A.N.: And finally, FINALLY, we reach the climax of the episode. I sincerely hope that you all like this part, as I know that Bloom's first transformation and her fight with the Trix is one of the heights of the fandom. I hope that I did this justice.
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Chapter : Save the First Dance Pt.4:
Five minutes ago:
I rose to my feet, glaring at the three witches. "So, come to prank us because you couldn't get invited to an event? And since your prank was foiled, you decide to commit theft? Are you petty, assholes, or just stupid?"
My response was another blast of ice, which I also avoided, narrowly.
"Get back here!" the one in blue-green, Icy, growled.
"We have had it with you and our meddling." The one in magenta, the crazy witch with the lightning fetish added.
The sky around us grew dark, lightning flashing. The air was cold, chilling, and frosty, and I felt a certain despair, similar to the notion that I'd never be happy again. Like all positive emotions were getting sucked into a void.
Who knew that their auras combined made that of a Dementor?
"And I have had it with your attacks on my friends," I growled protectively. Then I was ducking down to avoid a third blast of ice that missed my waist by a hair's breadth. "What's so important that you need to get the ring anyways? Were you Stella's secret sister and disowned? Or is it just for the sake of acquiring more power?"
"Ice Bracelet!" was my answer. A ring of ice formed on the floor around me. I cursed these damn heels. Give me any other kind of shoe except boots to run in, please!
I wasn't about to try and jump, not while I had Stella's ring in my grasp. I'd likely slip, fall, and the Trix could steal it.
"Heel of Oblivion!" Darcy, the one in the purple catsuit, glowed her dark sickly black purple before she rammed her foot down.
Just like in DC when Bane or Killer Croc struck the ground, cracks appeared, growing wider, like an Earthquake had just taken place.
I watched, petrified, as the cracks came closer, spreading out around and behind me.
Shit, shit, shit, oh, and shit!
If only I had wings, then I could fly! Or give me a fucking broomstick. Or let me master Voldemort's flying spell. I'm really not picky at the moment!
"Twister of Electricity!" Another one of that normless idiot's tornados appeared, but its winds weren't pulling me in, but rather, pushing me back. And because I wore those fucking two-inch heels (I am never letting Stella tell me what kind of footwear to wear), I stumbled, and fell into the open space of ground behind me, the shell containing Stella's ring landing on the ground where I had just been.
The three girls cackled and laughed. Darcy summoned the ring to her palm. Dammit.
"You really are weak for a fairy." Icy mused as she stood above me.
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