Author's Note: sooo... a much sooner update than expected, but I have 5 chapters of AP Bio to read, outline, and do a study guide and school hasn't even started yet soooo I'm just procrastinating... though ill have to start cause it is just super-hard, I'm tenth grader taking bunches of AP classes already... why, whyyy meee... why did I have to be smart!!!... ok annnyway the first half of this chapter is just so awesome, i hope, it took me forever to write and my editor, who i am thanking right now, went "woaaah" and one of my buddies, Nessa, went "you have outdone yourself!"and I hope you like it too, please review the first part especially since I put so much hard work into it... ok now time for general statements to address your concerns:

::ahem:: YES, I will be merging the three worlds, Nor's, Elphie's, and Glinda's... I just haven't gotten to Glinda's yet so be patient! Her POV is coming up in a short while... but which ones I merge and when is totally my decision and will happen when I want, I can't just push them all together right away, then what would I have for a fic? Ok? and yes be rest assured Nor's world will be coming back soon, as will Elphie's after I pull away from her, ditto with Glinda, and yes, there will be a plushie variation of each character or Wicked OBC member... or just a current Wicked Cast member, who knows... speaking of plushies... itttsss plushie tiiiiime!

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Chapter 12

Elphaba dodged through the alleys in between the great green towers of the Emerald City. She had stayed out until it was dark enough for her to travel unnoticed. She didn't look behind her, only forward, only ahead, only up at the crescent moon. She kept her eyes locked on that one target, away from the menacing spires. Whenever she looked at them they made her feel sick. They made her feel trapped. They made her want to hide. She couldn't go anywhere in this damned city and be free of them. She had failed to kill her, she had failed, and the fact that the towers were still standing was a constant reminder to her. A reminder that she wasn't fit to live. A reminder that she was a waste of life. A reminder that she would always be unable to do anything she wanted; that those accursed towers would be ensnaring her like vines for the rest of her life. They made her want to empty her stomach but she refused to show them weakness. She refused to bow her head to them. She refused cry to them for mercy. She could see them surrounding the moon, caging it, containing its glow. And they were laughing at it. They were making fun of it because they could, because it couldn't fight back. She couldn't stand it, she wanted to help but she couldn't. Laughter. Pain. Trapped. Failure.

Her steps became more rigid and random. Her body swayed and she fell to the ground. The laughing wouldn't go away and it was giving her a headache. She brought her hands up to her head and massaged her temples. Slowly the laughter ceased and she pulled herself up and continued her way forward, ahead, she wouldn't look back, she could never look back. Pain. Trapped. Failure.

Just the thought of what was behind her made her start picking up speed. Then she thought of what was all around her and she ran the entire way to her home, which in reality wasn't so homey. By the time she opened her door she had closed her eyes and wanted nothing else but to just collapse and get some rest. But after she closed the door and took one step into the room she heard a splash and an uncovered area on her leg began to burn. Pain.

Elphaba's eyes shot open and she jumped back. There was some liquid on the floor, everywhere, so much of it. There wasn't enough light from the moon to tell what liquid it was, but there was just enough to show that it was everywhere. She went down on her knees; careful not to have her legs or hands touch it. She brought her eyes down and could almost make out color. Failure.

Elphaba heard a meow and looked up. There in the middle of the liquid was her red-eyed white cat. Except, he wasn't white, he was all red. No white part of his body showed anymore. Red.

She felt her heart skip a beat, "Blood," she said softly, a whisper, she didn't want anybody to hear it. She wanted nobody to witness the word in case if she just denied its existence it would go away. She closed her eyes, wishing herself to forget about it. It's not there. It can't be there! With her eyes closed she brought a hand down to the ground and her hand met with the cool liquid that felt like fire to her skin. She hissed and whipped her hand on her clothing and opened her eyes, all she could see was blood. Pain. Blood. Red.

Who's- she didn't need to finish thinking that sentence. She knew. She knew whose it was but wouldn't say it. Wouldn't think it. Wouldn't hear it. The thought alone was too painful. Hurt. Him. Dead. Red.

Suddenly she couldn't breath. Still on the ground she backed up until she hit the wall, she needed to get away, as far away as she could from the blood, not just the blood, his blood. Blood. Him. Dead. Red.

No, it can't be, it's not, it's not there, no! As she thought of what she knew was true her body went numb. She closed her eyes again and stuck her hand into the blood. She felt the pain but it didn't register, "No! No its not real!" she screamed. Sending two hands into the dark liquid, causing it to splash onto her arms, causing herself even more pain. When her cheeks and eyelids began to burn she realized that she was crying. "No… no its not real… no, no it can't be, no…" she muttered continuously. She soon realized that her hands were still on the ground, in the red fluid, and that they had gone numb with pain. She pulled them up, staring at the blood that was on the palms of her hands and she just stared and cried harder. She fell to the ground on her side staring at the dark liquid next to her, she just cried. Her tears mixed with the blood, his blood. Numb. Hurt. Blood. Tears. Him. Dead. Red.

Soon the laughter came back, so much of it. "Go away!" she screamed but it didn't…it just got louder. She closed her eyes and threw herself into the wall behind her. "Go away!" But it still wouldn't leave her. She screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping to drown it out. Laughter. Pain. Tears. Hurt. Red.

She opened her eyes and realized that Malky was still standing in the middle of the blood, just standing there, laughing at her. Her eyes bulged, "YOU!" She said, her voice quivering, "You killed him!" She pushed herself up and ran through the blood, ignoring the pain that she deserved. The laughter came at her, harder and she brought her hands to her ears, "I'm going to kill you!" Laughter. Numb. Hurt. Him. Dead. Red.

While she was running the cat sprung up onto the windowsill and sat there, watching her run. When Elphaba came within arms length of the cat it jumped out of her apartment and into the darkness. Elphaba made it to the other side of the room and collapsed onto the windowsill screaming something she couldn't hear, she hurt so much, everywhere and the tears wouldn't stop coming, neither would the laughter. Laughter. Hurt. Tears. Blood. Him. Dead. Red.

She looked up out the window at the moon, but the towers were blocking most of it. The towers. There they were, laughing at her, spearing the moon, and sending their-vile green-selves through the moon. Killing it. Destroying it. Laughing at it. Laughter. Hurt. Red.

Elphaba couldn't take it, she couldn't take any of it. Her head hurt so much that the rest of her body was forgotten. And the laughter wouldn't go away. She crawled herself into a ball, trying to block it all away. She rocked herself back and forth and eventually the laughter subsided along with her headache. She soon realized that she was curled up in the blood. But she didn't care; she deserved the pain, all of it. It was her fault and this was her punishment. She just stayed there, letting his blood and her tears burn away her soul, well, what little of a soul she had been given by being with him.

Pain.

Numb.

Hurt.

Blood.

Tears.

Him.

Dead.

Red.

Elphaba woke up, her entire body stinging from a layer of sweat that covered her entire form. She'd had the dream again, that dream. Just thinking about it made her entire body tremble. She suddenly felt like she was going to be sick and jumped out of her bed. She stumbled getting out from the sheets and she fell to the ground. She didn't stand up, she didn't move, she just stayed there, on the ground with her right arm supporting herself and her left hand clutching her stomach.

She hated that dream; she hated experiencing that day over again. She felt sick every time she thought about that memory. Just thinking about...him...made her want to just forget to live. It was her fault...it was all her fault and no punishment in the world could redeem her from the guilt she felt. The worst part was she always remembered the dream after she had it, always remembered every detail. She deserved it, she deserved all of it...it just hurt so much. It haunted her constantly but she was always able subdue the memory, if it was a memory at all. She wasn't sure if that was how things actually happened that day. She had remembered, but eventually that dream became her only memory.

She pushed the sickening feeling to the back of her mind and forced herself to get up. Holding onto the bed for support she was able to steady herself somewhat. She walked slowly, her head had begun to develop a constant throb and she couldn't tell if the room was spinning or not. Clutching her stomach she began to make her way to Nastoya's room. She needed to get out of her room. Her small, confining room...a flash of the dream came back to her and she suddenly felt overwhelmingly trapped. She needed to be free. Her head was pounding and she couldn't get the visions from the dream out of her mind. She felt her body about to retch but she held it back by willpower alone. The nails on the hand clutching her stomach began to dig into the fabric of her shirt, their small tips pricking her stomach but she ignored it. She stumbled through the curtain/door into the more spacious room of Nastoya. But at the sight of Nastoya's room she was so shocked she forgot about the dream entirely.

"Surprising how something that was so beautiful, can become so plain in an instant." Nastoya was standing in the center of her room, looking the opposite way of where Elphaba entered. But Elphaba didn't stare at Nastoya, her eyes couldn't stop searching Nastoya's room, it was... empty. Everything was gone; the room was completely bare except for Nastoya and herself.

"...How?" Elphaba managed to choke out, "Why?"

Nastoya turned around to face her, "Well you don't think that I could have brought everything with me? No, the tribes of the Vinkus have survived so long by their mobility, always ready to leave in an instant no matter what. But we began to forget that, especially myself, when we all came here." Nastoya sighed and circled around the room, looking at the bare walls. "Forgetting about the past is a terrible mistake, you must always be reminded of it, lest you forget what you've learned."

It seemed as if Nastoya had known what Elphaba dreamed about, but she didn't care. As Elphaba heard Nastoya's words she remembered about the dream, but suddenly, it didn't sicken herself as much. The memory still hurt her, it was still a deep gash that cut through her entire being, always there, always hurting, always reminding her of the pain she had felt that day. It still made her want to cry until she couldn't any more, it made her want to just pull at the thin threads that were still holding her life together so there would be nothing else but the pain. But it didn't make her want to retch at the thought of it anymore.

"I just can't believe it's gone." Nastoya said longingly. This was the most emotion Nastoya had ever shown in front of Elphaba. "I can't believe it's gone..." She whispered, her voice nearly quivering at the end.

"It was amazing..." Elphaba replied, not knowing what else to say. She chuckled and smiled, "Now that I think of it, I wish I could see it all one more time," she brought her hand away from her stomach and down to her side, mirroring the other. Her eyes looked down, "Just once."

Nastoya closed her eyes, gathering herself, "What has happened, has happened," She opened her eyes, "Nothing will change that." Nastoya said with her voice more controlled than before, "But all of it is not gone."

Elphaba stared at her, but before she could say anything something started to happen to Nastoya. Something that Elphaba only remembered having seen happen only once before. Her clothing fell away from her now larger body. Her legs were massive, her arms coming down, the same size as her legs. Her face was so different, instead of a nose a powerful trunk, her eyes seemed to be able to see more, instead of her old ears, new ones, huge ones that resembled what Elphaba imagined as the sails to ships that she read about in the books at Kiamo Ko. She was an Elephant.

If Elphaba had never seen Nastoya like this before she most likely would have begun to cower, being alone in a room with an Animal as magnificent as her. "As long as we remember how beautiful it was, it will always be beautiful. Memories keep everything alive." Nastoya said, almost like she was lecturing her, "But I did keep a few choice items."

Elphaba looked up at Nastoya and watched her trunk reach up into the top folds of the tent, completely invisible from Elphaba's viewpoint. "First of all, I believe that this belongs to you." Nastoya said while turning around and lowering her trunk that was holding something small and made of glass. Elphaba reached out and Nastoya placed it in her hands. It was her looking glass given to her from Turtle Heart. She ran her fingers it, moving the nail of her pointer finger through the crack in the glass.

She didn't know what to say. "Thank you."

"You will be needing it." Nastoya said, but before Elphaba could ask anything, even if she had wanted to; she couldn't argue with something that dominated the room as Nastoya did now, she turned around again and reached back up to retrieve another item. "I believe that this is also yours." Nastoya said lowering her trunk once again, but Elphaba couldn't make out what it was from the way that Nastoya was holding it. Elphaba placed the looking glass on the floor so that she had both hands to hold what Nastoya had placed in her hands. Elphaba was suddenly glad she wasn't holding the glass because the likelihood she would have dropped it along with the item, like she just did. She had just been holding something she had never wanted to see again, ever.

well... that's it for now... and oh... what you really think im that dumb?!? Of course I didn't forget ::ties up everybody who read and didn't review:: ::puts them over that aforementioned disgusting, stinky pool of pondwater:: NOW LET THE PUNISHMENTS COMMENCE!!! ::claps hands:: :: the old ugly dirty naked gale forcers start to enter the water:: ::Nightmare Morrible Plushies enter flying, holding feathers and Bailey School Kids books:: ::Easy Bake Oven Chistery group begins to sing:: I don't know about you, but I think you guys should just start reviewing before I come up with nastier punishments