Wizard of Oz part 4- Original fic by MISTER BIG T
The final part in the series. The disturbing finale which will totally rock everything you thought you knew about Wizard of OZ
Dorothy stumbled a little as she aproached the great Emerald Castle. It was humongous and bright green. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen during her life.
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"Welcome girl to Emerald Castle. My name is Cain." said a blue haired man, bowing slightly.
"It's honor to see it in reality, but may I meet Oz? I have been traveling for long time and he was rumored to be able to help me get home." Dorothy responded, while admiring the castle's beauty.
"Ah, yes. Go right in, Masters waiting." the man replied, bowing lightly.
However, when her friends tried to follow, the man placed a staff before them.
"She may pass, you stay here and wait once Oz is done." he said, giving a serious look.
Inside, Dorothy was greeted by a green shallow light that surrounded the room. Resting on his throne was Oz, the nearly God like deity.
"Ah Miss Dorothy. I'm glad that you came to help me." he said, giving a gentle smile.
"Actually, I came to get help from you, Lord Oz." she said, kinda nervous.
"Why certainly. However, will you allow me to speak my mind up before that?" he said, getting up and walking over a map. "Come child. Come on." he said.
Dorothy walked besides him and looked at the map where there were red marked areas and purple marked areas.
"See, heres Wicked Witch of the West. My sworn nemesis. She is trying to become ruler of this very world you see around yourself. And my army grows weaker and smaller each day." he said closing his eyes, like in prayer.
"But what does it have anything to do with me? I don't even know how to fight." said Dorothy.
"Theres a propechy that a woman from faar away land is the only one who can truly bring the witch down to her knees. She embarks a pigtail and she has seen the suffering of the world to realize what's up against her." said Oz, wiping the area of Witch away.
"But I heard you are very powerful. Why don't you just kill her yourself?" said Dorothy, now facing Oz again.
Oz gave a silent laughter and raised a glass of wine and took a sip.
"My power lies behind manipulation and fear of a strong enemy. I am just a mere mortal myself. Cain does have powers, but he is nothing compared to the witch. Besides, then I'd lack my personal guard and would be more vulnerable to assasin attempts." said Oz, drinking rest of the wine.
"If I'll try and I'm not saying that I could or even would kill the witch, could you bring me to my home?" said Dorothy, now getting kinda restless.
"Of course." Said Oz, giving a smile."
"Then I will try my best." Dorothy heard herself say.
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"Why do you still follow me?" said Dorothy, looking to her side as she was moving fastly towards the castle of Wicked Witch.
"Master OZ told me to protect your journey with all my strength." said the Iron man.
"I'd let my kiddo go alone into war? NEVER! " laughed the Scarecrow, sporting his huge warhammer Oz had given to him.
"I…I don't want anyone else to get hurt… So I'll help you." the Lion mumbled.
"Thank you… Thank you everyone." said Dorothy. She now knew she wasn't alone in this. She knew...That she had friends.
However, suddenly they stopped. There stood a guard infront of the gate. He had a halbert and he marked a long burnt mark across the right side of his face.
"I'll handle this!" Scarecrow yelled, as he began to run from the side and leapt towards the guard screaming and slamming his hammer straight at the head of the man, crushing his entire face.
"Smart move Scarecrow. Now they know we are coming!" Lion screamed.
"Okay everyone. Protect Dorothy at all costs." Iron Man told, possitioning his axe to ready stance.
Soon they came. The monkeys, the guards and other who had sworn to live to serve the Witch. The Iron Man leaped up in air and gave tackle against one guard, crashing him against a wall and then swung the axe, killing few guards, making way for Dorothy. At the sametime, Scarecrow was too pounding the guards and monkeys, when suddenly, one Monkey flew from under him and cut his leg off. Dorothy turned around to see the monkey's rip her friend apart, yellow hay flowing around everywhere.
"Scarecrow!" Dorothy screamed as she tried to go help her friend, but she was grabbed by the Lion.
"Hurry before we all follow him!" he exclaimed, panicking.
Suddenly however, he gave a groan of pain and Dorothy landed hard on ground and as she was getting up, Iron Man suddenly took hold of her and ran along the ranks of enemies.
"Let me go! Where's Lion??" she screamed.
"He is gone." he replied, running fastly towards one door.
Suddenly there came screeching voice and as he gazed up, he saw hot oil being poured down. Covering Dorothy as well as he could, he ran into the room and closed the door. He finally let go off Dorothy who began to cry.
"Up those stairs, is the throne room of Witch." said the cold looking Metallic man, pointing at one staircase.
"How do you know all this?" she asked, confused.
"I have been here before, when I helpt banguish her from this world the first time." he answered.
Suddenly Dorothy noticed it. The armored platings of Iron Man had nearly melted off from the heat. There were some exposed joints and muscles visible from the points of the cracked armor. Blood ran from the tender flesh.
"You…You were hurt…" Dorothy gasped, reaching her hand to caress her friend's face.
"I don't mind the pain. I was told to protect you and I'll do that no matter what it takes." Iron Man stated, with emotioneless face.
"Please…You can't leave me too… Please, I'm too weak!" Dorothy croed, against the chest of Iron Man.
Suddenly, the enemy began to pound at the door. It wouldn't last long. The Iron Man pointed at the staircase again, while raising his axe. Tears flowing down, Dorothy began to run up the staircase. As he was watching her go, Iron Man suddenly felt something hit his hand. Looking down, he saw it was a tear.
"Funny…I never thought I was capable of crying…" he though as he faced towards the door, which broke letting the massive army in.
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Dorothy wiped off her tears and opened the two huge doors. Inside, there was the Witch. She was eating a meal.
"Oh hello, come inside my pretty." she said and gazed at Dorothy.
That instant, the doors swung shut and she heard it getting locked. She swallowed and walked towards witch.
"Wanna have a meal?" the witch asked.
Suddenly Dorothy noticed what the Witch was eating. It was one of the Monkey's head.
"He escaped from battle. That's not a badthing as he came to report to me, but he failed his duties." said the witch, bringing a piece of his ear to her mouth. She truly deserved the nickname 'Wicked'.
Dorothy felt a little disgusted and tried to think what to say. Or to do. Before she could ever think further, Witch suddenly grabbed her by her arm.
"You killed my sister. And for that, I'll make you die a death so painful it will be legendary even in hell!" she swore, giving a spit at the face of Dorothy.
Suddenly however, the Witch screamed in pain. Dorothy saw how blood flowed down her fingers as the puppy she had hid under her coat bit hard at the hand of Witch.
"You little shit!!!" screamed the Witch and threw the puppy on ground, smashing it.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" screamed Dorothy.
She fell to her knees and began to weep. All her friends. All who cared or supported her, were gone. Even the small stray dog, who had tried to defend her. For what?
"Why? Why Witch, why do you do this?? Why do you harm?" she screamed.
"Why? I'll tell you why. Because Oz is nothing but a liar. He harms more than I do. Infact, I am liberating land of Oz from his grasb. " the Witch explained.
"………You fell in love with him…" Dorothy gagged.
"What did you say??" Witch exclaimed, looking amazed by her sheer willpower to be able to say that out loud.
"You fell in love with him and since he did not respond to your feelings, you began to hate him… And thought the best way to forget him was to eradicate everything associated with him…" Dorothy told, suprised even herself what she was saying and how much she was knowing.
The Witch was silent for sometime. Suddenly, she grabbed Dorothy from her hair and yanked it up.
"You little fuck! Death is too good for you!" she screamed, pieces of meat and spit dropping from her mouth.
Suddenly there came a howl. As Witch turned, she saw the white puppy she had smashed had raised up as a black, huge dog.
"T-Toto?" Dorothy said, scared. She then realized that for the first time, she had called the puppy with a name.
"A Hellhound…" Witch gagged.
Without a warning, the massive dog leapt at Witch and took bite of her arm. She screamed in pain and tried to struggle, but was in vain. She reached her hand over the table to get a knife and slay the foul beast, when…
SPLASH!!
Not having anything else to attack Witch with, Dorothy had picked up a nearby bucket and thrown it's content over the face of Witch in try to distract her. However, as soon as the water drippled around the face of Witch, she began to scream and rubbing her face. Her skin turned soft and drippled over ground. Dorothy gave a scream. Wicked Witch of the West had only one weak spot, water. Water, sign of life and purity was everything that stood against the whole existant of the Witch. Therefore, it was like her Kryptonite.
She gave an another scream of pain as her skin began to bubble and drop off, revealing parts of her skeleton. Toto, who had eaten the whole leg of Witch, now worked his way more up towards her body. Giving a final shriek of agony, the Wicked Witch of West finally died. Dorothy stood there for awhile, but then couraged herself and went and cuddled Toto.
"I… I'm sorry, I couldn't save you either…" Dorothy cried.
Then Dorothy collapsed from all the exhaustion as the world began to turn black.
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"So heres the girl." said a police officer, lightning a cigarette.
"I wonder how long she had been here?" another man pondered.
The two of them had bent over a small girl with pigtails. Frozen to death in snow with a dead puppy curled up her coat.
It was a cold and dark night.
The End