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11 - Illegal Fights Part 3

TW for Ottilie being homophobic and mentioning conversion camp. Yes, I found a way to make Ottilie more unlikable than Odalia.

Dopn’t worry, this is the last time we see her, and she will SUFFER!

After the fight

Jacob, Gus, Vee, and Amity were all standing together under one of Gus’s illusions and checking the duffels of money they had received from the recent fight.

“I thought I was only supposed to win 10K?”

Gus and Amity just smiled. “You did, we had illusion covered abominations go to the betting station and put some bets on you. A dozen people betting $100 to $500 at 10 to 1 odds really inflates the money we get.”

Vee gave them a nervous smile of her own. “I might have also done a few small bets of my own on you in different forms around the same amount also.”

Willow just smiled at them. “Aww, thank you all so much for believing in me.”

They all smiled back at her. “Believe? Willow, it was an abusive mom that looked like one of the people you hate most in the world. The only risk was if you decided to just use obvious plant magic or just kill her.”

Willow wanted to protest but couldn’t think of any good counters. “Well then, how about we bring our $30k back to Luz and figure out another way to launder the money.” They all climbed onto their staffs, with Vee riding with Amity, and then flew off for home.

1 month later

Willow rushed into the shack with a smile on her face. “Great news! I am getting my first official paycheck the day after tomorrow!”

The rest of the Hexsquad besides Vee (with Marsha) looked up at her and smiled.

“That’s great Willow!” Luz said before her expression turned into a puzzled one. “Quick question? Is this the gradening job at the college or the part time job at the historical society?”

“Neither, its from the 3rd job at the botanical gardens guiding tours. The guests are also encouraged to give tips, so that also means it is easy to do a little money laundering.”

Hunter stood up at that. “THREE JOBS? Willow, take it from someone that was there. You can’t do all that work, you’ll burn yourself out.”

Willow just shot him a smile. “I’m being paid to latterly walk through a garden and talk about plants. They gave me the job after noticing how much time I spent there and how much I answered the questions the other guests asked themselves or others about the plants. This is not too much more.”

Hunter pouted. “Ok, but if you need a break let me know and I can cover one of your shifts at the historical society. I would offer to do it for the college and garden, but I don’t know enough about plants to be a good replacement there.”

After giving him a thumbs up, Willow was knocked to the ground as Vee barreled into her back and landed on top of her.

“Vee/Willow!”

Both Luz and Hunter rushed over to their fallen friends and helped them both up. Vee quickly turned to the group and shouted “OTTILIE IS IN TOWN!”

Everyone in the room stoped and tuend to her.

“What?”

Vee just started nodding. “I saw her with a few thugs by Jacobs house. At least one had a handgun under his shirt!”

The rest of the group looked at each other before Hunter spoke up.

“He sould be getting released later today and be home in about 4 hours. Any reason we should deal with them and not just let them remove him from our hair once and for all?”

“Besides the fact that doing that would be a horrible thing to do, it would also louse us a great scapegoat and disguise for us to use.”

“Also, this is a great opertunity for me to deal with some of my frustration regarding my mom out on her expy like Willow did last month.”

Everyone turned to look at Amity, sho just looked at all of them confused. “What? Are any of you surprised that I want to punch Ottilie in the face a few times?”

Thug #3

Gary was board.

When Ottilie gathered him and the others up to go rough up the guy that beat her, he thought there was going to be more fighting involved.

Instead, they were all waiting inside his house for him to come home in about… he checked the time… 3 ½ hours.

Why coulden’t they just arrive in the middle of the night and attack him when they knew he was going to be there?

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

He looked up from his magazine to the door before looking to Pet on his right. They both got up and drew readeyed their bats. Gary went up first and looked through the peep hole to see who was there.

It looked to just be a delivery girl for the local pizza shop holding a box with their logo on it.

“Looks like someone is just delivering a pizza to the wrong address. I can get rid of them, just give me a few seconds.”

Pete nodded at him before stepping back to let Gary open up the door.

“We didn’t order any pizzas, so get out of here!”

The girl just looked up at him with confusion on her face. “Really? The address is right here on the receipt.”

She then showed him a recipt that actualy did have the address they were at on it.

“I didn’t order any pizza, and no one let me know about this either. No matter, just take it and-“

The box sudently open and some mud that was in it burst out into his face, knocking him back. As he backpeddled and fell onto the ground he clawed at his face trying to remove it. He could faintly hear the sounds of alarm of Pete before he felt a heavy object hit him in the back of his head.

Amity

Honestly, the discovery that mud could be used for abomination magic was the second best non-Noceda related discovery she made in the human realm (the 1st was online communitys of Azura lovers).

After the first guy open the door, Amity just had to have some mud stored in the pizza box jump into his face to blind him and then use the little Isles goo she had with her form into a fist to cold clock the other guy and then a quick wack to the back of the blinded mans head to take him down for the count.

2 down, 6 more thugs and 1 bitch to go.

She heard some commotion as loud thumping could be heard on the stars. With a simple pointing of her finger they were covered in mud, which sent the two coming down them crashing down into a groaning and broken heap at the bottom.

With a quick check to make sure they were both alive and then some mud bindings to make sure all 4 woulden’t be getting up again, she formed a large portion of mud from the front yard into a abomination to walk up the stairs in front of her.

BANG BANG

Her abomination shook as the human weapons struck it. I think Luz called them gums? The abomination then reached the man attacking it and then proceded to pick him up and slam him into a nearby wall and breaking both his arms before grabing the gum and sticking it inside of itself for safe keeping.

Two more thugs charged at it from either side and started wailing on it with baseball bats, only to be blindsided by Amity striking one in the family jewls with a abomination fist before sending a stream of mud into the mans face hard enough to knock him out. The other man quickly abandoned the abomination that was ignoring his blows and tried to whack her in the head.

Unfotuntly for him, he wasn;t half as good as Hunter, and she had been holding her own in their last 5 sparing matches.

She simbly formed a purple shield to tank the hit before following it up with a mud fist to the gut, before grabbing his head and slaming it into her knee. She then delivered a quick stomp to his head to take him out of the fight.

She then turned in the direction of Jacob’s bedroom where their scouting had said Ottilie would be with her last goon.

It was locked of course, but a little abomination goo in the lock and the door was open. She walked in with her mud floating by her. Ottilie was standing in the middle of the room in a battle stance, while her last goon tried to jump her from the side with a knife.

Ghost decided to embrace the animal she was moddled after and jumped onto his face and started clawing away. A few quick punches Willow showed her to the kidney ,diaphragm, and soler plexes droped him for another face kick to keep him dow.

After that, Amity looked Ottilie dead in the eyes and felt a slasher smile grow on her face.

“Hello mother.”

Ottilie just blinked a few times in surprise. “I can asure you, I only have two kids. One is at camp, and while you bear a passing resemblance to the other it is clear to see the two of you are not the same person.”

Amity just shrugged at that. “I know, but you are a abusive mother who looks a lot like mine. This may not be the best way to deal with my feelings, but since you brought a large number of armed men to the house of someone and are waiting for their return, the small part of me saying not to do this is being quiet right now.”

Ottilie just frowed at her. “Are you really willing to risk your life just to protect Jacob? That man was arrested for multiple crimes and thinks that there are aliens in this town.”

Amity began to giggle a little before raising her hand. “2 things. 1, I am not here to protect him because I like him, I’m protecting him because it is the right thing to do and he is a useful idiot to have aound. For number 2-.”

She stoped as her abomination walked into the room behind her carrying three people bound in its arms.

“Pick him up and bring him downstairs with the others. Guard the door and signal the others. I’ll be down shortly.”

Ottilie just staired at the giant purple monster in shock as it followed the instructions.

“Just because he is a nut doesn’t mean he isn’t right about aliens being in town.”

Her slasher smile returned to her face as she focused on a more terrified looking Ottilie. “This one is going to take out all her anger at her mother for what she did to me, my friends, and my girlfriend out on you.”

Ottilie started to quickly backpaddle to the nearby wall. “Now hold on, we can talk about this. You found a use for Jacob, right? I can be much more use than that idiot can be. I can get you access to some of the richest and most powerful people in the state to abduct. I can be a puppet in office. I can get you into our conversion camps.”

That last one stopped Amity in her tracks. “What was that last one you mentioned?”

Ottilie perked up at that. “Conversion camps? That is where we cure people of homosexuality. You mentioned that you were sick, right? We can cure you. Make you better and help you get rid of all those negative thoughts. I sent my older son there and he came back all better.”

She even had a smile on her face as she said that. Amity just looked at Ottilie in complete shock as she tried to process what she had said.

“Wow! Congratulations Ottilie. I thought that I could not like you any less, and you manage to prove me wrong.”

The pipes in the walls of the room started to rattle as her face slowly contorted into pure Wrath.

“I was just going to break your legs and give you a concussion before making it look like you did drugs so you would lose your license. Now, I am going to take pleasure in breaking every bone in your body.”

The walls suddenly burst as the pipes spewed mud all over the floor and walls. When Ottilie’s attention was drawn off of Amity in that moment, she charged forward and dug a purple fist into her bladder as hard as she could. Unfortunately, it seemed like she had learned from the fight with Willow and gone to the bathroom recently.

Amity just gave herself a mental shrug and then proceeded to form a mud wall right behind her that reached out restraints to tie her to the surface. Dozens of tendrils then rose from the mud on the room’s floor, forming large bulges on their ends that looked like fists.

Amity then pointed right at Ottilie and they all started to strike at her rapidly, not a inch of her was spared the beating. For a full minute the arms wailed on her, bruising her skin, breaking her bones, blackening her eyes, and leaving her looking more like a pile of injuries than a human.

Eventually she passed out, at which point Amity released her from the wall and let her fall to the ground. She then commanded another abomination to rise and carry Ottilie downstairs to be left with the others. She then opened her bag and took out the pills and instructions Willow had given her based on the medical files on Ottilie and statistics for the other 8.

“Say good bye to your career Ottilie.”

Hours later

“Now listen here Jacob, we are almost back to your house. I don’t have to remind you that you are on INCREDIBLY thin ice right now. The only reason you are getting any bail is because you gave back the money you stole from the Flat Earth Society and the Noceda’s said they didn’t want to press charges at this point.”

“Yeah, because they don’t want people to know they are harboring aliens!”

The officer driving Jacob home just rolled his eyes. “Sure, they are. Anyway, you need to keep your ankle monitor on at all times, check in with your parole officer, and- why are there ambulances in front of your house?”

Sure enough, there were 3 ambulances parked in front of Jacob’s house. The front yard hade several paramedics rushing around preparing a large number of people for transport.

“I would like to point out I was in jail for the last 24 hours and that the cops were there when I left. So, whatever happened here has nothing to do with me.”

“Noted. Wait here while I go check to see what happened.”

The officer got out of the car and walked over to the lead paramedic on site.

“What happened here?”

The paramedic looked over at the officer quickly before going back to doing his job while he talked. “No idea. We got a call about people ODing and when we got here, we found 9 people on the ground with multiple broken bones each and all hopped up on Plant Coven hallucinogenic.”

One of the victims was wheeled by at that moment, letting the officer hear his mumblings.

“TheMudTheMudTheMud…”

As he was wheeled out of range to the ambulance, he turned back around to the paramedic. “What did he mean by ‘the mud?’”

“For some reason they are all talking about mud attacking them. The only exception is Ottilie.”

That made the officer do a double take. “Ottilie! As in Ottilie Black the lawyer?”

“The one and same. She was consious enough to actually give a little more info, but that info is that…” he pulled out a piece of paper. “’a purple haired alien with a wooden cat that made mud kill people so the fags could rule the world,’ end quote. There were also some less coherent mumblings about a ‘Jacob Hopkins’ being the mastermind behind the Plant Coven and a professional pit fighter.”

The officer had to stifle a laught at that. “Jacob Hopkins? You know that’s the guy that was taken down by a squirl and his own can of pepper spray, right? He has also been under surveillance for the last week to confirm that e-mails sent about him embezzling and stalking were accurate. Unless nothing Plant Coven related happened in that time, I think it is safe to say he doesn’t have any ties to this.”

The paramedic put down his clip board. “Be that as it may, and he should have a full medical checkup to help fully disprove the accusations. Can you bring him over?”

“Sure. But before I do, can he spend the night here or should he find another place to stay?”

“Other officers are on the way to make tis a crime scene, so he will have to go somewhere else for now.”

The officer just sighed. “I never thought I would saw these words, but poor Jacob.”

Good bye Owl House. You may have been cut short by Disney executives, but you will forever be with us in our hearts and fanfictions.

Also, this fic is se to happen just before chapter 0 of this fic. I kept it here because I wanted to see Amity beat up Odalia Ottilie and because she doesn’t deserve to be around any longer than is necessary for the story to make sense.

I was thinking of starting a Patreon. If I did, how many of you would be willing to pay for early access to my work?

https://www.deviantart.com/1228248/poll/If-I-made-a-patreon-for-early-acess-to-my-work-would-you-pay-for-it-8261000

I am also doing “Fanfic info dumps” on multiple series to help other fanfic writers with their works. They are on DevientArt here (https://www.deviantart.com/1228248) because Fanfiction and AO3 both said I couldn’t post them there.

Fanfiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/5646512/

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