Chapter 4: Oz

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"It's been long enough, why can't we just do it already?" she snapped

"Hush, Zelena. You know it takes time. We need them to be desperate. We need to be their only chance."

"I've been stuck with them for ages before! I can do it, I know where to hit them where it hurts..."

"No. You need patience. When they're ready, they will come to us." 

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"This isn't the last you've seen of me!" Zelena screamed before violently being ripped from the clock tower. She spun in the air repeatedly until finally coming face to face with a cold, hard surface. Knocked out instantly, she woke up hours later. She looked past the bars that came in between her and the outside world. She found herself face to face with a very special witch.

"Glinda," Zelena grimaced. She tried to stand up but a cold metal clasp covered both her wrists. She looked down to find chains attaching her to the cell wall. She looked back up at Glinda, who stood their with a small, satisfying grin. She yanked on the chains to try and stand up but it was no use. Hunched over, she turned back towards Glinda.

"I'm sorry Zelena, but we had to be cautious. Why did you return?" Glinda asked out of pure curiosity.

"I need to get back! I need to get back to Storybrooke and take what is mine!" Zelena yelled.

"You aren't going to be taking anything from anyone." She declared.

Zelena smirked at this. "You can't stand in my way, Glinda. We both know I have more power than you." Glinda's face softened, as an apologetic look appeared on her face. 

"I'm sorry Zelena, you won't leave this cell. It's for the good of Oz," Glinda insisted. She turned around and gracefully walked up the stairs, leaving Zelena alone in the dungeon. The door at the top of the stairs slammed shut, leaving Zelena alone to her thoughts. Zelena pictured her baby, and remembered the time she had held her. The beautiful memory of giving birth to her daughter. This wonderful thought was soon destroyed as she remembers the Dark One walking in and stealing her away from her baby. At this, anger rose in Zelena. She remembered the feeling of victory as she watched all Dark Ones brand all the heroes of Storybrooke. She remembered Regina's face while she held on to the clock tower, desperately wanting to escape the trip to Oz.

 Zelena wrapped her fingers into fists and squeezed her eyes shut. Finally, with all the anger inside her, she was able to rip the metal chains out of the wall. Using her magic, she disintegrated the chains around her wrist until there was nothing left but dust. Rubbing her right wrist, an evil smile smeared over her face. 

Well that was easy, she thought with a slight tilt of her head. She bent over and picked up her hat that was left on the ground of her cell. She placed it back on her head with grace, and holding her head high, she swung the cell door open, marching up to face her foes one last time.

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Present Day


Zelena watched as Regina hugged her mother, teary-eyed and happy. She rolled her eyes as she turned around and stormed back over to where he waited. 

"Green was never a good color on you. Remember, your mother isn't just here for her," he insisted.

Zelena pointed in the direction of her mother and Regina. 

"Regina gets everything," she grimaced. "You didn't bring me here to watch a reunion, you brought me here to-"

"I know why I brought you here. I'm starting to understand why Regina has everything that you lost. A mother. A child. A lover," he smirked.

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