I don't know if this is a good idea or not.. but well, never shoot, you never miss isn't it.. (it sounds better in dutch -_-' It's a interesting story about well.. I'm not sure what it is about yet.. it's a story after Wicked the life and times of the wicked witch. Just finished again the book and last week I saw wicked again. Is a combination of the play and the book. Somethings in the book I like better, other things in the play I liked better. So I didn't read son of a witch, so don't be to say that that is the continue version of this.. hope its something word reading… have fun!

I do not own Wicked, the wizard of Oz, the wicked universe, the lyrics, music, idea's, characters, places and whatever I didn't mention and are recognized as something from the great Gregory Mcguire or L. Frank Baum.

I do own the plot, some of the characters and well.. my vision of the merry old land of Oz.

The witch just died and Glinda has some trouble with the death of her friend….

Chapter one, No one mourns the wicked (prologue)

The sun just came up at the horizon. It gave the Emerald city a orange light with would be funny under normal circumstances, with all the green. Today wasn't a normal day as every day in Oz. Today was it the day after all of Oz heard that the Wicked Witch of the West was dead! The Dorothy girl killed the wicked witch last night with a bucket of water. She came back to the wizard with the broom of the old witch. At that moment it turn out the wizard wasn't a magical as he had told all of Oz. he couldn't help Dorothy to go home. So the sad little child was at the Emerald palace, with the Lion. The scarecrow was nowhere in sight. The tin man was off with some odd reason Dorothy didn't get.
Far away from the Emerald city. Somewhere in the West around Winkie land in an old castle named Kiamo Ko was a small blonde witch. She was there… the moment the witch died.. She wanted to tell the witch to not be so stubborn and listen to her. She wanted to warn her about the angry crowd. And about the Dorothy girl.. and her dog, what was his name again? Well of course the witch didn't want to listen to her.. She never listen to her. Glinda was afraid to lose her.. And when Liir and nanny let the Dorothy girl in with her friends, the cowardly lion, the scarecrow and the tin man she know it was too late. The witch had told Glinda to hide when the girl came upstairs..
A little light from outside falls through a window of the tower to the spot where the hat was. Chistery sat at the window and looked at the hat. His eyes fell on the thing next to it. There lays a small blonde woman, with a sparkling blue dress. It was far to bubbly and far to overdress. Her tiara has fallen off her head and lies next to her. Her eyes where swollen and closed. She hugged something close. He hopped out of the window and came close to her. He could she the grimmerie and carefully poked her to wake her up. Slowly the blonde witch opened her eyes. They where red from the crying and she looked confused at Chistery. Slowly she sat upright and looked at the witch hat. 'Chistery isn't it?' Glinda looked at the monkey who gave her a funny look. She stood up and she saw the sun coming up. It was time for her to return to the Palace. There would be some party's and she had to confront the Wizard..
she petted the monkey and looked at the hat. 'I'm so sorry Elphie!' with that she walked out of the room all the way down. She didn't want to be here any longer if she hasn't had to. Once outside she conjured a bubble and the moment she wanted to get in the bubble someone gripped her wrist. Glinda could feel all her nerves and slowly looked back. There by the door stood a small monkey. With the hat in his hand and a small green bottle. 'Miss.. Miss… ggg..gglindaa..' stuttered the monkey. Glinda's eyes became big. 'Chistery! You can talk!' she took the hat and the bottle from to monkey and with one last look at the castle she took off, on her way to the wizard. 'Goodbye Elphie… no one will mourns the wicked I'm afraid…' the blonde girl began to cry silently high, up in the air with clouds around her where nobody could see her.