The Magical Quest

This wasn't good at all. It seemed as if everything was over now. How could two mice, a duck and a dog defeat a giant spider? As if this wasn't bad enough, they were all caught in its web, so they couldn't escape either.

As the spider closed in, Mickey let out a disappointed sigh and said, "Well, guys, I guess this is it," then looking down, he let down a tear. He had failed to save his best friend.

Goofy simply chuckled and replied, "Ahyuck, it's not over yet!" then holding up the hand with the ring on it, he shouted, "We got our magic ringies!"

Everyone paused, even the spider now frozen with fear, watching in anticipation only for nothing to happen. Goofy started to shake it, grumbling while once again, the ring did nothing. But why? Why wasn't it changing his form?

"Why isn't it working!" Minnie asked, then looking at her own ring, she let out a sigh and said, "Mine won't work either."

The spider got bored of waiting and turned itself around, shooting thread around the jester, trapping him in a sac made of web. The others started to panic while the spider walked toward Goofy, opening its mouth while the jester gulped.

Then it hit Minnie. What if the rings' power was limited? What if they weren't working because they had been used recently? This meant only Mickey and Donald could use them now, and luckily, their hands were at least free and Minnie was close to them.

"Quick, Mickey, Donald, put these on!" she exclaimed, forcing a ring around each one's finger as both glowed. As the bright light shone, the mouse and duck felt a great change within them. As the light faded, both were wearing entirely different outfits.

Mickey was now dressed in a red outfit, pants, jacket and all. Along with that, he also sported a yellow cape and a pair of golden Arabian shoes, and to top it all off, he had on his head a turban with a red gemstone in the middle.

Donald's look was a lot different as rather than wearing an elegant outfit, he instead had a large barrel covering his body. Atop his head was the most interesting of war helmets... a cooking pot! But in his hand, he held quite possibly the most interesting of weapons! That, folks, was a fairly large yellow and red mallet.

Mickey looked at his hands, feet and back as he laughed, "Wow, those rings really do contain magical properties."

"Yeah!" Donald replied excitedly, a proud smile on his face as Mickey, Minnie, Goofy and the spider, who halted his meal just for this moment, stared at the duck.

Neither one of them could help him/herself. All four of them broke out into hysterics as Donald growled asking, "What's so funny?" then noticed the mallet, looking down and seeing he was wearing nothing but a barrel. The duck's face turned red as he whined, "Why can't I have a cool look?"

But that didn't matter right now. The spider had snapped out of its laughing fit as it opened its mouth again, ready to devour Goofy. But Mickey wouldn't stand for this. Much like Minnie and Goofy, it seemed as if his abilities had just come to him by instinct as he charged up energy in his finger, firing a shot of magic into the spider's face, sending it flying into the wall, the spider cringing in pain.

Goofy whistled and said, "Gorsh," as the spider regained focus, shaking the pain off of its head. Mickey's eyes widened as he sent blast after blast, but having not charged up his magic this time around, his magic wasn't quite as strong this time around as it only dealt minor pain to the arachnid.

However, Donald wasn't going to stand for this. Cool look or no cool look, he couldn't sit back and do nothing. With that in mind, the duck crouched down, his entire body sinking into the barrel. Before anyone could question this, Donald proceeded to tilt himself over on his side. It seemed as if the barrel was immune to the web's material because it rolled easily across the web, only even picking up the silk that made it.

Once Donald was close enough, he rose up out of the barrel and planted his mallet hard into the spider's head, the bug grimacing as Mickey noticed the spider standing a slight bit away from the others, and with Donald able to move across the web, what was stopping the mouse now?

As such, Mickey charged up all the magic he had left, sending a burst of light towards one of the spider's feet. The beast saw this coming and lifted up its foot, the magic blast missing and putting a hole in the web instead.

Mickey smiled proudly while Minnie stared at the male mouse with a look of confusion, the mouse pointing as the spider placed its leg back down, the leg falling through the hole the magic blast had created. Donald saw this as a perfect opportunity, beating the spider over the head repeatedly with his mallet under the web started to open up, the spider soon falling through the now large hole.

Goofy simply looked down and chuckled, "Ahyuck! Clever," and waited for twenty seconds until all four could hear a loud thud. Just imagine if they had been the ones to land down there.

However, all four were rather confused when they saw a ghost that resembled a fat cat rising up from where the spider had landed, but that didn't matter right now. The point was that they needed to get out of this pit now. Perhaps the hole the spider had entered from led to a way out.

Of course, there was the fact that only Donald could move across the web right now. As such, he pried the others off of the web as all four headed through the hole, Goofy being carried by Mickey.

Meanwhile, Ingo had returned to the castle, a look of fear in his eyes. He sighed and looked at the ground, slowly making his way into the castle. Without his wings, he couldn't fly in like he often did.

"Oh, he's going to kill me," the imp said to himself, walking down the hallway, the guards all giving him an army salute, some secretly laughing at the fact that he had nothing on.

The demon eventually entered the throne room where he saw Pete sitting on his throne, one of the guards exiting the room where Pluto was being held. Upon seeing his trusted general, Pete smiled and said, "Well, Ingo, you finished the job rather quickly, didn't you?"

Ingo looked down with shame and shook his head, Pete covering his face with his left hand and groaning, "They beat you again, didn't they?"

Ingo let out a sigh and replied, "It wasn't them this time. Turns out the princess and the court jester showed are looking for the dog as well. See, I figured I could kidnap them, then those two peasants would turn themselves in, but they ended up overpowering me."

Pete's eye twitched, Ingo embracing himself as the king sighed, got up from his chair, glared angrily at his general and spat, "YOU LOST TO THE PRINCESS AND A FOOL!"

Ingo trembled in terror, shouting, "But you don't understand, sire! They had these magic rings that gave them super powers or something! I almost had them!" then noticing Pete still angry, the demon added, "THEY BURNT MY MAN DRESS!"

"ENOUGH!" Pete retorted, grabbing Ingo by the throat before taking a deep breath, placing the demon down while Ingo held his neck, the king saying, "Well, it doesn't really matter. I still have my demons. Although I must say, Ingo, I am highly disappointed in you."

A tear fell down the imp's face upon hearing this as the king continued, "I expected so much better from my future successor. I was originally going to make you the ere to the throne."

Ingo's eyes went wide at the sound of this, his jaw dropped while the king added, "But it seems you're just not capable of handling such a task. I'm afraid you're just going to have to sit this next one out."

Ingo gritted his teeth, trying his hardest to suppress his anger. It wasn't as if the demon hadn't tried. He couldn't take it anymore.

With that, he glared at Pete and snapped, "YOU KNOW WHAT! IF YOU'RE SO GREAT, WHY DON'T YOU GO AND DEAL WITH THEM INSTEAD, HUH!"

Pete's eyes went wide while the demon continued, "Sure, you summon the demons to attack them, but you're still not doing anything to help! You're still relying on others to do the job for you! Why? Because you're a fat, lazy cat who can't do a thing for himself!"

The king was spellbound as the demon added, "What's more is that you're stupid! There, I said it! You are an imbecile! Oh yeah, and Peteland! THAT'S THE STUPIDEST NAME I'VE EVER HEARD IN MY LIFE!"

Ingo breathed heavily as Pete blinked, unsure of how to react to this. Could what the demon said be true?

Ingo wiped some sweat off of his forehead placing his hands against his mouth, then lowering them he let out a weak, "Sorry, your highness. I have no idea what came over me."

"Oh, it's alright," Pete replied, patting the demon on the shoulder, "Everyone has a bad day. Unfortunately, you're still unfit to be a leader of any sort."

"What are you saying, your majesty?" Ingo replied as Pete stated, "I'm saying you've been demoted, pal," Ingo's eyes going wide, tears running down his eyes while the king continued, "You will no longer be my second-in-command, but rather one of the royal guards. You're about at their level in terms of fighting abilities. It only seems fit."

The imp bit his lip, trying his hardest not to cry right now. It would have been degrading to let loose a series of waterworks in front of the king, after all. As if the demotion couldn't have been any worse, Pete used his magic to replace Ingo's look with a run-down one. Now Ingo had greasy short hair atop his head and was wearing a soldier's outfit. To a peasant, this would have been a dubious honour, but for a general, this was the biggest disgrace of all.

"You may leave now," Pete said, signalling Ingo out of the room as the demon clung onto the king's leg shouting, "YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! I'VE BEEN YOUR GENERAL FOR FIVE YEARS!"

"Sorry," Pete replied, shrugging, "Them's the breaks, kid," as Ingo released his grip on the king, slowly exiting the room.

As he sulked down the hallway, many guards stared at him, refusing to believe that was Ingo they were looking at right now. Even they couldn't believe that he had been demoted. While they may not all have liked him, they knew he was a much better fighter than they were.

As Ingo made his way into his sleeping quarters, he let out a sigh and lay on his bed, looking up at the ceiling and saying, "One minute you're way up there with the greatest of men. The next it's all over, what can you do then? You're at the top of the world, and then everything falls."

Taking a deep breath, he let down a tear adding, "You can try your hardest. It's hopeless all-in-all."

With that, the demon got up from his bed and opened the door, once again walking slowly down the hallway with his head down saying, "I worked really hard," one of the guards adding, "He really did so," Ingo stating, "I did try my best," another guard nodding and saying, "He really did his best."

"Only to lose it all and end up one of the rest!" Ingo exclaimed, a look of anger in his eyes before he sighed and looked down sighing, "What if Mom or my dad saw where I am right now? How could I explain? Oh, lord, tell me how?"

With that, the demon entered the storage room for the rest of his battle gear that Pete hadn't provided him with, only to notice something. It was Pete's book of spells, sitting right there, unguarded. Ingo didn't need to think twice. He quickly ran over to it, opening it up and flipping through the pages, noticing the transformation spell. But he couldn't perform magic, could he? Well, it was worth a try.

The demon cleared his throat and held his arms up, citing the words on the paper as a light surrounded him. As the light faded, he now had a silver crown atop his head and a large metal hammer in hand. He also had green bottoms like the ones the Native ancestors used for combat back in the old days. What's more was that his body was now red as he laughed wickedly.

With that, he ran down the hallway, the guards all watching him run by with looks of hope on their faces as the imp shouted, "He'll have no reason to look down on me! The ere to the throne is what I'm meant to be!"

Then exiting the castle, a group of bats flew around him while he yelled to the heavens, "Once I've proven my worth, King Pete will kiss my feet! I will never go down, I will never be beat!"

Then with that, the demon took off into the night, now more ready than ever to face Mickey and his friends. He wasn't going to let Pete down again.