A/N: I know, I know. For follower of my Wicked fic: New chapter's coming. I promise. I didn't lose my muse, it's on vacation! Okay, okay, I can't find inspiration. (Reviews help, though!) So, I was reading some Warriors fics when I decided to combine the two. Now, I know some people have decided to name the opposite StarClan WickedClan. I'm okay with that, I'm just not using WickedClan.
Now, for those of you who don't know what the heck I'm talking about when I say Wicked, read on. Those of you who do, you can skip to the title.
Wicked is basically the other side to the Wizard of Oz. I mean, the Witch had to have had a childhood, a mother, and a father. Gregory Maguire decided to write a book portraying the Witch's (now named Elphaba, after Lyman Frank Baum's initials) life, from birth to death. The book is called Wicked, the Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West. There's a sequil, too, Son of a Witch, which follows the life of her son, Liir. If you don't like "adult themes," don't read the books. It doesn't even matter, anyway, this is based off of the musical. The basic synopsis is that Elphaba is… green. And she goes to Shiz University and there meets Galinda (later Glinda the Good). Glinda and Elphaba end up as roommates and loathe each other from the start. Galinda is frilly, loves pink, and very popular. Do to an even at the Ozdust ballroom in which Galinda tricks Elphaba into wearing the black pointy hat, Elphaba gets Galinda into the sorcery seminar that she got and Galinda wanted. Galinda then stopped the other students from laughing at Elphaba by joining her in her odd dancing. The two girls are then friends. Galinda tries to make Elphaba popular, and then Elphie, her new nickname, gets a letter from the Wizard and learns he's a fake. –inhale- Yes, that's a lot to take in. The Wizard gives her a spell book, the Grimmerie, and she accidentally caused the Monkeys to grow wings. She then realizes that the Wizard is responsible for the stripping of the Animal's rites. Elphaba flees to the palace's attic and castes the levitation spell used on the Monkeys on a broomstick. She then asks Glinda (changed her name in honor of Doctor Dillamond, a Goat teacher that was taken away) to come with her. Glinda refused and then went on to the path of life that would lead her to become Glinda the Good, and Elphaba the Wicked Witch of the West.
If you're still confused, personal message me and I'll give an entire summary, possibly with spoilers, but I'll try not to. All in all, you really only need to know that Glinda and Elphaba are best friends.
So, I think I've rambled enough about Act I. Act II isn't important, except that the Tinman is Boq, a Munchkin boy that had a crush on Glinda. The Scarecrow… the Scarecrow's real identity is a spoiler. Sorry! Fiyero might turn up in later chapters. He's an Arjiki prince from the Vinkus, the land out to the West. He might be booksicalverse, as in the tattoos from the book. Anyway, Glinda and Elphaba both fall for him. And Nessarose is the Wicked Witch of the East, also called Nessa.
Wicked Meets Warriors: Chapter One"Elphie, they're coming for you!" Glinda cried.
"Fine. Let them come," Elphaba answered stubbornly. "I want Nessa's shoes!"
Glinda felt a stab of guilt. It was her fault they were even in this mess. "Please, Elphie, try to understand. They won't leave until you're dead. You have to try something!"
"I don't think there's a spell for that. The power is mysterious. It doesn't always work." She thought of poor Fiyero, probably beaten to death because she couldn't save him. No Good Deed truly goes unpunished.
"Just look! I'll help as mush as I can! There has to be something!" Glinda was sinking into hysteria, now. "Please, Elphaba, I don't want to lose you, too."
"All right. I'll look for as long as…" She glanced around the room, and her eyes rested on an hourglass. "As long as the sand is in this hourglass." She picked it up, and dumped it over. The red sand seeped slowly into the lower basin. Immediately, Elphaba set the Grimmerie on the ground and began to flip through its pages…
(PAGEBREAK!)
"Firestar, you have to do something," a voice rang out. Firestar scanned the undergrowth for the speaker, his ears flicking this way and that to catch the sound.
"But what? What can I do? There's conflict within the Clan, and I've lost Graystripe. Where is he?" he yowled.
A bush rustled. Firestar automatically spun his head to see what made the noise. Spottedleaf, ThunderClan's medicine cat before Yellowfang, Cinderpelt's mentor, emerged.
"Firestar, StarClan can't solve your problems for you. We can only help as much as we can," she purred.
"But, Spottedleaf, I can't do it on my own. I need my deputy. But, I can't get him back. I don't know where he is, and Squirrelpaw hasn't come back yet. Are you determined to make me miserable? I can't leave the forest, no matter how many twolegs try to make me. ThunderClan will remain strong."
Spottedleaf said nothing. Her eyes misted over, and she said, "Perceived evil will come to the forest, and the most unlikely heroes will emerge. The clans must unite, or a greater evil will descend on them." She blinked, as if coming out of a trance. "Firestar, keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer…"
"Spottedleaf, wait!" Firestar yowled to her fading form. He stood there until the only thing remaining was her sweet scent.
(PAGEBREAK!)
The sand was almost out. Glinda was worried. Elphaba still hadn't found anything. Just for a moment, her eyes lingered on a page. Glinda caught the motion.
"Elphie, can that one help?" she asked softly.
"I-I think so," Elphaba replied slowly.
"Quick! Cast it! They're almost here!" the blonde (Glinda, for non-Wicked fans) cried.
Elphaba did just that. She started chanting in the ancient language of the Grimmerie. Currents flew through the air, causing Glinda's perfect curls to stick up slightly, and Elphaba's ebony mane to pull up at the edges.
Silence. Glinda tentatively opened her eyes—when did she close them? She found herself in a forest—though not the Great Gillikin, or the Forest of Fighting Trees. She looked around. Her vision seemed to have improved somehow. But where was Elphaba? She panicked the only creatures apart from her were cats, one with a fiery orange pelt, and green eyes that pierced through her; the other was mostly black with… green paws and muzzle? The black and green cat opened its eyes and stared back at her. Glinda looked away, but then did a double take. That cat had muddy brown eyes the exact shade of Elphaba's!
What was going on?
(Elphaba's POV)
Elphaba must've stopped chanting, because she didn't hear a thing. Then the world opened up onto a flurry of forest sounds.
She looked up and opened her eyes at the familiar feeling of being watched. She stared back at the bluish-white cat, with perfect azure eyes just like…
"Glinda?" she whispered. Her voice came in a throaty whisper.
"Elphie?" the cat replied. "But, how did—?" She was cut off by an orange cat at the other end of the clearing making himself known.
"Who are you?" he asked in an authoritative voice.
"Um…" The former witches glanced at each other. Would he believe them? "Well, my name's Elphaba," she said at last. "And this is my friend, Glinda."
Glinda nodded. "And you are—?"
"Firestar, leader of ThunderClan, whose territory you happen to be in," Firestar told them.
"What's a ThunderClan?" Glinda asked.
"You don't know about the clans? Do you come from over the mountains?" Firestar asked in a calm tone.
"Well… we're not exactly sure," Elphaba began. "We come from a distant land, known as Oz, and we're not sure why we're here, and why we're cats."
"We used to be people. Then Elphie here casted some spell of some kind to save her and the next thing we know, we're here." Glinda added.
"So… you're twolegs, like the ones destroying the forest," Firestar spat. "Well you listen here, we like the way that it is. Tell your kind to stop."
"With all due respect, we'd like to help you, considering that you seem to be Animals, but there's just one problem: we're stuck here. The Grimmerie didn't come with me," Elphaba snapped.
"Please, Firestar, we don't want to harm you. We can help you! We could… I don't know, tend the sick or something. Just, please, please, don't just leave us here. We'd die on our own."
Elphaba sighed inwardly at Glinda's drama. Although, it would be nice to have help figuring this out.
"All right," Firestar mewed, "you can stay in ThunderClan if the others accept you. Just one more thing," he turned to Elphaba, who saw what was coming, "wash that green of your face and paws. My clan won't find that funny."
Elphaba sighed again. Well, we may as well get this over with… "I can't. It's my color. I don't know what happened, but even as a hu—twoleg I was green. It's just me. Here, watch." She lifted her paw and licked it as she'd seen cats and Cats do. The green coloring didn't come off.
"Okay, follow me, then." And he bounded off into the woods, leaving Glinda and Elphaba to follow.
A/N: Um, that turned out longer than I thought it would. So, review, and let me know how OC Firestar is… I haven't read the books in a while, but I did my best!