Salem Witches Raid Part 1

Multiple Magical Girls, and Anti-Witch Militia are on the move at their targets.

'Remember folks, these Witches, are wanted dead. Ever since the Vinyard Raid a couple days ago, we don't want any of these Salem Witches to go unchecked. One down, and only nine to go.'

All of the trucks had stop at each of their locations.

'But be on your toes, everyone. These are the most dangerous Witches among them all.'

Riot squads, each national guards, and even paid mercenaries that specialized as Witch Hunters. They are all grouping up with the each Magical Girl and the AWM. They're all being prepared and lining up, and circling around certain locations. And even some are already entering the forest environment.

'We got the call! Let's go in!'

Everyone started their raid.

-Bayou Swamps, Louisiana

Nightfall had came. Multiple Magical Girls are leaping around the trees while soldiers continue to follow them in different methods, and using police boats to move around.

There's an eerie feeling as there's nothing but darkness, and even the Magical Girls colors are disappearing in the dark.

Out in the dark, there's a women in voodoo priestess attire and she's dancing around a bin of fire while holding two swords.

Then after she danced, there's several men start chopping firewood in the other direction. This have confused all of the soldiers till...

'Hey! You all want to see, something really scary?'

A Louisianian accent voice, spoke throughout the dark, as an echo but felt like the person is speaking right next to them. What follows, loud screams that brought fear to everyone in the Bayou. Screams of Magical Girls.

A small banjo band that plays an eerily slow but smooth sound while the fire bins are being lit up.

The soldiers arms up as other Magical Girls aid them, their ships had been turned over to reveal that they're swimming with the stars themselves until Alligators are their assault. The entire Bayou becomes a massacre of Magical Girls, AWM soldiers, and Witch Hunters.

A Red Magical Girl had been blasted during one of her leaps.

The Voodoo Priestess who have Bracelet Wands walk up to one of the professional Magical Girls then cackles. 'You can send us someone.'

A rabbit, a lamb, and an alligator walks up to her, and they transform into the people that the soldiers saw earlier.

The Alligator Familiar is in a form of a bearded up man, he adds, 'But don't send us someone, you want back.'

The Lamb Familiar is in a form a child, 'Either you become a firefly of our Family, or be lost up there, like the stars themselves.'

And finally, the Rabbit Familiar who is a well dressed man, looking at his pocket watch. 'It's time to feed her head.'

Everyone who have died, and those who's holding out their own, see little bulbs of light, leaving the dead body to fly over them to cast light within the dark bayou. They fly towards one direction.

The finally throughout the chaos, there's a woman out in the distance. She's sitting a wooden rocking chair, and have a jeweled up special kind of Lantern Wand. A long block with holes for the fire flies to go in and out. Different names written around the Lantern Wand as a memorial, the names; Adam, Alexis, Bryan, Jonathan, Joseph, Randel, and Windham. She's flying on her rocking chair while holding up her Firefly Lantern Wand.

She stands of 5'10". Black hair as she seem to have brown highlights with her hair back tied. Sleeveless shirt with a vest. Slack jeans. Boots. But what's odd is her Witch's Hat and her right hand. A black funeral veil around a straw hat, and her right hand seem to be blacken, burned but not the middle to pinky fingers still look normal.

The Mother of the Dark Family, Abigail Wyatt

As the Magical Girl looks up as she carefully land in front of her, while holding up her lantern as the chaos and screams continue throughout the night. She twirl as she smiles, and laughs. Going down to her knees to meet the Magical Girl eyes, she holds up her lantern to her face, with the Priestess, Rabbit, Lamb and Gator is standing right behind her.

But the lantern turned into an illusion of the Magical Girl skinned off face in order to turn it as a Lantern.

Abigail turns to her with a chilling message. 'Welcome to the Family.'

She snap a blow out, and in the darkness, she screams bloody murder and tell her to stop.

-Hekla, Iceland

A thunderstorm is being over the volcanic mountain as there's a raging battle between the Magical Girls and the Valkyrie Guild.

Thunder struck onto the AWM military trucks, destroying them and a Woodcarving replica of a Mjolnir is flying around till it been snap back to...

The War Chief of the Valkyries, Artemis Wagner

6'2". Blonde hair with blood spatters on the bottom. Her Witch's Hat is the Valkyries Helmet. A military soldier uniform with a cape, top. Her dress is feathers with leggings underneath. Combat boots. Mjolnir Wand.

'Is this the might of the Magical Girls?!'

She challenge.

'This isn't even consider as a warm up for Valhalla!'

One of the Magical Girls, a Green, got up. 'Hey!'

Artemis looks at her, 'And what do you have to bring? Greenhorn.'

She transform back to her normal state and putting up her fists. 'Put your fucking dukes up!'

She laughs at the Green Magical Girl with joy and pride. 'I like you.' She put down her Wand, and took off her Witch's Hat. 'I'll honor your pride.'

She walks up to Artemis, but out of nowhere, one of the Valkyries stabs her from behind.

Artemis shrugs her shoulders. 'That's a sad thing about War, lass.' She comfort the Magical Girl. 'War doesn't care how you die. But to us Valkyries, we value the bold and the brave. So you deserve a warrior's funeral after this.' She back pat.

'War Chief!' A white war house with blood spatter around his body and a wooden saddle, walking up to Artemis. Transform as a militant general. 'More Magical Girls are coming from the coast!'

'Well then Thor...' She flips her Wand as Thor transform in his horse form, then she goes on Thor. 'Time to continue the good fight.' They turn to see the Valkyries, with the same feather dress, riding a horse. 'Let's bring these warriors to Valhalla!'

They all roar, and their feather dresses turned into wings, attached onto the saddles.

Flying through the skies as Artemis grabs her Wand then grab the sling to twirl it over her head as lightning is being conducted. Throws it across then straight to the coast. The electrical shock of the Wand had pull the entire Valkyrie in and disappeared.

At the coast where there ships and Magical Girls on board, till a loud boom is heard and a small rain is hitting around with a rainbow over them. The Valkyries surprise attack the raid party with Artemis laughs and cackles as she's excited of the fight.

-Rocky Mountains, Canada

Native Canadians and AWM are walking through the forest in the middle of the night, as Magical Girls are carefully are scouting around for any activity.

They heard wolf noises echoing throughout the mountain, till the Native Canadian Cree singing is heard with a heart beat that matches the hearts of everyone in the forest. They look, and look around till they saw a campfire site, and behind the fire is a person, sitting down. She's sing gracefully but terrifying while she hits her single hand drum with a stick.

She seem to be more casual with her appearance as she's 5'5". Two breaded up hair. Loose tank top with a jacket. Torn up jeans. Shoes. A jeweled Feather Fan is on her side. A ball cap to conceal her identity. And she seem to have makeup on.

As everyone is getting closer to her, they sees that her attire have been patched up with different animal skin. Her ball cap is an antler horn hat. The campfire is reveal to be burning skulls with a head dress skull sitting on the top. Her chair is made out of human skin. And tribal war paint on her face. The Native Canadian elders realized who she is. A Skinwalker.

The Head of the Skinwalker Society, Brianna Brown

'What is she singing?' As one of the AWM asked the Native Canadians as the elders are terrified by what she's singing.

'It's not a song, it's a ritual chant!' The elders are taking aim but they felt something wet but thick, coming down on them.

They look up and sees the stars are moving above them.

One of the AWM look up then fires a flare to signal for Magical Girls assistance but to a horrifying reveal, the entire trees above them all are filled with wild predatory animals, ready to pounce.

Brianna stops her drumming.

The animals from top growl while other unknown to the soldiers, wolves, foxes and bears start attacking from all direction.

Brianna points at the elder who recognized her, then gesture to bring him towards her.

Women transform from the animals to drag him to her, while she pulls the head dress skull from the fire.

'I deeply apologize that you and your tribe is at the near of their end.' She speaks as she's holding the skull like a Shakespearean.

The elder looks up. 'If you are apologetic, then either surrender or die, in order to redeem yourselves.'

Brianna turn to him. 'I wasn't talking to you, old man.'

'Show respect to your elders!'

She cackles. 'You Indians should learn to practice what you preach. You know who's skull is this?'

The Magical Girls are leaping into the forest, but the animals on the trees are leaping and snatching each girl that dare enter the forest as a massacre is happening.

'This is was the skull of the last great Chief of your tribe. He fought mightly till he cross me. And like all these Chiefs!'

Bodies are ancient Chiefs of all different tribes are shown in hangman's position.

'I shall provide more Wendigos. Speaking of such.'

Brianna cuts her palm to let the blood to be a parasite that enters the mouths of all of the Native Canadians and their eyes turned red and their bodies change.

When the Magical Girls have managed to enter the forest, they saw the Native Canadians they came in, eating the dead bodies. They look up to the Magical Girls then they run up to them like rabid animals, while Brianna is laying on a bear's back while she plays her drum and sing her chant as they're walking away from the scene to let the Wendigos attacks. Animals start walking with them.