"I have been changed for good..."

Those words echoed in her head as she stepped into the portal. She thought about how much she would miss her best friend. In life you often become what you hate and that was where she had ended up. She looked at the straw hand that held hers and let go of it to wave goodbye to Oz.

Silence, that was all she heard. Elphaba had known that she would be going into an unknown world but she didn't think it would be like this. She looked down to see if Fiyero was still with her, he wasn't. She couldn't believe that she had given up everything for him just to see him go away.

"Fiyero!" she yelled "Fiyero!" around her swirled a million colors. Everywhere she looked was chaos, it all burned and it wasn't just her panicking.

Something was wrong with this world but she didn't know what. She didn't think it was possible but it was stranger than Oz.

She looked around her with weary eyes. She saw a man in a suit approach her. She was hopeful for a brief moment until she realized this man was not Fiyero. She took a minute to observe her surroundings. Around her was a coppery room with a strange statue in the middle. Some sort of eerie power seemed to be coming from the statue. Pillars that twisted like trees supported a circular dome made of metal dotted with hexagon windows. It looked like a jungle trapped in a beehive. All this she took in within a clocktick. She looked back at the man. He looked at her with saucer-huge eyes. She didn't know if it was because she was green or because she just appeared out of nowhere.

"What are you doing here" he stuttered. He had an odd accent. It drew all of the power in his voice to his mouth. It sounded as if he were pinching his nose as he talked. She had no idea what to do with his question though. In all truth she had no idea what she was doing out of Oz in the first place. So she said the one response she could think of. "Have you seen my boyfriend? He's about this tall, and possibly looks like a scarecrow. I don't know if the portal changed him back." There was nothing she could do about the fact that she didn't know where in the universe she was but at least she could try and find Fiyero. She expected at least by then he would scream or just leave her alone to find her boyfriend. After all, that was what everybody did. To her surprise he smiled cheekily and cocked his head, taking a startlingly relaxed position. She wryly thought that was foolish considering all of the things she had done. After all, she was wicked.

He paused in thought for a moment. His face held a playful expression. "Scarecrows, I've had history with them before, huh" A thought came to her mind that he reminded her of the dragon clock; petrifying and yet playful at the exact same time. She knew she wasn't in Oz anymore. Heck, she was in a different dimension! But she still couldn't handle his outrageous accent. She didn't think she could get used to it in a million years. Wriggling like a snake, he slipped toward her and looked down at her head. "So what are you, some sort of werewolf or Homo reptilia?" That strange comment moved her back to her senses. "Who are you? " she stammered with ice dripping from every word. She glared at him and lurched away.

This guy may have looked normal on the outside but he was so freakish inside. But that was the smallest of her worries. Burning questions flashed through her head putting her in a cloak of ignorance. For one thing, where was she? Was she in danger? Was she dead? What was the Homo-thing he was talking about? How did she end up there? Where was Fiyero? Before she had been too stunned to speak so she had just stared at him like an idiot. But now all of these issues pressed her like a cyclone.

"I'm the Doctor by the way," he coolly stated.

"Dillimond?" She cursed herself for being naïve. She let herself off the hook because of her situation. She was still clinging onto the memory of Oz. After all, she had just been in another world. This time he was the one who acted surprised. In fact, he looked utterly flabbergasted. "No" his voice deepened and slowed.

"Doctor Who? Elphaba asked again. She still wanted to at least know his name. She grimly remembered that none of the villagers in Oz remembered hers.

By this time she dropped the idea of being behaved "I'm sorry, I'm usually not this hazy. WHY IN OZ AM I HERE AND WHERE IS MY BOYFRIEND?"

"By the way I'm Elphaba "She noted with sarcastic bite.

"You remind me o-of" his voice slowed "An old friend" All of this he said in a whisper. Because he seemed so sad her temper died down for some weird reason.

Elphaba wondered what his story was. He was the ultra-mysterious sort of person who seemed to have a past as dark as the night sky. Knowing from experience, she knew that he also didn't want to talk about it.

She took a minute to observe the man. He had a hair color not yet between red and brown that looked like it had just gone through a hurricane. His eyes were two huge pools of muddy brown. A long and thin neck supported a tall and oval-shaped face. A quizzical look was constantly on his face. For as long as she had been there he had held the same expression. His nose was thin and strangely birdlike and the edges of his face were marked with sideburns. Besides that, he stood a head taller than her. She looked up. His face was gazing over hers, a pair of square glasses perched atop his nose. They made him look more put-together which was quite funny considering the state they were both in.

"Where am I?" She shot each word like arrows. She couldn't believe that he wouldn't answer her question in the first place.