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Title: Star Crossed (2/?)
Author: Frostydreamer
Disclaimer: Tin Man doesn’t belong to me
Characters: Zero, Azkadellia, DG, Cain, Queen, Consort
Pairings: Zero/ Azkadellia
Rating: R/M
Spoilers: All of the Mini-series
Summery: Although inner daemons will always come back, and confusion is mass affect, a final test is left.
This Chapter: Bad News does not come in a wooden horse
Word Count: 1,590
Chapter Two
Lost and Found
Zero and Az sat on the gray stone steps that led to the entrance of the great hall of the Dark Tower. They sat in silence, enjoying the soft cool breeze. Other than the sound of an accessional buzz or a cricket the surrounding area was dead quiet, no one wanted to be near the dark place.
Azkadellia leaned forward watching Zero as he leaned into the wind with closed eyes. She couldn’t believe he was actually there. Alive. Breathing. Real. Something like wonder played on his grime covered face, Az couldn’t help but smile.
His eyes slowly opened to meet hers, his own smile spreading, his hand going up to push a strand of hair behind her ear, “You are beautiful.”
A light blush spread through her face but she didn’t tern away. Everything felt right for the first time in her life and she didn’t want it to stop.
But like everything in her life it did.
Zeros calm smile faded to a look of sadness and his clear sky eyes clouded over, “Azkadellia, I have to tell you something.”
She knew she wasn’t going to like this; his tone was like in the past. When she was free of the witch for a matter of time, she would ask him what evils had fallen from her lips. It was in a morbid fascination that she would listen to his tails of horror. But mostly it was so she would not forget to write her sins in the long list in her head. Then he would tell her it was not her doing, but that didn’t stop her from feeling the weight of the dead on her shoulders.
Zero told her his little tale of capture and craze. He told her of the women with the blood red lips that freed him and the message he must deliver.
****
“…mmm….no…Nooo!” Zero woke with a startled gasp. He scramble to his knees, head moving back and forth between the shadows. He backed up till his back hit the ripped open suit. Drawing his knees up to his chin he kept his eyes wide open.
“Heh, silly man. What are you so scared of-the dark? hehe”
Zero craned his neck up. Resting on the tin suits shoulder was one of the fairies from earlier, or at least he assumed it was one of them. Quickly he looked around for the white haired women.
“Do not worry silly man. My Master is gone. She has taken what was needed from you.”
“…Wha--...What was-What did she want?”
The fairy fluttered down to eye level. “Well silly man, she has taken-History.”
Another thing everyone hated about these magical creatures; they never gave a strait answer when it was obviously necessary. Before he could get another word out, the fairy continued, “And for your services master has freed you from the metal clutches and a most gruesome death at her hands. You see, she was not very happy with what she found in that silly head of yours.”
Since it was made clear that the golden eyed women was no longer around the area, Zero stiffly rose to his feet.
“One last thing Master has instructed me to do.”
They could never leave well enough alone. “And that is…” Zero asked gruffly.
The fairy darted around the air for a few seconds, “You must go to your beloved and have a message delivered to the Queen.”
Zero snorted “How the hell, does your Master think I can get any…” Then it hit him. “Queen? Does this mean Azkadellia is-is she dead? What the hell happened while I was in that thing” he pointed at the tin suit, “How long was I in there?”
The fairy had stopped darting around and stood on the suits hollow head.
“heh, Lovely Lavender rains once again, while the fallen angel is called out to have her head displayed on a pike, but she is merely a ghost of her former self. No one expects an inquisition. Hehe.”
Zero stared at the grass around his feet, deep in thought. “Where can I find Azkadellia.”
The fairy did a little cartwheel on the tin suit. “Master will be most pleased.”
Zero crossed his arms over his chest, he had a sinking feeling at the pit of his stomach.
“The fallen angel rides as we speak to the Dark Tower. Go now and you will find her where her hart dreams the most. Once you meet, simply repeat these same words to her ‘the one who sleeps is now awake, for blood to blood calls, the OZ will not be left in peace after all.’”
With that done the fairy flew away into the deepening night
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He did not tell her of the doubts and inner-daemons he faced those hours-days-months he was put in the metal tomb.
Azkadellia could feel her dream of peace and freedom slip away like sand in her hand. Why couldn’t things be simple? Why was there more pain to deal with when she had already bin dealt a lifetime of it?
“What are we going to do?” Zero asks her, wishing like hell that he had not been the one to kill the light in her eyes. But then again that’s what I’m good at, killing for another, right?
‘We..’
“We are going home and we are going to fight what may come our way.” She said calmly looking at the celestial body as their only witness to the moment.
Zero was not delusional but he did trust the one who built his heart. He silently wonders what he did to deserve this woman at his side. Fate has many faces…
The hopes and expectations were simple but hard to reach, just like the stars above them. He just wanted to hold her in his arms, and she just wanted peace with someone to share it with.
They both knew what the repercussions to his presence would be, but they would fight it with the new found heart and defeat the rise of the coming threat.
DG was mad. She was also extremely frustrated with the people sitting around the table. Said people were the Queen Lavender and Prince Consort Ahamo, who at first glanced looked calm if not a little tired. It had been two and a half hours since she was woken and all she had managed to do in that time was talk circles with her Tin Man and Parents. She was ready in less than five minutes from when she was woken to look for Azkadellia.
Her parents made it clear that she was not to go out after her sister. Cain stood by the door just in case she tried to make a mad dash for it.
It was still hard for her to consider them as her real parents. DG still drew blanks when it came to her former OZ life, yeah she had remembered her mother but her father, well that was still hard. There was also, the case of her former parents-robots-nurture units. She missed them. And everyone knew it.
The Queen, her mother, had offered to find them after the eclipse, DG had jumped on the idea, but to that day nothing had been found. The witch had more than likely kil-wiped their memories. She didn’t want to think that they were no longer around.
“So were just going to sit here then?”
Cain eyed her tiredly. He understood how the princess felt, he would rather be out there with the search party, but his first priority was the safety of his princess-and the Queen and Consort.
“Angel, the guards are taking care of it. There are half a dozen search parties out there looking for her.”
“She’s right spitfire.” Her father said in a low tone, “Az left out of her own accord. I’m sure she’s fine.”
DG could not believe what she was hearing, “Are you freaking serious!” she was more than mad now. “Just because her bed was maid doesn’t mean anything. For all we know some one could have nabbed her in the hallway.”
Cain cleared his throat “DG, she was guarded the entire time.”
Crackling blue eyes met artic ice ones, “Then how is it that no one saw her leave. There is no other way out of that room other than the window and tell me what floor is her room in. You know what else, there are people out there who are willing to kill her, or do you people not care?”
“Enough DG.”
She world around to face her fathers steely gaze, “That’s enough DG.”
The room fell into a tense silence. DG would not back down. Ahamo was the first to brake away. DG turned back to the door, but was blocked by Cain “DG-“
“Don’t, just don’t.” she wouldn’t meet his eyes, her face a mask of fury and her own were red and shining.
After spending months in the company of the youngest princes, he knew when to push and when to give way. He stepped away from the door.
Yanking the door open she was met with a startled looking man in blue uniform, his hand poised to knock.
“Uh-Princess, my Queen.” He bowed his head.
“Yes?” the Queen rose form her chair, eyes searching.
“One of the search parties spotted Azkadellia and,” his eyes glanced around the room, “some one else was with her. She was riding away from the Dark Tower, coming back.”
TBC
AN: Sorry for the long wait, been having some trouble with the chapter. Well not this chapter, had to scrap the original and make up this one. Oddly enough it only took me a few hours while the scrapped one took me a few days. Guess I just wasn’t feeling it.
Thank you all for the reviews, you guys rock, seriously all your reviews are awesome. A note to all of you hard core Wizard of OZ fans, look I’ve only seen the 1939 film and this film (Tin Man). I really had wanted to keep with the Original storyline but apparently there are forty books out there, so I have decided to go through this in my own way so if there is something that just isn’t right, I apologies for it.