Authors Note: This is my first Wicked Fic! This is mainly set in the book world, however there are many connections to the musical, which I have yet to see. I have not read Son of a Witch so if there are any contradictions don't complain. It's not my fault. All original characters belong to me, but all others are the property of Gregory Maguire, Frank Baum and MGM Studios. Please do not flame because they are useless. If you really hate this please be kind enough to tell me why. That way I can improve my writing.
The Search for Fiyero
Chapter 1: Hope
It had been five years since Elphaba's death and Glinda didn't know what to do with herself. She sat on her throne in the Emerald City in a white chiffon dress. It sparkled like that rare blanket of snow in the Vinkus. Her blond hair was in elegant curls and in her thin bony fingers was a white martini with a single olive that was speared by a toothpick. She took a slow sip and reflected on her life and friendship with Elphaba.
"How could I let my social status get in the way of what really mattered, the truth about Elphaba and our friendship?" She thought.
All these years after Elphaba's death, Glinda still thought of her true friend every second of every day for she blamed herself for Elphaba's death. She blamed herself mainly because she sent Dorothy to the Wizard. If that had never happened, Dorothy would never have been instructed to kill the witch. And so her days went. Blame, sorrow and alcohol consumed her daily life and she had no one to turn to.
"William," she called. "Another white martini, but make this one with a twist. Stirred. Thank you."
Glinda had recently become a bit of a lush, constantly wanting more and more alcohol. Her husband, Lord Chuffrey, had been devastated by her alcoholism, but was unaware of the reasons why. Within one year, Glinda lost her best friend Elphaba Thropp, and her good friend, Elphaba's sister, Nessarose Thropp. All of this was the fault of that idiot Dorothy. Glinda had been very quiet about this and only let out certain bits of information, such as they knew each other in school, but she never revealed her true feelings or friendships. She was only trying to protect her image, being the self-conscious socialite she was.
Suicidal thoughts were going through her head and she was truly thinking about killing herself with her own magic. Lord Chuffrey came to her one day with the news that would save her life.
"Fiyero's been spotted wandering drunk in the Glikkus. They say he just fell out of the sky and that he was never murdered after all!"
A light of hope began to shine in Glinda's heart. Fiyero was the last connection that she knew of to the memory of Elphaba, for she did not know about Liir, and she was in constant hope that he would visit the Emerald City. A few months went by and there was no sign of Fiyero.
"Perhaps it was just a hoax," thought Glinda.
The depression started to sink in again and Lord Chuffrey was worried because Glinda went through a month's supply of scotch in a week. Her beautiful curls sagged and drooped. Her heart had been shattered and she was suicidal again. Had she lost Elphaba forever? She decided that she could not let that happen and decided to search for Fiyero. Being the Empress of Oz, however, she thought that it would be difficult to take on the search because her leave could mean the political demise of the Emerald City and a loss of social status for her. This could not happen to Glinda, so she decided to enlist the help of some old friends in order to search the entirety of Oz for Fiyero and find the place he fell out of; Glinda had an intuition that it was the same place Dorothy dropped in from.
"Dorothy holds the key to Fiyero," she said.
"William, I want you to find out where Dorothy's house came from."
William, shocked that she was not requesting liquor replied, "Of course madam, I will start my research right away."
"Thank You," Glinda said in a cheery tone which no one had heard since before Elphaba's death.
And so the search began, Glinda only needed to "persuade" Boq, Avaric, and Shell to find Fiyero. She would supply them with a small army of about 20 or so each in order to aid them in the search. After all, these were Elphaba's and Glinda's friends and they would do anything to help the girls, especially Shell, who was Elphaba's brother.
"A boy named Liir is here to see you," William said.
"Send him in."
"Miss Glinda," Liir said in a frightened tone
"What is it you want peasant," Glinda replied in a snotty tone
"I heard Fiyero had been spotted and I want to help find him"
"Why should I grant you this wish?" Glinda said intrigued
"Because I…I….I"
"Out with it!"
"I have reason to believe he's my father,"
"WHAT?" Glinda said in shock
"I said I have reason to believe that he is my father. You see,I found my mother's diary and while reading it, I found an entry about a man named Fiyero. Apparently she met him at school and had an affair with him while in the Emerald City. I was told that he was murdered, but not that he was my father. You see my mother is a very private person and it wasn;t until I read her diary that I was certain that she was my mother after all."
"How did you not know this woman was your mother?"
"You see, she was green an…."
"Did you just say green?"
"Yes, Yes I did."
"What is your mother's name?"
"Elphaba Thropp, also known as the Wicked Witch of the West"
"Are you for certain?"
"Yes, yes I am"
"Why did you come to visit me? Why not Boq or Avaric?"
"Because you are the Empress of Oz. You have the influence and power I need. You are my mother's one true friend. She said so in her diary"
"She…she…she did?"
"Yes, and now I need you to help me find my father."
"I see. I agree to help as I was actually about to send three search parties in order to find Fiyero, You may choose to join one as you wish once they are assembled"
"Thank you very much Miss Glinda, It's so exciting to meet a parent you never knew."
"I'm sure it will be, now run along, my cosmopolitan is here "
As Liir left the throne room, Glinda took a sip and began to think.
