It was late one night when Alcina was found talking with someone, or much rather having a go at someone.

"Give her back!" a man was yelling.

"I will never give in to your demands!" she snapped back only to receive a stab wound.

With a sharp hiss, she pulled the blade free to then throw Ethan to the floor. He landed with a painful thud.

"Girls!" she called out.

The three came quickly upon their mothers call, all looking between him and their mother.

"Take him to the dungeon," she glared down upon him. "I have something to take care of."

The three got to work on dragging Ethan to the dungeon while Alcina disappeared from sight.

"Ethan will not ruin anything!" she vowed as she now entered her room in order to phone a certain someone.

She wasn't very happy about getting the word of Ethan's escape out once again.

"Mother Miranda. Ethan is becoming quite the problem!"

"Then you know what to do," came the stern reply.

Yes, she did know what to do. But could she?

"Well?" Miranda now asked, as gunshots were now heard.

"I understand the importance of the ritual and I will sort him out myself," Alcina frowned at her reflection, ignoring what was going off in the background.

"Good, I will await you."

Alcina couldn't help but swallow her nerves now. Quickly standing, she headed out.

"Let him go," she told the three as they all looked to her.

She could see they were now slightly wounded due to Ethan finding a weakness.

"But mother?"

"I'll sort him out," she smiled.

She gave them a hug before heading out to go face Mother Miranda.

"You are my last hope," the woman glared at her. "Don't fuck this up!"

"You'd be no better yourself," Alcina gave a glare back at her.

"Watch your tongue," she warned before gesturing to the man walking over to them.

"Give me back my daughter!" Ethan yelled at her.

Alcina gave him a glare too. "You won't be seeing her ever again."

Her hands now cracked and shifted, fingers extending, claws forming. Horns grew out from the back of her head. She grunted and groaned loudly as she leaned forwards, her back tore open and out sprang a large set of leathery wings spraying blood across the path. Her dress tore with the strain as scales started to form on her skin. She fell to her hands and knees, her face now stretching out, jaws lining with a long razor sharp fangs, the longest the size of Ethan and Chris' legs. Her legs shifted form too, matching that of her body.

"You're ruining everything!" she snarled as her body finally took form of that of a large dragon.

She let out an ear splitting roar, which was followed by a burst of flames.

"I will kill you!" she growled. "Swallow you whole! I will leave nothing of you!"

Alcina roared, swiping her long clawed fore foot out at Ethan, but he dodged and unloaded his gun on her. She didn't quite take kindly to being shot at and caught him on the leg.

"I will kill you!" she snarled.

The fight went on for what seemed like hours before Alcina finally dropped to the floor, her large head following after her body, crashing heavily to the floor, breathing slowing down.

"Where is she?" Ethan screamed at her.

She let out a chuckle, smoke escaping her with her last breath. "You'll never get her back."

And with that she closed her eyes.

"Fuck!" Ethan snarled as he moved on.

xXx

Little did he know, but given time Alcina pulled herself up and reverted back to her normal self. It had taken some effort, but once she'd made it back to the castle, she collapsed to then have her daughters take care of her.