Disclaimer: I do not own anything. The characters belong to CLAMP and the lyrics belong to Wicked the musical
Notes: The musical seems to have made up words for one so don't yell about spellings in the lyrics.
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Good news!
She's dead!
The Witch of the West is dead!
The wickedest witch there ever was
The enemy of all of us here in Oz
Is Dead!
Good news!
Good news!
Look! It's Glinda!
Far away in a kingdom not well known celebration sang through the streets and alleys. After torture, curses and evil doings the most evil force in the land was considered dead.
The news of the death symbolised a turn for the better and new beginnings after such misfortunes.
The news had yet to be confirmed but at such wonderful news no one could hold back to wait if it was true. Rumours were flying around that the evil one wasn't dead, that it was merely hiding away.
There had been no usual signs of round creatures flying through the air, although in all fairness those that were trained actually made interesting conversations.
There was a bright flash of light as the good witch, in training, transported into the area. She floated for a few seconds before dropping onto the floor in the middle of a gathering crowd.
"It's Tomoyo!" Tomoyo pushed a few people back to give herself room before creating a bubble around herself to raise her up so the people could clearly see her.
Fellow Ozians:
Let us be glad
Let us be grateful
Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue
The wicked workings of you-know-who
Isn't it nice to know
That good will conquer evil?
The truth we all believe'll by and by
Outlive a lie
For you and –
No one mourns the Wicked
No one cries "They won't return!"
No one lays a lily on their grave
The good man scorns the Wicked!
Through their lives, our children learn
What we miss, when we misbehave:
She began reading off an announcement.
"The once evil power that threatened our land has now been confirmed. The body melted upon contact with water. The wicked one we once knew is dead!" Tomoyo nodded firmly at the end of the statement to confirm her point. A well practised smile on her face, one she'd been told to learn since she'd taken the position she was now in.
Almost immediately the people started their cheering and shouting about how the death was deserved. Tomoyo personally knew better, she knew the whole story unlike other the other people.
Sadly she had long learnt that nothing could be done to save the wicked one's name a long time ago.
"Deserved it really." A various person from the crowd commented, several other people nodded in agreement.
"I would have liked to spit on that grave!" Another shouted from on of the back groups.
"See what happens if you act naughty?" A mother scolded her children, using the recent events as a threat.
Tomoyo couldn't help but feel sad on the inside; she couldn't blame the people below her for being angry. They didn't even know all the events, only those that the head Witch wanted to be told.
And Goodness knows
The Wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone
It just shows when you're wicked
You're left only
On your own
Yes, Goodness knows
The Wicked's lives are lonely
Goodness knows
The Wicked cry alone
Nothing grows for the Wicked
They reap only
What they sow
"Wicked die alone." Someone to the right of Tomoyo commented.
"Serves them right. They don't deserve company." Another person retorted.
The dark haired girl was tempted to point out that there was company for the now deceased wizard. She was also willing to bet she could name one person who probably died with him that day.
"They get what they give. A sticky end." A well known traveller hissed into the air.
"Too right!" Several people agreed.
Tomoyo cleared her throat in an attempt to get the people below to listen. She was going to try and prove a point, somehow.
Are people born Wicked? Or do they have
Wickedness thrust upon them? After all, she had a father.
She had a mother, as so many do:
How I hate to go and leave you lonely
That's alright - it's only just one night
But know that you're here in my heart
While I'm out of your sight
Tomoyo whistled loudly when no one heard her, making everyone turn.
"Do you not think he was not human? He had parents, well respected ones at that. People are not born wicked something changes in their lives to make them that way." Tomoyo saw various puzzled looks and decided to continue…
"You going out to work again?" A woman called from a kitchen.
"I'm sorry but it's urgent." A tall male shrugged and made his way to the front door, "I'll be back as soon as I can. Don't overwork yourself." With that he left without a backwards glance at his wife.
The wife of the house smirked slightly and made her way through the hallways to one of the bedrooms, smirking lightly as she opened the door to join her second partner.
And like every family - they had their secrets
Have another drink, my dark-eyed beauty
I've got one more night left, here in town
So have another drink of green elixir
And we'll have ourselves a little mixer
Have another little swallow, little lady,
And follow me down.
And of course, from the moment she was born,
she was - well - different
"For many years his mother had been having an affair before the birth with a court magician. The husband knew nothing of it." Tomoyo sighed slightly, she doubted she was getting through to the people who were looking extremely board.
"The magician and the father had once worked together, when the husband left the lover would arrive."
"Why do we care?" Someone called out from below; Tomoyo was very tempted to turn the person into a frog.
"I'm merely pointing out that possibly if the affair hadn't happened none of this would have happened. After all it was because of this that the wicked one was born the way he was."
Several people started muttering that it couldn't be true while others pointed out that it could.
"The mother already had a strong magic, that and the lover's magic were channelled into the wicked one. That is why it is the fault of the affair." The young girl folded her arms slightly, trying to keep the annoyed look off her face.
It's coming
Now?
The baby's coming
And how!
I see a nose
I see a curl
It's a healthy, perfect,
Lovely, little -
Sweet Oz!
What is it? what's wrong?
How can it be?
What does it mean?
It's atrocious
It's obscene!
Like a froggy, ferny cabbage
The baby is unnaturally
Green!
Take it away, take it away!
So you see - it couldn't have been easy!
"So because of this?" One person in the crowd started but found himself unable to finish.
"When he was born there was something…well…off. So I've been told." Tomoyo paused slightly trying to remember everything, "The midwife had said that the amount of magic from a mere child was too great. The father wished for the child to be gotten rid of."
"He was too powerful? At that age?" One of the local blacksmiths questioned the floating witch.
"Yes. The father wanted it out of his sight but the mother said it was a miracle." The girl dropped her head slightly, "To be abused at that age because of your power must have been hard."
Several people muttered their reluctant agreement, the fact that one thing could cause a whole chain was hard for anyone to believe. Especially after all the evil that happened to them.
"So you see it must have been terrible growing up like that!" Tomoyo shouted slightly louder than she'd meant to in a mixture of anger and frustration.
Several plates and windows were heard smashing on floors.
No one mourns the Wicked!
Now at last, she's dead and gone!
Now at last, there's joy throughout the land
And Goodness knows
We know what Goodness is
Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone
She died alone
Woe to those (Woe to those)
Who spurn what Goodnesses
They are shown
No one mourns the Wicked
Good news!
No one mourns the Wicked!
Good news!
No one mourns the Wicked!
Wicked!
Wicked!
"Still he was evil!" An outburst started and was soon followed by several others that were alike.
"He shouldn't have taken it out on us!" A woman cried from a shop window.
Tomoyo sighed; she knew that nothing would change the kingdom's mind once it was set. She glanced across the area from her perch easily spotting the castle where the event happened. The girl lowered herself back to the floor and sat down on a nearby bench, watching the celebrations continue.
It seemed that she'd have to keep her friendship with the wizard and the traitor a secret unless she too wanted to die.
"Tomoyo do you agree?" A young girl called out from beside her.
"Agree with what Chii?" Tomoyo questioned the blonde girl.
"That it was mean to hurt these people…surely he could have just made friends and worked things out." The girl tilted her head.
Tomoyo thought for awhile before nodding slightly.
"He should have asked for help but he didn't. You're right, he was wrong to hurt someone." The young girl watched the festivities continue, people dancing and singed about the downfall of the once Wicked Wizard who struck fear into the land.