The attack on the Cosmos' new Minister of Justice began when somebody took a picture of his three daughters. That led to their kidnapping and an extremely high ransom demand. Even though Winnie paid the ransom on time, the kidnappers demanded another payment that would cripple Resolute financially. His attempt to have the Cosmos pay the ransom went nowhere. It actually made things worse because Resolute was pressured to resign his position of Minister of Justice. He was told that this was the only way he'd recover his daughters. With the real intent of the kidnapping now revealed, Winnie told Resolute that she wouldn't be playing nicey-nicey any more.

If you had kidnapped three very important hostages and had to find a place to hide them along with the first ransom payment, who would you call on for help? Obviously, you would put them on a moon controlled by witches who, along with their black cats, could use magic to cast a spell on any rescuers. Changing them into drooling idiots was only one of the possible spells. If that wasn't bad enough, humans had no defense against three witches, three black cats and their magic spells.

Seeing how this was now a virtually impossible mission, Winnie went back to Earth and took up a new career as a snow shovel salesperson. OK, I'm lying about that. What I can tell you is she used three empty toy water pistols, some duct tape, and a panther/human task force to capture the witches and kidnappers.

Of course, capturing the witches was only the beginning. Next they had to persuade the kidnappers to reveal who had ordered the attack on Resolute. That task fell to Kyty and her two bickering children who argued about everything, including who was going to eat which kidnapper for supper and whether it was alright to wash their supper's face with their tongue and check for tender flesh with their fangs. The result was fang-tastic.