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𝟬𝟮𝟴 𝖾𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌

┊𖤐₊˚. ࿐ྂ。In Magix City, Musa was hurtling down the streets of the city, a large group of witches right on her heels and gaining fast.  Unfortunately for her, the residents of Magix had long since gotten used to seeing minor skirmishes between students of Alfea and Cloud Tower and would rarely get involved unless it turned dangerous.
“Get lost,” she tried yelling over her shoulder, weaving through the residents of the city. The residents did stop to stare but they went on with their day like it was a regular occurrence.

Musa could hear laughter behind her. They were enjoying chasing her around town. She needed to get away from their eye. She needed to find a place she could hide out until later when she had to go home.

“I heard that she likes to dance,” one witch said snidely. “So let’s make her dance.”

Musa glanced over her shoulder just when the first energy blast missed her. Musa began to zig zag but another clipped her shoulder tearing at her skin and she felt another make contact with her ankle, singing her jeans and making the skin underneath sting. 

“Dance, Freshman! Dance!”

She moved faster trying to keep distance between them but also avoid their hits they were throwing at her.
Musa did a quick glance over her shoulder again before she dashed around a corner. It was more crowded than the other alleyways. Crowded areas meant the witches wouldn't be able to use their magic and risk hitting a citizen, not if they didn’t want retaliation. 

She was able to put some distance between her and the witches. She jogged on before she collided with a solid chest. Some strong arms steadied her before releasing her. Musa glanced up to the person and her eyes widen when they made contact with Riven’s violet eyes.
Musa looked back to see that the witches had caught up to her. She needed to leave before they actually do catch her.

She whipped her head back to Riven. “Riven, you have to help me!”
Riveb brushed the girl off. “I don't think so.”

Musa groaned, punching him in the face. He was surprised since he did not expect that. He held on to his cheek when Musa ran passed him. She yelled out over her shoulder, “You're a two-faced asshole!”

Musa ran through the crowd, while glancing back at the witches behind her. They seemed to have caught up to her. The crowd was becoming less and less which meant if they get to a clearing she knew the witches would start attacking her again.

Musa ran around another corner and realised too late that it was a dead end. She tried to turn and run off another way but it was too late. She could hear the witches approaching. She looked around her to see if she could climb up and maybe jump over the wall. Unfortunately it was too high.

She looked out in front of her. She could turn invisible and get passed the witches. It could work. Just as she was about to do the spell the witches arrived at the mouth of the street, slowing down when they noticed Musa’s predicament. The Trix pushed their way to the front of the group smirks evident on their faces.

Icy laughed as Musa weighed her options. “There's no where to run now, little pixie. It's like they say on the last page of every fairy tale: the end. I'm afraid there'll be no happily ever after for you.”

Darcy summoned engery into her palm and she turned to look at Musa. “Heard you were spying on me,” Darcy said. “It’s really not nice to eavesdrop.”

Before Darcy could, the leaves and dirt on the ground started whipping around. Musa looked up half shielding her face from the grit. She smiled when she saw the familiar Red Fountain craft hovering above them.

“What is that?”

The craft began to lower into the street, blasting the wall between Musa and the witches, forcing the witches to scatter elsewhere.