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Dorothy ran out of the emerald city. Holding the scepter tightly in her grasp. She ran to the docks and onto Tugg. He greeted her in his usual cheery disposition.
"Ah, Dorothy gale, where to today?" Tugg asked curiously.
"The clearing Tugg, please, just don't ask more questions." Dorothy said.
Tugg lifted his anchor and started up the river. As soon as they got there Dorothy looked at Tugg with tears in her eyes.
"Tugg, please leave me here, I'll find my own way back to the city." Dorothy said trying to hold back more tears.
"But Miss Dorothy…" Tugg began to say when he realized Dorothy really didn't want an argument.
"Just go." She said disembarking.
Tugg looked at her sadly and turned around. Dorothy watched to make sure he left completely out of sight and went to the middle of the clearing. She then set the scepter against a tree and it went dark. She sat down and pulled off her boots, hugging her legs to her chest and tucking her head in the gap between her knees and her chest and began to cry. She thought about the jester, with a large amount of hatred and anger, she wanted to go after him. But her main problem had once again compounded itself. And that was that she had no idea where he was, let alone how she was going to stop him. She knew she'd never be able to kill him, not on purpose anyways. She knew how ever in the back of her mind that in the end, to stop him completely she would either have to kill him or die trying. She then picked her head up and crossed her legs. She got into more of a meditative position and closed her eyes. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the pink orb. She felt calm and tranquility pass over her, she wished she had used the orb before she caused the problems, before she snapped at Tugg. She once again began to feel regret, sorry for what she had said and done. She sighed, got up and grabbed her boots. She then felt something shift in her pocket, something she know she didn't put in there herself.
"What the?" she asked herself rummaging in her pocket, her hand felt something that felt as though it were made of metal.
As she pulled it out she found that it was a locket, not like the one she had gotten in the past though. This one was a light silver. As she forced it open she gasped at what she saw. It was a picture of her parents on one side. And on the other, a small version of that oil painting that her friends had made for her. A tear dripped onto it, she then closed it and hung it from her neck. She then thought about her parents. Would they have wanted her to do this? She didn't know, they told her once to do what she thought was right. But would they support her decision to kill? She didn't know at this point, she didn't get a chance to know her parents that well. She spent most of her life raised by her aunt and life with her aunt and uncle since her parent's death. She tried to shut the memories out because whenever she thought about them she felt pain and she was beginning to feel it now. She remembered the night she saw her mother die in front of her, she was sick, fatally ill and the memory was beginning to play back in her head.
"Dorothy promise momma one thing." Dorothy's mother asked of her.
"Anything momma." Dorothy said through tears.
"Promise me, that you'll be a good girl, listen to your aunt and uncle, and promise me, that you'll help anyone in any way you can." She said.
"Momma, please, don't die, without you and poppa, I'll be alone." Dorothy said starting to cry.
"Dorothy, please, remember darling, and hold this with you, you are never alone." She said coughing slightly and closing her eyes.
Dorothy remembered watching her mother's eyes for the last time. She began to cry again. Her father had gone in a similar way. She never knew how but something seemed to keep her from falling that ill. And this made her cry a bit more. Dorothy walked over to the scepter and picked it up.
"But where would you be today if they hadn't died?" Dorothy asked herself.
She knew that she'd most likely would never have met all of her friends. She would never have come to oz. and she knew this for a fact. This thought, this one simple thought, gave her a new sense of closure. She knew, she now knew what her parents meant with those four words. Her friends, her aunt and uncle, even Toto kept her from being alone in this world and her own world. She wondered though, did any of their advice prepare her for a force this great?
"No, of course not, what parent would raise their kid to grow up and expect their kid to slay witches and fight a wicked jester? No one." Dorothy said asking and answering her own question.
She held the scepter tightly in her grasp. She was about to turn around and walk towards the emerald city when she felt someone embrace her from behind. She turned around to see Ellie and Glinda behind her. Both of them smiling.
"I see you found your aunts little present from all of us to you." Glinda said referring to the locket.
"Auntie Em made this for me?" Dorothy asked.
"Sort of, she commissioned for it to be crafted and gave us the picture, the oil painting is just a smaller version we have hanging in the hall." Ellie said.
"Glinda, Ellie, I don't know what to say." Dorothy said.
"Dorothy, you don't have to say anything." Glinda said walking over to Dorothy and taking her chin in her hands.
Dorothy smiled, she began to tear up again.
"Dorothy?" Ellie asked.
"Yes?" Dorothy asked.
"Why are you starting to cry again?" Ellie asked.
"I'm not, I'm just remembering." Dorothy replied smiling.
"What are you remembering?" Ellie and Glinda asked.
"My parents, it's been so long since I really thought about them, I remember my mom's death, and her final words to me." Dorothy said.
"What were they?" Ellie asked.
"They were 'you are never alone' and she was right." Dorothy said.
"People may leave you, but always remember there are always people who will be by your side." Glinda said kissing Dorothy's forehead.
"Thanks Glinda." Dorothy said smiling.
Dorothy hugged Ellie and broke from the embrace. She then hugged Glinda tightly. Glinda returned the warm embrace the way she always did. Dorothy broke from the embrace and smiled. Ellie grabbed the crystal orb and the boots from Dorothy.
"I think I'll carry these for you." Ellie said.
"Thanks Ellie." Dorothy said.
"Come on, let's go back to the emerald city." Ellie said.
Dorothy and Glinda both nodded. Glinda then waved her wand and Dorothy felt herself lurch forward. She didn't feel dizzy this time though, which surprised her when her feet made contact with the floor of the chambers.
"Dorothy, are you ready to return to Kansas?" Auntie Em asked holding Aislynn's hand.
Toto was on the ground sitting next to auntie Em. Dorothy smiled at him. Dorothy reached around her neck and pulled off the hair ribbon from around her neck, Ellie handed her back the key, Dorothy in turn handed Ellie her room key.
"Ellie have scarecrow make a copy of that key, you can access my room at any time, unless you want to come back with us first." Dorothy said.
Ellie handed the key to the scarecrow and walked over to Dorothy and took her hand. She smiled and hugged Dorothy tightly.
"So, you want to come with us?" Dorothy asked.
"Dorothy, I'll never leave your side." Ellie said smiling.
Dorothy returned the embraced and grabbed her boots from Ellie. She then handed them to Auntie Em and picked up Toto. She then looked at Glinda and nodded. Glinda waved her wand and Dorothy Felt herself lurch forward. She hoped, that for once this time, she'd end up in some place intact, and with a bucket
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