Disclaimer – I own nothing! If I did own Tin Man, Cain and DG would have kissed as the eclipse ended. So romantic, with the suns and moon parting, light spilling across the valley. Perfect kissing scene, you must agree.
Seek And Ye Shall Find
A CDG (CainDG) Story
By CubKitPup
Prologue
The local forecast had told the small Kansas town that it would be a clear day, high's in the 80s, with a small breeze to keep everyone cool. But the wind is starting to pick up and the horses in the field are getting nervous. They dig at the ground with their hooves and whiny to each other. Dark clouds are starting gather and those in town are running for cover, shouting about a freak twister.
A storm is coming.
A travel storm, to be specific.
From the furious winds, a bolt of lightning strikes the ground. Anyone watching closely enough would have seen the impossible. That from that lightning strike came a man riding a gray stallion, holding his hat to his head as he steers the terrified horse away from the tornado. While the horse is galloping as fast as his legs can move, the man looks over his shoulder, watching the winds die down and the twister dissipate. As the clouds fade from the sky, the horse slows his panicked run and eventually stops, sides heaving after the terror of the tornado. The man slaps his horse on the neck who snorts back.
Wyatt Cain's eyes find the Gale farm house. But he doesn't direct his horse there; he pulls the reigns to guide the horse toward the town.
"I will find you, princess. And I will drag your ass back to the O.Z., by force if necessary."
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A motorcycle drives into town, its engine roaring through the quiet street. People watch and wave as the driver pulls past. The motorcycle is directed towards a small diner called Hilltop Café. After the bike is parked, the rider rushes inside, pulling off a helmet to reveal long, black hair beneath. She reaches to close the door but a sudden wind slams it shut behind her. She stares at the door and then looks to the window, watching the clouds swirl together.
A storm is coming.
A storm that is not at all natural.
By the time she steps from the dressing room, smoothing the checkered dress of her uniform, the storm has already passed. She rubs her arms, feeling goose bumps on her skin. A voice from the kitchen calls her and she hurries in, greeting her boss and coworkers.
DG Gale smiles as she hands the customers their meals. She walks back to the counter, humming softly as she goes.
"Two little princesses, dancing in a row…"
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Author's Note:
A super short prologue but I'm pleased with how it turned out. I hope you will agree.
I have rejoined the fanfiction world! Joyous day! And Tin Man is my newest obsession; despite a few tiny flaws, I love it. And CainDG is the OTP of the world (the only thing that can come between them is Cain's love affair with his hat).
Okay, enough rambling. This story will probably have two or three more chapters after this. I can't say when they'll be out. I hope you will stay around to enjoy them.
Happy reviews will be framed and worshiped; mean ones will be burned to keep my house warm. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Thanks!