Outside wasn't the dull, colorless farm she lived on instead it was a beautiful land filled with sunshine and bright colors that added blue highlights to her dark hair, rosiness to her pale face, and brightened her white short sleeved shirt, pink gingham dress, even the pink ribbons that held her hair in pig tails. Plagg had changed too, his black fur now shimmered and his green eyes had a certain glow to them.

She began to explore her new surroundings. She seemed to be in a town, a tiny town. Everything was so small. There were little houses, little shops, a little bank, even a little school house.

"How cute." Marinette giggled. "Plagg I have a feeling we're not in France anymore."

Suddenly she turned to see a red bubble coming toward her. Marinette stepped back as the bubble landed and changed into a woman carrying a wand with long black hair wearing a red gown with black spots and a sliver crown. She was certainly the most beautiful woman Marinette had ever seen.

"Are you a good witch or a bad witch?" She asked.

"Who me?"

"Yes."

"No. I'm not a witch. I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

"Oh! Well is that the witch?" She asked pointing her wand to Plagg.

"Plagg? Plagg's my cat."

"Well then I'm confused. The kwamis sent me a message that a new witch has just dropped a house on Antibug the wicked witch of the East. There's the house and here you are and there's all that's left of Antibug."

She pointed over to the legs sticking out from under the farmhouse.

"Oh my goodness! I didn't mean to."

"Don't be too upset about it. She had enslaved all the kwamis here the poor dears and had me imprisoned for heaven knows how long."

"Why would she do a thing like that?"

"Because she's evil and nasty. The kwamis called me here to see if you're a good witch or a bad witch."

"But I'm not a witch at all. Witches are old and ugly."

Suddenly she heard giggling.

"What was that?"

"The kwamis, they're laughing because I am a witch. I'm Bridgette the good witch of the North and it is a pleasure to meet you."

"You are? I beg your pardon but I've never heard of a beautiful witch."

"Only bad witches are ugly. If you're not a witch then what are you? You're certainly too tall to be a kwami."

"I'm just a little girl."

The kwamis laughed again.

"Little? Maybe from where you're from but to the kwamis you're quite big." Bridgette giggled.

"What are kwamis?"

"The little people who live here in kwami land and you have just freed them. Come out now my friends she is good, you have nothing to fear."

Marinette watched as little people in brightly colored clothes came out from hiding in the bushes. They all looked at Marinette skeptically as if they had never seen anything like her before and maybe they hadn't.

"Hello." Marinette said.

"Who are you?" Asked a small boy in purple.

"My name is Marinette."

"Thank you for saving us." Said a little man in green.

"Here I picked these for you." A little girl in blue said giving Marinette a bouquet of flowers.

"Thank you."

"You are our savior." A girl in red said.

"This is Tikki my assistant." Bridgette said. "She can transform into a ladybug and she delivers news to me when I need them."

"Let us celebrate!" A woman in yellow cheered.

All the kwamis began to play music and cheer merrily. Marinette only smiled at how happy they all were. Suddenly out of no where a puff a fire appeared. The kwamis screamed and hid again, the fiery smoke faded to reveal a hideous woman wearing a black dress and witch's hat. Her skin was yellow, her nose was croned, and she had warts. She looked over at the dead witch under the house and glared at Marinette. The girl grabbed Plagg and held him close, Bridgette put her arm protectively around Marinette.

"I...I thought you said she was dead." Marinette asked Bridgette nervously.

"That was her sister Antibug. This is Wasp the wicked witch of the West, she's worse than the other one."

"Who killed my sister?" She hissed. "Who killed Antibug?! Was it you?!"

"No. No it was accident." Marinette said. "I didn't mean to kill anybody."

"Well I can cause accidents too!"

"Oh drop the act Wasp!" Bridgette said. "You and I both know you never really cared about your sister you just wanted her ruby slippers."

"That's true...and now that she's dead I can finally have her slippers."

Wasp walked over to grab the slippers off her sister's dead feet when suddenly they vanished.

"They're gone!" She gasped. "What have you done with them? Give them back or I'll-"

"It's too late! They've chosen a new owner." Bridgette pointed her wand toward Marinette's feet. Marinette gasped to find that her black Mary Jane shoes had been replaced with the bright and red ruby slippers.

"Give them back to me!" She ordered. "They're mine! Antibug promised them to me when she died! I'm the only one who knows how to use them! They're no use to you! Give them back!"

"Don't." Bridgette whispered to Marinette. "She would only use them for evil purposes."

"You stay out of this Bridgette!" Wasp threatened. "Or I'll fix you as well!"

"Oh rubbish! You can't do a thing to me my magic is greater than yours! You have no power here! Be gone before somebody drops a house on you too."

Wasp looked at the sky nervously then back at them.

"Very well, I'll go but don't think this is over." She glared at Marinette. "I may not be able to do anything to you now but just try to stay out my way! Just try! I'lll get you my pretty and your little kitty too!"

She cackled and disappeared in the fiery smoke. Once she was gone the kwamis came out.

"Are you alright dear?" Bridgette asked Marinette. "You're shaking like a leaf."

"I...I think so."

"Looks like you've made Wasp quite cross."

"But I didn't mean to take the slippers. I'll gladly give them back."

"No! No! Heaven forbid you do that! When Antibug had them she created terrible chaos just imagine what Wasp would do if she ever got her hands on them."

"But why give them to me?"

"I didn't. They chose you, the slippers were made to be used for good but before they could be given to the right person Antibug stole them however I cast a spell on them, once Antibug was dead they would find someone kind and good to own them before someone wicked could steal them again."

"But...I'm nothing special. I'm just me."

"No you're not otherwise the slippers wouldn't have chosen you however I think it would be best if you left Miracula as soon as possible."

"Can you send me home?"

"I'm afraid not. Only the wizard of Miracula can do that."

"Who's he?"

"A very good man who has done great things for Miracula but he's very mysterious and speaking from personal experience he may not be what you expect at first."

"Where is he?"

"In the emerald city just down the yellow brick road. Just follow it and you'll be there."

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me." Bridgette turned to Tikki and whispered to her. "Tikki I have a good feeling that Wasp won't give up on those slippers easily. So I want you to keep a close eye on Marinette if anything happens let me know right away."

"Yes ma'am."

"Wait! I must disguise you that way Wasp won't know you're there and try anything." She waved her wand and turned Tikki into a pair of Ladybug earrings. "Here Marinette a little something to help you along the way."

She put the earrings in Marinette's ears.

"Now when you get there look for a girl named Rena Rogue (Alya) and give them to her. She'll know what to do." She kissed Marinette's forehead. "Good luck Marinette. Be brave, be kind, be clever, and you'll find yourself back home."

She changed back into a bubble and flew away while the kwamis all waved goodbye.

"My, people come and go so quickly." Marinette said. "Well Plagg looks like we're off to see the wizard