Chp. 8: You're A Crazy Witch

                                    

                                          
Micah's POV
                          
All I could see was black. I was conscious but couldn't see. I also couldn't move my arms. They also hurt from being held above me. I could hear movement around me but couldn't decipher anything.
                          
"What the heck is going on?!" I said out loud. Suddenly the blindfold was ripped off. I blinked from the light. I saw a pile off baskets with potion bottles in front of me. "What?"
                          
"Miss Mulwray." The Crimson Witch stepped into view. "Are you comfortable?"
                          
"She laughed. I glared.
                          
"Just like I'm on a cloud." I snarled. She stopped laughing and in smirked.
                          
"Well someone is sarcastic." She moved out of sight. "I wouldn't be too sarcastic girl. It could cost you something in the end."
                          
"I'm not scared of you." I half lied. I didn't show the fear I did have.
                          
"Oh you might want to rethink that." She started to move around the room.
                          
"Yeah right." She looked at me.
                          
"Hahaha!" She cackled. She kept moving around the room. I was getting more and more pissed off. I looked up at my restraints to see what I was dealing with.
                          
"What the hell do you want?" I screamed pissed off. I looked at my shirt to see it was ripped up. And a pain came up on my face.
                          
"Don't you see?" She started. "I knew there was something different about you." She moved around me as if I was prey. I felt her play with my hair. "I need your powers to help me over throw your world."
                          
"Your crazy if you think I'm going to help you!" I lunged at her but didn't get far because of the chains. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
                          
"Haha! Don't be so sure Micah Mulwray." I glared at her. She left the hut in haste. I looked up to try and see if could find a way out. I saw it was a simple chain and cuff. I tried to unlock the cuffs with my powers but they wouldn't budge.
                          
"What in the world..." I pulled against the cuffs and they didn't budge again. My powers are not working. I turned my hands to where I grabbed the chains. I pulled myself up to get a better look. There was a faint red glow on the chain.
                          
"Having fun?" I let myself down quick to see the Witch was back with herbs in her arms.
                          
"What is up with these chains?" She laughed.
                          
"Oh! Are your powers not working?" She walked over to a table and set the herbs down. "That's because there's a spell that cancels out your powers."
                          
"You're nothing but a pathetic excuse of a witch!" She whipped around and shot energy at me. It hit me and I tried to double over in pain. I then straightened.
                          
"Be careful what you say girl." My head was hanging back as I grit my teeth in pain. 
                          
"You can't decide between my name and girl, can you?" I laughed.
                          
"You name doesn't really concern me. You may not be human but you are still beneath me." 
                          
"At least I have a sense of mortality. Not believing that I deserve everything when I really deserve nothing." She just laughed.
                          
Starchild's POV
                          
I was focused on the bracelet in my hand as the rest conversed. There was a nagging feeling in my chest. I was getting fed up just sitting here while the witch was doing who knows what to Micah.
                          
"We can't just sit here!" The rest jumped at my outburst.
                          
"What are we supposed to do?"
                          
"I don't know!" I started to pace. "Not just sit here! We, we, we..." A thought hit me. "We go to KISSteria." I turned toward them.