For centuries black cats have been considered unlucky. A source of misfortune...

Well, he was one of them. An unlucky black cat.

People hated him, tortured him, just because he was a black cat said to bring bad luck.

On the other hand in an era where people believed more in superstition more than science, a witch is said to bring good luck for the people she blesses.

And that is what happened...

A kind hearted witch known by the people for her miraculous medicines which can cure any disease.

She meets with a poor cat bloody and beaten on her way back. She takes care of him, treated him like a family.

When she was in danger he was given a choice to either let it go or change his life for ever for her.

A black cat said to bring bad luck and a witch who is said to be luck enough to even save dead person. Which will win in the battle of life and death is what only fate can say.

Lying on this cold and hard ground the only thought that comes to my mind is that am I going to die here today. I am an unlucky black cat. Everyone says that I bring bad luck.

Maybe they are true. Maybe that's the reason my previous master died. I was the reason. Maybe my death will make everyone happy.

It's cold and my body hurts but it is nothing compared to the harsh words the villagers say or the disdainful looks I get from the people. I don't have any hope left. This world is too cruel to show pity to someone like me. All because I am a black at who is said to bring bad luck.

"Oh, you poor cat", the voice was soft. It reminded me of my previous master. A kind old lady.

I was enveloped in warmth and when I looked up I saw a girl with blue eyes and jet black hair. Why was she doing this? Doesn't she know I bring bad luck? I don't want bad things to happen to someone so nice. She was the second person to show me kindness.

'Don't do it...'

I wanted to shout at her. I wanted to let her know to leave me to my fate. I wanted her to let me die her. She doesn't deserve a cruel fate just for saving me. But I couldn't.

I am too exhausted and her arms are too warm to be rejected. And it was way too difficult to ignore it.

"Don't worry, I will take care of you", that was all I heard before exhaustion took over me and I became unconscious.

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For centuries black cats have been considered unlucky. A source of misfortune...

Well, he was one of them. An unlucky black cat.

People hated him, tortured him, just because he was a black cat said to bring bad luck.

On the other hand in an era where people believed more in superstition more than science, a witch is said to bring good luck for the people she blesses.

And that is what happened...

A kind hearted witch known by the people for her miraculous medicines which can cure any disease.

She meets with a poor cat bloody and beaten on her way back. She takes care of him, treated him like a family.

When she was in danger he was given a choice to either let it go or change his life for ever for her.

A black cat said to bring bad luck and a witch who is said to be luck enough to even save dead person. Which will win in the battle of life and death is what only fate can say.

One witch, one black cat, one unpredictable meeting and one dangerous incident. All lead to their story, because sometimes magic can happen and in an unexpected way. And that is because we all sometime believe in fairytales and that is where it all starts.

It felt warm... 

This is a very different feeling from what I am used to. It is usually cold and hard, but now I feel warm and cozy. 

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a soft mat and my body was covered with a small blanket. 

I looked around my surrounding. There was a small fireplace nearby and a pile of woods were burning within it keeping the room warm. There were some pictures hanging on the wall but I couldn't see it properly due to the dark. There were some furniture in the room. The room was small but it was cozy and it felt nice. 

I somehow knew that we were not anywhere near the village. I could near the rustling of the leaves due to the wind outside. May be we are somewhere deep inside the woods. 

The sound of footsteps nearing and the door opening caught my attention and I looked towards it. 

"Oh! You are awake. I brought some warm milk incase you are hungry." It was the same girl with blue eyes. 

She placed the bowl milk near me and waited eagerly at the sport as if giving me time to adjust to my surroundings. It felt odd, she felt really familiar. 

I stared at her for a few movements before I make my way towards the bowl. The milk was warm. It was then that I noticed that my injured foot was wrapped in bandages. In fact, all my wounds were treated and well covered with bandages. 

I looked up at her, she was staring at me very eagerly as if she was enjoying watching me drink the milk.

She stroked my head while I was drinking the milk. Her hands were warm and I tried to snuggle into it. 

'Are you out of your mind!? You are an unlucky black cat. You will only bring bad luck with whoever you stay.'

The thought made me jolt away from her hand. I will not bring bad luck for this person. She has shown me kindness that no one ever did. 

I looked at her. Her blue eyes staring at me and a small smile graced her lips. I could only dream... 

'Don't be a fool, you can never be a normal cat. It's the curse you will never be able to get rid of it.'

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{Extra}

For centuries black cats have been considered unlucky. A source of misfortune...

Well, he was one of them. An unlucky black cat.

People hated him, tortured him, just because he was a black cat said to bring bad luck.

On the other hand in an era where people believed more in superstition more than science, a witch is said to bring good luck for the people she blesses.

And that is what happened...

A kind hearted witch known by the people for her miraculous medicines which can cure any disease.

She meets with a poor cat bloody and beaten on her way back. She takes care of him, treated him like a family.

When she was in danger he was given a choice to either let it go or change his life for ever for her.

A black cat said to bring bad luck and a witch who is said to be luck enough to even save dead person. Which will win in the battle of life and death is what only fate can say.

One witch, one black cat, one unpredictable meeting and one dangerous incident. All lead to their story, because sometimes magic can happen and in an unexpected way. And that is because we all sometime believe in fairytales and that is where it all starts.