Wicked II
Introduction
Make sure you read my verison of Wicked before reading this story. Thank you!
(Deep in the darkest place of all Oz, there stands a huge prison where they keep the most dangerous criminals locked up tight. Guards are on patrol, watching over the prisoners every second every day. One night, while one of the guards is taking his post, he hears a sound coming from one of the cells. He goes to check it out.)
Guard 1: What's goin' on here? (Gasps)
(He sees another guard on the ground and the cell empty.)
Guard 1: No. . . Sound the alarm! There's a prisoner loose!
(Bell Chimes)
(Every men, every guard arms themselves and the search begins. The captain there goes to the guard who made the discovery.)
Captain: Whose cell was it?
Guard 1: I'm not sure, but it was on the top floor, sir!
Guard 2: Sir! We indicated the prisoner. It's prisoner number 67239, sir.
Captain: 67-Oh, sweet Oz! Find her and bring her back!
Guards: Yes, sir!
(Meanwhile, while guard hustle through the halls, we see a little mouse, who runs between every crack, every hole in every hallway and out of the prison. Once it's on the outside, the mouse transforms . . . into Madame Morrible!)
Morrible: (Sighs) It feels so good to back outside again.
Guard: There she is!
(A team of guards charge for her, but with her powers, she turns them into pigs!)
(Pigs Oinking)
Morrible: (Laughs) Oh, well, I hate to do this, but I must be on my way. (She lifts up her hood) I have revenge to seek. (Walks into the dark forest and disappears.)
(Soon, the captain, along with more guard, come out and sees the pigs.)
Captain: She must have ran in the forest. (Turns to a guard) You there! Send a message to the Royal Guard in Emerald City! Tell them . . . the Morrible escaped.
(Back in the forest, Morrible runs until she doesn't see the prison. She removes her hood and pulls out a newspaper from her pocket. It has a picture of Elphaba and Glinda on the front page. Morrible gives it a nasty glare.)
Morrible: Oh, I assure this, my dear, I'll find you . . . and kill you if it's the last thing I do!
(She tears the newspaper into pieces and the story begins . . .)
