Disclaimer: Let's start as I mean to go on. I do NOT own LOTR or any
related subjecty type things. I wish I did, but I don't, so don't sue. By
all means enjoy it, but don't sue me.
A/N: Right then, I decided that instead carrying on ANE and have it be Eru knows how many chapters long, I would start a whole new sequel to it. That way, old and new story lines don't get confusing. The original story line for ANE got lost somewhere, not sure where exactly, but somewhere. So, yep, anyway, here we go.
The plotting 'joke' (and I use that term lightly) was not my idea. It occurred in a conversation about this chapter, once again offered by the ever stupid Mary-Jo! (Ya know I luv ya really, honey! ^_~ In a friends way! And I don't know what that is yet, before you ask!)
Luvs Elfie xXxXx PS. Can everyone say nice things to Tafi to make her feel better please? She's feeling a bit down at the moment and needs cheering up! Don't worry sweetie, it'll all be all right in the end!
Chapter 1
On a warm September afternoon, in depths of some nasty, stinky prison, in a cold bare cell, Clare sat staring out of the window. Four stupid months she'd been in that prison, and for four stupid months she'd been stewing over her hatred for Michelle. For that's what it had turned into. Pure, burning hatred. It was Michelle's fault she'd been thrown into that hellhole. If Michelle had paid more attention to them, she wouldn't have agreed to Becky's plan. It was a hatred she now wished to act on.
She had plotted and plotted and plotted again until she had a nice patch of vegetables that even Sam would be jealous of. Then she decided she should get down to working out a vengeance plan.
"I'VE GOT IT!" she exclaimed. "How could I have been so stupid?!" She whooped in delight. Then she heard a loud bang on the door and: "Keep it down in there!" yelled at her. To which she merely laughed.
"Go screw yourself!" she shouted and followed it up with more laughter. The guard outside angrily grabbed at the keys hanging from his side. He quickly found the right key and unlocked the door. It swung open and, to his horror, Clare wasn't in the room.
He ran as fast as he could to the entrance where he knew some other guards were.
"Alert the King!" he ordered. "A prisoner has escaped!"
"What do you mean she's escaped?!" yelled Aragorn when the messenger arrived and told him the news.
"Just as I said, sire," he replied. "She's escaped."
"But how?!" said Aragorn. "Was she left unguarded?"
"Nay, sire, she was guarded," he said. "The guard on duty was standing outside her cell and she started making all this noise. He told her to quieten down and she told him to. er."
"Say it, man!" said Aragorn irritably.
"Well, she replied with 'go screw yourself'," said the messenger. He blushed slightly at swearing to the King, but he continued. "When he opened up the cell, she'd gone."
"I want all available guards searching the City," ordered Aragorn. "But I want a couple sent to Prince Legolas and his family. They are not to be left unguarded." He had suddenly remembered Clare's little power that she possessed and the little vendetta she had against Michelle and Robyn. "In fact, I need to speak with them. Send a messenger to them at once. I request them here as soon as possible."
"No, I don't like that," said Robyn with a frown. "It's too. I dunno, but I don't like it."
"Well, you haven't come up with anything better," said Ash.
"Look, we're not really getting anywhere with this, are we?" she said. He shook his head. "Shall we give it a rest for today?
"Gladly," he sighed. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Just ignore it," said Robyn, who was very comfortably curled up on the sofa next to Ash. He had his arm round her and she felt she could so easily go to sleep right where she was. It sounded again.
"I think you should answer it," said Ash.
"Oh, for Eru's sake!" She stood up and started towards the door. It sounded again. "Alright! I'm coming!" she yelled. She opened the door. "What do you want?"
"Are you Michelle?" asked the messenger.
"No, I'm her daughter," she said.
"Is your mother or father in?" he said.
"I'm afraid not," said Robyn. "Can I be of any help?"
"The King requests you and your family to go to the Palace," said the messenger. "It is most urgent. I must ask you to make your way there now and I will attempt to find your parents." And with that, he left.
"OK then," she said, as she shut the door. "What the heck was that about?"
"Who was it?" said Ash.
"Some messenger person," she said. "Says I've got to go to the Palace. Ara- er, King Aragorn wants me, Mom and Dad there, ASAP. He's gone off to find Mom and Dad now. I've got to go up. You don't want to walk with me do you? I can't be bothered to go alone."
"Sure," he said. "We going now?"
"He said it was urgent, so I guess we should," she said.
"Come on, then," he said.
She reached the Palace shortly before Michelle and Legolas and she had a slightly more laid back attitude towards being there than they did. Well, until Aragorn told them what had happened that is.
"Clare has escaped," he said.
"What?!" said Michelle and Robyn in unison.
"How?" said Legolas, just to be different. "I thought she was guarded night and day. How can she have just escaped?"
"What he said," said Robyn.
"We have all forgotten the little 'power' she has," said Aragorn. "Seemingly, she had forgotten also, but Clare has the capability to disappear and appear wherever she wishes. We have no idea where she has gone, but we've figured that she's probably escaped for one reason. Revenge."
"Against who?" said Robyn, forgetting momentarily about being kidnapped and beaten.
"Against us, you fool!" said Michelle. "Do you not remember Becky and Clare taking us down to that stinky basement?"
"Oh yeah," she said. "I'd forgotten about that."
"She's turning into her dad," muttered Legolas. Michelle span round and glared at him.
"What was that?!" she hissed.
"Nothing! Didn't say a word! No ma'am!" he said quickly. She whacked him hard.
"Don't call me ma'am!" she shouted.
"OK, sweetie, I won't," he said patronisingly. She hit him again.
"Don't talk to me like that!" she yelled.
"Yes, Mrs. Wife," he said timidly. Robyn cracked up.
"Oh, mom, you make me laugh!" she giggled. When she finally stopped laughing, she changed the subject back to what it had been. "Anyway, what's going to happen then?"
"I have guards searching everywhere for her," said Aragorn. "But I don't think it'll be of any use. Even if she was caught, she'd just disappear again. The truth is, we'll never be able to capture her."
"You mean to say we've got to spend the rest of our lives looking over our shoulder wherever we go?" said Robyn.
"For the moment, yes," said Aragorn. "But, hopefully not the rest of your lives. I've ordered the guards to kill her on sight."
"Kill?" said Michelle. "But."
"Mom, she tried to kill us!" said Robyn, not believing Michelle could even think twice about it.
"I know," she said, "but she was still once my best friend, regardless whether she turned against me. She wasn't always cruel. She was once kind-"
"But she's not anymore," said Legolas. "Now she is cruel and probably wishes to kill you both. And in doing so, we wouldn't lose two lives, but four."
"But still." she began.
"MOM!" cried Robyn. "I can't believe you! Do you not understand? She. Tried. To. Kill. Us. And she's still trying!"
But is killing her the way to solve this?"
"She isn't going to stop until she's harmed you," said Legolas, "possibly both of you. And if the only way to stop her is death, then we needn't think twice about it."
"You're right," said Michelle. "Yes, I'm sorry, it's just thinking about the past and everything."
"We understand," said Legolas. "It's hard for you, but the past is the past. People change and not always for the better, as we've seen. The only way we'll ever be safe is if she dies. There is no other way."
"Legolas is right, Michelle," said Aragorn. "She is very dangerous and only death will stop her."
"All right," she said, "but I'm not happy."
"You're just too caring," said Robyn, semi-sarcastically.
A/N: Right then, I decided that instead carrying on ANE and have it be Eru knows how many chapters long, I would start a whole new sequel to it. That way, old and new story lines don't get confusing. The original story line for ANE got lost somewhere, not sure where exactly, but somewhere. So, yep, anyway, here we go.
The plotting 'joke' (and I use that term lightly) was not my idea. It occurred in a conversation about this chapter, once again offered by the ever stupid Mary-Jo! (Ya know I luv ya really, honey! ^_~ In a friends way! And I don't know what that is yet, before you ask!)
Luvs Elfie xXxXx PS. Can everyone say nice things to Tafi to make her feel better please? She's feeling a bit down at the moment and needs cheering up! Don't worry sweetie, it'll all be all right in the end!
Chapter 1
On a warm September afternoon, in depths of some nasty, stinky prison, in a cold bare cell, Clare sat staring out of the window. Four stupid months she'd been in that prison, and for four stupid months she'd been stewing over her hatred for Michelle. For that's what it had turned into. Pure, burning hatred. It was Michelle's fault she'd been thrown into that hellhole. If Michelle had paid more attention to them, she wouldn't have agreed to Becky's plan. It was a hatred she now wished to act on.
She had plotted and plotted and plotted again until she had a nice patch of vegetables that even Sam would be jealous of. Then she decided she should get down to working out a vengeance plan.
"I'VE GOT IT!" she exclaimed. "How could I have been so stupid?!" She whooped in delight. Then she heard a loud bang on the door and: "Keep it down in there!" yelled at her. To which she merely laughed.
"Go screw yourself!" she shouted and followed it up with more laughter. The guard outside angrily grabbed at the keys hanging from his side. He quickly found the right key and unlocked the door. It swung open and, to his horror, Clare wasn't in the room.
He ran as fast as he could to the entrance where he knew some other guards were.
"Alert the King!" he ordered. "A prisoner has escaped!"
"What do you mean she's escaped?!" yelled Aragorn when the messenger arrived and told him the news.
"Just as I said, sire," he replied. "She's escaped."
"But how?!" said Aragorn. "Was she left unguarded?"
"Nay, sire, she was guarded," he said. "The guard on duty was standing outside her cell and she started making all this noise. He told her to quieten down and she told him to. er."
"Say it, man!" said Aragorn irritably.
"Well, she replied with 'go screw yourself'," said the messenger. He blushed slightly at swearing to the King, but he continued. "When he opened up the cell, she'd gone."
"I want all available guards searching the City," ordered Aragorn. "But I want a couple sent to Prince Legolas and his family. They are not to be left unguarded." He had suddenly remembered Clare's little power that she possessed and the little vendetta she had against Michelle and Robyn. "In fact, I need to speak with them. Send a messenger to them at once. I request them here as soon as possible."
"No, I don't like that," said Robyn with a frown. "It's too. I dunno, but I don't like it."
"Well, you haven't come up with anything better," said Ash.
"Look, we're not really getting anywhere with this, are we?" she said. He shook his head. "Shall we give it a rest for today?
"Gladly," he sighed. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Just ignore it," said Robyn, who was very comfortably curled up on the sofa next to Ash. He had his arm round her and she felt she could so easily go to sleep right where she was. It sounded again.
"I think you should answer it," said Ash.
"Oh, for Eru's sake!" She stood up and started towards the door. It sounded again. "Alright! I'm coming!" she yelled. She opened the door. "What do you want?"
"Are you Michelle?" asked the messenger.
"No, I'm her daughter," she said.
"Is your mother or father in?" he said.
"I'm afraid not," said Robyn. "Can I be of any help?"
"The King requests you and your family to go to the Palace," said the messenger. "It is most urgent. I must ask you to make your way there now and I will attempt to find your parents." And with that, he left.
"OK then," she said, as she shut the door. "What the heck was that about?"
"Who was it?" said Ash.
"Some messenger person," she said. "Says I've got to go to the Palace. Ara- er, King Aragorn wants me, Mom and Dad there, ASAP. He's gone off to find Mom and Dad now. I've got to go up. You don't want to walk with me do you? I can't be bothered to go alone."
"Sure," he said. "We going now?"
"He said it was urgent, so I guess we should," she said.
"Come on, then," he said.
She reached the Palace shortly before Michelle and Legolas and she had a slightly more laid back attitude towards being there than they did. Well, until Aragorn told them what had happened that is.
"Clare has escaped," he said.
"What?!" said Michelle and Robyn in unison.
"How?" said Legolas, just to be different. "I thought she was guarded night and day. How can she have just escaped?"
"What he said," said Robyn.
"We have all forgotten the little 'power' she has," said Aragorn. "Seemingly, she had forgotten also, but Clare has the capability to disappear and appear wherever she wishes. We have no idea where she has gone, but we've figured that she's probably escaped for one reason. Revenge."
"Against who?" said Robyn, forgetting momentarily about being kidnapped and beaten.
"Against us, you fool!" said Michelle. "Do you not remember Becky and Clare taking us down to that stinky basement?"
"Oh yeah," she said. "I'd forgotten about that."
"She's turning into her dad," muttered Legolas. Michelle span round and glared at him.
"What was that?!" she hissed.
"Nothing! Didn't say a word! No ma'am!" he said quickly. She whacked him hard.
"Don't call me ma'am!" she shouted.
"OK, sweetie, I won't," he said patronisingly. She hit him again.
"Don't talk to me like that!" she yelled.
"Yes, Mrs. Wife," he said timidly. Robyn cracked up.
"Oh, mom, you make me laugh!" she giggled. When she finally stopped laughing, she changed the subject back to what it had been. "Anyway, what's going to happen then?"
"I have guards searching everywhere for her," said Aragorn. "But I don't think it'll be of any use. Even if she was caught, she'd just disappear again. The truth is, we'll never be able to capture her."
"You mean to say we've got to spend the rest of our lives looking over our shoulder wherever we go?" said Robyn.
"For the moment, yes," said Aragorn. "But, hopefully not the rest of your lives. I've ordered the guards to kill her on sight."
"Kill?" said Michelle. "But."
"Mom, she tried to kill us!" said Robyn, not believing Michelle could even think twice about it.
"I know," she said, "but she was still once my best friend, regardless whether she turned against me. She wasn't always cruel. She was once kind-"
"But she's not anymore," said Legolas. "Now she is cruel and probably wishes to kill you both. And in doing so, we wouldn't lose two lives, but four."
"But still." she began.
"MOM!" cried Robyn. "I can't believe you! Do you not understand? She. Tried. To. Kill. Us. And she's still trying!"
But is killing her the way to solve this?"
"She isn't going to stop until she's harmed you," said Legolas, "possibly both of you. And if the only way to stop her is death, then we needn't think twice about it."
"You're right," said Michelle. "Yes, I'm sorry, it's just thinking about the past and everything."
"We understand," said Legolas. "It's hard for you, but the past is the past. People change and not always for the better, as we've seen. The only way we'll ever be safe is if she dies. There is no other way."
"Legolas is right, Michelle," said Aragorn. "She is very dangerous and only death will stop her."
"All right," she said, "but I'm not happy."
"You're just too caring," said Robyn, semi-sarcastically.