I Fall
Into You
Chapter 21
Lies Undone
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Fiyero stood rigid, his eyes narrowed at the man, the coward, standing before him, Elphaba pressed hard against his body. One arm was wrapped around her neck, chocking her. The other was wrapped tight around her slender waist.
For a moment, Fiyero's eyes flickered to the gun, pressed against Elphaba's temple. A growl, slipped past his lips, seeing Frex's fingers tremble against the trigger.
He knew, that one wrong move, and Fae's life would be over, before she even had a chance for it to begin.
Every muscle in his body tensed and flexed. His fingers spread against his side, and anticipation prickled within his mind. His other, remain tight fisted at chest level. Beads of sweat sparkled across his forehead.
"Are you such a coward that you would hide behind a defenseless woman!" snarls Fiyero.
"I think of it not as hiding but merely using her as…a tool…a means of protection if you will" laughs Frex.
His laugh was icy, cold, and dark. Fiyero couldn't help but shiver at the darkness, shimmering within Frex's cold, steel eyes.
This man, this Governor was insane, a maniac, completely unhinged and on-edge. It was obvious he cared not for the safety of those surrounding him, nor of the emerald beauty, quivering against him, weakly struggling to break free from his grasp.
Snarling, he pressed the barrel of the gun against her temple. His arms; like an anaconda, squeezed against her side. The sound of her ribs cracking resounded within Fiyero's ears.
He was strong, as he was crazy. A maniacal glint sparkled within his eyes as a dirty, wicked smile slid across his lips. Turning, he nuzzled his nose against the side of her neck.
Fiyero growled, seeing the man, the monster, open his mouth, his slimy tongue slid out, and licked up Elphaba's neck.
A squeak and Elphaba once again fought to free herself from her human bondage.
"Leave her alone!" roared Fiyero.
"Have you tasted her dear Prince" asks Frex; his eyes remained low, gazing almost lovingly at Elphaba's neck. A slippery smile slid across his face, before pressing a kiss to her throat.
Fiyero's eyes widened in both horror and disgust, for this man, a man who fathered this child, would dare molest her? Damaging her soul beyond repair and shattering her innocence. It was deplorable, beyond the pail. That alone, made Fiyero's stomach twist.
"You" starts Fiyero, his stance faltering before the rage once burning within his body once again ignited. His muscles tensed, and his fist tightened, trembling in the air. "You sick twisted monster! You would rape a child you fathered! A child born of your blood!"
"A child? Ha far from it" laughs Frex throwing his head back, and laughing. Lowering it, he once again glares back at the Prince. The arm wrapped around her waist loosens, as his hand rises up and clutches onto Elphaba's quivering chin.
"An abomination like this could never have been born from my blood"
"She's your daughter! And yet you treat her like a monster, a piece of trash, garbage unfit to be walk the same ground as you! What makes you so high an mighty? Do you honestly think the Unnamed God would forgive you for your sins?"
"Who said she was my child" smiles Frex.
That stunned him. Fiyero stood frozen on the spot, his eyes widen in both horror and confusion. Elphaba not his daughter? But then…how…
"But…she lived here in the mansion with you…how can" starts Fiyero, his mind reeling.
"She was never mine. She came from another" smiles Frex, truly enjoying the pain, the torment twisted on the Prince's handsome features.
"Who's?" quivers Fiyero.
"A man of great power…one who all of Oz looks up too, and worships" laughs Frex.
"The Wizard" whispers Fiyero.
Avaric paced the floor. It had been hours since his brother abruptly stood up at the dinner table. Excusing himself, he threw his napkin on the table, and fled the house, leaving everyone in utter confusion.
Avaric didn't know what could have been so important, that would make Avarice leave the table, and without finishing his meal.
As he paced, he puffed on the ebony pipe, half tipped between his lips. His dark blue eyes stared at the floor, not really looking at it. He knew his brother was involved in something big, something insurmountable, and yet, he just couldn't wrap his mind around it.
Growling, Avaric threw his pipe on the table and storming over to the sandstone fireplace, gazed at the dancing flames. His one hand reached up, and grasped hard onto the ledge, the other, remained limp against his side.
The dancing flames reflected within his eyes, making the blue look like it was on fire. His face glowed beneath the flickering flashes of orange on yellows.
"Avaric" comes a soft voice.
Whirling, Avaric turned and glared at the person standing at the study doors. A woman of older years, with light blonde hair, curled and pinned elegantly on the top of her head. Her matching blue eyes gazed sadly back at the man, glaring at her. She wore a dress of elegant silk and sash. The colors, a splash of pink, layered on top of cream. This, was Lady Tenmeadow's.
"What do you want?" growls Avaric.
"Son…what troubles you so to have put you in this fowl of moods?" asks the woman.
Gracefully, she ascends into the study. Stopping before her son, she raises a timid hand up and rests it on Avaric's shoulder.
Roughly, Avaric shrugs his mother's hand off of his shoulder, before turning back to stare at the flames.
"I know of our past…of our hands mingled in the pot of deception and lies" replies Avaric darkly.
"I" starts his mother.
"I know what you did with the Wizard's daughter! I know you and father and Avarice are involved!" roars Avaric, as he spins around and rounds on the woman, the person whom he had called mother for years.
"How? You were just a boy then…how could you have!"
"I listen mother. Even when you and father believe I'm not…I' am" growls Avaric.
"I see" replies his mother. Her head bows, as her dark blue eyes stare at the ground, tears shimmering within. She knew this day would come, she had just hoped, it would be longer.
"Why?" came a soft, timid voice.
Her head snaps up, her eyes widen as she stares at her son, her lips part and quiver.
"What?"
"Why?" repeats Avaric. Slowly, he turns once again to face his mother. "Why did you do it? Why did you allow such travesties to befall such an innocent soul? A girl who's only fault was being the heir to the Throne of Oz?"
"Avaric…you have to understand…times were trying back then…At that time…we didn't have much of a choice"
"And you aiding in enchanting the spell, which had imprisoned my friend in a loveless marriage to a woman he didn't love justified such!" snarls Avaric.
"Avaric" replies Lady Tenmeadows softly. Timidly, she reaches up and places a comforting hand on her son's shoulder. Slowly, Avaric's gaze rises up to stare into the tear filled eyes of his mother.
"I love her mother…I loved her…and she was taken away" whispers Avaric.
"Galinda?" whispers his mother.
"No…another" breathes Avaric.
"His daughter…but…she was just a babe when" starts Lady Tenmeadows.
"It didn't matter!" snarls Avaric. Shrugging away from his mother's touch, Avaric steps away towards the windows. Placing both hands on the sill, he rounds his back as he tries to gain control over his emotions, and his breathing.
"When I gazed upon her…when I first touched her fingers…I felt a spark…I just knew that we were meant to be together" whispers Avaric brokenly. Slowly, he turns back to face his mother, tears shimmering within his eyes, before fading beneath the folds of his rage. "I loved her…and I swore on that day. That I would do anything to ensure her life was happy. That she was protected from evil, from pain"
"Avaric" placates his mother.
"But you stole her away from me!" roars Avaric, as he points a menacing finger back at his mother.
"I"
"You and my brother…and her took the love of my life away from me! Do you know what they did to her mother?" asks Avaric darkly.
Unable to speak, Lady Tenmeadows shook her head. Her eyes widen, as Avaric stalks towards her, his eyes narrow, blazing with hells fire.
"She was molested…beaten and raped daily by the man she believed to be her father" spat Avaric.
"No" whimpers his mother.
"He beat her daily Mother, starved her half to death. He whipped her body, broke her bones and burned her precious skin. He allowed other men to come to the house, and have their way with her. At the tender age of four! She had strangers beating her body, raping her!" growls Avaric.
Scared, Lady Tenmeadows slowly starts to back away from her son, the look of fear, sparkling within her eyes. She had no idea, the sins the atrocities to which Elphaba had endured in her childhood. It sickened her. Her very soul twisted and her heart ached. A child of such innocence, being subjected to such brutality.
"And when she was nine…and the Gale Force started snooping around Munchkin Manor…Frex stole her away. Took her back to the City of Emeralds…to the Shadow District where he sold her to a Merchant. A Merchant who peddled her out to the masses!" roars Avaric.
"Lurline above" whispers his mother.
"She was raped and beaten by the men…her body sold to the masses! She was starved. Forced to sleep on the freezing earth, sometimes in her own piss and feces! Nothing to keep her warm, nothing to comfort her! She lost her ability to speak, to be a human being!" snarls Avaric.
"No…no you lie!" shrieks his mother.
"Do I? Ask your beloved son Avarice…he frequented her often in the City…he witnessed the atrocities himself, and bragged about them later"
"But…that's impossible"
"What is mother…you know something more don't you? Tell me" growls Avaric.
By now, Avaric stood toe to toe with his mother, his dark gaze, glared down at his mother, quivering in fear and revulsion beneath him. Her slender arm reached across the table, her fingers grasping the fine wood. The other, lay placid against the glass surface.
"I" starts Lady Tenmeadows.
"Tell me…now! Redeem yourself before you too, are sent to the Eternal Abyss of Hell!" snarls Avaric.
"Madame Morrible promised to not harm the child!" screams Lady Tenmeadows.
"Madame Morrible…the Wizard's Grand Vizier? But…why would-"
"She wanted Elphaba out of the way" replies his mother, her voice timid, and soft.
"Why?" asks Avaric gently.
Shaking her head, Lady Tenmeadows turns her gaze away from her son's as tears shimmered within her eyes.
"Why!" roars Avaric.
"Because of her power!"
"Her. Power?"
"Yes…"
"I don't" starts Avaric.
"Madame Morrible foresaw it all in her crystal ball. Elphaba would rise, as one of the most powerful sorceress's Oz had ever seen…More powerful than Morrible and Lurline. She would cast away the Shadow's. The darkness from this realm, and head Oz in the path towards Light" explains his mother.
"But…Elphaba has no powers" replies Avaric gently.
"She was born with them. They just didn't manifest until she was older"
"So…Morrible planned all this?" asks Avaric. "The Shadow's descending upon the land…the Darkness swallowing Oz whole?" asks Avaric.
"She came to us with a proposition…telling your father and I, that if we aided in this mission. We would be rewarded tenfold, with power and riches unimaginable" explains his mother.
"Riches? Why? Were one of the richest families in the City of Emeralds?" asks Avaric.
"Not at that time. Your father's businesses were floundering. We were losing money. Our house was about to be taken from us…and I had just given birth to the two of you. We would have been thrown in the streets, or worse, in Southstairs" explains his mother.
"So…you struck a deal with Morrible in exchange for money?" asks Avaric incredulously.
"At that time we were desperate! I couldn't live like that Avaric! Out on the streets, peddling for food! Not sure when the next meal would come! Worrying about keeping the both of you fed and clothed! I couldn't!" cries his mother, as she turns to stare back at her son.
"So you sold your soul to the devil to ensure us a prosperous life…and condemning another to hell?" asks Avaric darkly.
"Yes"
"Why Avarice…why was he more involved?" asks Avaric.
"Your father…and Madame Morrible knew of your affections towards the emerald child. I remained blissfully unaware. He knew that if you were to get involved…he feared you would run off and warn the Wizard of his plot"
"How does Lady Galinda factor into this?" asks Avaric.
"Galinda wasn't involved in the plot. Her mother was. She promised to help in stowing the child away"
"And her reward?" asks Avaric.
"A chance for her daughter to not only be tutored by Morrible herself when she came of age, but also the title of Grand Vizier" explains his mother.
"Fiyero?" asks Avaric.
"An innocent bystander"
"Not so when his heart was forced to love another" growls Avaric.
"Morrible knew that Fiyero would fall in love with the Princess…and that he would have some plot in the whole downfall of the Shadows. So…with Morrible's help. She concocted a potion that would enchant Fiyero's heart and mind, to forget about Elphaba"
"And focus on Galinda instead" growls Avaric.
"Haven't you…or Lady Upland any heart! You can't force someone to love another!" roars Avaric.
Slowly, Lady Tenmeadows turns to stare back at her son.
"You speak to one already imprisoned within those very walls"
"You? And father?" asks Avaric softly.
"It was a marriage of convenience. One plotted by my own parents, and his. A contract to strengthen ties between the Gillikin and the City of Emeralds" explains Lady Tenmeadows.
"All this time…I thought" whispers Avaric.
"Your father loves me as much as he does a glass of brandy…he would rather be out screwing some whore of the night…then lay with me in our marriage bed. It's a fate, a life, I accepted" explains Lady Tenmeadows.
Slowly, she rises back on her feet. Her eyes never leave her son's as she steps over to him. Gently, her hand rises up and cups the side of her son's face. A soft smile, tugs across her slender lips.
"A life…not chosen for you" replies Lady Tenmeadows.
"Mother" whispers Avaric.
"Go to her…the wheels of fate are turning. And I fear…then end is near. Hurry now, and save the woman you love" whispers his mother.
"I don't know where they had taken her"
"To the place where it all began…where the Nightmares first stepped foot onto this plain…Colwen Grounds"