"Homura-chan!" Madoka screamed as she ran to the wounded Magical Girl's side.

"Madoka..." Homura said her name through gritted teeth "Why... are you..." She was kneeling down, a wound on her forehead covered half of her face in blood, and she was using her one good arm to cradle her broken one. She forced herself to stand up. Her knee's felt weak and she wavered back and forth almost as if she were close to falling over again, but Madoka grabbed her by the shoulder to help steady her. "I told you to just stay at the shelter."

Madoka shook her head "I needed to know if you were going to be alright! I couldn't just sit there and do nothing!" They both felt a powerful gust of wind, which caused both of them to take a step back, and they could hear a shrill echoing laughter. They looked up, and saw the witch raise up from the wreckage of buildings it had been thrown into. It was completely unscathed as if nothing had happened to it. As if Homura hadn't launched at least fifty rockets at it, shot it with a round of mortars and knocked it into a pit of explosives.

"Come on, let's just run!" Madoka said to her, "You did your best, but it's too much! No one is going to blame you!"

"No... that's not an option." Homura said calmly, as she slowly walked away from her place inside Madoka's arms "If I don't destroy her, she will just keep ripping this town apart until there is nothing left."

And you would undoubtedly make a wish to undo all of it, is that part she didn't say.

"But Homura! You're injured, you can't fight under those conditions."

"What choice do I have?" She turned to give Madoka a last farewell, when she noticed a pair of glowing red eyes peaking at them from the top of a beat up blue sedan which had been turned on it's side. The incubator... of course he would be here, he always shows up right around this time. She looked Madoka in the eyes and saw her desperate pleading expression. She knew that the second she went back to battle, Kyubey would make his move, and Madoka would once again be talked into make a contract. Homura knew she had to do something to prevent that from happening.

She took one last dramatic look at Walpurgisnacht. It hovered over the city, laughing menacingly and causing entire buildings to topple over in it's wake as it glided along the horizon. She looked down at her broken arm, took note of how black her SoulGem had become, then took another look at Madoka's desperate expression. The situation was bad, she knew, and Madoka was right, she really couldn't fight under these conditions.

"Please..." Madoka said again, my house is just down the street, we can hide there until all of this is over.

Homura didn't know how to tell her how pointless it would be to hide in a place like that, and therefore didn't bother, but for some reason she agreed "Alright... You're right, lets just go back to your house and ride this thing out."

They walked down the street. Homura was limping and Madoka helped her along, while Walpurgisnacht danced along the horizon, laying waste to the city and filling the air with a dark echoing laughter. Homura glanced back at Kyubey, I might not be able to defeat Walpurgisnacht, but at least I can make sure you don't get what YOU want.

Madoka led her back to her home. The wind had gotten more and more violent to the point that the two of them would be pushed by a sudden gust and stumble a step or two. Homura kept her eyes darting all around, looking out for pieces of flying debris, and she once had to tackle Madoka to get her out of the way of a street sign that flew by and almost hit her right in the head.

They made it back safely though, and though they could still hear the laughter from inside Madoka's house, at least they were sheltered from the rain and the debris. "We should go hide in the basement!" Madoka said, "But first I need to get the first aid kit from the bathroom."

"It's pointless. Let's just go down to the basement."

"But Homura!"

"I can use magic to heal myself anyway, so there really is no point. Come on." And with that Homura led her down.

The power was out in the entire city at this point, so it was extremely dark down there. "Do you think this is enough?" Madoka asked, looking around. She could hear the house creaking above them from the force of the winds. She stared hard through the darkness and thought she could almost see the rafters moving ever so slightly along with the sounds of the creaking house.

Homura looked around the basement floor, and noticed a rather large pile of clean clothes by the dryer. "It's going to have to be." Homura said, stepping around behind Madoka, then lifting her hand. She delivered a powerful karate chop to the back of Madoka's neck, then quickly caught her before she fell down completely. Homura guided her over to the pile of clothes, so she would at least have something soft to lay on. "Sorry about this." Homura said to the unconscious Madoka. Then, she went back up the basement steps, and got ready to go back after Walpurgisnacht.

"W-what happened..." Madoka said groggily as her eyes peeled open "Homura..." ... "Homura?" ... "HOMURA!" Madoka jumped up. She felt a slight pain in the back of her neck and instantly knew what happened. Homura must of just lied to her to get her to go somewhere safe, and then went back to fight that horrible witch that was destroying the city! Madoka quickly ran up the basement steps.

She could feel the house creaking and shaking underneath her feet, but she didn't care. She had to go back out there, she had to go find Homura and force her to come back! When she got to the door, however, she realized that would be quite impossible. As soon as she turned the doorknob, the door flew open with enough force to knock her off her feet. She quickly regained her footing, and took heavy steps back for the door. The wind coming through was so powerful it threatened to knock her off her feet again. She grabbed onto the door, and had to dig her heels into the floor and use all her body weight to push it closed again.

"Homura..." She whispered to herself, then sat with her back against the door and started to cry. Why did she have to go and do a thing like that? WHY! Madoka realized she would have to save her grief for another day, though, because the whole house started shaking back and forth. She could literally see the walls move as the house swayed. "The basement! I have to get back to the basement." She quickly got up, and ran for the basement door. With a loud creak and a groan, the whole house shook again, and she fell off her feet. She regained her footing, and put her hand on the doorknob of the basement door.

A feeling of vertigo hit her stomach as she turned the doorknob, and she froze.

The basement stairs tore away and started to crumble, then seemed to get further and further away. The feeling of vertigo in her stomach intensified, as she looked down the basement cellar, but didn't see her basement, she saw her whole neighborhood! Each house got smaller and smaller, and her field of vision got wider and wider as the house drifted further and further away! "I-impossible!" She shrieked, quickly slamming the door shut "This is a dream! It has to be a dream!" She declared, and she ran to the window.

At first she could see nothing but dark storm clouds out the window. That is, until she noticed a spot of black somewhere off in the distance. It got closer... it looked like a person... it was... "HOMURA!" Madoka shouted. Some how, Homura was up in the air with her, except there was something strange about her. She was wearing a pointy black hat, and sitting atop a broom. Does Homura know how to fly? Madoka wondered. She didn't think that she could. Then again, she was a Magical Girl and Madoka didn't actually know the full extent of her powers.

Homura looked over to her with a placid, uncaring expression on her face, then slowly started to drift away again. "Homura wait!" Madoka shouted, banging on the window "Come back!" When she lost sight of Homura she ran to a window on the other side of the house, but couldn't find her there either.

However, her house had flown so high that it was now above the storm clouds, and she was surrounded by nothing but sunlight and blue skies. If she looked down, she could still see the storm clouds, but the moment didn't last long. The house slowed it's ascension, and then Madoka felt her heart drop as the house started falling down again, and the storm clouds once again got closer and closer.

Madoka screamed, not sure what to do, or how to protect herself from the eventual crash when the house inevitably touched down to earth once again. As the house broke through the clouds, she realized the landscape below her had changed as well. It definitely wasn't Mitakihara Town, all she was green fields with an occasional small house here and there, and one long stretch of a yellow brick roadway that went as far as the eye could see.

Had she really traveled so far in such a short amount of time? She didn't even think that she was looking at Japan anymore! She didn't have much time to think about this, however, because her impending doom was weighing on her mind much more at the moment. She ran through the house, thinking of a way to protect herself, but couldn't come up with anything.

Before she knew it, it was like everything in her living room had decided to jump up into the air, including herself, and there was a loud crash as the house hit the earth. Madoka fell down, and hit her head. The collision caused her to see stars, and her head swam as she faded out of consciousness once again.

"W-where... am... I...?"

"Oh thank goodness! You're awake!" She heard a female voice.

Madoka slowly opened her eyes. There was a young girl with white hair standing over her.

"Are you ok?" The white haired girl asked.

Madoka sat up and looked around. To her left was a broken mess of a house, to her right there was a crowd of... of... people? Could they be called people? They all looked very strange.

Some of them looked like cotton balls with flower petals for legs, others looked like cupcakes with faces. A few of them almost looked like people, but they were just the lower halves, just legs. There were more different types of these strange people than Madoka could hope to keep track of. "W-where am I?" She asked.

"This is Familiar-Town." The white haired girl explained.

"Familiar town? W-well that's ironic, because there isn't an awful lot here that seems very familiar." Madoka said, glancing around. How did she get here? She couldn't remember... she couldn't remember anything... except... she thought she may have seen the white haired girl before "Um... have we met?" She asked.

The white haired girl put a finger to the side of her face and thought about it for a moment "I don't think so... Anyway, my name is Charlotte! And I'm the mayor of this town!"

"You're the mayor?" Madoka asked "But you are so young! How did you get to be a mayor?"

Charlotte shrugged "I just wanted to be the mayor one day, so now I'm the mayor!" She laughed "That's how things work around here. Anyway, we really need to thank you."

"Thank me? What for?" Madoka asked, puzzled.

"Because!" Charlotte smiled and pointed "Your house just landed right on top of the wicked witch of the south! She was the most wickedest most evil witch in the entire land of OZ!" Madoka looked over to where she was pointing, and all the residents of familiar town started to cheer.

Madoka gasped when she saw a pair of stockings and high heeled boots poking out from under the house. Then, when she took note of the diamond like design on the stockings she was suddenly hit by a moment of terror. She thought she recognized those stockings. Her memories were all fuzzy, but her subconscious cried out with the pain of losing a close friend. Madoka screamed as she fell on top of the legs of the now crushed and surely dead girl who was under the house. And she started to cry.