"Morrible"
Hissed Glinda. Glaring up at her.
Elphaba lowered her head, hoping she wouldn't know who she was.
"How did you get out?"
"You'd be surprised how easy it is to convince Ozen's with a good story. I was press secretary after all. Right hand to the wizard".
" Why arrest me then?"
"With you out of the way it makes the task easier. I see you have brought some new friends with you, Miss Upland. How pleasant".
She walked from Glinda to Fiyero. Looking down at him with her dark beady eyes.
"A scarecrow? Oh, Glinda. I thought you better than to take such a company".
Glinda looked down. Not wanting to make the situation any worse than it already was.
" I'll find a field for you".
She ran her manicured hand over the sack face.
" I don't really want you within the green walls, to be honest. Stinking vermin scarecrows are, just like wild animals".
"You're not much better yourself".
Fiyero snapped back. Causing Morrible to grab his chin and turn his eyes towards her.
" Ah, I see. Now it makes sense. It's the old captain of the guard".
Her lips curled.
"Tell me".
She bent her body down to be in line with his eyesight. Belittling him.
" How did it feel? Running off with that green whore?"
Elphaba's mouth tightened.
"Taking her to the woods to have your ways with each other?"
The once green hands where gripping each other tightly in their cuffs.
"Although it would appear she didn't appreciate it too much. What with your current form".
She let go of his face, laughing at her own words. Making her way over to Elphaba. Who took a large gulp before her head was grabbed and forced up violently.
Their eyes met and Morrible took a moment looking deep into Elphaba's soul.
The witch did her best to steady her nerves.
You could visibly see the light turn on in Morrible's head when she realized who she was looking at.
"Ahh Miss Thropp. Well, I must say".
She turned Elphaba's face between her hands looking for any green.
" This is very impressive. You're handy work no doubt. I always said you would go far".
"I did it!"
Said Glinda speaking up.
Morrible's eyes shot over to her, still squeezing Elphaba's face with her white hands.
" You? Well, I must offer my
congratulotion. You did come to something after all".
With that, her hand grabbed hold of the raven hair. Pulling it tightly.
"So, my newly white wicked witch, where is it?"
Elphaba tried not to scream as she pulled her hair tighter.
Glinda let out a little yelp, which drew Morrible's attention away once again.
"Hmmm"
She muttered. Looking from a shocked looking Glinda and the witch trying not to scream in her hands.
"So you changed her did you? I think you've bitten off more than you can chew Glinda"
Elphaba looked over to her friend, confused as to what she meant.
With one large push, Elphaba felt her face hit the marble floor. She screamed suddenly in pain.
Glinda screamed out as well.
Fiyero tried to rush to Elphaba's aid only to be jumped on by guards.
From the floor, she looked up with her hazel eyes.
Glinda was bleeding.
Had Morrible hit her without her realizing?
"See what magic used wrong can do girls? I would have thought I'd taught you better".
Both the women looked at one another. Their injuries matched. But Morrible hadn't touched Glinda.
They had become connected. Whatever injuries Elphaba got Glinda also received.
" And with that lovely discoverment. Tell me Elphaba. Where is the grimmary?"
"Like I'd tell you".
She spat back still laying with her face pressed up against the floor.
Morrible signaled to the guard who kicked her in the back of her head.
Glinda fell forward in pain.
Fiyero could only watch as the two women he loved where tortured.
"Tell me!"
She roared. Her eyes almost flashing red.
Elphaba shook her head. Biting her lip waiting for the next blow.
The guard moved around the front as he was signaled to do so.
He lifted his leg ready to kick.
Elphaba curled up into a ball, in some attempt to protect the child.
"No!"
Shouted Fiyero. Causing the man to stop.
"No don't. Please just leave them alone!"
Morrible moved the guard aside. Elphaba's breath quickened. Morrible's head cocked to one side. She approached the witch currently laying on the floor. Examing her from head to toe. Then her hand reached for the slight swell under Elphaba's dress.
"Ahh, so the witch breeds".
She laughed
"Well, now I have a new plan. A much better plan!Ha!"
She clapped herself.
"You scarecrow. Wheres the book? Id say if I where you"
Her hand was back on the bump.
"A fallen tree. Near the old college".
Glinda rolled her eyes. Knowing that giving her the book would be catastrophic.
" Now that's a good Fiyero".
She stood back, her arms folded as if assessing the situation.
"Take him to a field. I have no need for him!"
"No!"
Shouted Elphie, as the guard dragged him out.
"And as for you two".
She clicked her fingers and the remaining soldiers picked them up.
Morrible shoved her grim face in front of Glinda.
" Enjoy prison. You worthless witch. Bye now!"
She waved, giggling evilly to herself.
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The dungeon was dark and smelly. The walls damp. You could hear the strong rains hammering on the rafters. The door locked with a bang behind them.
Elphaba began pacing slowly. Glinda perched herself onto the damp bench. Rubbing the back of her sore head.
"So, I guess we should have known the spell wouldn't be very straight forward".
" Nothing ever is with that book"
She also held the back of her head.
"And now Morrible's going to have it! Oz knows what she will be capable of then".
"I'm sorry Elphie. This is all my fault".
She joined her on the bench.
" No, we are equally to blame. I just hope your spells side effects are temporary".
"What?"
"The whole feeling my pain thing. I'm going to have to give birth at some point. So unless you fancy joining me in that experience..."
"Oh yeah. That doesn't sound like a great plan to me at all".
" Right now we need to be planning how we are going to get out of here".
She started looking around the cell. Hoping to pick up some inspiration.
"God I need a drink".
Glinda whispered. Bringing her legs into a hug.
" Think it's going to be a while before your going to get one of those".
She replied, even though she knew that Glinda hadn't wanted her to hear what she said.
She, on the other hand, was hungry. She was supposed to be eating for two. But all she had managed the past couple of days was half an apple and a handful of berries. No wonder her body felt so weak. All of the nutrients were going straight to the child. Bypassing her completely.
"What do you think she'll do with the book Elphie?"
"I don't know. I don't plan on sticking around to find out".
"You have a plan then?"
"No..."
And with that, she sank to the floor. Looking up at the blackness above.