A/N: I KNOW I should be working on Secrets; I can't bring myself to at the moment. I've been having a lot of ideas that have to do with some of my… dreams/nightmares (I'm special I have weird dreams about Wicked O.o) so yea, I hope I've captured their characters to the point and made it… realistic? I've started to incorporate some of my Role Playing style into my writing, just to find it helps. This FF has the idea of the resistance from the book but basically most of the rest of the context is from the musical. I hope this has been worth a wait.

Silently, Elphaba stood waiting in the shadows of the pillars beside the intersection of the road. Waiting for her target, about a week ago she was assigned to dispose of one of the Wizards associates for The Resistance, she did not know who it was, but she was told that they would arrive in the first carriage and make a public announcement about her, she sneered. She fingered delicately at the trigger beneath her cloak, earlier in the day before the Gale Force had set up she positioned the bomb in a hidden and secure spot.

She was beginning to get impatient, one of her fatal flaws. Elphaba turned to her right at the sound of approaching hooves, Horses or horses. She gritted her teeth and stood up straighter as the target stepped out of the carriage to make her speech. Elphaba's heart sunk and her hands fell from the trigger attached to her satchel.

'No… Glinda, get out of here.' She left the soft whisper escape her lips. No, no. It couldn't be her. No matter her loyalties to The Resistance, she would not bring herself to kill Glinda.

She looked around, spotting out the other member who would be the one to fill out the task or to replace Elphaba if she failed, or something unfortunate happened to her. She slinked over to him, discreetly as possible but finding it very hard as seeing that she is green. He glanced to her and turned away, than quickly turning back realizing he recognized her.

"What is it? Get moving, hurry or you'll miss your chance!" He hissed to her. In the background, Elphaba could hear Glinda's soft sweet voice relaying through the crowd. She shook her head to him, "No, I'm sorry. We can't do this, leave before you get caught."

He stared blankly at her in astonishment, "We have our orders."

"I'm your superior, do as I say." The Witch growled, standing up taller over the other man, with a menacing glare.

The man scowled and muttered, "Yes Ma'am." He turned and left, nodding to Elphaba in parting with a whip of his cloak, disappearing into the crowd as they were all trained.

Elphaba continued down the street, trudging along with her broom; keeping hidden from view as she waited at the end of the route for her best, and only friend.

.:Oz:.

Elphaba followed Glinda back to her home, avoiding her gaze whenever she turned. Glinda came up to what would be considered a mansion and turned in to the dirt path. The green girl chuckled to herself at Glinda's taste; she hadn't changed a bit in that bubbly sense. She pulled her broom beneath her and controlled the wind and broom to lift her to Glinda's balcony the directed to her room. She landed softly on her feet, silently and pushed her hand against the glass of the double doors. She made her way into the room and looked around. A flame of jealousy flickered in her chest and was quickly extinguished. She reminded herself this was a life she could've had, but had given up on her own accord.

The door to the left of her opened with a click and she got ready to face Glinda. She stood, and straightened her shoulders, but at the last second she rushed to beside the curtain, waiting to reveal herself in her own time.

Glinda sat down facing her vanity set, giving a speech about how important it was to catch the Wicked Witch of the West was not her strong point. She reapplied her makeup where tears had left streaks. In the mirror she saw the curtain shift airily. She turned around to look at it herself only to find herself facing the Witch. Her eyes were soft but gleaming with fire at the same time. Glinda jumped to her feet to hug her.

Elphaba's eyes widened at the contact but slowly brought her arms to rise in an embrace with her old friend, her heart shattering when she felt tears running down her neck.

I rather like this, maybe I'll make it into a multi chapter, give me your suggestions and I'll see what I can do! Don't forget to review.

Here are the characters appearance wise,

Elphaba- Mamie Parris
Glinda- Kate Rose Clarke
Fiyero- Kyle Dean Massey (If to continue)

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