She goes to the mayor's office

“Now dis mayor Vivian, da spirits tell me could be the one” Abra spoke to herself. The candle’s lights flickered as she consulted the spirits, her eyes closed but her mind seeing different outcomes of what her partnership with the corrupted mayor could end like. Of course, she also saw how untrustworthy the lynx was, but she was going to let her know how bad of an idea was to cross her.

While she was deliberating, she saw Georgia barging in the office, her face red with embarrassment. The giant deputy smashed her fists on the table, clearly upset about something, with Vivian answering with an annoyed look in her eyes. Abra was pretty sure they were discussing over that rude sheriff. “Ah, dat brute of a mare also seems promising… Dis one must be da brawl, and the lynx must be da brains. Yesss, they will be perfect”. Finally making up her mind, she ended the spell. the burning incense immediately died out with her lips curving into a malevolent smile and her breathing coming back to normal. Her plan was ready, she only needed to put it in motion.

With one of her arms she cleared her brewing table of leftover ingredients, placing one small bowl in their place. Picking some strange colored leafs from the table’s drawer, she dropped them inside the bowl, lighting them on fire with a snap of her fingers. The cheetah then moved with her species natural agility and dexterity around the wagon, picking different vials from the shelves and intricate cabinets that filled her residence, meticulously pouring their contents inside the bowl. The at first grey smoke emitted by her cooking ascended, forming circular patterns as it filled the wagon’s ceiling, changing colors each time the witchdoctor threw another ingredient into the bowl with the precision you could expect from a professional.

“A small douse of ground aconite…”

“A few droplets of rose distillate…”

“And a pinch of pine tree leaves. To add some flavor”

Finally, the now purple smoke reformed into a particular shape, that of a voodoo doll, descending back into the bowl, and with a small explosion, the brewery came to stop. “One ready” the cheetah muttered, filling an empty vial with the now purple potion “Another one to go”. She then repeated the process, adding what to an amateur eyes looked like the same ingredients, but the expert witchdoctor knew how the smallest change could yield totally different results. This time the smoke was yellow, and instead of a doll, it just assumed a circular shape, that divided itself into two circles of the same size before the same explosion took place. Filling another vial with the yellow mixture, Abra grabbed her doctor’s bag, put both potions inside before heading out. Her destination? The mayor’s office

“Our problems would just disappear if ya let me smash that darn meddling sheriff into a pancake for good” Georgia complained, red with embarrassment. She was supposed to let some robbers under Vivian’s command get away with their loot so they could later share the winnings, but once again Texas and her deputy April had intervened before their plan could succeed, not only stopping the robbery but also ridiculing Georgia for her ‘ineptitude’ in front on the townsfolk.

“And I once again tell you, the people are with her. If ya don’t want the whole darn town after us, we have to be discrete” Vivian answered, rubbing her forehead, annoyed at having to explain this to Georgia every time one of their plans was frustrated.

“Why do we need them anyway?” Georgia huffed, walking from side to side of the room “If you just let me handle this ma way I’m sure those cowards won’t give us any trouble” she spat, stomping the ground in frustration

“You are as big as you are as senseless” Vivian sighed, tired of this conversation “And what if they go after us? Even someone as big can’t trample a whole town”

They kept going for a while, unaware of a hooded figure carrying a doctor’s bag that stood in the doorway staring at them.

“Lister, you dim witted mare. You can’t expect to do something stupid and expect it to magically work”

“Dats where ya could be wrong”

Both Georgia and Vivian turned around, surprised, with the mayor staring daggers at the intruder “How long how you’ve been listening?” she asked, turning her gaze to Georgia. The deputy got the message, and approached the hooded stranger, ready to pound her into the ground should she tried something funny. “Enough to know dat sheriff of yours is a bigger problem that you can handle” she calmly answered, letting her bag on the ground. Georgia grabbed for her revolver when she saw the stranger go for something inside the bag, before Vivian stopped her. “If she were up to something she wouldn’t have talked to us” she pointed, making the cheetah smirk “The spirits were not wrong, ya really are da one with da brains” she complimented, before pulling the hood back to show her face. “Name’s Abra, Ah am but a humble…”

“You are that new doctor that settled in a wagon just outside of town” Vivian interrupted her, before addressing her surprised face “I run this place. Ya think I don’t keep tabs on any stranger that comes to ma beloved town” Vivian said “Witchdoctor” Abra corrected. Leaning over the table, resting her head on her hands, Vivian continued “So, ‘witchdoctor’, tell me why I shouldn’t have my deputy make you disappear forever right now” the mayor threatened.

Smiling, Abra pulled both potions from her bag, making Vivian raise a confused eyebrow, while Georgia kept a distrusting stare “Because Ah have da magical solution to your problem” she answered, baring her teeth “Ah also been wronged by the one you call Texas. She has offended da spirits, and now da spirits seek for retribution”. Vivian tried to keep her poker face, but Abra was as good as a saleswoman as she was at alchemy; she knew she had picked her interest. Before she could continue, the deputy rudely interrupted her “C’mon boss, you can’t be serious. Just lemme crush this lil varmint before she tries to scam us. Who is goAGGG” The mayor’s eyes widened, as before Georgia could continue, her wrists twisted, bringing the giant officer to her knees. “Ah am no con artist, but a humble vassal for the spirits. Be careful with angering dem” Abra threatened, putting her voodoo in back in her pocket as fast as she had pulled it out. Not breaking eye contact, the lynx carefully decided her next words “Well, witch, I’m dying to hear what the spirits want to offer me” Vivian said, seeing her display of power.

“Ah see ya not one who likes to dirty her hands, so Ah offer ya way to control people just with a thought, like the pulling strings of a puppet” she said, setting the purple potion in the table, right in front of her, and pushing it towards the mayor with her index finger “So, ya tell me if I drink this I can control anyone with just a thought. How do I know you don’t wanna poison me?” she questioned, pulling the cork and sniffing the contents of the vial “As Ah said, ya are the smart one. Why would I go all this way to poison you, when I could voodoo ya to submission?” the cheetah retorted with an argument that even the distrusting mayor couldn’t refuse. Balancing her possibilities, Vivian decided that the prize was worth the risk. Picking the potion, she called two of her lackeys, two scrawny rats that walked in the doorway and waited for her command “I’m sure you just can’t control everyone at once” she said, before addressing her minions and Georgia “If something happens to me, make sure she pays” she ordered, before bringing the vial to her lips.

At first, nothing happened, but after a few seconds, Vivian’s eyes started twitching “Boss???” Georgia asked, this time pulling her revolver out on the cheetah, but when she went to pull the trigger, nothing happened. She couldn’t move.

Terrified, the mare noticed the mayor looking at her, her lips curling into an amused smile “Well, well, well, you weren’t lying” Vivian admitted, her voice a mixture of surprise and pleasure, turning her eyes at Abra while cleaning her mouth with a handkerchief. “Before you try, Ah must warn you. Da spirits that gave you the power also protect me, so I wouldn’t try” the cheetah smiled, knowing full well how the mayor’s mind worked “But I believe you called two volunteers here to test your power” she said, looking back at the door. The rats went pale, but before they could run they were paralyzed at the spot, their legs moving on their own, stepping into the office. “I believe you want something in exchange of this” Vivian said, looking at the rats with an evil smile “I don’t need material possessions, for dey are for da weak of mind. What I seek is punishment for da offender who questioned my work” the cheetah answered, her voice filled with malice. “Do you understand what I’m going to do with this power?” Vivian asked, releasing Georgia and the rats from her control, the mare falling on her butt in shock and the rodents taking this chance to dart away “This town reeks of greed and lust" Abra said with a hint of spite "Whatever you do is not gonna change dat, so consider this a way the spirits have to pay you”

“Now, while dis power is unstoppable, controlling a whole town can be taxing for da mind. Ah believe ya are gonna need help” she said, turning her eyes to Georgia. “For every leader needs an enforcer to achieve peace”. This time it was the mare’s face the one that went from cowardice to glee “And I guess I’m that enforcer, hm? I like this new doctor boss” she said, getting up. Giving her the yellow potion, she didn’t have to say anything else before the deputy snatched it away from her, pulling the cork with her teeth and chugging down the liquid in one sit. “Ah. That tasted good. So what did you give me” she asked, wiping her mouth with her mouth. “As mighty as you are, there is a limit to the people you can beat. But what if ya had help from others as big as you?” Abra said. ‘She is much more dim witted than da spirits predicted’ she thought, looking at Georgia puzzled stare. Dropping her mystic tone for a second, she explained “Sigh, ya can multiply ya self with a thought” she pointed, annoyed. Georgia eyes beamed with joy at the news, closing her eyes shut. At the moment, another Georgia sprouted from her, fully clothed like the original. Both mares looked at each other and smiled devilishly. The cloned then addressed the mayor “So, what are da orders, boss” she asked. “Georgia, stay here with me so we can discuss our new plans about the town. And you” she said, looking at the clone, her eyes beaming with evilness “Bring me the sheriff”