Authors Note: Hey everyone. I don't know whether or not I want this to be a oneshot or a multichapter, so if you want more, just say so. Reviews are always appreciated!
Disclaimer: I do not own Wicked.
Elphaba opened an eye and realized that it was still the middle of the night. Well, I might as well get a move on, if I don't want to be captured by the Gale Force. She slowly stood up from her makeshift bed of leaves and stretched her limbs ever so slightly, so she didn't make so much as of a leaf rustle. Elphaba tiptoed to over where she had left her broomstick, against the bark of an oak wood tree. She slowly picked up the rough wooden end of her broomstick and mounted it. She ever so slowly lifted a few feet off of the forest ground. She looked up at the velvety blackness of the night sky and the contrasting twinkly bright stars as she lifted farther off of the ground. Its a beautiful night out tonight... Elphaba thought to herself, as she continued to look up at the mesmerizing night sky. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a gruff voice call out.
"Its her! We found The Wicked Witch of the West!" A Gale Force guard shouted, as he looked up at the green woman, who had stopped moving upwards on her broomstick, and appeared to be frozen in fear.
The next thing Elphaba knew, her and her broom had fallen down from the sky, and onto the cold hard ground. She heard the loud voices of the other Gale Force guards slowly fade to nothing. And then... Blackness.