Note: Ok I finished this chapter the same day that I finished chapter 3... but im waiting a day... I decided to wait and read all of your reviews first because I like to make it clear what im trying to get across in this fic, I'm trying not for it to stray too much from the book but lets face it, the characters that im working with right now weren't given that many borders and allowed me to use a little freedom with them, I really don't want it to seem that im one of those people that twist and turn the story into something unbelievable... I know last chapter was a bit on the edge of that line that I don't want to cross but, its pretty normal if you see it from a different angle... so to answer a concern of yours:

animeluvr1: if you read at the end of the book it says on page 406: "A lot of nonsense has been circulated about how Dorothy left Oz. There are some who say that she never did; they say as they said of Ozma before her that she is in hiding, in disguise, patient as a maiden, waiting to come back and show herself again. Others insist she flew up into the sky like a saint ascending to the Other Land, waving her apron giddily and clutching that damn fool dog." --- remember "The Wizard of Oz" is supposed to be how everyone perceived what happened, and "The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West" is supposed to be like what really happened, the behind the scenes, and nobody was really sure what exactly happened to Dorothy, so, I was in need of some flavor so I decided to keep her around, no big... what happened in the past in my fanfic will come around slowly and over time, I expect it to be very long, and very fun hehehe... and as for Glinda, she's going to come around, I'm not going to stay in the Nor perspective for much longer, I'm waiting for a strong place to end her story for now and then move to a different person, don't worry, Glinda will come around soon enough...

Oh by the way i wasn't exactly suuure that fiyero even had a last name and they called sarima the Dowager Princess and all and... i just decided to use Dowager as a last name... if there is a real last name please tell me so i can switch it, if not im just going to keep it like it is (edited: changed it to Tigular)

Chapter 4

Nor gaped, her mouth open, eyes wide and staring thoughtlessly. Dorothy! Dorothy? Of all people to use magic as a weapon... Dorothy?! "Dorothy! Dorothy? Of all people to use magic as a weapon... Dorothy?! How could she have possibly done it?"

Liir laughed at his sister's befuddlement, "Hold that thought for just one second and you can ask her yourself." Nor cocked her head and then remembered that he was leading her to where he and Dorothy were staying. "Follow me," Liir told her while giving her a sweeping arm gesture to tell her to come. She followed him, still a little shocked and amazed. Dorothy! Dorothy? Of all people to use magic as a weapon... Dorothy?!

Liir lead her into a small, narrow alley, bordered by the saddest looking buildings Nor ever saw. She really didn't think such buildings would be allowed in such a grand and sanitary place such as the Emerald City, but there they were. Liir left the alleyway and went around a few of the dirty, ancient looking buildings Nor had stared at just seconds before. Liir made a sharp turn and lead Nor into a small, barely visible, alcove in a wall surrounding one of the better looking, but still ugly, buildings.

The opening in the wall was just barely large enough for Nor to squeeze through, she had to go in sideway and crouch to get inside. The inside of the wall was lit by a single wax candle in the middle of the room, illuminating the room to a point where Nor could just make out everything. The room, she didn't know what else to call it but a room, wasn't that big at all, a little larger then the size of her old bedroom at Kiamo Ko. There was practically no furnishing at all, only a little more then that of her cell. There were three chairs and a table. On the table was a very large book, a book that looked vaguely familiar, a few other smaller books that paled in thickness to the massive one at the center of the table, and a few lone sheets of paper.

That was all that was in the room, save for the small girl sitting in one of the chairs, trifling through all of the papers and books. She was what Nor thought to be maybe 10 or 11, she was wearing normal shoes, a worn looking blue and white checkered dress with a white blouse underneath. Her hair was tied behind her back, but a few strands had fallen free from the tie she was holding her hair up with.

When she heard both of them enter she looked up, the candle illuminated her face, her entire face gave the impression that she was tired, desperately tired... a tired that years of sleep couldn't take away. When she saw Liir her expression automatically changed to a smile and her entire face brightened up, but the tiredness could still be seen.

She got up from the chair and she met Liir in the middle of the room with a long, intimate hug. "What took you so long Liir? I was so worried!" She pulled away from him for a second, his forehead was creased with worry, his eyes scanning her to see if she was ok. He brought his head down and they kissed, a long passionate kiss. It looked odd, someone so young to kiss like that. But when it was with Liir... it just looked... right.

Nor wasn't exactly sure what to do, she stepped back until she hit the back wall of the room and averted her gaze. After their kiss ended Dorothy looked over at the back of the room and saw Nor for the first time. Both their cheeks colored in embarrassment, Dorothy's for having kissed Liir so in public, and Nor for witnessing the kiss.

Dorothy walked over to where Nor was standing, Nor didn't move, she was still a little too embarrassed. "Hello, I'm Dorothy, Dorothy Gale, and that's my dog, Toto, over there," she pointed to a small, furry lump underneath the table, something Nor had missed when she scanned the room, "I'm sure you've already met Liir." She looked over a Liir to see if she was correct in her presumption, Liir smiled.

"Pleased to meet you." She said as she shook Dorothy's hand, "My name is Nor Tigular. So, this is where you've been living?" Nor said as she scanned the room a second time, "It's actually better then what I imagined." Nor said truthfully.

Dorothy smiled, "Well, Liir found it," she turned around to face Liir. He was beaming, "he also found all of this furniture and most of those books." She said, pointing to the items on the table.

Nor walked over to the table. She opened up each book except the large one, she remembered it and she didn't dare even open it. There was one thing in common with each book, "They are all magic books," she turned to Dorothy, "I know you used magic to do what you did to the prison, what exactly did you do?" Nor asked inquisitively. She had always been amazed by magic and as a child she had always eaten up any story that had any magical relevance. Now her thirst for magical knowledge took over.

Dorothy sat down, Liir sat down next to her then Nor followed their suit but when she pushed her hair in, one of the legs it the sleeping, furry mound that was Toto. The dog lifted its head with a "Gwhrr?" sound, it immediately saw Nor and leaped to its feet and ran out from under the table. It was a small, furry little mutt with darkish brown fur. Nor could tell that this dog was a yipper, an annoying dog that made small, high pitched barks for no apparent reason except for the sake of making noise. And sure enough once the dog saw and smelt someone new in the room, it barked. No it didn't bark. It yipped.

Dorothy cringed, "He isn't that friendly to people he doesn't know, he tends to bark a lot too, when we met Liir he barked for a whole month before he got used to him. Just give him some time. He usually gets used to women faster then men." Throughout the entire time Dorothy was talking, the small little dog was barking, no yipping, throughout the entire thing and it continued to yip afterwards. Nor looked at the dog, it looked like the most annoying thing she had ever seen, and then she heard it yip again, and again, and again, and then she knew it was the most annoying thing she had ever seen. Nor decided to ignore it, there was nothing she could do to make it stop barking, she had to just ignore it. Simply that. Ignore it. Put it out of her mind and just flat out ignore it.

Dorothy looked at Nor with an apologizing expression, she could tell how much the dog was annoying her, "Well I suppose I'll answer your question now." Just ignore it, yip there's nothing to it, just ignore it, "We'll I have been taking magical classes for a while now," yip, ignore it, just ignore it yip, "Liir has been working, and we have been starving just to pay for them." It doesn't exist, yip yip, its not real. "It took me so long to learn the spells, mainly because I'm not Ozian I think," yip yip, ignore it, just ignore it, its not real, "But it still took so long. Then Liir," its not real, yip yip yip not real at all, ignore it, "found these spell books and I used them to," yip yip ignore it! yip It doesn't exist! yip yip, "find a spell that would get you out of that prison." yip ignore it, yip yip yip just ignore it, yip "And that's pretty much how I did it." yip yip yip yip yip yip yip

Nor couldn't stand it anymore. She jumped out of her chair, sending it flying behind her, she walked over to the dog, towering above it, she hadn't determined yet what she was going to do, impose fear into it, or kick it, she hadn't decided if she would do any bodily harm to it.

All of the sudden she was on the floor. She wasn't aware of anything but the gigantic pain in the back of her head, it was all she could feel. It took away her feeling of everything else. It hurt so much, she wasn't even sure if there was anything else to her except the pain. She tried to get up but her vision spotted and she fell back down. She moved her hand to the back of her head and took it away in a gasp of pain when her fingers touched the spot where she hit her head on the bed in her cell. She was breathing heavy, her lungs gasping for air, hoping that it would help her, but the pain relented and her vision began to go dark. The last things she saw before she went unconscious was Liir and Dorothy running to her to see what happened, and her hand, red with blood.

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