Oz

Chapter Five

I put the little girl back on the couch as The Wizard comes in the room. He's holding a black pointed hat. One side of the hat is curved up a little.

"Where's Glinda?" he asks. I shrug my shoulders.

"She went looking for a box," I say looking up at him, "What do you need her for?"

"The guards found this hat in the dark forest. I want to show it to her," He responds. Flashes of a memory come back but I can't see it clearly. It's enough for me to want to see more.

"Can I see that hat?" I ask as I stand up.

"I rather you not," he says pulling the hat closer to himself. I laugh at that, So protective over a stupid hat. I move closer to The Wizard, taunting him. I can tell that he is starting to feel uneasy. I grin wide.

"Why are you so worried about me touching that hat? It's not even yours or Glinda's!" I pressure even closer to him. If looks could kill, I'd be dead, "Or maybe it belongs to a girl you love that's not Glinda!" I'm about to say my other accusation right before he strikes me with his fist. My head hits the wall hard and I accidentally bite the inside of my cheek, filling it with blood. Pain courses through my chest as I gasp for air. Glinda is in the doorway that led to other rooms when I look up. She is to busy yelling at The Wizard to notice me.

In the spirit of the Unnamed God! Tears burn like fire! The little china girl notices my pain and follows me on the way to the closest door. I swing the door open and before anyone notices it's barricaded. I'm in the closet so I hide in the racks of clothes, waiting for my pain to subside. It flows through my body at a very slow pace.

There are knocks at the door, Glinda begging for me to let her in.

I must have passed out because when I wake the pain is gone and the knocking has stopped. I get up from my hiding spot in the rack and look in the mirror. I see what I remember myself as.

Pointed chin, black long hair, brown eyes, pinched facial features, ravenous white teeth, green skin clinging to the sharp angles of my bones. How I was made. The mirror cracks before I look away.

"Miss Elphaba?" A small voice calls from below me. The little china girl. I had forgotten she followed me. I kneel down.

"Yes child?" My mind seems more refined now. My thoughts don't drift off.

"Are you still going to go look for Theodora?" The child asks. Theodora. Glinda's sister. My sister.

"Yes I'll start tonight. I'm going to change out of this wretched blue dress first, into something more suitable for travel," I say unbuttoning my corset as I turn the corner of the large maze of a closet. On the wall sits a lone outfit of black. It's my dress and cape I wore when I arrived. I tear the clothes off the wall and put them on.

Glinda must have sewn up the holes because it looks as if it were new. Sweeping back to little china girl I scoop her up in my hands and take down the barricade.