Prologue
"Daphne, wake up!" Glinda hissed to her twenty one year old daughter in a whisper. A smile crept upon her face as she noticed her child starting to stir. She shook her a few times until she finally woke up.
"Mom?" She questioned with a yawn. She reached the dresser that was beside her bed and put her glasses on. The young straight haired blonde was not completely awake yet.
"You have to get out of here, Daphne! Right now!" Glinda told her. Her voice was filled with panic.
"What's goi-" she began to questioned.
"No time to explain. The castle is being attacked. Get into your bubble. Take this with you and leave," her mother said. She handed her a book. It was called the Grimmerie. This book was an ancient book filled with magical spells.
The sound of soldiers running made Daphne move quickly, they were getting closer to her room. Suddenly, they burst through the door. Each soldier was carrying guns and other weapons.
Seeing, this Glinda quickly made a bubble and threw her daughter in it with the Grimmerie. The bubble took off into the sky -flying high above the city.
Daphne screamed for her mother, but the only thing she could do was watch as the soldiers put her mom in chains and drag her out of her bedroom.
Hello, fanfiction readers! I just saw Wicked online for the first time ever and I fell in love with the musical! So this story was born through watching it. I hope you all enjoy the story. This is my last story to write on this sight. Please review.