"No one mourns the wicked, No one cries they won't return, No one lays a lily on their grave..." These are the words of the people of Oz, the ones who cheer at the death of the Wicked Witch of the West. But do they ring true? Is no requiem sung for those who the world scorns? *** A short epilogue for the musical Wicked, taking place a few months after the play's ending. I do not own any of these characters or properties; this is simply a fan-fiction from a loving fan of the play. Enjoy :)

For centuries, his family have headed the watch over Illiona's Western sea. For centuries, they have guarded the realm from the pirating threats of its waters. Now, a new threat shall come. The day started like any other. But it ended like nothing the realm had ever known. Or would ever know again. ******************* This is a short story from an idea that I had for a novel a few years ago. It's not too long, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them in the comments!

Becky Carson is a 21 year old YouTuber. She decides to move away from Canada and to England to live with one of her best Internet friends, and fellow youtuber, Zoe Sugg. When she meets Zoe's brother, Joe Sugg, she instantly develops a crush on him. If you'd like to find out what will happen to the two, then start reading! {Highest Ranking: #23 in FanFiction} *** this story needs serious editing and is updated very slowly.***