A/N: Aw...I really do enjoy all those reviews you guys give me. They make me smile, and laugh. Especially Alias101's addiction. I honestly had trouble getting started on this Chapter, I'm not sure why. But I have the ending to this story all planned out and everything, and I was tempting to write the story in like reverse...but I knew if I did you guys wouldn't be happy.

PS: I guess KillerRack has accepted that I will always be #1. Haha. :-P (KR: UPDATE!)

Anyway...OH YEAH I FORGOT! We have to put an end to people posting poems and stories that are not Wicked Fan Fictions! It is driving me insane! Veronika Green (who is the biggest Wicked Fan Fiction only Nazi. Which is awesome) and I can't fight them all by ourselves. So please help us out, it can be like the...the... THE WICKED CRUSADES!


Elphaba had forgotten how much she hated the Gilikin Forest. The woodsy smells, the noises...they were exactly the same as they were all those years ago. She had never told Glinda this but her father had brought her to the forest when she was around ten. Frex had accidently lost the green girl in the forest. Elphaba would never admit, but that was one of the scariest moments in here life. It was also the moment, when she was all alone in the cold, damp forest, Elphaba had accepted that Frex would never love her.

"Stupid..." Elphaba mumbled to herself, surprised she was actually thinking about the memory. It wasn't exactly the high point in her childhood. Moving the map she had borrowed from Troy she caught a piece of afternoon sunlight on the paper. Elphaba guessed that she close to the entrance of the cave.

Suddenly Elphaba heard two sets on footsteps approaching from the left. With her broom still in hand, she leapt behind the trunk of the largest tree. Quickly, Elphaba waved her hands and mumbled something. Within seconds, huge dark rain clouds covered the sky, putting the forest into the dark. Large freezing raindrops fell from the heavens and drenched the forest. I guess Madame Morrible was good for something, she thought to herself. Praying that she had made enough cover, Elphaba strained to hear the men's conversation.

"I wonder why Zrex called for all of us to meet today."

"Who knows, but we better hurry. We don't want to be the last ones there."

Elphaba waited until the footsteps had disappeared before coming out behind the tree. All of Gustof was meeting tonight? Since when had she become so lucky? She could destroy them all tonight in one great sweep, and be back with Glinda by tomorrow. Smiling to herself, Elphaba hid her broom behind the tree trunk, and took of after the two men, hoping her plan was going to work out.


Hiding deeply in the Gustof Cave, Elphaba was surprised how easy it had been to sneak in. She was dressed like every Gustof member: black pants, black boots, black shirt, and a black cape with the hood up. Her put made it impossible to stick out and was able to walk into the cave like she was a member of the cult herself. All twenty five members were standing in front of a platform, waiting for their leader to appear. Each member had a blade attached to their hips, and Elphaba guessed that all were men, but couldn't know for sure since they all had their hoods up.

Elphaba's hand found her necklace, not even looking at it Elphaba remembered what Glinda had told her one month ago. Smiling Elphaba began to feel calmer about the whole situation. Leaning against the cold stone wall she waited for Zrex to appear on stage.

"Ah...my friends..." Elphaba looked up and her eyes landed on the tall man now on the stage . He was wearing long black robes that billowed like there was a gust of wind around him. He had no hair and his eyes seemed almost to small on his pale face. Despite his disappointing appearance, the man had a strong, evil sounding voice that made the small cave tremble. His black eyes seemed to be searching for something or someone out in the crowd. "Are we all here? Good...good."

"Zrex..." Elphaba whispered to no one. She watched silently as the leader started to talk about the groups latest triumphs. Murder, Robberies, and Stealing. Elphaba felt the blood pound in her ears, she was so revolted by the man. For he was joking about the child he had killed for his own sport on the way to the meeting. Elphaba bit her lip nervously as she whispered a enchantment. Suddenly the cave was filled with heavy storm clouds that wiped out most light. She couldn't help but laugh at the full grown men that who were yelling like frightened children at the thunder and lightening.

"SILENCE!" Zrex's voice jolted the men into soft whispers. "It's a spell, find the enchantress who did this."

Before any man could move, Elphaba made all of their weapons fall to the ground and melt into their original state. A puddle of liquid sliver and iron lay under the boots of the men. Laughing quietly, Elphaba brought a huge lighting bolt out of the clouds that hung low to the ground. With great effort Elphaba brought the bolt into the hard ground, causing shrieks and cries of pain from every man that had joined the evil cult. The light from the bolt was so overwhelming that Elphaba had to shield her eyes, and the roar of thunder that followed made her head spin. When it was over Elphaba cautiously came out of her finding spot.

Bodies laid everywhere, blood now mixing with the sliver and iron, swirling with a strange beauty. Elphaba walked through the bodies, trying to tell herself she had done the right thing. She stopped to look down at one of the men, whose hood had fallen from his head when he was killed uncovering his face. He looked no older that nineteen, his gray eyes were open wide in shock and surprise. Swallowing down the nausea, Elphaba could help but imagine what Glinda would say when she found out the Elphaba had murdered all of the Gustof.

At least it was quick, thought Elphaba. Her hand finding her necklace once more, trying to find comfort that lay hundreds of miles south of her.

Elphaba was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the shadow behind her. She didn't feel the evil. She didn't hear the hand slipping into the robes and producing a knife. She didn't notice anything until it was to late.

"Miss Thropp?"

Whirling, Elphaba looked up at the face of Zrex. Before she could open her mouth to cast a spell, or yell, Zrex plunged the knife deep into Elphaba's side. Shocked, Elphaba fell to her knees as she felt the blood pour from the wound. Looking down, she saw the knife was still firmly planted in her left side, just bellow her rib cage. Looking up into the cold uncaring eyes Elphaba struggled to find her tongue. "Zrex."

Nodding lightly, Zrex smirked at the bleeding woman at his feet. "Miss ELphaba Thropp of the Third Descending. It is good to see you again."

"Again? Have we meet?" Elphaba closed her eyes, trying to stay alter. However, the loss of blood and the dizziness was starting to get to her. Glinda is going to kill me, she thought. I promised I was going to be safe. Oh sh-...

"Shiz." Zrex smirked at the confused expression growing of the woman's face. "I was in your science class. I am guessing you don't remember me? No matter."

"How did you figure out who I was?"

"I have to admit," Zrex started, kneeling before Elphaba, who couldn't seem to catch her breath, "Without your green skin I wasn't internally sure it was you. So I guessed. And that stupid blonde, Glinda, pretty told me I was right. What a fool."

Elphaba felt the anger rise in her stomach, temporalty forgetting her pain she spat in Zrex's face. "Shut up! You bastard!"

Roaring in anger, he lunged at Elphaba pushing her on to the dirty ground. When she began to struggle Zrex tapped the knife farther into for side. Panting in anguish, she couldn't help but let the larger man sit her hips, making it impossible to move. Smiling evilly, Zrex wrapped his hands around the woman's exposed neck, slowly tightening his grip. "You know no one is going to miss you, right Fae? Besides, no one loved you when you were green, why would they love you now?"

Elphaba felt her brain start to fade. Darkness seemed to be winning, as a cloud started to cover her eyes restricting her eyesight. But something bright was pushing back. The truth, Elphaba knew the truth. Glinda loved her, even when she was green. Glinda had tried to save her when she was green. She confessed her love for her when she was green.

The truth gave Elphaba the strength to pull out the knife out of her side. Zrex, to busy enjoying squeezing the life out of his former schoolmate, didn't notice until it was to late. Until Elphaba thrust the bloody knife deep into his black heart.

Zrex stumbled off Elphaba, who gasped for air which he had restricted mercilessly. Falling backwards Zrex was dead before he hit the ground. His blood mingling with his followers, a testimony to Elphaba's strength.


However, stumbling through the dark forest Elphaba could barley kept conscious. Spots of red and black were dancing before her eyes as she managed to get to the tree where she had left her broom stick. Reaching out in the dark to find her broom, Elphaba strained her wound which gushed faster and harder, like a dam had burst in her body.

"Damn it!" Elphaba moaned as she slumped against the huge trunk. She pressed both hands against the bleeding wound. Groaning, she vomited on the damp earth.

"Glinda...Glin..." Elphaba felt herself fading. Closing her hazel eyes thickly she reached with one hand searching for her necklace. Suddenly, unbearable pain shot through every inch of her body. Elphaba couldn't help it, she screamed and let tears fall from her eyes. She had failed. "Glinda...sorry."

Elphaba shut her eyes tightly and let the darkness engulf her.


Um..hey guys. Sorry it took me so long to update. I was super busy. Anyway how did you guys like this chapter?

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Oh? The end to this chapter...um yeah. I can't help it, sorry this is depressing. But yeah next chapter will be Troy and Glinda.

PS: My friend has my book, but do you guys know if they mention a priest of some sort at any of the funeral? And if so what are they called?

Reviews please, I need motivation again.