TWELVE REVIEWS- TWELVE, DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU GUYS? Seriously, I didn't think this story would get such a big and positive response since we all support good Elphaba. Because that's basically why we have Wicked anyway, right? You all made me smile so much :D Wow, I already got angry caps in the first chapter. O.o

Originally, I was going to have Elphaba kill Frex for Colwen Grounds, but that wouldn't have made sense now would it? West… East… aaaannnddd I'm ranting.

Chapter 2

No Good Deed

The funeral for Fiyero's parents was to be five days before he was made captain- today. The news of his parents' death was still shocking at every mention of it. Maybe not so much the news, but the way it happened itself. Murdered, in all his life time he never thought this would be the way his parents would go, maybe he wasn't that close to them but… For the sake of the Unnamed God, they had been his parents. Still the shock did not come completely at that, but Elphaba; it had been Elphaba they say. The very girl who had been haunting his dreams for two years.

The procession had to be held in the Emerald City. Officials were worried about what the Wicked Witch might do.

"Fiyero? Fiyero, dear, you're day dreaming again." Glinda said lightly because they were in the presence of fellow attendees, but the pain in her eyes was obvious. She was as stunned by the news, unsure of how things could have gone downhill so quickly.

"Oh yes I'm sorry, I'm just… grieving." He said, giving his cousin a sad smile, he nodded in understanding and walked off to talk to his other friends.

Fiyero collapsed in a chair and Glinda looked at him concerned. "Glin, what happened? Why did she do this?"

She shook her head and looked to Fiyero guilt written all over her face. "I don't know, but Fiyero I need to tell you something, I saw Elphaba three or so months after she left…" A flash of hurt crossed his eyes at the fact she didn't tell him earlier, but he said nothing. "She was confused, I could tell but… she didn't recognize me- at all... If she did there must've been a reason why she avoided me. There was something different about her too, you could… just feel it and the way she looked, oh Fiyero what's happened to her? I feel so horrible… I should've-" Fiyero firmly put his hand around her upper arm.

"Don't do this to yourself, we can't go back now but we'll find a way to make things better, I promise. Okay Glinda- hey look at me- it's not your fault."

"Your parents may have been alive if…"

"Don't." He said a little more sharply giving her a look that said he didn't want to talk about it. "Elphaba's just too proud of a person to admit she's hurt and lost right now… But we'll find a way to bring her back, I promise." Fiyero took Glinda into his warm embrace and rubbed her back gently as she cried over her lost friend.

Elphaba sat in the king's throne lazily with one arm strung over the arm rest and her feet kicked up on the other side. Her broom rested against the queen's throne adjacent to her. She huffed as she twirled a strand of hair that had un-tucked itself from under her hat absentmindedly. She went over what she had done a week ago and frowned.

Killing them hadn't actually been in her plans. She hated to admit it but she actually kind of regretted it, having the blood on your hands of two Vinkun royalty was not good. Maybe some part of her actually regretted it- morally. 'Fiyero…' She pushed the thought aside. She hated having nothing to do. She stood and kicked up her broom which immediately righted itself at her touch.

Her mind drifted to her goal, overthrow the Wizard and restore power to the Animals, she doubted it would be nice to get revenge at the same time. She knew there was no way to do it alone, despite how good she was at magic. The Vinkus was against her, hell, most of Oz was probably against her…

Munchkin Land, Nessa- Father. Elphaba smirked and mounted her broom. It took her a good three hours to get there. The wind was pushing her back and she wanted to avoid being seen.

Nessarose swept back her hair with her free hand, the other held up a mirror. Out of the corner of her eye she saw something dart across the room. The spun around on her wheel chair to face that side of the room. Elphaba snickered. "Don't be so skittish. It's only me, Nessie."

Nessa didn't want to believe the rumors about her sister as she stood right before her eyes. But she couldn't help doing so. Elphaba did look entirely different even her aura seemed different, darker and musky. Nessa had never even been one to believe in anything like that. She only looked to the Unnamed God.

The hat that Glinda had given her sat on her head like a crown and cast an ominous shadow over her face. Her face was hollow, but not gaunt. Her eyebrows were arched in defiance and eyes narrowed till you could only see a bit of her dark chocolate eyes which now looked more like ebony. The dress she wore was tattered, the skirt consisting of dozens of pieces of fabric, the bodice and arms the same looked as if they were hastily sewn together. She had wrapped a dark cloak around herself.

"What are you doing? You're not welcome here or anywhere." Nessa said coldly.

"You're not happy to see me? No matter, I'm sure Father will be willing to help me if I… persuade him then." Elphaba began towards where he usually stayed. Nessa stopped her at the doorway.

"Father's dead, he died. Once he had heard what you had done… I can't believe you would even show your face here! I doubt you care though, you've already killed once. If you want help you're going to have to find another way, you heartless witch!" She had advanced on her in her chair.

Boq walked into the room, carrying a tray. "Madame, it's tea-" He started still eyeing the platter, he began to look up and saw Elphaba. The tray fell to the ground and the contents shattered. She green witch looked onto their new guest with interest.

"Is he still your love interest?" Elphaba asked to Nessa who nodded. She tilted her head to one side and swiftly opened her satchel pulling out a large bound leather book.

"Then I'll show you heartless." She snarled. Elphaba fell to the ground gracefully and began flipping through the thin pages, she stopped once she found what she was looking for and began to chant.

"Ah... Tum... Tah... Tae... Meno non cordo meno non cordo cordahlos vivahlos vivahlos meno non cordo vivahlos vivahlos meno non cordo..." She put the two spells together and contorted the words so they would function differently from what the spell had intended. She rose satisfied when Boq began to wither in pain, clutching where his heart would be. His jaw shifted to the side, showing a casing of silver crawling its way up to his hair line making his hair protrude as slivers of silver. She could hear Nessarose screaming as she witnessed Boq entirely turned into tin.

He was on the ground, both were unsure if he was breathing until his eyes snapped open, the only human thing left about him. "What have you done to me?!" He demanded as he got up and made his way to the fire place, taking the wood chopping axe they used and turned back to Elphaba with a dangerous gleam in his eye. He charged towards Elphaba, the weapon raised. She flung him back with a casual flick of her hand.

"I… will bide my time, you will pay for doing this you witch!" He screamed walking out the door, still carrying the axe.

"No! Boq, please come back- Elphaba, please I'll help you with whatever you want… just please bring him back!" She pleaded. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"No, it's too late now. You were too weak and foolish to see what the winning side would be, you should have offered your help before. You will die with the rest who defy me." She began to leave but Nessa stopped her once again.

"If I can't have Boq then… you can't have Fiyero!" Elphaba's eyes narrowed and she turned back to her sister. "What do you mean?" She said in a low voice.

"He's getting married today- to Glinda." Elphaba's jaw dropped slightly. 'No…' She glared at her sister one more time before leaving and mounting her broom, once again heading to the Emerald City.

The crowds were panic stricken. Perhaps telling them what had happened to the king and queen of the Vinkus had not been such a good idea, but luckily for Glinda it was also a day of good news. Fiyero had been promoted to Captain of the Guard. The former had retired and gladly appointed Fiyero in this time of darkness. He thought if anyone could lead them out of it, it would be Prince Fiyero.

Fiyero bowed his head and kneeled accepting his new responsibility. He had grown since his carefree days in Shiz. He now understood life was not for the brainless.

Glinda cleared her throat two days later, "Fellow Ozians, in this time of grief we have something new to celebrate." Madame Morrible took over for her.

"Today we welcome Captain Fiyero, soon to be crowned king of the Vinkus... how does it feel?" Fiyero frowned, only then realizing what his father's death meant for him.

"Frustrating, but I will avenge my parents in the hunt for Elph-" He faltered for a second, unsure of how to continue. "For the Wicked Witch of the West!" He shouted over the roar of the crowd, it hurt him to say that but… He can't forgive her for what she did. Morrible simply laughed.

"No, I have no doubt you mean well Captain… but I mean on your engagement." Fiyero whipped around to Glinda who was smiling sheepishly at him. He angrily made his way to her and guided her to the exit and to the alley of the outside celebration, leaving the guests and deemed 'important' people of Oz chatting excitedly.

"Fiyero, dearest, Fifi… to become king you need a queen and… you love me anyway, right?" Glinda pressed looking into Fiyero's deep blue eyes, pouting slightly.

"Yes, of course." He said softly, taking her hands in his. "I'm sorry I just… of course I'll marry you, Glinda, if it makes you happy." He forced a smile not missed by the blonde.

"But you'll be happy too, right?"

"You know me… hah, I'm always happy." He smiled and danced out of the ally way, leaving Glinda alone.

As soon as Fiyero was out of sight Elphaba leapt down from the top of the building silently behind Glinda. She raised her hands and covered Glinda's mouth and took her by the waist, deeper into the dark alley ways of the Emerald City.

Glinda gasped but the sound was muffled by the person's hand- it was green. Her eyes widened and she started to try to talk but failed miserably. Finally she was released and roughly pushed against the wall.

"Elphie!" She gaped.

Elphaba hissed and ignored her. "You have everything I ever worked for, ever deserved. And in a single day you managed to take it from me!" She stepped up to glare at her in the eyes, their noses nearly touching. She stopped for a moment then punched her hard in the stomach. Glinda doubled over and while she was down Elphaba slapped her cheek, careful not to leave a mark.

"You are a worthless, pathetic excuse of a witch, now we can do this the easy or hard way, my sweet. You go back to that party like nothing's happened and leave me to my plans or I will kill each and every single person, women and child who is standing out there and show them what a real witch looks like." She could feel Elphaba's hot breath as she whispered into her ear. The revulsion in her voice was obvious. Glinda's heart beat against her chest, she knew either way things would not end well.

Okay we're doing the same game with the chapter titles you guess what musical it's from. If you can't name this one I will hunt you down and kill you :) This chapter's title is No Good Deed.

By the way, Donna Vivino- Elphaba, now. Look her up,Wicked - Defying Gravity w/ Donna and Alli. First time I heard her: PLAJIBGIUWYRNAIJGNSF. EARGASM.

Elphie your WWW

The real AU-ness will come after the Wizard's Chamber scene.