WARNING: I DO NOT OWN LOST IN OZ OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.
Trapped in a painting, Langwidere grunted in anger. She almost succeeded avenging her family's legacy and conquering Oz, but Dorothy and her friends challenged Langwidere to battle, then her niece West joined them. West's connection and friendship with Dorothy gave her control of her power, the powers of her great, great grandmother, the original Wicked Witch of the West and defeated Langwidere.
In shock of West's power, Langwidere fell on a portal and transferred in a painting Smith made to keep her from hurting everyone. Langwidere ended up trapped in the painting forever.
Once her older sister Cyra was turned into a onement by Kaliko the Shadow Nome, West was sad over it, thinking that nothing can change her mother back. But Langwidere beckoned her, luring her to manipulated her to set her free. But when Dorothy and her friends stopped West from freeing Langwidere, West used her inner power to turn Cyra back to normal.
Langwidere was so close to be free from her prison. Then noises that sounded like cackles were heard.
"Who's there? What do you want from me?" Langwidere demanded.
"Did you forget about us, Langwidere?" two voices of witches were heard.
"Show yourselves!" Langwidere demanded.
"Ooh, giving your elders of our family orders now, are you?"
The voices cackled until a mass of smoke appeared in front of Langwidere. The smoke split and morphed into two ghostly wicked witches. One witch had green skin, a long nose and chin with both warts, long bony hands, had long shaggy hair, bushy eyebrows, and wore a black dress and robe with a pointed hat that almost resembled the Devil's horns.
The second one had normal skin, a long nose and chin with both warts, bony hands, and a coffee-coloured hair in a bun. She wore a dark red dress with long silver sleeves with red puffs on the shoulders, a black V-neck collar attached to a long black cape, a black pointed hat, and black and white striped stockings.
Langwidere was shocked as she knew who the two witches were.
"The Wicked Witches of the East and West." she said in surprise.
"What did you expect? Our brother, the Jester?" the Wicked Witch of the West cackled.
"Now, this is a family reunion." the Wicked Witch of the East cackled.
"But, you're dead. Great Grandmother, you melted when Dorothy Gale the First threw that bucket of water at you. and Great, Great Aunt, her house fell on you and crushed you." Langwidere said.
The Witch of the East's face turned red in anger since her relative mention how she died.
"Oh, WOW! You had to bring that up, huh?!"
"Calm yourself, sister. Our spirits came from the Netherworld of Oz, because of you." said the Witch of the West.
"Me?" Langwidere was surprised.
"Your vengeance on the Gales, and your lust for power granted your wish; to have the family you wanted. The two of us were able to rise from the Netherworld and return to Oz. We've noticed time has changed since our deaths at the hands of that wretched brat, very, as Earth say… modern."
"Back in our day, we enslaved the Winkies and Munchkins to our will, until SHE came along and ruined it all. But now, that we're back, we're gonna scare the daylight outta them, and make those suckers pay." the East Witch said.
"But why come to me? I failed to avenge your legacy." Langwidere said.
"You haven't failed us, yet. You're still my favourite great granddaughter. You've got my desire for ultimate power and conquest over Oz." the West Witch said. "We'd never leave you, unlike the black sheep of our family. Your sister Cyra, and her wretched daughter who disgraced my title of West."
"If my great, great grandchild is named East, and turned good, I'd be very angry." said the Witch of the East.
"That Glinda and those Gales are to blame for running us." the Witch of the West said. "We must destroy them all, and everyone and everything they cared about."
"But, how? We're trapped in this painting. I'll go mad if I stay here for at least six years." Langwidere said.
"Let us take care of that." the Wicked Witch of the West said before holding hands with her sister and great granddaughter.
The two Witches chanted an ancient spell from their old days before their deaths.
"Satan of Hell, great Unholy Deity, burn this prison and set us free."
The inside of the painting was burning. Langwidere was shocked at first, but a portal was opened. The three witches went through the portal out of the burning painting.
"I'm free." Langwidere said in surprise. "But that was old magic."
"That's also how we did it back in our day, even without those modern crystals." the Wicked Witch of the East said. "Now, first things first. We're getting my ruby slippers, and our own bodies back."
"The legendary ruby slippers?" Langwidere asked "Where are they?"
"At that Munchkin Farm. It used to be the Treasury of Oz until that fake Wizard destroyed it." the West Witch said.
"The Wizard of Oz himself? Why?" Langwidere asked.
"We don't know. Maybe he's afraid we might come back to steal the treasures from Oz. Doesn't matter why. The only objects with special connections with us are the ruby slippers, and my broomstick." said the Witch of the West.
"And I've got a surprise for you that might be there, sister." the East Witch said with a grin.
"Now, that I'm free, I'll make you very proud, and those fools pay." Langwidere determined.
"Once you do, the Wicked Witches of the East and West shall have their revenge." the Wicked Witch of the West said before cackling.
Her sister joined her laughter of wickedness, and Langwidere stand there with just a smile. The two Wicked Witches cackled loudly in the room.
They're baaaaack!