Chapter Two
A loud knock at the door awoke David from his sleep. He let out a groan and groggily got out of bed. He put on a black t-shirt and put on a pair of blue jeans. The knocking continued. Only this time it was much louder. Whoever was on the other end of the door must have had a death wish because he did not like being disturbed from his sleep.
"Coming," he murmured quietly. He quickly washed his face, put on his ring, and answered the door. His brown eyes widened when he saw who had been knocking. It was Daphne – the future ruler of Oz. She was in her pajamas, torn by the looks of it, and her legs had several cuts on them. Her skin was not the normal white and red color that it usually was; instead it was an unnatural red. Her skin looked redder than a tomato. Her hair was tangled and matted with leaves and twigs. She had a book clutched her right arm tightly. He grabbed her left arm gently and pulled her forcefully into the house. He slammed the door and peeked out of the windows anxiously.
Once he was done, he turned to the blonde woman. "Go clean up, and we will talk. Be quick," he told her. His voice was filled with panic.
Daphne looked at her black haired friend confused. Was he not happy to see her? She had not seen him in a few months because they live so far away from each other. She started to say something, but he interrupted her.
"I'll get you some clothes to change into, and I will explain everything to you later," he promised. His dark brown eyes soften. He smiled as he saw her nod. He went into his parent's room and began to look through some of his mother's old clothes. He grabbed a simple black dress and handed it to the green eyed girl. She thanked him, locked the restroom door, and went into the bathroom to get cleaned up. She kept the Grimmerie with her.
An hour later, she came out of the restroom completely cleaned. She smiled as she saw that David had food prepared for them to eat in the kitchen. He pulled out a chair for her, and motioned for her to sit.
She thanked him, sat down, and started to eat. It was a simple meal. It was just peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, but it was amazing for her because she had not eaten anything yet. She grabbed another sandwich and ate. She blushed when she saw the look on David's face. She had eaten four sandwiches in five minutes! She took a sip of water and began to speak. "Sorry. I am just really hungry," she told him. She was completely embarrassed at the moment.
David smiled at her. "It is fine. Now I want to know why your mother has announced you as criminal."
Daphne choked on her water. "She did WHAT?!" She yelled angrily.
Suddenly the ground started to shake and things in the room started to fly around. Dishes were lifted up in the air and dropped. Windows began to crack some as well.
David hid under the table. "Daphne, calm down, it is okay. I just want to know what is going on. Breathe!" He instructed the blond woman. A sigh of relief escaped from him as he saw her relax.
"I am so sorry. I-I-I- I di-didn't mean to. I am so sorry," she said as she looked at the damage she caused to his house.
The black haired man climbed from underneath the table and touched her hands gently. "It's all right," he told her gently. "It was an accident. You cannot help it that you cannot fully control your magic yet. Besides, I can fix it." He murmured a few words and the house instantly looked like it did before Daphne got mad.
"H-how-" she began to ask.
"I am a wizard. Remember?" He informed her playfully.
Daphne smiled at him and started to explain what had happened the night before. She told him about her mother bursting into her room and throwing her into a bubble and giving her a spell book. She did not tell him it was the Grimmerie because she knew a lot of witches and wizards would love to get their hands on that book.
"Okay, so it sounds like someone broke into the castle."
The blond girl nodded at him. "I am going back there. I am going to get mom and dad and take care of the idiot who did this."
David grabbed her are and pulled her back before she walked out of the door. "You are not going alone. I am going to help you out," he told her before she could even protest. "Besides we do not know what we are up against. We may need help and I have friends who would be more than willing to help out."
Daphne gulped. They were going to have to have a war in her home! Oh, man, the prophecy is coming true! She thought worriedly.
Before I forget, I do not own Wicked. They belong to their amazing owners! I only own my OCs. This chapter is dedicated to Bookworm741, my first reviewer. Please review though. It encourages me to update.