Title: Before
Author: Velara
Characters: Azkadellia
Rating: PG?
Summary: Azkadellia post series
Warning: post-series - not entirely sure the time period
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors.
It was past midnight when she crawled out of bed. The moon shone brightly through her window, illuminating the room for her. Slowly, she made her way across the room to the mirror. She doesn't want the guards stationed outside her room to know she's awake. They'd tell someone. That's what they're there for, of course. Their job was to watch her. To spy on her.
She stops in front of the mirror and looks at herself. She doesn't look any different. It's still her. The only clothes she has are those from before. Before. Her mother assures her that as soon as they're able, new clothes will be made for her. But until then, her clothes are all she has.
She's never sure what she expects to see in the mirror during these midnight moments. Would she see her twisted misshapen face or see her reflection move? Sometimes she imagines her face and hands are covered with blood. She is surely covered in the blood of thousands. Thousands, she couldn't save. All she could do was give them merciful deaths.
It feels wrong to be alone in her head. Half of her life she's been sharing her body with someone else. When she's alone, she's really alone. Before. She was never alone. She had always been with her, whispering into her inner ear. No one else understands.
And so she stands vigil, as she does every night. She looks at herself in the mirror and hates herself. She hates her family. They all abandoned her. It was their fault. It was her fault. It was the witch's fault. It was the O.Z.'s fault. She wants to cry, but she can't. Not for herself, not for anyone else. The mirror showed everything she needed to know, after all. It was just her.
