I know I know. I should be finishing up "Fiyero's Journal," but for some reason, I lost that story when school started last year and I never got it back. But this story is going to have similarties with "Fiyero's Journal." I am however, changing some things about Fiyero and his people, and there are some minor changes to Oz's geographry. In this story, the Thousand Year Grasslands are on a high steppe, or very large plateau. Fiyero and his people have a Northeast Asian appearence.
Chapter 1: A New Look
"Hey Elphie!" A girl with long curly brown hair called down the hall at Elphaba, who shyly waved back at the girl, who she had never scene before in her life. It was half-way through Thursday and that girl had been the sixth person to call "Elphie" that she had never met in her life. Before today, all Elphaba would of gotten called was "green bean" or "steamed artichoke."
But I guess when Galinda Upland pronounces you as her friend, no one dares say anything bad or mean to you again. Elphaba though. That seamed correct, since Galinda was one of the most popular girls at Shiz University right now, no one dared insult her or anyone she was close to. At least anyone from high society, and that girl, who had a jeweled barrette in her hair, was defiantly high society.
Elphaba tugged at the collar of the white blouse she was wearing over her navy blue frock. The blouse had been a present from Galinda last night, and although it was nice, it was also very hot.
How do Gillikins manage to wear this fabric at the end of summer? But then again, as long as it was fashionable, Gillikins would wear just about anything.
Elphaba then yanked at her long black hair, which now fell freely down to her waist. Although she would not admit it out loud, she was surprised how nice it felt to not have her hair in a tight braid pulling at her scalp. She also could not admit that she did think that the pink flower that Galinda had inserted into her hair last night did add something to her look, which, with her hair down, was not a bad look at all.
"Hey Elphie!" Yet another calling of that name from a person who she knew not at all. Elphaba was grateful that her 4th period History class with her favorite teacher Dr. Dillamond, was right around the corner.
How will Dillamond react to this new look? There was no time to wonder though. By the time she had finished wondering that thought, she was in the classroom with its wide chalkboard and old posters hanging from the ceiling. Walking into the room, she pulled at her hair once again.
What was that trick again? What was it that Galinda taught me? It was the how to toss hair one. Right. Well, what the hell Elphaba thought to her self. Pulling a few sections of her hair to the front of her shoulder, she practiced the motions Galinda had shown her the night before. With as much strength as she thought was needed, she tossed it across to her back, her arms swinging out, when suddenly, her hand hit something, or someone.
"Ugh!" Elphaba swung around, finishing her toss and, coming face to face with Fiyero Tiggular, the Arjiki prince who was Galinda's boyfriend, and who was clutching one side of his face, where Elphaba had hit him.
"I am so, so sorry! Are you okay?" Fiyero stared at her for a moment with his beautiful dark brown eyes, but then spoke.
"I'm fine. Just fine. Are you okay?"
"Yes I am okay. What are you staring at?" Elphaba was staring at Fiyero herself. He looked so different now that he was in a Shiz uniform.
"Well, I guess you have been uh… "Galinda-fied. You really don't have to do that you know." His tone took Elphaba by surprise. He seamed so gentle, not like the Fiyero she had scene last night at the OzDust ballroom. She opened her mouth to say something, but at that moment Dr. Dillamond the Goat walked in the room. Elphaba quickly sat down at her usual spot on one of the benches, and quickly yanked the flower out of her hair and shoved it in her shoulder bag. Why was she letting what Fiyero had said affect what she did? Elphaba quickly glanced over at Fiyero, who began looking at her in a funny way.
"Alright, take you seats class." Dr Dillamond's voice broke though their stare. "I have something to say and very little time to say it. This is my last day here at Shiz, for I am no longer permitted to teach."
"WHAT!" Elphaba exclaimed! What was going on?
"Please Miss Elphaba sit down." Dillamond gently indicated her spot next to Fiyero. "I would like to thank you all for sharing with me your enthusiasm, your essays, no matter how feebly structured, and even on occasion, your lunch."
Elphaba could not believe a word of what he was telling them about not being permitted to teach anymore, what in the world was going on in Oz!
"Oh Doctor, I am so terribly sorry about all of this." Madam Morrible, Shiz's elderly headmistress suddenly came in the room, followed by two guards wearing gray coats and a spooky man with a cart. Although Dillamond had told her to take her seat, Elphaba could not stand this anymore, she jumped up as fast as she could.
"Madam! You cannot permit this!" Elphaba cried as loudly as she could. But Madam Morrible did not seem moved at all.
"Miss Elphaba, don't you worry about me." Dr. Dillamond assured her. "They can take away my job, but I will continue to speak out."
"Come on goat!" The two creepy men in long gray coats took Dillamond roughly, like a prison guard would take a prisoner back to their cell.
"You're not being told the whole story, remember that class!" Dillamond cried out before he was out of hearing distance.
"Dr. Dillamond!" Elphaba ran to the door, then tuned to the rest of the class, who were all still in their seats, all except Fiyero, who had stood-up, but not moved. Elphaba felt her temperature rise as well as her temper. "So.." She stared at the class members one by one. "…are we all going to sit hear…in silence!"
"I'm afraid there is nothing else we can do, now please take your seat." Morrible words might have meant to be comforting, but they offered none of that to Elphaba, who slumped back down in her seat.
How can people just sit here and do nothing? What is happening to the world? The Wizard must be told!
"Good afternoon, students! More and more every day, with every tick of the Time Dragon Clock, in every corner of our great Oz, one hears the silence of progress. For example: this is called a cage!"
The professor then pulled the a sheet off a item on the cart, revealing an all-sided metal-framed wire box that had a young Lion cub, no more than a few months old, shivering in it! Elphaba gasped.
What in the devil is he doing bringing in that poor little thing! He's so young and so scared! Why is Madam Morrible permitting this! Elphaba glanced over at Madam Morrible, who was standing to the side, watching the professor.
"We are going to be seeing more and more of these in the future." The professor continued, and everybody in the class had their eyes fixed on him. "This remarkable innovation is actually for the Animal's own good."
The Animal's own good! He is crazy! Elphaba leaped out of her seat.
"If it is for his own good then why is he trembling?" It was true. The poor little Lion was terrified out of his mind. He was trembling from head to tail and his eyes kept darting from place to place. He clearly had no clue what was going on or what he was doing there.
"Oh, he's jut excited to be here, that's all." The professor then rapped the cage with his pointed, which caused the Lion cub to cry out in terror. Elphaba gasped. "That's right, gather round now students." Elphaba was hoping that no one would go up to the cage, but she was wrong. Everyone was soon up near the cage, gathering around it like a flock of birds around a bird feeder. Everyone that is except for Fiyero, who was still planted on the bench.
Well, at least he cares a little for others than himself. Elphaba though to herself. At least he was kind enough not to move up to that horrid thing called a cage.
"Can you image a world where Animals are kept in cages…and…they never speak?" She blurted the question to Fiyero, but he did not respond. He just stared at Elphaba, as if wondering what she was asking. By the cage, the professor continued his lesson.
"He does seam a bit agitated, but that is easily cured." As he spoke he pulled out a large injection needle that was filled with a yellow liquid. Elphaba gasped again and began panicking. She ran over to Fiyero once again, who had still not made a move towards the cage.
"What are we going to do?"
"We?" Fiyero seamed puzzled. He did not want to get involved in the problem.
"Well…somebody has to…do SOMETHING!" Elphaba screamed as loudly as she could, feeling a wave of anger, and powers come whooshing out of her. Sparks suddenly flew from the cart the cage was on. Like they had all been shocked, all the students and Morrible and the professor jumped back and began moving in very unnatural and uncomfortable positions. Everyone that is—except for Fiyero, who ran over to Elphaba.
"What's happening?!" He looked as confused as Elphaba.
"I don't know. I got mad and…" A few more sudden movements from the class interrupted her.
I should just remove myself from Shiz. I am going to get expelled for this anyway, Elphaba though glumly to herself.
"Alright, just don't move!" Fiyero dashed up to the Lion cub cage and then turned back to Elphaba. "And don't get mad at me."
I'm not mad at him.
Fiyero now had the cage in his hands, and, to Elphaba's shock, was running to the door.
There we go? How did I do? Minor flames are okay, as is constructive critisisms. Please review, as it helps me in my writting.