The Death and Life of Fiyero Tiggular – Wicked FanFic

Ok, I have never posted a Wicked fic before, this is my first. The standard of writing that is exhibited by the authors of most of the Wicked fics is incredibly high and I feel that I will not be able to compete with it! This is my attempt at trying to write more descriptively than I am used to, I am only fourteen! So please be gentle, I will accept constructive criticism, it helps my writing a lot and obviously reviews are great to receive!

Also this is based (but very loosely) on the book and film The Death and Life of Charlie St. Cloud but only very slightly. Obviously Fiyero replaces Charlie, Elphaba the same with Tess and Sam and Claire are the same. The other characters are all the usual Shiz students, Galinda, Boq, Nessarose, Avaric etcetera.

Fiyero Tiggular is nineteen-years-old and a new student at Shiz University. During mid-term break his brother Sam is killed in a boating accident and Fiyero feels responsible. When he starts seeing his brother will Elphaba Thropp be able to help him through it and can he make a decision between being with his brother or being with the woman he loves? Fiyeraba Shiz-era

"Will you two cut it out?" Fiyero's mother Claire demanded as her eldest son hit his twelve-year-old brother hard on the arm seemingly intent on causing more trouble.

The three were in a carriage on their way to Fiyero's new university. Fiyero had been through a long line of schools, his mother had lost count of how many he'd been kicked out of because of his terrible behaviour. Hopefully Shiz University would be a permanent fixture for the tearaway Arjiki prince.

"Whoah," Sam exclaimed, smiling as he gazed out of the window at the nostalgic stone building that was Shiz coming into view.

"It's pretty impressive," Claire agreed as the carriage pulled through the wrought iron gates and came to a halt in front of the main courtyard.

The three stepped out and Fiyero's bags were brought down from the roof of the carriage.

"This place looks pretty awesome Fiyero," Sam smiled as he checked out some of the girls walking from Crage Hall towards the library.

"Yeah, can they handle the party Prince that is Fiyero Tiggular though?" Fiyero said smugly, a smirk plastered over his face.

"This is your last chance Fiyero, if you screw this up you're just going to be going back to duties in the Vinkus," Claire warned him, tired of his constant obnoxious attitude.

"Yes mother," Fiyero replied sarcastically, turning back to Sam and the doors to Shiz.

"See ya Fiyero," Sam said casually, performing a hand shake with his brother.

"I'll be back in no time Sammy," Fiyero joked before looking sorry as his mother shot him a disapproving look. Sam headed back over to the carriage and was about to step back in when a flash of green caught his eye and he turned back round.

"Hey Fiyero, check her out," Sam said loudly as he pointed to a girl walking past towards the library.

Fiyero looked in the direction Sam was pointing and spotted the strange emerald-skinned girl he'd noticed. She was beautiful; he could see that at first sight but how? She was green. Man this place was weird.

"What?" the girl questioned as she glared at them.

Sam and Fiyero realised they'd been pointing and staring and immediately looked down at their feet, for the first time Prince Fiyero was embarrassed.

"Did you want to say something because in case you were wondering, no I'm not sea sick, yes I've always been green and no I didn't eat grass as a child," the girl glowered at them.

"I never said anything," Sam said quickly.

"Right well stop gawping then," she ordered angrily before turning on her heel.

"I'm Fiyero Tiggular by the way," Fiyero called after her.

He got no response from the girl though but he noticed as a boy tormented her as she passed him, shouting things about the artichoke. Some people were just plain cruel.

"She is hot," Sam smiled, glancing up at Fiyero for agreement.

"Mm," Fiyero said, not really sure which way he was swayed by the girl at the moment.

"Come on Fiyero, admit it, she just stood up to you, nobody ever does that," Sam beamed.

"Sam, come on we need to get back home," Claire called from the carriage.

"Bye Fiyero," Sam said once again and he charged over to the carriage, jumping inside and it quickly pulled away leaving Fiyero to pick up his bags and venture inside the mysterious carved wooden doors and find the headmistress.

Fiyero was allocated a dorm room in Briscoe Hall and given all his timetables and textbooks in Madame Morrible's office. He dumped it all along with his bags onto his bed. He was sharing a room with one Master Avaric Tenmeadows; apparently he was renowned for being the resident Shiz troublemaker so Fiyero had been threatened that if he and Avaric got in any trouble between them they would be separated.

Fiyero decided to have a look around Shiz to familiarise himself with his surroundings and maybe make a few more acquaintances who weren't just plain rude to him.

He noticed that as he walked down the many corridors he bypassed many giggling and whispering girls who were smiling up at him so he beamed smiles back at them serving only to make them giggle even more. The charm of the Vinkun prince was clearly working, again. He was used to it by now, every school he attended he seemed to be followed around by a flock of giggling girls. He'd dated many of them. He was in line to the throne and needed to find a suitable princess. His family tended to go for the beautiful Gillikinese girls with a sense of fashion and rich fathers who worked in the banks in the financial district or maybe even the Emerald City.

The one girl who'd caught his eye though was the complete opposite of the idealistic views his parents had carved into his mind. Elphaba Thropp was far from the idea of perfect they had but Fiyero had other ideas. He didn't know she was from Munchkinland, a girl who'd grown up without a mother, hated by her father and depended upon by her sister in the marshy lands of Quadling Country. He didn't know her sister Nessarose was favoured by her father and no doubt the one who'd become the next Governor of Munchkinland for this was his position currently. He didn't know she was probably the brainiest girl in the whole of Shiz with a passion for Animal rights and a dream of meeting the Wizard, maybe even one day becoming the next Grand Vizier. Or that her sister was an extremely pious unionist along with her father yet she was a strong atheist with differing views on the Unnamed God and the Fairy Queen Lurline, refusing to believe that she herself had a soul.

All he knew was she was green. A girl with a beautiful emerald shade of green skin, with a slightly unruly dress sense although he had noticed the faint undertones of eye make-up when he'd met her briefly before and she was also he thought rather sarcastic and rude but eccentric in a positive way. Then he'd noticed how she'd held her head high as she was tormented over her verdigris by a student as she headed towards the library. He had the preconceived idea that she was one of those students who always studied, never stopping to party like him, they were opposites. But then again, when had that ever stopped him? Fiyero thought so highly of himself many would think him obnoxious, egotistical, arrogant, pretentious, conceited and ostentatious because of the way he used his title and rank to get his way, this was the view Elphaba had of him but then there were the other girls, the blissful, blonde girls like Galinda Arduenna Upland 'of the Upper Uplands' as she called herself.

She was so idealistic and delightfully unaware with a good-natured heart (though it had taken her a while to get to the good-natured point with her green roommate). Fiyero would normally choose these girls because there were no questions asked. From the outside they looked like poster couples so perfect together, so flawless, faultless and seamless, like a painting they were picture perfect but under the surface there were cracks. There were flaws and faults. The relationships were fractured, so much more imperfect than they appeared on the outside. The unblemished exterior shielded the truth to those who admired them; they were oblivious to the distant, detached, disconnected relationship inside. It often made Fiyero feel isolated, alone and cut off from the world, like he was trapped in his own secluded alcove of the planet unable to break free, other people seemed inaccessible and far away. He'd never known any different and he was sure he could get any girl he happened to want but with Elphaba the feeling he was getting was different. She was this new, exciting and beautiful girl, the type he'd been blind to before and now he was wondering whether he needed to re-evaluate his whole life, how much had he really missed out on?

He nodded courteously to the Ox at the front desk of the library and he assumed it was the head librarian. Fiyero stared in amazement at the hundreds of rows of books Shiz Library contained. If anybody had seen the awed expression on his face they might have guessed he'd never seen a book before. Fiyero wandered through the many shelves of books, some were old, dusty leather bound volumes of classics. The ones that interested him were the bookcases on Ozian History; he looked up in wonderment at the many editions of the various reference books. Every single one a hardback with an intricate, detailed pattern imprinted on the spine. Swirls and interlocking branches of gold lettering and patterns covered each title.

Fiyero looked past the bookcase and up a few steps to a small private study area. There were a couple of large leather arm chairs next to an ornate wooden table with carved legs topped off with a small fire place. He took one step up and noticed the emerald girl sitting in one of the chairs, her nose buried inside a book, just like the ones he'd been admiring moments earlier. The firelight reflected around the room, shining tiny spectrums of light into certain areas and Fiyero noticed how Elphaba looked even more stunning.

She looked up as she heard him approaching and closed the heavy volume in her lap, placing her bookmark within it.

"Prince Fiyero wasn't it?" she asked him, trying to start off politely, "I was a bit unwelcoming before, I apologise."

"It's not a problem, and just Fiyero please," Fiyero smiled, "Miss?"

"Elphaba, Elphaba Thropp," she smiled back, Fiyero holding out a hand to her and she shook it gracefully.

"Well then Miss Elphaba what brings you here, I must admit this is a pretty grand library, not that I set foot in many of them," Fiyero was quick to insert the final few words.

"No, your reputation precedes you; I believe you are judged to be a scandalacious prince with no respect for schools," Elphaba was quick to let prejudice lace her comments once again.

"Well," Fiyero tried to reason but struggled to come up with an excuse, "my philosophy is 'dancing through life', never looking back."

"Why, because you dare not out of shame?" Elphaba said sarcastically.

"Ouch," Fiyero said mockingly, recoiling dramatically, "that was harsh."

"But I'm right though," Elphaba continued, smiling slightly, surprised at how well she could read him.

"Maybe, maybe not, Shiz is my last chance, if I stuff this up then I have nowhere else to go I'll be back to my 'duties in the Vinkus'" Fiyero mocked his mother's earlier words.

"What classes are you studying?" Elphaba asked him.

"Erm, Life Sciences, Ozian History, and a few more I can't remember," Fiyero said, trying to rack his brains back to the information on his timetable which he'd discarded so quickly earlier.

"You've made an impressive start then, clearly you were focused intently on your timetable," Elphaba mocked him unkindly.

"Are you always so sarcastic?" Fiyero asked her, his dazzling smile still present on his lips.

"I may be sarcastic but at least I have half a brain to think up my witty comebacks with," Elphaba retorted, opening the book that was in her lap again and blanking Fiyero.

"Well I'm sorry to have bothered you, you're clearly busy," Fiyero said, his voice showing slight anger.

"No Fiyero," Elphaba called out as he reached the steps and turned back to face her, "now's just not a good time, meet me in the cafeteria at around 3:00, we can talk more then."

"Ok," Fiyero agreed before jogging off to find someone else to meet.

So as you can see there isn't really much relation to Charlie St. Cloud and there won't be until around the seventh chapter! I want to try and keep it as much a Wicked fic as possible! So please review and let me know how I did, it does get better!