Made From Broken Parts
Chapter 3
Darkness Swirls and
Wakes Imagination
AN: thanks to everyone who sent a review for the last chapter, yes Frex can be such a jerk. Anyways here's the next chapter. I hope you all like it and please, review, reviews are love, and they help to inspire another chapter
The echoing cries of pain, resound against the half empty room, as its occupants; the witnesses to a silent macabre of violence, and hate, stand frozen, unable to move, to think, just barely managing to breath, after the horrors they had bared witness to just moments before.
It shouldn't have shocked him, not in the slightest, for he knew all too well the fractured relationship between the green girl, and her father. Still, a small part of him had hoped, that the love a father held for their offspring, would offset any hatred that Frex may have held for his child. Especially after hearing the travesty that had befallen his daughter, heir to Munchkinland, flesh of his flesh, blood of his blood.
Still, that didn't matter. All Frex saw, all he felt was indescribable anger, hatred and resentment. Whatever had befallen his daughter, he felt she deserved and more. After all, it was her fault that his precious Nessa was without a mother, that his beloved Melena was not here, standing by his side, loving him, baring more children to the prestigious Thropp line, holding him at night, and comforting his broken heart, soothing away his pain, and chasing away his nightmares.
Frex was alone, physically, mentally, and spiritually. He had Nessa, which gave him some comfort. But still, the love of a daughter was nothing compared to your soul mate, your one true love, the other part of your soul.
Neither Nessa nor Elphaba knew, but late at night, Frex would awaken from the dead of sleep, drenched in cold sweat, breathing heavy, his chest burning, tears stinging his eyes. After a few moments, he would break down, and cry. Cry for the love he had lost, for the life taken way too soon, and for the mother that Nessa would never know.
Galinda was the first to gain control over her rigid body. Slowly, she made her way over to the crumpled mass of green splayed with tangles of raven. The small body, curved into a ball, trembled as violent sobs beset her small frame.
The little blonde's heart, cracked at the sight of her friend, crying brokenly on the ground. Never in her wildest dreams, had she ever imagined, would she bear witness to her friend falling further and further into despair, broken and bleeding on the ground, a fragment of what she once was.
Yet here it was, the unimagined, imagined, her darkest fears, coming true, her nightmares breaking free from the realms of darkness, spilling freely into the cool, icy pool of reality.
Unconsciously, Galinda's body shivered against her wretched reality, as tears sprung to her eyes. Her heart cracked just a little bit more, at hearing the whimpered pleas, escaping quavering lips.
"Daddy…daddy…please…come back…daddy"
Slowly, the blonde turned to once again face the Prince. And whatever reservations she had left within her already splintered soul, shattered more at the sight of her Prince, her beloved friend, standing broken before her. This day, truly was a day of hell. When a person's worst fears seem to spring to life, tormenting its victim, and leaving them a crumpled mess.
"Fiyero" whispers Galinda.
"Glinny…what now?" asks Fiyero, his voice low, yet broken at the same time.
Shaking her head, her bouncy curls sprang like corkscrews against her shoulders, as the tears she had struggled to keep at bay, pour down her face, smearing her make up.
"I…I don't know" replies Galinda, her voice trembling.
Painfully, Galinda tears her eyes away from the broken figure of the once dashing prince, to the crumpled form of her friend and roommate. Slowly, ever so carefully, Galinda kneels beside her. Reaching a hand out towards her, Galinda very slowly, brushes lithe fingers against the green girl's shaking shoulder.
Yelping, Elphaba jumped away from Galinda's touch. Frantic, Elphaba scoots herself against the wall, her slender emerald arms wrap protectively against her knees now curled tight against her heaving chest. Her chocolate eyes hold a myriad of pain, and fear, mirrored by tears that reflect the small glimmers of gold dust, sprinkled like the stars in the sky, within the gentle swirl of her dark orbs.
"It's going to be alright…you'll see…everything will turn out alright" replies Galinda, her voice soft, yet heavy with tears. Painfully, Galinda gives Elphaba a watery smile.
Elphaba's head snaps up, the tears in her eyes hang carelessly along the edges of her eyes as the pain once swimming within her chocolate orbs vanish, and darkness, soon takes its place.
"Fine? Everything is going to be fine?" asks Elphaba, her voice low, icy, and dark.
Gulping, Galinda instinctively backs away as Elphaba gracefully rises back to her feet. Her dark orbs glare maniacally back at the bubbly blonde.
"Fine…fine…fine!" shrieks Elphaba, her voice rising with each punctuation of the phrase.
Fiyero unconsciously grips onto Galinda's tiny hands as his body stiffens at the coldness, the darkness welling within the green woman's normally warm, hypnotic chocolate brown eyes. The darkness alone, swirling like a light feathered mist upon a milk pond, stirs the biting ice of fear, to stab at his heart. Never, had he seen such darkness, in all his time growing up in the Vinkus and beyond. And it scared him, shook him to his very core. Especially, considering such darkness dwelled within Oz's most powerful witch.
"Do you honestly believe that? Do you even know or understand what it's like to wake up and be completely lost, hollow inside? To feel like a piece of you is missing that you may never get back!"
"No" squeaks Galinda.
Like Fiyero, this anger, this darkness inside her friend scared her. Elphaba had a temper, that she knew, but she'd never seen the green girl this angry, this enraged. And she hoped to never again.
Cautiously, Galinda let go of Fiyero's arm. Holding out her hand, Galinda very daintily, took a step towards the fuming emerald witch.
Being in-tuned to magick, Galinda alone was able to see the ebony gossamer myst, swirl around her friend, growing darker, and pulsing with each quavering breath the green girl took.
A hard gasp slipped past Galinda's lips, for never had she seen an aura as dark as this. Normally, whenever Galinda looked at the green girl, an aura of pure white mixed with dusts of gold, sparkled around her friend; an aura of pure light, that's what Galinda called it; the darkness encapsulating her friend now, encasing the blonde in a coffin of ice and pain, a symphony of never ending agony.
"Galinda…what?" starts Fiyero, but is immediately silenced, as a wave of dark magick sends him hurtling back.
Galinda turns at the sound of a sickening crack, resounds within the large dorm room. Her dark, cerulean eyes widen in horror, as Fiyero's limp body, slowly slides down the wall, and crumples like a rag doll to the ground.
"Elphie…what in Oz name did you do!" screeches Galinda, whirling around to glare icily back at the emerald witch.
"Stay back!" snarls Elphaba.
With a majestic wave of her hand, Elphaba sends Galinda hurtling back to slam against the very same wall that Fiyero had impacted, but a few seconds ago.
Pain, explodes throughout her body, as her back makes contact with the wall. Bones crack, echoing within her ear, blood rushes to her ears, and the world, slowly starts to tilt before her eyes.
Biting back the darkness, Galinda forces her eyes to remain open. Her entire body screams back at her to give into the darkness, to fall into the sea of ebony lace, and remain, forever in eternity, within its silken warmth.
"Elphie" whispers Galinda weakly.
A devilish smile, tugs at the sides of the green girl's lips, the smile, sent shivers of ice, to rain down Galinda's back, numbing the pain, temporarily. Her smile, though elegant, was evil, twisted in darkness, icy, and wicked.
"She's no longer here" replies Elphaba, her voice low, almost demonic.
Unable to hold onto consciousness any longer, Galinda's body lurched, before plummeting into the sweet symphony of darkness.
"Galinda…Galinda…wake up…oh Oz please…open your eyes!"
A voice, familiar, filled with worry, echoed within the blonde's head. Pain, pounded within the darkened chambers of her minds prison, making the heavenly feel of slumber, weighs heavily on her consciousness. If this was death, then she'd gladly give in to its hypnotic symphony. For here, in Death, nothing could touch her, no pain, no darkness, just sleep, heavenly sleep, and peace.
A sharp pain to her cheek, made the darkness around her shatter. Instantly, the blonde was once again hurled out of the land of what-might-have-been, and into sweet, depressing reality.
Groaning, Galinda weakly opened her eyes, much against the screaming protests of her mind and body. Her vision blurs, before clearing to reveal a very worried Fiyero, sitting hunched in a chair.
"Fiyero?" croaks Galinda.
"Oh thank Oz you're alright" sighs Fiyero.
"What…what happened?" asks Galinda, her voice was raw, hoarse, from unused. Just how long had she been unconscious?
"You were knocked unconscious…probably by Elphaba" sighs Fiyero. Though Fiyero knew all too well that it was Elphaba, who had used her magick against them, he still, didn't want to believe it. The same excuse kept circling his head, easing the pain of betrayal. After all, Elphaba wasn't herself, so she really couldn't be held accountable for what she had done…right?
"Elphie did this?" squeaks Galinda.
"I'm afraid so" whispers Fiyero, his voice cracking a bit.
It broke the blonde's heart, hearing the pain laced deep within the Prince's voice. The love he felt for the green girl ran deep. Deeper than Galinda had ever dared seen. Never, in all her life, had she believed a love as deep, as true as Fiyero's could ever exist. Yet here it was, screaming back in her face. It warmed, yet pained the blonde, simply knowing that such a love would never be reciprocated to her.
"We have to find her Galinda…Oz knows what could happen to her" panics Fiyero.
"We don't even know where she could have gone" replies Galinda softly.
"We won't if we stay here" smiles Fiyero.
Carefully, Galinda slid herself out of the bed. A slight gasp slipped past her lips, as her legs buckled beneath her. Instantly, warm arms snaked towards her, one wrapping around her slender waist, the other, around her arm.
A deep blush plumed across Galinda's cheeks, once the feel of someone's warm body presses against her own, with her head, gently cradled within the crook of a neck. Slowly, Galinda lifted her head up to stare misty-eyed back into soft sapphire. Her lips, a mere breathe away from the Prince's.
"Fiyero" whispers Galinda.
Lithely, Fiyero brushes his lips against Galinda's forehead, before pulling back to stare concerned into dazzling cerulean.
"You alright Glin?" asks Fiyero softly.
"Yes" breathes Galinda. Unconsciously, Galinda brings her hand up to cup around Fiyero's neck, bringing her lips closer to the Prince's. His hot breath fell over her skin, making her shiver.
Absently, Fiyero brings his hand up, and gently cradles the blonde's face, bringing her lips even closer to his own. He could almost taste her lips against his, the heat of her flesh pulsed against his. All he would have to do is lean down just an inch, and his lips would capture hers.
'Yero'
Immediately, Fiyero stiffens at the echoing voice of his beloved, pulses within his head. His eyes, wide with horror, as the full realization of what he and Galinda had almost done slams into his skull. He almost kissed her, oh Oz he almost kissed Galinda! What in Oz's name was wrong with him! He was in love with Elphaba, wasn't he?
Coughing, Fiyero very carefully pulled away from the blonde, leaving her confused, and a bit light-headed.
"We should probably go find Fae" replies Fiyero, after a few awkward moments of silence.
"Yeah" replies Galinda confused.
"Wandering child…so lost…so helpless…yearning for guidance"
Whirling around, Elphaba's dark, chocolate eyes glare menacingly into the swirl of darkness, encircling around her. An icy mist slowly creeps over Elphaba's body, freezing her in place.
"Who's there? Show yourself or by Oz I will!" growls Elphaba, the darkness in her voice crescendos in time with the darkness igniting within her body.
"You seek solace within the darkness…answers to a quagmire no one can answer…relief from the never-ending pain and agony of your existence" coos the voice, soft as wind chimes, yet haunting.
"How…how do you?"
"I can give you what you seek…I alone can give you the answers…ease the pain, and eradicate the agony"
"Who are you?" queries Elphaba.
"One who can lead you out of the wretched light…and into the sweet serenity of darkness"
"How?" whispers Elphaba.
"Come into the darkness…and I shall show you the way…"
Neither Fiyero nor Galinda knew exactly how much time had gone by, since leaving the dorm in search of the emerald witch. Minutes, hour's maybe. Neither was sure, but after looking around the entire campus, and beyond, and coming up empty, both stood stumped, by the great statue of the founder of Shiz, contemplating their next move.
"Where in Oz could she have gone" growls Fiyero, frustrated.
"It's almost like she just…disappeared!" cries Galinda.
"She couldn't have…she just couldn't"
"Fiyero…we looked everywhere here on campus and even beyond…into the city…she's not anywhere!" cries Galinda again, rubbing her sore feet. 6 inch stiletto shoes were not the greatest of shoes to wear, when seeking out the emerald witch.
"Not everywhere" replies Fiyero, after a few moments of silence.
"Yes Fiyero…everywhere…why, where else haven't we looked?" queries Galinda.
"Nessa" replies Fiyero simply.