The Spirit in the Evidence

Rifiuto: Non Miriena

Summary: She wanders the roadside where she was killed. She gets unsuspecting drivers into crashes, always with one look at her scarred face and a scream. Until now, the evidence has been little, but when three friends offer her a ride, no one realizes how important the video footage taken on that night is, and for the lone survivor of the crash, it evokes a mystery he's determined to solve. But will he be able to? Based on the Teresa Fidalgo legend.

"We're never going to get out of here, Avaric. Just admit it, we're lost."

"We aren't lost, Glinda. I know perfectly well where we are."

"Oh really? Where are we then?" He didn't reply, just glanced at the blonde in the passenger seat beside him before turning back to the road. The blonde rolled her eyes. "Just admit it Avaric, we're lost."

"We're not lost!"

"Glinda, he's never going to admit that he's wrong. Avaric's too proud." She turned to look behind her, and rolled her eyes, coming face-to-face with a video camera.

"Why are you recording this anyway, Yero? We're just going up Restwater."

"I'm recording this because I'm going to be a director someday, and you're going to begging to get in to see my films." She rolled her eyes and laughed.

"I thought you gave up on that dream." Avaric said from the driver's seat.

"Nope. And I don't plan to."

"Yero-" He turned his attention back to the blonde, catching her golden curls, her big blue eyes, her creamy skin and long nose forever in the frame, however the colors were gone due to the night vision. She smiled at him just the same.

"I'm serious, Glinda. I'm going to be a director. And you, will be dying to star in my films. Both of you will. Just watch."

Glinda laughed, before turning back around.

Glinda Salia Upland was the only child of Kesta and Jerton Upland, a prominent banker in the Pertha Hills. Glinda, like Fiyero and Avaric had attended Shiz University for the last two years, and was majoring in fashion design. She was perky and outgoing, a perfect match for Avaric, who she'd been dating since they started at Shiz. And it was here in the town of Shiz, that the Univeristy was named for, that they were now trying to find their way out of to get to the summer resort town of Restwater, thirty miles away.

"The day you become a director is the day I flip this car over, Yero." Avaric said, rolling his eyes as his friend zoomed in on the windshield.

Avaric Merku Kertan of Tenmeadows was a business major at Shiz University, Fiyero's roommate, and best friend. He was a brunette with deep violet eyes, and an easygoing personality that drew people to him. Never the one to slack off on something, he always did what was told, within reason, and unless it was in his best interest. Which, in short terms, meant that if it was boring, he wasn't doing it.

Fiyero rolled his eyes. "Like that's ever going to happen, Av."

Fiyero Liir Tiggular was the Crown Prince of the Vinkus, but had given up the throne in favor of another passion- directing. With his deep blue eyes and charming smile, he was liked by everyone, and had several close friends, but no girlfriend. He had no time for one, and didn't particularly want one.

"Avaric, what are you doing?" Glinda asked as her boyfriend pulled into a side street and backed up, before down a curve of highway.

"We were heading down a side street. This way's faster." He replied, as Fiyero returned to watching the scenery pass through his video lense. They drove for several minutes, chatting and laughing before coming to a certain stretch of road. As they moved along, the headlights drew across something on the side of the road. But as they got closer, they saw that it was a person- a girl.

"Let's get out of here."

"No, Avaric, wait. Let's stop. She looks lost." Glinda said.

"Maybe we could give her a ride." Fiyero added. Avaric bit his lip.

"I don't think so."

"Oh please, Avaric! She's all alone and lost! We could give her a ride, it wouldn't kill us." Glinda said. After several moments of conversation, he pulled over and stopped next to the girl. Glinda quickly rolled down the window, as Fiyero focused on the passenger door across from him.

"Do you need a ride?" Glinda called. The girl went to the window.

"Would it be okay?" She asked, locking eyes with Glinda before looking at Avaric.

"Of course it's okay." Glinda said. "Hop in." The girl gave her a grateful smile.

"Thanks."

Then, she went to the back door and pulled it open, before climbing in, as Fiyero backed up. Once the door was closed behind her and her seatbelt buckled, Avaric started on the road again. Fiyero turned to Glinda, who looked back at the girl, before turning his attention to the girl next to him.

She was pretty, with long raven hair, deep brown eyes, a button nose, and harlequin green skin. Her slender form was thin, and she wore a white tank top and white capris with sneakers.

"Hi, I'm Fiyero. That's Glinda, and Avaric." He said, introducing his friends. She leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands, and her hands on her knees.

"Nice to meet you."

"You okay?" She nodded to Glinda, who noticed how pale she looked.

"What's your name?" Avaric asked from the driver's seat.

"Elphaba." The girl replied, rubbign her forehead.

"You sure you're okay?" Glinda asked. Elphaba nodded.

"I'm fine. I've just... got a headache."

"You sure?" Glinda pressed.

"Glin, she said she's fine." Fiyero said, suddenly protective of the mysterious stranger. Glinda sighed and returned to facing forward.

"I... I guess... I... just haven't been the same... since..."

"Since what?" Fiyero asked gently. After a moment, Elphaba glanced at the camera before covering her face with her hands.

"Since my accident."

The car fell silent, and it was several moments before Elphaba leaned forward, looking between the seats. Then, with in an almost urgent state, she pointed towards a spot of ground that they were coming to.

"There..."

"What's wrong? What is it?"

"There... That's... that's where... I had my accident... and died."

When Fiyero turned the camera back towards Elphaba, he was surprised to see her beautiful face now scarred, bloody, cut up, as though she'd just been in a car accident. She looked into the camera and screamed, and as the car veered sharply to the left. The car had flipped onto its side, throwing all three occupants violently. The video camera was thrown out of his hands, and he struck his head, enough to force him into unconsiousness. But as he slowly came too, he realized that the girl was no where to be found, and that both Glinda and Avaric were silent. He tried to speak, but again soon lost consiousness, his own words wringing in his head as the blackness engulfed him once more.

You will be dieing to star in my films. Both of you.

He was right.