Thoughts of a Scarecrow

By Watson

Prologue:

"General Fieyro, you have been found guilty of treason against the state of OZ and consorting with the Wicked Witch of the west. How do you plead to these charges?"

"Guilty."

"Guilty? You do realize if you confess to being under a spell of the witch that we can assume that you were not against the Wizard-"

"That would be possible, if it were true. But I can not lie, not about this. I am guilty of this crime you speak of, but for me it is love and seeing the truth behind lies."

"Humph! You're words leave us with no choice but to invoke the highest punishment available to us. You are to hang here until you die of starvation or of dehydration. Any caught giving you help will be also condemned to die."

They latch my arms to the pole, hands wrapped around the bar and yet not able to grab it, as if they know I want to pull it down. They then turn to leave, finally leaving me alone. That's good, I was sick of listening to them anyway.

They have left me here to die I assume, so this is what it has come to? So be it. I guess I don't care any more. Well, that is to say I do care, someone has to save Elphaba. She is not to blame for any of this! She is a rebel, a warrior, one of the people who think! I can't believe that the world can be so…so…Brainless? Funny, didn't I use that line once? I did but it wasn't me saying it. What do you have to say now dancer, now that your feet are hanging off the ground and the vultures are hovering over your head? Still think it's easier for the brainless, to go walking through life without a care in the world? If you were brainless you would have given into all that stuff they said about Elphaba, but you are not brainless so you can't. It would make life so much easier wouldn't it, but you can't, because you've seen too much to be brainless.

Galinda, are you begging for my life right now? I figure you are. Trying to save that pretty picture that you put up in front of you, and it is just killing you that the real picture isn't perfect. And what are you doing, my wicked Elphaba? Trying to think of a way to save me? Save your spells kindly wicked witch, I'm not worth the time. I already screwed up as I let things get this out of hand. With all my power, with my entire kingdom, and with all my charm I couldn't do a thing to save your reputation, and now maybe your life. What will they do when they realize that you don't melt with water? It's too hard to think about that, both in the head and the heart. You didn't deserve any of this. Father always said that foolish words mean nothing especially when they come from his foolish son, who never buckled down on anything. I could only imagine what he thinks now. But understand, Elphaba, I speak truth when I say I love you.

Forgive me as it comes out of the mouth of an idiot. I do love you; you did something to me that you can't take back. So don't worry about losing me because it's not possible now. All the wizards in the world can't cover it up.

I feel something inside now, something warm and it's strange. Could it be love, guilt, or is it you Elphaba? Did I just hear your voice? The feeling is growing…I can't feel my feet any more, now my leg and now…Elphaba! Don't leave me! It's scary here alone!

Author Notes: I like to put these at the end, to keep people from thinking things before reading and to make their own opinions, if that makes any sense. Anyway, I like this one more than my other 'Wicked' fanfiction; maybe because it is written better, maybe because Fiyero and the Scarecrow are my favorite characters, I don't know. But this is a musical-verse piece with a mix of the Judy Garland movie (since no one really takes that into consideration). My best knowledge of the original Wizard of OZ book is the movie and an old book on tape which I had as a kid. I might add a little more of the book later, as it would be interesting to mix in some of the original WICKED story. My other work- The Wizards of OZ- I am hoping to make more about the book, with a lot of musical. Please tell me what you like or don't like because I like constructive stuff! Stuff I can work on please! Thanks.

-Watson

Author Notes (10/6/05): Finally, the first part of Thoughts of a Scarecrow: the Edited Version has come. This has been in a long time coming, it comes now mostly because I want to make this my best piece and work on the sequel. I plan to add more to all the chapters and even some more chapters in entirety. So if anyone still likes this story, please come by and see what you think of the new story.

-Watson