The Kind Stranger: Chapter 11The Kind StrangerChapter: 11 Having completed tonight's witch mass ceremony, the witch Eruka Frog exited down the stone hallway, her good friends the Mizune family following closely. She felt a great mix of feelings, more negative than not. Ever since the Kishin's defeat, things felt as if they were brought back to square one, like no progress was made. But then there was this Creepypasta issue that plagued the world. And what made things worse was Mabaa sensing Asura's return. Indeed, Eruka wanted to come up with some way to help the witches, but she had no idea how. She wasn't as smart as Medusa. Upon that very thought of her former master, Eruka suddenly felt a familiar soul not far off. She could sense it in the swamp area, making it's way to Medusa's lair. The soul itself felt a whole lot like Medusa, practically the same, but it felt distraught, alone, dead inside. Besides, Medusa died some time ago before the Kishin was defeated, wasn't she?
Full Moon NotFull Moon Not(This is not related to the "Full Moon" fic series, but bares the werewolf element. It is made simply to exorcise a thought from my mind.) The moon shined bright over the patch lab. Within it, Medusa lay resting on the couch. Ever since she came here looking for help with the werewolf curse, Stein has been busy in the back room, looking through the internet for a way to cure her. Not too long after she came, Marie found out about her and reluctantly agreed to help, mainly by watching over Medusa. Perhaps it was her cuteness, or maybe how sad yet social she seemed, but Marie seemed to warm up with Medusa. Tonight, outside the lab, another werewolf slowly wandered through the night. His nose was against the ground, following a scent, one he knew all to well. The wolf's hands were very bony while his feet were massive. His fur was pink and very bushy around his head. Something about the scent was obviously making him happy for his tail was wagging ene