Chapter 6: A Spell Gone Wrong Frexspar came back to shiz that Wednesday to tell Fiyera and the rest that the voting of the bill (still saying it was for a portal tax) had been put on hyatis for now. "Well," Dexson said as he and Fiyera sat on the dock, wading their feet in the water, "At least that will give Nominlind time to stop them"

"Yeah and Oz time to think of something more terrible!" Fiyera answered, bitterly.

"Man, you are really one of those glass half empty kind of girls, aren't you?" he answered. Fiyera responded by kicking some water on him.

That Friday was yet another sorcery class. The student witches were learning about the powers of dreams and the spells that can be created with them. Today, they were learning a particularly easy spell called The Guardian Spell.

"A spell that allows the victim to see where the caster is and what predicament he or she is in."

To practice the charm, Proffesor Tippermen asked two volunteers. Naturally, Elphaba and her minions raised their hands, even Zulu, though his facial expression didn't look too sincere.

Proffesor Tippermen chose Depik as the victim and Elphaba as the caster.

"Now," Proffesor Tippermen said, handing Elphaba a training wand, "Depik will lie down on the cot I brought in and rest her eyes. The more deeply the person is asleep, the eaiser it is to cast the spell. However, it shouldn't be too difficult this way. As long as the victim is not fully concious, then it should work fine. Now, Elphaba, you may begin as soon as your are both ready."

Depik was lying comfortably on her back and closed her eyes. Elphaba stood up straight, cleared her throat, gripped the wand tightly, and began to perform the spell.

"Dream of me," she chanted softly, waving the wand around Depik's head. She did this over and over for about 10 minutes.

"It's not working!" Depik said, opening one eye for a moment to see above her.

Elphaba continued chanting, her voice growing steadily louder and impatient. Still, no signs that the spell was even remotely working.

"Why won't this stupid spell work!" Elphaba cried, waving her wand frantically "Dream of me! Dream of me!"

With all her might, Elphaba thrusted her wand down. A flash of red and blue light flew straight out of the wand and hit Fiyera in the neck.

The power of the spell was so forceful, Fiyera was thrusted out of her seat and flat on her back on the floor. She was unconcious. The next thing she could remember was awaking with everyone standing over her.

"Fiyera, are you alright?" Zulu asked.

Fiyera didn't reply. She didn't know she could. She felt as cold as ice, her whole body soaked with cold sweat, her head so dizzy she couldn't think straight, her ears throbbed painfully in her skull, she was sure she was going to vomit any second, her eyes so blurry, the people around her were almost unrecognizable.

Even with the way she felt, Fiyera tried to sit straight. For a few seconds, she succeeded, but felt so dizzy and so sick, she started to fall backward. Luckily, Dexson was there to catch her.

"Fiyera," he said, quietly. Even with his voice so soft, it still hurt her ears incrediably, "Fiyera, sweetheart,"

He felt her face and her arms, "She feels frozen, but she's covered in sweat!"

"She needs medical attention!" Proffesor Tippermen said, "We need to get her to the Infirmary."

Dexson lifted Fiyera and carried her in his arms. The rest of the class stood and backed away as Proffesor Tippermen led Dexson out of the room.

"Nice going, Elphaba!" Pasha said.

"Shut up!" Elphaba said. It was so painful to hear them talk so loudly.

"It's alright, Sparx, we're going to make you all better."

Fiyera moaned from the sound of his voice. It hurt so badly. She buried the side of her face closer to Dexson in his chest, trying to escape the pain.

"Please hold on, Fiyera," he said. His voice was growing muffled and she felt like her body was slipping away. Things were going black around her...

...Suddenly, feeling better, Fiyera opened her eyes and found herself standing in the middle of a dark room with dim lighting and swirling mist. She turned around.

"Dexson!" she cried, looking around, "Dexson, dear! I'm all better now, Dexson! Dexson, where are you?"

"Dexson's not here, sweetheart," a voice behind her said.

Fiyera turned back around and gasped, for Fiyero Tiggular was standing before her.

"Daddy?" she asked, tears forming in her eyes.

"Yes, Fiyera," he said.

Fiyera felt like she was ten-years-old all over again. She ran straight to her father, who welcomed her with open arms.

"Daddy, I've missed you so much!" she said, crying.

"I've missed you too, my precious." he held her out and looked her over, "The last time I held you, you were just a little ten-year-old with missing teeth and scrapped knees. Now look, I hold a woman in my arms."

"Fiyera laughed as a fresh wave of tears feel onto her face. Her father held her again.

"This is just a dream, isn't it?" Fiyera asked as she rested her head on his shoulder.

"No, this is not a dream. This is real, Fiyera." her father replied.

Fiyera stood up straight and backed away.

"If this isn't a dream...if this is real then...that means I...holy shiz, I just...I just died...in Dexson's arms, I just died!"

"On no, Fiyera!" her father cried, resting his hands on her shoulders to reassure her. "You are very much alive, my precious. I believe that you are arriving at the Infirmary right now."

"How do you know that?" Fiyera asked.

"You'll learn in time all these little tricks and secrets to being a guardian."

"Tricks? Secrets? Guardian?" Fiyera was very confused.

"I wish I had time to explain it to you, but I don't. Glinda will teach you and tell you everything you need to know."

"Proffesor Tippermen?" Fiyera asked, "Did you know her?"

"Very well. I almost married her. But I do not have time to discuss anything. Not right now. I must get back." He turned and began to leave.

"Daddy, no!" Fiyera cried, grabbing his arm, "I haven't seen you or spoken to you for eleven years! I love you! I miss you! Please don't leave me!"

"I'm not leaving you, my precious. But right now, it is very important that we both get back to our worlds. Now that you are a guardian, I can see you whenever either of us needs to or wants. Don't worry, just explain to Glinda what happened here and she will explain everything. I'll see you soon enough."

He turned and started to leave again. Fiyera kept calling for him, but he didn't come back. Her world was going dark again...