Hey again. I randomly thought of this idea and thought why not post it :P Anyways hope you enjoy! As Always -Greengirl16

I apologize if there is any spelling errors even after spell check and revising mistakes slip through the cracks… Also the next chapter should be longer :D


Gun shots fired outside Elphaba's bedroom window. They were under attack! She heard Nessa's high pitched shrills down the hall and got down on her stomach and crawled to her sister's aid, bullets nearly missing her.

She saw Nessa lying helplessly on the floor, her wheelchair had tipped over. "Elphaba," she cried out when she saw her sister in the doorway.

"Shh…I got to get you out of here." Elphaba stood up, risking her life, and ran to her sisters aid and gently lifted her and placed her back in the wheel chair.

She was wheeling her away, when Nessa screamed again, "Faba! Watch out!!" Elphaba ducked just in time to miss a beam that had fallen from the roof.

Elphaba wheeled Nessa down the hallway, headed to the safest spot she knew, the basement. She carefully ran down the hallway dodging bullets and dead bodies that now lay scattered on the floor. Nessa was crying hysterically, "Faba what if we die?"

"I am not going to let that happen," Elphaba said, pointing out the obvious. She saw the basement door at the end of the hall. Elphaba sprinted the homestretch, pushing Nessa's chair as fast as it would go. She grabbed the door handle and pushed on the door. It wouldn't budge.

"Damnit," Elphaba muttered.

"Faba, don't curse! The Unnamed God would not approve of that!"

Elphaba rolled her eyes and continued shaking the door handle. She started to become angry and frustrated as she heard the Vinken soldiers enter the house. Nessa screamed in fear.

"Why won't the door just OPEN," Elphaba burst out and the door flew open automatically.

Elphaba looked stunned and turned to look at her sister, who wore the same expression. "What did you do, Faba?"

"I- I'm not sure…but you can't tell father."

"Okay…"

Elphaba pondered what had just happened as she pushed Nessa through the door and down the ramp, which had made for Nessa, into the cellar.

This was the time Elphaba discovered she had magical powers

Frex was pacing around the room when they arrived. He turned at the sound of the large, wooden door opening and the site made him sigh with relief. He ran over to Nessa and knelt down, "Is my favorite daughter alright," he asked, scanning her for any slight scrapes.

"Yes father, Elphaba saved me!"

"Well…," he trailed off, glowering at his eldest daughter before him, "Thank you," he said, surprising himself and Elphaba, "Now go sit in the corner where I can't see you." Frex then turned and marched off to meet with some soldiers to devise a plan.

Nessa wheeled over to Elphaba, "Sorry, Father is stressed with the war going on…"

Elphaba managed to hold back a sarcastic remark, "Yes, I understand," she lied.

"Good." Nessa then spun around and went to the opposite side of the room to pray to the Unnamed God to keep them safe.

Fiyero sat with his head on his desk, "Maybe I don't want to be king someday. You both know how much I hate war," he said, glaring up at his parents.

"It's your duty as prince to fight for your country," his father said.

"I hate all this training crap."

"It's to teach you the skills you will need for the battlefield."

"Mom…do I have to do this," Fiyero begged his mother for sympathy.

"Yes. Your almost 18 and your country wants a good future leader and there is no better way to earn their trust then by fighting in a war."

"Now your going to attend the training class you skipped today tomorrow afternoon and hopefully you will be prepared to fight by then end of this week," his father added and then both his parents left the room.

Fiyero sighed and stared out his castle window, wondering if there was any escape to fighting in this war…


So what did you think? Should I continue? Please review :D