A/N I know I suck at summaries, but please take a shot at this story it would mean a lot!
Glinda was on her bed staring absent mindedly at the ceiling when a sudden knock came to the door. She immediately sat up and checked herself in her hand mirror.
"Come in." She said as she put it down. A man in a Gale Force commander uniform stood before her, he was a fair and strong man.
"My Lady Glinda, we've found another intruder ruffian on your land. Would you like me to send the child in?"
Glinda has had several kids on her land lately, each from the same group or 'gang'. She had recently found out that talking to them herself is more effective, so she agreed to have the child brought in. But when she saw her, the person was hardly what she had expected. First of all, she was a girl, and the leader of the gang had clearly stated they were all 'men'. But her appearance vexed her more. Her hair was long and silky black, dirty at the least from a possible few days of wandering.
But other than that she was well… beautiful. Her features were well defined and her skin evenly tanned nicely, and even with her hard and determined expression not to look afraid in the striking green eyes, she looked defiantly into Glinda's eyes.
"Hello, young lady. Would you care to tell me your name?" Glinda inquired nicely as possible.
The girl snapped a reply, "No, I do not care to do anything as such."
The guard spoke, "Speak up, girl her Goodness kindly agreed to see you." He practically growled at her. Glinda gave him a sharp glare which surprised him and formally dismissed him from the room. He walked away with a visible scowl.
Glinda gave the girl a faint apologizing smile and said to her, "Sorry, he can be a bit… harsh- if you know what I mean." Glinda winked at the girl and she managed to make a small, but very nice smile appear.
"Fortunately, I do. My mother did manage to teach me a bit of things about the social class of living and gender… equality. But that hardly applied to her, as I'd ever like to think."
Glinda gave her a full hearted smile. "So what's your name? Some call me Glinda 'the Good' but that's hardly necessary Glinda, just Glinda fine." She decided to try again.
The girl shifted awkwardly for a moment as if trying to figure out what to say.
"My name is Carissa. But my mum and dad would never tell me my last name, something about it being 'to dangerous' but they did say my middle name is Glinda."
Glinda was surprised, what parents wouldn't tell their child their last name, and had she been the name sake she would have been flattered.
"Well, Carissa, why don't we have you cleaned up and we'll make you a place to stay and try to find your parents for you. We'll send a look out for your mother. What's her name?" Glinda began to walk towards the door to show Carissa to the guest room when she replied. "I don't think you'll have to send much of a look out for her, she's probably looking for me. But anyway, her name is Elphaba, if you must Lady Glinda."
And there, the girl sat a spitting image of Elphaba- minus the green. How did she not notice?
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