First off, I do not own anything in this story. The setting, characters, events, and words are not my own. I give credit for eventing the setting, characters, events, and words to Gregory Maguire and Stephen Schwartz.

Defying Gravity

Aversion of the events leading to The Wicked Witch of the West's defiance.

Everything. . .

She was about to have everything she had ever wanted. She had dreamed of this day ever since she was a child, but to have it come true? And to think, she thought she was cursed. Her heart raced with excitement as she walked down the Wizard's Grand Hall. It was purple, one of the only colors that did not clash with her skin. Today she was dressed in a nice black gown. She hoped it would be presentable to such a high authority.

What would He be like? For such a panjandrum, she could hardly believe so few had seen the Great Oz. All of her life, she had dreamed of being here. Entering these doors up ahead, standing in the presence of the Mighty Oz! She had worked so long for this one moment, this one time to prove herself to the wizard. She had always made good, and now realized how this would pay off. She was about to have every. . .

Her thoughts were cut off by the rather short Ozian official. "Now, let us go over a few rules while being in the presence of the Great and Terrible Oz. First off, do not speak unless spoken to. His Majesty will be respected, and you shall not speak unless His Majesty desires you to speak. Secondly, you will address him as His Majesty, and His Greatness, and other types of idolatry. He is the ruler of this great Oz, and seeing as that you are part of Oz, he is your ruler also."

Elphaba noticed they were getting near to the door. She looked to Glinda as they walked, and saw that Glinda was just as excited as she was. Finally, thought Elphaba, finally I will get my chance to float up in the sky.

The huge doors that led to the Wizard were now directly in front of Elphaba and Glinda. The small Ozian continued "Lastly, and most important of all, you will not in anyway disagree with or disobey the Great Wizard. To do so would be treason. I wish you good fortune, and hope you find what you have come for." The Ozian walked away, leaving Glinda and Elphaba standing outside the great doors. They were purple, like the walls. The doors were nearly twenty feet high and trimmed in rubies. There was gold in the middle of the door making a phenomenal design reading "The Wonderful Wizard of Oz." Elphaba had never seen such magnificent doors in all her life. Glinda, noticing that Elphaba's gaze was fixed on the doors, quickly reminded her of where she was. "Elphie!" Glinda screeched, "Don't stare at the door! We are about to meet his Oziness! Oh, your hair! What is it with you and pulling you hair back! You have such pretty hair, well, kinda, and it looks so good down!"

Glinda was cut off when the magnificent doors opened. It was a dark room. Not a thing could be seen. Elphaba and Glinda stepped into the room the doors slammed behind them. From the darkness emerged a great and giant gold figure. Flames blazed from the surroundings. His chair was made of pure gold draped in red to cushion his seat. As this great figure approached, Elphaba realized that there was no figure occupying the chair, but a living, giant head made of gold. Its voice boomed and shook the very floor of the room. With flames shooting from all around the great head spoke "I am Oz, the great and terrible! Who are you and why do you seek me?" His voice echoed far beyond the room. It felt as if the roof of the building was going to come down. "Say something!" Glinda screeched in fright to Elphaba. Elphaba, trying to keep herself collected, spoke the fastest she had ever spoken in her life "Uh... Elphaba Thropp your terribleness!"

The ground stopped shaking.

Thank you for reading my first chapter. I hope you enjoyed it, and I would greatly appreciate reviews.