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They lied, you know. When they said that dying was easy, I mean. It is far from easy. There is no warm bright light with some long lost loved one welcoming you with open arms. In death there is no calmness, no fast acceptance. When you are faced with death there is nothing to think about but what exactly is killing you.

Water. Water pouring through every crack around you. Blind panic as you struggle to keep your head above it to breathe. Paralysing terror as it engulfs you and begins to pour relentlessly into your lungs.

Magic refuses to help you blast your way out of the situation. All you can think about is yourself. It's probably the most selfish you will ever be.

Then, in the final moment before you succumb to your fate and allow your senses to close down, you see one flash of faces that you know, people that you love.

And you know you will never see them again. One moment of pain and then you feel no more. You are gone, and no-one can bring you back.

Glinda watched as the car hit the water, a splash several meters high going up around it.

"Elphie!" she cried, clamping both hands over her mouth in horror. Meir looked at her in genuine confusion.

"Why on earth would you think Elphaba is in there? It's just some car rolled off the road. Don't be stup-"

"Don't you dare call me stupid! Elphaba Thropp is my very best friend and I can feel with every single particle that I'm made of that she's in trouble and she's in that car. Oh! What do you bet it was her father? I need to help her, Meir! She's so scare of water, she…" Glinda could not finish her sentence before she began to run flat out own the hill.

Her jeans snagged on nettles and she felt her face begin to flush, but even if she had wanted to nothing could have stopped her running. She had no plan, of course. No way to help her friend, if she was indeed in the car. All the girl knew was that she had to at least get there, no matter what. Without hesitation Glinda dove head first into the warm water, barely pausing to reflect on the happy memories that came attached to it. She took a deep breath and plunge her head under the water and spied the car quite a little way away.

Too far away.

Frex strolled down the road towards Shiz, swinging his arms and whistling a little ditty from a television advertisement. She was gone for good this time, praise the Unnamed God! He could go and collect his little Nessie an Shell an return to their normal lives where no disgusting green aberration could torment them.

Just for fun he began to skip, letting a content smile cross his face. That was the nice thing about country roads, one could be as silly as one liked and not a soul could see it to think less of you.

"Oh my God," Fiyero muttered as he turned the corner on the road to see Frex come skipping out of the trees looking like an utter raving lunatic. The muscles in his heart contracted painfully at the sight, and he knew something had happened. Without pausing, he revved the engine and drove straight at the Munchkin man, slamming into him with such force that he flew several feet in the air before landing a short distance away, still smiling.

No, laughing. The Vinkun's blood boiled at the little man lay there on his back, cackling. Clambering out of the car and towards Frex, Fiyero began screaming profanities and queries about Elphaba.

"You don't have to worry about her contaminating your bed or your mind anymore, son. The green freak is bye-bye in the water just down there. I put her in the car and pushed it own the hill." Frex's eyes rolled.

"You what?"

"Clever of me, wasn't it? The last time I didn't want her death enough, which is why she survived. But this time I know the water will melt her out of existence and no-one will ever know or care what happened to her. She will melt out of everyone's memories and the world will be normal again! She won't be there reminding me of Melena."

"You vile-"

"She looked so like my Melena… Her face… The way her hair fell… But now she is gone. An now Melena can rest in peace. Melena lived on in her and now she can have a restful sleep until I see her again!" Frex smiled again, but gently this time. Fiyero, quiet for a moment, looked down at the man who had become deranged and wicked with grief. Someone who had once, apparently, been a good, upstanding man.

His past no longer mattered. Fiyero, his blood boiling, picked up his mobile phone and rang an ambulance and the police. He couldn't let the man die before justice was served. With one last look of disgust, the boy turned an fled down the hill opposite, his heart racing in his ears.

Elphaba could be dead by now. All he could do was pray that was not the case, and that he was not too late.

From the hilltop Meir saw the unmistakable figure of Fiyero bolting down the hill and dive-bombing into the water only a few moments after Glinda. He could see their lithe forms snaking through the water towards the dark block that was the car. The Gillikenese man knew that his help would not be required. The funny little green girl had two people who loved her intensely fighting for her life. They wouldn't let her down. They wouldn't let her die.

Once one dies there is some calm. The moments before and during death are the painful ones. Afterwards is quiet. Beautifully so. Like the library on a Summer's day while the rest of the students are outside. Like a walk to work early on a Winter's morning before anyone has braved leaving the warmth of indoors. Like lying next to the one you love while they sleep.

You are no longer aware of the pain you felt moments ago, both physical and emotional. You no longer feel fear. You feel light as air, fluid as water. You wonder why you feared the water for so long, it is such a lovely thing to be. The poor water didn't want to drown you. You gave it no choice. Water is beautiful.

You realise you don't really mind that you have died. It suits you much better this way, oh so delightfully quiet. No-one to laugh at you. No-one to hate you. No green. No hate. You no longer exist, and you are at peace.

And no-one can bring you back.

Got a little tear writing that. Only a few chapters left. Hope you enjoyed.