The Wicked Witch of the East

by Maddieriley12

Nessa has survived the house that had fallen on her. Elphaba is gone, and Nessa is left in the arms of Glinda. But nothing is quite the same. But Nessa begins to wonder if Elphaba is really dead, or if everyone just likes to believe that way. Post-musical, some Fiyeraba. Rated T to be safe.

13. Chapter 13

Thanks for reading! Make sure to review! No QOD today. I just realized that I have been repeating the same ones :(. I also noticed some errors I have made in earlier chapters. I'll be sure to fix those.

Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked or anything referenced in here.

Glinda's POV

I wake up in the forest. I look around for Elphie, Nessa, and Fiyero, but Fiyero is the only one there. Elphie and Nessa are in the arms of Madame Morrible, as well as the Grimmerie. Tears fall from my eyes.

"This is a horrendible situation", I think out loud. I look over at Fiyero who is punching a tree in anger. I pull myself together and stand up. I walk over to Fiyero and address him by snapping my fingers in his face.

"What?!", he yells.

"We need to find Morrible to help Elphie and Nessa", I say.

Fiyero ponders for a second.

"I-I can't", he says.

"And why is that?", I ask.

"Because last time I tried to help them they... they both almost died", he says.

"But they didn't! No one else will help them if we don't!", I yell. "You know what? You don't have a choice. You're coming with me whether you like it or not".

I walk off, and Fiyero follows.

Nessa's POV

I wake up on the cold concrete floor, shivering. I look to my side and I see Elphaba sitting up against the wall.

"Are you awake?", I whisper.

"Yes", Elphaba nods.

It is silent for a few seconds.

"Do you think someone is coming for us?", I ask.

"I-I don't know", Elphaba responds. I hear the door creek open and the lights flash on. I struggle to pull myself into a sitting position with my arms until Elphaba helps me. Madame Morrible unlocks to door of the cell and throws something at my face. It hits me and my nose begins bleeding. I look at the item, which is now in my lap, and I realize it's my boots. I struggle to get them on at first, but I manage eventually. I try to stand, but I fall back down. Morrible grabs my wrist and jerks me upwards and I gain balance. Elphaba is struggling to stand up. It is clear her injuries are way worse than mine. She manages to make it to her feet, and I notice that she is holding her arm in a bent position. I am dragged away from Elphaba while screaming her name. Madame Morrible throws me through a clear door. I land in a dirt area surrounded by a high fence. She locks the door and I am left outside. The sky clouds over. I know exactly what her plan is, and I begin to panic. I look through the glass, and I see Madame Morrible wave her hands, smirking. It begins pouring buckets of rain. There are strong winds, and Morrible waves her hands in a circular motion. I am swept into the air, and sharp objects fly down from the sky. It rains harder, and I can hardly see. I don't know how Morrible's lair is not being swept up in this cyclone. She must have placed a spell on it. The cyclone stops suddenly, and I crash down to the ground, finally blacking out.

Elphaba's POV

I hear my sister's screams die down after the loud winds finish. A few minutes later she is thrown back into the cell, shivering and unconscious. Madame Morrible turns off every light in the dungeon, leaving us in pitch black. I shake my sister, trying to wake her up. She still won't move. I brush some of her wet hair out of her face. I still can't see very well, because Morrible left us in pitch black. I wrap my arms around my unconscious sister, and a few minutes later she stops breathing.