Hello my fellow Ozians! I know another new story from me after i've been dead for like months but I got this idea after I have seen Oz, the great and powerful but it doesn't follow the movie at all. Its setting in the Wicked world. Though I now picture Glinda as how she is portrayed in the movie by the lovely Michelle Williams, when she is an adult and out of Shiz. Anyways before I go on a tagnent on that I must tell you some key stuff about this story. It is set about twenty three years after the melting of the Wicked Witch of the West aka Elphaba Thropp and former lover of Glinda the good. There will be femslash in here so if you don't like it then don't read it. Glinda has a daughter name Emeraude that lives in the palace with her and will one day take over ruling Oz when ever Glinda steps down. Her other parent is an unknown, hence the title, but through the story will be made into light along with some other stuff. That you will see in the coming chapters. Fiyero does make a cameo apperance eventually. Don't worry I've written chapters in advance so you don't have to worry about me not posting for months at a time. Now, enjoy this first chapter in this story. I do not own any wicked characters at all except Emeraude. She is mine.

The Emerald City Palace is standing in all of its green glory in the middle of the Emerald City. People come daily just to marvel in all of its glory or to come and seek an audience with the lovely Glinda the Good, who has taken over the reign after the Wizard of Oz left and the Wicked Witch of the West, has been defeated by Dorothy Gale. If a person looks at balcony that is hovering above the doors, that leads in to the palace itself, they will see a lone person leaning on the green balcony. People always assume that it is Lady Glinda standing there watching over the people of Oz with her unwavering look but almost every one would be wrong. From far away it is easy to make that mistake for the person they are looking at has the same flowing, golden blonde locks, the porcelain skin tone, and the petite figure that Lady Glinda has but when you get closer to the young woman is where the difference lies. The blonde woman is a few inches taller than Lady Glinda, she has a strong jaw line, fuller lips, and instead of those stormy, blue eyes are deep, probing green ones. Plus, their names are different as well. Her name isn't Glinda the Good at all. Her name is Emeraude, daughter of Glinda the Good. The whispers through the people of Oz is that Emeraude is the product of Glinda the Good and the Wizard of Oz. Glinda has never confirmed this many say that she would be the most powerful witch there ever will be. Stronger than her mother and the Wicked witch of the West combined.

Emeraude gives a soft sigh as she runs her fingers through her golden mane before her green eyes look out to the shining, green city. She is bored and wants to go and explore the city again. Maybe look through the bookstores and get some more books to add to her already massive collection that is in her bed room. Emeraude bites her bottom lip in thought at how she could sneak out this time. Her mom has always been over protective of her ever since she has gotten older and could do her own magic. The young witch knows that Glinda has made Fiyero keep tabs on her at all times even though the Winkie prince has always protested that Emeraude is twenty-three years old and can go without an escort anymore. Her full lips now are pursed and her green eyes cast down to the ground with a hmmm. She can estimate that it's about a fifty five foot drop to the ground. The young witch looks around to make sure she that is alone before slowly backing up a few feet. Emeraude cracks her knuckles before running towards the balcony. She gives a grunt as she leaps over the balcony and falls gracefully towards the ground. The people on the ground give a gasp and point towards her as she keeps on falling. They can't believe they are seeing this before their eyes. They close their eyes waiting for the body to hit the ground but don't hear the sickening crack of a body hitting the cement. People start to clap when Emeraude slowly descends to the ground with no injuries what so ever. When her feet hit the ground she is surrounded by a group of admirers, all trying to speak to her at once. Emeraude knew that this would happen after she made that spectacular jump but she doesn't like people crowding her all at once. It is making her claustrophobic. Her breathing gets ragged as the people of Oz get even closer to her.

"Th...Thank you but I must go." Emeraude manages to squeeze out before she pushes through the crowd not caring if people get mad at her for what she doing. The young witch doesn't look back as she lowers her head slightly so no one can fully see her face. It is kind of hard to not be recognized by the people because they all know who she is and who her mother is as well. A stray blonde lock falls in front of her face and she quickly brushes it behind her ear. The young witch just hopes she can get to the book store and get lost in all the different stories that will be at her fingertips. Her footsteps start to slow down when she senses that nobody is around her now. She finally turns her head around and sees the Emerald Palace in the far distant. The young witch closes her eyes with a sharp exhale at the thought of her mom freaking out when she finds out that she has disappeared from the palace again. Guilt starts to gnaw at the back of her mind; she knows that she hasn't been the bests of daughters with always sneaking off to explore Oz. Don't get her wrong Emeraude loves her mother deeply and would do anything for it at the drop of the hat but all she wants to do is spread her wings a bit without somebody making sure she is all right. The young witch quickly looks away with another exhale. She can't look at the palace anymore because she knows her mom will be in any minute. Emeraude wraps her arms around her waist as she looks ahead while taking the same route she always take to get to the bookstore. The young witch takes a right turn and starts to walk some more but walks into a person coming the opposite way. Emeraude stumbles back but quickly catches her balance while the person she bumps into falls onto the ground with an oof. The young witch swallows hard as she quickly goes to the fallen person to go and help them up. She curses herself for not paying attention to her surroundings and now she could have hurt somebody.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention and I ….oh shit." Emeraude ends with a curse when she realizes who she has bumped into. A middle aged woman with mid back length, raven black hair and pale skin color. She is wearing black, leather pants with a simple, white blouse. Very annoyed, chocolate, brown eyes lock eyes with her frightened, green eyes. This isn't good at all; she is in so much trouble now. This person sitting before her is her mom's personal servant and somebody who helped raised her since she was a child. Her name is Raven and is the only person that Emeraude is afraid to be punished by. Raven's eyes narrow greatly when she sees Emeraude looking like she is ready to run away. That means that the young witch has run off without telling Glinda where she went to. The dark haired woman slowly gets to her feet while dusting herself off before setting a cool gaze with the young witch. When Raven gets to her full height she is the same height as Emeraude.

"Emeraude, What are you doing here? Does Glinda know you sneaked off again?" Raven questions in a calm voice but the underlying tone has deadliness to it. No matter what Emeraude can say it won't sway the raven haired woman what so ever. She can be a hard ass at times but the young witch knew that Raven loves and cares for her very much as she does to her. She is like a second mom to her. Contrary to popular belief that the Wizard is her father it's the farthest from the truth. The young witch doesn't know who her other parent is and every time she would ask her mom the good witch would change the subject.

"No, she doesn't." Emeraude answers meekly as she lowers her head in shame. Raven can easily bring it out of her with the mixture of that disappointed look in her eyes and the tone of voice she uses on her. She can feel those eyes drilling directly into her skull and her chest constricts while waiting for the raven haired woman to speak to her. Raven exhales sharply through her slightly sharp nose before walking towards the guilty witch with a hidden smirk on her face. A part of her is proud of Emeraude sneaky ways on getting out of the palace without Glinda knowing but that other half that is annoyed that she left the palace without Glinda knowing. She knows she has to be tough again on the young witch.

"Well, this is easily solved then. We are both going back to the palace before your mother starts freaking out that you are gone, yet again." Raven replies smoothly as she stands before Emeraude. The young witch looks up and her mouth ready to protest this but Raven quickly grabbed an ear with eyes sparkling. She knows what to do to get Emeraude to easily comply with her.

"Ow!" Emeraude whines as she is pulled closer by her mom's servant. She hates when she does this because it makes her feel like she is six years old again and foolish at the same time. The young witch thinks that's why she keeps doing this to her no matter how old she has gotten. Raven gives a chuckle at the look Emeraude is shooting at her. If she only had told Glinda that she is leaving the palace instead of sneaking out like always the young witch wouldn't be in this situation.

"Now, we are going back to the palace and you are going to tell your mother what you did, if she isn't in a panic already. Then you are not going anywhere for the rest of the night. I don't care if you had plans tonight they are officially canceled." Raven explains as she tugs the ear and makes Emeraude follow her with each tug. The young witch gives a grunt as she has no choice but to follow the servant back towards the palace where they both live. Now, she has to send some letters out to her friends on why she can't be with them at the concert tonight.

"This sucks."

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Glinda is standing on the balcony of her bedroom, her blue eyes giving a sweep of the area below her. A gentle breeze floats up towards her and caresses her face with almost of a lovers touch to it. She closes her eyes and enjoys the nice, warm breeze swirling all around her body. The good witch feels the stress start to melt away from her body. She doesn't notice a presence making themselves known to her.
"Emeraude is in her bedroom right now." Came the smooth voice of Raven from behind her. Glinda's eyes snap open when she heard her daughter's name. She inhales deeply while she puts her fingers to the bridge of her nose. The stress is starting to come back already. Don't get her wrong she loves her daughter to death but all this sneaking out and other stuff she does is getting to her a bit.

"That girl, I swear, will be the death of me. All she had to do is come to me and tell she was going to the bookstore. Instead she jumps five stories of the balcony to get out of the palace." Glinda says with exasperation as she puts her hand back down to her side. She doesn't know where her daughter gets these bright ideas sometimes. Her body relaxes when an arm sneaks around her waist and pulls her close to a warm body. Glinda closes her eyes and nestles her head on Raven's chest with a happy sigh. Being with Raven makes it all the better. The raven haired woman gives a soft chuckle as she kisses the top of Glinda's head with much affection.

"She is your daughter." Raven replies with a smirk. The good witch looks up to her and she opens her mouth to say something but the look on Raven's face made her close it soon after. Glinda looks down to the ground with many thoughts going through her head. Tears start to form in her eyes and a lump at her throat. This all getting to be too much for her. She sniffles slightly when a hand cups under her chin and gently lifts her head up to see hurting, brown eyes staring into her own blue ones. They didn't need to say anything to understand what the both of them are thinking. Raven gets closer to Glinda before bending down slightly and gently presses her lips against the slightly thinner ones. The good witch closes her eyes as she melts against the taller, thinner woman. Her arms wrap around the neck and Glinda deepens the kiss with a soft moan. Raven gives a soft shiver at feeling lithe fingers caress the back of her neck. The blonde haired woman knows just what spots to touch on her body. She slowly pulls away from the slightly swollen lips and one of her fingers runs down the frame of Glinda's face. Her eyes following the finger making a mental picture in her mind so she will never forget how her lover looks like at all, not even into old age.

"I love you Glinda." Raven whispers softly as she runs her fingers through the golden mane. Glinda inhales deeply at this declaration of love and tears come to her eyes again. She swallows hard at a finger gently wiping the tears that have fallen down her face. The good witch grabs the finger before pulling the pale hand to her lips and kisses the palm of the hand with much love.

"I love you too." Glinda pauses for a second as she struggles internally about what to say after that line. Her pink lips curve up into a smile as she reaches up and cups one of the pale cheeks with love and affection. Raven closes her eyes and leans into the touch with a soft smile on her face.

"Elphie."

OOH...I couldn't resist showing that Elphaba is alive and well but in disguise, if you did't figure that out durning the chapter. lol. I hope you like Emeraude and how the story is going after the first chapter. Send me a review if you love it, hate it or critism. :) anyways...I'll see you in chapter 2! Till next week.

DWK