Chapter Two : There's No Place Like Home .

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by jadynraynebackup

by jadynraynebackup

I wanted out, out of the order, out of this stupid life. I lost magic, I was back to Salvation Amy once again.
I should've seen this coming, after all Nox did tell me not to trust The Wizard.
Oh, how I should have listened.
I waited, taking deep breaths and watched Dorothy with hate.
All I had ever done, that had meant something at least, was to kill her. And now... I was stuck in Kansas with the bitch.
I racked my brain and look at the wizard, maybe, just maybe, I could will my knife to me.
I concentrated hard and let my fingers
relax, imagining the knife in my hand. With the beautiful carvings in the white hilt and the blade made of a Kalidah's bone and claw.
I felt tiny glistening drops of sweat in my brow and resisted the urge to wipe it off, I knew what had to be done.
After a few minutes of failing for the knife, I decided to just do it the old fashioned way.
I turned to Dorothy, her expression still and something I hadn't seen on Dorothy's face in well, forever.

She wasn't scared of the Lion, or Mombi, or even the Wizard.
She was scared of Kansas.

I smirked.

"You're the one who said 'There's no place like home.'" I said, quoting Dorothy before I broke into a run and tackled her.

I had caught her off guard and was ready to start punching the crap out of her when I saw a familiar face.

Her eyes wide with horror I realized who it was and had to try to stop myself from fainting.
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( Nox )

I sat there thinking of a way to reopen the portal, to get to Amy.
I thought and thought and realized I hadn't seen Mombi since I came with Amy.
I stiffened, What if the Order is dead?
What would I do?

What would I become?

I suppressed a shudder and stood up, I had to find a spell.

I walked around the Royal Garden until I finally got out, I was devastated.

If Amy was in Kansas, and Oz is destroyed, What's there left to live for?

I held back the tears I knew Mombi would never allow, and tried to teleport to the Order.

I closed my eyes and imagined I was back in the apothecary.

I opened my eyes half expecting to see Amy, but instead all I saw was the Royal Garden and the wall, crumbled and destroyed.

I frowned, and all the color left my face.

The magic.

Did Dorothy or the Wizard take it?

All of it?