The Executioner plowed through the battalion of Echidna's children. The vicious Greek monsters, while terrifying, ultimately proved to be no match for the Executioner's strength. He and Amora the Enchantress had been sent by Loki to do away Echidna and her family, some of Hades's closest allies, to weaken the forces of the Lord of the Dead. However, the outing proved to be little more than a workout for Executioner as Amora sat on a rock nearby and observed. The Enchantress yawned.

"Skurge, I grow tired of all this combat," Amora stated, "Can you hasten your speed and finish those beasts already so that we may return to Asgard?"

The Executioner nodded and his axe began to glow. He then slammed it into the ground and Echidna and her children istantly became frozen in ice. Enchantress then waved her hand which produced green smoke. The smoke then formed into an orb with Loki's face in the center.

"Hades's beastial friends are no more, my lord," Enchantress announced to the image of Loki.

"Excellent!" Loki replied, "Now I have one further task for you this night."

"What is that, my lord?" Enchantress asked.

"I want you to match your magic against the sorcery of Maleficent," Loki replied, "I need to learn whether or not this witch is a force to fear."

Enchantress looked a bit uneasy in regards to taking on Maleficent but replied with a simple, "Yes, my lord."

In the Forbidden Mountains, Maleficent paced her throne room furiously. Who could have taken Snow White and why? All that she knew was that whoever the culprit was had the Grimorum Arcanorum and had the knowledge of magic to be able to use it.

Just then, a swirling cloud of green smoke materialized in the lower center of Maleficent's throne room and a shadowy sillhouette could be seen in the center. Maleficent whirled around angrily.

"Who goes there?" Maleficent shouted as thunder clapped to enforce her rage.

The smoke began to clear and the figure became more apparently the Enchantress. Maleficent, recognizing the witch turned to her goons and shouted orders.

"Eliminate her!" Maleficent commanded.

The goon drew their bows and arrows and fired a barrage of arrows at the Enchantress.

"You dare to fire upon me?" Enchantress shouted angrily as she fired a bolt of magic that transfigured the arrows into harmless flowers.

The goons then began to throws boulders at her but Enchantress fired another blast of magic, turning the boulders into bubbles. Enchantress then fired one more blast and little bolts of electricity began to swerve around the floor and chased away the goons.

"Fools!" Maleficent shouted as she raised her staff.

Maleficent then hurled a bolt of lightning at Amora but the Enchantress waved her arms and a force field appeared in front of her that deflected the lightning. Maleficent furiously began to hurl more bolts of lightning at Enchantress but she continued to teleport away before any blast could hit her. Diablo, seeing the status of the battle, began to quickly fly away to alert Jafar or Hades but Enchantress waved her hands and Diablo suddenly felt himself become heavy and landed on a ledge because of this new weight. No sooner had he landed and the raven became solid stone.

"No!" Maleficent gasped, "No!"

"Oh? Did I upset you, Maleficent, by turning your bird into stone?" Amora said mockingly.

"You shall pay for such insolence!" Maleficent as she hurled another bolt of lightning at Enchantress.

Amora was not prepared this time for the bolt at was sent flying back the blast.

"Now you shall feel my fury!" Maleficent shouted.

She waved her staff in the air as a massive storm cloud formed over head. Enchantress stood back up and prepared to counter but as soon as she stood up, the storm fired a swirling vortex of lightning straight at her. The blast hit Enchantress and left an immense crater in the throne room with Amora's unconscious body laying in the center of it. Maleficent cackled gleefully at the sight and returned to her chambers for the night.

Executioner entered the room and scooped up his beloved Enchantress with tears in his eyes as he carried her in a portal back to Loki's lair in Asgard. Loki looked at Enchantress's unconscious body.

"A pity," Loki stated, "I had so hoped that Hades's new ally was as incompetent as he is."

Loki waved his hand over Enchantress.

"I know the pain is great, Amora," Loki spoke, "But you are not dead. Do get yourself up."

Enchantress then, as if by magic began to pick herself up and readjusted her tiara.

"I am sorry, my lord," Amora said apologetically, "Her power was too great. I have failed you."

"Which is exactly why I am giving you a chance at redemption," Loki said as he sat upon his throne, "Return to Midgard and build for me an army of mortal villains to aide you in your next attack on Maleficent. And this time, no foul ups!"

Enchantress bowed.

"Your will shall be done, my lord."


Queen Narissa paced around her botanical gardens in Andalasia, having been observing the war's events using magic. Nathanial was standing on a latter, triming the hedge sculptures of Narissa that the queen kept in courtyard.

"A war is brewing, Nathanial," Narissa proclaimed, "Clayton, Attuma, and Queen Grimhilde have already kicked the bucket."

"You don't think that the war will come to Andalasia, do you?" Nathanial asked timidly.

"Don't be ridiculous, Nathanial," Narissa stated, "We're in an entirely seperate world than they are. However, I do think I shall involve myself. After all, the spoils of winning such a war will be astronomical."

"What are you going to do, my queen?" Nathanial asked.

As Nathaniel finished his sentence, an image appeared in the fountain. It showed a battle between Sa'Luk and Shocker. Shocker, hit Sa'Luk with a nasty uppercut and sent the thief falling blackwards. As Sa'Luk stood up, Shocker nailed him right in the chest with a blast from his gauntlets, knocking Sa'Luk back into a brick wall, the impact of which killing the thief.

"Now THAT'S someone who would be a valuable ally!" Narissa exclaimed.

The Queen then waved her hands and green lightning surged all over her body and turned her queenly outfit into the clothing of a normal New Yorker woman.

"Keep the kingdom in one piece, Nathaniel," Narissa stated, "I'll be gone for a few weeks."

Narissa then dove into the fountain that acted as a portal between Andalasia and New York and arrived in Times Square. She began to walk a couple of blocks looking for Shocker until she bumped into a muscular brown-haired man.

"Oh, pardon me," Narissa said.

She then began to look into his eyes and recognized him as the Shocker character that she had just watched.

"It's alright, ma'am," the maan said as he began to walk off.

"Excuse me," Narissa called back after him, "I hate to be so foward but would you like to have lunch with me."

The man turned around and looked at her oddly.

"Only if I can have your name first," the man replied.

"I'm Narissa Charme," the disguised queen said.

"Herman Schultz," the man replied.


Jafar entered the large intimidating palace in the lands of the black sands, a kingdom in Arabia ruled by the fearsome sorcerer, Destane. Jafar was always a bit afraid of Destane. The sorcerer was extremely powerful and very intimidating but Maleficent had asked him to recruit allies and Destane liked to hold monthly parties with the greatest sorcerers in the world to show off his marvelous magic. It was the perfect place to find new allies for Maleficent.

He was escorted into the ballroom by several Mamlucks which are zombie like creatures that served as Destane's palace guards. Jafar entered the room to find it full of sorcerers from every corner of the globe. Yzma, Madame Mim, Ayam Aghoul, Khartoum, Merlock, the Archmage, Morgana and Destane himself were all standing around the room. Destane looked over and saw Jafar and began to laugh as he approached Jafar.

"Jafar, ya old snake!" Destane said chuckling, "Long time, no see! What's been keepin' ya?"

"I've been busy serving Maleficent," Jafar said in a monotone and irritated voice.

"Maleficent? The sorceress?" Destane said, maintaining a relatively jolly attitude despite Jafar's apparent irritation, "She always turns down my invitations to these Sorcerer Society mixers."

"Maleficent is a very busy woman," Jafar replied, "And that's actually why I'm here: to recruit sorcerer's for Maleficent's team."

"Please keep all buisness matters until after the party," Destane said wagging his finger, "Let the jolly spirite of celebration be kept amongst the society! I'll have my apprentice bring you a glass of wine. Mozenrath! Bring Jafar out a glass of red wine!"

However, there came no response. Destane's jolly attitude began to dissolve as anger and frustration took its place.

"Wretched boy is probably off playing with that blast eel of his," Destane said to Jafar as he then began to shout, "MOZENRATH! GET IN HERE AT ONCE!"

A young man no older than twenty with pale skin and long black hair ran into the room.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry," he said apologetically while his voice showed that he was obviously exhausted from running, "I came as fast I could."

Destane backhanded Mozenrath across the face and knocked him to the ground.

"Wretched boy," Destane said angrily at Mozenrath, "If you take one more break off work, I will personally skin that flying fish of yours. Now get back to your job and fetch Jafar a glass of wine. GO!"

Mozenrath wiped a trickle of blood from his nose as he stood up.

"Yes. Master."