It is not intended to infringe the rights of those who own the franchises: "The Witch's House" and "Bettlejuice". Translation done with DeepL and myself, sorry for grammar and punctuation errors, thank you.
LYDIA DEETZ AND THE WITCH’S HOUSE
Capítulo 1: Cold wind, storm of death
An icy wind that blows with disdain over the treetops of a small dark forest.
A creepy forest where even the sounds of animals and insects are perceived as distant, with the exception of the loud squawking of black rooks.
Rooks fluttering from branch to branch, destroying the countless webs that stubbornly cross the forest in a futile attempt to withstand the cruel gale.
Does this forest have a name? The adults who live near it avoid it. The children call it... the witch's forest.
A little girl whispers to her companion, both of them pedaling on an old bicycle for two cyclists.
The girl's appearance matches perfectly with the intimidating forest. Her perfect face has a white skin tone which contrasts with her dark hair, like seeing the wings of a crow on a moonless night.
The wind swayed the girl's blackest hairs, and her somewhat long, voluminous hairstyle reached down to her shoulders. The front part was in the High Class style and the back part was elegant in the Bobby Cut style.
The huge, black eyes like dark gems that at first penetrated the black forest now turned their attention to the boy behind her.
“Lydia, it's very cold because of the wind," complained the young man.
“The wind is blowing stronger and stronger," said Lydia. "Soon a storm will fall, let's go back to Winter River.
The girl was wearing her school uniform at the time, a navy blue suit with the school's coat of arms on the left side. Her long skirt was made of tartan of a colour ranging from blue to bluish grey and interspersed in rows. On this one, Lydia had put on a kind of jet-black skirt that covered two-thirds of the school's statutory skirt. Another "improvement" to his regulatory uniform had been to replace the neat, white shirt with a black one.
Percy, on the other hand, wore a casual outfit, but like Lydia, his black hair was swayed by the wind.
“Let's go back to the Peaceful Pines road," said Percy, and the two young pair rode hard.
The sound of thunder, which at first was heard far away, was now loud and repeated more regularly, as was the almost continuous flash of lightning, casting the shadow of the two young cyclists in strange angles and dreadful shapes that invited surprise and fainting.
The sound of rain was coming, neither Lydia nor Percy could escape the storm.
“Look Percy, there's a covered bridge up ahead!” Lydia said and the two of them started pedalling harder.
The covered bridge offered protection from the heavy rain and hail that followed.
The storm just above the bridge unfolded several powerful lightning bolts, some of them in the form of spectral hands that wanted to grab something or someone from the ground to carry it into the darkness.
“What's that loud noise?” Percy asked.
“They look like debris bumping into each other... They are rocks, huge rocks that bump into each other because of the force of the water that carries them downstream.2
Lydia and Percy approached the entrance of the covered bridge and saw to their amazement that the rocks were huge. The size of one-story houses were carried away by the current of the river which had increased its flow until it was close to licking the base of the bridge.
“Let's cross the bridge!” Percy shouted, but it was too late, the rocks crashed into the covered bridge and the whole structure cracked.
The cyclists pedaled on their footsteps and stopped for a moment, just a brief moment, long enough to see the entire structure of the bridge swallowed up by the raging waters and chopped up by the huge rocks that kept bumping into each other.
For Lydia, who was a Gothic girl, rain and lightning did not pose the same ominous threat as they did for other people, but the strong hail was not the ideal climate for unprotected gazing at the dark beauties that a strong storm could offer.
“Nyaouch, the hailstones hurt me!” Complained Percy, who at the time had pulled out his tail and cat ears.
The young man was a cat boy, not a furry-like creature. Percy had no cat face, no whiskers, no cat eyes, no cat paws. It had an elegant black feline tail, as well as two cat ears, which at that time were protected by the hands of the cat boy.
“We have to seek refuge!” Lydia shouted to make herself heard above the roar of the storm.
“I see a light, come on!” Percy said, thanks to his superior catboy view and the two friends hurriedly pedaled to what appeared to be a house on the edge of the forest.
The hail became more intense and Percy complained more because of the pain in his ears.
“Keep the tandem balanced!” Lydia shouted so that Percy who was behind her could hear her.
Percy's tail held Lydia's handlebar tightly, while she raised her right arm and directed her face to the sky despite the storm.
An ethereal light of spectral nature shone in Lydia's palm and then a huge Victorian umbrella floated over the pair and followed them without the need for anyone to hold it.
The wind was strong but did not seem to affect the huge black umbrella that turned vertically on its axis formed by a handle made of lacquered bones and dark brown, and showed flirtatiously its sombre and elegant design arabesques.
Already protected from the rain, Lydia and Percy resumed the march with fear in their hearts because of the possibility of being struck by lightning.
A bluish flash of lightning fell near them, causing the hairs on Percy's tail to bristle. Even Lydia noticed the hair on the back of her neck twitching.
“We'd better leave the tandem here and run," said Lydia.
Leaving the tandem, the two boys ran towards the house. The hail had already passed but the strong wind made the rain fall at a very sharp angle and it fell not only from above, but also from the sides.
“Percy use: 'transformation', 'wings', and 'extendable legs'.” Lydia asked him, and Percy then turned himself into a jet-coloured house cat. Then, he grew a pair of huge black wings.
Percy stuck to Lydia's back and her legs extended beyond their original length, firmly surrounding her friend's chest and waist. In this way, the two friends now flew in a horizontal pose while still being covered by the magic umbrella.
In the distance one would think that Lydia had two large black wings on her back, and this strange silhouette came to the front of the house.
“Percy, quickly, transform yourself again and hide your ears and tail,” asked Lydia and then with an elegant movement of her arm, made the magic umbrella disappear.
Then Lydia knocked on the door of the house a couple of times.
The door of sturdy white painted wood slid open and blond hair almost covering blue eyes peeked out the door.
“Yes, who are you?”
“Excuse me, but my friend and I got caught in the storm.”
“Your friend?”
“Yes, this is Percy, and my name is Lydia. Please, could you give us shelter somewhere?”
The blonde girl observed Percy in the first place. The black-haired boy was handsome but with a slim build, he was not muscular, rather he had a slim, athletic figure, and his face... he was the most handsome boy she had ever seen in her life, he seemed not to be real.
Then she looked at Lydia and was surprised by the stark contrast between her very white skin and her jet-black hair. The girl was very pretty, she could have been a movie actress, she had a face that could have been on the cover of several magazines and she didn't have any makeup on.
However, what struck her most was the school suit she was wearing.
“Come in, my name is Viola, you're from Miss Shannon's all-girls school?”
“That's right, are you enrolled in that school too?”
“No, that school is in Peaceful Pines, the fancy neighborhood of Winter River. I'm enrolled in Winter River Public School, how's your friend?”
“Percy lives in my house but prefers to educate himself in a self-taught way.”
“How's that?”
“It's kind of... complicated.”
“You must have a lot of money to study at Miss Shannon, do you also live at Peaceful Pines?”
“No," said Percy, "we live on the hill on the main street.”
“The one across the covered bridge, the one in red?”
“That's right," said Percy, who was walking around the place with a lot of fun, giving free rein to his curiosity.
“Wow, that's the hill the Maitlands used to live on.”
“Did you know the Maitlands?” Lydia asked.
“No, it was my father who knew them. They had a very well stocked hardware store and my father went there a lot to buy things... I think the owners were called...”
“It was Adam and Barbara," Percy answered quickly and then changed the topic of conversation, which was taking a dangerous course for him, "Don't you live far from Winter River, how far do your parents let you go to school if it's so far away, is it true that they call this forest the witch's forest?”
“Hey, I don't live that far away, just across the covered bridge you're in Peaceful Pines and then there's the public school. I live alone with my father since my mother died many years ago, and about the forest... it's funny, but the hill where you live is called... uh, this...”
“Yes, don't worry," said Lydia, taking a sigh, "at school they also call me "the witch of Peaceful Pines".”
Viola watched Lydia very closely.
“Well, I think there's nothing wrong with being a witch, I myself have a friend who lives in the woods and is a witch, her name is... Ellen.”
CONTINUARÁ...
This fanfic is for Lydia Deetz fans, played by Winona Ryder, in the movie Bettlejuice by Tim Burton (the batman director, the strange world of Jack, the bride's corpse, etc.)
A new magic power for Lydia! That Victorian/Gothic umbrella thing, that's a touch I really liked.
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