Chapter Seventeen: The Battle Of The White House

Emlyn headed up the steps of the White House guards attempted to stop her, but Emlyn wasted no time. She used the magic she had given herself to throw them aside. She did this all the way through as she headed for the large presidential office.

She entered the office which had changed a lot. Camilla appeared to be redecorating. She was changing colors on the curtains with her magic and talking to herself. "Yellow gross no, green absolutely not, gray to dull, pink..." Emlyn spoke up and cut her off.

"You should do red. It's perfect for you." She told Camilla who switched it to a bright cherry red.

"I don't know if I like it." Camilla responded unsure. Emlyn waved her hand changing them to a blood red and Camilla grinned. "Yes, that's perfect! Thanks Em, now I suppose you are here to come fight me and send me back to the fairytale realm."

"I sure am Cam." Emlyn responded and the two for probably the fifth time within twenty-four hours kicked off another battle. It started with magic per the usual, with Camilla throwing fireballs. Emlyn wanted to stick to her writing power and soaked Camilla again.

Camilla sent tigers after Emlyn again who rewrote the tigers. "The tigers chose a different path and calmed themselves. They sat by my side and refused to continue to battle."

The tigers sat behind Emlyn at her side and Camilla looked angry. "Those are my tigers! You can't just take them over!"

"Well, I just did." Emlyn replied and Camilla jumped on top of her. She started trying to pin Emlyn and pulled out a knife and held it above her face. Emlyn pushed her hands back and then grinned.

"Why are you smiling? You can't beat me!" Camilla screamed in her face.

"Ever heard the phrase, "revenge is a dish best served cold?" Emlyn asked her and Camilla looked confused.

"What?" She asked and Emlyn brought her knee up and kicked Camilla in her cooter. Camilla fell off Emlyn and held her genitals. "Fuck you Em. You're a cunt."

"Yeah, well now you know how it feels. By the way one more thing," she threw the poppy dust into Camilla's face, and she passed out on the spot.

Emlyn pulled the ring off Camilla's finger and put it back on her own. She teleported them to the State of Liberty and met up with her friends.

"Great you're here, we can't figure out these tiles. Help us please." Stella said and they stood over Camilla to make sure she wouldn't escape if she woke up. Emlyn then picked up a tile finally ready to get rid of this bitch.