Disclaimer: As you probably already know, I do not own Wicked or any of its characters… Okay, well I made up some of my own, as you know already, such as the muscleman from chapter one, but you guys are smart enough to figure that out on your own!
Author's Note: I told myself that I wouldn't make any changes to this story as I was typing it up… and it didn't happen. I was three paragraphs in and I changed around a sentence. Haha. Enjoy!
Great and Terrible
Deep in a cave in the Gillikin forest, the Wizard of Oz laughed manically. He gazed into his crystal ball. It showed Glinda being carried to Emerald City by the OIA Bird and Boq being carried to Shiz by Hercules.
"Oh how foolish Ozians can be! They think I'm so good! But little do they know that I have murdered Madame Morrible and absorbed her power! Glinda will be a kind but foolish ruler. I have more power than she does! I can run her down! Since I pretended to go back to Kansas, I've been waiting to find the rightful ruler of Oz, the ScArEcRoW! I must find him!" (Author's Note: I actually do not own this piece of information either. If any of you are familiar with the musical the Wizard of Oz, before the Wizard leaves on the hot air balloon, he said that if he didn't return, the Scarecrow would rule in his stead. I bet you weren't expecting that. Plus two self-esteem points.)
The Wizard chanted a magic spell that said something to the effect of "I need to find that Scarecrow! Since he has no power, I can force him to do whatever I want and I can secretly rule Oz! Find him! Find him!"
An image of a handsome man fathering four children appeared in the ball. The Wizard was not only surprised, but he was secretly touched.
The man looked like the Scarecrow but, obviously, he wasn't one! He knew the crystal ball couldn't be wrong!
The Wizard thought aloud, "But that couldn't be…unless he was…changed back." He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing clearly. "But he couldn't! He has no power! That means that someone must have done it for him… but who?"
He looked in the ball for more answers. Then, he saw a dark-haired green skinned woman approach him. He read her lips. 'Oh, Fiyero.' She kissed him on the cheek.
The Wizard's eyes grew in fury. "Why, the Wicked Witch of the West, of course!" He exclaimed. Then his face softened at a realization. "And my grandchildren." He whispered. He went back to reason. "But they're in care of the rightful ruler of Oz and the Wicked Witch!" The image of Elphaba and Fiyero faded away. The Wizard called for some of his guards.
"Go and find the Scarecrow and the Witch of the West and bring them to me!" They saluted and went off to kidnap Fiyero and Elphaba.
