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Ch.18: Showdown with Wuya

Our trapped heroes turned to see the guards and the three knights rushed up to them with held up spears (the knights have swords). They then looked up to the upper level to see Wuya looking down at them with a sadistic grin, the hourglass at her left and a very nervous Niddler at her right.

"Leaving so soon?" she purred to her prisoners. "Why, I wouldn't dream of it. The fun's just begun."

"We're trapped!" cried the freaked out Gryphon. "Trapped like mice!"

"Like rats," Scootaloo corrected, despite the situation.

"Who cares? We're trapped!" Pumpkinhead meanwhile noticed something interesting as he looked around while the guards growled at him and his friends.

"Now, now," Wuya said to them. "Not so quickly; we should give them some time to think it over."

"Gryphon," Pumpkinhead then whispered to him. "The rope to your right…" Gryphon turned to see what he was talking about. To his left is a rope wrapped around a hook in the wall. He immediately understood.

"Give me the word…" They then watched as Wuya with a cry threw the hourglass down to the ground below between our heroes and the guards, and it exploded in a puff of red smoke.

"Now!" Hearing his cue from Pumpkinhead, Gryphon bit hard on the rope with his beak to cut it. When he did, the large wooden chandelier above the guards fell from the ceiling and onto the guards with a crash, catching them all off guard including the knights that leapt out of the way.

"Run for it!" Chopper cried before the group ran down the hall behind them.

"You fools!" Wuya roared down to her stunned guards. "Don't you stand there; after them!" They quickly got out from under the chandelier and gave chase.

The heroic groups made many twists and turns to escape their pursuers, and they had to make sharp turns to the side when more guards came up to block them, the girls screaming when they jumped out at them. But Wuya has a little trick up her sleeve.

"Meta Knight," she said to the blue captain, "you and I will take one half to the left." She then turned to the other two knights. "You two lead your half down the right."

"Yes, ma'am," the knights replied with salutes, and they split into two groups to head down the two paths.

Meanwhile, our heroes were running as fast as they could down the path on the castle wall. But then they stopped with screeches when they saw to two knights with their group of guards heading towards them.

"Other way!" Spike cried, and they turned around and headed back in the direction they came from…only to be blocked by Wuya and Meta Knight's guards within the small room of the tower where the two castle walls meet.

"We're trapped!" Sweetie Belle cried when both parties surrounded them. Wuya only chuckled coldly before walking up to them.

"Well, well, well," she coaxed mockingly. "Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of spears." She then glared at the girls, who cowered behind a shuddering Gryphon. "Well, you've been giving me enough trouble already. So you'll be last ones to see your friends be the first to go…and your little dragon too." She then snapped her fingers, and a green flame appeared on her fingertip. "How about a little fire, scarecrow?" She then flicked her finger out at Pumpkinhead with a laugh to fling the flame onto his arm.

"Help!" he cried, shaking his arm up and down with panic. "I'm on fire!" Sweetie Belle spotted a bucket of water at the side and quickly remembered the levitating spell Twilight taught her. Quickly she lifted it up with her bright green aura and brought it over to throw the water at the fire on her friend's arm, not knowing Wuya's face going pale when she saw it.

"No!" she screamed. "Don't throw that water!" But she was too late. Sweetie Belle already threw the water and dowsed the flame…splashing it all over Wuya's face and ruining her makeup when she did! The witch screamed out as smoke seeped out of her, much to everyone's surprise.

"You cursed brat!" she screamed at Sweetie Belle as she began to shrink into the floor with hissing noises like she's melting. "Look what you've done! I'm melting…melting! Oh, what a world, what a world! Who would've thought a sweet little filly like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness! Oh, look out! Look out! I'm going…oh…ohhhhhh…" They all watched as she melted/vaporized into nothingness, and soon all that was left was her dress and mask. They were all in awe as Niddler and Spike went up to them with curiosity and poked at the dress until Meta Knight turned to Sweetie Belle.

"She's dead," he said to her. "You've killed her…" Sweetie Belle held her hooves to her gapping mouth with dread when she saw that he's right.

"I…I didn't mean to," she protested softly. "My…my friend was on fire…It was an accident…" The blue-caped knight only turned to his troops, holding out his white satin-gloved hand to Sweetie Belle.

"Hail to Sweetie Belle!" he cried, surprising the heroes. "The Wicked Witch is dead!"

"Hail to Sweetie Belle!" they cheered in reply. "The Wicked Witch is dead!" Meta Knight then turned to the heroes.

"Young one," he said to Sweetie Belle, "you have no idea how much this means to us that you have freed us from Wuya's slavery. You are truly the bravest of us all." He then knelt before the group, followed by his troops. Sweetie Belle only looked away with a blushing smile…only to notice Apple Bloom and Scootaloo looking at their flanks with frowns.

"What's wrong, guys?"

"We thought maybe we'd get a Cutie Mark for slaying witches since Wuya's the second one we've killed accidentally," Scootaloo answered.

"Looks like ya didn't," Apple Bloom added. The others just shook their heads with laughs. Some things just never change. That's when Sweetie Belle remembered something important.

Wuya's mask! She then turned to Meta Knight.

"May we have the mask please?" The blue-caped knight then picked up the mask gently before handing it to her like a delicate flower.

"Take it with you," he said with happiness in his gentle voice. With a joyful smile, Sweetie threw her front legs around him the best she could and hugged him.

"Thank you!" she cried happily as he then returned the hug. "Thank you so much!" She then turned to her friends. "Now we can go back to the Wizard and tell him that Wuya's dead!"

"Hail!" the guards cheered. "Wuya the Witch is dead!"