59 The Twin Witches (1/2)

I felt my eyes flutter open, I couldn't stop the sharp gasp that left my mouth as I looked around. My vision coming back to me, I noticed that the room that I had been in seconds earlier was gone and the dead body of the girl along with it. A sharp memory now presented itself to me, I'd been a killer... my name was 019?

A lot of questions bubbled up in my mind, like a volcano.

”Rain?” I jerked my head up and noticed that the twins and Wit we're looking at me with concern clearly etched onto their faces. I looked at them and then back around at my surroundings and find that none of the other people were there.

Where had they gone?

”How long was I out for?” I ask, my throat felt tight as I remembered the look on the little girl face. But what made me feel even worse was the feeling of happiness that I felt in the end.

A shudder ran up my spine, I took a couple of deep breathe's trying to calm the nerves. I'd killed a girl, a shock went through my mind as I tried to deal with the new found mental stress that I felt.

”Just a couple of minutes,” the twin to my right spoke.

”You're not going to faint like that again are you, because there is probably going to be a lot of blood in the future you know,” the twin to my left spoke.

Sucking in a couple breaths I managed to stop the anxiety that was crawling up into my mind. Looking up at the twins I frown at them.

I was starting to get a better idea which twin was which, Locasta was the sweet one of the two, while Bavmorda was the rude one. It's like they were good and evil, I shook my head at my thoughts and flexed my hand.

”I'll be fine,” I muttered as I pushed myself off from the ground. Looking around I see that we've been teleported into the forest, the question was what to do now? ”Could you two do something to distinguish yourself from one another?” I ask.

They both looked at each other, Bavmorda just stuck up her nose, while Locasta started to braid her hair. Well at least one of them was willing to work with me here, Wit bounced towards me and grabbed my leg.

Her red eye looks up at me with evident concern in it, I raise a hand and pat her head. Although, a sick feeling rose in my stomach as I patted her head as I remembered the memory.

”We've landed in the western part of the forest, we're relatively close to a marked area, that supposes to hold the fruit of ten thousand tongues,” Bavmorda spoke as she looked at a map.

”How far away are we from the part of the forest that holds the Dryad's Nemesis?” I ask as I look around the forest.

Other than the occasional sound of rustling and the sound of animals, the forest is peaceful, if I'd just wandered into the forest I wouldn't think that this was something scary in the least, but this wasn't a simple forest in the least.

”There some information here about him, but it looks like we're about two mountain ranges away from him at this point a couple hundred miles or so,” she concluded looking up from the map and slipping it into one of the pockets in her jackets.