Sherlock Of Oz
Chapter One: Unusual Meetings
AN: So new story idea (I hope ;)) this is a Sherlock!Oz crossover. This isn't a total re-write though, it's my own version of Wizard Of Oz with BBC Sherlock.
Summary: John finds himself in the strange and magical world of Oz and sets out to meet the Great Wizard in order to return home. But what happens when he falls in love the mysterious wizard? Will he still want to go home?
Characters:
Sherlock - The Wizard
John - Dorothy
Irene - The Wicked Witch Of The West
Molly - Glinda the Good Witch
Lestrade - The Scarecrow
Mycroft - The Tin Man
Mike Stanford - The Lion
Munchkins
"Where the hell am I?" John asks himself out loud, last thing he remembered he was in Afghanistan when a hurricane hit and he woke up here; wherever he was.
"Hello."
"Oh, hello." John replies, seeing the young woman now standing next to him.
"I am Molly, the Good Witch of the North. And who are you?"
"My name is John. Where am I?"
"You are in Oz."
"And where's that?"
"Over the rainbow."
"Seriously? I was in Afghanistan in the middle of a war, I was helping a soldier."
"Ooh, is that where you are from?"
"No, I'm from London."
"Oh, welcome John of London. Are you warlock?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well, the Wicked Warlock of The East is dead and you are here?"
"A warlock? Oh, no, I didn't kill him. I told you, I was in Afghanistan ... And a hurrican hit and then I was here."
"Well, someone killed the Warlock."
"I could try and help him."
"Oh, so you are a warlock or some sort of magical creature."
"No, I'm a doctor. I can help him."
"Well, the Wicked Warlock is dead. He's caused so much upset to this land and you have saved us."
"Oh, well, okay then."
"So thank you, John."
"No problem."
There's a loud bang and another Witch appears.
"Who is that?"
"Irene, the Wicked Witch of The West."
"There's a wicked witch too?"
"Yes, the warlock's sister."
"Oh, crap."
"Who killed my brother?" The Witch screams looking around at the munchkins befpre glaring at John. "You?"
"No, it wasn't me. And if it was, it was accidental."
"Ha, I'll get you for this, I can cause accidents too!"
"Aren't you forgetting the ruby tie?"
"What, yes, the ruby tie ... Where is it?"
John looks down and sees the tie around his neck.
"You! You killed him and stole his ruby tie!"
"No! I didn't, I swear. It just appeared."
"Give it back! I'll kill you like you killed by brother!"
"Keep it, John. It must be very powerful, otherwise she wouldn't care."
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"Quiet, Molly. Or I'll kill you too."
"No. The tie will stay where it is."
"We know you are not strong enough here."
"Then I will wait, and then I will get you. Just you wait and see." The Witch diseappears just as quickly as she appeared.
"Well, you've made a powerful enemy there. Come with me, John. It's time to see the Wizard."
"The Wizard?"
"Oh, yes, the Wizard of Oz. He rules this land."
"Is he good? And what can he do to help?"
"Yes, and very clever too. But he hides himself away in Emerald City. Now, how do we get you there?"
"Ah, of course, the yellow brick road."
"You can't be serious."
"I am very serious."
"Alright then, so I just follow it?"
"Yes, and don't take off the tie, otherwise the Wicked Witch will kill you."
"Okay, then. Follow the road, don't take off the tie. Got it."
John began to walk along the yellow brick road, feeling utterly daft at this whole idea. How could he be transported to another world where witches, warlocks, wizards and magic resided? He must be loosing his mind, he concludes.
x..x
"Right, now where?"
"To the right?"
"Excuse me? Who was that?"
John spins on his heels amd a scarecrow gives him a little wave.
"A talking scarecrow now? God, I have officially lost my mind."
"The other way is nice too."
"Stop, just stop talking."
The scarecrow falls silent but grins widely.
"People go both ways."
"Oh, crap. You really are talking, aren't you?"
The scarecrow shakes his head, then nods.
"Make up your mind, for fuck's sake." John is getting real tired of this crap now, he just wants to go home where everything is normal.
"Well, you see, I haven't got a brain so I'm not sure."
"Oh, well then how do you talk. I mean, you'd need a brain for that."
"People talk without brains. Isn't that right?"
"Haha, I can agree with that one." John smiles properly for the first time since being here. "So who are you, then?"
"My name's Lestrade. Do you mind helping me down."
"No, of course not." John replies, pulling his pen knife out and cutting the ropes binding the scarecrow's arms and legs.
"Thank you."
"I'm John."
"Hello, John ..." A crow lands on Lestrade at that moment and he shouts 'boo' but the crow doesn't even flinch. "I'm a useless scarecrow, I can't do it."
"I'm sure that's not true. I mean, I can't scare birds off either. They might just like you."
"Oh, yes, well. I don't like them. Shooo."
"Here, let me help."
John gives the crow a little flick and it fluffs it's wings before flying off.
"You see, if I had a brain, I would have thought of that."
"Well, I'm gping seeing this Wizard guy, maybe he could help you."
"You mean, the Great Wizard?"
"Yes, shall we go?"
"Are you sure he can help?"
"We can always ask him. Oh, actually, maybe it's not a great idea. There's a witch and she wants to kill me."
"Witches don't scare me. So can I come with you?"
"Alright then, I could do with some company."
"Let's go then."
"To the Wizard."
"To the Wizard." Lestrade replies with a huge grin.
x..x
"Hey, what's that there? Is that a tin man?"
"What?"
"Could you pass me that oil can, please?"
"Sure, here, let me oil you up. That better?"
"Yes, thank you."
"So you're okay then?"
"Yes, well, no. I haven't got a heart, you see. Just an empty chest."
"Oh, right. Well, me and Lestrade here are going to see the Wizard. Do you want to come too?"
"So he can give me a heart?"
"We can ask."
"That would be nice."
"So what's your name then?"
"Mycroft."
"Nice to meet you, Mycroft. I'm John."
"Pleasure, John."
"Alright, then."
x..x
On their journey, unknowing to the three travellers, Irene the Wicked Witch appears and watches them.
"And where are you three going?"
"Oh."
"Did you forget what I told you before?"
"How could I?" John growls.
Beside him, Lestrade and Mycroft quiver. Clearly the witch frightens them and John isn't
happy about that.
"Yes, well. Stay away from him, boys. If you know what's good for you."
They quiver even more and now John is really ryled up.
"Do you like fire, Scarecrow?" Irene asks, producing a ball of fire and throwing it at Mycroft.
"And you, dear John, good luck with the Wizard." She cackles and flies off into the distance.
"Right, let's get you to the Wizard, John." Lestrade replies, thankful the fireball missed him and grabs John's arm.
"Yes, to the Wizard." Mycroft agrees, grabbing John's other arm.
"Are you sure you want to come with me? I mean, you were just threatened."
"Ha, we're not afraid of her."
"Well, thanks guys. You're good mates. It's bloody weird though, I mean, you remind me of some friends I knew a time ago."
"I must have that face that's recognisable." Lestrade replies with a smile.
"Yeah, and well, maybe you're relating me to someone you knew. Someone else who didn't have a heart, if that's possible."
"Yeah, I guess that could be it. I just wish I could remember who. Well, it doesn't matter anyway, I need some new friends."
"Alright then. Now, let's carry on our way." Lestrade replies happily.
They reach a forest and John stops suddenly.
"Everything okay, John?"
"I'm not very big on forests, that's all. Too many shadows."
"Yes, well, I'm sure we will find some light somewhere."
"How well do you know these woods? I mean, do you think there'll be any wild animals here?"
"We'll have to see, won't we?"
"Anything that eats straw?" Lestrade asks, looking at himself before giving Mycroft a frightened look.
"Well, maybe. Lions or tigers or bears will be more likely though."
"Wait, lions?"
"And tigers?"
"Um, maybe this isn't such a good idea then."
There's a growl and suddenly John becomes very scared.
"Lion?" Mycroft asks, trying to keep his voice calm.
"Yeah, probably."
"I'll protect you, John."
Lestrade jumps in front of them and growls.
"Put 'em up, put 'em up. I'll beat you all. Come on."
"Listen, we don't want trouble."
"Yeah, well, you're gonna get it."
"Hey! Calm down now. Alright?"
"So you want some too, do you?"
"Oi. I can see you shaking, so clearly you're not as tough as you think. You're just some coward."
"You're ... you're right. I'm just a coward. I'm not really that confident, it's all just an act."
"Hey, John. Do ypu think the Wizard could help our lion friend?"
"He might. We don't know yet, do we?"
"You really think the great Wizard could give me some courage?"
"I said, we don't know yet. We'll have to ask."
"Thank you, sir."
"My name's John. And you are?"
"Mike." The Lion replies quite happily.
Next chapter up soon :) xxxxxxx