A/N: OOOOOOOOO two updates in one day! Aren't you lucky? "Today 4 U" (c) to Johnathan Larson.

Kiamo Ko

Chapter Two: Angel

"What in Oz's name…?" screamed someone deep inside the castle.

Everyone gulped. The voice definitely didn't sound friendly.

A tall woman with long black hair walked in. She wore a simple black frock, and a witch's hat was perched on her head. She had dark brown eyes, high cheekbones, and green skin.

"She has your face, Mo," teased Mark. "And your eyes, and your temper."

"Shut up," said Maureen. "I am not emerald, anyway."

"I could fix that…"

"What the hell!" shouted the green woman. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"She's so friendly," muttered Mimi.

"I heard that," said the green woman.

"Who is she, anyway?" wondered Mark aloud.

"Heard that, too." The Witch glared at them, but there was a twinkle in her eye. "Elphaba. Elphaba Thropp. More commonly known as the Wicked Witch of the West."

Maureen's jaw dropped.

"What?" said Elphaba, planting her hands on her hips.

"Elphaba's my middle name…"

"You are…"

"Maureen Johnson."

"Too weird! Maureen is my middle name."

"Ok," said Mimi, "now I'm scared."

Elphaba glared at her.

"You heard that, too."

"Yep."

Joanne stared at them. "Are we going to sit in here all day all crammed together?" She climbed out of the car.

"Joanne!" screamed Maureen.

"What the hell!" yelled Roger.

"Are you insane?" shouted Mimi.

Collins said something that no one could understand.

Joanne held out her hand to Elphaba. "Joanne Jefferson," she said.

Elphaba took the lawyer's hand in hers and gave it a firm shake.

Everyone stared.

"Are you sure that you're the Wicked Witch of the West? This isn't Halloween or anything, is it?" asked Benny, scooting over to the window and sitting on Mark in the process.

"Please don't talk about Halloween, Benny," said Collins, finally able to breathe.

"Oh, sorry."

"What's Halloween?" asked Elphaba.

Everyone stared at her.

"Seriously, what happened on Halloween that makes it so hard to talk about?"

Collins looked at his shoes.

"Tell me!" she begged.

Mimi sighed. "One of our best friends, and his," she jabbed her thumb at Collins, "err…"

"Girlfriend," said Collins.

"Girlfriend, Angel Schunard, died on Halloween this year."

Collins began humming something.

"OH! What does she look like?"

"She had short black hair and… don't you mean did?" asked Mimi.

"No." Elphaba smiled. She began to sing. "Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas Day, whose charity is only matched by talent, I must say. A new member of the Alphabet City avant-garde... Angel Dumott Schunard!"

Everyone stared at her as she rushed to open a big wooden door. A familiar face was seen stepping out of the shadows.

"Angel…?" said Collins, climbing out of the car and rushing over to her.

"You okay, honey?" said Angel, smiling.

"Angel!" squealed Mimi, climbing out of the car. She turned to Elphaba. "How…?"

"I can do whatever I want. I'm the Wicked Witch of the West!" she cackled.

Angel walked over to Elphaba. "Thanks, sugar," she said, and gave her a hug.

Elphaba smiled and hugged her back. "Don't mention it."

"Seriously, though," said Collins, wrapping his arm around Angel, "how did you do it?"

Elphaba smiled. "I was trying to save Fiyero from certain death, and in the process she came back to life."

"Really?"

"No."

"Then what did you do?"

"I'm not exactly sure. I was trying to kill the Wizard, I think is what it was, and instead I brought her back to life."

"What kind of witch are you anyway?" asked Mark, shoving Benny off of him and climbing out of the car.

"That's for me to know and you to find out."