Okay! Here we go! This Wicked story has nothing to do with the other one. Call it an Alternate Universe or something. I don't know when I'll update this. Hopefully once a month, but I make no promises. I'll write in it when I want to. Either way, I hope you guys like this first chapter! Let me know what you think of it, and if you guys have any Ozian names, I would appreciate the help. I'm not that great with those kind of names ;P

Okay, I'll be quiet and let you guys just read. Enjoy!

Glairn walked down the all-too-familiar hallway, taking in a deep breath. He was finally going to ask them to leave the Western Castle. He was eighteen now, and he deserved a look at the outside world. He knocked on the door.

"Come in!" his mother's voice called.

Glairn grinned before entering. He knew they would be in the library; they always were. Sure enough, they were in the same positions as always; in their separate chairs by the fireplace, holding hands across the table between their chairs, both reading something. Glairn knew his father wasn't much into books before he met Glairn's mother, but now he was hooked.

"I'm surprised you even heard me," Glairn teased.

His mother smiled and closed her book, facing her son. "Did you need something?"

Glairn waited until his father had closed his own book before blurting: "I want to go to the Emerald City!"

Glairn's parents exchanged a glance. "Alone?" his father asked.

"Well, since neither of you can go… yes?" Glairn gave them a sheepish grin. "I'm old enough!" he rushed on. "And I won't be trouble to anyone! I just want to see more than the stone wall of this castle," he confessed.

There was a long moment of silence before his mother sighed. "We knew we couldn't keep you here forever," she relented.

"Fae," his father whispered.

She nodded to him before looking to Glairn again. "Your father and I will talk about it, okay? We'll let you know."

Glairn gave them a nod before leaving the library, shutting the double doors behind him. He grinned, leaning against the door and putting his ear to it. They had never said that he wasn't allowed to listen in.

"I think we should let him go," Glairn heard his father say.

"I don't know, Yero," his mother countered. "The Emerald City is a big place, and it's so far away! How are we going to know he's okay?"

Glairn's father made a slight grunting sound. "I've been thinking of sending him to Shiz."

"Shiz?" his mother repeated. "Why there? He said he wanted to go to the Emerald City."

"I know, but it's a little closer, and less people would recognize him."

"Recognize him? Oh, you mean as our son?"

Glairn assumed his father nodded. "He doesn't have much of your green, but he does look a lot like me. I know Glinda is still ruling Oz from the Emerald City, and she could recognize him."

"And you don't think anyone will recognize him in Shiz, where we went to school?" Glairn's mother's voice was slightly cynical and sarcastic.

Glairn's father sighed. "I understand your caution, Fae, but it's unneeded. Morrible is gone, Dillamond is… recovering and won't be on campus. There isn't anyone on campus that would recognize Glairn."

Now is was Glairn's mother's turn to sigh. "I suppose you're right. And from there Glairn will be able to enhance his studies, even if it isn't his favourite thing. He could also take responsibility and go to the Emerald City if he so chooses. I have an idea with how we can know if he's safe or not."

"Alright, Glairn," his father called. "You can come in now! I know you're just outside the door." Glairn grinned as he opened the doors again, walking over to stand before his parents. His father rose an eyebrow. "I assume you heard everything?"

Glairn nodded. "I did."

"And what do you think?" his mother prompted.

Glairn thought for a second, really considering the situation. "What I really want is to go out and see… well, anything besides this castle for the remainder of my life. If that means I have to go to school for it, then so be it."

"You may be the youngest there," his father warned. "Most people wait will later to go to university."

Glairn shrugged. "Then that's their problem."

That managed to get a smile out of his mother. "Alright. We'll get you in for the next term. Many students don't come in till the spring anyway."

…

"Are you ready, Elayna?"

The blond moved her eyes up to look at her mother over the edge of her book. "Yes."

Her mother sighed. "Can you put that down so we can talk?"

Elayna begrudgingly made a note of her page before closing her book and facing her mother. "Yes?" She pushed her glasses up on her nose.

Her mother's eyes softened before glancing out the window. "I just want to be sure that you're ready to be on your own here," she said. "I went here when I was a little older than you, and I had friends that were able to help me."

"Are you worried because I don't have any friends?" Elayna asked dryly. "I'll have my studies to take care of, Mother. I won't have time for friends."

"I know you think that, but friends help you along," Elayna's mother tried to reason. "I met my own best friend here, maybe you will too?"

Elayna nodded, looking out of the carriage window to see the university's gates pass by. "I just don't want people to be my friend because of my… position."

Her mother let out a laugh. "That's certainly not why my best friend and I got along! In fact, we didn't get along at first. You remind me a lot of her, actually."

Elayna faced her mother, blue eyes meeting blue eyes. Her mother talked about this friend a lot, with the same kind of affection she used when speaking about Elayna's father. Because of that, Elayna often wondered if this friend was gone too. She couldn't work up the courage to ask about it though. She knew how sensitive her mother was about the subject of death.

Elayna's mother smiled and looked out the window. "Oh! Look, we're here!"

Elayna put her book in her bag before stepping out of the carriage. She could feel the looks of the other students as they realized who she was, or, rather, who she was the daughter of. Elayna had made her mother promise not to wear something that would catch eyes, but it didn't matter. Everyone knew the face of Glinda the Good.

Elayna trailed behind Glinda, not looking at anyone and keeping her chin high. But one young man caught her attention. He was leaning against the wall next to the office door, his arms crossed. His elbow-length shirt was white, with a green and gold vest overtop it, with green trousers and tall, brown leather boots that reached his knees. His hair was a dark brown, his skin slightly pale, and he had a smirk playing on his lips. But what made Elayna really look at him were his eyes; an unnatural dark green that returned her stare with slight playfulness. He seemed to also be waiting for use of the office, but being Glinda the Good, she just strolled right in. Glinda gave the young man a second glance as though she recognized him before shaking her head slightly and closing the door behind her daughter.

The Headmistress stood as Glinda entered. "Your Goodness," she murmured. "It is an honour to have you at Shiz once again. This is your daughter, I'd assume?"

Glinda nodded. "This is Elayna Upland. I believe you received my message about her?"

The Headmistress nodded. "I did. And it is unusual for someone as young as her to join Shiz, but we will welcome her. We do have another student who will join us who is the same age as Elayna."

"Was he the young man standing outside?" Elayna wondered.

She wasn't sure she liked this Headmistress yet. She was certainly younger than the older woman in the dungeons of the Emerald Palace, but not by that much. She was perhaps in her late forties, a little older than Glinda herself. She had greying brown hair, and far too much make-up on, like Elayna's mother used to before Elayna's father had died. She wore a hideous orange, pink, and red dress that was almost too much to look at directly. The nametag on her desk said 'Madam Horren'.

Madam Horren nodded. "He said his name was Glairn Tiggular."

Glinda's head snapped up. "Tiggular?" she echoed. "As in Fiyero Tiggular?"

Madam Horren shook her head. "I don't know if there is any relation." She stood. "Now that you're both here, I should show you two around. Your Goodness, thank you for your time." She dipped her head to Glinda.

Glinda smiled, but Elayna knew that smile. It was a smile that she used when trying to hide her disappointment. What was her mother so disappointed about? "You're welcome. Have a good year, Layna," Glinda wished her daughter. "I'll visit you in your breaks, if you don't mind."

Elayna smiled for her mother's sake. "Alright, Mother."

…

Glairn fidgeted with the tiny glowing cat his mother had given him. She had explained that it was to be sure that either was okay. If anyone say Glairn's father, he wouldn't be in as much trouble as his mother if either one was caught. If Glairn's mother was caught and hurt, the cat sitting on the chain around Glairn's neck would flicker and Glairn would hurry to her rescue. The same would happen if Glairn was hurt, only in reverse. After all, who was to know what would happen if someone found out he was the son of Fiyero Tiggular and Elphaba Thropp?

"Glairn, are you ready for that tour?" Madam Horren asked, jerking him out of his thoughts.

Glairn have her a nod, his green gaze moving to the girl behind the older woman. She didn't look nervous, in fact, she looked defiant. Her long golden hair was pinned back in a braid, with a small, but fashionable hat atop her golden head. Large black spectacles sat on the bridge of her nose, almost hiding her big blue eyes. She was wearing a sensible pale blue dress that matched the hat and reached just beyond her knees, with matching boots that disappeared underneath the dress.

He sauntered over to her. "I'm Glairn Tiggular," he introduced himself with that smirk remaining.

The girl raised an eyebrow at him. "I noticed," was all she returned.

Glairn blinked, staring at her for a second. "You aren't going to introduce yourself?"

The girl ignored him, dodging around him and walking down the hall. "We're going to lose the Headmistress," she replied curtly. "Come on."

Glairn huffed a sigh before followed her down the hall to where Madam Horren was still going on to nobody about the importance of Shiz and the fact that they taught Glinda the Good all she knew about magic. Glairn knew enough about the school from his mother. She said that she had gone there with Glinda, but that they hadn't really gotten along. She did mention meeting her best friend here, as well as meeting Fiyero and falling in love with him here. Maybe that could happen to Glairn as well.

…

Elayna already found this Glairn Tiggular annoying. She knew she would have several classes with him and groaned inwardly at the thought of it. She had a little relief at the though of not having to share a room with him, however, as young men and women didn't share rooms. But that relief was dashed when she remembered that she would have to share a room with a stranger. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad.

"Miss Upland, this will be your room," Madam Horren told her, indicating a room to their left. "Mr. Tiggular will not be allowed on this wing of the university," she warned Glairn. "No young men are. This occasion is different as we are on a tour. Go ahead, Miss Upland. Your roommate will help you organize things and guide you around, I'm sure."

Elayna dipped her head to the Headmistress. "Thank you, Madam Horren."

Elayna turned to face the door, going in and shutting it behind her. Her roommate was making noise on the other side of the room, the side Elayna couldn't see. What she could see of the room, she liked. Her own things had been sent ahead, with her personal servants putting her things away. Elayna smiled at the sight of her pale blue bedspread already set out, and her suitcases put away.

Looking around, she noticed her roommate liked shades of blue as well. Darker blues, almost navy, dotted her personal things, as well as the clothes in her closet next to her bed. Hopefully they would get along.

"Hello?" Elayna called.

"Just a second!" a voice returned. Its owner came out of the closet, rubbing her paws together. "There we go! Maybe now it will stay!"

Elayna had to press her lips together to keep from letting out a gasp of surprise. Her roommate was pretty enough, not that Elayna really cared about that, and she smiled at Elayna. She was wearing a darker shade of blue than the one Elayna wore and had a tuft of fur that was sticking out of place. Her hind paws were bare and without shoes, as Elayna assumed there wouldn't be a size that were proper for her.

Elayna's roommate stuck her paw out at her. "I'm Breana," she said.

Elayna got a hold of herself, not wanting to hurt the feelings of her taller roommate. "I'm Elayna. Elayna Upland."

Breana gave an understanding nod. "Glinda the Good's daughter, huh?"

"Yes," Elayna responded.

Breana let out a little sound. "They didn't tell you that Animals were allowed back on campus?"

Elayna let out a nervous laugh. "I guess not. I'm sorry."

Breana shrugged. "It's alright. I get that a lot. It's not often you get a Lioness for a roommate after all," she joked.

…

Glairn had quite a shock upon going into his room. "You're a Lion!" he exclaimed immediately, not thinking about being rude.

The young Lion let out a laugh at his expression. "Yes, I am! Do you have a problem with that, Roomie?" he asked. He stuck out a paw. "The name's Breer."

Glairn shook his paw with gusto. "Nice to meet you, Breer. I'm Glairn." He grinned. "This should be a good rest of the year."

The young man got to know the Lion while they waited for the dinner bell to ring. Once it did, Breer led Glairn to the Dining Area where all sorts of people and Animals could dine together. Glairn found the girl and a Lioness eating together and followed Breer to that table. The Lioness introduced herself as Breana, Breer's twin sister.

"Well?" Glairn prompted of the girl. "Are you going to tell me your name now?"

The girl pushed up her glasses and glanced at the encouraging face of Breana before looking Glairn right in the eyes over the table. "My name is Elayna. Elayna Upland."