Greetings everyone! It's your *hopefully* good pal Bella/WinxMagiaDiWordGirl, back with another story! Now, this particular story wasn't made just by me. This story was born through the extensive randomness of the WordGirl wikia. So, allow me to give a HUGE shout-out to those who also contributed to writing this story: TheLivingMe, LexiconWolfGirl, and KerrytheBrony. Without them, this story would not have been possible, so if you want someone to thank, they're the ones to go to. Now, on the wikia, we wrote this in script style, just as a joke, but I loved the idea so much that I wanted to put my own spin on it. This won't have my exact same writing style, for there will be humor that's actually humorous and LOTS of fourth-wall breaking. Bear with me, folks.

"Isn't it finished yet?" demanded WordGirl irritably to Two-Brains, hating herself at once when she heard the bitter edge in her words that had yet to fade with time. Even now, three weeks later, she still had difficulty breaking the habits Miss Power had pressed upon her. Huggy had been very supportive to her, but she forlornly doubted her personality would ever be quite the same, or at least, any time soon. Nevertheless, WordGirl had a good reason for being cross. She deplored having so much association with the villains, but over the past few weeks, she had no choice. Miss Power had vehemently refused to leave the planet after her defeat, so she had been locked away in the highest security prison in Fair City. The only reason she hadn't broken out was because she was constantly being sedated.

WordGirl knew this wouldn't do. Over the past few days, scientists had concluded that Miss Power's immune system was slowly but surely learning to overcome and destroy the anesthesia being ejected into her bloodstream. Because WordGirl resolutely refused to take the alien's life, she was forced to collaborate with the villains to find a way to transport Miss Power to a place where she wouldn't hurt anybody.

It was Two-Brains who had devised the idea of a trans-dimensional portal, and WordGirl had to admit, it was ingenious, albeit tedious. For three weeks, the doctor had labored incessantly on the device, and today was its completion. Fair City's finest super heroine, along with every single villain in Fair City, had amassed here in Two-Brains' warehouse lair to witness Miss Power being sent away for good. Miss Power herself was bound with chains of solid steel and tossed into an unconscious heap in the corner.

"Ugh, you're so impatient!" the evil scientist remarked, screwing on what seemed to WordGirl the zillionth bolt. "I'd like to see you try building something close to this."

"It might not be as good as yours, but at least I'd be much faster," WordGirl replied sulkily.

"Do you know where she'll go?" asked Chuck, nervously glancing at Miss Power as if she were a raging, fire-breathing dragon about to strike.

"She'll be transported to an alternative dimension," Two-Brains replied. "According to my research and experimentation, all dimensions are connected in one way or another. We are all in every dimension, just in different forms. What I'm trying to do is find the connection between our dimension and another one so we can teleport Miss Power."

"Hey, I think you found something!" exclaimed Tobey, who had somehow wriggled his way though the crowd so he was standing right next to WordGirl, a situation she was nowhere near close to pleased with. The boy genius pointed to the machine's monitor, which was previously blank, now had a single red dot blinking rapidly.

Two-Brains tapped the dot once, which then transformed into a webpage.

"The WordGirl wikia?" read WordGirl in astonishment. At once, the humongous funnel attached to the dashboard began to glow a brilliant neon green.

"It works!" exclaimed Two-Brains, elated.

"Yes, an excellent observation, Doctor," sneered a menacing voice behind him. Everyone turned around in unison to behold Miss Power, fully awake, clutching the fragmented remains of the iron chains, her face livid. "Thanks to you, you've brought me freedom." Faster than even WordGirl herself could react, Miss Power speeded to the controls of the inter-dimensional portal, typing in a sequence of numbers. When she was done, the machine changed like a traffic light from green to deepest crimson.

"Oh no!" cried WordGirl over the piercing wind which had sprung up from the funnel, dragging not only Miss Power but also everyone else in the room into its inky black depths.

Above the screaming wind, the Lexiconian could just hear her worst nemesis say, "Maybe I can't conquer this dimension, but perhaps Fate will look down kindly upon me in another."

And with that, all the WordGirl characters were dragged from their blissful fantasy into an insignificant, over-rated realm called reality.

Yeah, that prologue was pretty short, I know, but I couldn't think of what else to write. I'm doing the every-other-day pattern once more, or at least, as long as I can, so Chapter 1 comes on Wednesday!

Love to all,

Bella