Disclaimer: I don't own TLW any of its characters or plotlines. 

And I also clearly don't own William Shakespeare's The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet.

I just use them to make this fun for you, plus it invaded my head and my muse is starting to antagonize me about it!! So I hope you like it!!          For her sake . . . .

Claimer: I do however own this plot idea and the characters that are not from the show. Please do not use it or them in any of your fics.  THANK YOU

Author's Pre Notes: Ah ok this is totally insane let me tell you. These are truly pre author's notes, I'm just beginning to write this, but I have decided to put this in early really for more of my own benefit so I can get it written out in front of me, and can remember exactly what I decided to do and stop changing things on myself. Do you know how frustrating that is? Grrr . . Let me tell you . . Very frustrating . . . But I figured you might find it amusing so . . enjoy

All right as the summery says I have decided to give you a retelling of William Shakespeare's 'The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet' Evil style with our favorite kind of TLW twist.

To clarify everything, here is what I did- err-am doing-

For anyone who actually knows the facts of this great play this should make a lot of sense, for those who don't it may make a bit less sense so try and bare with me it will come together in the end . . .I hope. .

I have kept the setting of the fic on the plateau just because it makes some things a bit more correct and I think I can do more with it anyway, so I have taken the city of Verona where the original play takes place and changed it to the city, rather, village of Zanga, now I know everyone is going, that's not the 'name' of the village just it's people, well to bad it's a compromise. Because I really have no idea if the Zanga village has an actual 'name' per say.

So instead of Verona it will be Zanga and Mantua where the other part of the play takes place with be the Cyzan village or just Cyzan rather, and yes my friends, Deanna and Robert are in this one to, sorry for those of you who don't like them, and for those who don't know them, please either take them as new characters or read 'The Woman in the Black Heeled Boots and the Friend Found' yes the title is wordy * sigh * oh well. If you have read it I personally think you will get more out of this story. But hey that's just me.

Yeah um, some of it well most of it is written in something like old English, I mean you can read it but it's flowery if I dare say. I wanted to keep the original effect so some of the lines the characters say are very uncharacteristic for them but I tried to match things up the best I could. And I use a lot, a lot, a lot of quotes right from the play. But I changed most of it, so it does make sense. Your head shouldn't be spinning, and if it does tell me and then um- call a doctor . .

So really, it is a retelling I just add more to it and switch things up a bit, then you know add the Evil spark and its fanfic an-flambé. DELICIOUS!!! LoL

All right here are some of the details that I changed as in character names or rather renames, I kept the TLW names for less chaos and confusion. But read the parts they 'play' just so you know how it relates to the original story.

I also changed a little bit of the plot, but I think I'll let you pick up on that little twist yourselves.

I've changed the family of Montague to the family of Challenger and the family of Capulet to the family of Summerlee.

I've also added some scenes and taken out some scenes, this is for a couple reasons, one for the sake of my sanity, to make it interesting, and add lots TLW fun, then of course one of the main reasons is-Do you guys know how LONG the original play is!!!!!! That's the part for the sake of my sanity. LOL I'll usually summarize what I took out, if I don't it's because it is totally unimportant or it doesn't apply to the way I'm taking my version of this work of genius. 

The Summerlees live in the tree house and the Challengers live in the Zanga village. In a big elaborate hut or furnished stone cave it doesn't really matter. And they aren't wearing their normal clothes that would be kinda weird considering the time period of the original and the language of my version so use your imagination, the villagers can look the same but as for the families it's more formal than what they usually wear in the show, plus I kinda got rid of the guns because it takes all the fight scenes out of the play. I mean *bang! * And the fights over. . *Large bird shrieks and falls into Evil's backyard * hmmm  .see what I mean. . LOL

Now that all that's done here is the character list going from play to this retold story.

CHARACTER LISTS

Montagues: Challengers

Capulets: Summerlees

FROM THE FAMILY OF MONTAGUES

Lord Montague: Professor George Edward Challenger

Lady Montague:  Jesse Challenger

Romeo: Roxton

Benvolio: Malone

Balthasar: one of the late Daknet's friends, Kety

Abram: another of Daknet's friends, Shermak

FROM THE FAMILY OF CAPULETS

Lord Capulet: Professor Arthur Summerlee

Lady Capulet: since we know Summerlee's dear wife had passed on, the 'nurse' and along with some other characters will be taking over most of her lines

Juliet: Marguerite (like that's a tough one)

Tybalt: Deanna looky!! I made Tybalt a girl and Deanna is almost perfect for it! It has a lot to do with the Evil twist in my version, you'll see . .*evil laughter*

Nurse: Veronica (sorry to all those Veronica fans, it's not as bad as it sounds. I changed the part a lot, you'll see, she is really more of Marguerite's hand maiden or lady in waiting)

Peter: young, comical boy, no older than 13, but in my version he is nameless

Sampson: Jarl

Gregory: Assai

An old man of the Summerlee family: this doesn't really need a person does it?.

FRIENDS OF THE FAMILIES OR NUTRALS

Prince Escalus ruler of Verona: Chief of Zanga, ruler of Zanga (kinda repetitive huh?)

Mercutio, Romeo's best friend: Robert,  (Just a side note in the real play I LOVE THIS CHARCTER to bad he can be such a well. . read it and decide, it is a little out of character for  dear sweet Robert but so is everyone else, at least a little.)

Friar Laurence, Franciscan friar: This can be one of the Zanga Shamans, I name him Jesabar, and so he is Shaman Jesabar

Friar John another Franciscan Friar: Another Shaman from the Zanga village, older, I name him Shaman Patansi

Count Paris: This I chose to be one of Marguerite's husbands the one that looks like the gargoyle, for those who have seen that episode, they never did give us a name for any of her mysterious and horrid husbands did they? OH well, so I dub him 'now', Count Horance Fantain (I got a little funky with that one I think. LOL) 

OTHERS

An Apothecary or druggist: witchdoctor who lives on the outskirts of Csyzan.

Page to Paris: nameless 13 yr old servant from the house of Summerlee

Chief watchman: Head warrior looks dressier than the others

Three Musicians

An officer: Some warrior, (make him cute it's fun)

Citizens of Verona, maskers, guards, watchman, and attendants: Villagers and warriors of Zanga

And so with an end to the notes onto the words . . . .

"Two households, both alike in dignity,

In fair Zanga, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life;

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

Do with their death bury their parents' strife.

The fearful passage of their death-marked love,

And the continuance of their parents' rage,

Which, but their children's end, naught could remove,

Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;

The which if you with patient ears attend,

What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend." Begins Evil (EIE) in a distinguished, wise yet mysterious voice . . . .

ACT I

Scene one

Assai and Jarl enter carrying buckets of coal to bring back to their masters' house, the house of Summerlee. They are armed, Assai with a short sword, Jarl a long sword and buckler on his arm.

"Assai on my word!! We will not carry coals!!" Jarl protested stubbornly to his wife as they passed the mocking villagers.

"No for then we will be coilers with dirty work, which you should remember my dear husband we have not." She said calmly trying to sooth his building temper as she carried her heavy buckets of coal along the dirt path.

"I mean if we be in anger we'll pull out our swords," he said obstinately

"Ay," she huffed beginning to become aggravated by this talk ,"While you still live, draw your neck out of the hangman's noose."

"I strike quickly, being moved." He said almost gallantly oblivious to her building annoyance to his stubborn ranting.

Assai rolled her eyes "But you are not quickly moved to strike." She reminded sweetly, making it more of an order than a comment

"A dog of the house of Challenger moves me!" he said continuing to be stubborn, irritating his young wife.

She sighed he did have a bit of a point but- "To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand. Therefore, if thou art moved, thou run'st away." She said as if remembering a rule or fable from her childhood. She smiled pleased with her answer.

"If a dog of the house of Challenger moved me to stand. I will -" he begins to go off onto another one of his rants

She interrupts him finally truly fed up with his raving.

"The quarrel is between our masters!"

"And us their men!" he snaps back.

"Perhaps but we are not to go about and act anything more than civil or anything less than that when not prompted to do so!!" she shouts back dropping her buckets of coal to the ground furiously.

"Then I feel we are about to be prompted," he said letting his demeanor seem to calm looking past her down the road. 

"Huh?" she said turning around, she growled in frustration feeling defeated. "Draw your weapon, here comes two of the house of Challenger!" she said reluctantly putting a hand on her own short sword.

Kety and Shermak enter scene coming from down the jungle path.

Jarl smiles smugly, his mood changing to one of arrogance and overconfidence. "My weapon is out. Quarrel! I will back you."

"How? Turn your back and run!" she said with a tone suggesting that their recent conversation was defiantly not forgotten. She had no intention of staying and starting another dispute, while she was quite aware that her husband in his present mood would gladly stay and get them both killed.

"Trust me, Fear me not"

"Oh I fear you!" she said in an almost scolding tone.

"I will do nothing, let us take the law on our side, let them begin."

"That's fine with me, let them be for all I care, but I will still frown as I pass them by."

"Now who is prompting what?" he said a twinkle in his eye.

"Just because I tolerate them and care more for keeping my life than starting a fray, doesn't mean I have to like them."

"Ay I will bite my thumb at them, which is disgrace to them if they bear it." He chuckled spitefully .

 (SIDE NOTE: the biting of the thumb for those who don't know was a obscene gesture back then, and still is in some countries so I don't suggest doing it if you're traveling, so be wary those of you who bite your nails, it may be miss interpreted. LOL, please continue . .)

He bites his thumb as they pass.

"Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?" questions Shermak

"I do bit my thumb sir." Said Jarl turning back to them arrogantly. Assai stands behind him a bit stone faced, although cautious of the whole situation.

"But I say, do you bite your thumb at us, sir?" Shermak repeats calmly.

Jarl thinks a minute and turns to his wife, "Is the law on our side if I say yes?" he whispers.

She glares at him, "No."

He swallows and tranquilly turns back to the men,

"No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir: But I bite my thumb, sir."

Assai turns away rolling her eyes exasperated 'he just had to add something' she thought closing her eyes pressing her fingers to her temple. She turned back angered at the men in front of her for coming along and starting such a bother delaying their return to the Professor's house.

"Do you quarrel sir?" she asked a bit tersely

"Quarrel Miss? No, miss." Answered Shermak politely beginning to feel the atmosphere around them tense, his own temper rising.

"But if you do, sir, I am for you. I serve as good a man as you," Jarl interjects his pride taking over.

"No better," he answers mockingly

"Well, sir-" begins Jarls

Malone enters coming from a different rode, Deanna on a different path heading the other direction passes in the near distance unaware of the scene going on between the servants.

"Say 'better!' here comes our masters' kinsmen!" Assai says haughtily, she too beginning to lose her temper with the servants of her master's foe, and so they to become her enemies.

 "Yes sir better!" he exclaims in a loud voice

"You lie!" Shermak spits

"Draw then, if you be men. Assai my love, remember your slashing blow." He smirks taking his sword from its sheath.

Assai does the same a wicked grin creeping over her features.

They fight.

Jarl swirls back Sherman's sword slashing his upper arm.

"Jarl!" cries Assai alarmed pushing Kety back with her thick short sword.

"Part fools!! Put up your swords. You know not what you do!" Malone exclaimed beginning to run up the road putting a hand to his own weapon in case he should need it.

Hearing the commotion Deanna runs back from where she had been traveling deeper into the jungle. She runs in upon the scene to hear Malone utter his words of truce.

"What are you drawn among these cowards? Turn you, Malone; look upon thy death." She hisses with venom.

(SIDE NOTE: Just to point out right now in that actual play Tybalt has a very bad temper and is very quick to settle things with hostility. For whatever reason Tybalt's hate is much more severe on the house of Montague or in this case Challenger than any of his kinsmen. I expand on this, I'm so Evil but you'll still have to figure it out on your own, LOL, please continue)

"I do but keep the peace. Put your sword away or use it to part these people with me." He says urgently  

"What, draw my sword and talk of peace? I hate the word like I hate hell, all Challengers and you! Have at thee, coward!" she cries and begins to raise sword dramatically, Malone instantly draws his sword blocking her bone-breaking blow.

They fight.

Deanna takes a jab at Malone her fighting style is unflawed but she fights with a mad woman's rage, which makes her even more to be a difficult opponent.

Malone dodges the jab and moves to lash out at her with the point of his blade, when she spins around fiercely her rapier connecting with his, throwing him back, startled by the action.

An officer enters with three or four villagers carrying clubs, spears and other weaponry

"All of you strike! Beat them down! Down with the Summerlees Down with the Challengers!!" cries the officer

Summerlee and Veronica (as the nurse or type of high class servant) enter into view coming in upon the scene

"What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!" shouts Summerlee instantly angered at what he sees.

"A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword!!" says Veronica reminding him once again that all this fighting just neglects the real problem, finding an end to the feud.

" My sword, I say! Old Challenger is come to and flourishes his blade in defiance of me!!" he rages throwing his arm in the direction of those coming out of the jungle.

Challenger and Jesse enter the clearing

"You villain Summerlee!!-Hold me not; let me go, Jesse!"

"Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe." She ordered sternly her hand firmly gripping his arm.

 The Chief of Zanga and his warriors enter

"Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,
Profaners of this neighbor-stained steel,--
Will they not hear? What, ho!" he begins raising his voice and his outrage as they continue to ignore him, " You men, you beasts, that quench the fire of your pernicious rage, with purple fountains issuing from your veins,
On pain of torture, from those bloody hands
Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground,
And hear the sentence of your moved prince!!!!
Three civil brawls bred of a spacious word,
by you, old Summerlee, and Challenger!!!!
Have three times disturbed the quiet of our streets,
And made Zanga's ancient citizens
Cast by their dignified ornaments,
To be like resistance fighters of old, in hands as old,
cankered with peace, to part your cankered hate:
If ever you disturb our streets again,
your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.
For this time, all the rest depart away:
You Summerlee; shall go along with me:
And, Challenger, come this afternoon,
to know our further pleasure in this case,
to old Free-town, our common judgment-place.
Once more, on pain of death, all men depart!!!" He ordered lastly and glaring at the parties involved stalks off signaling his warriors to relent and follow.

Summerlee looks a moment at Deanna half scolding. She looks at the ground unable to suppress the smirk coming to her lips.

He shakes his head "Off with you! and take these two as you depart! We need the coal for the fires!" he states pointing at Assai and Jarl.

She nodded obediently the smirk still on her lips. She signals to Jarl and Assai who picking up their buckets follow her down the road to their master's house.

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After passing out of sight of the Challengers Deanna looks at Jarl and takes the heavy coal bucket from the hand of his wounded arm.

He stares at her a minute.

"No use of you going lame on us!" she says a bit sarcastically smiling a little. He nods and looks over at Assai who is now glaring at him. 'Oh how I now wish he had killed me! Just wait till her Mistress is gone, I will be so unprotected from my wife's wrath.' He agonized in his head.

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Back at the clearing Challenger, Jesse and Malone remain.

"Who set this ancient quarrel newly open? Speak, nephew, were you there when it began?" asked Challenger gruffly

 "Here were the servants of your adversary, and servants of your own, lose fighting when I did approach." He said catching his breath, "I then drew my sword to part them, in the same instant came the fiery Deanna, with her sword prepared, which, as she breathed defiance to my ears, swung about my head and cut the winds, who nothing hurt, I nevertheless hissed her in scorn while we were interchanging thrusts and blows, and fought some on one side and some on the other, till the prince came, who parted us." He finished

Challenger stood holding his chin in thought.

"Oh! Where is Roxton? Did you see him today? So glad I am that he was not at this fray." Jesse sighed distressed, clasping her hands.

End of Scene I

(SIDE NOTE: This is a part that I cut, its really long, long and wordy, so to sum it up. Roxton has been spending his early mornings grieving outside before the rising son, and won't speak to anyone about what is troubling him; he spends most of his time locked in his room. Malone approaches Roxton, trying to get out of him what is bothering him so. It eventually turns out that Roxton has been dumped- in a way; by a woman he is 'madly in love with' because she has chosen a life of chastity and has foresworn love, her name staying with the original play is Rosaline.

He says that life is over for him and that he shall never love again, Malone tells him he will and that he will help Roxton or die trying. Ok thank you that is the end of scene one. Hope you liked it. Please continue and please review I need to know what you think at my attempt at retelling this masterpiece Evil style with our kind of TLW twist. Can I say that line enough? . . . .Nope LOL please tell me what you think. Thanks

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