I have something to say before the chapter. So yesterday was the first day of spring. It was fairly nice weather, a bit nippy out, but enjoyable. I woke up this morning and what is the first thing that meets my gaze as I look outside? SNOW! IN SPRING! You just gotta love this crazy Ohio Valley weather we get; sixty degrees one day, five the next. Okay, I'm done now.
Here is today's chapter. Hope you guys like it. The next chapter might take some time to get up tomorrow because I got a test tomorrow in my first class, and a paper and and audioproject due for my two afternoon classes, so it depends on how fast I write and how inspired I get.
On with the story though.
If you recognize it, it isn't mine.
Sam stood on the tallest tower of Kiamo Ko. It had been several days since her return home. Kael and his pack had left the previous day. She breathed in a deep breath of air and smiled. She was relieved to be back. She wore a pair of loose black pants, black boots, and a baggy black top. On her back was the sword Kael had given her.
"Thought I'd find you up here," Elphaba said, the wind blowing her long black hair back. She stood next to Sam.
"It's relaxing up here," Sam replied.
"You miss your friends, don't you?" Elphaba asked.
Sam nodded. "I've known them for nine years. They're like family."
"So then you'll want to go back to them in the other world," Elphaba said softly.
"No," Sam said, shocking her mother. "At least not right now."
"Why? Not that I'm complaining mind you."
"The Goa'uld. She needs to be stopped," Sam said.
Elphaba shook her head. "She nearly killed you. I'm not taking that chance again," she said.
"It doesn't matter. She'll come after me no matter what I do."
"Why?" Elphaba demanded.
"Because she hates me. I've managed to stop her plans several times now," Sam explained. "So I might as well take the fight to her."
"I forbid you to," Elphaba said, her voice rising.
"I'm too old for you to boss around now," Sam returned.
"You're still my daughter," Elphaba retorted.
"Daughter? You didn't even raise me! You gave me to two strangers to raise me! Some mother you are!" Sam shot back angrily.
Elphaba was stung by Sam's outburst. She kept her emotions in check, which was no easy task, and stared Sam in the eye. "If that's the case, then go ahead. Go get killed. If we mean that little to you, then go ahead and throw your life away." She turned and headed back into the castle.
Sam sighed, guilt rising in her. She ran a hand through her hair and stared eastward towards the Emerald City. "I screwed up Chis," she said as the Flying Monkey landed next to her.
"How?" he asked, his grammar having improved since her time away.
"I snapped at Elphaba," she said. "I know they gave me to the Carters for my own good, but it still hurts that they didn't feel like they could raise me themselves."
"They did feel they could raise you," he said.
She looked at him sharply. "They did?"
He nodded. "War was coming and they knew that taking out of Oz would keep you safe," he said. "Mistress thought of you everyday."
Sam looked down. "I suppose I would've done the same thing if I were in her position at the time…" she murmured. She sighed again. She made her way back inside, determined to make up with her mother.
She found Elphaba sitting in the study, her back to Sam. Sam silently shut the door behind her and cleared her throat. "What do you want?" Elphaba snapped.
"To apologize," Sam said. Elphaba didn't turn. "Chistery told me why you gave me up," Sam added.
"Your point?" she demanded.
Sam shrugged. "I probably would've done the same thing," she admitted. "By giving me up, you gave me a good childhood. A peaceful one…relatively speaking. But I grew up safe. So…thanks."
Sam stood there for several long moments. When it became clear that Elphaba wasn't going to say anything, she turned to leave. "It wasn't easy," Elphaba whispered softly, causing Sam to stop.
Sam faced her mother. "What wasn't?"
Elphaba turned and looked Sam in the eye. "Giving you up. You begged to stay with us. I didn't want to let you go, but I knew you'd be safer out of Oz than in it." She smiled faintly. "In any case, it seems you were helpful in the other world. At least that's how it sounded with what your friends told me."
Sam smiled. "Most things happen for a reason," she agreed.
"I want to know about your childhood. Please," Elphaba said. Sam nodded and sat down. She began telling Elphaba everything that had happened to her since being taken in by the Carters.
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"Sam! Fight it!" Daniel yelled, his arms chained behind him. Teal'c and Cameron lay unconscious on the floor. Blood was smeared on their faces.
"The one called Carter is no more," a sonorous voice boomed. "We are now Hathor." She extended her left hand and activated the hand device. Daniel's face contorted in pain. He let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground, dead. His eyes told of his disbelief and pain.
Hathor grinned, running a hand through her blonde hair. "This world, is now ours," she declared with a laugh…
Sam bolted upright in bed, sweat clinging to her skin. Her breathing was ragged and her covers were strewn about the bed. She forced her shaking limbs steady and got out of bed. She walked to the bathroom and splashed coldwater on her face, images of the dream still running through her mind. She dried her face and arms off and returned to her bedroom. She straightened out the covers and crawled back underneath them. She soon fell back into a restless sleep.
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"Sam! Fight it!" Daniel yelled, his arms chained behind him. Teal'c and Cameron lay unconscious on the floor. Blood was smeared on their faces.
"The one called Carter is no more," a sonorous voice boomed. "We are now Hathor." She extended her left hand and activated the hand device. Daniel's face contorted in pain. He let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground, dead. His eyes told of his disbelief and pain.
Hathor grinned, running a hand through her blonde hair. "This world, is now ours," she declared with a laugh. She turned her attention to Fiyero and grinned. "Time to die father," she whispered. She held out her left hand and smiled as he sagged in the chains, dead.
"Fiyero!" Elphaba screamed. "You'll pay for that!" she snarled at Hathor.
"You will not kill us. We are, after all, your precious daughter," Hathor chuckled. She picked up the torture rod and pressed it against Elphaba's skin. The green woman shrieked in pain…
"Samantha!" a voice said sharply, jerking Sam awake.
Sam looked up into the concerned eyes of Fiyero. Light from the dawn was creeping in through her curtains. "I'm fine," she mumbled.
"You've been out for two days," he said. "We've been trying to wake you up with every trick we know."
"Two days?" Sam asked, sitting up.
He nodded. "You sure you're all right?"
"I'm fine," she insisted.
He looked skeptical but nodded. "Breakfast should be done soon. Your mother also wanted to see you. I think she might be up on the tall tower again."
Sam nodded and he left the room. Images from the dreams still floated in her mind but she pushed them away. She showered quickly and got dressed. She wore her pair of black boots, black baggy pants, and a gi shirt. Once dressed she made her way up to the tall tower.
Elphaba turned at her approach. Relief appeared in her eyes. "You all right?" she asked, looking Sam over for any signs of injury.
"I'm fine, I swear," Sam said. "I don't know how or why I slept that long."
"No offense, but you don't look that well rested," Elphaba commented.
"Gee, thanks," Sam muttered.
"Just don't go near Glinda. She'll be sure to make you her new project when she sees how tired you look," Elphaba advised.
Sam smiled and nodded. "Thanks for the heads up," she said distractedly.
"Sam, what's wrong?" Elphaba asked. "And don't tell me it's nothing."
Sam leaned against the stones, folding her arms over her chest. "I've been having these…nightmares," she said slowly. "But they look and feel real."
"They aren't nightmares," Elphaba said. "They're most likely visions of the future. I have that ability as well," she explained. "What happens in these visions?"
Sam shivered. "I see you and my friends die…"
"Die by whom?" she pressed.
"Me," Sam said, slight fear in her eyes.
Dun dun duuuuunnnnn! Don't you just hate me for these cliffhangers? Until the next chapter, review please! Reviews inspire me to write.