Destiny snitched me

Uriel, the dreaded witch of the enchanted forest, is an antagonist in the fantasy novel "The Hero's Destiny" I read. She brought plagues and curses to the people.
But the hero, as the patron saint of hope for humanity, has interfered in her dark machinations and incurred her displeasure. She attempts to kill the hero on his journey to the magician of the north to save the princess of the kingdom but fails and is killed instead. It is said that the witch cooperated with the magician, but why is not mentioned. She is just a stepping stone of the story to make the journey of the hero more exciting.

And unfortunately that's literally me...

I opened my eyes as Uriel, my head was filled with the memories of two different lives. My real life and the life of the body I possessed. Beautiful as 20, but over a hundred years old in real life. Dark red long wavy hair and poison green eyes. The look of a typical witch.

There are many vague memories and gaps in her recollections, but the story tells that Uriel was once a human who became a witch a hundred years ago. But her memories are so sketchy that I only know fragments of her past. When I try to remember, my mind is filled with images of a village burning in flames and the feeling of a stabbing pain in my head, so I have to hold my head. It seems to be better to forget. So I have to go mainly with the novel knowledge of her.

Now I live in a scary hut deep in the cursed forest. I will not lie, this hut looks, from the outside and especially from the inside like the hiding place of a creepy witch. From the outside it looks like a old, wooden and overgrown little hut. And inside is a big cauldron, a shelf filled with old books, and a table provided with dried herbs, potions, some bones, and other bizarre things. In this one and only room is also a bed squeezed between all the witch stuff. I thought a powerful wicked witch would have a more extravagant place to stay. But I guess a hiding place has to look like this.

Fortunately I have the knowledge about the magic of Uriel and am able to use her powers as I please. I have been living as Uriel for 1 year now. I kind of accepted it, as I don't need much, and this life is at the moment better than my old life.

It's morning, and with a sweeping hand movement, I light up a purple magical fire under the big cauldron. I have the ability to use dark purple flames, which can burn everything... really everything!

On my first day in this world I nearly burned down this hut as I lit up a fire on a bush before the doorstep. Fortunately, I was able to extinguish the flames by magically floating over water from near the hut to the fire site. After this first shock I was able to use her powers without mistakes. I healed a little bird harmed by my fire. But it felt like I was healing a hundred at once. It seems like my healing magic consumes a lot more of my mana than dark magic. Strange... so usually I dont heal.

With my dark flames I am able to burn everything. But a witch who can use healing magic? Is it not ironic for a wicked witch to have powerful healing skills like a saint?
I mean, an antagonist can heal himself, but when do antagonists heal others? On the evil side is no healing!

I dont want to die..., even if a witch can't die that easily. Also I don't want to harm others or go for world domination. So my main goal is to stay out of the story. If the story ends smoothly eventually there is a way for me to get a happy ending either or at least stay alive. It is not that I have no hope to ever get home, but I don't want to give myself false hopes, as I probably died. I accepted all, but I will not accept the fate of death. Not again. I know this is a fictional world, and sometimes I don't know if I interact with real people or well-written characters. But I wish for the happy end of the story and some kind of happy end for me.

But back to the present. After drinking the tea I brewed in the cauldron, I close my eyes and wrap myself in bright purple light. My hair starts to change to white and my eyes become golden.

My disguise spell was the first skill I perfected to be able to disguise myself and hide the presence of my magical power in front of others.
I created a fake identity by changing my appearance to look less like a witch. Under my old name, Aria, I pretend to be a normal human and visit the small city named "shimmer grove" near the forest to collect informations on how far the story went and to sell herb tea to survive.

Some kind of first step to my happiness as someone who is a normal person, or, to be exact, to life as a human without anyone knowing the opposite. I visit the city once a week. Same today. And the drama begins.

Dressed in a typical purple medieval laced dress, with white hair, golden eyes, and a dark robe on, I pack my bag with some coins I earned. I take a dagger with a curved ornate handle from the drawer and tie it on my belt. I put another little dagger in my right leather boot. As I should not use my powers in public, I prepare otherwise in advance. 

I close the door behind me and seal the door with a magic circle with a hand weaving.

I follow a long path through the forest. Normally there are no humans on the way, or If so, only on the edge of the forest, because they fear the infamous witch.

So me, I guess...

After about an hour I stand before the big city gate. Passing through the crowd of humans running in and out the city, I walk down a paved street. I walk past numerous little shops for books, groceries, clothes, jewelry and so on. It's always interesting to walk through this different world and see all the people. Even though I've been here for a year now.

"Big news," somebody shouts.

An announcement is currently being made in the marketplace so I walk nearer to check if they are announcing interesting news. The speaker seems quite nervous, like he is about to drop some really big news.

"The princess was kidnapped by the mage of the north. The hero was commissioned to rescue the princess and is currently in the process of building a team to beat the mage. Strong healers and fighters are called to join the mission."

All the people around me became very nervous and whispered at once.

"That's suicide."

"No one is powerful enough to beat the mage."

"Who would join such a hopeless mission?" 

Everyone visibly fears the Mage of the North.

I have to admit that I'm also nervous. I knew this would happen. But the course decides my destiny, not exactly insignificant. As the hero should be in the city by now, I should leave as soon as possible to hide in my hut and wait to see how the story unfolds.

I run all the way back to my hut. I have to stop near my house. A man covered in blood is lying on the ground. With blond, middle-lenght hair, a black robe on, and a sword with a golden handle lying next to him.

"That can't be!"

I come near and open his eyelid with two fingers to check his eye color. After seeing his dark blue eyes, I fall back and shout.

"Why destiny? Why is the male lead and hero of this story lying wounded not more than 10 meters away from my doorstep?"