Chapter 1
Elphaba turned over in her bed. Her black pillows were fluffy and warm, her blanket was soft, but something was missing. Elphaba knew what it was, but she didn't want to acknowledge it. Or more correctly, him.
She touched the other black pillow, wishing that there was a person there. A person who was helping her enemy. Fiyero. Oz damn him! She loved him and he helped her enemy!
"Your Witchness?" a flying monkey asked, coming into Elphaba's room, "Dorothy and her friends are approaching,"
Elphaba smiled.
Elphaba could hear the little morons talking as she got there.
"Well, suppose the Wizard wouldn't give me one when we got there?" Boq? Was that Boq?
"Oh, but he will! He must! We've come such a long way already," That little brat!
Elphaba stepped into the clearing.
"You call that long? Why, you've just begun. Helping the little lady along, are you, my fine gentlemen? Well, stay away from her! or I'll stuff a mattress with you!" Elphaba screamed, pretending not to recognize Fiyero. "And you! I'll use you for a beehive! Here, Scarecrow! Want to play ball?" Elphaba yelled as she threw a ball of fire at her former lover.
"Oh! Look out! Oh, I'm burning! I'm burning! Oh!" Fiyero yelled, franticly swatting at his straw chest. The tin man put the fire out quickly. "I'm not afraid of you! I'll see Dorothy gets safely to the Wizard now, whether I get a brain or not! Stuff a mattress with me - hah!"
"What's the matter, Scarecrow? Don't like fire?" Elphaba cackled.
"Oh, you horrible old witch! How dare you set fire to him? You hag!" Dorothy said angrily.
Elphaba was stunned. No one had dared to talk to her like that in years. It was… refreshing.
"My sister died because of your 'accident'. I can create accidents too, my pretty. Be careful!" Elphaba cackled some more and magicked herself back to Kiamo Ko.