Oz was in a war. The worst in it's history at that. The rebels from Quox, north from Gillikin, put up a fight that Oz wasn't prepared for. And who better to lead Oz to victory than none other than Fiyero Tiggular? The Wizard of Oz appointed him to general, and had faith that he would lead Oz to victory.

"General, I'm putting a lot of faith in you. I hope you don't disappoint."

"I wont let you down, your Ozness." Fiyero said, bowing in respect.

"Now, onto some minor business. Since you are a high ranking officer, you will be appointed a Housecarl."

"Housecarl? What is that?"

"Someone who will protect you with his or her life. Here she is now. Thropp, is it?" he said turning to her.

"Yes, your Ozness." Elphaba said quietly.

Fiyero looked over to her had to keep his mouth from gaping open. She was beautiful. Olive skin, ebony hair. Not too short either. She was perfect.

"Now then, you must go now general. Make Oz proud," The Wizard said as he dismissed them from the throne room.

Outside, Fiyero said, "What's your name?"

"Thropp."

"Your real name."

"Elphaba Thropp."

"Elphaba…it suits you. Its nice to meet you Elphaba."

"You as well, general."

Fiyero and Elphaba went off to Gillikin to start the attacks on the rebels. There was only one thought going through his mind ; What was a girl like that doing in the war?