Wizard of Oz part 4- Original fic by MISTER BIG T

The final part in the series. The disturbing finale, which will totally rock everything you, thought you knew about Wizard of OZ

Dorothy stumbled a little as she approached the great Emerald Castle. It was humongous and bright green. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen during her life.

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"Welcome girl to the Emerald Castle. My name is Cain," a man with a blue hair said while bowing slightly.

"It's honor to see it in reality but may I meet Oz? I have been traveling for long time and he was rumored to be able to help me get home," Dorothy responded while admiring the castle's beauty.

"Ah yes… Go right in, Master’s waiting," the man replied as he bowed lightly.

However when her friends tried to follow, the man placed his wooden staff before them.

"She may pass, you stay here and wait once Oz is done,” he said while giving a serious look.

A green shallow light that surrounded the room greeted Dorothy. Resting on his throne was Oz, a person with a near God like status.

"Ah Miss Dorothy. I'm glad that you came to help me," he said as he gave a gentle smile.

"Actually I came to get help from you, Lord Oz." she replied with a nervous smile.

"Why certainly. However will you allow me to speak my mind up before that?" he asked while getting up and walking over next to a map. "Come child. Come on," he spoke.

Dorothy walked near him and looked at the map where there were red marked areas and purple marked areas.

"See here’s Wicked Witch of the West. My sworn nemesis. She is trying to become the ruler of this very world you see around yourself. And my army grows weaker and smaller each day," he explained while closing his eyes like in a prayer.

"But what does it have anything to do with me? I don't even know how to fight," Dorothy replied.

"There’s a prophecy that a woman from far away land is the only one who can truly bring the witch down to her knees. She embarks a pigtail and she has seen the suffering of the world to realize what's up against her," Oz spoke as he wiped the area of Witch away.

"But I heard you are very powerful. Why don't you just kill her yourself?" Dorothy questioned Oz, now facing him again.

Oz gave a silent laughter and raised a glass of wine to his lips and took a sip.

"My power lies behind manipulation and fear of a strong enemy. I am just a mere mortal myself. Cain does have powers but he is nothing compared to the witch. Besides then I'd lack my personal guard and would be more vulnerable to assassin attempts," Oz explained as he drank rest of the wine.

"If I'll try and I'm not saying that I could or even would kill the witch, could you bring me to my home?" Dorothy asked for now she was getting more restless.

"Of course," Oz immediately replied.

"Then I will try my best," Dorothy heard herself say.

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"Why do you still follow me?" Dorothy asked as she looked to her side while she was moving quickly towards the castle of Wicked Witch.

"Master OZ told me to protect your journey with all my strength," Iron man said.

"I'd let my kiddo go alone into war? NEVER! " Scarecrow laughed while sporting his huge war hammer which Oz had given to him.

"I… I don't want anyone else to get hurt… So I'll help you…" the lion mumbled.

"Thank you… Thank you everyone…" Dorothy softly spoke. She now knew she wasn't alone in this. She knew... That no matter what would happen today… She had friends.

However suddenly they all stopped their movement. There stood a guard in front of the gate. He had a halberd and he marked a long burn mark across the right side of his face.

"I'll handle this!" Scarecrow yelled as he began to run from the side and leapt towards the guard screaming and slamming his hammer straight at the head of the man, crushing his entire face.

"Smart move Scarecrow. Now they know we are coming!" Lion screamed.

"Okay everyone. Protect Dorothy at all costs!" Iron Man instructed them while positioning his axe to ready stance.

Soon “they” came. The monkeys, the human guards, and other who had sworn to live to serve the Witch. The Iron Man leaped up in air and gave a tackle against one guard, ramming him against a wall and then swung his axe, killing few guards and making way for Dorothy. At the same time, Scarecrow was too pounding the guards and the monkeys when suddenly; one Monkey flew from underneath him and cut his left leg off. Dorothy turned around to see the monkey's rip her friend apart, yellow hay flowing around everywhere.

"Scarecrow!" Dorothy screamed as she tried to go help her friend but the lion grabbed her.

"Hurry before we all follow him!" he exclaimed in a panic.

Suddenly however he gave a groan of pain and Dorothy landed hard on ground and just as she was getting up, Iron Man suddenly took hold of her and ran along the ranks of the enemies.

"Let me go! Where's the lion??" she screamed.

"He is gone," he replied as he ran towards one door.

Suddenly there came screeching voice and as he gazed up, he saw a pot of hot oil being poured down towards them. Covering Dorothy as well as he could, he ran into the room and closed the door as oil began to boil on his armor. He finally let go off Dorothy who began to cry.

"Up those stairs is the throne room of Witch," Metallic man said as he pointed at one staircase.

"How do you know all this?" she asked unable to confusion.

"I have been here before when I helpt banish her from this world the first time," he answered.

Suddenly Dorothy noticed it. The armored platings of Iron Man had nearly melted off from the heat. There were some exposed joints and muscles visible from the points of the cracked armor. Blood ran from the tender flesh.

"You…You were hurt…" Dorothy gasped as she reached her hand to caress her friend's face.

"I don't mind the pain. I was told to protect you and I'll do that no matter what it takes," Iron Man stated with an emotionless face.

"Please…You can't leave me too… Please I'm too weak!" Dorothy cried against the chest of Iron Man.

Suddenly the enemy began to pound at the door. It wouldn't last long. The Iron Man pointed at the staircase again while raising his axe. Tears flowing down, Dorothy began to run up the staircase. As he was watching her go, Iron Man suddenly felt something hit his hand. Looking down, he saw it was a tear.

"Funny… I never thought I was capable of crying…" he though as he faced towards the door, which broke letting the massive army in.

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Dorothy wiped off her tears and opened the two huge doors. Inside there was the Witch. She was eating a meal.

"Oh hello come inside my pretty," she said and gazed at Dorothy.

That instant the doors swung shut and she heard them getting locked. She swallowed and walked towards the witch.

"Want to have a meal?" the witch asked.

Suddenly Dorothy noticed what the Witch was eating. It was one of the Monkey's head.

"He escaped from a battle. That's not a bad thing as he came to report to me but he failed his duties," the witch explained as she brought a piece of his ear to her mouth. She truly deserved the nickname 'Wicked'.

Dorothy felt disgusted and tried to think what to say. Or to do. Before she could ever think further, the Witch suddenly grabbed her by her arm.

"You killed my sister. And for that, I'll make you die a death so painful it will be legendary even in hell!" she swore while giving a spit at the face of Dorothy.

Suddenly however the Witch screamed in pain. Dorothy saw how blood flowed down her fingers as the puppy she had hid under her coat bit hard at the hand of Witch.

"You little shit!!!" the Witch screamed and threw the puppy on ground before smashing it underneath her boot.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Dorothy cried.

She fell to her knees and began to weep. All her friends… All, who cared or supported her, were gone. Even the small stray dog that had tried to defend her. For what…?

"Why? Why Witch, why do you do this?? Why do you harm?" she screamed.

"Why? I'll tell you why. Because Oz is nothing but a liar. He harms more than I do. In fact I am liberating the Land of Oz from his grasp, " the Witch explained.

"………You fell in love with him…" Dorothy gagged.

"What did you say??" Witch exclaimed as she gazed at Dorothy, amazed by her sheer willpower to be able to say that out loud.

"You fell in love with him and since he did not respond to your feelings, you began to hate him… And thought the best way to forget him was to eradicate everything associated with him…" Dorothy spoke as she was surprised even herself what she was saying and how much she understood.

The Witch was silent for a while. Suddenly she grabbed Dorothy from her hair and yanked it upwards.

"You little fuck! Death is too good for you!" she screamed with pieces of meat and spit dropping from her mouth.

Suddenly there came a howl. As the Witch turned, she saw the white puppy she had smashed had risen up as a huge black dog.

"T-Toto?" Dorothy asked with a scared tone of voice. She then realized that for the first time, she had called the puppy with a name.

"A Hellhound…" the Witch gagged.

Without a warning, the massive dog leapt at the Witch and took a bite of her arm. She screamed in pain and tried to struggle but was in vain. She reached her hand over the table to get a knife and slay the foul beast when…

SPLASH!!

Not having anything else to attack Witch with, Dorothy had picked up a nearby bucket and thrown its content over the face of Witch in try to distract her. However as soon as the water dripped around the face of Witch, she began to scream and rub her face. Her skin turned soft and dripped over ground. Dorothy gave a scream. Wicked Witch of the West had only one weak spot, water. Water, sign of life and purity was everything that stood against the whole existent of the Witch. Therefore it was like her Kryptonite.

She gave another scream of pain as her skin began to bubble and drop off, revealing parts of her skeletal frame. Toto, who had eaten the whole leg of Witch, now worked his way upwards towards the rest of her body. Giving a final shriek of agony, the Wicked Witch of West finally died. Dorothy stood there for a while but then couraged herself and went and cuddled Toto.

"I… I'm sorry, I couldn't save you either…" Dorothy cried.

Then Dorothy collapsed from all the exhaustion as the world began to turn black.

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"So here’s the girl," a police officer said while lightning a cigarette.

"I wonder how long she had been here?" another man pondered.

The two of them had bent over to inspect a small girl with pigtails. Frozen to death in a snow with a dead puppy curled up in her coat.

It was a cold and dark night.

The End