My Dear Readers~

This will only be a few chapters long, I already know most of the story line, just wanted to try some true angstyangst writing, please please please review, comment or criticise, I would love to improve my writing in any way possible, all suggestions are welcomed.

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I do not own wicked.

Galinda was the first to hear her scream, piercing and painful, echoing horribly along the empty corridor.

She had been on her way out; it was Saturday night and she was perfectly fashionably late. But when she heard that terrible scream she froze and dropped her handbag, before turning sharply and sprinting back towards her dorm, back to the only girl left in the building.

Elphaba.

The screams continued, cutting through the evening air with sharp stabs but hanging in the air mercilessly. When she finally reached the door, left half-open absentmindedly, and let herself inside, stopping dead as her eyes grew wide in horror as her hands flew to her mouth, letting out a piercing cry.

Her roommate was lying on the carpet before her, as curled up as her lanky bony frame would allow, bloodied head clutched by slender hand, her body jerking violently as the cold scream ran from her lips, never ceasing never fading. Elphaba could not see or understand what was happening, just the pain all around her, engulfing her and drowning out the world. This must be a dream, a nightmare- no. It would only hurt like this, more painful than dying, in real life.

Galinda steadied herself, torn between trying to help her friend alone or leaving to get help. Before she even had much of a chance to decide she was pushed aside by a large figure, not roughly, but enough to cause her to stumble backwards.

When she regained her balance, she noticed the eerie silence after what felt like an age of Elphaba's scream filling her head, punctuated by sobbing and sharp breaths coming from the girl, now being held protectively in Fiyero's strong arms. He was rubbing her back soothingly, whispering comfort into her ears, such intimacy that Elphaba would never have accepted in any other situation.

The pain was still eating away at her and in her mind she was screaming, shrieking to the heavens to kill her, kill her now; just make the hurt stop. The arms around her gave her something to focus on, something to clench and anchor herself to, for she would surely slip away into the darkness otherwise.

Though his hand was steady and his voice was calm, Glinda could see it in his eyes, Fiyero was frightened. By the extent of her injuries, by her frail and weakened state, she was slowly falling unconscious in his arms and the little he knew of Life Sciences prompted him to try to keep her awake.

'Galinda, go get help,' She started at his voice, his eyes had not faltered from their unfocused gaze, but she saw his hand stiffened on the side of Elphaba's head, she saw the blood seeping through her midnight hair despite his attempts to block it, 'Now Galinda!' His tone was urgent and, fearful?

Wasting no more time, she fled the room, moving swiftly for someone in high heels, to the infirmary.

Fiyero clamped his hand more firmly to her head, feeling all too clearly the blood trickling down his wrist. Too much, she had lost too much blood, all from her head, it wasn't good.

He pulled away from his embrace, keeping his hand in place, looking her in the eyes. What she needed now was faith, this was beyond an emotional battle, and she would have to fight with her spirit. And if anyone could, Fiyero knew that Elphaba had the strongest, most stubborn spirit in all of Oz.

'Elphaba, Elphie? Don't fall asleep, you have to stay awake, for Nessa, for Galinda, for m-' his voice faltered and cut out. And what he had seen only made the situation more frightening than ever.

Elphaba was shaking her head, eyes flashing about, distraught and confused, her hands raised to ears, clawing at them, prying and scratching. She could see his lips moving and his eyes earnest, but she could not hear him. She could not hear a thing.

And she opened her mouth and screamed again, screaming into darkness.

Screaming until her lungs felt as though they were on fire.

Screaming from the hurt and the pain

Screaming out of fear and confusion.

But her ears did not hear one sound.

Blazing silence reigned.

yep yep angsty fun :)

so I hope you enjoyed. I have vowed to update at least one thing everyday so probs will be more soon if you (im talking to you) would like it..

sorry for such a depresso story..

mucho de love as always

~greenTG ^_^