Disclaimer: I don't own anything. All credits for WICKED go to Gregory Maguire, Stephen Schwartz. I own the plot, the idea, nothing else.

Thanks to Meltalviel for betareading.

WICKED - Thoughts About the Witch

Chapter 1: Glinda

Elphaba was, no, she is my best friend. Yes, she still is.

We met back in Oz. Our dislike for each other had been mutual. And then we became friends. I still remember the night at the Ozdust. Back then I was a horrible person. But I am changed now. Because we were- no- we are friends. Even if she was dead our friendship will continue. Our friendship never dies. Never.

I think we were destined to become friends, best friends.

I had a lot of friends back at Shiz. And now I have lost people I hold dear to my heart.

Elphaba is dead.

Fiyero is dead.

Boq is dead.

Nessa is dead.

I am the only survivor.

The Wizard left the day after Elphaba's death. No one was there to see him off.

I told the Ozians the story I made up. I told them that he took an indefinite leave of absence. Leadership had been too strenuous for him.

Madame Morrible is in prison. I am going to make sure she stays there for a long long time. If she hadn't told the Wizard about Elphaba's talents maybe she would still be alive. Yes. She would be. I am sure of it.

And now I am left to rule Oz. I am left to do Good.

Elphie, oh Elphie.

Maybe we both should have defied the Wizard. But Oz had needed me. They still need me. Someone who would give the Ozians hope, someone who would do Good. I have to be that someone.

I know that I did something I am not proud of. Luring you into a trap. If I hadn't told Madame Morrible about your weakness, your sister, then Nessa would still be alive. Fiyero would be alive.

But, Elphie, I have been upset, angry. He left me. My fiancé left me because he loved you more. I am sorry. I know it's not enough, me saying I am sorry. But nothing I say or do can bring you back. You are dead.

Now I carry a burden. The burden of my promise.

Elphie, I promise to do Good. I promise to right the wrongs. To learn to decipher the Grimmerie.

I will make you proud. I promise to remember you and our friendship until my dying day.

I promise.