Everything was a giant green blur, spinning around and around. It all seemed like a bad dream.

Finally, everyone fell to solid ground awfully hard. Before Wicca had a chance to get up, she felt a pair of legs fall on her topped off with the body of another person. Every person fell together in one big pile.

"Whoa! Are you alright, Apple?!" asked Leo. He had landed on Apple. "I didn't mean to land on you."

Apple looked up. Her eyes locked with Leo's eyes. "I'm fine, Leo. I'm...fine." The princess said, blushing. The two deeply stared at each other.

"Hello?! Can we break down this dogpile please?!" Wicca's voice called from the pile. "Somebody's foot is in my eye!"

The gang of fairytale friends got off one another. Wicca looked around Oz. The sky was filled with dark clouds that covered the usual bright and blue sky. She also noticed some nearby houses were dilapidated or completely destroyed. "Looks like this new witch really made herself at home."

"I know. It's awful!" Gilda said, her hands over her aching heart.

"So, how did this witch take over West Castle?" asked Wicca. "The flying monkey guards should have stopped her!"

Gilda shrugged. "Beats me. First, she took over Oz Academy and made it her own. But when she found out about West Castle, a villain's home with no villain inside, she took off! But not before covering the school with thorny vines and made it a home for her goblins and fire breathing dragon!"

"Yikes!" said Apple. She noticed that Wicca had her hand over her eye. "Uh, Wicca? What are you doing?"

"Shhh." Wicca shushed the princess.

"She's using her all-seeing eye." said Raven. "Give her some silence."

With her all-seeing eye, Wicca was able to see her beloved family castle. She saw West Castle, a dark and imposing structure that symbolized the power of evil. The witch immediately saw something out of the ordinary.

A forest of thorny trees, brambles, and vines surrounded the castle, shielding the entrance. Wicca saw the flying monkey guards, but they were all unconscious and locked in the castle dungeon. Their replacements were green and warty goblins that were ten feet tall and had huge muscles to boot. In their hand was a either a magic staff or a spiky flail with their own shield.

Wicca focused more so she could see the new wicked witch. Her eye saw a hooded figure in her mother's throne room...sitting on her mother's throne! Sure, Wicca's mother wasn't a queen, but she was more powerful than any prissy ruler wearing a crown. She deserved her own throne.

Suddenly, a sharp sting hit Wicca's eye and she fell over. She yelped in shock and pain.

"WICCA!" Gilda rushed to help her cousin. "What happened?!"

"Something shut off my eye!" Wicca groaned, rubbing her sore eye. "Okay, we're dealing with a pro here! This witch is powerful enough to block out my eye, preventing me from spying on her. Alright, we have no choice but to take down that witch. But to do that, we're going to need reinforcements."

"Hayley, does your dad have an army to back us up?" asked Leo.

Hayley stared off into the distance.

"Hayley!" Wicca slapped the scarecrow upside the head.

"Whoa! Sorry, guys. Been thinking about..." She blinked. "Something again. And nope, the witch took over Emerald City too. Knocked out all the citizens, guards, and my dad with some kind of sleeping spell."

"Same for the forest." said Leo. "My dad and all the animals are knocked out to."

"Sleeping spell?" Wicca's mind trailed back to the flying monkeys. They were all asleep. "So, the witch brought an entourage of goblins and a dragon then used a sleeping spell to make sure nobody stands in her way. Genius."

"You think that's genius?" Coral asked her roommate. It was odd to see the most vile student at Ever After High praise someone else's evil deed.

"Of course. When you're taking over a kingdom, there's no room for error. Which means we have to make sure there's no room for error too. We're going to need reinforcements. And a lot of them."

"And for once, I actually agree with you." said Daphne. "We'll have to make it to my safe house."

"Safe house?" asked Leo.

"Yeah, the safe house where I keep all my witch hunting supplies. It's how the gang and I were able to escape the witch's wrath." She gave an icy glance to Wicca. "You know, in case evil, undeserving witches try to take over our beloved home."

Everyone fearfully waited for Wicca to snap and turn Daphne into a frog or a newt, but the witch was cool as ice magic and shrugged off Daphne's words. "Hey, at least it's not me that's taken over Oz. You should be grateful."

"Grateful?!" snapped Daphne.

Wicca grinned. "Sure, if it was me, I would turn all the dimwitted citizens of Oz into statues! Then I would use them to decorate my castle." She tossed her hair. "That's way better than any sleeping spell." She poked Daphne's forehead with her green fingertip. "You and your dumb mom would make a nice bird bath."

Daphne was about to chew the hex out of Wicca. Luckily, Raven broke the two apart. "Guys! Hocus focus here! We got to get to the safe house!"

"I'll go myself!" Daphne insisted.

"But what if the place is already taken over?!" Raven said. "You can't go alone! I'm coming with you!"

Daphne backed away from Raven. "Hey! I don't need any witch's help! I can get things done all by myself!" She adjusted her gauntlets. "Besides, there's a magical barrier surrounding the safe house. Keeping any dark magic out of it. So, you witches are on your own."

"But-"

"But nothing!" Daphne lifted her leg up and aimed her boot it at Raven. "Unless you want these magic shoes right up your-"

Ashlynn suddenly squealed and grabbed Daphne by her shoe, causing the witch hunter to loose balance and fall. "Oh my fairy godmother! These shoes are gorgeous!" This was true. Daphne's boots were quite stunning. They were silver combat boots decorated with green emeralds.

"Get your mits off my boot!" Daphne yelled as she shook Ashlynn off her leg. "What is wrong with you people?!"

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

A loud, horrid screeching sound like a train whistle made everyone cover. Tinothy had made that ear-splitting noise explode from the funnel on his head. A gush of steam blew out of the end of his funnel. He eventually stopped and angrily put his hands on his chest. "Listen you skin bags. We have a crisis on our hands and you're fighting each other and NOT the evil witch that's taken over Oz! Which is the reason why we came here! To band TOGETHER in order to stop her!"

"The Rust Bucket's right. We need to work together." said Hayley. "I think I have an idea. Raven, Coral, Ginger, and Wicca. You may not be able to enter the safe house, but you can still protect us. You can cover us while we go to the safe house. Once we have the proper tools, we begin phase two."

"What's phase two?" asked Leo.

"I'll tell you when we get to the safe house." Hayley replied. "We've got no time to waste. Gilda, you're in charge of transportation. Bubble us to the sky."

Gilda gave a salute. "You got it!" She tapped her chin. "In fact, there's something I've always wanted to try." She opened her mouth and blew her bubbles. But instead of several bubbles, Gilda blew and blew to form one humongous bubble in the shape of a jet! "Ta-daaaaa! What do you think?!"

Everyone was in awe, even Wicca!

"Nice, Gilda! This will get us there in no time!" Daphne climbed up the steps and took a seat. The rest of the gang piled inside. Gilda looked and saw her cousin still staring in awe. "What's wrong, Wicca?"

Wicca picked up her jaw. "Nothing." She scoffed. "I don't need to take this overgrown spit bubble. I've got my broom." She snapped her fingers and her broom appeared. "I'm going to my castle and crush that witch myself!"

But Gilda put a hand on her cousin's shoulder before she could take off. "Wicca, I know you don't like mingling with do-gooders. But this is a time where we have to put our differences aside and stick together. There's strength in numbers...and as powerful as you are, you're going to need those numbers to back you up."

Wicca stood in silence as Gilda smiled at her. "What do you say you give that broom a rest and come fly with us?"

Wicca looked at her broom, then at Gilda. Her green eyes traveled to her friends in the jet. "Come on, Wicca!" Raven called, waving over to Wicca. "It's time to save Oz!"

Seeing Raven, a sorceress who was just as powerful as her, made Wicca think. Raven was indeed powerful, but she was willing to go with a ragtag bunch of wannabe heroes to stop the witch.

But then again, these wannabes did have some skills of their own. Maybe they will come in handy.

With a snap of her fingers, Wicca made her broom disappear. "Let's go!" She dashed up the bubble staircase as Gilda followed. Gilda hopped into the pilot's bubble seat.

"Hold on, cuz!" Wicca pointed at her cousin and a green flash later, Gilda was wearing a pink pilot's hat.

Everyone stared at Wicca blankly.

Wicca shrugged. "Every pilot needs one."

Gilda's face slowly grew into a look of spirited confidence. She took her seat, buckled up, and adjusted her new pilot's hat. "Prepare for takeoff!"

Once her hands grabbed the controls, the jet took off with incredible speed, leaving a trail of glitter and bubbles behind.