I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for not updating, readers! I was supposed to have this finished on Halloween LAST YEAR, but I had failed due to writer's block, a tendency to forget, and Oz knows what else. Heh heh...Pun. ANYWAY, I am currently finishing up typing up this tale, for it NEEDS to be complete. Draiky again is very sorry for lack of updating. I hope you all can understand, for I feel very ashamed for not finishing this story sooner. Also, I am sorry for this short chapter...But I assure you, new chapters will be coming soon, mark my words, or my name isn't Draikanic The Graticun VI!
And now, your highly-needed-lack-of-updating-but-has-now-finally-updated chapter! Aw dang, I pulled a Galinda...NOOOOOO!
"Well, with that dumb blonde too scared to stop us..." The Wizard said as he watched Mother Yackle put the shoes on. "We fan finally go to where that damned boy is, fight him and win, and finally have the Grimmerie in our posession." An evil smirk ran across his face. "Then we will be able to take over not only Oz of which we already did, but the home of that blasted boy!"
"Agreed." Mother Yackle replied. "Maybe even better, he'll die during the fight...that is if he's brave enough to fight."
"He probably isn't." The Wizard replied. "But don't make assumptions. He may be willing to, but he has never fought such magical folk like us. Though we are of his kind, we are MUCH stronger than him..."