A/N: Hello all. After getting a good response to my one-shot, I decided to give a multi-chapter a try. For those who have not read it I suggest you read "Try" first, otherwise it might be a little confusing at first. I'd really appreciate any feedback. :)
Sacrifice
By 18lzytwner
Chapter 1
A knock on the door shook them from their slumber. Night had fallen again and the house was completely dark. It had only been a week since Fiyero regained his humanity and he was getting used to having to sleep. Elphaba knew that the odd hours she kept wasn't making the situation any better but if they were to save the Animals then this was the way it had to be.
Another knock sounded confirming their suspicions and Fiyero went to the door after throwing on a pair of pants. He opened it cautiously as Elphaba got dressed. A goat stood at the other side of the door, her eyes went wide, unsure if she'd made a mistake.
"Mrs. Dillamond it's ok come in," he told her and the goat came in.
"How do you know me?" She asked, as she could not place his bearded face. Elphaba lit the candle on the table and light gave way to a better understanding of the man before her.
"It's Fiyero," the green skinned one smiled.
"For Oz's sake, you did it Elphaba!" Mrs. Dillamond was now all smiles but that soon faded when she remembered the news she had to share.
"Tonight's pickup did not go well," she started.
"What happened?" Fiyero asked as he pulled on a shirt.
"The group I'd given our meeting place location to was ambushed on the way. Only two escaped. I have them now in the stack," the goat explained.
"Two out of six? Was our meeting place compromised?" Elphaba wanted to know.
"I don't think so but there is no way to tell. Anyone tracking the remaining members of the party would find their way here," Mrs. Dillamond shook her head, just now realizing what she had done. The trail would lead directly to Elphaba and Fiyero.
"Doesn't matter if we're sure or not, we can't take that chance. Gather up some of your things Fae. We're leaving," the former Prince told her as he threw on some socks and then his boots. The look in her eyes proved she wanted to argue but she knew he was right. If caught, both would be in serious trouble.
"We may be on the outskirts of Oz and out of their jurisdiction but when it comes to fugitives, that won't matter," he placed a hand on her shoulder. Elphaba nodded and quickly went for her bookcase. Her spell books were her most prized possession and should she need to cast a spell the books would be incredibly helpful.
"Should I bring them in?" Mrs. Dillamond asked.
"No, we'll pick them up on the way out. They'll be safe in the stack until we're ready to leave, especially if we don't make it out in time," the soldier part of Fiyero was kicking in. He knew the odds and he wasn't thrilled but if they moved quickly enough they'd be far enough away before the soldiers came looking for them.
"Is there anything to tie us to the Animal village?" Elphaba asked, knowing their home would be rooted through.
"No. I never left any maps or instructions of any kind," he nodded to her.
"Then lets go," she had grabbed all of her books and out on her shoes as well. Clothes could be made and therefore they were left behind. As the three went out the door, Fiyero grabbed his rifle.
They walked quickly to the woodshed, or the "stack" as they called it, and opened the door. In the floor was a trap door covered by fake pieces of wood and Fiyero rapidly removed the wood and opened the door. There in the hole that he had dug hid two teenage lions.
"Come on, it's ok. We're getting out of here," Mrs. Dillamond reassured them. Quickly the two climbed out of the hole and Fiyero took care of covering it up again. If they ever were able to come back they would need that door. Then the group went out into the moonlight and headed toward the village.
Not a moment too soon either as within the next ten minutes soldiers came upon the little home and its outbuildings. They searched the outbuildings first, finding the woodshed and outhouse empty of people. Next they turned their attention to the home that stood dark. With the knowledge of what was in the smaller buildings they knew whoever lived there would have nothing to hide.
To Be Continued…
I know that was a little short but there will be more soon I hope.