[ the witch came before she had realized she was near. a face of death and a power not unlike muriel's - pure dark witchcraft that she siblings hansel and gretel were not prepared. it was supposed to be an easy hunt. kill the witch, collect the money, move on. alas, it was far from that and the hex she had cast had done something to hurt them more than any other (and the collection of scars, bruises and broken bones they had over the years was not small), for it had separated them. the inseparable witch hunters torn apart by a witch in both space and time.
gretel was looking for hansel, but the world she had stumbled upon was nothing like the place she was used to. there was light from large boxes with moving images, things ringing and people talking to the voices that came from inside the device. everything was foreign but the language. at least, however, the arsenal she was able to gather was insane. none of this mattered, however, with her brother still gone.
to return, she needed an equally powerful witch to send her back to wherever hansel was. and so the witch hunt never quite stopped even though she had to go solo - hansel and gretel were stronger together, but they were both excellent on their own as well. of course, her surprise was tenfold when she discovered not witches but warlords. men with the power of witches and they were not easy to discover, unless, of course, you were an expert. researching old papers, figuring crimes out of place without an explanation and no science behind it, she ended up coming across an accident in a barn that was strange and so she ended up getting a lead on a particular man called chase collins.
she stalked him for a long while, devised a plan for the hunt, like a proper predator would. she was not supposed to be found, but a slip up was enough to make him suspicious. so when he was in the park, she had the complete notion he was waiting for her. nevertheless, she refuses to back down from the hunt and so she lets him wait for a while longer before she walks out from her hiding spot, crossbow in hand. not pointing at him but very ready to do so. gretel cocks her head to the side and squints slightly at him, unapparent worried. ]
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gretel was looking for hansel, but the world she had stumbled upon was nothing like the place she was used to. there was light from large boxes with moving images, things ringing and people talking to the voices that came from inside the device. everything was foreign but the language. at least, however, the arsenal she was able to gather was insane. none of this mattered, however, with her brother still gone.
to return, she needed an equally powerful witch to send her back to wherever hansel was. and so the witch hunt never quite stopped even though she had to go solo - hansel and gretel were stronger together, but they were both excellent on their own as well. of course, her surprise was tenfold when she discovered not witches but warlords. men with the power of witches and they were not easy to discover, unless, of course, you were an expert. researching old papers, figuring crimes out of place without an explanation and no science behind it, she ended up coming across an accident in a barn that was strange and so she ended up getting a lead on a particular man called chase collins.
she stalked him for a long while, devised a plan for the hunt, like a proper predator would. she was not supposed to be found, but a slip up was enough to make him suspicious. so when he was in the park, she had the complete notion he was waiting for her. nevertheless, she refuses to back down from the hunt and so she lets him wait for a while longer before she walks out from her hiding spot, crossbow in hand. not pointing at him but very ready to do so. gretel cocks her head to the side and squints slightly at him, unapparent worried. ]
Not a good night to walk alone, is it?