Chapter 11: A "Cult" (Luz's POV)

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"The Emperor wanted to make sure you weren't getting into any trouble, and to clear out your office, I left a box of your knick-knacks inside. Wish you took more from my tutelage, dear, history's supposed to be exciting after all!" Flora exclaimed.

She then used her whip to drag a griffin down and flew away with it.

"Who was tha- ahh!!!" Luz had finally got out of her hiding place, only to be tackled by Hunter.

"I won't let her join your cult!" Hunter exclaimed.

"Cult? What cult? What are you talking about?!" Lilith asked as Hunter and Luz stood back up.

"Don't play dumb with me, 'Lulu!' Is that your, I don't know, code name or something?!" Hunter exclaimed, standing up in a fight stance as Flapjack tweeted again, "I'm still not going insane, Flapjack."

"Hunter, this is a party for Lilith, it's not a cult," Luz explained.

"You've already brainwashed her?!" Hunter exclaimed, "And who was that lady?! Did you also brainwash her?!"

"Flora D'splora, bad-girl historian, celebrity, and my formal mentor in the Emperor's Coven," Lilith sighed.

"I have some questions about that name," Luz said from behind a very skeptical Hunter.

"And I have questions about MY LIFE!!! All I ever got to do was desk work, while she goofed off riding wild snake horses and-" Lilith ranted.

Luz's eyes lit up, "Snorses!"

"- And- and eating mummy jerky! Well, I can be just as exciting as Flora! I'll come up with an exhibit that'll knock the Titan's socks off!" Lilith exclaimed.

Lilith stormed into the house.

"Congratulations on your new jo-" Luz's last words were muffled by Hunter covering her mouth.

"Don't talk to her, she's already brainwashed you," Hunter whispered scornfully.




Luz, who was in the living room, was looking at the screen that the echo mouse was displaying while Hunter, Flapjack perched on his shoulder, guarded her in case "the Cult Leader," a.k.a. Lilith came around.

"After careful analysis during this Deadwardian Era, I believe the current human year is 1660- or is it '70? The years are flashing by, but it will all be worth it. I've gathered all the ingredients including Titan's Blood, all that's left is to seek out The Collecter, and he will tell me what I need to complete my mission, but first, my companions and I must face-" The recording suddenly ended just as Philip was about to continue.

"The Collector, I've never heard that name," King stated.

"Me neither, what kind of jerk puts 'the' in front of their name anyway?" Eda remarked as she put some garbage in a trash bag.

"Uh, you," Hunter pointed out, "You're 'the' Owl Lady."

"Say's the one who thinks think's my sister is a cult leader!" Eda sniggered.

"Say's the one called themselves a jerk!" Hunter countered.

"Why are you protecting just Luz anyway? Don't I mean anything to you?" Eda teased.

"I don't have to worry about you because you worship yourself too much to start worshipping your sister," Hunter replied.

"Touche... How about King?" Eda asked.

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