Chapter 1:
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Disclaimer: Hee hee!! I've managed to write my first fanfic!! Well, this is actually the second
one I've written, but the first one to be put up on fanfiction.net!! Hope you enjoy, and flames
are welcome in reviews. Please review!!
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"Vaccine time!" Foaly yelled out over the mass of groaning fairies. They had vaccine every
year, and only Foaly got out of it because he's a centaur. Holly hated vaccination with a
passion. She just didn't see the point of having a needle stuck into her arm, then being loaded
with drugs and feeling sore for the next three days. But, as usual, Root had woken her up
(through Holly's alarm clock, all thanks to Foaly), and told her if she didn't turn up, she would
be suspended. So, Holly was waiting in line for her vaccination.
"Foaly," the small elf started. "Why do we have to do this each year?"
"We? You, more like. You have to because you're a elf and I'm a centaur."
"And why am always first in line?"
"Dunno. Luck maybe. But you're not first today, Kelp was before you."
"Which one?"
"Trouble."
A loud "Owwwwwwwwwww!" suddenly broke out through the hall.
"I feel so weak without my magic though."
"But you know regulations, Holly. No fairy may have magic during immunisation because it will
try to combat the drug being administered."
"I hate you Foaly!"
"Always nice to meet a fan!"
"And why don't you have to have an injection?"
"Because I'm half-animal, and horses happen to have an EXCELLENT immune system."
"Next!" A high pitched voice came through the hall.
"That's you, fairy-girl." Foaly said, smirking at Holly.
"Did I mention I hate you?" and with that, Holly had walked of, leaving Foaly to talk to the
next elf, who was extremely nervous and had already leaked in his pants. That officer happened to be Grub Kelp.
"Perfect!" Foaly muttered.
Meanwhile:
"Good morning, young elf. My name is Johanna." An old lady with the high- pitched voice said
when Holly walked up to her. "Are you a bit nervous? Because it won't hurt at all."
"Uh, no, not really, I mean, it's just a needle."
"I have to ask you some questions before I give you the needle, is that okay?" she patted
Holly on the shoulder, like an old grandma that liked cats too much.
"Yeah sure. Fire away."
"Okay dear. First question; have you got a cold or virus of any kind?"
"Nope." Johanna jotted something onto a piece of paper.
"Second question; have you used any drugs in the last three months?"
"No." Again, Johanna jotted down something.
"Third question; are you pregnant?" Holly almost laughed. Her, pregnant? That would be like
Foaly admitting that human technology is better than his. It would NEVER happen.
"No way!" More writing.
"Forth question. Have you had any injections in the last month?"
"No." Even more writing.
"Fifth question. Have you had any alcohol in the last week?"
"Nope." You can guess what happens next, can't you?
"Last question. Have you got any questions you want to ask me?"
"Umm, no, I haven't."
"Good, good. Now, after I give the injection, I'll give you a small cotton swab. You place that
over where I put the injection and walk over there." She pointed towards a small area full of
beds, all very closely packed.
"Why?"
"So that we can see if you have any allergic reactions."
"Okay. Um, does it hurt much?" Holly didn't really like needles, they made her nervous, but she still kept her voice steady.
"No dear, it doesn't hurt." She picked up a long needle. Holly eyed it nervously as the old lady
filled it with medicine and carefully pushed it into the fleshy top part of Holly's arm. She pulled
it out and then grabbed a cotton swab and placed it over the small prick for Holly. "Now, over to the beds."
Holly attempted to stand up, but fell back onto her chair. The medic got up, and helped Holly to her feet.
"Thanks." muttered Holly. "I'll be alright now."
"Okay dear," the medic, slowly letting go of Holly. "Now, over to the beds." she pointed. "And
take your time getting over there." Holly stumbled over to the beds, and there was Trouble Kelp,
sitting on the end of a bed, grinning, hand over the sore.
"Heya Holly. How was your injection?" Holly didn't reply. Instead she just stood there, swaying
like a leave in the wind.
"Holly?"
"Mmmh." She then threw up involuntarily all over the floor, but instead of vomit, it was blood.
Trouble guessed it to be about a litre or two.
"Uh, Holly, are you okay?" Trouble asked, worry ringing throughout his voice. He was
watching Holly very carefully. Holly suddenly collapsed onto the tile floor, hitting her head
hard on impact. Her mouth fell open and a strong flow of blood was pushing out.
"Medics! We need medics over here! An officer has just collapsed!" The medics were over to
Holly like skin on a stinkworm. They rolled her onto her back and inspected her.
"She's not breathing!" a not particularly bright medic exclaimed. Another medic rushed over.
"Check her heartbeat!" ordered the medic. The junior medic did so.
"Her heartbeat is slowing."
"I'm starting CPR. Stand back everyone!" The medic then tried to start CPR, but it wouldn't
work, because on each compression more blood came out of Holly's mouth. At this stage Holly
was completely covered in blood. "No, it's not working. She's lost too much blood already.
We need to get her into the hospital ward." He then picked Holly up and her head dropped
backwards like a rag dolls'. He than ran out of the room, with the other medics not far behind.
Trouble followed, and he could tell by the heavy footsteps he was being followed by Root. The
footsteps stopped, and Trouble turned around to see the commander talking to Foaly.
"Just keep everything under control while I'm gone, okay?"
"Sure thing, boss man."
"Thanks Foaly." Root turned around, and started to jog off. Trouble followed.
As soon as they were gone, all hell broke loose in the hall, and Foaly was left staring at the two officers retreating backs.
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YAY!!! First chapter down!! Hoped you liked it!!
Did you know that if hell is underground, then the elves would only tunnel a little bit further to
reach them. Speaking of hell, a friend of mine says; "Heaven doesn't want me and Hell's afraid I'll take over"
Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Oh, if you're wondering why they didn't use magic on Holly, you'll find out next chapter.
Yrs,
CMII
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Disclaimer: Hee hee!! I've managed to write my first fanfic!! Well, this is actually the second
one I've written, but the first one to be put up on fanfiction.net!! Hope you enjoy, and flames
are welcome in reviews. Please review!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Vaccine time!" Foaly yelled out over the mass of groaning fairies. They had vaccine every
year, and only Foaly got out of it because he's a centaur. Holly hated vaccination with a
passion. She just didn't see the point of having a needle stuck into her arm, then being loaded
with drugs and feeling sore for the next three days. But, as usual, Root had woken her up
(through Holly's alarm clock, all thanks to Foaly), and told her if she didn't turn up, she would
be suspended. So, Holly was waiting in line for her vaccination.
"Foaly," the small elf started. "Why do we have to do this each year?"
"We? You, more like. You have to because you're a elf and I'm a centaur."
"And why am always first in line?"
"Dunno. Luck maybe. But you're not first today, Kelp was before you."
"Which one?"
"Trouble."
A loud "Owwwwwwwwwww!" suddenly broke out through the hall.
"I feel so weak without my magic though."
"But you know regulations, Holly. No fairy may have magic during immunisation because it will
try to combat the drug being administered."
"I hate you Foaly!"
"Always nice to meet a fan!"
"And why don't you have to have an injection?"
"Because I'm half-animal, and horses happen to have an EXCELLENT immune system."
"Next!" A high pitched voice came through the hall.
"That's you, fairy-girl." Foaly said, smirking at Holly.
"Did I mention I hate you?" and with that, Holly had walked of, leaving Foaly to talk to the
next elf, who was extremely nervous and had already leaked in his pants. That officer happened to be Grub Kelp.
"Perfect!" Foaly muttered.
Meanwhile:
"Good morning, young elf. My name is Johanna." An old lady with the high- pitched voice said
when Holly walked up to her. "Are you a bit nervous? Because it won't hurt at all."
"Uh, no, not really, I mean, it's just a needle."
"I have to ask you some questions before I give you the needle, is that okay?" she patted
Holly on the shoulder, like an old grandma that liked cats too much.
"Yeah sure. Fire away."
"Okay dear. First question; have you got a cold or virus of any kind?"
"Nope." Johanna jotted something onto a piece of paper.
"Second question; have you used any drugs in the last three months?"
"No." Again, Johanna jotted down something.
"Third question; are you pregnant?" Holly almost laughed. Her, pregnant? That would be like
Foaly admitting that human technology is better than his. It would NEVER happen.
"No way!" More writing.
"Forth question. Have you had any injections in the last month?"
"No." Even more writing.
"Fifth question. Have you had any alcohol in the last week?"
"Nope." You can guess what happens next, can't you?
"Last question. Have you got any questions you want to ask me?"
"Umm, no, I haven't."
"Good, good. Now, after I give the injection, I'll give you a small cotton swab. You place that
over where I put the injection and walk over there." She pointed towards a small area full of
beds, all very closely packed.
"Why?"
"So that we can see if you have any allergic reactions."
"Okay. Um, does it hurt much?" Holly didn't really like needles, they made her nervous, but she still kept her voice steady.
"No dear, it doesn't hurt." She picked up a long needle. Holly eyed it nervously as the old lady
filled it with medicine and carefully pushed it into the fleshy top part of Holly's arm. She pulled
it out and then grabbed a cotton swab and placed it over the small prick for Holly. "Now, over to the beds."
Holly attempted to stand up, but fell back onto her chair. The medic got up, and helped Holly to her feet.
"Thanks." muttered Holly. "I'll be alright now."
"Okay dear," the medic, slowly letting go of Holly. "Now, over to the beds." she pointed. "And
take your time getting over there." Holly stumbled over to the beds, and there was Trouble Kelp,
sitting on the end of a bed, grinning, hand over the sore.
"Heya Holly. How was your injection?" Holly didn't reply. Instead she just stood there, swaying
like a leave in the wind.
"Holly?"
"Mmmh." She then threw up involuntarily all over the floor, but instead of vomit, it was blood.
Trouble guessed it to be about a litre or two.
"Uh, Holly, are you okay?" Trouble asked, worry ringing throughout his voice. He was
watching Holly very carefully. Holly suddenly collapsed onto the tile floor, hitting her head
hard on impact. Her mouth fell open and a strong flow of blood was pushing out.
"Medics! We need medics over here! An officer has just collapsed!" The medics were over to
Holly like skin on a stinkworm. They rolled her onto her back and inspected her.
"She's not breathing!" a not particularly bright medic exclaimed. Another medic rushed over.
"Check her heartbeat!" ordered the medic. The junior medic did so.
"Her heartbeat is slowing."
"I'm starting CPR. Stand back everyone!" The medic then tried to start CPR, but it wouldn't
work, because on each compression more blood came out of Holly's mouth. At this stage Holly
was completely covered in blood. "No, it's not working. She's lost too much blood already.
We need to get her into the hospital ward." He then picked Holly up and her head dropped
backwards like a rag dolls'. He than ran out of the room, with the other medics not far behind.
Trouble followed, and he could tell by the heavy footsteps he was being followed by Root. The
footsteps stopped, and Trouble turned around to see the commander talking to Foaly.
"Just keep everything under control while I'm gone, okay?"
"Sure thing, boss man."
"Thanks Foaly." Root turned around, and started to jog off. Trouble followed.
As soon as they were gone, all hell broke loose in the hall, and Foaly was left staring at the two officers retreating backs.
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YAY!!! First chapter down!! Hoped you liked it!!
Did you know that if hell is underground, then the elves would only tunnel a little bit further to
reach them. Speaking of hell, a friend of mine says; "Heaven doesn't want me and Hell's afraid I'll take over"
Anyway, PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Oh, if you're wondering why they didn't use magic on Holly, you'll find out next chapter.
Yrs,
CMII
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