krystalkatzficz | The Witch

Pairing: Ohno Satoshi/Ninomiya Kazunari

Rating: pg – nc17

Genre: magic, violence, abuse (Not Main couple), romance,

The forest was silent as Kazuko Ninomiya awoke to face what she knew would be her last day. She had always known how her life would end, in the same way all the Ninomiya’s knew. Their lives were not long ones but they knew that it was for the greater good. A small cry of a baby pulled her from her thoughts and she smiled, it was a genuine smile as she looked at the baby that was borne of her body but who had no father. She rose from the bed and crossed the cold stone floor to the makeshift cot. The child was six months now hearty and healthy and already she could feel the power within him.

The child looked at her his eyes unnaturally bright and focused for his age. His crying stalled and little chunky hands reached out to her as his mouth pulled up into a smile that could almost be called a smirk. His gums were a bright healthy pink and Kazuko lifted him from the cot and held him to her breast. His little face nuzzled against her his hands fisting into the fabric of her top.

“C’mon chick, let’s get you fed” She said running her fingers up and down his spine. She had a few hours left and she was going to make the most of them. She had been given visions of her child’s future and her part in that and she knew that there wasn’t anything she could do to change it but she could make it easier on the boy.

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The house of the witch was deep in the forbidden forests under the shadow of the mountain. It was a ramshackle building with stone walls and rotten wood. It was impossible to believe that anyone would be living in such a place but smoke was rising from a broken chimney revealing that somebody had made the hovel their home. Emperor Ohno Satoshi scowled jumping down from the horse. His armour made a loud clamouring nose startling a few birds from their places in the trees. Screeching sounded around him and with another scowl the emperor strode forward his hand going to the hilt of his sword. When he had first heard about the witch in woods he had scoffed the whole idea. She could see secrets they said, she knew the future and could even bend it to her will. Satoshi hadn’t believed in such nonsense but many in his court did and he had agreed to seek out the witch. A war had been coming and he had wanted the witch on his side. If only to appease his men. But then he had seen her. She was beautiful in a wild way. His body had desired her and his obsession with the witch had grown. Although she had aided him in the war she had refused out right to give in to his desire.

She had made a mockery of him in front of the court and his men and now was the time she would pay for that. The door was open when he finally reached it and Satoshi heard a soft singing coming from within. It was a soft melodic sound, the song was the kind that a mother would perhaps sing to their child. He stalked his way into the hovel, an acidic smell of smoke filled his nostrils catching his breath and the sound of bubbling came from a large pot in the centre of the room. The emperor didn’t care to examine the pot too closely but he could see a swirl of purple and green with bones of small animals floating on the surface. The witch, dressed in what appeared to be a dirty grey kimono was in the shadows at the far end of the room her back was to him as she attended to something on a table. The emperor cleared his throat roughly not used to being ignored and then hissed;

“Madam...”

“Your majesty” The woman said from where she was standing. Her voice was soft, with a musically quality. It was a soft beautiful sound and when the woman turned and stepped closer to the fire Satoshi saw once again that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. More beautiful than any of the women in his harem. Her hair was a mess around her face with feathers and leaves tangled into the mess. Instead of looking stupid it made her look ethereal and other worldly. Her lips were a blushed red but her skin was dark in a way that the women of the harem would never let themselves be “I knew that you would come, hurry and kill me then...”

“Madam? What are talking about? I am not here to harm you” Satoshi lied his hand itching to touch the shaft of his sword. Even now she was tempting him with her body, the kimono was open at the front revealing supple breasts and he knew she was doing it to tempt him. “I am only here to ask you once again to join my harem...” Satoshi said as calmly as he could manage. He was not a man that was known to have much patience and that the witch had alluded him for so long wasn’t helping.

“You forget that I am the witch of the woods I know what it is you seek...I aided you in your war and yet...You are not fit to be ruler of this land...” The witch said boldly her face losing her smile as a distant look came to her eyes. The emperor had the distinct feeling that she was no longer seeing him but something beyond him. “Your future war will go badly your majesty, your lands will be soaked in the blood of the fallen and you will grow as weak as you are impotent...”

“Believe me madam I am not impotent...Should I show you that?” The emperor growled his rage coming to the forefront of his mind. Spittle flew from his mouth as he stepped towards the beautiful witch. She didn’t move, or even cower away from him like so many would but gazed at him with levelled eyes. Satoshi was unused to such actions from man nor woman and more anger came to him. “You should be lucky that I want at my side, Madam...”

“You do not wish for me at your side...You wish to own...” The witch’s words were cut off by the sound of a baby crying. It was weak but the sound of it was enough to cause fear to finally fill the witch’s eyes. Satoshi smirked his head cocking lightly to one side. He had always been a man to use any weakness that he could find and this was a clear weakness.

“So the witch has a child, I see...Madam you may be prepared to give up your own life but what of the child? Do you not value theirs?” He said moving to the source of the crying. The witch moved to stand in front of him but Satoshi knocked her down fairly easily with a blow to the top of her head. The child had been placed in cupboard wrapped in swaddling cloth. A face peered out at him. It was ugly, much in the way all children were at that age but already Satoshi could see the signs of future beauty coming through the bright curious eyes. If the mother wasn’t agreeable then perhaps the child could be taught to be so. “Your child is a beauty...”

“He is a son...” The witch told him scrambling to her feet and the emperor let out a laugh looking at the face staring at his. True he had never sought the company of men but he wasn’t adverse to the idea.

“A son? A man will forgive many things for beauty and with you as a mother it is unlikely that your child will be anything less than beautiful. Yes, dressed in fine dresses and taught more manners than his mother, he will make a fine pet...I will show him I am not impotent”

“My child is the child of the night. He will never be a pet that you can control...”

“Then all the more reason for me to take him don’t you think? You should have accepted my offer...But now I see that there is no need...” Satoshi pressed a finger to the infants mouth delighted when he immediately started suckling on it. A howl rose up from the witch and the fire flared in the grate as she roared;

“the pain that will find you will be more than you inflict on him...”

“How do you intend to do that witch? If you make a move towards me your child will die...” Satoshi smirked pulling his finger out of the babies mouth at the witch’s gasp of horror. He knew that he had her caught and he knew that he would indeed kill the child if she made a move. The witch seemed to know that as well as she stayed perfectly still. “Which is worse for you witch? Your child alive with me, or dead with you? Die with dignity or watch your child die”

The child in his arms stalled his head turning to the witch. Had the emperor been looking he would have seen the flash of gold in the baby’s eyes. The witch was looking and her shoulders sagged her chest heaving as she clenched her fists.

“The seven protect the child of magic and send demons to chase you...”

“I fear no demons...” The emperor spat darting forwards his sword slicing her in the middle. With a gurgle of blood the witch swayed on her feet her hands reaching for the baby. Satoshi pulled his sword from her body and then cradled the now screaming baby against his chest watching the witch fall face first into her own pot. Her skin hissed as it met the fiery liquid and Satoshi smirked at the sound looking down at the baby in his arms. “Sssh, little one...Your life is mine now...Let us return to the palace...”

TBC

A/N: SOOO, this is a rewrite/edit of my story, for my darling Mala <3