The Story Teller
Akeel Dubaun
"The Wizard of Oz"-The Pulse-
The trip home was very short for Dorothy, she was so glad she had a book to read other than her old ones. She felt as though she was floating across her driveway, like the only thing under her feet were clouds. She slowly approached her front door, her boots clicking on the gray cement. She reached into her pocket for her keys; there was a pause, then a panicky yelp. Her two silver keys were missing. "Oh gods, what do I do?" I lost my keys on the first day!" She yelled, franticly pulling at her skirt pockets.
She gave a sigh, and slid down to the ground, her back against the door. "Why am I so stupid?" She asked, with no one to answer her. For about a half an hour she just sat there staring out at the orange bulb setting in the sky. Thoughts ran through her mind like rain hitting the pavement. What if I'm stuck out here all night? How can I reach a phone? Is there anyone close here to ask? Were these exact questions? She lived far from town, and walking was a pain, especially in her boots.
The sky became darker and darker by each minute, and then it came to her. "I have a book to read!" She said smacking her hand to her forehead. "I totally forgot, at least now I have something to do since it seems I'll be camping out on my porch tonight." She said giving a laugh. Carefully she pulled the gold book from her shopping bag. It looked fantastic; it had to be in perfect shape, except for the binding. She sighed again opening the book. She was surprised to see some name missing. There were only quotations around a blank space. Obviously, a name should have been there, but there wasn't. "What's going on?" Dorothy said sounding quite upset. Taku, her husky, walked up beside her and licked at her face. He could always tell when she was upset; he was such a good dog.
"It's alright Taku, I'll just walk back to the man who offered me this book." She said patting the dog's head. The dog barked and licked her hand. She just laughed and continued looking at the book. The wind grew cooler, and the leaves blew past the white porch where Dorothy was setting. Then, like the snap of a whip Dorothy was knocked out of her trance. "The book isn't' working for you my dear?" A familiar voice echoed in the wind. Dorothy looked up towards the sound, her eyes widened as though she had seen a ghost. "Akeel? Why are you here?" She asked quickly pulling herself to her feet. "You left something. I had to look in the directory to find where you lived." He said pulling out two silver keys from his pant pocket. Her soul felt as though it had fallen from heaven. Leaping forward, she surprised him with a giant hug. "THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, gently taking the keys from his hand.
Someone would have to be utterly stupid if they didn't notice her appreciation. "Would you like to come in?" The place isn't really set up yet, but I can make you something if you'd like?" She asked walking up the stairs. He didn't answer, only the wind was heard between the two. "You have a dog?" He asked staring into the golden eyes of her white husky. There was another pause, "That's wonderful, he would make a great Todo." He laughed, only receiving a puzzled look from Dorothy. "What?" She asked the book still in her grasp. He chuckled and walked towards her, one step after the other. His black coat flew after him and he looked almost evil. She had no idea what was coming next. "You don't understand do you? I am a warlock, and I'm 109 years old to this day." He laughed giving a sinister smirk. His hand lifted and he slowly traced her face. A terrified look came upon her face, and whole body shook. She couldn't even move when he ran his fingers through her hair. "Umm..but." She started to talk, but she got the wind knocked out of her when he slammed her against the door.
The doorknob jammed into her back a she let out a muffled yelp. Taku barked at an incredible pace, but his body was paralyzed, as well as Dorothy's. "You will become mine. You are Dorothy." He said placing his thumb to her head. "Your all I've ever wanted." He laughed pulling at his belt, just then his hand found his sword, which was called Zen. He slowly pulled it out of its sheath. Dorothy's eyes widened, and she tired to speak, but she could manage nothing. She felt as though she had a gas mask on getting ready for surgery. Her vision blurred, and she slowly blacked out, the last image in her mind was Akeel's evil smile, and the feeling of the swords strange pulse.