and its right arm on the ground, long coat flowing behind it. The chain on her arm began to loosen, Valarie pulled her arm out, holding onto the metal handle attached to one end of the whip. Gearing up, Wolvesbane flung the whip at the girl running down the street. The end of the whip flew at Candi in the same rush Valarie had used earlier, around the witch's neck. Valarie pulled her back, the witch flying through the air, a gunshot rang as Candi landed into the arms of her Hunter. The chain around her neck burned into a leather collar. "C O L L A R O F K A N E!" The loud voice echoed down the street.
Candi began to pull on the leather around her throat. "No. No no no. That didn't say 'Collar of Kane' did it?!" The skinny girl started to jerk around, falling from Valarie's arms onto the street below, pulling at her neck with all her might.
"You alright?" Valarie asked, unsure of what she had just done. Candi fell to her knees.
"No... I'm not alright..." The witch leaned back, looking up at the sky. "The Collar of Kane is a tool used for enslaving Werewolves... And you've just used it on me. Now I'm your slave..." Candi was defeated. Valarie pulled the gun from her waist, returning to normal.
"Well... That's gotta be some way to like, free you from it, right?" Valarie laughed cautiously.
"No... There's isn't..." Candi slumped back further.
"Oh..." Valarie looked away.
To Be Continued.
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