January 2, 2014
Innocence-Avril Lavigne (3:53)
Tin Man
DG and Az
"Take my hand," the dark haired girl with the blue eyes insisted evenly. "I won't let go again." She promised. Her voice sincere and determined. No fear shone in those blue eyes. Interesting.
Did she know this girl? For the first time in years she had fought her way from the prison the witch had trapped her in. She remembered those eyes. She knew she did. They'd once been so full of faith and love and admiration for her older sister. So full of terror and pain and confusion the last time she'd seen them. DG. Her beloved baby sister. The one the witch had forced her to kill.
But she wasn't dead, was she? Her big blue eyes weren't glassy and wide in terror any longer. Her lips weren't blue with the lack of oxygen.
She was here, standing before her with her hand outstretched. Those blue eyes so full of love and hope and need. Oh. DG. DG was here. Waiting. Hoping. Needing her big sister to take her hand once again. Needing her big sister to help her save them both.
Fighting the pull of the witch, struggling further from the cage in her mind, her hand haltingly reached out. "DG," she breathed. The heart the witch had buried finally starting to beat once more.
She would win this fight. She would expel the witch and save her sister. She'd been too shocked, scared and young the last time but this time she was ready. This time she had fifteen years of hiding and waiting behind her. She would win this fight or die trying.
The witch pushed her away and Azkadilla smiled as DG caught her safely in her arms. Az grinned and stood straight at DG's side, hands clasped tightly together. "Don't let go." Az begged as the witch screamed.
"I won't," DG's voice held the ring of a vow and she held her hand harder. "I promise. Never again."