Here I am, back with the fourth chapter. Disclaimer is still there, sadly. Thanks for reviews, FaeTheDevoutScholar, splattermusic, Chocahollics, SmileYou'reWICKED, xFroggyFernyCabbagex, Queen of the Elementals 09 (No, it's not too late- I'll even throw in a virtual "For Good" top), Saz and Hercules3000. Oh, and just so you know, this will not take anything from the books, since I haven't read them.
By the way, I know green skin isn't a race. I'm just referring to the fact that Dorothy makes assumptions going by Elphaba's skin.
ELPHABA'S POV
It's so strange. The little girl who came to Oz years ago couldn't be more different from the young woman before me now. She seems to actually have a conscience now. I wouldn't have expected the young Dorothy to apologize properly for killing me. The Dorothy I first met said "I didn't mean to kill her" and that was it. It seems like Dot is a different person altogether-yet, I can sense traces of the little girl she was in her.
She kept trying to smile after she introduced herself properly. I couldn't bring myself to smile back at her, even though she was trying so hard. She brings back so many of my memories, most notably saying goodbye to Glinda for the last time. Just as I told Dot, it wasn't safe for Glinda to know I was alive.
"So..." said the young woman across from me. There was a pause before she giggled. "Awkward."
I nodded. We didn't have much to say to each other. She didn't have much to say, and I sure as hell wasn't saying anything either. I mean, what would I say? "Oh, my life has been just wonderful, hiding out with my partner, pretending I'm not even alive. Plus I miss Glinda and Animals all over Oz still have no speech." Yeah, right! At least no other Animals are losing speech. Ever since Glinda took over from the Wizard and had Morrible thrown into jail, she's made sure Animals are treated the way they should be.
"You know, I apologized to your sister for killing her too." I broke out of my thoughts as Dot spoke. "I went to the place where she died." she explained, "And I apologized the same way I did for you. I also apologized for taking her shoes."
That gave me a little shock, but it also made me smile a little. "If she was alive, I'm sure she would've appreciated it, her being who she was."
"Can I ask..." Dot said shyly, "Who was she?"
She was giving me more surprises by the second. But I answered. "My little sister wasn't exactly wicked. Her name was Nessarose, and before her life ended, she was the Governor of Munchkinland. She was driven to doing some wicked things by her fear of being alone and her love for a munchkin called Boq, who only had love for Glinda."
DOT'S POV
My head spun. For one thing, I'd never assumed the two wicked witches from Oz had names. I thought Elphaba's name fitted her. It was unusual and wild, to say the least. I wondered if Nessarose had fitted her name as well. It gave me the adjectives "pretty" and "dainty"-possibly "fragile". I sighed. "Sorry, again."
Elphaba gave a nod, but her face was unreadable. "Do you mind if I leave you here for the night?" she asked in a surprisingly gentle tone. "Like I said, I'm not letting you leave."
While I didn't fear death here, I was still pretty scared of the green-skinned woman, so I said "Yes."
Elphaba left the room, tossing a "See you tomorrow" over her shoulder as she closed and locked the door, leaving me.
I admit, I cried a little after she left. This wasn't supposed to happen. After thirteen years, I get locked up in the same place, possibly never to leave. The only difference was the motive. Last time it was sentimentality and revenge, this time it was want for secrecy.
I decided I better get some sleep if I wanted to be able to face the morning, but it took a long time. When I eventually drifted off, I had nightmares of my childhood in this room.
I half-knew I was dreaming, saying to myself I can control this if I concentrate, I can control it. And eventually I was able to get out of the fear, and though I still dreamed of Oz, I was reliving my meeting with my friends, and being greeted by Glinda.
Then my dream changed aruptly. Now I seemed to be watching a real-life musical where two teenage girls were. One was sitting on a bed, while the other was singing a peppy song. I couldn't make out the words, my dream being fuzzy, but I could see she was wearing pink, and the other girl wore black.
The rest of my dreams were just flashes of images, but they all seemed to include the teenage girls, sitting in class, wandering around a familiar city, doing strange dance moves at a club...all the time, music was playing, usually upbeat. I didn't get what had put these two into my head.
Finally, just as the girls walked away from each other, one of them turned to look in my directon, the black-dressed one. For a moment, she smiled bitterly, and then gave me a look of disappointment. "You don't know what's happening?" she said. "You'll soon work it out." Suddenly, the dream zeroed in on one thing that hadn't captured my notice before. The girl had green skin.
After that, I slipped into dreamlessness.
ELPHABA'S POV
I knew she'd have nightmares. But I didn't want to risk her getting out of the castle. Tomorrow I'd explain everything to her-well, not everything. I'm going to leave Glinda out of this as much as I can, but it might not be possible to leave her out altogether. Dot deserves to know why she's staying here, if nothing else. She also deserves to know more about what happened behind the scenes when she first came to Oz, why I'm so mad at her. I have better control on my anger than I did the first time we met, but that doesn't mean I'm not still mad at her. Although, I'd have to try to remember that she was a clueless child then.
Tomorrow, the truth will come out.
Next chapter: Elphaba tells Dot about what really happened. Possibly some more characters make their appearance. Stay tuned!
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