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This is Ashes To Ashes cool fanfic, Ryouga In Oz. I only have chapter 3 and 4, but I dooo hope to get the others soon.

Ryouga in Oz

Part Three: WHERE THE HELL AM I NOW??!

Ryouga was cold. Ryouga was tired. Ryouga was hurt. Ryouga was stuck under a desk. Ryouga was stuck under a desk as a pig. A desk that he could have easily lifted had he been human. The desk weighed down on his tiny bones, cutting off his oxegen supply. To say Ryouga was not a happy camper would be an understatement.
Ryouga's mind drifted in thought....
So I'm going to die huh?? I wonder if Akane will miss me when I'm gone. ....... No of course not she'll just miss P-chan. No one will care about Ryouga.
The faintest blue appeared around Ryouga.
Ramna will be happy to get rid of me. If he'd even notice. Would anyone notice??
The blue aura grew.
Its all Ramna's fault. If I didn't have this curse, I could lift this desk easily. No scratch that, if I didn't have this curse I wouldn't be in this situation.
The aura sprang to life unhindered.
No one will be there to oppose Ramna. He'll go unpunished!! He'll be alone with Akane!!!!!
A blue aura surrounded the little black pig. Blue flames lighted up the entire room.
RAMNA I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  *BOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM*

The small farmhouse exploded in a ball of flames. Dust rose in the air blocking out the sun. Debris were flung across the munchkin square. Everyone who wasn't completley hammered from tequilla hit the ground (the rest just sort of mumbled and rolled over).
A small blag pig stepped out of the carnage. Its eyes glowed blood red. The onlookers thought it resembled a bat out of hell. Minus the bandanna.....
"RAMNA PREPARE TO DIE!!!!!!!," Ryouga cried. Or at least that's what he meant. Instead it came out a demonic......
"BWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
The munchkin town folk shuddered and clutched each other in fear.
"ITS A DEMON!!"
"Run for your lives!!," someone yelled. Ryouga blinked. His cursed form had never gotten this reaction before.
"Hurry someone call Glinda!!!!!!"
A ball of pink light appeared on the horizon. It seemed to skip the fanfare entrance it had before. In fact its landing was a little wobbily. A young women with short hair stepped out of a pink bubble. Her hair was a bit messy and her dress rumpled.
"Yeah......what is it?"
"ITS A DEMON MISTRESS!!"
"PLEASE SAVE US!!!," the munchkin crowd pleaded.
Glinda brought a hand to her temples and sighed. She straighened out the crinks in her dress and turned toward the munchkin.
"Well, if I remember correctly demon hunting isn't covered in our contract," Glinda replied giving the crowd a placid stare.
"But that's not fair!!," a munchkin with a beard yelled from the back of the crowd. The crowd hushed as Nabiki, very slowly turned her head to address the man. A single eyebrow raised.
"Fair?" she asked calmly. The munchkin sweatdropped nervously.
"Um...never mind my mistake mistress." Glinda Nabiki smirked.
Glinda strode to the destroyed farm house. Her stilleto heel made clicking sounds on the brick road. The sea of munchkins parted to let her pass and she reached the destroyed house in scant seconds. The corner of her mouth twitched as she saw the cause of the commotion.
"A pig?? You disturbed me for a pig?," she asked without emotion.
Ryouga glanced at the women wearing the heels of death that approached him. He cautiously backed away. Something nagged at the edge of him memory. Realization hit him and he stared in shock at the person in front of him.
It's Nabiki!!!! Did I.....did I....land in Nermi??? Can it be? Is fate trying to make it up to me after everything that it has done to me?? ......Wait that wasn't fate it was Ramna. grrrr.....
Nabiki bent down and picked up the pig by its bandanna. Her nose scrunched up as she examined him.
"Well, he'd make a nice omlett," she said thoughtfully. Ryouga blinked in confusion. "Or maybe some sweet and sour pork." Ryouga started flailing around wildly. Why doesn't she reconize me??? What's going on?? Where did all the midgets come from?? I wonder if this is where Happosai is from?? ..........
"Don't be scared, little pig," the woman told the pig in a monotonous voice.
"It'll all be over soon...............
The pig in her arms thrashed violently and finally released himself from her grip. It bolted from the clearing. Nabiki Glinda blinked.
"Um.....will someone get that for me?"

Not far away.......
A young girl with dark brown hair stood by a cooking grill. She wore a light purple dress with sparkly strim that caught the light as she cooked. Upon her head sat a small tierra. Her long hair was pulled back with a white ribbon. A giant spatuala rested on a far wall. The spatula was also sparkly and had a star at the end of the handle. She figdeted with the dress as she worked. A hand came up to wipe the sweat off her forhead.
"I hate dresses. How can anyone get anything done with this on?," the girl asked tugging on the hem of her dress for emphasis.
I can't beleive I let myself get into this. All I needed was a little extra money to keep my buisness running. What was I thinking? Asking Glinda for a loan?? I thought it would alright. She is a "good" witch after all.
The girl iddily flipped something with her spatula.
Look at yourself now. Your stuck being Glinda's apprentice as the "Good Witch of the South". Well, slave is more like it.
The girl slammed the spatula down on her food violently.
Ukyou do this! Ukyou do that! I swear the next time she rings I'm going to pick up my spatula and....
The young women's hand unclenched and her shoulders slumped.
Be completley and utterly out of work.......yeah Ukyou great plan.
*CRASH* *BOOM*
A crash resounded from the front of the restaurant. The door flung open abruptly and a gush of wind knocked Ukyou off her feet. Ukyou lifted her head off the ground and heard a door slam shut. She grabbed the countertop and pulled herself up from the ground. Whoever did this was going to PAY.
Her hand clinched in determination, she strode into the room. A battle aura glowed red around her as she scanned the room. Chairs were turned over and a napkin dispenser had fallen off a table. Not too much damage really, but still annoying to clean up. The room was empty. The good witches' nose wrinkled in confusion. She was positive she had heard someone enter the room. A hint of movement under a table caught her eye.
Ryouga huddled under a table. His chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. He had barely escaped a mob. A munchkin mob! With pitchforks! and sweet and Sour pork cravings! Ryouga looked around.
Where could I be?? I hope I didn't get stuck in Disney World again. Rygoua shuddered at the thought. For a theme park that place was just too damn big. Happiest place on earth? Sure if your not walking around in an endless circle trying to find the exit, only to discover the whole thing is surounded by water. Ryouga shivered again.
Its was slightly dusty underneath the table. Ryouga felt a tickle in his nose and struggled to supress it.
Must not sneeeze.....Must not sneeze...don't.....want to be entree. Must not......
*AHH CHOO!*
sneeze.
"Oops." Ryouga looked up in dread as a hand lifted up the curtain over the table. He squeezed his eyes tightly shut and waited for the end.
"Hey sugar what were you doing under there?" Ryouga blinked. He cautiously peered one eye open. He saw Ukyou holding him in front of her face. He breathed a sigh of releif. Finally, the nightmare can end.
Ukyou, or at least what Ryouga thought was Ukyou, carried him over to the backroom. Ryouga relaxed a little. Sure she wasn't Akane, but she was a lot better than that ravagenous munchkin mob. Ryouga's eyes sifted to the countertop.
Hey she's making food. Hmmm I am kind of hungry. When was the last time I ate anyway? I can't remember.
"Its a good thing you came here when you did," Ukyou told him. She lifted him by his bandanna.
Er........what's she doing?
"Because we just ran out of pork." Ryouga gulpped. Ukyou held in over a pot of boiling water. Ryouga suffice to say, freaked.
Wait....she doens't know about my curse does she??!!!
Ukyou held the struggling piglet at arms length. It let out a loud squeal and as she dropped it into the pot, which turned into a very human...
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
"EEEEEEEeek! There's a naked man in my kitchen!"
Out of the frying pan into the fi--
*CLANG*
Ryouga woke's groggy mind tried to interpret the images it was sending him. There was a pink and purple blue in front of his face. They were saying something to him, but he wasn't sure what. The purple blur seemed to be especially mad. It looked almost like a circus with the pink and purple blurs all swirling around....and around........
"Ukyou I think you went a little over board."
and around...............
"Your not the one that had a naked stranger in you kitchen."
stranger?........and around......
"Yes, but homicide isn't a generally excepted way of dealing with your problems."
weeeeee.......and around......hey look there's that lady on a broom again...
"I didn't kill him! I just...maimed him a little.
Ryouga cautiously opened one eye lid. When he noticed two extremley angry women he shut it again quickly. Not quick enough though...
"Hey he's waking up!"
*SLAP*
"oWWWWWWWwwww!"
"Ukyou, he's got a concussion. What do you think slapping him is going to do?"
"Oh right, oops. Still pretty satisfying though."
"Maybe if we throw water on him?"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
That got him awake. Ryouga sat up. A bright light in his eyes and made him wince. The two good witches stood over him pointing a heat lamp into his face. Ryouga's eyes widened in surprise as he reconized them as Nabiki and Ukyou.
"So your awake," Nabiki said leaning in close to Ryouga. Ryouga started to sweat. Ukyou nudged in close too.
"So pervert boy explain yourself," Ukyou told him. Ryouga blinked.
"Per..pervert boy?"
"Yeah pervert boy, where did you get the power to turn into a pig, and what were you doing in my kitchen?"
"You might want to ask his name too."
"Yeah that too."
Huh? Why don't they reconize me?
"Power? What do you mean? and....SHE WAS TRYING TO EAT ME!" Ryouga pointed a accusing finger toward Nabiki. Ukyou turned around and looked at Nabiki questionably.
"Technically," she replied suavely," I was catching him to give to you."
"Oh well, that's alright."
"Alright?!" Ryouga's mouth opened in shock. "Well, what do you expect if you go around pretending to be a pig?" Nabiki looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
"Its not my fault! Its a curse!"
"So, you turn into a pig huh?" Nabiki asked micheavously. She poked him in the stomach with her wand. Ryouga's face flushed. He felt a nose bleed coming on.
"Hey! Quit it!"
"Don't get all excited." Nabiki replied with a sly grin on her face. Ukyou rubbed her temples.
"Stop playing around we have more important things to worry about." Ukyou said and strolled over to a window in the small room. "Who is going to pay for this?" She grabbed the curtain and flung it open.
The world outside the window was in chaos. Flames rose up from the munchkin houses. Black smoke seared the sky turning it black. People ran screaming through the streets. Liquer bottles littered the ground. Buildings crumpled, and lots of other apocolypic things occured.
Ryouga could only gape at the destruction outside. Technically most of it was from the rave, but he didn't know that. Don't look a gifted horse in the mouth after all.
"So Mister Ryouga how are you going to pay for this?, " Ukyou glared at Ryouga and twirled her spatula wand in her hands.
"I don't have any money on me."
"You don't? Well someone is going to have to accompy him to make sure he pays for the damage," Nabiki said while glancing toward Ukyou.
"No way I'm not going anywhere with pervert pig boy!" Nabiki raised an eyebrow.
"Your not? Well I guess Glinda's House of Okonomiyaki has a nice ring to it." Ukyou bolted over to Ryouga and grabbed his hand.
"Come on pig boy lets go."
Ukyou sprinted outside with Ryouga in tow. Nabiki walked to the door.
"You know the drill! Just follow the yellow brick road!," Glinda Nabiki yelled and ducked back into the house. Those two were going to need a lot of luck. It was a win win situation either way for her. She put a pot of tea on the stove and listened to them as they strode off.
"SHE SAID JUST FOLLOW THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD!"
"Right that's what I'm doing."
"What? Don't go right!"
"I'M NOT I'M GOING LEFT!"
"ARRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHH!"
"JACKASS! ITS THE OTHER WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Chapter Four: If you only had a brain...

The bright yellow sun shone down on the land creating an irritating glare from the yellow brick road. Cute and perky blue jays sung their annoying little songs. Long stretches of grass spread on either side of the road. A tree dotted the landscape occasionally, but they were always too far away to provide any shade. That was the way Dorothy saw things at least as she trudged down the endless yellow brick road.
She felt like she had been walking for days, even though it had only been a couple of hours. Her feet felt like lead and sweat glistened on her forehead. She brought a hand up and wiped the sweat off. After hours of walking, she finally came saw a forest in the distance. The forest was dark and gloomy. Weird noises came from within. Dorothy could only see a few feet into it. The rest was dark and shrouded in mystery. One path of the road branched left and the other went right. In between the path stretched a cornfield. There were no road signs to indicate which was the way to the Emerald City. With an exasperated sigh, the Kansas native stopped to catch her breath at the impasse.
"Honestly, you'd think there would at least be one rest stop around here," Dorothy said out loud. Her head lifted up to gaze at the lazy blue sky. A light breeze ruffled her hair. Dorothy stood on the smooth brick road for several minutes and enjoyed the quiet solitude. After she was rested, Dorothy shrugged and picked a direction at random. She turned toward down the left path. An unknown voice broke into Dorothy's solitude.
"Your going the wrong way."
Dorothy stopped abruptly and looked around. Her hands clinched in fists. Her dark eyes narrowed.
"Who's there?" she asked in what she thought was a threatening tone. The voice didn't seem to take notice of this and repeated what it had said.
"Your going the wrong way." Dorothy looked confused.
"So, uh which way is it?"
"The right path," the voice answered back. Dorothy shrugged and relaxed a little bit.
"Oh thanks." She turned around and started down the other path. She was almost out of earshot when she heard the voice mutter to itself.
"Girls....." the voice snorted.
Slightly off in the distance Dorothy stopped dead in her tracks. 'What the hell did he just say?!' She turned around slowly and walked back silently seething.
"What's that supposed to mean?! Who are you!" Dorothy shouted angrily. Silence hung in the air for several seconds...
Dorothy felt a poke in her back.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!" Dorothy screamed in surprise. She lost her balance and fell painfully on her backside.
The "person" that poked her in the back smirked. He was dressed in a red Chinese shirt and black pants. The shirt and pants were worn and had various patches sewn on them. Odd bits of straw poked out from under his shirt. He was well built but not completely muscle bound. His dark black hair was tied into a small ponytail. His posture was relaxed. A lopsided grin spread across his face.
"I am the scarecrow, the sole practitioner of the school of scarecrow martial arts." The scarecrow extended his hand to help Dorothy up. Dorothy looked at his hand and thinking better of it, stood up of her own accord. Dorothy tried dust off her dress. Black stains covered the front of it. Dorothy looked down at it in disgust. Those stains were not ever going to come out. With an aggravated sigh, she turned toward the scarecrow.
"My names Dorothy. Scarecrow martial arts? What do you do? Scare off little birds? That really doesn't sound that hard, " Dorothy said. She was still mad about being surprised.
"I wouldn't talk, those "little birds" would eat you alive," the scarecrow replied irritated. Dorothy's eyes narrowed as the scarecrow hit a familiar mental nerve. She approached the scarecrow with her hands on her hips.
"Hey I'm a martial artist too!" she shouted. The scarecrow snorted.
"Can't be a very good one if I snuck up on ya so easily." Dorothy's face flushed blood red. She knew it was true, but she damn well wasn't going to admit it.
"Whatever," Dorothy spun on her heel and turned around, "I'm leaving. I'm not going to stay here and be insulted by some straw freak." Dorothy stomped away angrily.
"Hey wait!" The scarecrow called from behind her back, "You really shouldn't be going off by yourself. Its dangerous!"
"I can take care of myself," Dorothy replied without turning around.
"Fine with me I tried to warn you. You'll sing a different tune though when the little birds come and peck out your eyes," the scarecrow said seriously. Dorothy felt momentary unease but quickly pushed it down. She wasn't going to let some weirdo scare her.
"Whatever I'm lea--... Dorothy gasped.
The sky is front of her was stained black with the beating wings of dozens of birds. They weren't normal crows. They stood 6 feet tall with their razor sharp talons outstretched. Their caws were like the howling of a demonic demon. The descended upon the field like mutated extras from a Hitchcock movie...
Meanwhile...
The sun sparkled in the sky. The tempter was mild, neither hot nor cold. Grasslands spread for miles on either side unchallenged by a single tree. Occasionally a wild flower would dot the side of the road. The flowers resembled tiny violet and yellow stars. A cool breeze swayed the grasses. Two travelers walked side by side down the yellow brick road. One was a girl wearing flowing purple pants. Her dark brown hair was pulled back with a white ribbon. She carried a small backpack across her shoulders and held an enormous spatula in her hand. Her companion
"For the last time Ryouga. I have never been to Nerimi. I have never met anyone named Ranma, let alone be engaged to him. I do not know anyone named Akane, Shampoo, Colonge, Genma, Kasumi, Tsusba, Kuno, Kodachi, and all of those others. I do not have amnesia, a twin sister, or a clone. I have also never met you before today," Ukyou exclaimed in one breath. She paused a moment to catch her breath and then continued. "Any other questions?" Ryouga looked at her uncertainly.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Well ok," Ryouga conceded and fell silent.
They walked for several more minutes without a sound passing between them. Then Ukyou broke the silence.
"So are we out of sight from the village?" Ukyou asked. She turned around and scanned behind them. Ryouga looked too but didn't see anything. They had been walking for about a half an hour.
"I guess we're out of site. Why do you ask?" Ryouga replied. Ukyou looked at him strangely.
"You didn't think we were going to walk did you?" Ukyou asked surprised.
"Well yeah, what are we going to do? Fly?" Ryouga asked sarcastically. Ukyou smirked. She patted the spatula against her palm.
"Yeah Something like that," she answered. She stopped walking and closed her eyes. Ryouga looked at her questionably. "Were not supposed to use our powers needlessly," Ukyou explained.
Ukyou's face tightened in concentration. A faint purple glow emanated from her. It increased in its intensity. It became a shimmery purple bubble. The bubble expanded and surrounded Ryouga as well. Ukyou opened her eyes and winked at the astonished Ryouga.
"But what the powers that be don't know won't hurt them," Ukyou stated cheerfully. Ryouga's eyes widened in surprise as the bubble lifted into the sky. They rose high into the sky. The tiny village looked like a child doll houses'. The yellow brick road was like a winding golden necklace. The walls of the bubble were almost completely transparent. Only a faint purple shimmer gave away the bubble's existence. Ryouga looked down at his feet. He seemed to be standing on the nothing. The feeling was undaunting and made him feel slightly lightheaded but quickly pushed the feeling down.
"This is pretty high up," Ryouga stated. He took off his bandanna and wiped the sweat that was forming on his forehead. He tied it back on.
"Your not scared are you?" Ukyou asked amused. Ryouga's face flushed crimson.
"No!"
"Good you better not get sick either," Ukyou replied and turned back to concentrating on the bubble. Ryouga crossed his arms and looked embarrassed.
"Thanks for the sympathy," Ryouga muttered.
The bubble blinked and jostled suddenly. Ryouga was sickenly reminded of the time P-chan accidentally got stuck in the washing machine. Ukyou and Ryouga desperately tried to keep their footing. The bubble started to descend rapidly.
"What's going on?!" Ryouga shouted.
"I don't know!" Ukyou shouted back. She banged the spatula against her palm in an attempt to make it work.
"Do something!"
"I'm trying!" Ukyou screamed back desperately. Strands of hair whipped wildly around her face. The bubble started blinking rapidly. Ukyou cried out in frustration. All hell broke loose as they descended faster . . . and faster . . . until
*POP*
The bubble burst.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
The two reluctant companions screamed as the ground rushed up to meet them. Ukyou shut her eyes as tightly. She had no desire to see her body slam into the ground. Time seemed to slow down the closer she reached to the ground. She thought of the things she would miss; like making okonomiyaki, eating okonomiyaka, cleaning up after making okonomiyaka, discovering new topping combinations for okonomiyaka . . . well you get the drift.
Ryouga on the other hand was busy cursing Ranma in all the languages that he knew. Truth be told, he only knew the cuss words and a few phrases such as "Where am I?" "Do you know where the closet restroom facicilty is located" and Ryouga's personal favorite "Don't shoot!" Ryouga didn't know how it was Ranma's fault but he was pretty damn sure it was. Everything else in his life was the pig tailed demons fault, why not this?
*THUD*
They hit the ground.
Ukyou opened her eyes fully expecting to find herself in the afterlife. Instead she found she was at the edge of a forests. Dark foreboding trees grew thick together a short distance in front of her. Their gnarled roots and branches clung together in an eternal death grip that choked all light out of the forest. She looked down at herself and found she was uninjured. Luckily she had landed on something soft.
"Ryouga where are you?" Ukyou called out cupping her hands around her mouth.
"Gifff mfff mmff fm!" came a voice from underneath her.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Ukyou screamed and jumped up.
Underneath her Ryouga had been imbedded in the ground face first. He mumbled something that Ukyou couldn't hear. Ukyou bent back down and peeled Ryouga out of his self made crater. Ryouga stood up wobbly. A Ryouga shaped imprint was left in the ground.
"Oh Ryouga I'm so sorry!" Ukyou exclaimed sincerely. "Are you ok?" Ukyou held out a hand to steady him. Ryouga brushed off his cloths and looked up at her intending to give her a piece of his mind. He was stopped though by look of concern on her face. Light bounced off the sparkles in her hair making her sparkle. 'You know she's kind of cute like that . . .' Ryouga shook his head violently. 'I must have really hit my head hard.'
"Are you ok?" Ukyou asked looking into Ryouga's face. He looked like he was in pain. Ryouga recovered and composed himself.
"Yeah I'm all right," Ryouga replied stepping away from Ukyou's hand. Ukyou nodded. She then walked a few feet away where her spatula had fallen. She picked it up and started to examine the side of the handle.
"What are you doing?" Ryouga asked. He walked over toward her. Ukyou slid a compartment on the side of the handle down. She banged it against her palm and two cylinder shaped objects fell into her hand. Her face twisted into shock and rage. A fiery aura sprung up around her. Ryouga stepped back a few steps. Ukyou fell to her knees, lifted her fists in the air in anguish and cried out.
"DAMN ALKALINE BATTERIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Get down!" the scarecrow shouted and threw Dorothy into the cornfield. She landed a dozen feet away seemly out of harm's way.
The crows dove down with their satanic claws outstretched. The scarecrow leaped to the side and kicked three birds in the head before he hit the ground. He jumped to his feet and jumped over a charge from another bird. Before the bird could regain its equilibrium, the scarecrow punched the monster on the temples. It crumbled instantly. Without even a glance at his handy work, he turned to face the other oncoming crows.
"When are you going to learn not to mess with my territory?" the scarecrow asked mockingly. The crows eyes glowed red and saliva dripped from their beaks. They encircled him intending to come at him from all sides. They screeched and charged him all at once. The scarecrow gathered his strength and leapt as high as he could. The crows collided with each other. Their midnight black bodies fell to the ground in a heap.
Off in the cornfield Dorothy propped herself up to her knees. Dirt was smudged on her face and her neat tidy braids were unraveling. 'What the hell did he think he was doing? He didn't even give me a chance!' Dorothy thought angrily and clenched her fist. A dark shadow fell onto Dorothy's field of vision. Instinctively she rolled to the side. A jagged beak thrust into the ground she had been occupying before. Dorothy's eyes widened as she got her first close up view of the "little birds". She didn't get much time to gape though. The demonic crow came at her again. She dodged. The bird charged her again and again intending to peck her to death and also leaving small craters in its wake. Each time the crow attacked her it came closer and closer. Dorothy's mind raced trying to think of a way out of her situation that didn't involve getting impaled. She couldn't get in close enough to hit the thing. 'I can't keep this up for much longer' Dorothy thought. 'There has to be something I can use as a weapon here!' Dorothy's eyes searched her surroundings. The only things near her were dirt and corn. Neither of which she could use. She was ready to risk a frontal attack on the creature until she noticed what was holding the corn up. Wooden stakes were thrust into the ground which helped keep the corn upright. It was risky but it could work. She just had to time it right...
"Hey little birdie!" Dorothy called out to the enormous crow. Its head swirled 360 degrees and glared at her. "Yeah you! Stupid bird! You can't even catch a little girl!" she said mockingly. Dorothy stuck her tongue out at the bird.
"CAWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" it shrieked and charged her. Dorothy braced herself and waited for it. It came closer...and closer..when it was within hairs breath of her Dorothy dropped to her feet and viciously kicked the wooden plank. It broke off and impaled the beast. Blood squirted out of the wound. The massive black crow twitched violently in its last death throes. After what seemed like an eternity to Dorothy, the demonic bird shuddered and fell still. Dorothy waited several seconds just to be sure and then ran out of the cornfield. If that bird was any indication he might need her help.
Dorothy burst out of the field ready for battle. Instead she found the scarecrow dusting off his hands. Bodies of dead crows littered the golden road. The scarecrow looked up at her and sighed in relief.
"See? What did I tell ya? Good thing I knocked you away in time," the scarecrow exclaimed.
Dorothy's hair had completely come out of her braids. The rubber bands that used to hold them together hung down on a piece of hair. Odd bits of hair stuck out in various directions. Her dressed was stained with dirt, grime, and blood. One eye dangerously opened from under her matted hair.
"Ex...cuse..Me?"
"I was started to get worried. I thought you might have been like hurt," the scarecrow admitted. Dorothy's anger faltered. "Since girls don't really stand a chance against those creatures," the scarecrow added. Dorothy's anger rose again.
"You didn't even give me a chance! I didn't even need your help!"
"Sure you didn't. So where you going anyway?" the scarecrow asked, changing the subject. Dorothy was taken off guard slightly and almost forgot that she was mad.
"Um, I'm going to the Emerald City to see the wizard."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm lost and I want to go home stupid. Maybe you should go to the wizard maybe he can get you a brain," Dorothy replied. Well ALMOST forgot she was mad.
"Uh why would I............................HEY!" the scarecrow called out indignantly. Dorothy had already turned around and was walking down the right path. The scarecrow jogged up beside her.
"Actually I'm going that way myself," the scarecrow told Dorothy walking along beside her. Dorothy turned toward the scarecrow and smiled mischievously.
"Oh so you really are going to ask for a brain."
"Am not!" the scarecrow cried out loudly. He looked seriously for a moment and said in a quieter voice, "I have...other things to ask him." Dorothy shrugged at the seriousness of his tone. It was no fun making fun of him if he was going to act that way.
The two continued down the yellow brick road. They bickered back and forth and even occasionally made small talk. Though not as much as the arguing part. Many small creatures of Oz scuttled away in fear at their passing. Dorothy walked with her new companion her destination unsure. There was one thing she did know for sure:
IT WAS GOING TO BE A LONG DAY.