Isela Othello
-20 years of age
-The Othello family has generations of witches going back further than anyone can trace. The family is known because of the gruesome fates of previous family members. Most recently the beheading of her beloved mother.
-Unlike other witches many of the Othello family truly do use their powers for good. Therefor Isela is also using her powers for good. It does not mean she magically does things for the good of others, but she does not do anything to hurt them.


Miles Webb
-25 years of age
-The Webb family is a secret witch hunting society. The outside public does not know of this trade for the men of the family. It is thought that they are all craftsmen. Old Witch families may know of the Webb family, but otherwise they are virtually unknown.*
-Miles has a cocky attitude toward others because he believes he is superior to them. This attitude turns to hate when he speaks to or about a witch.

Woods-Ish

Hillside1- Cool looking building

I'll have more when I get on my PC. I don't have them all on my iPod.

Elvira Blair
-20 years old
-Being the first witch in the Blair family to appear after generations of peace, she was left out in the woods to fend for herself. The bitterness people bestowed her hardened her heart and she slid down the path of darkness, using her powers for revenge.
-Having a small stature and a childish face. Barely anyone took her seriously. Thought she was sweet, cute, and a loving little girl. Oh, how wrong they were. A spitfire matched her more, had a sharp tongue, held grudges and hurt anyone that crossed her. Which ended up hunters and she made a name for herself.


Jordan Carthage
-25 years old
-From a non-famous hunter family. The Carthage were a hardworking bunch of skilled hunters. Got the job done, took the pay and asked for no publicity. Kept quite with their work.
-Quiet, is the simplest way to describe Jordan. Not very animated with his emotions and kept to himself. Soft spoken. In the shadows with a kind heart and quite the flirt with a girl he likes.

City in the Sky

Hidden Haven

Frozen Tundra

Desert Terrain

[{Tried to get a variety of places and I'm so sorry I couldn't post! Laptop is almost dead and I'm way past the time I should be in bed. Sorry!}]

(Don't worry about it XD that's how my iPod was last night too. And it happened to be almost midnight.)

Isela turned wiping tears from her eyes. It had only been a day since her mothers death. The younger Othello witch couldn't put up with the pain it had cause her. Isela's mother meant everything to her. After watching her mothers death she had been in a state of shock for the day. Somehow, the hunters had noticed her, and she needed to get going. Hopefully she could find her friend somewhere in those woods. Of course she had just seen Elvira the other day, but that was before all of this happened.

After taking a deep breath she turned and ran through the shadows out into the woods. "Elvira!" She called quietly. "I need you!" Her running slowed to a walk as she glanced around to find her friend. "Please be here." The forest was dark enough that she couldn't see around her. Quickly she mumbled a spell and a ball of light appeared in her hand. "Elvira!"

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(okay, I didn't Post for Miles because I think you're hunter is the one who is suppose to be hunting Isela and in which case he probably would be the one who got Miles not Miles going to get him. And if you don't like the post for Isela, I can change it.)

Hidden amongst the trees, Elvira was sound asleep safe from the outside word. Only the most insane of people ventured into the woods at night. For her though she cast a spell upon the creatures of the wood to ignore her existence, making her the storybook ghost of the forest. Not that she didn't mind, people left her alone, along with hunters. Who would of thought the ghost in the woods was merely a malnourished witch.

"What?" A small voice came from behind a tree, a weary voice coming from a frail body. Like usual, Elvira's braids were practically non-existence and her hair was let free in its wild curly mass. Required the assistance of someone to fix her hair, that was full of leaves. "Isela have you been crying again? Your eyes are all puffy." she bluntly commented before dimming the ball of light in Isela's hand. Dangerous that thing was, and it hurt her eyes that were adjusted to the dark of night.

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Banging his fist on the door Jordan impatiently waited for his comrade in the witch hunt to get out of his room. It was late at night, he wanted to sleep, didn't want to work with this guy, and wanted the last witch in the town to just be dead already. They beheaded one yesterday after being informed by the village of the family of witches.

Jordan couldn't believe one got away. Made this all the harder and he had to go to this guy for help. "Get out here now Webb! Need to find that witch before she gets too far!" his voice was deep and rich, a voice that swooned girls and it now contained irritation. The worst thing to him, was when a witch ran.

[{I loved your post for Isela, gave me something to work with. I hope I gave you enough to work with.}]

"They killed her! Elvira, she's gone. They're coming after me.." Isela let the light burn out from her hands and reached over to take her friends hand and hugged her tightly, forcing herself not to cry again. "I didn't mean to cry. I have to go. Please come with me. Elvira, I can't go by myself..." Isela stepped back and crossed her arms, breathing deeply.

Unlike Elvira, her hair fell perfectly flat past her shoulders, it was a dark black color that almost got lost in the night, the only part of her that stood out happened to be her almost translucent skin color. Most of the time she tried to cover all the skin she had showing, to be sure that it was hard to see her.

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Miles was still sound asleep when Jordan began to bang on his door. Unhappily he stood and pulled on clothes along with grabbing his bag, before walking to the door. "What the heck is wrong with you? Do you not think some of us are trying to sleep?" He pushed Jordan back a bit and shut the door as he stepped out.

"Let's get going. I'm not spending more time with you than I have to." Miles turned unhappily brushing his hand through his short dark hair and stepping toward the forest. "Who is this girl? Related to the one from yesterday? Older or younger?"

((Do they know of Elvira?)

Elvira watched Isela with her big hazel-gold eyes, lots at the contact. With an awkward pat on the back, she tried to comfort her. Only to be free from the affections of a hug. Did not deserve something like that. "Not like I have anything better to do and dealing with hunters isn't at the top of my list." She said with a in a calm tone before taking Isela's hand and leading her deeper into the woods. Deeper into her home.

It would be best for them to get away as soon as possible. "Do you know how many, Hunters, got ahold of your mother?" Interrogation would now begin. What would they be up against and would she be able to handle it. As long as they were in the woods she would know, it was her element, the caretaker to her powers.

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"Sleeping will be the last thing on there mind if this village gets set on fire by demons. What is worse?" Jordan snapped stalking off down the hall now that the other Hunter was finally awake. Could get down to business, than get his money and move onto the next town.

A scoff escaped his tight lips as he rolled his eyes, "If you payed attention you would know that they are related and it is the daughter that ran. Some Hunter you are." Not happy about this at all, Jordan made his way into town to ask if anyone saw the dark haired, pale skinned girl pass by.

[{I was planning they wouldn't. Wanted to make things interesting.}]

"Two, I think. She didn't tell me anyone was trying to find her. I didn't know until it happened. She hadn't been home for a few days, but I figured she was just out somewhere. It had happened a lot before. Next thing I knew people were gathering for a witch to be killed. I wanted to make sure it wasn't you, and it ended up being her." Isela tried to explain sniffing a bit and wiping her eyes. Her mother and her had moved to this new town after the death of another witch in the family. No one knew they were witches, they didn't go by Othello and Isela was almost aloud to live a normal life for a few months. Then that seemed to change quickly, before she had a chance to relize it.

"One of them saw me. They were there when she was killed, and even with a hat and make-up on I looked just like her." Isela brushed away another tear that was forming. "I don't know what to do. I can't go anywhere and be alone. I've never lived on my own like you."

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Miles rolled his eyes and followed behind Jordan as he asked the pointless question of 'Have you seen....Blahblahblah.' Miles crossed his arms and waited, before spotting someone he thought might know what happened with the girl. The man turned away as Miles walked to him. "The witch's daughter, where does she live?"

Slowly the older male turned in distaste and frowned at miles question. "How am I to know, I had nothing to do with that garbage." The man tried to walk away only to be stopped by miles. "She worked for you. Where did she live!" He demanded to know. "Jordan, get over here! Now! This lovely man is going to show us exactly where the young witch lives." Miles glared at the older man while he waited for his fellow witch hunter to come over and join him.

(Not to randomly add an old man or anything XD but they do need to find the house sometime)

A smile crept across her lips, Elvira found it amusing that Isela thought she would get caught by a few hunters. "Don't worry Isela. I won't let anything happen to you. They come in here, they stepped into my home. Won't allow them to get to you in here." She said reassuringly weaving through the trees going deeper and deeper into the forest. Would not allow her only friend to venture back into town when it was so dangerous. Pointless, too. Why risk their life for a place that would never truly accept them. She wanted to get away anyway, getting tired of the forest. Never left because of the person at the end of her hand, no matter how vengeful she was, she couldn't just get up and leave.

"I don't know if I should feel flattered or insulted by that comment." She did live on her own. Did she like it? Hated it truly. Got rather lonely to the point she sold her soul to hell to at least have one or two demons as her companions that were bound to her. As long as she went to hell when she died, any demon she summoned would do what she wanted. It was rather nice. But she would never speak of what she did, it was looked down upon.

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Jordan raised a skeptic brow, did he really expect the witch to just stay home after watching her mother die. In the end he was laughing and watching Miles with sheer amusement. Like he cared where the woman lived. Wanted to find where she was now. Could of left town or enter the woods, that were all around them. Would end up a wild goose chase.

With a shrug he followed along, it was their only lead. "Do you have to be so loud?" he asked Miles bluntly and with another exaggerated eye roll. Could not handle such loud demanding people, it got on his nervous. Oh, how they would be the best of friends by the end of this. "So why do you want to see the witches home?"

[{It is fine. Made me chuckle, at least Miles did.}]

"Hey, you were just as loud waking me up." Miles shot back glaring at Jordan, with a tiny hint of a smirk on his face. The older man started walking with the two following close behind him. "I want to check if anything's there and obviously she left through the woods behind her house. This witch isn't going to be stupid and run through town and possibly be caught. No one is dumb enough to do that. Well, except her mother."

Miles glanced up as the man stopped walking. They stood at the doorstep of a quaint black house with small windows and a brick chimney that seemed to have smoke coming from it. "Are you sure this is the house?" The man nodded and turned to walk back the way they came. First, Miles pounded his fist against the door, then tried the knob and stepped into the home. "Hello?!"

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"Flattered. It's amazing to me that you could live. I honestly don't think I could. Even with magic." Isela squeezed her friends hand as the walked deeper and deeper into the wooded area. Slowly though, her eyes started to adjust to the darkness and she wasn't quite so afraid. "Elvira, thank you for being such a great friend."

"We're just leaving here right? We're not going to have to kill anyone?" Isela was strongly against anything like killing. Even if it were her own life, she'd be more likly to knock the person out then kill them. She just didn't have the heart to live with killing a man, or woman.

"You are awake now aren't you? I didn't scream for no point." Jordan retorted in a lifeless tone, too passive to really raise his voice once more. Only rolled his eyes at the glare he received. He just followed a long, his hands in his pockets watching where the old man would take him. Hopefully it was to their advantage and he didn't have to listen to Miles much more. "Can you blame me than? Mother like daughter. Hard to believe she would run into the woods, that would equal to death, she is a witch though." he mused, the woods were full of foreign and lethal creatures.

"Mmm, homy." Jordan joked looking at the black house, a depressing house to him. Couldn't it of at least been brown? A dark brown, black seemed so ominous. "Really Miles, really? Just give us away." With a typical roll of his eyes Jordan slipped into the house to look around. His hand poised to take out his weapon at any second of danger.

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"You are my only friend Isela, you gave me a reason to live." Elvira said bluntly, sit leading her friend through the woods, her home. Her dear home that she didn't want to leave, but it if it kept Isela safe she would sacrifice that. They needed to go though, she didn't know how close the hunters could be and she didn't want to risk just sitting around.

"Yes, we are leaving. What is the point in stay? So we can die." Elvira sighed, she was not against killing and she was not going to lie to her friend their was no point. Could at least make it less, threatening and disturbing. "No one will die as long as they aren't hunters and it is our life or theirs. I will handle that part though. You just do what you are good at."

(Hi!)

"Oh shut up." Miles muttered under his breath walking into another room. Everything was so abnormally neat. It was kind of freaking him out a bit. "They have way to much time on their hands.." Miles mumbled thinking how long it must take to clean, then relizing they probably had a spell for that. "Uh, okay, I really don't know what we should be looking for. Maybe check out back for footprints?" He asked open a door into a bedroom.

The room wasn't dark like he expected, although it did not match. The walls were bright orang and green, even the bedding was bright. Everything about the room was opposite of the rest of the home. "Woah, Jordan, look at her room. What witch likes bright colors?"

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"Okay." Isela whispered to her friend staying close beside her. Everything made her skin tingle and her heart race. Even the smallest snapping if a twig. Her eyes darted around them ever few steps. Her mother had been caught, she would be next. If anything happened to Elvira too, Isela wouldn't ever forgive herself. So hopefully they both stayed safe.

How was Elvira staying so calm? How could she not act worried or shake like Isela started to? It wasn't fair that her friend could be so brave and she couldn't. "Where are we going exactly?" She asked looking ahead of them trying to find a break in the trees. Isela was trying so hard to keep moving, while inside she just wanted to sit down and give up.

[{Hey. Sorry it took so long to reply. Next week will probably be the same way. Finals aren't going to end till Thursday.}]

Jordan did fall into silence only because he was so distracted by the house. Oh, how he wished his could be so clean and neat. It was a disaster, the floor covered in all kinds of things. No color on the walls other than white, what it came in. It wasn't that he was lazy, never had tim with hunting. "Fine..." he muttered going outside to look for tracks that was till Miles found the bedroom and got his attention.

"One that got dropped on her head a few too many times." He commented looking at the room with a raised eyebrow. Not a common sight at all. Never would he of expected this, it was so, weird. "Well, I'm going outside before this room does something evil." He did not want to take his chances and quickly escaped outside.

"Miles! Darling!" Jordan called out to his partner standing before a few tracks imprinted into mud leading towards the woods but cut off before they got there. With this lead he wanted to get straight to the hunt, the interesting part.

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Elvira was always calm in these situations, mostly because she saw no point in panicking. Lived in a hostile environment most of her life, almost all of it. Danger didn't faze her, on top of that killing someone or watching them die didn't bother her. Unlike Isela, she probably couldn't handle those things. Elvira knew she was different, the fact a witch did good and like 'happy' things wasn't very common to the definition of a witch. She accepted her friend though, they balanced out each others strengths and weaknesses.

An almost yin and yang relationship. One of darkness, one of light. "We are going to the forest nymphs hideout. Should be safe their for awhile." As she spoke they soon arrived at a lit up tree, that housed a variety of woodland creatures. The only place Elvira ever really went to and felt, welcome. The loneliness deep down in her cold heart warmed while here. "I'll get you a room right away." she exclaimed pulling Isela into the Haven where they were soon greeted and given rooms that were underground in the trees root system.

{Okay, that's fine. }

"Okay, that sounds really cool." Isela said softly as they arrived. Her face brightened up into a huge grin as they came closer to the bright tree. "That's awesome! If I had a camera I'd be taking a picture to save for later." She smiled and followed her friend inside. The underground rooms were pretty cool too. How they managed to get light down there made it even better. It was just as bright as daylight.

"Elvira, can I stay with you until it's later? I mean I don't want to be alone until I absolutly need to be alone. I don't think I can bear it." She whispered looking around them, at all the different beings around them. It really was magical. Isela could see why Elvira knew this place, it was somewhere they'd fit in, but also somewhere that hunters would look, if they knew what it was.

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Miles had rolled his eyes, shutting the door, before looking around a bit more. When Jordan called him he walked outside to his fellow hunter. "See. Told you she wasn't going to go across town." He stated following the prints to where they ended. He looked forward for a moment wondering where they went.

"Do you realize how small her feet are? They're tiny!" Really they weren't that small, probably around a six, but compaired to Miles feet they seemed tiny. "Well it's definatly her, no guy would have feet this small, and no other girl would travel into the woods alone." He stated walking into the trees slowly.

"I don't think I could leave you alone knowing there are hunters after you and you aren't really the type to fight back Isela." Elvira said rather bluntly, like usual. Knew Isela wasn't good with hurting anything and ultimately killing someone or something. Unlike her she could easily crush a fly with no guilt. Never has she used he powers with good intentions. Beneficial maybe, never good. Didn't much care about anyone else, Isela being an exception. "Just try and get some rest we can't stay here. Hunters are quite persistent in their hunting."

Elvira led her friend to her room, a rather small one, like all of them. Contained merely a bed, dresser, and bathroom. Not much use for anything else in Elvira's eyes, why she liked staying her so much. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll be back with some food if that is fine with you. Best you aren't wondering the halls." she spoke from the door way her small size the perfect height, Isela might be a little too tall for the door ways. Elvira didn't want to force her through anymore.

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Once more Jordan rolled his eyes before walking into the trees, not as precarious and slow. Couldn't believe the witch was hiding, that would be pointless, expected her to be fleeing as far as she could get from her. That was till he stubbled up an new pair of foot prints smaller at that next to the ones they just found, they seemed to be a 5 in a half. "Well, Miles if you are in love with small feet heres an even smaller set..... Can't be taller than 5 feet..." he thought to himself after calling out to Miles once more.

Staring at the prints he questioned who the witch could be traveling with now. Things weren't adding up in his mind. Did the family have another kid maybe? Either way it shown they were on the right track. "Where could they be going... What is outside these woods?" he asked trying to make a mental map.

She ducked a bit to get through the doorway and sat on Elvira's bed. "Okay, if I fall asleep just wake me up when you get back, okay?" Isela could explain the dead tired feeling she got as soon as her butt hit the softness of the bed. It reminded her so much of being home. To bad it wasn't home. "I hope they walk slow.." She whispered curling up onto the bed and briskly tears from her eyes.

As her eyes shut she was out like a light. It was a deep restful sleep, one that she wouldn't need much of to feel better, although it was also one that took a bit to wake up from. Hopefully they weren't leaving right after she woke up. Maybe some day they'd come back here. If the hunters stopped following them any time soon.."

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"Ohhh..another witch maybe? Maybe we'll have a bit more fun then we expected." Miles stated looking at the foot prints. "So a girl probably around 5' 4" and another around 5' or 4' 11" hmm, it could be a little girl that she's with. Or a little boy." He continued to walk down the path.

"I rather hope they put up a fight once we find them. It's no fun when you just bring them back." Pausing he glanced to Jordon. Outside of the woods? Well truely Miles had only been to the other side once or twice. He found most witches hiding in the woods. "Maybe it's the dessert? No..I think it's the frozen tundra...hmm.. We might have to find jackets."


(frozen tundra picture by the way)

Elvira scurried through the hallways to get some food as soon as possible, she knew they couldn't stay here for long. The Hunters were on their trail. She knew the second the entered the woods, her home. "Bastards..." she growled venomously. Fear didn't course through her veins for the fact, she sold her soul to the devil to have the immense power she contained in her small body. Powers that only caused harm. Death followed in her footsteps. She was the witch they should fear, not Isela or her mother.

A chant slid from her lips, a chant to bring the trees in the forest to life. Would make this incredibly hard for the Hunters while Isela was clueless to what she was doing. "Stop the Hunters, at an cost." With those words, one of her demons left to the woods to observe the trees that tore their roots from the ground and their branches became arms. Those branches went for the Hunters.

"Isela!" Elvira sang with a smile on her face as she woke her friend a tray of food in her hands. "You need to eat to get your strength. We can't stay here. Now eat, eat!" she insisted setting the food down on the night stand before scurrying around the room. She pulled books out of her shelf flipping through the pages looking for a map.

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"Um, Miles again your wish has come true... You really need to learn to shut up." Jordan mutter watching as the trees seemed to come to life. He had heard stories of such powers, never had he seen them. They just told him this was going to be incredibly hard. Witches could do some amazing things though.

With a frustrated sigh he dogged a branch. "Ugh, I hate being a hurt sometimes. Should we fight or run my dear?" he called over to Miles avoided the branches with years of trained reflexes. Would leaving the woods stop this? They would need to get coats so walking back into town wouldn't be pointless.

Isela woke up slowly and sat with her legs curled to her chest. Slowly she reached over to pull the tray over and begin eating. Her eyes followed every move that Elvira made. "Where are we going? I don't know if I packed everything that I need." She whispered before taking another bite.

For some reason before she had thought that she would end up dead without having a chance to get anywhere. Some part of her had actually wanted that. Except Elvira, Isela didn't have any reason to want to stay on earth. It was hard enough with her mother around. Things were just going to get harder now that Isela was by herself. Thanks to Elvira, hopefully she wouldn't have to worry again.

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"I didn't wish for the trees to kill us. I want them to fight once we find them!" Miles ducked and jumpped away from the trees. "I don't know, it seems like a waste of time to walk all the way back. But then again it could be a waste of our lives to stay here." He ducked again and thought for a moment. Slowly he glanced around.

"Okay...lets go." Sighing he turned around and ducked through the branches to get away from the forest. When they came back, there had to be a way around the trees or through the trees if they were still living. "The whole forest can't be alive. That'd hurt more than just us. Maybe there's another way."

Elvira finally found a map and spread it across the bed glad her hair hid her pale complexion. Keeping a tally on the hunters took a great deal out of her and when they left the forest her connect disappeared. "Anywhere. Not like we can simply stay here Isela. You know better than that. The hunters won't stop till you are dead. Best we can do is keep traveling. Keep a distance between us." she explained looking over the map to notice the frozen land laid ahead.

"The frozen land. We can get what we need from here. This place isn't completely hidden to the outside world people come here from everywhere." She talked a lot when she was thinking or frustrated, which at the moment. She was both. Her targets got away and now they had to go to the one place she hated the most.

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Jordan followed Miles out of the forest only to let out a relieved sigh when the trees halted at the edge and the life in them seemed to disappear. He was stupid enough to enter again though. "How about the road out of here? I don't believe the trees would be alive there. It would be too much work dealing with the traffic across it." he stood there trying to catch his breath.

"We can always enter the forest at a different spot. We know the general direction of their path. Sooner or later our paths will meet. Outside of the forest or inside it." he took a deep breath before pacing a little. They could only hope the witch or witches would be on the run and if they were, they would end up in the frozen tundra.

"Maybe it'd just be easier to let me die. That way you could stay here. I don't want you to have to be leaving here just because of me..." Isela said looking down at the map. She snapped her fingers and two warm winter coats landed on the bed beside them. "We might need them. I don't want to freeze." The two jackets were from her own room, she knew everything had to come from somewhere and refused to steal from someone else. The problem was her jacket might be a little long on Elvira.

Isela continued eating her food, not sure what meal it actually was. It was hard to tell when staying underground. "So you mean to say humans would randomly show up here? They'd have to be okay with magical creatures though right? Otherwise no one would let them in...I hope..."

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"I think, that once we start heading back the witch or witches will be far enough ahead not to notice us, and we'll get through the forest." Miles stated running through town. It was dark out and the boy was having trouble keeping his balance without tripping over uneven land. "Go get a jacket and meet back here. We'll go the other way and cut them off. I'd say find us something to travel faster on, but I don't know what that would be."

Miles pushed the door open into his home and rushed around to get a few things together in a backpack along with his winter coat. Before Jordan came back he also went to his kitchen and grabbed something to eat. Considering he hadn't gotten to when he left earlier.

Elvira walked over to Isela and swung her hand back to come back around only to make contact with her cheek. "Never wish death upon yourself or anyone else if you don't want it to happen. This place is not my home, nor was the woods, I have no home..." After saying that she picked up one of the coats that was defiantly too big for her and refolded the map. With coat and map in hand she dragged her bag out from under the bed too fill it with her things.

"They do not let anyone with a weapon in. Now get some rest before we go. I need to talk to a few people for leaving. Add your things to the bag if you so desire. You better be alive when I come back. Don't leave me in this world all alone!" She sighed tugging on her braid hating to show any emotion before leaving the room.

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Jordan listened to what he was told and departed to his own home to get a coat and other needed supplies. With a duffle bag draped over his shoulder now covered with a coat he walked into his backyard. "Ready for some adventure boy?" His voice was rich with compassion as he walked towards his stallion like creature, a black beast larger than a horse. Had an impressive curly mane, tail, and fur covered hooves. The muscles on his body quivered as he made excited sounds to see Jordan.

Rubbing one of Nero's ears as he used his mane to mount the creature and meet Miles at the edge of town that lead to the froze tundra. "I hope you don't mind being close to me." he chuckled at Miles, as Nero danced around on his long legs, nervous of the new man yet curious.

Isela didn't move, she just watched her friend wide eyed until she finished packing. She did not wish death upon anyone, but she was more than likly to die sooner or later, if it were later than Elvira would be in trouble to, but now, they could avoid everything. Sighing softly she looked down and finished her food. Once Elvira left she pushed the tray off to the side and enchanted the bag to have it be linked to her room. Anything she needed would be in there, kind of like Mary Poppins.

After having done that, she leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes, trying to sleep while waiting for Elvira to come back. It was so tempting to just run out and give herself up to the hunters, but she couldn't. It was to easy for them. Isela wasn't going to be as easy as her mother to catch.
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Miles stepped out to meet Jordan and his animal, frowning slightly, he rubbed the large creatures nose. "You are so lucky I'm friends with you, otherwise I'd be making you walk." Miles stated carefully getting up onto the animal behind Jordan. Riding a horse-like creature with another guy was probably the most aquward thing Miles had ever had to do. Really it was just to close to be okay with it.

"Well, let's go. This is bad enough, I don't want other people seeing us like this." His voice was a whisper almost as if he didn't want to wake anyone up. One of his hands gently patted the beasts back and the other rested on Jordans shoulder to maintain balance.

After awhile Elvira returned with a few things that she needed, things that kept her health in good enough conditions. Being smaller for her age caused her to be weak, prone to illness and frail. Why she depended on her magic so much and willingly sold her soul to the devil for more power. "Ready to go?" she asked picking up the bag, after putting the items in the now enchanted bag. The items she put in, consisted of herbs and recipes for the mixtures she put in the bag. Planned ahead in them not returning for awhile.

"Traveling will be the best for you and us. You need to calm your mind, fresh air will help and while doing so we can increase the distance between us and the hunters." She talked while pulling the strap of the bag over her hand so it sat nicely and securely against her back. Then with a quick look over the room to see if they had anything they needed she headed towards the door and to the wilderness that awaited them.

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Jordan couldn't help but laugh in amusement, his pet puffing warm breaths of air into Miles palm, calming only a little. "I wouldn't say lucky is the right choice of words and you know this will be faster." Jordan was grinning ear to ear. Humor was his way of releasing the awkwardness of this situation and forcing himself not to get agitated with how close Miles was. This was only okay with a female, which he was not.

"Aw, you don't want others seeing our love for each other. Why not stake me in the heart." he also spoke in a whisper while laughing, completely amused by this predicament. "Hold on tight my love." he laughed hard before squeezing his thighs against Nero's side and let him take off as fast as he wanted down the barren road.

Isela stood slowly and streached slightly before pulling her jacket on and following behind Elvira, with just a small bag in hand. It still worked just like the larger one. Thankfully they were both lightweight since everything wasn't actually in them, otherwise Isela would be worried that her friend would get squished from the weight.

"Do you think they'll stop following us at some point? I don't want to run forever. It's so hard to live as it is." Her mind wandered as they walked. What if the hunters followed them forever? What if they never got to go back home again? What if this all ended up being a wasted effort. Quickly the young witch tried to clear her mind. Breath Isela, you're okay.

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Miles muttered multiple rude comments just quiet enough so Jordan couldn't hear them. As they rode through the path he was rather glad they'd get across this area faster so that it would be harder for anyone to track them. "You know, this is when I wish we both had our own horse like thing and a hot girl riding along behind us. Then I wouldn't have to deal with you and your annoying comments."

As they continued forward his eyes scanned the forest for movement. "We can cut them off quickly, at this rate they're not running half as fast as this. We should let them get a bit away from the forest, it'll make it harder to find something to fight with when everything is frozen"

"In all honest they will not be following us forever because they will catch up Isela. We are witches, not very accepted as you learned first hand. All we can do is travel and hope we don't confront them anytime soon." Elvira wasn't going to sugarcoat anything. She wasn't even going to deny the sick feeling in her stomach that the hunters would find them.

At least till they did, Elvira would put up as much of a fight as her body could handle. Would protect Isela at all costs knowing all to well of her kind nature. One thing for sure was, she needed to invest in getting her own coat. It probably looked amusing at how Elvira struggled to move about in the dress like coat she wore. Just perfectly long enough to constrict the movement of her legs, she was warm though. A plus knowing what they would soon be getting themselves into. "You need to shrink..." muttered Elvira.

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"Oh, but you know my comments make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. What would you find as a hot girl anyway?" Jordan questioned to get there minds off the fact they were on a horse together and so close. It made him glad they passed over the part of their friendship where they wanted to kill each other. Petit competitiveness, had to be better than your rival hunter. Things would be going so, smoothly.

Jordan was on it he allowed Nero to venture a little ways into the frozen land pacing back a forth along the forests edge at a distance. For now they would have to wait for their victims to appear and take action. Before that, Jordan dismounted as fast as possible. Walking seemed, so much nicer. "Next town, be are getting you a mount..."

"I hope it's a long time. I don't know though. If they're smart they've probably already come up with a plan. Also, I know that one of them will be the guy who killed my mom, so he probably already knew about me. I don't know though. I just hope we can do something once they show up." Isela whispered trying to think of what they could do. Would they know that Elvira and she were headed to the frozen land? Maybe that would mess them up..

"Ohh! I got it!" The young witch said happily forgetting their past talk she reached over to take the coat from Elvira and grinned as she placed it in an invisible washing machine and dryer before handing it back to her friend. It was probably now about three sizes smaller. "Well now we know why things say do not dry...."
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Miles didn't speak he was to busy pretending to be somewhere*else and ignoring Jordan. As soon as they stopped Miles got off Nero so fast, the horse was still probably taking it's last step. "We're in a frozen tundra, good luck finding a town. But then again, once we catch them it would be easier to tie them to a horse so they can't get away. So maybe we'll go to the next town quickly before going back." Miles nodded and silently started to watch the forest edge. We should stay back a bit, don't want trees trying to kill us again.

The hunter ran his hand through his hair and fixed the mess it was in before checking that his bag was still on his back. Hopefully the witch..or witches wouldn't have to much of an advantage on them. "So you get the weird on who had a creepy bright room and I'll get the little one who we know nothing about, since after all your job is to get the daughter. And her room was way to bright, I don't want her to use her magic to change me into a poka-dot or something.