I should've given you guys more credit…you are VERY good guessers…I guess I did kinda give it away with the summary though…whoops…heehee…
"For the love of Oz!" Elphaba cursed. She and Selky were on their brooms, part of the largest search party Oz had ever seen. After announcing Glinda's capture impromptu rescue missions were immediately embarked upon by concerned citizens. The Gale Force as well as most Animals were also on the lookout for any clue that might lead to the blonde woman. Unfortunately it was as if Glinda had vanished into thin air. Even Elphaba's finding spell wasn't working properly. It kept leading the green girl and her daughter to the fringes of Oz, where lush grass gave way to rocky desert.
"Maybe someone's using magic to screw with your spell," Selky suggested.
"Maybe," Elphaba snorted doubtfully as the harsh winds of the desert scoured her face. "But I have yet to meet the sorcerer that can meddle with my powers."
"Well then maybe Glinda's been taken into the desert," the teenager mused. "Maybe her captors have taken her where they know we won't look."
"That's…" The green woman trailed off. "That's brilliant Selky. There are ancient legends of a civilization that lived beneath the sands of the desert. Perhaps they're true."
"Or maybe we're chasing shadows," Selky sighed.
"Well the desert is the only place we haven't looked," Elphaba pointed out. "The entire population is turning Oz upside down." With renewed determination she began to chant the familiar spell. Again a ball of translucent green light appeared and drifted towards the sands of the wasteland below. After skimming the sandy ground it proceeded to sink into the earth, disappearing from sight.
"Well that's a problem," Selky observed dryly as she landed.
"It's only a problem for some people," Elphaba replied. She muttered some odd words and jerked her hand upwards. A bolt of fiery, green lightning struck the place where the orb of illumination had disappeared. The result was a blackened hole leading into the depths of the earth. Selky looked down the dark shaft with doubtful eyes.
"Age before beauty," she taunted nervously, gesturing that her mother should go first. The two witches slid down a slope of scratchy dirt and landed in the middle of a long stone corridor. A familiar ball of light was waiting for them. It levitated outside a thick metal door. Before Elphaba could use a spell Selky shoved the hindrance open with her shoulder.
Inside they spotted a puddle of blonde hair and torn yellow fabric slumped on a thin straw mattress. Upon their entrance the limp figure raised its head feebly, squinting against the light. "Aunt Glin?" Selky called, voice unsure. Elphaba shoved past her hesitant daughter and scooped Glinda into her arms. She gently helped the blonde into a standing position while supporting most of her weight.
"Oh Elphie," the petite woman sobbed. "I'm so glad you came. But…but…" Her words trailed off into garbles sniffles. Selky gingerly peeled away the torn fabric clinging to Glinda's back. As the cloth tore away she gasped in horror. Aggravated red burns crisscrossed her skin, many of them oozing blood and Oz knows what else. At this sight the green witch stiffened with cold fury.
"I'll kill whoever did this to you," she hissed, voice eerily calm. "Where is the person responsible?"
"I think she's in the next room over," Glinda stuttered, her mind still dazed with pain and confusion. "But Elphie…you need to know that it's…it's…" Before she could finish Elphaba had poured the blonde into Selky's arms and stormed into the hallway. She barged into the next room over with magic already crackling at her fingertips.
"Where are you?" the livid witch demanded.
"Right here." Elphaba turned towards the familiar voice and was faced with an equally familiar girl, sitting politely in her high back wheelchair. "Hello Fabala." The green girl's face drained of all color and her knees weakened.
"Nessa?" she whispered as her eyes raged with a thousand different emotions. "How can…you're dead. A house crushed you."
"I was no more crushed by a house than you were melted," the witch of the east replied coolly.
"You faked your death?" Elphaba wondered as her brain began to function again. "Why?"
"My life was falling apart," the calm brunette explained, as though it were obvious. "Everyone had left me; you, Father…Boq." Her gaze smoldered with unspent anguish.
"But the slippers…"
"Were all that was left of me," Nessarose explained. "There was no body. It was a great inconvenience but I knew I had to leave the slippers in order for my death to be believable. I never went anywhere without them; it would have been suspicious if they disappeared after my death." She scowled. "Now I'm confined to this Oz forsaken chair again."
"But why would you do that to Glinda?" Elphaba questioned. She shuddered at the thought of the burns adorning her friend's soft skin. "How could you even consider something like that?"
"She took the one thing I had left!" Nessa snarled. "If it weren't for her Boq would have loved me! He was mine and she had no right to take him. Now he's made the mistake of marrying that foolish girl just for her riches and place in society…"
"Boq loves Glinda," the green girl snarled, finally coming to her senses. This was her sister but that didn't make her any less of a spoiled, selfish monster. Or at least, that's what she was telling herself. "He's out somewhere right now searching for his wife; worrying about the baby." The moment those words were out Elphaba knew they were a mistake. Nessa hadn't known a thing about the new life growing inside her blonde prisoner.
"Glinda's pregnant?" she hissed dangerously.
"I swear by the Unnamed God that if you hurt that child I will personally see to it that you die in the most painful manner possible," the witch threatened.
"You would kill your own sister?" the brunette pouted, still apparently unconcerned with the whole situation. For a moment Elphaba faltered as a little of Nessa's once sweet face showed through her bitter hateful mask.
"I'll never want to harm you," the green witch vowed as her face softened ever so slightly. "But I'll do what I must to protect the ones I love."
"Don't you love me anymore?" Nessarose inquired sadly. "Or did you forget about your poor lonely sister when you ran off to become Oz's renegade hero? You only ever came home to seek my help when all that time I needed you by my side. I'm your sister Fabala and you abandoned me like I was nothing."
"I'm sorry," Elphaba apologized, her voice twisted with regret and sorrow. "The way I treated you was wrong. However that's no excuse for torturing your perceived enemies. Come back to the Emerald Palace. Let me help you out of this bitter madness…" She took a step towards her sister.
Stay back! The green girl cringed upon hearing the resounding command within her own mind. Her eyes swam with confusion. Since when did her sister possess the magic required for mind speaking? "I got a little magic from Mother's side," the brunette informed her. "And everyone has their specialty. Morrible's was weather and mine is matters of the brain. I can issue orders to the guards here without anyone knowing." A sinister grin spread across her features.
Duh duh duh duh…
I must warn you all that a major character will die in the next chapter (or maybe the chapter after…I haven't quite ironed out the details)…guesses are welcome but I doubt you'll figure this one out…