Chp. 9: Backfired Plans

                                    

                                          
Micah's POV
                          
The blood had dried quick but my cheek and lip were still throbbing. I groaned out loud. The Witch had left then I heard the door slam and a shadow appeared.
                          
"How many times are you going to go in and out?" There was only silence. Strange. "What, won't snark anymore?" I heard the Witch move then move in front of me. "Starchild!" It was Paul.
                          
"Micah! Are you okay?" He was looking at the blood. "What has she done to you?"
                          
"Paul! You have to get me out of here!" I pulled against the chains. "She's trying yo take my powers!" 
                          
"I know."  He looked up and grabbed the cuffs. He was trying to figure out how to get it off. He pulled on it and it pinched.
                          
"Owww!"
                          
"I'm sorry." He apologized. "There's a spell on these, isn't there?" I nodded. He looked around and spotted something in my hair. He carefully pulled out the bobbi pin out of my hair and laughed as my hair fell into my face. He moved it away. "Let's get you out of here." 
                          
"Yes please." He worked the bobbi pin in the lock and freed one hand. I moved my wrist and smiled at him. He went to unlock the other when he got hit from behind. 
                          
"Ahh!" He collapsed.
                          
"Starchild! Paul!" I saw the Crimson Witch standing there.
                          
"So close." She laughed. "How did you find us, Starchild?" She moved to where he laid on the ground in pain. "Hurt? It's just a spell, it will were off. Eventually." He glared at her. She went back to her potion.
                          
"Paul?" I lent down the best I could. He was coming out slightly of whatever spell she cast.
                          
"Oh and just in case." She cast another spell and a chain and cuff appeared on his wrist only to connect to a wall. The same faint red glow appeared on the chain. We shared a look. I sighed.
                          
Demon's POV
                          
I was watching the hut for any movement. Paul has been in there for a bit. I was waiting for them to come out or something. I saw something alright. The witch coming back. I heard the guys talking behind me.
                          
"Guys. Shh. Come here." They moved up next to me and we all crouched. We watched the witch enter the hut with Paul and Micah still inside.
                          
"That's not good. They're still inside." Spaceman whispered.
                          
"So what's the plan?" Cat asked.
                          
"First thing is we need to see what's going on inside." They nodded. We helped Ms. Mulwray get on the ground. We all quietly walked up on the hut."
                          
"Here's a window." Spaceman pointed out. We all looked through to see Micah and Star chained up. The Crimson Witch was in there in the back. "We need to get their attention." 
                          
"I can get Micah's." Ms. Mulwray closed her eyes. "Micah." We turned back to the window. "Micah sweetie." We saw her start to look around and Star watched her, concerned. She looked at the window. Her eyes widened when she saw us. She motioned to Star to look. He did and tried to move but flinched.
                          
"He's hurt." I said. The witch moved across to Micah. She grabbed Micah's free arm and was trying to chain it back up but Micah fought. We could hear muffled yelling from both Micah and Starchild. "We need to create a distraction." 
                          
Micah's POV
                          
The witch was chanting some mumbo-jumbo over her potion. I couldn't understand all of it. Star was slowly regaining his strength from her spell. Over the witch's chanting, I heard someone calling me.
                          
"Micah." It sounded like a trick of the wind. "Micah sweetie." I know I heard something. I started looking around.
                          
"Micah what's up?" Star whispered. I kept looking around until I looked at a window that was originally behind me. I saw the guys and my mom. 
                          
"Star!" I motioned to the window and he looked. He tried to move but couldn't. We could see them talking.
                          
"What are they saying?" Star asked.
                          
"I can't tell. But...Hey!" My free arm was grabbed by the witch. "Get off of me!" She was trying to chain it up.
                          
"Let her go!" I fought against her. I kept fighting until a loud boom came from outside.
                          
"What in the world?!" The witch screamed. We all looked at the window to see smoke and fire. She rushed outside to see what was going on. I felt a change in energy around me. I looked up to see the spell on the chain was gone.
                          
"Finally." I broke the chain with a flash of my powers. My arm came down and the chain fell to the floor. "That feels better." I got the cuff off and moved to Paul. The spell was still on his chain. 
                          
"Can you get it off?" I nodded. I grabbed the chain, concentrated, and it started to melt. He laughed. "Nice." He got up but stalled. He started to fall again.
                          
"Woah!" I caught him. "Are you okay, Princess?" I joked with the same thing he asked me before. He smiled. "The spell is still affecting you?" He nodded. I moved him to sit on the nearby table. I waved my hand with a white light across his face. It flashed back and disappeared. "Better?"
                          
"Better." He stood up and looked around. He saw and moved to the caldron. There was multiple items spread out on the surrounding table.
                          
"What is it all?" I didn't recognize any of the items.
                          
"KISSterian stuff." He said.
                          
"Well they're nothing like the witch 'stuff' I know." I noticed a book to the side. I went to it as Paul went to the window.
                          
"We better get out quick. Who knows when she'll come back." I nodded. The book was in a language I didn't know. There was plants spread out around the book too.
                          
"From an unknown script, on which I see. Rearrange so I may read." The letters moved around the pages from the unknown language to English. 
                          
"What was that?" Paul came up behind me.
                          
"A simple language spell." I laughed. I began to read the page. It was a potion recipe. "This is not good."
                          
"What is it?" He asked me.
                          
"It's a poison." His eyes widened. "I don't recognize the ingredients but the description gives it away."
                          
"Why would she do this? How does it work?"
                          
"I don't know but..." I turned the page and smirked. "I can change it." I grabbed a few jars.
                          
"How?"
                          
"I was watching her carefully. I saw each ingredient she put in so far. This potion on the next page is the same save two ingredients." 
                          
"Wait. This say's an Earth Witch's blood. Did she..."
                          
"Yeah. I couldn't really stop her." A crash came from outside followed by yelling. "You should go help them."
                          
"I don't want to leave you alone. It's dangerous." I looked at him with a smile.
                          
"I'll be fine, I promise." He reluctantly left. "Now, potion to strip a witches powers."