Once again the magic police had caught up to the old man who ran the magic shop. He could not believe that they were so against his little store. He just wanted to sell various magical items to good paying customers, was that so wrong? Sure, sometimes he doesn't tell people exactly what they are, and sure sometimes people... transform or something but hey they should've read the sign near the desk. Of course it was invisible but what can you do?
"Ugh, here we go." The old man sighed, lifting the last box up. He walked over to his hat which was lying on the floor, then dropped the box. The hat's rim opened around the box, swallowing it whole. "What a mess. Maybe I'll go to Scotland, that seems like it'd be fun." He mumbled to himself, glancing around the empty store.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"M.P.D. open up!" A grizzled voice arose from the other side of the boarded door.
"You'll have to come in and get me!" The old man chuckled. He knew that they though he was trapped, but his magic was far beyond that of their own. He waved his wand and vanished instantly.
The door broke down, and four magic police dressed in magically enchanted SWAT gear rushed in. They barely managed to realize that the old man was gone before a small hole in the roof opened up. Green mist cascaded out from a small flask above, causing them to look upwards.
"What the he-" the lead officer managed to say before the entire room lit up in a blinding white light.
When the light and smoke cleared, they were all transformed. Standing where the four officers had been were four middle aged women, all wearing jogging outfits. All were panting, out of breath, and dripping with sweat.
"Oh god, I feel exhausted." The blonde that had been the second in command muttered, placing her hand daintily over her breasts. "My goodness, I feel like I just about ran a marathon." She gasped in a slight southern drawl.
"Because... we probably did." The latina in the back sighed. She bent down, trying not to plop to the ground, then stood back up holding the shattered remains of the flask. "Ay Dios Mio. I've seen this stuff before. They've been producing it illegally down in the curses and brews district. They keep moving locations like our purp, so probably bought it from them." She said slowly, still equally trying to breath well again.
"What... uh..." The woman that used to be the head officer panted. "What does it do? We shouldn't have.... have changed with our enchants right?"
"Ay, it's powerful stuff Monica." She explained. "Reality changing level. Es why we are acting different, and feel different. This variant is used to escape by changing those it's cast on, so made us unable to follow."
"Oi, you can say that again love." The final former officer sighed, sitting down on a bench that had recently appeared. "I don't know if I can walk right, crazy innit?" The brunette sighed, holding her stomach.
"Well now, we still need to catch our man. I cannot believe we made such a rookie mistake!" The blonde sighed. "Monica hun, er... M-ma- shoot, sorry captain you know what I mean."
"It's okay Claire the spell's stopping me from talking and acting right too." She sighed, undoing her ponytail to let out her dripping red hair. "Come now girls. We obviously can't catch him like this. We'll go after him again once HQ undos the transformation. For now, I say we all deserve some Starbucks from that run." She smiled, hand on her hip with excitement.
"Oooo, yes please!" The brunette cheered.
"Ugh, it's been ages since I could go there and not feel embarrassed." The latina chuckled.
"I guess if I'm already a woman, why not. Well. let's get a move on ladies!" The blonde agreed with a giggle.
The four walked out of the region that had been the shop, now replaced with a fountain, some grass and a few park benches. Unbeknownst to them, or the man who had fled, but there was one piece of evidence which was accidentally left behind. laying on the edge of the fountain was a lone, bronze ring.