(A/N: alright, pretty fast for an update, huh? Yeah! So, I was really bored and happy I guess, so I wrote something really stupid. It's a cat fight between Mark and Fiyero, it's bonus really, the rest of the chapter is serious. So yeah. You guys are awesome for reading and reviewing, thank you to everyone! btw-sorry for any spelling mishaps or punctuation etc. Enjoy and review!!!)
****BONUS CHAPTER******THE DOG FIGHT
Mark pulled Elphaba away from Fiyero and kissed her softly. Fiyero felt his blood begin to boil.
"What a touching display of love." Fiyero sneered sarcastically.
"I don't think we have anything to say to one another." Mark said stiffly.
"I wanted her to remember me, and all that was left of her memory was Galinda, because that stupid spell walked off with her memory." said Fiyero, "So I would appreciate some time alone with Elphaba to....reacquaint ourselves." Fiyero went to Elphaba and kneeled down in front of her, "Please Elphaba, please, please remember me." he whispered, looking into her eyes.
"Oh Fiyero, you realize, she probably forgot you on purpose." Mark said.
"It was an accident!" Fiyero yelled, standing back up to face Mark.
"Well, maybe it wasn't an accident......." said Mark.
"Then what do you call it?" asked Fiyero.
"A very purposeful intention, caused by the desire and will to purposefully forget you." said Mark, as though it should have been obvious.
"So you think memories just disappear, out of the blue?" asked Fiyero.
"No I never--" Mark stuttered as Fiyero's fist came a little too close to Mark's face for his liking.
"No, of course you never, you're too busy telling everyone how shitty everything is!" Fiyero said.
"Well, this is New York City, people expect me to--" Mark began.
"Bitch?" asked Fiyero.
"Keep filming!" Mark shouted, "And what exactly do you, besides prance around in your tight pants, trying to steal everyone's girlfriends?"
"Well," Fiyero began, "We can't all be dumped by lesbians! And since when you do have the right to accuse me of stealing?!"
"You're trying to steal my girlfriend now!" Mark yelled defensively.
"Now wait, just one clock tick," Fiyero began, outraged at Mark's accusation, "I know it may be difficult, for that shitty little dork brain of yours to comprehend, that someone like her could actually choose someone like me, but it's happened, it's real, and you can wave that ridiculous scarf all you want, you can't change it! She doesn't love you, she never did and she never will, she loves me!" Fiyero felt a sharp blow to his face. He looked at Mark before cracking up. He laughed a while then stopped and looked at Mark again.
"Feel better now?" asked Fiyero.
"No, not really, I think I just made my hand hurt a little...." Mark began, rubbing his hand.
"Well, that puts me at an advantage!" Fiyero yelled, punching Mark right back. Mark spun around as the force of the punch spun him. He turned back to glare at Fiyero. Fiyero was brandishing his fists in front of him. Mark took his scarf off and swung it around like a lasso, before flicking it like a whip. They ran at each other then. About two seconds into the fight, Mark realized his scarf was no match for Fiyero's fists, so he abandoned the scarf and used his fists too.
"Ow!" Mark cried as he felt his nose get punched.
"Sweet Oz, you've got nails! You fruit basket!" Fiyero yelled as his lip got cut. Finally, they were pulled apart. Galinda, Lucas, Elphaba, Angel and Collins pulled Fiyero away and Maureen, Joanne, Roger and Mimi pulled Mark away.
"Let go, I almost had him!" Mark yelled.
"Really?" Collins asked, "'Cause it looked like you were about to get your ass whooped." Collins muttered.
"I can't believe you'd do this, use my own friends against me!" Mark cried.
"What? I don't even know them!" Fiyero said, referring to Angel and Collins, who both giggled at Fiyero and licked their lips.
"Let the scarf boy go!" Elphaba said, "Or explain to all of New York City why the bohos watched while Angel the Gay kissed Fiyero the Straight." everyone gasped. Elphaba continued, "Let him go."
"Please for the love Oz, let Mark go!" Fiyero said, leaning away from Angel, who barked loudly, "No, keep holding onto the scarf boy!" Fiyero gave Maureen the puppy eyes and she let go of Mark reluctantly. Elphaba sighed with relief.
"Now nobody kill each other, and I'm going to get the first aid kit." she said, walking away.
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********CHAPTER NINE************
Everyone froze as they saw Elphaba being pushed out of the bathroom. She stumbled but Raman caught her. He held her to him and pressed his blade to her neck.
"Now, there's two ways this can go. She can live, or she can die." said Raman, pressing the blade sharper into her skin.
"Let her go!" Fiyero cried. Raman flicked the blade dangerously and grinned evilly.
"Actually, I kind of like holding her." said Raman, letting his hand slide along her waist. Elphaba jumped and struggled to get away, but just like she remembered, he had an iron hold on her.
"You pervert!" Maureen screamed, making to walk forward.
"Ah, ah, ah," Raman tutted, "I wouldn't come any closer." he moved the knife to her arm and cut her there, to show that he really would use the knife. Elphaba winced as the blade cut her skin. A line of blood slipped up to the surface and began to slide down her arm sickly.
"Stop!" Mark yelled, taking a step forward instinctively. Raman moved the knife back to her neck and Mark backed up quickly.
"Now, I'm going to chant a spell, and while I'm chanting it, no one will come near us, or I'll kill her." said Raman.
"You won't kill her, otherwise you wouldn't have come all this way!" Galinda said.
"Fine," Raman glowered at her, "I'll cut her up some though." he said, sliding the knife across the side of her face, making a thin scar. Elphaba winced again and tried to pull away from the blade, but he only dug it a little farther and she cried out as the pain shot through her. She felt blood running down her face now and she saw the panicked looks on everyone's faces. She looked at Fiyero and wanted to do nothing but run to him and kiss him and be with him. He looked like he loved her so much, and she loved him, she remembered and she loved him.
"Stop!" Lucas yelled.
"Someone get me a candle and light it." Raman ordered. Nobody moved. Raman twitched the knife and Joanne quickly brought him a candle and lit it. Raman smirked at her, "Thanks sweetheart." he said. Joanne felt herself get sick. Raman chanted a short spell and then blew lightly on the flame. The flame swirled into the air to create a glowing green ball of fire. The ball rushed at Raman and Elphaba. Just before the flames hit them, Maureen jumped towards them and grabbed Elphaba's hand, but it was too late, and all three of them disappeared in a flash of white light.
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When Maureen could see again, she found herself in a dark warehouse. It was night time, the lights were off, the only light provided was the eerie glow of the moon beams that flooded in. Elphaba and Raman were a few feet away. Raman instantly put his hand over her mouth and clutched her tighter to him. Maureen felt her stomach churn at the sight. Over the past two, three months or so, she and Elphaba had become great friends. Elphaba and Galinda just kind of were so loveable that way. Collins even told Elphaba she could turn him out if he wasn't so in love with Angel. Maureen hid behind a large crate as she made eye-contact with Elphaba. She knew showing herself wouldn't do anyone any good, Raman was big enough to hold them both. And as of now, Raman didn't know Maureen had managed to come along. She watched Raman and Elphaba from where she crouched, fighting the urge to punch Raman. He caressed Elphaba's face, almost gently, until he forcibly kissed her. She tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let her. Finally he let her pull away and he covered her mouth with his hand again.
"I'm taking you to visit some old friends." he told her, leading her through the warehouse. Maureen followed behind, ducking behind crates and things. She felt so terrible for not being able to do anything but follow, and not help. She felt terrible every time she watched Elphaba stumble, and Raman roughly jerk her back up and push her forward. Raman went to a door where there was a number key pad. He punched in the right password and the door opened. It almost closed, but Maureen was thin enough to slip in soundlessly behind them. Past the door were more crates and darkness. The moon shone through small windows at the very top of the walls. Two people stood there in the center of the room, a chair positioned in front of them. As soon as Elphaba saw them, her eyes widened and she managed to wriggle out of Raman's grip in her panic and she tried to run. She barely moved, for Raman caught her as quickly as she'd gotten away and pulled her back roughly.
"No, please, what do you want?" asked Elphaba. Raman pushed her into the chair and tied her to it.
"As you so recently figured out," said the Wizard, walking around her in a circle, "I don't have any powers, so I need you to do spells for me. You'll be the Wizard's Grand Vizier, isn't that what you always wanted?"
"No! I hate you!" Elphaba yelled. Maureen was watching the whole scene, spells, magic, powers? Was that what they wantd Elphaba for? Was Elphaba magical? Elphaba was silenced by a sharp backhand.
"You will remain silent from now on." said the Wizard, "Unless I ask you to speak. Now, where was I? Oh yes, spells. I wouldn't ask—no force you to do this at all, but you're the only one who can read the Grimmerie, speaking of which....where is it?"
"I don't have it." said Elphaba, "I don't know."
"Liar!" Morrible said, "She's lying!"
"You see Elphaba, Morrible just learned a new spell, you can lie in her presence, she'll know." said the Wizard, "So don't lie." he backhanded her again, "And tell me where the hell the book is."
"I don't know." Elphaba repeated.
"You stupid girl! I told you we can tell when you're lying!" the Wizard shouted.
"Just because you can tell when I'm lying, doesn't mean I won't lie!" Elphaba said.
"Just tell us the truth Elphaba," said the Wizard, "And this will be a lot less painful." he took Raman's knife and held it in front of her threateningly.
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An hour or so later, the Wizard, Morrible and Raman left the room, saying they'd be back tomorrow. Maureen had seen any of what went on, because the Wizard, Morrible and Raman unknowingly blocked her view of Elphaba. She was horrified at what she saw when they finally left. Elphaba was tied to the chair, more cuts decorated her arms and face and she had a bad bruise on the right side of her face. When the door closed, Elphaba looked.
"Maureen?" she whispered, "Mo?" Maureen crawled out from behind the crate and quickly went to Elphaba's side. She started to undo the rope, but Elphaba stopped her.
"No, don't." said Elphaba, "They'll catch me and then you too! I can't have you getting hurt. They'll probably come and check on me throughout the night, I need to stay. You and I can't fight them all off. Go get help ok?"
"Elphaba," Maureen said, "I can't believe they did this to you." said Maureen, lightly touching the bruise on Elphaba's face. Elphaba flinched at even the light pressure on her face. Maureen looked at Elphaba's arms and the rest of her face, caked with dried blood and scars.
"It's not as bad as it looks." Elphaba lied, "Just go, before you get caught. Get help." Maureen nodded and gave Elphaba a quick hug before darting away.