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Chapter 11: Seen and Unseen love

To the other side of the camp, Elphaba ran as fast as her brain could muster. Dizziness still dominated all of her senses. Her destination was the furthest armory opposite to the meadow. She was quite sure that most of gun powder and heavy weapons must be kept there to prevent the possibility of blowing up in the middle of the army. She knew her ex-teacher well enough to tentatively speculate the camp's map. The green girl didn't trust her new winged friend to put it on fire. It's too risk for him to get hurt from the flak if all he thought about was only to throw down the fire. The main camp wasn't far from the meadow much, and it's rather large, full with very near constructions and old fabric tents. Devil in her mind screamed at her to burn them all again and again like her order to the monkey, but the idea of being a mass murder since nineteen years old was too horrible to except. She tried to dodge out from every Animals sight that running speedy to the emerald flame that shot up to the night sky, until she saw a dozen of lions and wolfs. They all wore the same outfits, brown ripped trousers and loosely maroon shirt, carrying guns and bows, guarded a middle size wooden house. The only way was to shoot her magic at them, but how. She's never thrown some magic ball out like Glinda did, and lighting up the fire in their fireplace was too little to use in this situation. Her eyes caught the ground she kneeled on, her observation point behind the tent. They all stood on the dead grass. With that realization, Elphaba focused her power on her green hands and touch them on the ground till she smelled something burn. She used her boots to put down the fast spread emerald fire and repeated Morrible's lesson concerning about the first commotion at Shiz in her head. Imagine she's not pulling something in, and victorious smile fully plastered her face.

Armory unit did their job effectively. They surrounded the armory, weapons ready to shoot out, but even the best troops in the Land of Oz couldn't expect the huge fired tents thrown aggressively at them, followed by a friendly warning

"Watch out, guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuys! It's hottttttttttttttttttttttttt!"

Emerald fired fabrics and its supported stick flew up in the sky blocking their night scenery for a second and landed in front of their groups with a treated sizzling sound. The lifeless plant dangerously rose into angry flame and generously spread it out to its dead clan. Not over three blinks, the green girl turned her small battlefield into a green bonfire. No time to admire her throwing skill, Elphaba ran out as far as she could without rethinking. The loudest BOOM Oz's ever had in decades dragged every living thing in the area attention. Elphaba, buried under the pieces of blowing house and dirt, painfully crawled out to an open air. Luckily, she had a long stride and jumped into the stack of hay in time, or else she might be dead already. Elphaba slowly sat, laid her back on the messy hay that saved her life, and smiled weakly. Now, their attention would be here. She didn't know that Glinda's still fighting or not, but her guts told her that this armory's bomb show would brought them away. Elphaba thought of Hora, at least she wouldn't let her master die, with that idea, she started to move up to the outer camp. That's when she felt something dashed through her upper right chest and blood filled her throat that she had to cough it out before falling to the ground. A large bow was on the fair tigress paws, and Elphaba finally experienced the feeling of death coming to grasp her, sadly, that's not the worst part - the worst was who invited him.

Dillamond and Morrible arrived soon after that, and they madly scolded at the tigress for shooting at her. Morrible sent the tigress out of the way with her mini tornado, and hurried to look at the wound, but Elphaba wouldn't let them touch her that easily. With the last energy she had, she casted a flame surrounded her body and laid on her side watching them struggled to get in. She started to breathe slower; the pain became too much to bear.

"Elphaba! Let me in!" Dillamond shouted into the fire while Morrible ran around to find the water to create the spell.

"No…it's..true…wh..how…" but the green girl lost all feelings already. Only tear streamed down.

Becka indeed tried to kill her. She remembered the first time they met; Becka was her first friend in this injustice world. With Blonde roommate and stupid ignorance people, she found the tigress reading a book on the counter of the library. She smiled her big teeth to Elphaba every day, and the green girl finally lower her shield and spoke to her in a better manner. That's one of the best decisions in her green life. Then in the end, it's all pretenses to gain her abilities and trust. What's for?...obviously to spy her. That goat…what a clever move – librarian with a magical book warm. It's all true, with her teacher standing there in the army camp conspiring with Horrible Morrible. She doubted that Glinda knew about this, and Glinda…dead or alive, or another one who left her on her own. Hora…keeper or god, or a puppet master.

Now, no any shield, no any wall, no any fortress…just a girl who cried her heart out for a reason she herself didn't understand waiting for her ending. Elphaba's breath began to catch in her throat, but in her blurry eyes she saw the back of Glinda standing in front of the green fire. Her blonde hair moved beautifully in the air. One hand hung on her body, but shinning with bright light, the other reached out and moved freely as if controlling something. Truth or hallucination, the green girl didn't know; all she thought was how far they were and how short of her arms to catch, to hold Glinda Upland. Why she's so useless, sank in blood watching the blonde, her pink blonde, jumped into the hands of the death. No...not that blonde anymore, and Elphaba cried harder with her own realization. No, she's not her Glinda, though the green girl loved her so much, and No, she's not her Elphie, for her Elphie must be the one who stood by her side. Nobody's on the green thing side.

"Elph..a..g.t..up.! Hol…ur….the…I…..rrow…out"

She didn't understand any words; still, that blurry figure with an angelic voice continued her speaking. The greatest pain shot up on her chest, and it's like someone pulled her fresh out with it. Elphaba cried out loud in agonizing pain, but she felt the air was cooler, more sent to her wounded lung. The ground's softer, and everything seemed quieter. Elphaba painfully looked for Glinda, in a further range. She saw the real war, between Animals and their shadows. The most thrilled enemy was yourselves, and Glinda definitely made it true. Every Animals' shadow was under her spell. They fought with the similar black form of their own, the fight they would never win. Elphaba tried to stick her eyes to Glinda, but she lost her at some point. The green girl, even didn't know what really happen after she was shot, started to panic and jumped out to find her.

"No!…Glin!" but she was hold back by the same figure. She struggled to get out until she felt a familiar warmness on her back. Glinda, full with blood strain, embraced Elphaba from behind, but the green girl only felt it, for she lost her conscious at the moment she knew Glinda's there. The creamy arms locked the green body tightly before chanting the last spell in the air.

It's the moonless night; Glinda sat quietly beside the window thinking of the past. She brought Elphaba and Hora to her home town - Frottica, and sent Chistery to take care of his herd before anything wrong happened. Hora found him not far from the blowing armory; he tried to find Elphaba as she did too. Three of them hid in Glinda's childhood vacation cottage not far from the Uplands manor. It's a small place for the little girl Galinda to have some rest when she got sick with too much tradition and ballroom dance. She asked for this place as her birthday gift, surprisingly, there's no any pinkness here, only cream wallpaper and colorful flowers around territory. Her parents always said that it's too simple to be hers, but for the little girl, who wished to run away from everything, thought this was the best. On the white king bed size, Elphaba, with a very high fever and cool fabric on her forehead, has slept recklessly for three days. After they transported here by Glinda's spell. The blonde went to her personal doctor in the middle of the city begging him for help. For safety reason, Hora wiped out his memory about it after his treat. The time keeper stayed with them all the time after the fight. She even put a hidden spell around the house, promised that no one would know they were here. Glinda's injuries healed very fast; may be because of Hora's spell that she used to wake her up to fight the second round. Now, she's nearly full recovery though with a broken rips and arm.

"Are you alright, master?" angelic voice ringed up in the night.

"Yes, I'm good, Hora. Thank you very much" Glinda turned and answered in tired voice.

"You should get some sleep, and…um…I come to say that she's having a nightmare right now." Hora said mentioning to the green girl. Glinda jerked her head up and quickly walked to sit beside her love. Soon, Elphaba started to writhe on the bed struggling to get away from something.

"She's too weak to block my power."

"Elphie…Elphie, it's alright, shhhhhhh" Glinda tried to soothe her down, softly push her on the bed.

"She's dreaming about you…running after you until you're in her reach, but someone drags her down, and she watched hundreds of red eyes staring at you. All she can do is trying to crawl up and call your name…to look at her, to get her. No one's on her side, even you. You're so far away from her, master" Hora said, looked at her green friend worriedly

Elphaba squirmed harder and lashed out her arms fiercely. She cried out in pain, and her blood began to seep through the bandage on her chest. Glinda didn't know what to do, so she climbed behind her love, and hugged her close to herself pressing Elphaba body down on her. The green girl slowly stopped her struggle and with a heavy breath, calm down and cuddled Glinda's arms on her waist tightly. Glinda moved them into a more comfortable position and let her love laid her head on her shoulder. The blonde gently tangled her hand on the long raven hair, rocked the girl softly. With in a minute, Glinda started to cry and murmured her apology.

"It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself, master."

"She's never hurt this bad, not once." Glinda whispered softly, tear ran down

"For now, she's just nineteen, not that powerful twenty three years old that you think of most of the time, master."

"Hora...many times I ask myself…do I really love her…or do I love the one who's already dead many years ago." Glinda said in quivering voice

"That's why she can't reach you."

Glinda slowly turned her head up, and silently asked some explanation.

"You love Elphaba, master, both this younger and older. It's just that you love the other much more than the one lying here in your arms. Elphaba knows that, so she asked your permission to get in your memory because she wants to be that girl for you. All you think is that you're good enough for her, but master, you forget that she's not good enough for you, not enough to be on your side. She chose you all over anything as the other Elphaba did, so let her in."

Glinda hugged her love closer, brows furrowed strictly.

"If I let her in…she will lose her younger self. She will turn to be that serious girl who put the world on her back, and…"

"I know you don't want her to be suffer, but I believe in Elphaba. I believe that if you let this younger grown up by getting in your memories, she will be different. She will carry the best in her both primes. Master…let she loves you like you love her."

Glinda finally stopped crying and looked at the time keeper in deep concentration.

"But..."

"I promise her love for it" Hora interrupted, said in determination staring directly at her master eyes before continue

"And when I said my super super superb holy promise, it shall be done." Hora smiled brightly, and Glinda couldn't help, but laughed out a bit.

"You shouldn't hold her much longer. Her temperature will make you catch a cold." Hora pointed out and stepped closer to help Glinda lay the green girl down.

"Thanks, Hora" Glinda spoke out

"No, I'm sorry that I can't help more than this. There're rules I have to follow. Master, I can only interfere in any of your action, just when you're in great danger; something that will take your life before you pay the price. Please remember that I can't protect Elphaba like I did to you." Hora told her master in a serious manner that she's never seen before.

"I'll keep that in mind. Is there anything else I need to know?"

Hora stared into the crystal blue eyes before turned her head to see the creamy hand holding the green one gently. For many centuries that the time keeper hid her feelings, Glinda and Elphaba stayed side by side made she think of someone she should let go many centuries before. Now, it came back and broke her heart again.

"Hora…I'm sorry. Did I say something wrong?" Glinda asked in concern when she saw tear brimmed on her gray eyes.

"Nothing, master, just some old memory. I have to meet someone. Get some sleep, I'll be right back." Hora answered in her normal tone before disappear in the air, so Glinda crossed to the other side of the bed, changed the cold fabric, and tucked the green girl in. The blonde laid down and watched Elphaba sleeping form for a while before kissed her head sweetly and let sleep overtake her.

In the middle of the ashes square, full with burn marks and scraps, the time keeper stood calmly in front of her prisoner. No one in this whole universe could cut down her chain. No choice for those Animals and that fish woman, but to left him here. She looked at the white hair and ugly wounds on his left side, and waved her hand to release the chain on his neck. The white man slowly moved his head up to gaze into the gray eyes, only blankness painted on his jailer face.

"I'm so sorry, Hora. You know it needed to be done." The white man said in a deep voice.

"You nearly killed her!" Hora shouted at him. Her gray eyes darker in anger

"They need each other…I have to be the one who made them see. It's the best way, and you know it."

"It's just…I just…don't want her to get hurt." Hora said; her anger began to melt away by the unavoidable truth. All of his confinement's gone now, and he rose up to take the time keeper in his arms.

"I'm sorry. I know she means a lot to you." The white man softly cupped her cheek up and kissed her lightly.

"Is that hurt?...I'm just so angry that all I could think was locked you here!" Hora exclaimed

"I'll let the healer take care of it. She's very powerful, Glinda the good. I can't believe I fell on her trap." The white man praised the blonde with glistering dark eyes.

"What trap?, guess I followed Elphaba in that time." Hora said, examined the cut on his chest.

"She set Moonlight trap since the beginning of the fight. She knew my element is also light, so our spells will block all the moon away until she shot me with her brightest light then all lights gone, Boom!."

"Lower your light guard because she stopped her spell? Your feet touch the moonlight zone which I'm sure was the whole meadow."

"Exactly, such a great plan! How lucky I am to be a protective type."

"Funny, you're immortal, Tyme"

"If not, I would be dead already. How are they anyway?" Tyme asked with his furrowed brow

"I can only heal Glinda, so Elphaba was a sleeping beauty stuck in her heartbreaking dream."

"And…Is Glinda alright with our magic combat?"

"Lots in her mind…I don't want to discover all of it yet." Hora said abruptly while drawing something in the air, trying to avert her eyes

"Hora…Glin.." Tyme caught her in the arm

"Don't say it…please" Hora said, her eyes started to full with tear. Tyme hesitated for a moment before spoke out in a smooth voice.

"Glinda is not Renae, so please…let go." Tyme kissed her forehead and held her close for a while before walked through the light gate that his keeper drew it for him. Hora didn't slip out any word to her husband though he looked at her in expectation, so when he didn't get any response he decided to step aside.

"You got my permission to heal Elphaba, as my apology to you, my love." Tyme said in a gentle voice.

"I'm sorry that I can't love you as much as I love her." Hora whispered quietly to the god of time. Tyme whipped his head back and smiled softly.

"At least you love me...that's enough for those who really love someone." The god of time said kindly and gone, leaving his wife to fall back in the old memories.

Oh nooooooo, what really happen here? LOL Thanks for reading!, feel free to talk with me about the story!