Elphaba'sGirl: I actually thought it would be nice to have Morrible be a nice person in this fanfiction. I personally think this story is far from 'glorious', but I'm so happy you like it. And of course, what would a Wicked fanfiction be without a little Fiyeraba? :D
Chapter 2
Elphaba sat in a tree, watching the new students arrive at Shiz University. Elphaba was eighteen years old now and old enough to be a real student. That didn't matter to her now. She'd been listening in on classes since she was five years old. Elphaba was smarter then anyone her age. She also didn't wanna give up her title as "The Ghost of Shiz" yet. She'd been having too much fun. "I'm gonna enjoy this." Elphaba chuckled. Over the years, Elphaba had become an extremely skilled sorceress, successfully casting any spell she attempted. With a wave of her hand, the sky darkened with storm clouds. A snap of her fingers and a clap of thunder rumbled. Elphaba cackled, hearing the cries and screams of the new students.
Every year, Elphaba took pride in creating the most spectacular show to scare the new students. It was simply her way of getting revenge for all those times people bullied her. Thankfully, Madame Morrible didn't mind. "Welcome new students! I believe I need no introduction, but to those who have not heard of me, I am The Ghost of Shiz University! Don't be frightened. Of all the years I have lived here, nobody has ever been hurt. Of course, nobody has ever dared to cross my path. So if you care to have a pleasant stay here, I suggest not upsetting me. Understood? Good! Farewell students. I hope to see you in the halls!" Elphaba let out a cackle as she finished her yearly speech. The green girl climbed out of the tree before running back inside the school.
"A g-g-ghost? Here?" Glinda shrieked, her and Nessarose hugging each other out of fear. "Ha! Ghosts don't scare me! I'm gonna catch the creature and force it to leave this school forever!" Fiyero announced, obviously very certain on himself. "No, Fiyero! You heard what the ghost said!" Nessa cried, trying to stop him. "don't worry, Nessa. No ghost is gonna get me." Fiyero assured the wheelchair-bound girl. "O-okay. Just please be careful." Nessa whispered, still scared. "We should probably get to our rooms now." Glinda suggested, clutching the handles of Nessa's wheelchair. "Thats a good idea. Lets go." Nessa said, and they all went inside.
Elphaba roamed the halls, staying in the shadows in case someone were to pass by. She smirked, remembering the terror in the new students eyes when she spoke to them all earlier. This was certainly going to be a fun year. Elphaba suddenly turned, hearing people approaching. She pressed herself against a dark corner, staying out of sight. A minute later, two girls and a boy walked down the hall. One of the girls was in a wheelchair. Elphaba smirked, having an idea for a prank.
The green girl let out a cackle, making the three students freeze where they were. Elphaba waved her hand, sending the wheelchair spinning in circles. The girl in a chair let out a scream. "Nessa!" the other two students cried, trying to stop the spinning chair. "Miss Nessarose!" Another voice shrieked. Madame Morrible came running down the hall. She snapped her fingers, making the wheelchair freeze. "Aw! No fair! I was just having some fun!" Elphaba's voice echoed threw the hall. "Miss Ghost! You do not sent the governor of Munchkinland's daughter spinning!" Morrible spoke to what seemed like nobody. "The governor's daughter, huh? Then you must be Miss Nessarose Thropp. I've always wanted to meet you." Elphaba was now speaking to a terrified Nessa. "Y-you've heard of me?" Nessa asked. "Oh, yes! You know who I am as well. Of course, if I told you my name, that would ruin the fun!" Elphaba chuckled.
"Leave the poor girl alone! You've caused enough trouble already." Morrible muttered. "Why, thank you Madame! Causing trouble is my job. But of course, I will respect your wishes and leave Miss Nessarose alone...for now." Elphaba cackled before leaving. "I'm so terribly sorry Miss Nessarose. This is my fault for giving the ghost too much freedom. I promise you I will have a talk with the ghost later and make sure she does not bother you again." Morrible apologized toNessa. "W-what did she mean when she said I knew her?" Nessa asked, shaking from the scare she had just had.
Morrible sighed. "I'm afraid only the ghost can tell you that. Who knows what she might do if I told anyone her secret. I am terribly sorry, Miss Nessarose, but I must go now. I hope you have a pleasant stay here." Morrible explained before leaving, leaving the confused group of students behind.
Elphaba sat in her bed, laughing, when Morrible came into the room. She looked furious. "Miss Elphaba! You are taking this much too far! How could you do such a thing to your sister!?" Morrible yelled. "Oh, don't worry! You really think I would hurt her? And how was I suppose to know she was my sister? I haven't seen the girl since I was first left here!" Elphaba protested. "I don't care! I will not have the governor of Munchkinland mad at me!" Morrible shrieked. "Oh, I'd love to get revenge on that man I used to call a father!" Elphaba cackled. "Elphaba! Ever since you became this ghost, you've been nothing but trouble! Now either you tone it down a little, or I take away your magic privileges until you've learned to behave!" Morrible threatened. She hated to yell at Elphaba, but this was going to far.
"You wouldn't!" Elphaba gasped. "I would, and I will if you continue to do these crazy pranks! I'm not asking you to stop, I just want you to be more careful about the students. I know you've been hurt, but that is no reason for you to take your anger out on people who weren't even responsible for your pain. Please Elphaba, just listen to me for once." Morrible pleaded with the green girl. Elphaba sighed. "Fine. I'll try to tone down my jokes." She muttered. "Good girl." Morrible smiled. Morrible was about to leave the room again, when Elphaba stopped her. "Madame?" She asked. "Yes, dearie?" Morrible responded, turning to face Elphaba again. "D-do you think I can go to the welcome ball tomorrow night? You know, as myself? I just wanna see if people will except me for who I am or not." Elphaba said in a whisper. Elphaba's question made Morrible smile. "I think that's a splendid idea. Of course you can go." She replied. And for the first time in forever, Elphaba gave her a real, genuine smile.