The Pearl
Of
Oz
Journey in Myst
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"No!" screams Galinda. Horror flashed across her face, an echo of anguish, flickered within her eyes.
Paralyzed, she watched, as the emerald woman stood tall before the burning rubble, her entire body was rigid, and her eyes shimmered within the chaotic symphony, strumming deep within her heart.
Grinding her teeth, Elphaba slid her leg behind her, and bending the other, slowly raised the glowing tip of her umbrella towards the Wizard's heart.
The howling wind screamed past her, making the tattered remains of her dress, billow around her, and her long raven hair to dance in the midnight breeze. Her slender lip curled slightly, revealing rows of blood stained fangs, glistening in the flicker of the fire light.
"Fae!" screams Fiyero.
Stop her please!
Narrowing her eyes, Elphaba clenched her teeth as a low growl, slipped past her curled lips. Gracefully, she pulls the umbrella back the glow pulsing around the tip vibrates, growing stronger with each crescendo of her rage, billowing deep within her blackened soul.
Galinda and Fiyero winced, feeling the strong dark energy vibrate around them, making the air crackle and spark. The sky darkens, and thunder rumbles throughout the darkened plains.
The bonfires rage burns bright within the night, casting eerie shadows to dance across the ebony night. Billows of smoke rises, choking out the rays of the silver moon, the smell of death was pungent, the smell of bodies burning brought tears to the eyes of any.
Manically, Elphaba lowers herself to the ground, and knees bending, clenches her emerald fingers tight around the handle of the umbrella. The Wizard stands tall, his eyes dark, and determination flickered across his face.
"Move your Ozness!" pleaded Galinda.
A slight tremble ripples down the Wizard's body, and slamming into the broken remains of the grand staircase, leading to the Emerald Palace; sending silent shockwaves to cascade deep within the broken earth.
"No" growls the Wizard.
Dorothy behind him cowers, her small arms press against her chest, the knuckles just barely touching the tip of her chin. Fear, sparkled within her eyes, and her heart jackhammered within her chest.
"I just want to go home" whimpers Dorothy.
"I'll send you home my pretty! And your little dog too!" spats Elphaba.
Throwing her head back, she emits an icy cackle, chilling Dorothy's bones, and making her tremble harder behind the Wizard. Tears, shimmer within her eyes, and her lips tremble.
This was it this was the end of her existence. She would die in this strange land called Oz, never to see her Aunt Em, and her Uncle Henry, nor Zeke, Hunk, or Hickory ever again.
Slowly, Elphaba lowers her head, her gaze shifts, and glares back at the wretched little farm girl, the murderess, who killed her sister in cold blood.
Nessa…
A pang of anguish skipped across her heart. Her eyes widen, and breathe gasping, she stumbles back. Her sister, the Wicked Witch of the East is what they called her, was dead. Nessa squished by a house that ended her wretched existence.
Somewhere, hidden deep within the recesses of her blackened heart, a spark ignited within the darkness, stealing the very breath from the Witch of Darkness. Gasping, Elphaba doubled over in pain, her eyes widen, and her mouth drops open. Panting in pain, her fingers open, releasing the umbrella.
A cry of pain and Elphaba's hands clench into trembling fists, rise and press hard against her chest. Anguish, shimmered within her eyes, and tears of pain, of heartbreak sparkle within the dark recesses of her darkened orbs. For a moment, a flicker of chocolate appears, before disappearing within the symphony of darkness.
Wincing, Galinda takes a tentative step towards Elphaba, tears shimmer within her cerulean eyes. Slowly, her hand rises and presses against her chest into a loose fist. Her golden curls dance around her, veiling the pain flickering across her face.
"Elphie" whispers Galinda.
Rage ignites within her, cascading over her blackened heart, and washing away the pain. A low growl vibrates within her throat, and clenching her eyes closed, forces the Voice to shatter within her mind.
I wont!
Leave This Body Now!
Never!
Leave! You're not wanted anymore!
I will not bow to you nor any one!
You're not strong enough to eradicate me!
As long as theirs hope…
Hope was lost the night Darkness fell! Give up, leave This Body! Your time is done here!
I will not leave, not now nor ever! I will continue to fight, until…the…day…I…DIE!
A heart wrenching scream pierces the night, making every man woman and child jump, and cower in fear. Only the Wizard, Galinda, Fiyero, Boq and the Cowardly Lion watches, as the Wicked Witch of Darkness rises to her full height. Throwing her head back, she emits a bloodcurdling scream. Her hands rise, and tangle within her hair.
"ELPHIE!" screams Galinda.
Throwing her hands down, her head slowly lowers and glares into the nothingness surrounding her.
Galinda watches, as Elphaba's hands curl into tight fists at her side, the darkness within her eyes shimmers, making her shiver in fear, and revulsion.
"You shall leave this body now…or I shall shatter what's left of your soul" growls Elphaba.
No!
Startled, Galinda stumbles back, her eyes widen, her mouth drops open and her heart jumps into her throat. Could it be? Could?
Growling, Elphaba makes a grand gesture with her fingers. Magickally, the umbrella jumps into her outstretched fingers. Twirling it behind her, she points the tip at the Wizard's heart.
LEAVE! OR I'LL DESTROY YOUR PRECIOUS WIZARD!" roars Elphaba.
Kill him then if you must…he means nothing to me
An evil smirk, slides across Elphaba's slender lips. Her eyes lower, a strange maniacal glint, sparkles within her eyes. Slowly, she relaxes her stance. Her head lowers, and her eyes flutter closed, as an icy chuckle, slips past her lips.
"You mean you don't know?" teases Elphaba.
Know what?
"What this man is to you…his significance in your past?" asks Elphaba darkly.
During this time, Fiyero awkwardly stumbles over to Galinda's side. Slowly, so not to startle her, he raises his cloth hands up towards her broken shoulders. Gently, he cups his hands against her bloodstained skin.
"Glin…what in Oz is happening?" asks Fiyero, worry etched within his voice.
Inwardly, worry echoed within his straw-filled mind. Worry that perhaps, Elphaba, his Fae, had finally slipped off the precipice of her sanity, falling forever in a riptide of madness.
"I…I don't know" stammers Galinda.
That was partially true. She didn't really know per-say what was happening, but she had a hunch. She just needed more proof before daring to allow such inquiries slip from her lips.
The Wizard is a lying bastard
"True…but there is more to it than that…he is the symbol of Oz, and of you" sneers Elphaba.
What?
"Elphaba Thropp…Thropp Third Descending of Munchkinland…behold!" roars the Wicked Witch. Grandly, she gestures towards the Wizard, glaring icily back at her. "The man who fathered your existence!"
"What!" gasps Galinda.
No…
"Yes…your father was not Frexspar Thropp…but the Wonderful Wizard of Oz himself" snarls the Witch of Darkness.
The Wizard stumbles back, his eyes wide in horror. Could this be true? Could this woman, this Witch truly be his daughter? It wasn't like it was impossible; after all, he had carried on that affair with…what's-her-name again in Munchkinland when he first came upon the scene here in Oz.
"Elphie" whispers Galinda.
"Glin…?" asks Fiyero.
Gasping, Galinda spins around and faces Fiyero. Instantly, her hands reach out and grab a fist full of cloth and straw. Growling, she pulls him closer, until his face was a mere inch away from hers.
"It's Elphie!" cries Galinda.
"Elphie?...Glin…what are you?" asks Fiyero confused.
"No…you don't understand. Elphie…she's still there!" cries Galinda.
"Huh?" asks Fiyero.
"A fragment of Elphie still dwells within her body! Don't you see Fiyero! We haven't lost her! She's still there!" cries Galinda, tears shimmering within her eyes.
For a moment, Fiyero stared deep into Galinda's dark, cerulean eyes. Hope shimmered within, hope that a piece of her friend, though faint, still existed within her body, fighting to keep Chaos at bay.
And though a part of him; a large part of him, wanted to believe it too, inwardly, he just couldn't. He couldn't take that pain anymore. She was gone, his precious Fae was dead, lost within the sea of Darkness, casted forever to be held and bound within the Shadows of torment, for all eternity.
His eyes soften, and slowly, his cloth hands rise up and cup Galinda's. Gently, he pries her fingers free from his shirt. Lowering their hands, he stares misty eyed, back at Galinda.
"I want her here too Glin…but we have to accept the facts…Elphaba's gone…and she's never coming back" replies Fiyero gently.
"No…no she's not dead Fiyero! I know she's not!"
"How?" asks Fiyero. Gently, his hand releases Galinda's. Slowly, he brings his hand up and cups Galinda's bruised and bloody cheek.
"I can feel her Fiyero…I can feel her fragment…its faint…but it's still there…glimmering…pulsing, fighting the darkness within her" replies Galinda softly.
"I-" starts Fiyero, but a bellowing scream rips him from his thoughts. Both Galinda and Fiyero's head snaps to the side. Elphaba, having recovered control over her body, once again stood tall before the flames, the ebony umbrella clenched tight within her fingers, aimed once more at the Wizard.
"Watch as I kill your precious father!" roars Elphaba.
Galinda stop this madness! Kill her! End this now!
"I can't" whimpers Galinda.
"Glin?" confused Fiyero's head snaps back to stare back at Galinda. A haunted look echoes back.
You're the only one who wields the power to destroy Chaos!
"I won't do it!"
Please Glin…I can't…hold on…much longer…please…you must…or else all of Oz…and the Other World will fall to her power! Please! Kill me now!
"No!" screams Galinda.
"DIE WIZARD OF LIES!" roars Elphaba.
Pulling back the dark power surges and dancing along the fine tip of her umbrella. Snarling, she throws the umbrella out towards the Wizard, sending the dark energy to slice through the air.
Standing tall, the Wizard spreads his arms out. Determination sparkles within his eyes. Determination to not only protect Dorothy, but all of Oz from this wretched beast of Darkness.
Galinda falls to her knees, watching helplessly as the power soars closer towards the Wizard. Falling with her, Fiyero gently wraps his arms around Galinda's trembling waist. Pulling her close, he holds her tight against his straw-filled body.
"I'm sorry" whispers Galinda.
An inch away, the Wizard turns and glaring over his shoulder, shouts at the farm girl, cowering behind him.
"NOW!"
Rising to her full height, Dorothy steps next to the Wizard's side. Closing her eyes, her hands tighten around the Key of Arycetia, clutched tight within her small, porcelain fingers.
Suddenly, a burst of magick, and splendor of white light shimmers out, blinding any who dared look into the light. Cringing, Elphaba turns away as the Light slams into her.
Gold dust shimmers out, encapsulating around Galinda, Fiyero, Boq, the Cowardly Lion, and Dorothy's bodies. Another flash, and the light vanishes back into the night.
Weakly, Elphaba rises to her feet. Blood pours from her mouth and her arm hangs limp against her side. Her eyes scan the square. The people were still here, the buildings smoldering, and the grand Emerald Palace in ruins. The Wizard stood tall upon the broken steps, an icy smile cresting on his lips.
Someone was missing. Her eyes scanned the pavilion. Suddenly, it dawned on her. That Dorothy girl, the White Witch, her Scarecrow lover, the man made of Tin, and the Cowardly Lion were gone.
Growling she spun on the Wizard.
"Where are they!" roars Elphaba.
"Gone…far away where your magick cannot touch them"
"Where!" roars Elphaba.
"To the Other Worlds…with the Key and Book" smirks the Wizard.