Predator Witch of the Boiling Isles (Owl house)

" "-> talking out loud

' ' -> thinking without saying it out loud

POV Marcus (MC)

'Huh where am I' I was wondering as I saw nothing but darkness all around me 'wait am I even seeing' I noticed that I didn't feel my eyes opening, or even my eyes at All ! 'Come on Marc, think what is the last thing you remember', and then it hit me like a truck-kun some random isekai protagonist. 'Thats right I died'. 'I remeber I was in history class, listening to that boring ass profesor Mr. Whitewood wishing I was back at the orphanage and watchig the new episode of One piece on my phone. Before IT happend'.

FLASHBACK

"Ok class who can tell me what year did the American civil war begin", asked the slightly older than middle age teacher to the classrom full of students. "Was it when you were a child prof." asked the overweight boy with a skull on his shirt and acne on his face. "No Jason, I am not over 200 years old" said the clearly bored and exhausted teacher after another comment on his age. "You are right sir, you must have been born a few decades later because you must be over 100". The teens response was follewed by the laughter of his peers.

While that was happening at the back of the class you could see a 16 year old teen with dirty dark brown hair, shabby clothes, few pimples across his face and an unfortunately less than average face. "Ugh when will class be over with alredy, I just want to see the rematch fight between Luffy and Rob luci" said the boy to no one but himself.

"What about you Marcus, do you think you could give us the answer to the question" teacher ask, hoping that one of his brighter students might give him a satosfactory answer and bring this class that much closer to the end

Jason arogantly smiled and laudly commented when he heard the question "HA how do you expect Marcus to answer the question about history when he doesn't even know his own last name prof." Jasons friends laughed while the rest of the class turned back to look at Marcus' reaction.

"Oh yeah! Well at least.. ugh..your..." Marcus tried to retort angrily, but like always he didn't know what to say even tho he was sure that he was going to find a perfect retort for it a week later.

"My what orphan boy, face it except better grades I am better than you in every way. I have friends, my rich parents buy me all the presents and a better life than than you could ever imagine"

"THAT Is enough Mr. Williams, that is not how we act towards other people, now apologize to Marcus or go to the principal's office" said mr. Whitewood angrily.

"Ok, ok take chill pill prof its not like I said anything that wasn't true" answeard the boy smugly.

"Ugh fine you want to disrespect my authority than fine you can go to the principals office and truthfully tell him what happened here" said the teacher while making air quots.

"Fiiiiiine, I'll go" said Jason, unwillingness coverd his face but he was seacreatly happy inside that he would be out of this boring class.

Back at the back of the class, Marcus was laying his head on the table while hiding his face with his face. 'I hate this, i hate this school, i hate Jason and his friend and least but certently not last I HATE my life!'

'Why can't I have what everybody here has and takes for granted. Why can't I have a happy family who trust me and protects me, a

mother who hugs me at night, a father that teaches me, a happy dog that wants to play with me as soon as I am home.'

'The closest thing I have to that is that horrible Mathron back at the orphanage who I have to hide the fact that I have a phone (no matter how shitty it is) that I bought with my own money which I got from hellping the grounds keeper or else she would take it and probably sell it for more money (that unscalable bitch) and the closest thing to a pet in my orphanage is that feral cat that lives in the trash cans.' Thought Marcus with a mix of envy, anger and saddnes.

'Luckily the youngest kid just got adopted from that hell hole which means that there are no more little kids to take care of or to protect from the Mathron'

"Sigh, if it wasnt for shows, novels and anime like One piece, Overlord or Owl house I would have seriusly contiplated suicide because I seriusly doubt that deadth could be worse than my life here, be it eternal void or reincarnation in another world like all those novels i read before" said Marcus in a whisper

But unknown to him it looks like he is going to get his wish

"BANG!" "BANG!" "BANG!"

"WHAT WAS THAT!!" Asked someone in panic

"Okey kids nobody panic, we all just need to stay calm and make sure everything is all right" said the teacher in an efort to calm down the students.

"BAM!!" "Aaaa" Out of nowhere the doors to the clasroom where wildly opend and the students screamd in fright

From the hall a skiny student came into the classroom with a gun in his right hand and a shirt that was coverd in old and new stains. The old ones looked like they made from a mix of grease food and water droplets, probaly tears. While the new stains were freshly splaterd blood still drping from the shirt.

The teen looked pale. Like he didn't see the sun in a while. His hair was long, greace and unruly like he didnt cut it for months. His eyes were sunken with deep eye bags like someone who spent the last few days awake. And finnaly his face, he looked like he was trying to act like nothing happend but his lips couldn't stop twicnhing, like he was trying to hide his displeasure and happyness at the same time.

Many students couldn't recognize him, to some he looked familiar but only one person knew who he was with certenty

"S..Steven?" Marcus asked in suprise while half hidden behind his desk with his arms up to protect his face.

'I didn't hear from him for over a year' taught Marcus while remembering what happend to his friend.

A year or so ago Marcus and Steven were each others only friends, this was because both of them were heavily bullied by Jason because Marcus was a poor orphan and Steven and his family were simple poor. That change when Stevens parantes died in a work accident, while the rest of the school felt pity for him, Jason didn't.

For some sick reason Jason found it extremly amusing. He proceeded to constantly remind him of his situation, until one day Steven had enough and decide to live like a shut in in his aunts basemant.

Marcus tried to help him and visited him a few times, but every time he did he would just get a door slamed in his face.

"Thats right Marcus it's me, your ooold pal Steven. Here to bring some justice to the world" Said Steven somehow hearing that Marcus called his name.

"Wh..what are you doing Steven? Wh..why do you have a gun" asked Marcus frightent out of his mind from this situation.

"Oh you know just serving some whell deserved justice to some FAT PIECE OF SHIT!!" Said steven while switching his gun from his left hand to his right hand and back while yellingcthe last part. His spit flying across the clasroom and hiting a few students but they were to scared to even move let alone complain.

"This is his you know, how do you think it makes me look" continued Steven while pulling his shirt to show the blood that was splaterd across his shirt while wearing the most maniacal smile that would make even the Joker proud.

"Y...Yo..You killed Jason?" I asked in bewilderment.

"Whell of course I did after everything he did to you, after everything he did to ME! How in hell could I let him live after all of that"

"B..but you will go to jail Steven, what about your future o..or your aunt"

"HA my future Marcus, I DON'T HAVE A FUTURE ANYMORE, NOT AFTER THEY LEFT ME IN THIS ABYSS OF EXISTENC, and don't you worry about my aunt, how do you think I got the gun in the first place." Steven screamd whit a crazy look on his face

I stared at Steven in suprise, I coudn't belive what I was hearing. Everything is happening to fast.

"And don't think I forgot about you my friend you are the next on my kill list"

If before I was shocked now I coudn't belive what I was hearing.

"WHAT, wh..w..why would you want to kill me? I didn't do anything bad to you"

"Oh no, no you're misunderstanding me. I'm not killing you because I hate you or because you did something wrong to me, I'm going to kill you as a thank you." Answeard Steven like it was the most natural thing to say

"Huh ?"

"I see you are confused, let me explain you see just like my parents my aunt is also very poor and she could berily aford to feed another mouth so seeing me at my lowest point she decided to live her safe where she had my grandfathers old gun wide open

I gues she hoped I was going to comit suicide, and the funny thing is I would have been hapy to but than I remeberd that fucker Jason and you my friend, someone who never had any parents to begin with and someone who probably lived a worse life me. So i decided to come back one last time to send that FUCKER to deepest pit in hell and to release us from our suffering." Answeard Steven to my unasked question while slowly riseing his right hand while pointing the gun in my direction.

I was paralyzed by fear while trying to come up with a solution."WH...WHAIT STEVEN we can TALK ABOUT THIS. Th...there MUST BE ANOTHER SOLUTION TO THIS." I answeard in panic. My body completly frozen. My tears falling from my face and my voice breaking because of it.

"Goodbye my friend I hope you get reincarnated in good new life like all those protagonist from the shows and novels we watched." Said Steven with a calm face, but a little sadness could be seen escaping his sight before he pulled the triger.

"STO.." "BANG"

I couldn't finish what I was going to say before I felt that horrible pain. Last thing I saw before everything turnd black the sight of my now read the shirt and the suprise and fear in my teachers and classmates eyes.

"Huh so this is how it feels to die" were my last thouts before everything turned black.

END OF FLASHBACK

'Huh so this is the after life, I have to say I was hopping for more' then I started to get afraid. 'Am I going to be stuck like this forever. Not seeing anything, toeching anything, TALKING TO ANYTHING.' As I starte to dread my possible future more and more my thoughts became more and more chaotic. Until finaly I started to hear something'

"BA-BAM" "BA-BAM" "BA-BAM"

'Is.. is that a heart beat' I asked myself before litening more closly

"BA-BAM" "BA-BAM "BA-BAM"

'Why do I hear a heart beat in here? Is this not the void? And whyam I starting to feel myself calming down?'

"BA-BAM" "BA-BAM" "BA-BAM"

' I'm starting to feel sleapy. Maybe i'm going to understan these situation more if rest a little.'

"BA-BAM" "BA-BAM" "BA-BAM"

And with the sounds of the hearth beat marcus went to a few moths long nap.

Before the start of his great advanture in the world of The Owl House.