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[LN] Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble

Upon arrival to Burgess, the others found themselves in the middle of a mess. Children all wandering towards the witches' cabin in the woods, surrounding by a magical dome that didn't let in any adults, the adults all wandering towards the party at the local community college, where the adults were under a spell meant to cause them to dance themselves to death.

The songs, fortunately, had stopped by the time they arrived, but with all the kids inside the dome and all the adults entranced at the party, they had to find some other way to break the spells aside from brute force.

Which meant killing the witches.

Fortunately they had time - at least according to the talking cat that appeared when they tried to break into the dome, claiming to be an enemy of the witches. Apparently peeking inside meant he saw that the spell was draining the life from Jack and the other young myths because they had a surplus of it as myths. Jack in particular had a ton of life energy due to his long unlife and the belief the kids had in him, and it meant that it'd take a long time for the spell to drain the life from all the kids to kill them. It was sucking them all dry, but while Jack bore the brunt of the spell, and then the other myth children that were part of the team next, all of the kids would live.

Until he rain dry. Once he was nearly tapped, the other myths kids all would run close to empty, too, and then the mortal children - and they'd all die at the same time.

Which mean they all had a very important task to accomplish - alone. Other than the team members that had shown up, backup from the Pole wasn't coming, since all the others were out dealing with putting out other fires around the world or not ready to leave the Pole and fight yet.

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Unfortunately for them all, the witches had split up in various places around town as their spell was left to brew in their cabin, and Kuk had apparently lent them a buddy to help complicate things.

"Go!" Raph cried to the others as the horseman had approached. He and Korra had opted to stay to fight the stupid thing. "Korra and I will hold him off! The rest of you take out the witches!"

He whipped out his sais.

"Hated this stupid movie..."

But instead of fighting it in a 18th century town like in the movie, they were going to have to face the thing in the busted up, industrial part of town in Burgess. At least that was a little more...urban a setting for a fight, something a little more to his liking.

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"Aren't they all dumb, though?" Korra shrugs, following Raph's lead and barging forward. She makes a careful, quick stomp down to the ground to try and yank up a chunk of the ground, and...

...well, she makes a small bulge in the asphalt, and promptly stumbles forward as if she'd just lost her grip on something before turning around to gawk at the bump.

"What the heck is this road made of?!"

"Asphalt and rocks. Asphalt is - it's like oil stuff. Uh, geez. Like coal? Do you have coal, where you're from? It's not pure rock but there should be rocks underneath or mixed in."

The horseman was just standing there up the street, not riding yet.

"What is he doing? He's just looking at us." A pause. "You know, figuratively."

For once, he didn't just run in and attack, especially since it seemed like he was just waiting for it, finally having learned a think or two about just charging in. Sometimes he remembered not to do it.

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"Mixed in, huh? So it's like metalbending," Korra answers, though mostly to herself as she reaches again, and with a slight bit of effort this time, rips a chunk out of the road. She grins, then turns to lob it at the horseman. "Well, if there's an opportunity, may as well jump on it!"

Korra, unlike Raphael, did not wear her thinking cap tonight. Kids and allies were in danger!

Raph wasn't about to go running into it. First, he watched and waited as the chunk of road was hurled at the horseman -

- and then through him. It went through him like he was a ghost and he still sat there on his mount, untouched. Raph's eyes went wide.

"Thaaaat's not good."

The horseman then pulled out the Colt M4A1 assaullt rifle from where it was slung over his shoulder.

"Not just not good! Bad! Definitely bad!" he yelled, running over to Korra and tackling her behind a dumpster as the gunfire started, ricochets pinging wildly around them. "He has guns! Why does he have guns?!"

"Ooof!" Korra tumbles with the turtle, looking a bit frustrated but ultimately alright. She shrugs at his question. "I don't know! I've learned to stop questioning malevolent spirits and how they do stuff, the important thing is stopping him!"

She leans back on the dumpster, flinching every few seconds when a round pings the ground too close. "If he can phase like that... going in headfirst isn't gonna work out. We need to catch him off-guard."

One way, perhaps, to catch him off guard was for a third party to enter the fray at unexpected speeds without seeming to care much about the bullets.

There's a sort of crackling sound from behind them right before a red-and-teal blur flashes past them and comes to a halt just shy of the horseman, letting off a spray of energy as it stops that, for a moment, causes the horseman's horse to stumble back, and the horsemn himself to pause and waver in a way that would probably mean he was shaking his head to clear it. If he... had a head.

Once stopped, the blur reveals itself to be a woman in her 20s with short red hair, an oversized leather jacket over a tattered ballgown, and a large teal... sword. Thing. It looks more like the inner circuitry of a USB drive than a sword, and it doesn't seem to have a sharpened edge, and it's almost as large as she is.

Red has no idea where she and the Transistor have ended up, but this seemed potentially deadly enough for the teenage girl and... whatever the green guy was... that she felt getting involved before getting her bearings was probably the right choice.

She jumps back as soon as she's come to a full stop, tactically retreating so she can actually figure out what's happening now that the initial gunspray was interrupted, and glances over at the kids behind the dumpster and jerks a head toward the horseman.

He's already on the verge of recovering, so they've only got moments to launch any sort of surprise attack.

"Who...?"

He had no idea who this person was or where they came from, but they seemed to be on their side.

Raph shrugged.

"I'll take it," he said, making one quick glance out to get a grasp on the situation and running out. Before he even got out of their hiding spot, he was already throwing a handful of ninja stars, that all hit their mark, thunking into the horseman's chest and shoulders, making him stagger back.

"You and me both," Korra answers Raph - the new person and their weird weapon are unexpected, but certainly not unwelcome. With the assistance of some air-boosts, Korra flips herself over the dumpster, and lands with a heavy impact in a punching-the-ground position. She causes a faint crater impression, and does her best to cause a sinkhole under the horseman.

Her attempt simply causes uneven terrain, however, since asphalt and concrete don't quite behave like normal earth. Still useful, however.

"Keep him off-balance!"

Off-balance is something Red can attempt, if nothing else. She nods, though she doubts the girl will notice, and only slightly stumbles when Korra bends the asphalt.

She slams the Transistor down, sending a burst of energy at the horseman, then follows it up with a ricocheting energy ball. It occurs to her that she probably shouldn't have done the ricochet the moment after she fires it off, and ends up having to plaster herself to the ground in order to avoid her own attack.

Whoops. Sorry!

The man kept staggering back but it wasn't to last for long.

The inky specter of a ghostly horse ran out in front of him, temporarily blocking him from their attacks, absorbing whatever they aimed his way.

That meant they couldn't even touch him but it also meant they had a moment's reprieve as well.

Raph ran for a nearby fire hydrant, striking hard with his sai to knock off the cap so that it started gushing water into the road.

"Korra, can you use your bendy thing to make fog?"

He knew she could do things with water but not the full extent of it and he had an idea...

Korra does miss the nod, but she does catch the (partially) backfired attack. "Hey, if it works..." she says mostly to herself with a shrug.

And then, there was water. Lots of it. And Raph yelling an idea about fog. That, she could do. Her form was a little rough compared to some waterbending, but it was more about efficiency than anything. Pull up a mass of water, and then shift its state, engulfing the area in a hazy mist, mostly directed at their headless friend.

...hopefully his lack of a head wouldn't backfire against them.

That was... not actually anything Red had anticipated, but she appreciates the cover. She's not sure it'll matter if he has no head, but they can hope!

And if it doesn't work out, she's crouched and building up her energy to dart in again.

Also this tag is not over a month old, you're imagining things.

The witch Mary Sanderson's trail of destruction had been easy to track to the nearby Burgess public library, but when the two entered it was terribly quiet.

A little too quiet, even for a library.

Like something was lying in wait for them.

The library itself was in an ancient historical building that'd had renovations, an extra floor, and additions added to it, and its musty shelves created plenty of places where the witch could be hiding.

"A library."

Nageki's voice was very soft, barely above a warble, as they stepped into the building. Though to be fair, he's just generally soft-spoken, even when they're not on a mission.

"Of course it's a library."

And of course he's been paired with a cat to go to the library. He could have probably just sit down between the shelves and started reading, reading and reading and more reading after dealing with a poorly stocked school library for years.

But that's not what they were here for. People were dying, and now wasn't the time to space off with a book.

"I can search above." Already, he spread his wings, getting ready to flap. "I will stay in sight."

Meowth frowns and scratches his chin with one tiny claw. "Why's it got to be books? I can read, but I don't know about boids."

Meowth has less interest in this place, and this mission, than Nageki does. He's absorbed everything that the older myths have told him, and to tell the truth it all sounds like they're pulling his leg about how awful everything's getting. So someone kidnapped the Sandman - big whoop?

But killing kids? That's a bit extreme, even by Team Rocket standards. Meowth waddles on his hind legs and grabs a book from the shelf. "I'll take this one. It looks like it has lots of pictures."

A fell wind blew through the library, ruffling the pages of many of the books, low and terrible whispers running in an undercurrent on the breeze.

A chortling, snorting laugh echoed all throughout the library.

"Oh, Winnie is going to be so proud of me when I get rid of you!"

There was a sudden sound of stampeding animals, and around the corner, rushing towards Meowth, surged a whole farm's worth of animals.

"Two legs good, four legs bad!" the animals cried out, and the pig at the front yelled, "Forward, comrades! Show no mercy!"

They'd tracked one of the witches to a graveyard not far from the cabin. Naturally. Of course it was a graveyard.

In fact it was the graveyard that the Sanderson sisters had appeared in when the candle was lit, bursting free from new graves formed by story.

Nico and Trixie had only the light of the moon to guide them.

The graveyard was definitely ancient. Some of the graves in the place had to be from colonial times, some so worn there were no names visible, but the mausoleums and later graves suggested it'd be been used up until at least the early 1900s.

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Heels as high as Nico's weren't generally recommended for a night time stroll through a graveyard, but Nico wasn't letting that stop her. Of course, the mood she was in, not much would.

Molly was in danger. And if Nico had to hunt a witch to fix that, Nico was going to drive that witch to the ground like a dog.

As cool as working with a My Little Pony was, Trixie had just better be able to keep up.

Trixie was apprehensive about the creepy graveyard, but she was hardly about to let one of these weird two legs show her up on their first big mission.

Moving around a headstone she scurried to keep up, her pointed hat cutting a path around the monuments making it easy to not lose her in the dark. Her matching cape fluttered gently behind her.

"Slow down!" She hissed not daring to raise her voice. "For all we know she could be expecting us!"

"That's not going to save her," Nico hissed back. But she did slow down, just a little. It'd be better for Molly if they went into this with a plan, after all.

"What's your speciality with your powers right now?"

It took an absurd amount of willpower for Trixie not to boast loud and proud about her powers.

"Trixie is the premiere pony of prestidigitation. lights and illusion bend to Trixie's will. Ropes dance and colors shift at my whim and clouds of smoke and blackness obscure Trixie's comings and goings from the prying eyes of her audience."

Which was an incredibly flowery way of saying illusionary spells were her speciality though she had other spells that were less powerful. Hopefully Nico could parse through Trixie's prose.

"And yourself?" She added with emphasized hush in her voice creeping along the scrub grass.

It took Nico a moment to parse what Trixie had said, and another to grit her teeth to keep from snarking about it.

"Obscuring our comings and goings sounds like a good plan here," she said. She hefted the Staff in her hand, the tiny red jewels tinkling softly against the metal ornament on the head. "I can cast any spell, once. Short of raising the dead. But I have to bleed a little for it."

Ugh, great, she was going to traumatize a My Little Pony.

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She had an excellent point, but as Trixie mulled over the possibility a problem came to mind. She was distracted however by the explanation of Nico's powers.

"You...bleed for it?" Her face screwed up in concern.

"But...only a little?"

Still blood magic was some of the darkest magics written of. Trixie had never even seen such magic, only read about it in her quest to overthrow Twilight Sparkle.

Ok, so there were still some questions Fionna had. Why was she here? Why was a witch going all nutso in this creepy butt place? Why was there a flippin' PONY walking around who could talk and do magic?

It was a little unsettling, anyway. After all, there was Lord Monochrome. She expected HIM to have magic and talk though, not a unicorn, let alone a blue one.

"Uh, magic. Riight." Fionna looked at her sword, which paled here, and now she had to make sure these guys knew who she was. "If you can knock her to the ground, I can...mess her up, I guess?"

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A mocking voice came at them from all directions.

"By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes," she called out mockingly. "Not me, of course. Not you, the little pony with the parlor tricks, who wants real power. Not the girl with the sword who reeks of heroism, ptew -" She spat, obviously disgusted with Fionna, almost superstitiously, as if just saying the word 'heroism' tainted her tongue. Clearly, she despised the goodness she sensed in her down to the very marrow of her bones. "How disgusting."

"No, the other one, with that beautiful staff. Sistaaah, why are you wasting your time with these miserable mortal wastes of air? You should be joining us, your fellow witches, especially when that darkness within you, dare I say it, rivals our own. Breathtaking."

Blondie's arrival was officially moved down the list of Nico's problems when the surround-sound picked up. She hefted the Staff of One and narrowed her eyes.

God, she was so sick of people inviting her to the Dark Side of the Force.

"You came here and you stole my sister, you ugly cow," she shouted back. "You let her go and I'll give you a real close look at my pretty staff."

Flattening her nose across her face absolutely counted as a 'real close look'.

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Trixie practically jumped out of her cape and hat at the arrival of their enemy. Her tail bristled and she squared her hooves I'm the soft grass and dirt.

The words stung as they always had. People questioning her talents, calling her a fruad. And while it was true she longed for the kind of power she had only had a taste of, that made her no less angry at the taunting.

"You make a foolish choice in overlooking The Great And Powerful Trixie!" She spat twisting and turning to try and sense where the magic was coming from. They couldn't see her yet but the purple glow in Trixie's horn was seeking out the power.

craving the power~ mocked a voice in her head which she promptly ignored.

So her teammates were different, and that witch noticed it too. One of them WAS a witch: something Fionna was curious about but not freaked over. She tended to work with people and their magic junk all the time. So long as they weren't trying to mess her up and were going after some enemy, a little magics always welcomed. Where Fionna was from, heck, it was necessary.

The unicorn-WELL. Fionna was a professional and wasn't gonna gush over seeing her first unicorn (right now). Prince Bubblegum had sworn up and down that these didn't exist even though Cake told her otherwise. So a unicorn here and being one of her partners was just AWESOME.

As for the witch, who was pretty much flat out saying she though Fionna was gross, the girl gritted her teeth and flexed her hands over the sword.

"Rather be good then some evil coward jerkface in the sky! Come down here and say that stuff!"

Trixie's horn was starting to get a bead on Winifred but she wasn't going to make it easy on them.

"I think not, but there are some miserable souls that want to come up and see you!"

Her cackle filled the air, and then the ground started to tremble, as if something was stirring underneath - and then the first rotting hand shot up through the earth. Then a head.

Yep, zombies. Enjoy those zombies starting to pop out of the ground like daffodils, you three.

Zombies?!

Well, it could be worse. It could be vampires.

"I hope you're good with that sword you're carrying!" Nico called out to the blond girl, backing toward Trixie so that she'd at least have some warning before anything started gnawing on her head. "'Cause it's going to take me a moment or two to work up anything else!"

She slammed the butt of the Staff down on the back of a grasping hand and kicked an emerging head as she bit down on the inside of her cheek to try and draw blood for a spell -- and tried to come up with the wording for it, too.

"Trixie, keep looking for this witch!"

Trixie backed up a few steps till her rear found itself against a tombstone. A decaying hand shot out of the ground wrapping around her leg and she gave a startled shriek bucking up onto her hind legs and dragging the beast out of the ground on accident.

The magic in her horn flickered off for a moment as she panicked and began stomping wildly to try and stuff the undead human back in the ground. Only by luck did she avoid his gnashing teeth before her powerful front legs flattened him back into the churned up soil.

"T-trixie requires some higher ground...elevation to better...scan yes." She babbled in a cowardly stammer as her wild eyes scanned the grave yard and settled on a monument marked by a large stone angel with it's face hidden by it's hands. It seemed to be crying.

Whatever it's sorrow, it would keep Trixie out of reach of the disgusting creatures now stumbling to their feet. In a dash that had been perfected from years of being run out of town by angry rubes Trixie cut a path through the headstones, jumping and dancing around the corpses as they lashed out for her.

Climbing the statue itself would prove a little more difficult given her lack of fingers, but you didn't spend your entire life as a unicorn without learning how to overcome such obstacles. Her hat and horn began to glow with a pinkish almost violet hue causing the hat to lift off her head. A coil of rope like a snake shot from her hats insides to wrap around the upper body of the angel several times before the other end of the rope wound around Trixie. By this time the zombies were surrounding her however and she was suddenly regretting that she'd abandoned the other girls.

Still if they were lucky her flight and panic might have drawn more of the creatures attention.

The rope pulled taught and the blue sorceress scrambled up the side of the statue in an incredibly ungraceful and ridiculous looking manner. She wasn't fast enough however and one of the summoned beasts bit down on the fluff of her tail only to have it's head pop off it's shoulders as she jerked free.

Screaming in fright she flung her tail left and right wildly till the head dislodged and flew into the darkness. If her running hadn't gotten some attention the screaming absolutely would have.

So much for the great and powerful hero she had tried to sound like.

"Don't worry, I gotcha! This isn't the first time I had to deal with zombies!"

Which was true. This was, in fact, the third. Yes, she got infected the last time, but that was only for a little bit and it worked out all right in the end! In the meantime, it looked like she could help her magic folk by showing a little bit of brawn. Fionna has no problem with this. The insults hurled at her by the witch had stung, and her obvious cowardice had done nothing to calm her down.

"Get lost, ugly!" She snarled, ramming her sword into the chest of a few advancing zombies. "Nobody wants your gross guts around, stay in the ground!"

There was no time to give proper aid to the pony, but if she was looking for that witch, she could at least clear a path for the good witch, right? She needed coverage. Fionna was slicing a little more wildly, making sure she was at the forefront of their group: the more attention they paid to her, the less they would for witchy-poo in the back.

While it was important the witches be taken out, the adults at the community college party were in trouble. Crammed in the massive gym hall that the dance was in and spilling out in the halls and surrounds outside, they were all dancing themselves to the point of exhaustion. It wasn't going to be long before the ones with weak hearts and health problems had their hearts give out, and while stopping the witches would save them along with the kids, it wasn't going to happen fast enough to save some of the adults.

Which was why Bunny and Jamie had made for the college - with Thackery Binx in tow - to try to break the spell sooner - before anyone died.

It tore Jamie up to not help the others - especially when his sister and Jack had been lured away - but he had to save his mom, too.

The adults completely ignored Bunny as they ran through the bustling halls, either the spell making them not care that they saw him, or thinking him someone with a very, very good Halloween costume.

"Okay, there has to be something here keeping up the singing," said Jamie. "Some kind of spell, especially if the witches are all in other places."

Once it had become clear that someone was trying to attack her and her sisters, they'd scattered. After all, they were all tremendously powerful in this new world and separating their attackers meant it would be easier to pick them off.

They didn't even need to kill them, after all. All they had to do was hold out until the spell drained the children dry and the longer it went, the more power surged into them.

How fortunate they'd been to find the boy that had been dead and alive all at once and his little mythy friends! The powerful they were drawing from them was much more than what they could draw from the mortal children.

Still, as she was wont to do, Sarah got rather distracted as she meandered through the nearby (now empty) shopping mall.

The Winchesters would maybe possibly have a chance at ambushing her. After all, she was getting pretty preoccupied with shoes.

One second, Cordelia Chase had been applying for a job at April Fool's.

The next second, she was...here.

In a mall.

It wasn't the worst place to suddenly appear in.

But it was weird.

There was no one there.

Which, you know, meant no help.

So. This is hell.

In all honesty, this wasn't the worst place for one of the witches to have run. With everybody else in town otherwise occupied, at least they didn't have to worry about hostages. More hostages.

"And this is definitely one of the reasons I hate Halloween." Though they'd been waiting for something like this to happen. There was too much mythology and belief locked up in Halloween for something not to have happened, really.

Once they entered the mall, Sam looked around. "Now. If you were a witch getting all your power from a bunch of little kids, where would you hide?"

Dean shrugged. "Gymboree?"

That was where kids hung out in malls these days, right? It sounded like a kid's store.

She wasn't even hiding. Sarah Sanderson was shopping.

Well, stealing technically, but was it really stealing when no one was there and the whole town was under your control?

(Yes. Yes, it was.)

She was flying to and fro in the empty mall, checking out the various stores, even trying on clothes and jewelry as she hovered there on her mop, humming to herself.

Clearly, this one was a bit big on the vanity, low on the brains.

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[LN] Fire Burn and Cauldron Bubble

The Horseman - Korra, Raphael, Red

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Mary Sanderson - Nageki and Meowth

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Winnifred Sanderson - Nico and Trixie

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The Adults - Bunny and Jamie Bennett

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