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Chapter 6
Glinda arrived back at Elphaba's castle just as the sun was setting. She had the book clutched in her arm; she still hadn't dusted it so she was covered in the grey sediment. A little annoyed by this, she put the book down to dust herself off, looking out over the cliff. She could see someone running over the hill, hiding behind the trees. She couldn't tell who, or what for that matter, as it was dark and she could just see an outline. She didn't think much of it and so she entered the dark and musty castle.
She reached the door she and Elphaba had talked at and rapped lightly on its wooden panels. The door squeaked open a crack and Glinda could see Elphaba's green fingers curled around it. "Elphie, I have-." She was yanked into the room before she could finish.
"Who did you tell?" Elphaba asked, a little out of breath.
"Tell what?" Glinda nervously asked.
"About me still being alive."
"Nnnobody."
"Then why was somebody following you?"
"Must've been a fan. Ha-ha, you can't always keep them away." Glinda answered, a bit unsure of what Elphaba would do if she found out the truth.
Elphaba looked hard at her and smirked. "Alright." She motioned for Glinda to follow her.
"Where's Fiyero?"
"In his room. I tried to put another spell on him to stop the pain, but I think I made things worse. He's been asleep for two days now."
"Is that a bad thing? It's not like a man of straw needs to eat or relieve himself or anything."
Elphaba scowled at Glinda. "It is bad. Everything good I try to do backfires. It wouldn't surprise me if this was one of those occasions. Let me have the book." Glinda handed her the large book and Elphaba began flipping through the pages. "Here's one," she began, "Mirrah Tsi Fenga Tu Dasta Dasta Mirrah!"
"Elphie, if everything you do backfires, then what makes you think you're helping him by saying that spell?" Glinda wondered.
"I have to try something." There was a crash in the main hall and Elphaba ran to the door. "Fiyero?" She dropped the book and began running down the stairs to the entryway only to find the boy who had been following Glinda. Elphaba gasped. The boy stared at her with extremely wide eyes, and screamed. Glinda had followed behind Elphaba and ran across the hall to quiet the boy. "You did! You told someone! Glinda I could kill you!"
"Not if I try to kill you first!" shouted the boy.
"Stay out of this, boy!" Elphaba retorted. "I trusted you. You're putting mine and Fiyero's life in danger!"
"Elphie it was an accident! Believe me, I'd rather die now by putting you in danger than have never even known you were truly alive!" Glinda screamed, tears starting to form in her eyes. "I love you, Elphie. I never dreamed of putting you in danger!"
By this time the boy had inched his way out of the witches' view and up the stairs. He saw the open door which led to the room Elphaba had been in and found the Grimmerie lying on the ground, open to a page with odd pictures about torture and death. He cleared his throat and stated, "If this is what I must do to kill you, then I will." He put his finger down on the page and began reciting the page, "Fitti Sentam Qust Mi Tah Sum Nah Tum Eleka Puoi!"
There was a shrill sound of pain from upstairs and Glinda and Elphaba raced back upstairs. Elphaba flung open Fiyero's bedroom door to find only a pile of straw. "Fiyero?" She fell to the floor, picking up the pieces of straw and cradling it in her arms. She fell apart, almost wishing she were made of straw so she could fall apart the same way Fiyero did. The boy now stood at the door looking in. Elphaba turned, sobbing. "You did this!" she screamed, and lunged at the boy.
Glinda moved in the way, "Elphaba he's just a boy!"
"A boy who killed the man I loved!"
The boy turned and ran; down the stairs and straight out the castle doors.
"He's going back to the Emerald City; Elphaba they're gonna come after you!"
"Let them come! I'd rather be dead then have to live this horrible life!" she said, losing her strength.
"You don't mean that." Glinda said, kneeling next to her friend and giving her a comforting hug.
"But I do. Fiyero was all I had left and now he's gone. I don't know what to do anymore."
"Run away." Glinda suggested.
"What? What good will that do? I'll still be lonely."
"Then I'll come with you."
"You couldn't possibly. You can't leave the citizens of Oz. They need you."
"No they don't." Glinda stood up and left the room. Elphaba sat alone for a good five minutes. Glinda came back and had the broom in her hands. "Elphaba, get on."
"What?"
"Come with me. Think of what we could do...together. Together, why, we're unlimited!"
"Where will we go?"
"Far away. Where nobody can ever find us."
Elphaba looked at her friend. For a long time, she had wanted to work side by side with her. And now she had the chance. She scooped up a few pieces of the remains of Fiyero and put them in her pocket. She looked at Glinda and for the first time, smiled a good smile.
THE END!
Author's note: I haven't quite decided if I like this ending or not, so don't be surprised if you see a new ending soon. Unless you like the ending, then please post and tell me exactly what you think. Should I have the citizens come and tear down the castle walls, looking for Elphaba? Should I have Elphaba actually die? You decide unless you like it how it is. I know it's a tough decision especially when you don't know whether or not the protagonist should die. Just review and tell me what you think!
Chapter 6
Glinda arrived back at Elphaba's castle just as the sun was setting. She had the book clutched in her arm; she still hadn't dusted it so she was covered in the grey sediment. A little annoyed by this, she put the book down to dust herself off, looking out over the cliff. She could see someone running over the hill, hiding behind the trees. She couldn't tell who, or what for that matter, as it was dark and she could just see an outline. She didn't think much of it and so she entered the dark and musty castle.
She reached the door she and Elphaba had talked at and rapped lightly on its wooden panels. The door squeaked open a crack and Glinda could see Elphaba's green fingers curled around it. "Elphie, I have-." She was yanked into the room before she could finish.
"Who did you tell?" Elphaba asked, a little out of breath.
"Tell what?" Glinda nervously asked.
"About me still being alive."
"Nnnobody."
"Then why was somebody following you?"
"Must've been a fan. Ha-ha, you can't always keep them away." Glinda answered, a bit unsure of what Elphaba would do if she found out the truth.
Elphaba looked hard at her and smirked. "Alright." She motioned for Glinda to follow her.
"Where's Fiyero?"
"In his room. I tried to put another spell on him to stop the pain, but I think I made things worse. He's been asleep for two days now."
"Is that a bad thing? It's not like a man of straw needs to eat or relieve himself or anything."
Elphaba scowled at Glinda. "It is bad. Everything good I try to do backfires. It wouldn't surprise me if this was one of those occasions. Let me have the book." Glinda handed her the large book and Elphaba began flipping through the pages. "Here's one," she began, "Mirrah Tsi Fenga Tu Dasta Dasta Mirrah!"
"Elphie, if everything you do backfires, then what makes you think you're helping him by saying that spell?" Glinda wondered.
"I have to try something." There was a crash in the main hall and Elphaba ran to the door. "Fiyero?" She dropped the book and began running down the stairs to the entryway only to find the boy who had been following Glinda. Elphaba gasped. The boy stared at her with extremely wide eyes, and screamed. Glinda had followed behind Elphaba and ran across the hall to quiet the boy. "You did! You told someone! Glinda I could kill you!"
"Not if I try to kill you first!" shouted the boy.
"Stay out of this, boy!" Elphaba retorted. "I trusted you. You're putting mine and Fiyero's life in danger!"
"Elphie it was an accident! Believe me, I'd rather die now by putting you in danger than have never even known you were truly alive!" Glinda screamed, tears starting to form in her eyes. "I love you, Elphie. I never dreamed of putting you in danger!"
By this time the boy had inched his way out of the witches' view and up the stairs. He saw the open door which led to the room Elphaba had been in and found the Grimmerie lying on the ground, open to a page with odd pictures about torture and death. He cleared his throat and stated, "If this is what I must do to kill you, then I will." He put his finger down on the page and began reciting the page, "Fitti Sentam Qust Mi Tah Sum Nah Tum Eleka Puoi!"
There was a shrill sound of pain from upstairs and Glinda and Elphaba raced back upstairs. Elphaba flung open Fiyero's bedroom door to find only a pile of straw. "Fiyero?" She fell to the floor, picking up the pieces of straw and cradling it in her arms. She fell apart, almost wishing she were made of straw so she could fall apart the same way Fiyero did. The boy now stood at the door looking in. Elphaba turned, sobbing. "You did this!" she screamed, and lunged at the boy.
Glinda moved in the way, "Elphaba he's just a boy!"
"A boy who killed the man I loved!"
The boy turned and ran; down the stairs and straight out the castle doors.
"He's going back to the Emerald City; Elphaba they're gonna come after you!"
"Let them come! I'd rather be dead then have to live this horrible life!" she said, losing her strength.
"You don't mean that." Glinda said, kneeling next to her friend and giving her a comforting hug.
"But I do. Fiyero was all I had left and now he's gone. I don't know what to do anymore."
"Run away." Glinda suggested.
"What? What good will that do? I'll still be lonely."
"Then I'll come with you."
"You couldn't possibly. You can't leave the citizens of Oz. They need you."
"No they don't." Glinda stood up and left the room. Elphaba sat alone for a good five minutes. Glinda came back and had the broom in her hands. "Elphaba, get on."
"What?"
"Come with me. Think of what we could do...together. Together, why, we're unlimited!"
"Where will we go?"
"Far away. Where nobody can ever find us."
Elphaba looked at her friend. For a long time, she had wanted to work side by side with her. And now she had the chance. She scooped up a few pieces of the remains of Fiyero and put them in her pocket. She looked at Glinda and for the first time, smiled a good smile.
THE END!
Author's note: I haven't quite decided if I like this ending or not, so don't be surprised if you see a new ending soon. Unless you like the ending, then please post and tell me exactly what you think. Should I have the citizens come and tear down the castle walls, looking for Elphaba? Should I have Elphaba actually die? You decide unless you like it how it is. I know it's a tough decision especially when you don't know whether or not the protagonist should die. Just review and tell me what you think!