#witchanddemonau

'That...was well-coordinated.' Connie thought as she stood back up to her feet breathing as she withstood the unpleasant sensation. Her musing was cut short as she was forced to block an overhead punch from the businesswoman. Her eyes caught the sight of a very familiar-looking tattoo on her wrist, vastly different in design, but so similar in nature and the power it emitted.

Delivering an uppercut to the businesswoman's jaw, she was able to knock her back before tossing a fireball toward her chest.

*-THOOM-* 

The sound of a fireball bursting in a fog of smoke gave Connie time to move away from the two heading up a floor, not before getting a glance at the electric barrier that protected the businesswoman. Place there by the nun. 

Whose under a close look had slit eyes of lightning, slight crystals protruding from her wrist, and the same crest as the businesswoman on her right palm.

'They're contracted to each other.' Connie mused, "Explains the sturdiness and physical strength." She muttered, "how did Azurite force a contract upon them, to begin with?" 

Her question was interrupted by another strike of lightning tearing through the fifth thru the eighth floor. Connie didn't hesitate to leap and propel herself up through the new opening, using her palms as purple flame thrusters. Landing on the eight with a roll, she looked around as the 'heat' from the conduit washed over her. 

"Is it here?" Pumping magic into her eyes again and changing her worldview again. Scanning the area and following where she felt the most 'heat', she saw a dime size glyph shining in her darkened world view, on the ceiling of the eighth floor on the opposite side of said floor.

One that bore the same insignia as the barrier.

"Bingo," Connie muttered as she readied a precise shot of flame, holding her left hand like a gun. 

bullet as Connie shot a purple flame bullet toward the glyph a stream of lightning intercepted it from below, causing a small explosion of smoke. As she covered her eyes to block herself from the smoke, her ear picked up the wooden clacks of heels stampeding toward her.

Using her left hand, Connie launched a fireball toward the sound and snapped her fingers causing it to explode before the two could reach her, running towards a pillar, using it as cover.

The two were able to withstand the explosion for the most part and were forced to jump left and right, as Connie fired a series of bullets from her left hand. They continued to move in, making Connie leap back, while shooting flames at the ground, and forcing them to leap again. 

Just when Connie thought she got the better of the two, the nun vanished in a streak of lightning, reappearing behind the witch with a kodachi made of lightning at the ready. 

"A completely elemental weapon!" Connie mused as she dodged a downward swipe, "That's impressive..you two really are in sync. " she praised as she leaped back from a swipe to her neck and caught the businesswoman with a blazing roundhouse in her face knocking her back into one of the steel pillars. 

Connie looked apologetic but didn't get the chance to see if the businesswoman was out of the fight as her demon partner moved on the offensive. Her face showed a bit of anger.

Something that wasn't possible earlier in the fight. 

"I'm sorry," Connie apologized as she dodged swing after swing. 

"Don't apologize...You have to stop us... I don't want to see another... under her control." The nun said as Connie dodged her attacks.

'Their attacks are getting much easier to read now? Is Azurite's spell losing that much power?' Connie pondered as she dodged a relatively sloppy downward swing. 'So telegraphed.' She leaped up, dodging a stab and throwing a flame-propelled kick to the demonic nun's head, who put up a weak defense with her sword's hilt, getting tossed to the side as Connie's foot connected.

"You got your senses back?" Connie asked

"I see, so you are both starting to resist her control," Connie muttered as she ran towards the businesswoman who was just getting back to her feet.

"What gave it away?" The businesswoman whispered as she put up a reinforcement spell in time to block a bolt of purple flames.

"Your attacks are much too sloppy and telegraphed for two people who were in sync earlier," Connie explained as she ran up the side of the pillar and jumped off flipping in the air and shooting a continuous stream of purple flames at the blocking woman. 

The Businesswoman was forced to dodge her fire to avoid being incinerated, allowing Connie the opportunity to close the distance between them. Throwing a left jab followed by an uppercut with her right that sent the woman crashing into the Magic barrier.

As she hit the wall, Connie could've sworn she saw a surprised and fear-filled look on her face before she lost consciousness.

"Now..." Connie searched, trying to sense where the glyph was, her now purple eyes scanning the floor, using its 'vapor and heat' as an indicator. Looking at a small Azurite-colored wisp trail heading towards the 'ceiling' of the floor where something the size of a nail head shone at the far northwest side. 

Charging a bullet of flame, Connie's eyes narrowed as she prepared her shot, the bullet glowing hot violet.

"UH-UH! I wouldn’t do that."

Connie turned to see Azurite, with the nun's throat in her hand, her blue claws pressing against the exhausted and scared demon flesh. 

The nun had a ball of electrical current aimed at her unconscious partner, against her will.

"Fucking bitch!" Connie roared.

" maybe, put the flame down or have this pair and everyone else's blood on your hand."

Connie growled, before smirking, "you think I care?" She said coldly, "we are all hunters, we know the danger of the life."

Azurite's eyes widen in interest and shock at the objective coldness from the witch, "My! My! Are you truly willing to save yourself..even if it means leaving these victims to their fate? How cruel!" Azurite taunted before grinning, " How...Captivating..." she bit her lips.

Connie sneered in disgust, "If I escape, it's my victory..."

"But can you escape? Leaving them to their fate?.." Azurite inquired, "Can you really stomach, leaving your fellow man in the grasp of a demon!? Definitely, one who will enjoy using them as her personal playthings until they're broken." Azurite taunted as she drew a bit of blood from the nun's neck watching it run slowly.

She smiled seeing Connee's bullet become larger and she pointed at the two. "Oh no..what's thi-"

"What's your and your partner's names?" Connie asked the nun.

The Nun was silent for a moment. "Al-Alica... my name is Alicia and...her name is Sarah."

"Those are good names...My name is Connie Maheswaran." Her bullet got wider, " I'll make sure to remember you."

Alicia's eyes widen mumbling Connie's name as the witch shot the giant flame toward the two.

The blue demoness' survival instinct took hold as she stared at the advancing flame. In cowardice, she tossed her hostage to be consumed by the flame as she backed away, laughing in glee at their upcoming despair. 

Alicia closed her eyes, ready to accept her fate as the heat graced her, before feeling it fade as the Fireball arched towards Azurite, putting the fear of death in her. Putting a barrier with her wings to defend herself and blocking her view.

The sound of something exploding got Azurite's attention as she unfolded her wings; anger and horror seeped into her eyes as she saw her glyph destroyed and with it her barrier.

"You Flame Bitch!" Azurite roared at the witch, who smirked.

" I win." Connie taunted confidence beaming off her tired face.

"YOU'VE WoN!?" Azurite's voice broke in rage as she howled at Connie, "You think you WOn!!? YOU WON NOTHING BUT A LIFE OF PAIN AND SERVITUDE!" Azurite yelled as she dived towards Connie, taking out the mirror from her left thigh strap, preparing to trap her in the 'Pale Moonlight' spell.

'Just a little fear, and she's mine.'Azurite thought as closed in, flipping the pocket mirror open.

Before screaming as the mirror was shattered and her hand was singed through the palm by a streak of orange lightning, shot from the tip of Alicia's tired index and middle fingers. 

"Human Scum! How dare you?!" she screamed as she charged, mirror shards in her hand being held like a knife. "I'll swear to" 

She stopped mid-rant and mid-charge as a feeling of dread washed over her. Her eyes widened: fear for her life Taking hold as something...SOMEONE rose from Connie's shadow.

Placing their pale purple palm on her shoulder.

"Took you long enough, Steven." The witch teased tiredly, looking at her contractor(s) purplish wispish form. 

His ebony sclera with blazing, ferociously protective purplish pink irises and split demonic pupils. 

The way his heated breath escaped the corner of his gravely snarling maw.

Steven's protective grip on Connie's shoulders, unconsciously massaging them and comforting her despite his feral and threatening appearance.

She leaned into his hands more."I'm ok." she whispered for his ears only.

"As expected from you, Milady." he praised gently," that being said, I can not allow this blue bitch transgressions to go unanswered." Steven declared glaring at Azurite. Prepared to end the demon then and there as he leaped towards Azurite, two demonic white sais in his hands forming in his hand, ready to run her! through.

"ARRGH!" Azurite growled as she dodged the brunt of his attack; being slashed instead of stabbed.

Holding her stomach she growled hatefully at the demon hunters.

"next time." Azurite warned," Next time you two won't win!" She glared at Connie and Steven," ESPECIALLY YOU, WITCH!" She swore before vanishing in a blue wisp.

"Well that was-" Connie's prideful boast was cut short as Steven pulled her close in a protective hold, his hands holding her back abs gripping her protectively

"Dim flame..." He cursed the fear and relief in his heart on full display.

Connie felt a bit of guilt for making him feel such a way, gripping his back. "I'm sorry...I'm ok though like I told you I would be."

"Con-"

She cupped his cheeks bringing his forehead to hers, "I'm sorry I made you worry, Steven..."

"I couldn't sense you."

"I know."

"I was desperate to find you."

"I...know. 

"It…I"

"felt empty without you." She finished, looking away with a small blush on her cheek," incomplete like a piece of me were missing..." she balled her fist." I called out to you..and nothing came back."

"Forgive me, I didn't mean to make you feel so lonely, Milady"

Connie's eyes narrowed at the playful flirtatious voice of her demonic partner," ugh.." she scoffed as she continued to hold him close before doing something that threw him off and made him blush.

She pressed her lips to his cheek.

"Uh... that. I..." His grin threatened to split his face.

"It's a thank you for..rushing over when you could." Connie cleared her throat, "don't look too much into-ah!" 

Connie yelped as Steven hugged her tighter, lifting her off the ground as he nuzzled on her neck.

'Thank you my Dapper demon hero.' She thought as she ruffled his head, letting him get his full and secretly basking in it herself.

"Well, glad that it's over."

The two looked over at Alicia, who was kneeling next to Sarah, performing a healing spell on her human businesswoman partner. 

"I don't know rather say sorry or thanks, Trailblazer. "

"Trailblazer?" Connie asked before a look of approval showed on her face.

"It fits with your fire magic and fiery attitude." Steven smirked, "The trailblazing witch."

Connie could get used to that alias. Shaking her head she turned to Alicia and Sarah. "Are you two ok?"

"Occupational Hazard of the demon hunting life, right?" Sarah joked as her partner smacked her shoulder getting a wince out of her.

"You're taking this too lax, Sarah." The nun reprimanded gently, worry and adoration in her voice.

"We got out of it ok Al'... why sweat what just passed?" Sarah grinned at her demoness nun.

"Sure, was just puppeteered by a blue bitch for the last few days and made to fight against another demon hunter in a handicap match."

"which said demon hunter helped and released us." Sarah answered Alicia's sarcasm," My shockingly sweet nun."

Alicia blushed at her human partner's flirtatious pur," Saaaraah." She rubbed her cheeks.

"That was an awesome shot to the palm, you know. Your railgun's as accurate as ever."

"Please don't call my lighting spells, 'Railguns.'" Alicia smirked, rubbing her nose to Sarah's creating a spark, "just because I like anime doesn't mean I'm naming my attacks."

"Quite the spark of love they have, huh?" Steven whispered to Connie, who gave him a small grin.

"You should see them fight together. They are as in sync as you and I." 

"I'm gonna go heal the others." Alicia stated giving Sara a semi-platonic kiss¹ on her lips, "I'm sure they would want to know What happened and how we got wrapped up in that spell."

Sarah nodded as she watched Alicia walk off," nuns shouldn't be so naughty." She called to Alicia who blew her a kiss," you corrupted me, Risky business. " She played along before going to heal the others.

"So..." Sarah said as she stood up," mind we wait until Alicia's done... Would like to eat while we exchange info."

"as long as it isn't Panda Express." The Dapper demon stated. 

"...sorry, he's boujee." Connie apologized. 

" Hey nothing wrong with a demon that has taste, he chose you right." Sara defended him.

"Thank you!"

" Besides, Pf Changs is better. My treat.

Connie grinned as Steven hummed groaning into Connie's collar. Basking in the fact that she's safe..but also steeling his resolve to find and punish Azurite for her actions. 

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As they came out the other side, Connie found herself standing alone as everyone else, including Violet, had taken a seat. Their eyes were glasses over as if looking at space itself. Those who sat with others muttered in small conversation. Others just stared out the window. Some seemed to enjoy the reading material...which there was none provided before.  Then there was Violet, who sat calmly, his hands folded over his lap—muttering something to himself. His left heel, thumping busily. "V?" Connie asked, sitting next to him. "Finally back." Violet whispered, "what took you so long?" He sighed, "So...Did you get it?"  "What?" Connie looked confused, "What are you talking about?"  "Did you…" Violet glared, " The key to the cargo...You know...Where all the gold is at?" His eyes narrowed at her confused expression. Just as he was about to reprimand her. A voice rang out. ""Tickets!... Have your tickets out, please!" Connie looked back to see Steven, her demon partner, dressed sloppily as a train attendant. Navy blue jacket with gold trim on the collar and sleeves, gold buttons with matching slacks, and a cap with gold trim along the back of the brim with a gold diamond on the face. White-collared shirt half-tucked with a black-tie loosely done, with matching white gloves and black loafers. She watched as he continued to ask for and receive tickets from the other guest. Something she was sure she never received. 'The hell?'  Connie's hands shuffled into her breast pockets.  No ticket there. "Hey Violet, you have my ticket, right?"  "Violet?" The purple demon pondered, "the hell, my name is Victor...You know that, Kahanni." His eyes arched, "Also, why the hell are you worried about your ticket?"  "Because the attendant is asking for tickets!" "Which we already gave him. When we got in two stops ago." He looked her up and down, "Are you ready for this?" "To...steal the gold…." Connie looked at Violet, uncertain in her voice. "In to rob the passan-" He stopped mid-sentence seeing Steven purr in her ear. "Glad you are on my ride, Ms.Kahna."  Connie felt her chest rise from the hot and suggestive greeting, his hand lingering on her cheek as he walked by, bringing red to her face. "Kahanni." Violet growl was a complete threat, "you better not be falling for our mark." He moved closer, "better not betray me, after all this time." He warned before kissing her. Connie's eyes widened. The feel of the wisp lips and tongue were a strange, chilling burn and a lot more aggressive and invasive. Usually, the reason she would lead them in the very, very little kisses, they did share.  This kiss, however, was a lot more gentle yet dominating, the strange freezer burn sensation as still present, but the technique was out welcoming. It was what she found herself kissing back, purring while doing so.  'If Violet kissed like this more, I'd probably be slightly more welcoming to them.' "Go, Nicki." Violet asserted with a grin and nodded toward the front of the train, "handle him. I got this." "Right, Vicky." She grinned darkly, 'what, Vicky?' Connie thought as her body began to move on her own, heading towards the conductor cabin.  'What the hell is going on? I can't stop myself.' Connie's mind screamed as she opened the door and walked in. "Ok, everyone, hands up! No heroes!"  'Violet, stop!' Her face grinned, hearing Violet's words under the sound of the train tracks before closing the door behind her. "Hmm." Connie clicked her tongue seeing Steven at the helm."I expected the cabin to be much smaller."  'What? What is going on...Am.Am I just a passenger for this...are we all?' Steven turned his head with a look of surprise at the puckish woman. "Ms.Kahna? Uh...um." "My, my so bashful, Stephen." 'Stephen now...wait...Stephen, Vicky, and Nikki…where have I heard their names before.' She sauntered over, leaning forward with her hands on the side of his legs, "Almost as if you didn't invite me." She stole his hat, placing it on her head. "What do you think? Am I official

enough to conduct the train?" She stuck out her tongue playfully. "You need to have years of experience for that." He sat her on his lap, sharing a kiss with her. A heated, spine-tingling kiss that evokes bestial snarls. 'Though..Dapper's a way better kisser than Violet.' Connie thought. "Your kiss is so different from Vicky's, Steph." She admitted. "Better than his," he said coolly, "enough for you to abandon him, Nikki?'' " I.." She is the hat over her eyes, " I need more than just some romping and affection. I have high taste…."  She bit her lips, "Can you give me some high-class living, Mr.Conductor? Vicky has promised me as such." 'Stephen' remained silent for a few moments, head looking down,  "I love you." Nikki sighed as she placed the hat back on his head, "you are a sweet guy… and a fantastic lover." She moved from the lap, "but I require more…" she gave him one more kiss, her deep browns moistened with sadness, as her hands laid on his hips" I was hoping you could give it to me."   She turned around to walk back out. "Stop." He grabbed her wrist, feeling her shudder under his hold."Please." He slowly let go of her wrist and placed her right palm in his. "What is it, Stephen?" She looked at him, a bit taken aback by his boldness, a bit curious. A bit heart-struck. "Did you mean it?" The hope in his tone wasn't lost on her. She smiled before looking away,  "Mean...Mean what?" "That you love me." Her face slowed, and she slowly nodded, "what..what does it matter…." "If. If I can give you that life...Will you leave this one alone? Be my wife?" "Can you?" She stared into his eyes, desire in them." can you give me a luxurious life?" She pressed against her chest, "Can you give us a luxurious future?" "...There's gold on this train." He muttered in her ear, holding her tight. "We'll take what we need… What we can carry and disappear, never to be seen again." "You-You're willing to go that far for me." 'Stephen' nodded, "I want you in my life, want your smile to be the last thing I see." His lips overtook her own, his nipping fangs sending sales of emotional electricity through her, "Can you show me the same type of resolve." He whispered, turning to the door, holding her chin. "What do you want from me, Mr.Conductor?"  The submission on her tongue made him smirk before the cabin door slid open, and 'Victor' walked in.  "The hell is going on here?" 'Victor' barked at the scene. "Vicky?" 'Nicki' called alarmed, separating from 'Stephen.'  'Now, how is this going to play out?' Connie thought, only able to be a witness to the spectacle despite being one of its players. As her body took a step forward after, something slipped into her hand discreetly.  She ran and hugged 'victor' tightly, "I got it slipped it from his pants when he wasn't looking," she whispered into his ear, running her tongue to begin his earlobe, making him tremble. "Oh really?.. Guess there is no need for him then…." 'Victor' stated, pulling a strange purple wispy pistol from his belt and pointing it at 'Stephen,' "You go get the gold." He let her go walking by her, pistol still drawn. "I'll get right on that." She smiled as she walked behind him silently,  "ARRGGH!" 'No!!!' Connie yelled in her mind as her body  jammed the knife 'Stephen' slipped into her hand into Victor's stomach.  Seeing his broken face as she kissed him, looking down at her, and feeling the smile on her face, killed Connie. It got worse when she turned the knife and saw his eyes go dark as she pulled out the knife watching him fall to his knees as blood ran down from the wound onto the floor. "Is that proof enough, Mr. Conductor?" She flirted, skipping to Stephen's side and twirling the blade with glee. "I'm surprised you actually did it." 'Stephen'  said, impressed. "My future, my happiness is essential." She kissed him tenderly, looking lovestruck, "So...My partner, where is the gold at? We need to plan accordingly, after all." She kissed him more, popping and joining their lips over and over again. 'Don't

tell her!' Connie pleaded in her mind, trying to ignore how good the kisses felt. How loving, heated, passionate. "In the far back...in a locked car." He purred through the kiss, enjoying the feel of her upon his lips—the twisting of their tongues.  "Thank you...You made me so happy." She smiled lovingly before twisting the blade and slicing his neck from side to side. 'AAAARRRGGGHHH!' Connie cried best she could as she watched Stephen look at her, stumbling back holding his throat as blood spilled from his wound and mouth. Falling back into the controls. "Don't look so heartbroken; both of you made me so happy." She smiled darkly, " Victor gave me adventure, loot. You both gave me All the affection and love I could ever want in my life, and now you gave me gold beyond my wildest dreams. You are the only men I will ever truly live with..both halves of my heart. Take solace in that." She looked down to kiss Stephen one last time." See...Your final sight is me smiling, my love, just as you wish..so be happy." 'Nononono! Steven, Violet! One of you get up!' The witch sobbed in her mind as she watched Stephen's glare, unable to do much, lest his blood would run. The train jerked suddenly, tossing 'Nikki' off balance for a moment, and the train's speed increased to a dangerous degree. Not that she cared. "Now. For the go- *BANG* Connie felt the lead enter her back with stinging heat. Sensing the growing dampness as her body turned to the only other person in the cabin. *BANG* A second shot resounded as another bullet entered the center of her torso, bringing her to a slow kneel. The blood was staining her dress...The dress both of her men loved her in. She sat on the side of the cabin as Victor continued to click his now bulletless gun, his breathing haggard as he tossed the useless weapon to the side as they all waited for death. "Well, at least we get to die with our favorite dress."  That one comment… That one stupid comment made 'Nikki' tear up and giggle. Made 'Vicky' chuckle. Made 'Steph' chortle. Before the sound of metal, glass, shrapnel Peirce their ears and tore their flesh. As the train ran off its track and crashed. "Hhhh!" Connie gasped as she jumped from her seat, checking herself. "What the…" she gripped her chest. She was feeling the PVC beaker and the del of a lab coat. "My lady." "Boon" She turned to the voices of Steven and Violet. She was dressed as the Jazzman and a blood knight, respectively. "Steven?...Violet?" She asked cautiously.  "Yes?" They answered just as cautiously before being tackled by their witch and love. Unsure what she was crying about, why her grip was so tight or why she wanted never to ride this train again.  It wouldn't be until a few days later, during researching for a mission, where she and her boys would stumble upon the maiden and final trip of the Midnight Diamond.  "A high-speed, long-distance passenger train transporting a safe of gold confidentially from vegas to Delmarva in 1987 ran off the track, tipped over, and crashed." Connie read, sipping a cup of durian juice. "Miraculously," Steven continued, feeling a bit shook, "only one death was recorded. A U.S. Marshall was in charge of ensuring the gold's arrival. He was found with four pistol bullets to the chest." "Mysteriously, three people turned up missing from the wreckage; the conductor, Stephen Quentin Demetri, and two others. A man, known as Victor 'Vicky' Whispers and the woman believed to be both men's lovers, Kahanni 'Nicky' Asura." Violet read on before chuckling, "Sounds a bit like us, Boon." Connie sighed in annoyance before continuing, "As well as the gold. All reports by eyewitnesses said the same. Vicky killed the Marshall and robbed the train while Nicky went inside the conductor's cabin. Followed a bit by Vicky." She wiped her eyes..memories of her experience in her head. "After moments, two shots rang out..followed shortly by the crash...No one ever saw any of the three again. As for the gold, all that was found within that safe was a pistol,

' He certainly does.'  Witchy sighed, thinking of his mannerism. Always a tone of a tease when addressing her.

"I shouldn't chase you - I know it's taboo

But I can't help it - Oh, what should I do?"

She allowed a laugh from her breast. It was a bit too late for her in that regard, despite all the actual warnings from Pearl and her original standoffish endeavors. She found herself being more enthralled by her contractor. 

She just didn't know it was caused by something much deeper than the crest on her hand.

"I gotta make my move

Because I'm running out of time

Remove this disguise of mine.

And fire my shot! 

Give all I've got

It's not a game anymore - Love is war!"

She didn't know how, but he got her to lower her guard. Her demi wore her mental and emotional barriers down.

"Daddy! Daddy! Do!

I want all of you

Your entire body and soul

And like that - It's a trap

But I find I don't mind

Boy, keep on playing my heart."

She shook her head. How many times did she think he was just being annoyingly playful with his call of 'My Lady?"  

"I'll just take a peak

See what you're hiding

Underneath that smile of yours."

How much did she confuse his smile of reverence with that of general respect?

"Throw my heart on the flames

This love! This love!

Like fire burning in my veins."

How many times did he make her cheeks glow with a different type of fire with each smile and name?

"Ba-Ba-Da!

No hesitating - that's a big NO NO NO

Just like a game of chess, there is no second chance."

Sometimes she wondered why he kept going? Kept teasing, flirting when she was apprehensive.  She leaned her head down, creating two small purple flames in her palm and shaping it in the forms of Dapper and her.

"Don't wanna live life in my regret like chains

I'd rather give my heart to the flames."

She made the flares dance in a modernized quickstep, imagining that it was the genuine articles.

"Do you not realize,

 the charm in your eyes?"

Witchy could imagine his eyes now. The violet color iris with a deep purple pupil shaped like a four-pin star.

"Whatever you do,

 I'm falling for you."

The myriad amount of emotions she saw from the innocent to the ferocious. It all just helped break her down.

"I slowly turn around 

because my world is spinning now!

I feel my heartbeat racing."

Making her a bit softer toward her partner… She could feel her heartbeat in her head.

"Cause when you're with me,

 it's hard to breathe

It's not a game anymore - Love is war !"

She covered her mouth, feeling the song a bit too much. Looking around to make sure no one heard her as the music played...She still had her pride. 

"Daddy! Daddy! Do!

Anything for you

There's so many things left to say

I won't miss! 

But a kiss is a dangerous wish

Even so, we've only begun."

Sighing, seeing no one around, she turns back to her happy flames, watching them continue to have their little moment… 

"When you call my name

Boy, it fans the flames."

'Great...Now I'm feeling needy.' Witchy sighed as she continued to rock out

"I just pray this game never ends

Throw my heart on the flames

This love! This love!

Like a fire burning in my veins."

"I think I might cry, 

your lips; they are one of a kind

And your smile makes me weak each time."

She gently touched her own, the feel of their first kiss still fresh in her mind despite sharing much more since then. Her cheeks took on a magical bluish-purple tone as her eyes adopted the same pigment.

"Now suddenly I'm falling into a great unknown

A whole new world before me

But I'm not alone… oh!"

That held more weight than she would ever admit. Ever since they met and contracted, she felt like her life had changed. The adventure, the battles, the hunts were one thing, but more than that.

She didn't feel as if she was alone in the world. Her house didn't feel so big. So empty. She gained allies and friends. 

A lot of that she chalked up to being contracted to her Steven (and Violet).

" Dapper! Dapper! Do!

There is only you

Even after this life ends

I am yours! Evermore!

 let's see what this love have in store

Come drive me crazy some more !"

She belted out the lyrics as she stood up and played a bit of air guitar, unaware of the eighteen-inch wide flaming heart around her feet.

"My lady?" Dapper stated, watching her performance, and smirked as he sneaked up behind her.

"It's easy to see; your love emblazes me,

 From the deepest depths of my heart!

I give in to the blaze ,Of This love!

Your love!

 My love!

 Our love-!

And fan our flames of passion, burning in my veins!"  

The witch was caught off guard, feeling familiar hands rest on her waist and welcoming lips upon her, which she slowly returned as her hand caressed his cheek; the flame trail gently roared around them...

And a couple of fighters that took a snapshot of the little moment.