Twicked: A Twilight/Wicked Musical

Inspired by shmerg_the_impaler on mugglenet fanfictions all your brilliant musical spoofs inspired this one.

This chapter is set just after Edward kills Victoria.

Disclaimer:Although I wish it every night, I am not Stephenie Meyer; or Stephen Shwartz for that matter.

No One Mourns The Wicked

The battle was over, Edward had won, and Victoria's head was no longer connected to her body. After Edward and Seth had finished clearing up, the rest of the Cullens and the Pack appeared. All of them were filled with a sudden urge to celebrate; so they did, in the form of a song.

Pack and Cullens:
Good news! She's dead!
The evil Victoria is dead!
The wickedest vamp there ever was
The enemy of all of us here in Forks
Is Dead!
Good news!
Good news!

During this, Bella had emerged from the rock she was hiding behind.

Jacob:(Noticing Bella for the first time)
Look! It's Bella!

Bella:(Also having an urge to sing; in a surprisingly high soprano voice)
Fellow Forkians:
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 -

Jasper:(Butting in)
No one mourns the Wicked

Alice:(Joining in with Jasper)
No one cries "They won't return!"

Pack and Cullens:
No one lays a lily on their grave

Emmett:
The good man scorns the Wicked!

Alice, Esme, Rosalie:
Through their lives, our children learn.

Pack and Cullens:
What we miss, when we misbehave:

Bella:
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

Pack and Cullens:
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've sown

Bella:(Feeling a story coming on)
Are people born Wicked? Or do they have
Wickedness thrust upon them? After all, she had
a mate, as so many do:

James:
How I hate to go and leave you lonely.

Victoria:
That's alright - it's only just one night.

James:
But know that you're here in my heart
While I'm out of your sight.

Bella:
And like every coven - they had their secrets...

Laurent:
Have another drink, my red-eyed beauty
I've got one more night left, here in town
So have another drink of human blood
And we'll have ourselves a little flood
Have another little swallow, little lady,
And follow me down...

Bella:
And of course, from the moment she was changed,
she was - well - different

James:
She's waking.

Laurent:
Now?

James:
Victoria's waking

Laurent:
And how!

James and Laurent:
I see a nose
I see a curl
It's a healthy, perfect,
Lovely, little -

Victoria:
AAAHHH!!!!

Laurent:
Sweet God!

James:
What is it? what's wrong?

Laurent:
How can it be?

James:
What does it mean?

Laurent:
It's atrocious

James:
It's obscene!

James and Laurent:
She has the most unusual talent ever seen.

James
This will be useful.

Bella:
So you see - it couldn't have been easy!

Edward:(Who was perfect at singing, as well as everything else)
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 -Bella: Goodness knows
We know what Goodness is -Bella:know what Goodness is
Goodness knows -Bella: Goodness knows
The Wicked die alone

Bella:(Trying to show Edward that she could sing better than him)
She died alone:

Carlisle:(Felling a bit left out)
Woe to those
-Esme:Woe to those
Who spurn what Goodness is
They are shown
No one mourns the Wicked

Bella:(Still trying to show Edward that she could sing better than him)
Good news!

Pack and Cullens:
No one mourns the Wicked!

Bella:
Good news!

All:
No one mourns the Wicked! Wicked! Wicked!

AN: Thanks for reading my first ever fanfic. Please review.

PS: In case you haven't noticed, I have changed this chapter by adding dialog. I hope it makes things a bit clearer.