Oz: The Great and Powerful Junior Novel Disney Book Group by Disney Press Page B

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    Inside the Projection Wagon, Knuck called out to Oz and the Master Tinker. “We got Evanora! She’s on the run!” he exclaimed.
    Upon seeing her sister retreat, Theodora screamed with rage. “Come back here, you coward!” she shouted.
    China Girl used this time to make her move. She slipped past Theodora and ran up to Glinda, still clutching the Good Witch’s wand.
    “It’s you!” Glinda exclaimed, surprised and overjoyed at seeing China Girl.
    Enraged, Theodora formed two huge fireballs, one in each hand, and called out to the Wizard. “I may not be able to kill you,” she shouted, “but I can kill the one you love!”
    Theodora turned to face Glinda, but to her shock, Glinda was gone. Now more furious than ever before, Theodora hurled the fireballs directly at the hologram. As they soared through the image, the hologram laughed at her…and then fireworks shot out of its mouth directly at the Wicked Witch.
    A 3-D explosion of red, white, and blue erupted around Theodora, as Oz bellowed, “BEGONE, WICKED WITCH! BEGONE, FOREVERMORE!”
    Frightened beyond belief, the Wicked Witch grabbed her broom and flew away from the dais. But while Knuck and the Master Tinker celebrated, Oz knew that this wasn’t over yet.
    “I know your wickedness is not your doing,” the Wizard called after her. “And should you ever again find the goodness within you, you are welcome to return,” he said, his voice full of sincerity and compassion.
    “Never!” the Wicked Witch screamed. Then, with a bloodcurdling cackle, the Wicked Witch of the West disappeared into the night sky.

    Evanora raced into the throne room and began grabbing her things. She needed to make a quick getaway. Turning, she let out a gasp. Glinda was there, sitting in the throne, waiting…her wand at the ready.
    “Not so fast,” the Good Witch said. “You and I aren’t finished yet.”
    “You have the throne, Glinda!” Evanora replied. “What more could you want?”
    “You can’t give me that,” Glinda said. “You took what mattered most to me—my father. I will never again feel the comfort of his kindness. But I’ll settle for the freedom of his people.”
    Evanora nodded. “Of course, Glinda,” she said, trying to appease the other witch. “At the very least, they deserve that.”
    But as she spoke, she was creating a charge of electricity. Whipping her hands out in front of her, blue light slammed into Glinda, throwing her back against the wall.
    Glinda crawled to her feet, her body aching. Watching, Evanora smiled and began to circle the Good Witch. As she walked, her feet began to leave the floor, and soon she was floating around Glinda.
    “What’s the matter, Glinda?” Evanora asked, taking pleasure in Glinda’s pain. “Out of bubbles?”
    To Evanora’s surprise, Glinda didn’t panic or look scared. Instead, she stood up taller. “Don’t need them,” she said, as she too, began to float. “Bubble’s just for show.”
    With a cry of rage, Evanora unleashed another bolt of electricity. Raising her wand, Glinda caught the bolt and then flung it straight back at Evanora. ZAP! Evanora slammed against the wall, causing her amulet to shatter.
    “Nooooo!” Evanora screamed. “What have you done?”
    Standing in front of Glinda was something that looked like Evanora, but much, much older. Without the power of her amulet, the Wicked Witch had rapidly aged and had been transformed into her true form—a ghastly, old, yellow-skinned hag.
    Looking at the pitiful creature, Glinda nodded. “Now everyone will see you as you truly are,” the Good Witch said. It was a fitting punishment. But there was still one thing left to do. “In the name of my father, I banish you from the Emerald City. Never to return.”
    Hanging her head, Evanora began to crawl off toward the balcony. But she wasn’t going to go without one last fight. Spinning around, Evanora let out a shriek and charged at Glinda.
    Startled, Glinda raised her wand. ZAP!