Hey,
thanks to some help ChaoticSymphonyofDarkness I found a great way to portray Madame Morrible in an evil and smart way. Thank you so much, she's kind of difficult to write for, since her plans are always well thought through. I think this plan is pretty smart. I hope you guys love this chapter. Thank you for all the review, I'll keep this story up. Thank you again for the review. Next part of Morrible's horrible plan in next chapter. Tell me what you think of this chapter..
Enjoy,
TempeGeller
Chapter 3: From Oz to Quox
Madam Morrible stared trough the bolted windows, her prison was just a physical way to keep her away from taking over Oz. And she hated Glinda for it, never did she think that Glinda would ever end up turning against her. Especially since she never dared to do put her in captivity. Madam Morrible smiled, as she curled her hands around the metal bars. She stared over the empty part of Munchkin land, Glinda was going to feel her rage. Glinda was going to become wicked, she did it to Elphaba. She could do it to the poor blond woman that chose to cross her. An evil smile appeared on her, her prison cell away from all others was a luxury she got by being truly evil. But her evil nature was something she needed to mask from the world, she needed to make everyone believe that Glinda was the bad one. She needed to find a plan, a plan why Glinda locked up an innocent woman. An evil smile appeared on her face as a plan started on unfold in her evil mind.
"So this is the castle.." Lampré stared at the walls. "I didn't know an evil hiding spot has so much luxury.. "
"Well it was Fiyero's castle.." Glinda moved her hands over the dusty chair. "At least it used to belong to his parents. Now they're grieving over the loss of their son.."
"Must have been difficult for her.." Lampré picked up a photo. "Walking the halls her dead lover once .."
"It wasn't easy on her.." Glinda replied "She was a wreck when I last met her, gave me this.."
"The grimiore.." she picked it up from beneath the wooden floor. "I kept it here, didn't want to take it. I couldn't manage to make it work. And I gave up.."
"You should take it.." Lampré pushed the book in her arms. "She wanted you to have it, I bet you'll make it work. She believe you could, you should have more faith in yourself.."
"I used to be over confident.." Glinda replied "Her dead took that away,.."
"Well.." he took her in his arms. "I love you Lin."
He slowly pulled her in his arms, as she stared around the castle. She slowly stepped to an empty spot in the castle. Slowly staring in front of her.
"This castle has a lot of secrets.." Lampré noticed that Glinda was staring to an empty spot in the castle. He slowly put his arms around her shoulders again. "What's this Lin?"
"This is where she melted.." Glinda's tears came back to her. "This is where she died. This is the place I decided to be the biggest coward of the land…"
"Lin.." He pulled her in his arms. "You are not a coward.."
"I let her sacrifice herself.." Glinda replied "I should have found something. A plan.."
"On a matter of seconds.." Lampré replied "You wouldn't have been able to do so, and even if you had. Look, after all I've heard about Elphaba, I know she would have found a magical way to stop you from helping her. She didn't want you, and she would have found a way.."
"I.."
"she would have found a way Lin.." He hugged Glinda closer.
Slowly she stepped closer to the opening of the window. She could look over the dead land, or at least as it seemed in her mind. The cold wind came closer to her, as she held her hand to her forehead.
"Charity.." She smiled as the monkey landed on the spot before her. She stared at the monkey, seeing something in his eyes that she couldn't explain. A certain confusion.
"Who's this?" Lampré walked next to the winged monkey.
"It's Charity.." Glinda replied "Charity was Elphabas favorite, she tried to teach him to talk. She didn't succeed. She really thought it was sad.."
"It is.." Lampré turned to her.
"He kind off sends messages for me.." Glinda took the letter from the bag around his neck. "It's from the prison, Madame Morrible is refusing to eat.."
"Then let her starve.." Lampré replied "She disserves it.."
"She does.." Glinda replied "I am not a monster however, letting her starve would be inhuman."
"You are talking about the woman the killed your best friends sister." Lampré stared at her. "The very same woman that told the force to kill Fiyero. The same woman that caused your friends death. She disserves to die, and it's probably a plan to get out of there.."
"Why would she do that?" Glinda raised an eyebrow.
"She was planning to be the leader of Oz." Lampré replied "If I were her, I would end you. And if she wants to end you, she'll have to escape to kill you. To get even, and then get Oz on her hand. For whatever reason she needs it.."
"I think you're overreacting.." Glinda replied "She is not smart enough. I had to come up with some of her plans, she is not original enough.."
"I think you mind underestimate her.."
Elphaba stared to the crystal boll, she knew it was wrong. To look in it, she knew she had taken this from the castle, but all this years she was able to not look at it. Not take a look at how her friend was doing. The crystal boll was a simple enchanted object, it showed you the person your heart wanted to see. Something you could use to spy on friends. And that was what she was doing. She stared at Glinda, heard her screaming. Telling that she was sorry, she had no idea why she was sorry. But then she talked to the man next to her. Her husband she assumed. She could hear the words of guilt, it brought tears to her eyes.
"Elphaba?" Fiyero made his way on the stairs. He stepped inside of the attack. Elphaba looked up from the see trough crystal ball, images were haunting it. "What are you watching? Is it that.."
"The question is not what.." Elphaba started to cry. "It's who.."
"Come on.." Fiyero took the crystal ball, he walked towards the window. Opening it, and throwing the ball down.
"Don't!" Elphaba screamed as the ball shattered hiding the roof. The crystal scattered around, and then it disappeared in thin air. Elphaba turned away, she slowly sat down on the cold wooden floor. She started to cry. Her tears were getting worst any second. Fiyero slowly put his hands to her knees. Staring at her half open eyes. He kissed her nose for a moment, and pulled her in his arms. He put his head on her hers, as she stroke her back with his left hand. He whispered words of comfort, as he rocked Elphaba back and forward. Elphaba clenched his red shirt, slowly pulling him closer.
"I know you miss her.." Fiyero whispered. "It's perfectly normal to miss her, you were great friends.."
"I do miss her.." Elphaba pulled him closer. "what I saw in the crystal ball was horrible Fiyero. She's feeling bad about my death, guilty. I can't have her feel like this. Everyone said she was okay, and I believed she was okay. It's my fault, I should be feeling guilty. I stole her away from you, I brought.."
"Fae, we have a perfect family.." Fiyero replied "If things wouldn't have gone this way, Glinda would have forgiven us. It's not like we ever dated, when I was dating her."
"Well, you kind of insinuated it.." Elphaba turned away. "Can't we just drop by.."
"And get caught.." Fiyero replied "You don't think they will see you at Glinda's place.."
"I could send a message to Glinda.." Elphaba replied "Asking her to come to Kiama Ko. There's no one there, I could tell her.."
"She would be to.." Fiyero replied "It's too dangerous, even after all this years. Do you want to bring our children in danger? If they know we're alive, there will not be a safe place in the whole country, and you know that Glinda won't be able to keep her mouth shut. Specially when she sees Melena, her god child. Do you think she'll be able to keep her proud nature to herself? And what will happen to Melena, she'll be the daughter of the wicked witch. We have to protect our family, and if Glinda needs to believe you're dead. Then so be it. We need to make sacrifices…"
"But Glinda.." Elphaba turned away. "she's my friend, can't I give her a sign."
"Calm down.." Fiyero pulled her closed to him. "Glinda will be fine, something trigged her. She'll get over this part of her life, we all do. And so will you, our kids need you. Fae, pull yourself together. Be strong, that's what you have to do as a parent. Right now, we can't take any risks. None of us can be seen, if we do. They will start the haunt again."
"What makes you say that?" Elphaba turned to him. "They might have.. changed.."
"The history books describe you as a green, cold hearted killer.." Fiyero replied "A woman that single handed killed 500 munchkins. And they don't talk about the rest, they say you're a monster.."
"Oh boy.." Elphaba rolled her eyes. "How can I kill 500 munchkins when the land hardly counts 300 munchkins. I think we should just take.."
"Don't you think I want to see my parents too?" Fiyero turned to her. "Don't you think I want to show them the wonder that is Melina.."
"Don't…" Elphaba turned away. "I know it's my fault.."
"Our daughter is beyond perfect, the color of her skin doesn't change that." Fiyero hugged her. "I was just saying, I want to show off our kids too. I want to see my mom smile as she sees Rain, Liir, Glinda Rose and Melina the first time. I want her to smile as she holds them. But it's way too dangerous.."
"Way too dangerous!" Elphaba yelled "I'm the wicked witch of the west!"
"No you're not.." He kissed her head.
"Let's go see them.." Elphaba replied "I'll get the kids, we can make a stop at Glinda's, I'm sure her and her hubby will be happy to see us.."
"And what if.." Fiyero stopped her. "Think off Melina,.."
"They're not looking for me.." Elphaba replied "It's not that, you're a ashamed of me. You think I'm, you have nice hair, blue sparkling.."
"You are gorgeous. Don't doubt that.." Fiyero replied "You're tragically beautiful. You are the love of my life, Fea. I would let them meet you, but that could mean you could die. So no, I don't take the risk. We both can't.."
"I'm sorry…" Elphaba put her head to his chest. "I love you…"
"I love you too Fea.." He smiled.
"Yero my hero!" She gave him a soft kiss.
Glinda turned in her bed as she felt images haunt her mind. Not just images she never seen, but things she had to. She turned in her bed, almost kicking her husband. But then she turned around, pulling herself apart from him. She shook a bit, as she stared at the mirror.
"Stop looking!" Glinda threw something to her reflection, as the mirror scattered and fell to the floor. She turned around to find cold wind punching her in the back.
"Gliiiiinnnddaaaaaa…" She turned around with fear. "Gliiiiinnnndddaaaa…"
"Who's there?" She turned towards the darkness surrounding her. "Who's there?"
One second she released that darkness was everywhere around her. She slowly pulled her arms closer to her body, while listening to the wind calling her name. She turned around to find a wheelchair riding right towards her. At the very last moment she managed to dodge it.
"Lampré?" She pulled her arms closer, even closer than she did before.
"Gliiiinndaaa.." The wind around her whispered. "Gliiindaaa…"
"Gaaaliiinddaaa.." She turned around to find no one there. She never used Galinda anymore. No one called her that, not even her boss.
"Get away!" Glinda took a broomstick and started to hit the air around her.
"That's not nice Glinda.." Nessa appeared out of the thin air around her. "Remember me!"
"Nessa, you frightened me. Nessa!" Glinda stepped back. "Where's Elphaba?"
"Elphaba.." Nessa stepped closer "Fabala, Fae, Elphie, you must know. You killed her.."
"I did not such thing.." Glinda paused "They killed her, they melted her."
"The worst thing is watch a crime.." Nessa got closer "And live your life as nothing happened. While Elphaba can't. You are the reason she's dead! You could have at least told everyone the truth.."
"She didn't want…" Glinda paused. "Riight.."
"You will pay for your.." Nessa came closer "For your…"
The cold air surrounded her as Nessa disappeared behind it. Slowly she turned around to find no one staring at her. The wind still whispered her name in a violent way. Almost screaming for her attention.
"Noooo!" She heard Elphaba's voice.
"Elphie…" Glinda yelled.
Glinda flew up in the bed. She stepped out of the bed, slowly walked towards the bathroom. She stared at the reflection in the mirror. She could see the sweat on her forehead.
"Stop looking at me!" Glinda smashed the mirror, the pieces fell to the floor. As she sank to her knees crying. She stared at the doorway.
"Lin!" Lampré ran in the room. He stared at the broken mirror and scooped his wife in his both arms. Carrying her to the bed, he slowly put her back on her side. After that he left the room, darkness surrounded her. And Glinda swore she could hear something whisper her name. She turned around, her sweat got to her.
"I've got some bandages.." Lampré sat down, and put them on her hands. Only now she felt the pain, she saw the blood. The scratches she had gotten. "Why did you smash the mirror?"
"I didn't like what I saw.." Glinda replied "I shouldn't…"
"You don't have any reason to feel guilty.." Lampré pointed to her head. "The guilt is all in your head. Elphaba wouldn't want this, she wanted you to be save. Whatever you do.. So.."
"I shouldn't have given her those shoes…" Glinda replied "But I was so mad at the time.."
"You didn't do anything wrong.." He took her in his arms. "You shouldn't keep hurting yourself over it.. Let it go Lin. Just let it go, this is not bringing her back!"
"Mommy!" Talésa launched herself in the bed, hugging Glinda close. She put her head on her daughters. Slowly she turned to her. "Is the wicked witch of the west really a bad little girl?"
"No.." Glinda kissed her hair. "She was my best friend, and I loved her.."
"So was Dorothy bad?" Talésa didn't look her.
"No honey.." Glinda kissed her hair again. "Madame Morrible was the bad person. You don't have to worry, she's in jail. She's never going to hurt you, or anyone.."
"Yeah.." Lampré hugged them.
"What did she look like?" Talésa turned to her. "The witch?"
"She had long black hair.." Glinda replied "She had dark brown eyes, she always wore clothes that weren't that amazing. But she was my friend, like I said, I loved her for who she was.."
"Is it normal?" Glinda asked after Talésa had fallen asleep. "That after all this years, I'm still feeling guilty over her dead. Is it normal that I can keep talking.."
"You love her.." Lampré replied "Being reminded of what you miss always hurts.."
"You make me look like a good person.." Glinda replied "Why do you always do that?"
"Because I see you for the incredible woman you are.." Lampré smiled "Flawed, but doing everything to rise above the mistakes you once made. That wouldn't make an excuse for herself. A woman that is grieving over the loss of her friend, after all this year's you've given yourself a change to grieve over her. Over the real person she was, not the fake.."
"I always believed maybe.." Glinda cried "I have this beautiful story about Elphie running around with all of these kids. With Fiyero. It makes me scared because of what could have been.."
"You think she's up to something.." Glinda turned to her husband.
"You are the ultimate source of good, you took her power away.." Lampré stared at her. "I know she has a plan. She always has a plan.."
"But she couldn't obtain magic with in the prison.." Glinda turned to her husband. "We completely drained her from it, and all the other prisoners for that matter. There's no way she could escape, and she's not so smart to do it in a non-magic way."
"I wouldn't underestimate her.." He turned to her. "She's evil.."
"Maybe I'll go see that.." Glinda turned to him. "Get her to eat, get her to tell me what her evil plan is."
"That would be playing in her cards.." Lampré turned to her. "Trust me, she disserves anything coming to her. Anything at all.."
"I didn't expect to see you here.." Madam Morrible stepped in the room. "Looks like I am doing well in captivity after all.."
"Madam Morrible, sit down.." Glinda stared at the seat over her. Madame Morrible's hands were tied together as she stared at Glinda. A smile appeared on her face.
"You've been seeing her.." Madame Morrible laughed "Haven't you?"
"If you're talking about.." Glinda turned her face. "You killed her, it's your fault she's death. You put up the entire witch hunt, so they could.."
"You do release you're the same force of good.." Madame Morrible turned to her. "If I recall, you gave me the idea to use her sister to capture her. Just because she stole your boyfriend.."
"I didn't say kill.." Glinda stood up. "I said use, I never intended. You can't.. You…"
"I made that cyclone, but I'm looked at as 'wicked'." Madame Morrible glared to the window. "While you saw no problem in going along with my plan, you were always weak and.."
"Well, you still killed her.." Glinda pointed to Madame Morrible. "It's all your fault!"
"Getting rid of the feeling of guilt.." Madame Morrible smiled for the first time in the conversation. It wasn't a happy smile, it was an evil genius smile. I made you in to 'Glinda the good', because I wanted to. I can just as easily take it away. You were good because you had no backbone.."
"That's not true.." Glinda had tears in her eyes.
"You sacrificed your only true friend for a shot as popularity.." Madame Morrible smiled "You could have gotten out of that closet, you could have stopped Dorothy melting her. Yet you stayed there, watching how they killed your only friend. Because.."
"She told me too!" Glinda yelled "She would have stopped me.."
"Keep telling yourself that.." Madame Morrible hang closer to her. She slowly reached for Glinda's hand with her tied one. Her cold hands touched the small scar that was left on her hand. Slowly she stared at Glinda. "You and I aren't so different, we both are evil. The only difference is I'm aware of it. Are you?"
"I am not wicked!" Glinda jumped up pushing the table away. The table crashed with Madam Morrible, as the crash released her hands. "You're the one that's wicked.."
"You think.." Madame Morrible stepped towards her. She put her hands around Glinda's neck. Slowly picking the little woman up. "You are the one to blame for Elphaba's death.."
"Guards!" Glinda yelled
"Guards!" Madame Morrible rolled her eyes. "You think they'll always be on your side, like the people love you for who you are. The people don't love you for who you are Glinda, they love you for what I made you. And I can just as easily take it away.."
"I am what I am.." Glinda noticed how she used her other hand to grab some of Glinda's hair. "I am a good person, and you won't be able to take that away from me.."
"Watch me.." The guards grabbed her as they turned to Glinda who just crashed to the floor.
"Are you okay?"
"Glinda, mark my words.." they turned Madame Morrible to Glinda. "I will take away everything I made you. I will destroy your life, you won't see me coming. No one will.."
"You can't get out of here.." Glinda turned around smiling. "To escape you have to mountain magic. As you released we completely drained you, without magic you are a poor slack. Just like the wizard. And you won't be able to mountain it in here? You're not that smart.."
"You're underestimating me Glinda.." Madame Morrible smiled again. "Mark my words, I will ruin you! I will take away what you love the most. I will kill your daughters, Elphaba and Talesa isn't it.."
"It's Talésa.." Glinda turned towards her. "I never told you I had kids.."
"I am Madame Morrible.." she smiled "I know everything.."
"You won't see it coming Glinda.." Madame Morrible's voice became louder as they brought her away. "I will haunt you and your kids nightmares. Mark my words I will make you.."
"Don't worry, she's always talking like that.." the guard turned to her. "She's convinced she'll be able to leave this jail. The truth is, she will never leave.."
"I want you to keep an eye on her.." Glinda replied "Any suspicious behavior needs to be reported to me. Immediately! If she just moves one muscles…"
"She's not a treat.." . the guard turned to her. "That's the scariest that she gets.."
"Remember Dorothy.." Glinda turned to her. "She made that cyclone appear, she aimed it on Nessarose, dropped a house on the poor woman and brought Dorothy here to kill Elphaba. This is not the scariest thing she does. She had the wizard under her thumb for all this years, we don't want to give this woman more opportunities.."
"okay, miss Glinda.." he laughed "Why don't we just melt her?"
"Do you think that is funny?" Glinda turned to him. "You think.."
"I say, it worked on the wicked witch of the west.." he turned to Glinda. "Might just work on this one."
"You shouldn't say that.." Glinda replied "One wouldn't want Madame Morrible to get out.."
"Right.."
"Is she dressed in pink again?" Fiyero stepped towards Elphaba. "Why are you making her in to this.."
"I'm not making her in to anything she isn't.. " Elphaba turned away. "It's just a dress Fiyero. It's a simple dress, nothing more nothing less.."
"I think it's more than a dress to you.." Fiyero smiled "It seems that you.."
"I miss her.." Elphaba turned to her. "You don't understand Fiyero, I'm lying to my best friend. I am lying to Glinda who's still feel bad about my death, while I am still alive.."
"We can't go to her.." Fiyero smiled "We have each other.."
"I have my beautiful Glinda Rose.." Elphaba hugged her daughter Melena closer to her chest. She slowly picked her up and placed her on the bed.
"Booh!" The little girl said as she once again tried to hide under the covers.
"Where's Melena?" Elphaba turned towards Fiyero, staring under the bed. "Is she under the bed?"
"Booh!" Melena jumped towards Elphaba. She slowly put her tiny arms around her mother's neck. Pulling herself on her mother's lap. She slowly gave her a kiss on her cheek.
"I love you too, Lemon drop.." Elphaba kissed her forehead.
"Come to daddy.." Fiyero reached his arms towards her, as Melena clenched closer to her mother.
"Who wants to play fly the witch.." Fiyero smiled as he picked up Melena. "Defffyinng Gravity.."
"Haha, funny.." Elphaba replied "How do you think is Glinda doing? I have a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, something.."
"You get those every day.." Fiyero smiled "I say, ignore them.."
"Well, it almost feels, like I'm not supposed to." Elphaba turned to Fiyero. "I think something bad might happen to Glinda. I can't.."
"You don't know that.." Fiyero replied "Okay, maybe it's you that goes wrong in Glinda's life. Maybe you decide to do something stupid, and you end up dying. Maybe that's the bad feeling you've been having, your gut warning you to do nothing stupid.."
"But Fiyero.." Elphaba turned to him. "I feel doing nothing is an idiotic thing to do. I know that something bad is going to happen. I can't.."
"Nothing bad will happen.." Fiyero turned to her. "What do you expect? Madame Morrible escapes from prison, and makes her look bad. Then they will try to execute her for some crime she hasn't committed."
"Do you think that could happen Fiyero?" Elphaba stood up. "I have to take.."
"It was ironic.." Fiyero turned away, holding his daughter closer. "Okay, ironic might not be the right word. It just, Fea, this is never going to happen. If it did, we would find out in time.."
"They could have gotten rid of her head already.." Elphaba replied "Madame Horrible could be planning this. I need to.."
"Fae, I can't believe I just said.." Fiyero replied "I just tried to explain that something like that would never happen. Look at it this way, magic in drained from you when you enter jail."
"She could get it back easily.." Elphaba replied "I could, if I were stuck in prison I would kill a couple of guards. It's not all that hard.."
"You forget that they never come in direct contact with the guards.." Fiyero smiled "Magic protects them from the prisoners. If it didn't, the prisoners would be escaping every day."
"Well, she could in a certain way use that.." Elphaba replied "I could think off 25 different ways to escape from jail. That is if I were you, I could come up with more as me.."
"She's not that smart.." Fiyero replied "Why would she need help to read that devilish book of her? She needed her help to do that. A smart woman wouldn't need that.."
"Fiyero.." Elphaba turned to him with a smile. "You do know the definition of smart isn't knowing everything. She's so sly. She's a manipulator. Trust me, if anyone could escape it's her. She makes people do things they don't want to do, look at Glinda.."
"You have great faith in Glinda.." Fiyero turned to her. "One might think that she was just a coward.."
"A coward?" Elphaba turned to him raising her eyebrows. "And joining the Gale force was what the bravest thing to do? Not talking to Glinda about.."
"I never said I was a hero.." Fiyero smiled "But I would like to say that I did join the Gale force to find you. That gives me an excuse.."
"Right, Fiyero.." Elphaba smiled
"I'm just saying: Fae, you must not worry.." Fiyero handed the baby to her. "All you have to worry about is the animals, our family and being happy. Glinda will get over this. You miss her, but that feeling will stop. I swear it will.."
"How can it?" Elphaba kissed Melena on her cheek. "How can we tell our kids that it's important to never lie, while we keep the biggest lie for one of our best friends.."
"There are reasons it's okay to lie.." Fiyero turned away.
"Are you going to say that to our kids?" Elphaba replied "Cause everyone can add reasons to that list.."
"You know they would kill you, our family.." Fiyero replied "You know they would.."
"Maybe they are really okay.." Elphaba replied "Maybe I should try protecting.."
"Are you crazy?" Lampré stepped towards her wife that was entering the room. She looked scared, and he could see that she went to jail. "Why did you need to visit her?"
"Okay, I was just trying to find out.." Glinda replied "I don't know.."
"You were thinking she would tell her evil plans.." Lampré rolled his eyes. "You know she wouldn't tell you what she was going to do. Who would.."
"Well, she just talked nonsense, she was talking about how she turned me in to Glinda the good.." Glinda replied "How we were the same.."
"She's just trying to make you feel bad.." Lampré hugged her. "She has nothing better to do.."
"Well, that's true.." Glinda admitted. "But somehow I get how she would get to me. I slammed a table in to her. I was so mad, and then she attacked me.."
"Attacked you?" Lampré turned "She didn't do anything right?"
"Fine, the guards got there in time.." Glinda replied "I am fine, she kept threatening me. How she was going to take away .. I wish I could just kill her and get.."
"Glinda.." Lampré turned to her.
"She killed my best friend.." Glinda replied "And I want her to suffer the same Elphie did, some should melt her publicly. Torture even, I would love to see her suffer. For the pain she caused anyone. She told the gale force to do the crimes from her name.."
"See!" Lampré spoke. "You should be careful about her, don't go see her again. She could get you to do things you don't want to do."
"Look.."
"Miss Glinda.." a guard stared trough the bars, the only thing he saw was Glinda lying on the floor. Bleeding. Right behind that he could see Madame Morrible with a knife. "Glinda, guards! Miss Upland got attacked.."
"She went home.." another guard whispered as the others walked towards the prison. Slowly opened the door. They could see how Madam Morrible looked almost hypnotized.
"Help me.." Glinda whispered with her last power. "Help me.."
The man got closer as..
"Aah!" Elphaba got up.
"What's wrong my darling Fea?" Fiyero got up as he hugged her closer. "There's nothing to worry about, there's nothing to.."
"They killed Glinda.." Elphaba cried "They hurt her, I'm sure.."
"It's a dream.." Fiyero kissed her forehead. "You have been talking about how Glinda is in danger, your unconscious mind is so convinced they're going to kill her. It tells you what it wants you to tell. Nothing is going on, my sweet Fea."
"What if it.." Elphaba turned away. "What if.."
"Fea.." He kissed her . He pulled her next to him. "There's nothing to worry about Fea.."
"Why did you decide to wake us up at this unholy hour?" Glinda got out of the bed "What?"
"Miss Upland, something happened at the prison.." the guard turned to her. "15 guards were murdered. 15 guars close to the prison of Madame Morrible.."
"What?" Glinda felt how Lampré pulled her closer." Let me guess, the bitch escaped."
"Actually no.." the guard turned to her "She was stabbed 4 times, by this.."
The guard handed her a small silver knife covered in blood. There were two small letters : GU written in the knife. Glinda turned red.
"She must have taken this.." Glinda replied "I always carry this with me.."
"But they took it when you visited her.." the guard replied "Guards say, they saw you. They saw you hovering over the body, they say you killing them. They saw you, saying something about the wicked witch of the west.."
"What?" Glinda stepped closer. "I was here the whole time, I couldn't have.."
"Yet, we interviewed all of the guards.." the guard stared at her. "They all saw the same, you tricked them in to thinking you were hurt. Then you killed 15 of them and you tried to kill Madame Morrible. She says you threatened her. That you and her, did you get too much of having her.."
"If I wanted to go unnoticed, why didn't I just kill her?" Glinda replied "Why would I kill 15 guards.."
"The evidence is piling up against you, miss Glinda.." the guards turned to her. "However we can keep this incident a secret, one wouldn't want panic in oz.."
"She didn't do it.." Lampré reacted
"Off course you side with her.." The guard smiled "She's your wife, and your kind would go back to less rights if she dies. You wouldn't want that.."
"Stop making a scene.." Glinda replied "I don't want.."
"I subject you find the wicked person that tries to be my Lin.." Lampré turned to him. "We have suspicion to believe that the wicked witch of the west is back. Glinda found out she didn't die, she used some kind of mind control spell. So the one you need to find is her. Glinda saw her minutes before her so called dead, she told her she would get back at her even if it's the last thing she would do. It's a smart idea to make Glinda look guilty of a crime she didn't commit.."
"Is this true, miss Upland?" Glinda turned to her husband who was telling her to say yes. Glinda turned around, she slowly walked to the other side of the room. Thinking about what she would be doing if she said yes. She would make Elphaba a dead girl that was still prosecuted for something she didn't do. If she said yes, she would give in to something. Not popularity, but protecting her family. God knows what they could do to her, if she said no. Murder was something not take lightly in Oz, and surely they would find a story why she died. The guards always found a great story to make the people satisfied. If she said no, she would kill her entire family. What was the most important now: a dead friend or her family that was till alive. Yet her mind screamed not to say yes. To spare that one thing she had off her friend. The fact that she never really blamed anything after she disappeared. That she wouldn't use her friend as a cover.
"Yes.." Her lips said as Glinda fell down. "It was her. The wicked witch of the west, I saw her in the carriage on my way back. She told me she was going to kill Madame Morrible, but she.."
"Glinda, it's okay.." Lampré took her hand.
"She told me she would make me suffer for what I did.." Glinda replied "You see it was my idea to kill her sister. She blames me and Madame Morrible, she wants to get even with Oz."
"And Fiyero?" the guard turned to her. "That winki prince of her, is he involved?"
"That's the reason she wants to get back at all of us.." Lampré stood up. "She wants us to pay for the dead of Fiyero Tigular. We can't let this get out.."
"We will place a search.." the guard replied "I should have known, it's a typical thing. One thing, why did she wait all of this years? More then.."
"Because.." Glinda paused "It wasn't until now that she has her heir, a green child. A green girl, a baby.."
"What about it.." the guard turned to her. "What?"
"It will.." Lampré paused "If you don't kill the child, it will destroy the land we all learned to love. She's planning on raising her just right. Her name is.."
"Melena.." Glinda paused turning to Lampré.
"We need extra security.." Lampré said. "There are chances that she might be coming back, disguised as Madame Morrible. Ask them anything. You will know when they belong here.."
Everything became still. As Glinda sat down crying. Her tears were tears of pain, guilt and anger. Anger with herself that she had taken it that far. Lies that would safe her. Lies that made her friends legacy darker than it already was. Images of the wicked witch of the west would go around the country. Images of her killing someone. All those images that made her look bad. Her guilt..
"Why did you make me do that?" Glinda cried "You knew how I was feeling about my.."
"I had no choice.." Lampré stepped towards her. "If they didn't believe this, I needed to tell the lie. Your friend is dead, it doesn't matter."
"So if someone destroys your memorial.." Glinda turned to him. "You spit on her memory, you made her in to a bad guy."
"No Oz did!" Lampré replied "I just used it to save our family. You don't know what they would do, they could have killed us and blamed it on some new evil guy. I did what I had to do.."
"Yeah.." Glinda turned to him. "But at what prize.."
"Who would do such thing?" Lampré turned to her. "Everyone loves you.."
"Madame Morrible.." Glinda replied
"It couldn't have been Madame Morrible.." Lampré replied "She was attacked herself, maybe one of the guards. Maybe they made it up, maybe they wanted to kill her."
"The thing is.." Glinda sat down. "Why me?"
"I'm just glad Madame Morrible is still in jail.." Glinda sat down.
Madame Morrible smiled as she stared through the window. She turned around to watch the guards walk around the castle. Once again she returned to the couple in front of her.
"I will destroy you.." She whispered
