Author's Note: Everything in Italics is a flashback.
Thanks,
Sparkle_Greaser and JosettethewriterGoing through the Fog of Self Doubt was no party. In fact it was the EXACT OPPOSITE!!!!!! Okay, so I was transported right outside the fog, I decided to go into it... because... well, there wasn't exactly any where else I could go! What a mistake that turned out to be.
I didn't know what could possibly go wrong. I saw a cave, looked around, saw no where else to go, so thought why not? I'll tell you why not, because the moment I stepped in, my mom was there. She wasn't solid, she was what you expected a ghost to look like. Kind of foggy.
Foggy and mysterious. She told me that if I ever wanted to continue, I'd have to travel through the "Fog of Self Doubt" I scoffed at her and told her
"How Idiotic,"
"Whatever, don't believe me, but let your own subconscious beat the crap outta you," And just like that, she was gone, as quickly as she came. I started walking forwards, the creepy ghost words still fresh in my mind. Then, there was Gert.
"I'm dead because of you." she says in her motherly voice, instead this time she is harsh. "You couldn't kill the stupid lion, so you dragged me down with you. For god sakes, he's a cowardly lion, it can't be that hard!"
I shuddered, her words stung. Then, Jellia's voice rang out in my ears.
"Really? You sent a rookie, a newbie, a non-witch, another KANSAS chick to kill Dorothy? Well, look how well that turned out! I'm a tin man because of you, you son of a b****."
I winced at her words. Ouch.
"I hope you never live to see another day." Gone, just like that. It hurts, it really does. I keep walking.
"You failed us." Mombi says with hatred and anger. "You failed the order." That was all she said, but that hurt the most so far. I shake my head.
"No," I whispered to the fog. Then, same as Jellia and Gert... she vanished.
"Ugh, do I have to even talk to this guy?"
I recognized the voice immediately, Glamora.
"Fine, if I have to. You let us down, you never kept you promises. You said you'd protect us. You said you'd protect Amy. "
I sighed. And before she disappeared she added,
"Oh, and your outfit sucks, did I teach you nothing boy?"
Then, the person I cared most about, who I dreaded being here, because I knew it would hurt the most, Amy.
"Nox, I thought you liked me, I thought you cared about me, but you let me down. You promised you'd protect me and never leave me... but you didn't, I trusted you. I guess you can't keep your promises, you dirty boy. I want you out of my life forever."
My heart burst into a million pieces. Amy, Amy, she doesn't mean it... right? That wasn't her speaking, was it? I dropped to the ground, my head in my knees. I let it out. Tears streamed down my cheeks. At first, I thought I was sweating. I mean... I haven't cried in so many years. But when I realized I was crying, it made me cry more. I cried for Gert and Jellia. I cried to Mombi and Glamora. Yet, mostly I cried for Amy. I cried because I was never getting out of here. The fog seemed endless and it was a void of pain. I was never gonna get out. I was never gonna see Oz again. And, this is was the most painful of all, I was never gonna see Amy again. Suddenly, I felt the fog lifting and disappearing.
Then, I was on a boat.
Now, I'm on this crummy deserted island. But that island is a whole other story.
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Between: A Dorothy Must Die Fanfiction
FanfictionThis is a fanfiction about Nox's experiences without Amy on the island of lost things. I collabed with @sparkle_greaser