Glinda's cry for help could be heard across the giant landscape of Oz. There wasn't a single person who hadn't heard its echo. Elphaba in her sleep was the one to hear it the first. It was being called for her. Back in the dungeon, Glinda just lay on the ground, feeling miserable at the treacherous demise she just went through. Just then she heard a noise. She raised her small head and listened closely. It was the sound of someone sneaking in.
"Who's there?" asked Glinda. At the top of the windowsill where the moon flashed, was a monkey. A monkey with long blue wings. Glinda almost had a heart attack of her surprise. There, just like the night of Elphaba's "death", was Chistery. He jumped down from the windowsill and landed with a glide from his wings. He walked towards the cage with the small white cat. He studied Glinda for at least 3 seconds.
"Miss...Miss...Glinda?" he asked. Glinda stretched out her paw, letting Chistery set his memories in his head. He sniffed the paw, closed his eyes and smiled. "It is you. I've found you." he continued. Glinda smiled back. She was so happy to see someone she remembered. Chistery had fled the Emerald City to hide in the Marshes in the Quadling Country. There he continued to learn how to speak and learned to study in the light arts of magical chemistry and potions.
"Oh Chistery. You don't know how happy I am to see someone I know. Even in the state I am." she replied. Chistery was in fact, puzzled at Glinda's new form. But he understood how it happened. "But listen. You shouldn't be here. There is an evil man who changed me into this. You have to leave." continued Glinda.
"I'm not leaving without you. That's the main reason why I came. I've been watching you Miss Glinda. I saw you change. I saw your capture. I even saw the dastardly man who did this to you. Now stand back. I'm going to break these bars." said Chistery. He tried to bend them tightly. But that didn't work. Glinda did what she was told and walked on all fours towards the back of the cage. Just then Chistery took out a small vial from the small bag on his back. Inside it was a green liquid. "Stand still. This is a substance that I haven't tryed out. I could be very deadly." he said. He poured a small drop.
The drop of the liquid was buring the bars. Making them disintegrate. Glinda was marveled at such a substance. She had never witnessed it before. "Amazing. Chistery what do you call that stuff?" she asked. Chistery tried to think of a name as quickly as he could. Then he remembered what Elphaba had called it.
"Acid. It can burn through metal and even the human body." he said. Chistery poured the rest of the acid to destory the rest of the gage. When the deed was done, Glinda rushed towards Chistery. "Here Miss Glinda. Hop into the bag and I will keep it shut. Just hang on while we make our escape." he suggested. Glinda took a deep breath. She had to trust someone. Other wise she would be a goner. She gathered all her strenght and leaped into the bag. There she lay quiet.
Glinda poked her head out of the bag. "How exactly are we going to escape?" she asked.
"It's simple. We escape up there." replied Chistery. He pointed to the windowsill which seemed like 5 feet up from Glinda's perspective. Glinda gulped a lump in her throat. She dived down back into the back and let Chistery do the work.
Chistery leaped onto the wall of stone and started to climb. He tried not to make a sound. He felt that stealth and silence was the key to escaping. He climbed to the top of the window sill and looked out over the horizon. He slid through the bars and was climbing down vines he saw on the left side of the fortress. Guards were watching up top. The searchlights flashing back and forth. Chistery was a master of stealth and was able to dodge the tight obsticles without a sweat.
Just when he thought he had escaped with the goods a guard cried, "Hey! There's the bloke who's stealing the cat!" Chistery's eyes widened and he swang from the vines, dodging the gunfire from the guards and their weapons. Glinda meanwhile felt like she was going to throw up. But she was trying to keep up as best as she could. Chistery then felt it time to attack this dilema head-on. He swang and leaped towards the guards. He managed to knock a creature off the castle and steal a sword.
Chistery fought his way through 5 creatures. He was able to survive. There was only one creature left and this one was armed with a gun. Chistery had a perfect plan. "Eat gunfire you little bastard" shouted the soldier. The bullet was slowly fired from the gun. Just then Chistery guarded himself with nothing but the sword, which managed to block the bullet and send it hurling back towards the soldier.
The bullet hit the man fiercely in the heart. He coughed, gagged, and spat out a small amount of blood.Glinda poked her head out again and gasped. "My goodness. I've never seen anything so gruesome." she gasped. Chistery looked back at her.
"Try living in the Marshes. You get eaten by swamp creatures." he said sarcasticly. Chistery decided to keep the sword. He would need it to protect Glinda at all costs. He put on the belt with the seath that held his sword. Then Chistery returned to the vines and descended downwards slowly. Once on the ground, Chister ran towards the stream. At the end of the stream there was a dark tunnel leading towards a hidden passageway. He closed the huge metal gate. Inside the dark tunnel, Chistery took out from his bag a pellet. He threw it towards the darkness.
Just then a portal started to form and was sucking everything in it. Chistery ran towards the portal and leaped. They were both hurled through a twirling tornado to another part of Oz. It just 5 seconds, they were instantly in a small hut outside the marshes of Quadling Country. Chistery gained himself and let Glinda out of the bag. "Ouch. You all right?" he asked. Glinda felt dizzy after that voyage.
"Oh. I feel sick. Mind if I lay down." she asked. Chistery shook his head. It was still dark out. He poked at the firewood and heated it up. Then he picked up Glinda and set her on the bed. Glinda felt perfectly warm with her fur and declined Chistery's suggestion to have a blanket. She said he needed it more. While Glinda was fast asleep, Chistery watched after her. He couldn't get enough of the happy smile on her face. "Sweet dreams Miss Glinda." he whispered. For the rest of the night, Chistery stared up into the sky, watching the wonderful stars twinkling in the moonlight.
