Rifiuto: Non Miriena

Question: This guy isn't Fiyero is he because it says your story is about Fiyero?

Answer: No, the guy isn't Fiyero.

Question: Would it be considered a bad thing that I loved it?

Answer: Not at all, I hope you do

Thanks to kym667103, Issa22 and EmZ711 for reviewing 2.

"Now, what can any of you tell me about this article?" Silence met Dr. Dillamond. He waited, before finally picking a student out of the crowded class. "Miss Upland. What can you tell me about this article?"

The blonde in question looked up at him.

"Um... I... I don't know. It's a newspaper article. Or... rather a copy of a newspaper article."

The class erupted in laughter, and Dr. Dillamond sighed.

"No, Miss Upland. I mean the content of the article."

Another student raised her hand. "It's about the 1989 kidnapping of the Munchkinland Govenor's daughter, and the possible connections to one of Oz's most notorious serial killers."

"That's correct..."

"Who cares about some dead girl from the eighties or a serial killer?" The blonde turned to look at her boyfriend. "It's all stupid old stuff anyway. None of us were alive when it happened."

The boy in question slowly raised his eyes from the article.

"I was alive when it happened. I was only about five, but I was still alive."

"Oh, that's so sweet when you feign concern for something, Yero." She said, reaching up to cup his cheek, her blue eyes taking in his handsome features.

"I'm not feigning concern, Glinda. I remember watching the news; people were desperate to find her. They even suspected that she might be in the Vinkus." Glinda rolled her eyes.

"I doubt it. He probably cut her up and buried her. Her bones are probably rotting in some shallow grave as we speak."

"Why do you say that, Miss Upland?" The girl turned back to Dillamond. "What makes you think that?"

"Um... uh... we... well... it'd be e... easier to... to hide a body that way." She said, embarrassed that she'd been caught talking.

"While your theory is... simple, it's also incorrect. Police have searched, no unmarked, shallow graves have been found containing the girl's remains. It's as if she vanished into thin air-"

"Dr. Dillamond?"

"Yes, ShenShen?"

"What was the girl's name?"

He thought a moment. Instead of directly answering, he went to the podium and picked up the remote that controlled the slides. He pulled up a photograph of a young girl. She was sitting in the grass, a mansion behind her, her long raven hair falling around her in thick strands. Her harlequin green skin glowed in the light, and she stared at everyone with the bluest eyes they'd ever seen.

"This, is the Govenor's missing daughter- Elphaba Katila Thropp. She had just turned twenty-one when she disappeared. She disappeared after her birthday dinner. The last anyone remembers of her, is seeing her walk upstairs with her younger sister, Nessarose. They said goodnight and then Elphaba went upstairs to her room. When they went up to get her the next morning, she was gone."

"What happened to her?" A young man asked, raising his hand.

"No one knows. Not a scrap of clothing was found; no body. At first, they thought she was another Salia Merku case- taken by a radical group and held hostage until their demands were met. But no ransom demand ever came. No death threats, no taunts. She just vanished into thin air. Which brings me to my next point." He said, changing slides. Up on the screen, was the article he'd handed out to the class.

COULD THE GOVENOR'S DAUGHTER BE A VICTIM OF THE MARIONETTE MURDERER?

POLICE are now beginning to speculate that there might be a connection between the man dubbed the 'Marionette Murderer' and the Govenor's missing daughter...

"The Marionette Murderer was a serial killer that was abducting young women around the time Elphaba Thropp went missing. He was said to kidnap his victims, rape them, and then turn them into life-sized living dolls for his collection."

The class took in the photograph of the smiling young woman beneath the headline; it seemed unreal that she could be a victim of such a brutal man.

"They never found any evidence of his crimes taking place; after a while, the police started to doubt whether the Marionette Murderer actually existed. Eventually, they placed Elphaba Thropp's case into the cold files with all the other victims."

"Dr. Dillamond, how many women was the Marionette Murderer rumored to have killed?" A girl in the front row asked. He looked around at his students; he hoped, by telling them how many it was reported killed, that they would take this seriously.

"Over two-hundred. The Marionette Murderer was reported to have killed over two-hundred women at that time, and now, new victims are surfacing every day. And the Thropp family never loses hope that their daughter will be found."

He glanced at the clock on the wall. "Class dismissed. I'll see you all next week. Be sure to finish your papers and have them ready to turn in at the beginning of class tomorrow."

"What a riot, huh Yero? 'The Marionette Murderer.' He sounds so scary, doesn't he, Yero? Yero?" Glinda turned back to her boyfriend, but when he didn't respond, she rolled her eyes and left the classroom. Fiyero didn't hear her, nor did he care. He was too busy staring at the photograph of the Govenor's missing daughter.