The witch was defeated. Go Good team.

If they saved the day, then shouldn't the princesses live a happily ever after? Was anything like a fairy tale? She was supposed to be a savior, not a princess. Be Harry Potter, not Cinderella. She didn't even like pink.

She liked motorcycles, fixing machines, leather jackets, using charcoal pencils and smudging with her fingers. She liked things that made you get dirty.

Azkadellia was the pretty princess. She was gentle and kind and all of those pretty things that DG wasn't. She was in danger of dying at the moment, but that can be fixed. She had the witch in her for ten years. The witch did a lot of taxing things to her body. But Az had a strong will. She could do it. She can make it. Azkadellia had a very weak will of everything else. At least Lavender eyes had a form of backbone. She let her body get turned over to the witch. She could have fought her but things don't work out. Especially in DG's life. Nothing can ever go right. It wasn't fair. Sometimes, DG felt like stamping her feel like a little girl and try and get her way. It wasn't fair that her mother cloaked her memories and didn't have enough magic to take it off and then try and make her feel bad because she can't remember anything.

She was stuck in a world that she couldn't remember and she was expected to be the princess of. She was constantly being watched by guards and Cain. Cain wasn't a guard. He got put in a special group for being especially annoying. Because he was.

Her parents embraced Azkadellia and shoved away DG in a sense. She didn't really like or remember her parents. Nor did she want to. She knows that sounds horrible but it's true. What kind of mother, or father for that matter, would send their child to another world, a more dangerous world, with people that the kid doesn't even know? She sure as hell wouldn't. She couldn't imagine sending her kid off to boarding school let alone ship them off to another dimension. It wasn't that Momster and Popsicle weren't capable of being parents, they were. But they never noticed anything. Like when the kids were picking on her for being different. They didn't notice. They also didn't notice when she started cutting herself in the tenth grade until her friends had an intervention. She stopped after that. That was the closest thing she ever did to compromising her health. She could have grown up right, knowing what happened around her and have familiarity with the world that surrounded her.

Some of those things might have been useful. But no. She was stuck in a world that she had no idea what the customs were. The animals, the people even the freaking life span of the people. She guessed it was longer than the Otherside because she could actually breathe in this world. The air was so polluted there, that it even made breathing taxing.

She just didn't understand what it was that she was supposed to do here. Was she supposed to be a princess? Or go back to the otherside? Some people might beg her to stay. Like Azkadellia, Glitch, Cain, Jeb and Raw. They would miss her. She didn't know hwy. She wasn't normal. She didn't say normal OZ things. She made tons of references to music, movies and books from the otherside. She was horrible to wake up in the morning. She wasn't fond of dresses but she could handle it just not the corsets.

She really should think of the after math of this battle.

The witch was defeated, killed and expelled from her sister's body. That was good. Azkadellia was healing and resting in the medical ward. Raw could go back to his home, wherever the viewer's claimed home. Glitch would stay and maybe get his brain back in his brain. Azkadellia would probably become Queen. Az doesn't want the crown or anything, but her mother wouldn't live forever.

Then there was Cain. He found out that his wife, Adora, was dead. She saw him looking at his ring in distraught after he found that out. He found his son, Jeb. Jeb was the leader of the Resistance against the Witch. She could see the pride radiating from Cain when he found that out. She also knew why he stuck by her for this long. He made a promise to the Mystic Man that he would look out for her. So there was another friend that was fake. She had Raw, Glitch and Azkadellia. She didn't know why Cain hadn't told her. Probably because she would have killed them. Metaphorically speaking. Or literally, that is quite possible.

She looked up into the sky, at the stars. At least one thing was the same over here as where she grew up. There were stars in the sky at night. The two suns thing was a little alarming. It wasn't the norm. But at least the stars were constant.

She sighed sadly. She was never going back to Kansas. She was never going to go to England like she wanted. She was never going to go finish her degree like she wanted. She was never going to learn French, like she had wanted to. She wasn't going to do anything besides get married and bear royal children. That wasn't what she wanted out of life. That definitely wasn't what she had in mind when she came over to the Outer Zone.

She met Glitch and decided to help them on their little journey. Then Glitch had gotten them lost and they found Cain. Cain seemed so surprised that she let him out of the suit. She honestly didn't know what the big deal was. She was a genuinely nice person, so she let the poor man out of the suit. He always made fun of her for charging into a scene with numerous LongCoats with only a long stick for protection. She now knew why Cain made such a big deal was. Long Coats = Witch. Witch= DANGER!! TURN BACK NOW!

She understood to an extent. So she got locked in a coffin, chased around by flying mobats, jumped off a cliff to avoid Papay's and fought a evil Witch for control over her own sister's body.

She smiled slightly at the memory of all of her and her friend's antics. They were going to be memories that she would hold onto forever. She knew that once she was recognized as a princess, she was going to have to eat, speak and act a certain way. And she'd rather die. She didn't like being told what to do. She liked to be independent. She was the strong type. She liked to just do what she did. Sort of float by.

Glitch always made her laugh, even in the most dire situations. Raw made her feel like she didn't have to hide anything. And Cain made her feel like he could protect her from anything. And Azkadellia made her feel like she had a family. What would she do without them? She had no idea what she was going to do here. She had no idea who she was.

She heard a rustling in back of her. She looked down and saw a sword laying at her feet. She fell to her ankles and turned. She narrowed her eyes. She saw what the rustling sound was.

Three longcoats. Damn it. Where was Cain when you need him? She grabbed the handle of the sword. Thank god she had taken Fencing and Archery in school. Now that she thought back on it, her parents had encouraged it to a ridiculous level. A longcoat approached. Well, no time to think about her parents now.

She stood up and held the sword in her hand. They withdrew theirs. One approached and flicked it to see her skill. She smirked. She won five state championships and four regionals. They had no idea who they were messing with. She crossed blades with him and he leapt back surprised at her skill. She drove it through his heart. How's that for skill? She shook in shock at what she did. She just killed someone. Oh god. She just killed someone. Well,maybe if…

This was no time for if's and maybe's. This was a time for action. These longcoats were the enemy. They needed to be defeated. The other two approached and she felt her heart speed up. She knew she was in a fight for her life. Goddamn it. Where the fuck was Cain?

She parried off their attacks, one stabbed her in the stomach. Pretty deep too. She sliced him and he fell to the ground in pain. Apparently he took a beating before. She turned on her heel and faced the second one. He smirked at her.

"Someone's bleeding. Pretty, pretty princesses, bleeding in a row." He sang tauntingly. She narrowed her eyes threateningly. She waited until he was done with his little taunt that didn't even really scare her at all.

"So says the LongCoat Traitor." She spat. "That had two of his comrades dead, bleeding on the ground by the little princess." She taunted. His eyes widened at the truth of her words. She threw her sword into a fight with his. It was ended by a sound of a shot.

She turned around and saw Cain with his gun smoking. He put it back in his holster.

"Hey there Princess."

"Where the hell were you?" She yelled. His smirk fell off his face as he faced her anger. He was surprised that she could actually yell at him. Everyone else was too scared that he would kill them. And he probably would. But only DG could get away with it.

"Tending to my wounded son." He said as if that would make her feel bad.

"Was it fatal?" She asked coolly, wiping her bloody sword on the dead Longcoats clothes.

"No." He said, narrowing his eyes at her actions.

"Well, while you were at the medical ward, guess who was up here defending herself without her bodyguard?"

"I wasn't."

"Thinking? Yeah, well no big deal. I just killed." She shrugged, throwing the blade across the roof as if it disgusted her. She wiped her hands on her jeans.

"What is wrong with you?"

"I need to sleep. Ever had any magic before, Mr. Cain?"

"No." He said curiously.

"It's a part of your soul. I just drained a part of my soul. Kinda like after fucking the whole night." His ears turned pink. Apparently he experienced that.

"Well, I need you to escort me to the medical ward. I am about to faint." She said and then fell forward and Cain caught her and swept her up in his arms.

He looked at the two dead bodies. He saw that she fought them tooth and nail. And with skill too. That was interesting. What exactly did she go through on the other side? What was going on in that head of hers? Well, he shrugged. He'd find out when she woke up.