Oz Drabble Tree Comes on Little Cat Feet

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forming a protective barrier

[vanillalime]

Everything in Em City is made of concrete, metal, or plexiglass. The only wood Sean can find in the whole damn place is the desk in Tim's office. It will have to do.

Sean takes his nightstick and smashes it hard against the desk, his face a mask of grim determination. Before he knows it, O'Reily is by his side, swinging a nightstick of his own. Sean doesn't ask where it came from.

Suddenly, Beecher and Alvarez are there, too. They pick up the pieces of shattered wood, and an impromptu assembly line forms. Busmalis and Rebadow are naturals at whittling the ends into sharp points. Fiona and Kiki distribute the final product to what's left of Oz's population.

Their small group gathers at the entrance to Em City. On the other side of the doors stands a creature that resembles the late Tim McManus, the fresh blood of Sister Pete dripping from its fangs. It scratches at the glass while more shapes dance in the shadows behind it.

"Please, Sean," it whines. "Let me in."

The prisoners move in front of Sean, forming a protective barrier. But Sean says, "No, it's alright," in a voice that's surprisingly strong and steady. Taking a deep breath, he raises his wooden stake high in the air and says, "Unlock the doors."