Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 11They both now stood there, the huntress and Zoey only staring at each-other. Zoey had the upper hand, seeing as she had the handgun pointed directly at the raven-haired huntress's chest. During the time of silence, Zoey had begun taking a closer look at the huntress, as she wore only a pair of dirty trousers and a equally filthy top it was easy to examine her. Unlike Angel, this huntress not only was powerful, but also looked so. Her body was obviously packed with natural strength, something that fit her looks rather neatly. She wasn't ripped, but more "athletic".The huntress was already uneasy with having the handgun pointed her way, having to emit yet another whimpering noise to let the young teen before her know.Zoey's eyes went up to the huntress's face once more, another question wandering in her mind 'Why is she here?'. When her eyes actually noticed the long sleeve of the hooded sweater she herself was wearing, she honestly felt a bit embarrassed..."Y-You want your sweater?..
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 9There really was no doubting who was the victim at this point. The hunter's head slowly turned back to face the witch it had pounced, a few whimpers emitting as the cold, hard muzzle of the handgun was pressed against the back of it's head. It may be a mindless creature, but it sure knew the pain of being shot at.Moments started to feel like hours and it wasn't until Angel actually swiped her claws towards the hunter's face that it actually reacted. Luckily for the hunter, the cat-like reflexes it had saved it's very life when it shot up into the air, actually managing to perform a back-flip and landing behind where Zoey had been standing. More than a little surprised when it noticed it's rather long, straight, raven black hair fell before it's face. As Zoey quickly turned she could only get a glimpse of the hunter before it had rushed through the door to the outside, hearing the echoes of steps as it sped down the apartment building's stairway, shortly being reduced to nothing but ca
Left 4 Dead -Cry- The WitchHow long had it been now?It had to have been at least a week...Less? She didn't know.There was pain, so much pain.He had been infected... But with what?Her boyfriend had come in days before, saying something about infection, about some guy biting him. He slowly became more erratic, escalating to physically attacking her and even biting her.Since he had bitten her, she had started to feel like hell herself.She felt like she was dying ever so slowly. Before he died, he became something completely inhuman; He snarled and groaned, and tried to kill her. Of course she stopped him but she felt so.. empty afterwards. She had killed him and for what? To continue on in this wasteland? Everything was burning. People were dying. She watched as groups were slaughtered and turned, half eaten corpses strewn everywhere. Planes fell from the sky, oil and gas trucks crashed, burned and exploded, cars careened into each other killing the survivors inside of them if they hadn't already been taken
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 12The night had only gotten weirder, and weirder the longer it went on. Zoey now sat a little uncomfortably next to the tub, scrubbing each and every part of the huntress's filthy, but rather well-maintained clothes. Having earlier forced the huntress to at least put on the sweater. Now the infected female just sat there a little away from Zoey, watching her in awe as her clothes were getting washed.Zoey had to admit that it was uncomfortable, but it felt good somehow. Instead of killing infected, she was currently cleaning one's clothes. That being something she'd much rather do.Scrub after scrub with her bare hands led to the clothes getting fairly clean rather quickly. Having decided to take it all in one go instead of empty the tub at every piece of clothing she put in.After nearly thirty minutes of scrubbing, and having a curious gaze at the back of her head she was done. Unplugging the tub to let the water drain.She pulled up the clothes, squeezed some water of them and hung th
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 10The day had actually progressed quite well even with the earlier "encounter". Zoey had actually found a deck of cards in one of the drawers, after having set the finally calmed witch down by the table and gotten on the opposite side, she shortly starting to deal the cards.Due to her late father she knew quite a few card games and was pretty confident that Angel could learn about them too.At first, Angel only stared at the cards blankly, confused even. Zoey actually having to come up with a good and "elegant..." way for the witch to hold them between her long clawed fingers. Soothingly she explained each and every card with a undying patience, really wanting Angel to relearn about human things. Maybe it would even bring her closer to becoming one?They both had quite a lot of fun during Angel's learning, and nightfall could clearly be seen outside the apartment window as they had kept at it for quite some time, managing to play a few games and allow Angel to learn a bit of the rules o
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 6This will most likely be the continuing story for Witch x Zoey. There may be those who accept the fifth part as the full ending, and that's quite alright.I made this chapter, and hopefully will make a few more for those who didn't think it was just quite enough~P.S: I'll be brainstorming shorter chapters to keep me going~Love ya' all~ ----------Zoey suddenly perked her head straight up, it felt like she had just awoken from a long, silent dream. There she stood, in the same room as her very dear witch, both clad in two clean bathrobes Zoey had found in the bathroom earlier.Zoey sat down on the bed, having dried her own hair a bit earlier, now padding the spot beside her, motioning for the cheerful witch to come sit down.She was slightly surprised as her seemingly "tamed" witch named Angel would happily move towards her, but instead of sitting down where Zoey had motioned, she sat down directly on her lap with her own already warm thighs straddling her favorite human's lap
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 13Zoey couldn't remember when she last cried like that. She had to remain strong after the infection and never cried before that even. It felt... refreshing. After the little "session" she had, Zoey pulled back from the huntress and began tug piece after piece of clothing off from her. Stepping into the tub when only her sports clothes remained which she also bathed with Angel in. She nestled up against the still unknown huntress, having felt no sign of rejection she burrowed her face against the huntress's warm bosom, the remaining tears still trickling down her cheeks from her eyes."I'm sorry..." Zoey apologized quietly to the kind huntress, looking up to her face with slightly reddened eyes, only to meet a soft smile on the huntress's soft-looking lips."You're very kind..." Zoey followed up with. Her hands slithering around the taller female's back as she felt the more clawed hands latch around herself. Holding each-other in a gentle embrace."I really misjudged you. At first i thou
Witch x Zoey: Encounter Part 7Day 3----Zoey was up earliest today again, loving the feel of having Angel's arms around her. As gently as Zoey could she began to wriggle out of the witch's embrace, about to do some house cleaning before Angel would be up.Before long she was up and standing, doing her best to resist the urge of crawling down in bed with the witch again. Seeing how Angel's bathrobe had slipped down her shoulder slightly, revealing a little more than necessary.With Zoey's remaining willpower she very gently slid the covers over Angel, simply loving how she would begin purring from the comfortable warmth.Very quietly Zoey went over to the far corner of the room and opened the dresser, plucking out a regular black t-shirt with a sort of cute zombie pattern on the bottom left, snickering from the irony, and also a pair of jeans. All which fit pretty well on her after she had gotten them on and over her sports bra and boxers.Once again she went over to Angel, leaning down and kissing the top of her h