Commander Bill ordered his men at once to mount Horses and charge to the Vinkus to defend his friend and King from the Witch of the East. He didn't know for sure who it was, but knew in his heart that Anthony would never do that, not the real Anthony. He had to get to the camp site before the Witch and her mob.

Speaking of Witches, Fake Anthony was still in the village he just killed all of the inhabitants of. The crazy mob had moved on wanting to seek revenge for their friends and family members on the treasonous King of Oz. Fake Anthony slowly twitched and grunted, and grew as he threw off the disguise and transformed back into the beautiful woman in the wheelchair. That wheel chair was the only thing preventing her from exposing her true nature. She met up with the mob, and cast a trapping spell, stopping the mob instantly.

"Citizens of Oz! I am Nessa Evanorah Thropp The Eminence of the East, and sister of the Great Elphaba Thropp! Yes scream and protest me all you want you little scum, but as you just witnessed, The so called King is the true villain! He murdered an entire village! But he is also powerful! You need someone to lead you Someone who is really in tune with how the people feel, someone who knows you all! How can we trust a man who isn't from here to lead us? How can you trust a man to want peace who constantly brings only war! And now he betrayed you all! Lied to you! Ripped apart innocent families! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?" She asked loudly, her eyes lighting up bright red.

"NO!"

"WHO DO YOU WANT AS MONARCH?! WHO SHOULD RULE THIS LAND? FOREVER!"

"YOU SHOULD! LURLINE DAMN THE KING! ANTHONY THE BLASPHEMOUS DESERVES DEATH!"

"THEN COME WITH ME, AN TOGETHER WE WILL BRING TRUTH TO THE LAND! I WILL BECOME YOUR QUEEN, ONLY IF YOU WANT IT!" She spoke remembering the Oziad.

"NESSA BE OUR QUEEN!"

She smiled and released the spell, and then the chair wheeled faster and faster, leading them all towards the campsite.

Back At the campsite, real Anthony had finished putting upa protective shield with Aunt Mara and cousin Strom who had just learned he had power to control the weather in Oz, and sat back down with his friends and family.

"We should get some sleep before tomorrow, we have to hike theses Mountains and the Kells, are not tourist friendly, we need our strength and endurance," I spoke. Everyone nodded, but Lanse came over to me, being suspicious about something.

"Anthony, this doesn't seem right. We're unarmed, alone and in the middle of a forest. If I were a Witch, and wanted to kill you, I would attack now when you are most vulnerable. She knows you want to protect us over yourself, and is going to use that against you Anthony," he said.

"What do you suggest then, I can't teleport us back I don't know the spell for more than one person," I explained.

"I'm saying I smell a fight coming, soon. You need to be ready," he finished. I knew in my heart he was right I just didn't want to believe him. Where in the heck is Glinda? I thought. It had been far too long without word. Suddenly, I heard a voice. IN a leaf, Lady Glinda had projected an enchanted image of her and spoke to me as I picked it up and held it closer.

"Glinda?! It's you! Oh Glinda I'm so glad you're ok, I need you my Kingdom needs your help!" I loudly whispered.

"Anthony, I'm imprisoned, and being held captive by the Witch of the East, be warned friend, she can change her form to many different things! She plans to de throne you with support of the people you serve Anthony! I'm also not alone! Julia is alive, she is alive and she is here with me Anthony you have got to stop her! Don't let her take your crown she will destroy everything from the inside out!" And then the leaf turned to ash. I looked up and I couldn't believe my eyes…

Commander William was no where to be seen yet, nor was my army. What was visible now though was a huge angry mob running like mad closer and closer to my campsite.

"LANSE, EM! ARGY MARA STROM EVERYONE GET UP ! We have NO TIME THIS IS NOT AN ALARM WE NEED TO RUN! NOW!" Mara got her self and Strom up and put out the fire, and Lanse and Em got up and made sure no one was left behind. Argy waited to make sure I was alright, aside from the panick, and ran with me.

"Aunt Mara, the shield is not going to hold them off long enough, take my friends and go west over the Mountains, aim for the sun, or the direction of the wind when it sets. When you cross the maintains, head for the nearest forest and find a tribe in the trees, Princess Nastoya will help you! You must all go now!"

"Anthony no no way in hell! We are not splitting up we will fight with you!"

"To the end brother!" Lanse cried out.

"I swore it to you already!" Argy promised.

Em stood still, with tears dropping knowing I wouldn't let them stay with me.

"You must please go, I am the only one who can hold them off, you must go with out me, the fate of Oz depends on it! I love you all more than you will ever know, AND BY GOD I WILL NOT LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO YOU WHILE I AM KING! OVER THE MOUNTAINS! FLY YOU FOOLS!" I shouted back, periodically checking the range of the mob in relation to us, now also crying fearing the worst. Mara stood still and tears fell steadily as Strom got furious, and walked off. Strom had had his fill with losing good things. Argy, Em, and Lanse ran up to me and almost knocked me over with their hug. "It is your only chance of survival. Your best chance is to not face them yet. When Commander Will comes, stay with him he will protect you. Now go! Before it's too late!" I cried. Mara was last to leave, but did so and lead the gang to Nastoya as I instructed. When I was sure they were all safely gone, hidden in the shadow of the mountain, I turned and faced my enemy, lighting my hands bright green ready to poison an entire army if necessary. Lanse, Em, Argy, Mara, and Strom were now in trees, and could see me. They stopped climbing and watched for a moment.

The mob approached the shield, and threw their tools at it, but they instantly disintegrated. Then, the shouting stopped. A gap formed in the calming crowds, and their fire torches were extinguished. The air grew colder, and I had goosebumps on my neck.

A wheelchair silently and smoothly approached the shield. The woman in the wheel chair led the mob and turned to face her people. Her eyes lit red for a second, and the shiled completely collapsed.

"Anthoyn The Blue Wizard and King of Oz: Under Articles of Government in the Oziad, I NessaEvanorah Thropp, with the will of the people and hearts of the citizens in my agreement, hereby deem you to be treasonous! And Mentally incapacitated! Under the stipulations of the Oziad I claim your Crown and throne as payment for the heinous acts you have brough upon this land! Do you deny any of this?" She shouted, the mob shouting and screaming behind her. They were only feet away from me now. Nessa trapped me summoning a wooen stake, and tying me with magic to it, preparing to burn me alive. The people of Oz who once embraced me, now had turned against me, shouting in excitement for my death.

"The people have spoke Your Ozness! STEP DOWN OR DIE AS THOSE YOU HAVE SLAIN IN THE PAST! SPEAK NOW!" She screamed.

"If it rtruly is the will of the people, only then will I step down," I quietly answered. My friends in the trees watched in horror, and more tears fell.

"LET IT BE WRITTEN! THE KING HATH SPOKEN! THE KING HAS ACCEPTED THINE ACCUSATIONS AND HOLDS THEM ALL TO BE TRUE! UNDER THE OZIAD I NOW ACCEPT THE VACANCY OF GOVERNMENT I HATH CREATED AND TAKE IT UPON MY OWN TO FILL THE ROLE!" When she spoke those words, she dropped the Oziad, and I lowered my head in humility. The mighty Emerald crown slid off my head, and the gorund shook, violently. The Woman in the Wheel chair picked up the crown which changed in her hands. It now looked like a black ring of thorns with large pointed horns stretching upwards from it. She placed it on her head and the raging mob cheered and exclaimed in ecstasy.

"And now my wretched little boy, I am going to give Hell what my sister always wanted: your life" She threw a hand at the floor, and fire engulfed the entire platform I was tied upon. Nessa Thropp stood up from her chair, and revelaed her true form, black rooster feather gown and cape that was ethereal from the wasit down, huge creepy collar, and skin the color of moonlight, with hair white as snow. The chair was destroyed in the fire, but had no other affect. The Wicked Witch of the East, was burning the former King of Oz at the stake, to the citizen's request.