Overwatch Witch Mercy Novels & Stories

My eyes snapped toward her. "What is it?" She swallowed. "It belongs to the Night Watchers." Liam frowned. "I've never heard of them." "Very few have." She picked up the feather carefully. "They don't serve wolves…They don't serve witches." "They serve whoever pays them." A chill ran through me. "Mercenaries?" She nodded. "The best." "The most dangerous….They don't fail." My heart sank. "So Seraphine hired them." "Perhaps." The witch doctor looked uncertain.

One second passed, two seconds, three, but I didn't black out, nor did I hear the sound of a gunshot. The guard was waiting for the Alpha's final order to shoot me but the Alpha didn't give that order. Was he having a change of mind? “You can't kill her” A voice suddenly rose amidst the silence and that forced my eyes open. The voice was calm and filled with peace and surprisingly, I recognized it. It was Maera, the witch. “If you do, then the pack will fall into ruins” she continued. “The pack might never know peace and you will all live the rest of your lives regretting this very moment”

They all make the globe seems so magical, that's what it is anyway_a magic globe. The witch's hand is still at the top of the globe, she says "This represents your true identity, a testament to your burgeoning abilities as the Witch Supreme here in the Otherworld. With this, you can see what to others is invisible, and conceal what to others is visible. My Supreme," she ends and removing her hand, steps back. The crowd erupts in awe-struck cheers when the globe emits a light so bright it lightens up the entire room and then dims. Every witch in attendance in one accord, go on one knee and chorus "The mighty supreme."

She tried to reach to something in her jacket and I was pretty sure it wasn't a surpise gift for me. I whispered again. This time much quicker, and then she fell unconscious. “Yeah, wolfsbane doesn't protect you against witches, b*tch.” For some reason, I didn't want to drive her truck. I felt it was smarter if I took her in mine and then questioned her in my house. Now, this wasn't smart at all but I felt more comfortable doing it.

Azareel reunites with the chimera animal again in his dream. "O young man, please accept my blessings," said the animal with the head of the goat, after he had finished speaking, a white light filled his vision. Azareel can feel the purest power of that light. It was not like Darrel's light, but it was holier and purer than any power Azareel had ever felt. Just the pressure alone makes the heart feel refreshed, the feeling of physical and mental fatigue relieved thanks to the light. This is the blessing bestowed by the Chimera.

Just as he lunged to bite the hand that was holding the knife, Mercy sent another disabling pulse at Leeta so that she couldn’t move, and his teeth sank down into her hand. Leeta screamed in pain. August didn’t bite down too hard, but let go as soon as the knife was loose. The other wolves on the battlefield were beginning to awaken now. August was more awake than the others, thanks to the jarring sensation of being held at knife point, but as Rider’s wolves saw the situation, they stood, eyes wide, wondering what to do. “Surrender!” Mercy shouted. “Surrender, or I kill him!” One by one, the wolves dropped to their knees, surrendering to Mercy and her overwhelming power so that Rider wouldn’

Recognition, again, like the two of us were discovering a shared language without the words for it. “You can’t promise that,” she whispered. “I can promise me,” I said. “That’s all anyone can do.” Mercy appeared behind us, as if she’d stepped out of the air itself. She carried a small pouch at her hip, herbs and needles and other quiet weapons. “Stop,” she said. We stopped. Mercy crouched and pressed her palm to the ground, eyes half-lidded. The gesture looked like prayer until you watched her fingers, the way they traced patterns too deliberate to be reverent.

“Reacting to Jaxson. To his witch. To those things they summoned. It ends now.” Camerin’s eyes met mine. “Orders?” “Full hunt,” I said. “The witch is the priority. Special forces go after her first. We take her out before she summons another monster, before she strengthens whatever is left of Jaxson’s power. I want her erased from the map.” Camerin nodded once, sharp and cold.I turned to Beta Marcus next. He straightened instantly.

He growled in a wolf's voice: "There is a demon king out there, Eva! You are the last of the Rose witches! Do you have any idea what he might do for your blood? You are not going anywhere!" But that move had drained the very last drop of Eva's patience. In an instant, she spread her palms open and awakened the witch within. With violet embers flickering in her eyes, violet fire blazed from her hands. "You were right! I am the last witch of the Rose bloodline, and there is no one else like me , no one to match my kind, my power! Now get out of my way. Because if I have to trample you to pass, don't you dare put on the drama of 'You were always a traitor, Rose girl!'" she screamed. Mystical en

Hope. The witches cast protective spells over the battlefield, and the hybrids carried their fallen to a growing pyre. I walked toward Serenity. She didn’t notice me at first, too focused on helping a witch heal a young wolf who’d barely survived. When she finally looked up, her eyes softened. "Tay," she said, her voice hoarse but warm. “How’s your arm?” I glanced at the bandage one of the witches had wrapped around it earlier. “Still attached,” I said with a half-smile. “What about you? You look like you’ve been through hell.”