No Place Like Home by Erik Schubach

No Place Like Home by Erik Schubach

Author:Erik Schubach [Schubach, Erik]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780999374030
Publisher: Erik Schubach
Published: 2017-12-28T08:00:00+00:00


Chapter 9 – Vermillion

The people – and umm people like creatures who packed the roads moved away from us, shocked at our sudden appearance.

Speaking of appearance, Ella was wearing clown shoes again. She followed my gaze and growled as she kicked them off to reveal Peter Pan boots under them. I moaned internally. Those two were going to be in a constant feud while we were stuck in Oz, weren't they?

Our eyes were drawn skyward when we heard a horrendous hissing screech. We saw a figure diving out of the sky from the direction of the huge central castle of gleaming emerald in the middle of the city.

Fenriss landed in front of us, his claws scratching on the... well on the yellow bricks we stood on.

The gathering crowd moved back as he hissed in a circle before facing me. He smiled, showing those sharp fangs of his. I truly think he was trying to be charming. “Missstresss ssent me to inform you that you need just sspeak my name and I will retrieve you to bring you to the casstle when your exssploration of Ozss iss done.”

I swallowed as Ella-Marie took my hand and nodded at him. “Thank you, that was very gracious of her.”

He smiled, looking pleased.

Then he spun on the crowd, they moved back as he pointed at them, eyes scanning, then his eyes landed on someone, and he skittered forward as he said, “You.” He grabbed a young woman's hand, and she didn't look frightened or repulsed like some of the others. Instead, she held his hand and looked at him inquisitively as he led her to us.

She didn't seem phased that a talking, flying monkey, was dragging her to some strangers. Like it happened every day. Then again, this was Oz, maybe it did? I mean, they had little porcelain people fighting demons here.

She was so tiny, but proportioned like a shrunk down person, a Munchkin! The little redhead asked him, “Sir monkey?” Her voice was proportional to her size and sounded overly cute to me.

He offered as he let go of her hand and bowed to her, one arm across his belly, “Fenrisss.”

She inclined her head, and I realized that she was just slightly taller than he, “Sir Fenriss, what is it you require of me?”

He shoved her gently next to me and made an ushering motion with his hands as his wings spread wide behind him. “You will esscort the guessts of Dorothy of Ozss. Bring them where the Parker lady wishssess.”

There were excited murmurs of Dorothy's name in the crowd. It was obvious they loved and respected the volatile woman.



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