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Dust covered the tower since Liir and Nanny never ventured up there. Nanny would never make it up and Liir was too afraid to go up. Moonlight filtered through the small window and though it wasn't that bright, the objects of the room could still be seen. A broom laid against a wall, untouched for all those five years. Nanny had instructed Liir to bring it in after Elphaba was killed and since he didn't understand why, he did. A bright green light shone that illuminated the whole room and showed something that looked like a pile of clothing. That something stirred and bolted into a sitting position, breath coming fast. The person was green skinned and thin wich long ebony black hair that touched the floor. The person started to sway slowly back and forth and shoved her hands down to balance herself before she fell. Her eyes surveyed the room, taking in everything as her breath started go into a steady pattern. Was this the room she had lived in? She saw the broom nearby and grabbed it, using it to push herself into an upright position. Once in a standing position, she started to walk slowly. She had to test her voice to see that it was okay and that it would work. After all, she didn't know how long she had been there but from the amount of dust that had settled, it had to have been a pretty long time.

"Liir," came out in a whisper. She tried to shout a little louder so someone would be able to hear her. "Liir!" She knew if the boy was around here, he still wouldn't be able to hear that since she was up in the tower. "LIIR!" She was finally able to bellow it down the stairs.

She stumbled a few feet, almost falling, but she made it to the door eventually. By the door, she saw some of her oil and she quickly reached for it, opened it, and rubbed it over her green skin. She let out a sigh of relief as her body didn't feel like it was on fire anymore. Still holding onto the broom, she moved farther and a little faster and she made it out the door onto the top of the stairs. She was able to walk down a flight of stairs and then fell down another flight of them and she stood up, cursing. She limped down to the bottom and looked around for someone.

"LIIR!"

She heard footsteps running towards her from the hall and she squinted as she saw a figure run down. Liir stood right in front of her and he looked up at her stupidly with his mouth open.

"Shut your mouth," she orded and he closed it quickly.

"NANNY!" he shouted.

"Nanny is still alive?" she asked, almost to herself but the boy heard her anyway.

The boy nodded, not being able to talk to her. She heard another person hobbling towards them at a very slow pace. Soon, she saw someone that she knew was Nanny. Tears started to fall down Nanny's cheeks which the green woman had never remember her to do much before and she acted like that it was nothing knew to her.

"Elphaba..." she whispered.

"What day is it?" the green woman asked, her voice a little hoarse.

"You died five years ago exactly," Liir said, almost sounding proud about it.

Elphaba glared at him and was ready to beat him but thought against it. "I would really like a date... It has been that long?"

Nanny's head bobbed but she said nothing and just stared, dumbfounded.

"You are suppose to be dead. I saw Dorothy kill you," Liir said in the same tone of voice.

Elphaba's fist clenched and her knuckles started to turn white. She felt her nails dig into her flesh and felt the warm blood come out of her new wounds. She hated that girl with a passion that she could not quench. She had killed her sister and took her shoes which rightfully belonged to her! The girl had almost killed her and how Elphaba was still alive was quite a mystery.

"Auntie Witch?" Liir asked, seeing Elphaba zone out.

"What do you want?" she snapped at him.

He recoiled as though she had smacked him and looked frightened at her. "You seem odd."

"Is Dorothy still around?"

"She went back to that Kansas place," Liir said, disappointed.

"I think I am going to visit someone," Elphaba said after thinking over a few things.

"Dorothy?" he asked hopefully.

"No you fool!" she said and she started out of the room but she felt a hand on her arm. She looked over at Nanny who seemed to be glaring at her.

"Don't talk to your son like that!" Nanny said, one of the first full sentences she had said.

The Witch glared back at her as she wrenched her arm away from Nanny and was soon outside. She looked around in the darkness and she let out a long sigh. It had been so long since she had been here actually and as they said had been five years. Why did Nanny call Liir her son? Maybe she suspected something but Elphaba always told herself that Liir wasn't her son. She felt the rough wood of the broom under her green hand and she remember that she still had the broom. She wasn't leaning on it for much support now and she tilted it a little so she could swing her leg over it and get on. She didn't know what she was doing since hadn't been on the broom in a while but she thought about flying off and the broom took off into the air, carrying her away from Kiamo Ko. It took her into the darkness and she wasn't sure of where to go but she was just going to let the broom take her where it wanted to. She almost fell off once as she tried to keep her balance but after that she was able to keep her balance better. She didn't know where she was going but all she knew that it was going to take her a while to get there. Even though she didn't know where she was going, she knew who she was going to see.

A/N: Sorry this seems shorter...I wasn't sure of what to write and I didn't like some of the chapter so I had to revise it but is an Elphie chapter and I needed to put one in soon.