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A/N: (Insert good reason for not updating here) Yup, I basically do not have a good reason for not updating. But I totally just wrote this whole chapter in like, twenty minutes. Hahaha. Um, I'm sorry x100 for not updating sooner, guys...I love you 3


Chapter 6

Elphaba slowly lifted her head while her world spun awkwardly around her. Slowly regaining her focus, she stood up, trying to look at her surroundings. It was completely black; nothing was visible. Carefully standing up, she felt the cold wall against her back. What had just happened? She remembered leaving Fiyero alone, but what happened afterward?

Gently, she pushed herself off the wall, and blinked a few times. Attempting to regain focus, she saw a small light. Walking carefully, she went towards it, but then, in a flash, the light became bigger. It turned out to be a door opening, and the light from the outside room was crawling into the chamber Elphaba hid in.

"…No, no, come now, she won't hurt you…she doesn't have it in her to hurt people…" A very familiar voice said. A voice that made Elphaba's stomach twist and turn uncomfortably. She felt sick, and very light headed.

"Miss Elphaba, it seems your awake!" Morrible said wickedly, as Elphaba could finally see clearly.

"…Madame?" She asked awkwardly, unsure of how to react. What happened, wasn't she just in the woods running from Fiyero?

Morrible rolled her eyes and took a step closer to the green witch. However, the step seemed to be more of a waddle, seeing as Morrible was a rather large woman. "Surprise, surprise," she teased, nodding at the guard. "it seems one of us has nothing to say?"

"What's going on?" Her dry lips managed to make out, glancing from the guard to Morrible, "Where am I?"

"Why, a reunion, that's what's going on!" The horrible woman boomed. "You don't think it's pleasant to see me again?" Unable to speak, Elphaba stared at the teacher. This couldn't actually be happening, seeing as she was running away from Oz…wasn't she? "Oh, well, if you don't, I have someone else here who should make it a wonderful time…"

Nodding at the guard again, he trooped out of the chamber. Morrible started pacing, the smile never leaving her face. "I do hope you've been well…what, with your attempt to leave Oz…how did that go?" Not waiting for answer, she smirked. "Well, obviously not well, if you're here…"

"I-I thought I wasn't heading towards Oz," the witch stammered, wondering who was coming. "how'd you find me?"

"Well, Miss Elphaba…" the woman began, not moving her eyes off of her old student. "Ever since you supposedly died, we always had guards out and about Oz, looking for anyone suspicious, looking for anyone who might be a follower of you…

"There wasn't much of a worry until Glinda, the Ruler of Oz, changed a few rules around…she made it so if anyone was wandering around at late hours of the night, to make them come and see her…she's become quite a figure, if you didn't know…"

"Glinda?" Elphaba's head snapped up from the downward position it had formed. She hadn't thought of the blonde since she came to this horrible room.

"Why yes, Glinda Upland, your best friend…" The large woman laughed. "Or at least, she was."

"Where's Glinda?" Elphaba pressed, walking closer to Morrible.

"Oh, don't you worry, she'll be down in a mo-"

"Madame, why did you call for me?" Another familiar voice filled the green ears, only this time, it was heartbreaking. Elphaba took a step closer to the door, and suddenly, blue eyes met brown.

The moment was incredible. Incredibly emotional, on Elphaba's behalf. Guilt, hurt, depression, betrayal rushed through her, and the brown eyes became soft and wet.

"Madame Morrible, who is this witch? Why is she green?" Glinda's eyes went wide and she took a step backwards. This girl, the woman in front of her, where had the blonde seen her before? "She doesn't look like anyone in Oz."

Elphaba looked at Glinda in complete shock. "Glinda? Is something wrong?"

"Who are you?" Glinda asked, giving her a confused look.

Suddenly, the green girl went straight for Morrible. "What'd you do to her?" She questioned angrily, restraining herself from strangling the woman.

"I didn't do anything!" The Madame laughed, "she did this to herself, all because of you."

The force in her last words hit the witch hard. "All because of me? That's impossible." The green witch denied, stepping back.

"Oh, but it's true!" She yelled, glancing at the blonde girl. "Ask her anything, ask her about Fiyero."

"Who's Fiyero?" Glinda seemed to be getting uncomfortable. "Madame, what's going on?"

"What's your first name? Your real first name?" Elphaba asked the good witch seriously.

"Glinda."

Elphaba stared. "No it's not, your real name is Galinda!"

"Madame, I think there is something wrong with this person. She's green, and she thinks she knows me!"

Morrible stared at Elphaba, her eyes filled with wickedness. "There is something wrong with this person, Miss Glinda."

Elphaba stared at her best friend, her heart slowly breaking. "Glinda, you must remember Shiz, we shared a dorm, don't you remember?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Miss….Miss…"

"Elphaba. Glinda, you know my name."

"No, we have never met, Miss Elphaba. I'm afraid I must take my leave, Madame Morrible, Goodnight." The white dress spun out the door, and the green girl heard footsteps running up the stairs.

"Oh, isn't that sad?" Morrible said cruelly, walking in a circle around Elphie. "It seems she doesn't know who you are. I wonder how that must make the poor green girl feel?" Unable to speak, Elphaba stared straight at the ground. "Well, we may find out more tomorrow morning, yes? I hope you have a wonderful night's sleep, Miss Elphaba Thropp."

Morrible walked out of the room, followed by the guard. The door closed, and the room went black. Elphaba stared into the blackness, her eyes never left the empty space Glinda stood. What was going on? She stared at the ceiling, her heart and mind racing. And suddenly, she felt a hot tear slide down her cheek. Her eyelids became heavy, and soon, she had no idea of her surroundings.

However, exactly two floors above her, someone else was staring at the ceiling, except her mind was trapped. Glinda was lying on her feather bed, attempting to figure out what had just happened. The Madame never made her go and meet the prisoners before, but this one girl…Elphaba…

She said they knew each other. That they shared a dorm. But none of this could have possibly been true…could it? Glinda wasn't the type to forget people, especially someone like that green girl…

But Morrible knew something. She knew something that the blonde didn't. And for some reason, that bothered her a lot. Determined to find out what was going on, she wrapped her robe around her, and stormed out of the bedroom.


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