Chapter 11- The Wizard of Oz
Thousands of citizens scrambled to reach the tall doorway that lead to the wizard's chamber. They shouted and pushed, demanding to be let inside. Molly and her companions slowly made their way through the crowd to the front. A guard dressed in emerald robes was waving his hands in the air shouting inaudibly at the crowd. Once the friends made their way to the front of the crowd, they were able to understand the guard's speech.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please! Everything is alright, now. The Great and Powerful Oz has got matters well in hand...I hope... So, you can all go home. There's nothing to worry about,"exclaimed the disgruntled guard. As he continued to speak, the crowd gradually dispersed until there was no one else left but the four of them. Molly stepped forward.
"If you please, sir. We'd like to see the wizard right away, all four of us,"she asked politely.
"I have direct orders to not allow anyone inside. Not nobody, not no how!"answered the guard, more infuriated than before.
Scarecrow stepped in, "But, she's Molly."
The guard's eyes widened with surprise,"She's the witch's Molly?" The four travelers nodded to reply. "Well, that makes a difference. Um... I suppose...Yes, come in." With hesitation, the guard opened the doors, revealing a long narrow hallway. Together, they entered through the archway toward the wizard's chamber. A cool rush of air sent shivers down Molly's spine. She never thought this task would be daunting, but the mystery of the wizard made her feel unusually fearful. The rest of the walk was in complete silence. No one was interested in conversing with a feeling of dread in the pit of their stomachs. When they were half way across the narrow hall, a booming voice startled them to an abrupt halt.
"Come forward!" bellowed the anonymous voice. Carefully, they stepped further into the chamber. Long, elegant drapes enveloped the entrance, and the air felt thicker from the smoke that was ascending in the distance. A holographic image of dismembered head appeared above the platform that stood in front of them. Scarecrow and Lion trembled slightly. Molly gripped Tin Man's arm, attempting to hid her fear. Tin Man was amused with the others' reactions. He let out a small snorted and shook his head as he gazed at the projected head. Molly noticed his amusement. What does he know that we don't?
"I am Oz the Great and Powerful, who are you?" His voice resounded around the room. "Who are you?!"
The four companions looked at one another, curious as to who would dare to answer. Molly stepped forward, "If you please, we've come a long way for your help."
"I know why you have come!" yelled the wizard. Molly jumped back, spooked by the volume of his voice. "Yes indeed, you have come for a brain, a heart, courage, and...a home. However, I will grant you your wish if you perform a very small task...Bring me the broomstick of the Witch of the West!"
"If we do that...than we'd have to kill her to get it," stated Tin Man, suspicious of the wizard's motivation. The rest of them did not pay attention. The power of the great wizard distracted them.
"Bring it to me, and I shall grant your requests. Now, go!" demanded the wizard. "I said, GO!" The Cowardly Lion scuttled toward the exit with the others tailing behind him.
We came all this way to get into danger? Lovely, what next? Molly thought as she left the chamber. Before leaving, she heard a rattling noise from behind a curtain. Tat tat...tat tat. The sound was no more, and she continued to exit with the lingering curiosity of who this wizard really is.
But for now, the journey was not over yet for the band of misfits. They were about to oppose a threat that was not so easily dealt with.
A/N: Hey everyone! It's been awhile, and chapters will now be coming in slowly because of school. So, enjoy these chapters, and please be patient :)
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