For the Future/Gallery/Snapshots

It was a dark night in Bonesborough. Luz Noceda, in her Grom dress, rode through the sky on her Palismen Stringbean while Amity Blight, her girlfriend, held onto her stomach, resting her head on her back.

They landed near the Blight Manor after a few minutes. They got off Stringbean, who turned back and rested on Luz’s shoulder, while she turned to Amity.

"Thanks, Skara."

"Amity" gave a warm smile and took off her concealment stone. With a small POOF! and some aqua smoke, Skara stood in her place.

"No problem Luz." She replied, dusting off her dress. "Just wanna help you with whatever is going on between you and Amity."

Luz rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. "Oh yeah, That. I'll get right on it."

"Okay then!" replied Skara, bringing out her pallimen and flying away.

Just then, a clump of bushes moved near her, Luz spun, Stringbean popping out of nowhere. The bushes parted revealing-

"King?"

King Clawthorne picked himself off and shook himself.

"Sorry Luz. I didn't-"

"Were you... spying on me?" She asked as Stringbean once again turned back into an animal.

“No! Amity invited me!”

King showed a piece of paper to his sister.

Luz took it and read the contents.

“Why did Amity invite you?”

“I don’t know,” He replied, shrugging his shoulders. “She said she wanted to take care of me for some reason.”

They went to the Blight Manor door, which after knocking on, was opened by Emira, Amity's sister.

“Hey Luz!” Emira said, taking off the necklace beads that she was wearing.

‘Hi Em, can I speak to Amity?”

Emira’s face fell soft and said, “She’s taking a walk in a cave near the manor. She didn’t want to be followed.”

”Thanks!”

“Sure!” Emira said, undoing her hair.

A few minutes later, King and Luz were in a cave, lighting the way with Luz’s phone in an attempt to find Amity.

King then accidently stepped on a sharp rock, causing him to stop and whimper in pain.

Luz sighed and stopped, shining a flashlight on King's foot.

“Thanks L.” He said as Luz took out some Bandages to fix it.

Despite the situation, Luz smiled warmly and said, "Well, you're my Brother. I can't leave you hanging!”

After she was done, she stood up and leaned onto the wall. Suddenly, she pushed over Some loose rocks, causing an illusion to vanish. She fell flat on her face.

She looked up.

They were in a large stone room. On the right side was a visual list of victims, including former Coven heads, Titan Trappers and Emperor's coven members, along with countless other innocent civilians.

At the far side of the room, a black haired figure wearing armor was fiddling with a banana. Next to the table they were working at was a cage, with a white haired boy, unconscious, gagged and tied up.

"Collector?!" King whispered.

The woman hummed to herself as she fiddled with the fruit. She turned around, but suddenly stopped dead, looking into Luz's eyes, which looked horrified.

Due to her dreadlocks hybrid look and mouth being covered by a bandana, it was hard to tell who it was. She looked to be around Luz's age.

"Oh!" She said, becoming nervous and trying to explain her situation. "I-I Was Just trying to -uhh - well I was trying to make a gift for you!"

Luz took a small step back.

“That's never gonna work, is it?"

Luz shrugged awkwardly.

“No?”

“Fair enough." She pulled out a small white crystal.

It emitted a bright light that enveloped the cave and caused Luz and King to cover their eyes.

As the light stopped, Luz saw that the skeletons, table of tools, victim board and the Collector had vanished. The fugitive pur the crystal away and grab a long metal Spear, running to a small in an attempt to escape.

"Oh no you don't!" shouted King. He sprinted towards her and lept, his mouth wide open and his teeth showing as he bit down hard on her leg.

The fugitive let out a huge scream of pain, dropping her spear and. whacked the ground, trying to get the baby titan to let go. Luz, seeing her chance, ran towards her, raising her staff to strike.

CLANK!!!

Stringbean hit the metal gauntlet of the fugitive, who had blocked the attack effortlessly.

In a split second, she flung off King, reached down and stabbed Luz.

She picked up and threw Luz away, leaving the blade in her.

Luz painfully sat up, clumsily reaching for the knife and pulling it out. It was covered in blood. There was silence. Then-

"You nearly stabbed me."

Luz looked back at the fugitive with a look between disbelief and anger.

"WHO STABS SOMEONE?!?“

The fugitive let out an inhuman roar at the question. It retracted its gauntlets and ran to the exit, kicking King aside as she went.

"King!" Luz ran over to her little brother and picked him up, rubbing his wounds.

“Stop him!”

Luz picked up her little brother and took out Stringbean.

“Gun it Magic Staff!”

Stringbean zoomed towards the entrance of the cave, where the Hunter was standing still.

Luz grabbed the fugitive as they zoomed out of the cave, placing them onto the staff.

WHAM!

She punched Luz across the face. Luz started to throw her own punches, the staff zigzagging all over the forest.

Luz grabbed one of their fists, only for the fugitive to whack her with their satchel, causing several small bottles to fall out over the forest.

King punched onto her chest and started to bite and claw. As he did, Luz put them in a headlock.

“Who are you? What do you want?!”

"Luz…help…" The Fugitive had suddenly pleaded in a gagged, but still familiar voice.

Luz’s mouth opened.

“What the-”

“I’m sorry…I-I love you.”

The Fugitive fell from the staff and fell onto the cliff where the Grom once was, skidding until they hung over the edge.

Luz landed halfway, only a few meters from the fugitive, holding her shoulder, which felt broken. She saw that the Fugitive's mask had fallen during the fight, having been found laying next to her.

She began to stir, getting to her feet. Some of her armor was gone and she held an unconscious Stringbean in her hands, which were now covered in some yellow liquid. She turned around.

Luz gasped.

She had black hair, grey bags under her eyes and with skin the colour of pasty skin. But her eyes were a horrifying yellow and orange, yet Luz could recognize them anywhere.

“Amity?”

She walked towards Luz and kneeled down until their faces touched.

“I don't know what my future holds. But it would be so cool if you weren’t in it.”

And with a flash, she vanished.

Luz fell onto her stomach, tears falling down her face as she looked in astonishment at where Amity once stood.

“Amity…”

It was a dark night in Bonesborogh. Grom had wrapped up and all the couples were walking home for the night.

As some passed over the forest on the palismen, a small marshmallow was giving a pep talk to a Triclops.

That was a real sentence, yes.

"Okay, first you gotta walk up to her and say Hi. Saying Hi always works when saying to someone!"

Boscha, in her silky maroon dress and her hair reaching down to her shoulders, looked away.

"I still think this is stupid, she'll never fall for this!”

Mini-puft, wearing a small bow tie, replied, "Don't worry, Boshi! She'll totally forgive you! She's the most welcoming, friendliest person I know! I'm sure you can become friends!"

Boscha sighed and stood up.

"Okay. I’ll try"

She then walked away.

"Bye, Boshi!" Mini-puft said, waving goodbye.

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

Mini-puft quickly skipped with a spring in his step until he found the Grom tree. He reached the Base and sat with his back to the trunk, perfectly content.

"Oh boy!" He said, excited. "Not only is Boscha gotta get a new friend, Willow is gonna see how- awesome I am! Oh Boy!"

He took off his hat and scourged around for treats to celebrate the occasion. He managed to find a Kit-Kat and he raised it as a toast.

“To WILLOW, the best friend of ALL TIME!"

He opened his mouth to take a bite.

"Ya Sure bout dat, Hon?"

Mini-putt paused and looked up to his left.

It was a giant humanoid ghost with a pear shaped head. He was a light Maroon with a blue bow-die. He leaned over Mini-Puft with a frown.

"Who are you?" Mini-puft asked.

“I'm your shoulder devil kid," He said nonchalantly. "I'm usually much tinier, but since you’re a pipsqueak I've taken some liberties."

Mini-puft, confused, wondered why his Shoulder devil would visit him on a happy occasion. "Why are you here?" He asked.

"To Swindle thee.”

The two looked left and saw another pear head shaped Ghost, light blue with purple eyes and a green bow-tie.

"Are you my Angel?" Mini-port asked, taking a bite.

"I am," He replied. "Come to see if you need any help."

"He does need help, bro!" Devil said. "He needs to see the problems with Plant Girl!"

"What problems?" Mini-pred asked, confused. “Willow doesn't have any problems!”

"Oh yeah she does!" Devil said annoyingly. "With you!”

There was silence for a small while as Mini-puft dissected this information.

"With me?" He asked, curious.

"Yeah! Greenie, Shove it while I fill him in."

The Angel vanished.

“Okay first off, She thinks you’re annoying, and I don't blame her; you follow her everywhere, you interrupt stuff she's doing or saying, and you never, ever SHUT UP.”

Mini-puft twiddled his thumbs in awkwardness.

"I'm just trying to show that I'm definitely more than a loyal friend to her! Like when she was taking a bath and I gave her Shampoo!"

"Yeah, Totally not creepy at all.” Devil replied, rolling his pupiless eyes in a totally not sarcastic way.

“I also try my best to help her whenever she needs it and I try my best to know everything about when she needs it! It just shows how much of a good friend I am!”

Mini-Puft smiled confidently.

Devil frowned further, but then got an Idea.

“But she doesn't know everything about you.”

Mini-Puft’s smile dropped.

“What?”

Devil grew a sick smile and turned away.

“You know everything about her, yet you’ve said nothing about that fateful night.”

Mini-Puft grew cold with fear. Just then, Angel appeared with a stern look.

“Don't even think about reminding him of that horrid event! He’s just a child!

Mini-Puft started to grow angry.

“No. No! I won’t let that happen again!”

Mini-Puft jumped in anger.

Suddenly, a bolt of lighting zapped a part of the tree, blasting off the bark off. Afterwards, a large black blob started to exit the tree.

Willow Park and her Grom date were taking a serene walk through the woods.

Willow rested her head on Hunter’s shoulder, causing him to blush really hard.

“Thanks for taking me, Hunter.”

“I-Its nothing, Captain. I noticed you didn’t get a date and I decided to take you because I uh-”

He started sweating and tripping over his words, making Willow smile to herself.

IHe’s so cute when he's nervous. She thought. It's amazing how only a year has passed and I’m now one of the strongest witches at the Boiling Isles! I’m Strong, Brave…

SHe looked up admiringly at Hunter.

And thanks to you, no ones ever gonna call me “Half a Witch” Willow again…

Hunter suddenly stopped at the bench and said, “Hey Willow?”

“Yeah?”

Hunter sat Willow down on the bench and awkwardly kneeled in front of her.

“Willow Park,” He asked, holding her hand in front of her. “Would you…go out with Me?”

Willow's mouth fell open as she flushed.

“Oh! Wow…uh Hunter…I didn’t know you felt this way about me.”

“I’ve been pretty obvious with it.” Hunter blushed. ”Gus has been pushing it.”

Willow grew a huge smile.

“Yes! Yes! I Will!”

Willow dived onto Hunter and pinned him to the ground, planting kisses all over his face., causing them both to laugh.

Hunter got up and said, “I’m gonna go tell Gus. I owe him 5 dollars.

He gave Willow another smooch on the cheek and jumped back onto his taff, flying back into the trees.

Willow sat down on the bench, stretching out her arms and legs.

“Ummm…excuse me?”

Willow looked to her left and saw Boscha, who was wearing a flower in her head.

“Boscha? What are you doing here?” Willow asked.

Boscha closed her eyes as she took a breath. She opened her eyes and said, “Okay. First of all: Congrats with Hunter. You earned it.

Willow looked away, blushing slightly. “T-Thanks. So what are you doing here?”

Boscha walked over and rubbed her arm in nervousness

“I just wanted to say that i’m so-”

"Noooo!"

The two witches spun around, fully alert. Just then, a small shape ran into the clearing.

"MINI-PUFT?"

Mini-puft reached Boscha's feet, tired. and out of breath. "Boschi-Bochi-"

Willow laughed at Boscha's nickname, who picked up Mini-puft and asked, "What happened?"

A large black blob of black ooze suddenly leapt from the trees and let out a huge inhuman roar.

Willow looked at Mini-puft.

"You released Grom? I'm GONNA KILL YOU!"

Mini-puft hung his head in Shame.

Gom then separated into several pieces that started scuttling towards the three of them, ready to strike.

Willow and Boscha whipped out their Palismen and backed into each other as the Groms started to circle them.

"You take the ones on the left," Willow told Boscha, her eyes glowing green. "I take the ones. on the right"

"Fine." replied Boscha, her hands glowing with fire.

"And I WOah-"

Mini-puft was lifted by Boscha and thrown into the thicket of Trees, "No MP. Let us handle it, go get help!"

As a Grom attacked Willow, she asked Bocha, "So when have you been nice to people like Mini-Puft! I thought you just stepped on them!"

"He's nice," Boscha replied, throwing fire. "And when I'm around, unlike Hunter with you, he doesn't get blushy! Probably cuz he's Asexual."

Mini-putt landed in a secluded Spot, away from the mayhem. He slowly got up.

“Oh no this is all my fault! I need to help Willow and Boschi!"

He began to make his way back to the clearing when he heard some muffled yelling coming from the right.

Hunter was writhing on the ground, a huge glob of Grom completely covering his face, which he was off trying to pull off.

Mini-puft ran to the Grom piece and Jumped onto it.

"Don't Worry Hunter! I'll save -"

Suddenly, everything went dark.

Mini-putt let go, falling to the ground and clutching his head. As he did, a small bolt of lightning zapped the blob and caused it to fall on the ground, where Hunter smashed it.

"Mini-puft" Hunter said, gasping for air. "What's going on?"

"Okay, quick version:“ Mini-puft started. “Groms back, and Willow and Boschi have started fighting it."

"Really? Where are they?"

Mini-puft pointed.

"Over there!"

"Thanks!" He picked up his new Palismen Waffles and started running.

Mini-purt started following him until a blue finger stopped him.

“What are you-”

“You are better off without her.” Devil said, spitting on the floor. “You need to help her!”

“Yes I do-”

BONK!

Devil dropped Mini-Puft and rubbed his head in annoyance.

“What the-”

He vanished, and Mini-Puft walked over to the bottle that had fallen.

He picked it up and put it in his hat.

“Just in case!”

Meanwhile back at the clearing, Willow and Boscha kept fighting the Grom blobs, which had now turned into-

“Ladybugs?!” Boscha asked, swatting two of them away. She fried two others and kicked away some on the right.

“What?” Willow yelled back, vines she was growing from the ground grabbing and smashing the others. “Their patterns look weird!”

Despite their efforts, the multitude of Grom blobs quickly surrounded them.

“Any last ideas?” Boscha asked.

Willow threw aside Clover and made an X on her chest with her arms.

"I have this one!"

Suddenly, gigantic vines sprouted from the ground all around her. Her eyes turned completely green as her vines grew longer and longer as they wrapped around each grom piece until she raised her hands into the air and smashed them all together back into their original black ball shape.

She clawed her hands and let go, the ball, now covered in completely green vines.

Boscha, catching her breath.

“That was intense.”

“Let's see if intense handles this next bit.”

Willow started extended dozens of more vines from the ground knocking Boscha to the ground and grazing her elbow. Willow’s eyes grew brighter still as she stabbed at the ball of vines that contained Grom.

Mini-Puft arrived at the clearing, which was being quickly overrun by Willows vines.

“Willow!” He shouted, jumping up and down and trying to get her attention. “Stop!”

He looked over to the side and saw Hunter. He ran over. “Hunter!”

He saw that Hunter was being strangled with a large green vine and despite everything, he couldn't teleport out of it.

“Oh No!”

Mini Puft ran back in front of WIllow, who was completely ignoring everything.

“Willow! Listen to me! You're hurting Hunter!”

Willow ignored Mini-Puft, thinking he was just trying to annoy her again.

Mini-Puft took a step, only to trip.

His hat fell off and as it did, the bottle flew out of his hat and broke onto Willow’s chest.

Willow let out a huge unbelievable scream of pain. The vines instantly vanished, realsing Hunter but the ones surrounding Grom still held him.

There was silence as Boscha got up and ran over to Hunter to help him. Willow knelt on to ground, holding her chest, which had burnt her clothes.

“Willow! I'm so sorry! I-I didn’t mean to-”

“Leave me.” She said, her voice filled with content and pain.

Mini-Puft blinked. “What?”

Willow looked up at Mini-Puft, her eyes wide with anger and fury.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”

Mini-Puft jumped back. She shook, and then ran into the forest, wiping his eyes.

Boscha, helping Hunter get back to his feet, saw everything. She. She was speechless.

“WILLOW!”

Hunter ran over to his girlfriend, taking his jacket and holding it on her chest. Bosha syed where she was, looking at where Mini-Puft was running off.

“Hey!” Hunter said.

Boscha snapped back to reality and ran over to Willow and Hunter.

“Guess Willow having Mini-Puft as a friend was that bad after all!"