A/N: Whoo! Writer's block is gone. Enjoy!
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When Stacie woke up, she felt as though she were someone else. Like someone had just ripped a part out of her. It was strange. She felt like she was 15 again. Alive with spirit and attitude, not dead and full of lies and deceit.
"Where am I?" She muttered.
"In the Healing House." She looked up to see Legolas sitting by her side.
"Oh. Sheesh! I'm so freaking bored. Where are the Hobbits? I want to have tea with them!" She looked about excitedly as if she expected them to be hiding around the corners. Legolas gave her a confused look.
"Why are you so different today?" She shrugged.
"I feel different. Guess I was just depressed yesterday, that's all. Now it's gone, so I feel better. Got a problem with it?"
"No, not at all. But yesterday you were well asleep."
"Right, whatever. Now, where are the Hobbits? I wish to have to tea with them."
"You shall have to wait until the morrow." A sly grin spread across his face. "For tea time has already past."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, it is."
"Well..." She tapped her fingers idly against the side of her bed. "I am bored, and I refuse to remain so." She looked expectantly at the Elf.
"Oh? Humans certainly are curious. A hazard to themselves one day-"
"Don't let me get me! I'm a hazard to myself. Don't wanna be my friend no more." Stacie laughed. She just had to sing that.
"No, I change my mind to odd."
"Odd?"
"Yes."
"Well, princie, I think you're odd. Whatcha gonna do about that, huh?" She had a 'bring-it-on' look on her face. He was about to answer when the door swung open.
"Stacie! Thank heavens you are awake, child! We feared your death was close upon you." Gandalf beamed.
"He was upon me. But I showed him a thing or two and got him off my back." She made karate motions with her hands.
"He? You speak of it like it was human or had a name."
"Nope. He's not human. He's a really ugly thing, to be honest. But a friend helped me escape, I guess you could say." She shrugged.
"That is truly amazing! You escaped death?!" Shock spread across the Elf's face.
"Yeah, well, sort of. He wanted me to join 'the dark side'. Told him no and he got angry. Then I was attacked by his little followers. That's how I got bruised so badly. See my arm? Yep! Oh, and my neck! He did that one himself. Anyways...the rest is all boring crap you wouldn't be interested in hearing." She had a sudden rush of energy and wanted to get the interview over with.
"That is where you are wrong!" The wizard exclaimed. "Continue, please."
"No, I really don't feel like it." She said in a sugar coated voice. It didn't work.
"You will continue. Now." He said sternly. She sighed and began her story from when she passed out at the little meeting. Needless to say, the two males were more than a little surprised at her story.
"The dork made my mouth confess my horrible past to everyone. So now I guess you all already know what I am-or was." They nodded gravely. "Well, I was given the option to return my world. I was showed what was happening. Jennifer, the one person I thought I could trust, turned me in to the authorities. They found evidence in my apartment, most likely, that would be proof enough to have me get the death sentance. So I decided against going back. It would be pointless."
"There is something important I must ask you. Please, now is the time to be serious." Gandalf's face became stern.
"Okay."
"Whether you were here or back in your world, would you kill again...for pleasure or other reasons?" The question struck the girl's heart like an arrow. It hurt.
"Three years of countless murders...that can't be changed much or erased from my mind so easily. I have to admit, I enjoyed doing what I did. But, I don't know. When I woke up I just felt...different. I felt the way I was before my dad died. Happy with nothing to worry about." He nodded.
"I would like for you to come to a small meeting." He held up his hand as she started to protest. "The only others there shall by the Lord Elrond, Lady Galadriel, and myself. We believe we have a solution to your dilema. You have nothing to fear." She shrugged.
"What dilema would that be?"
"You will find out when you come to the meeting."
As he had said, a young woman came and prepared a bath for Stacie. She also layed out a dress and a towel.
Stacie relaxed in the tub, this time she had no wicked memories of her basically killing anyone. Her mind did not seem to want to go that way.
After she was done bathing, the maid helped her slip into the dress. She walked down the hall, trying hard to feel confident.
"Please sit down." Elrond told her as she entered the study type of area. She reluctantly did so. "Now, Gandalf has told us what has happened to you. We are happy to know that you are safe."
"Your eyes speak much about yourself, child." Galadriel spoke. "You feel as if a great burden has been lifted off your shoulders, perhaps?"
"Somewhat." She nodded.
"A pressing matter needs to be discussed, and I shall get right to the point." Gandalf said. He turned his attention to Stacie. "You see, evil is what brought you here. It still lingers about. It will not leave until it has you completely, my dear." Stacie leaned back in her chair and shook her head. She was thoroughly annoyed.
"I shall make it go away, then." She said firmly.
"That cannot be done so easily here. You see, the more it waits the more it grows. Not only does it danger you, but as well as anyone else. If it stays and grows, it may become worse than Sauron. It must leave."
"And how do you intend to do that? You just said it couldn't be done easily." She said.
"There is a way. If you went back to your world, it wouldn't be able to attack you in the same way it did here. It could not take your spirit away from your body and make you join its forces."
"But if I go back to my world I'm as good as dead!" She protested.
"That is where you are wrong." Elrond said. "First off, let me explain something to you. We have found a way to open a portal to your world. But it shall take us at least a month to do so with our powers. Now, we have found that we can send you back in time. We have an offer that none has ever had before. None like what is about to be suggested. A second chance."
"A second chance?" Confusion swam through her.
"Yes. We can send you back to when you were 16, right after your father's death. That's as far as we can go, I fear. But that is the same day that Jennifer will offer the lifestyle that shall ruin all. We are giving a second chance to right your wrongs. The murders that you did will be as they never happened if you take it. Will you accept?" Her eyes widened.
"Yes, of course!"
~*~*~
When Stacie woke up, she felt as though she were someone else. Like someone had just ripped a part out of her. It was strange. She felt like she was 15 again. Alive with spirit and attitude, not dead and full of lies and deceit.
"Where am I?" She muttered.
"In the Healing House." She looked up to see Legolas sitting by her side.
"Oh. Sheesh! I'm so freaking bored. Where are the Hobbits? I want to have tea with them!" She looked about excitedly as if she expected them to be hiding around the corners. Legolas gave her a confused look.
"Why are you so different today?" She shrugged.
"I feel different. Guess I was just depressed yesterday, that's all. Now it's gone, so I feel better. Got a problem with it?"
"No, not at all. But yesterday you were well asleep."
"Right, whatever. Now, where are the Hobbits? I wish to have to tea with them."
"You shall have to wait until the morrow." A sly grin spread across his face. "For tea time has already past."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, it is."
"Well..." She tapped her fingers idly against the side of her bed. "I am bored, and I refuse to remain so." She looked expectantly at the Elf.
"Oh? Humans certainly are curious. A hazard to themselves one day-"
"Don't let me get me! I'm a hazard to myself. Don't wanna be my friend no more." Stacie laughed. She just had to sing that.
"No, I change my mind to odd."
"Odd?"
"Yes."
"Well, princie, I think you're odd. Whatcha gonna do about that, huh?" She had a 'bring-it-on' look on her face. He was about to answer when the door swung open.
"Stacie! Thank heavens you are awake, child! We feared your death was close upon you." Gandalf beamed.
"He was upon me. But I showed him a thing or two and got him off my back." She made karate motions with her hands.
"He? You speak of it like it was human or had a name."
"Nope. He's not human. He's a really ugly thing, to be honest. But a friend helped me escape, I guess you could say." She shrugged.
"That is truly amazing! You escaped death?!" Shock spread across the Elf's face.
"Yeah, well, sort of. He wanted me to join 'the dark side'. Told him no and he got angry. Then I was attacked by his little followers. That's how I got bruised so badly. See my arm? Yep! Oh, and my neck! He did that one himself. Anyways...the rest is all boring crap you wouldn't be interested in hearing." She had a sudden rush of energy and wanted to get the interview over with.
"That is where you are wrong!" The wizard exclaimed. "Continue, please."
"No, I really don't feel like it." She said in a sugar coated voice. It didn't work.
"You will continue. Now." He said sternly. She sighed and began her story from when she passed out at the little meeting. Needless to say, the two males were more than a little surprised at her story.
"The dork made my mouth confess my horrible past to everyone. So now I guess you all already know what I am-or was." They nodded gravely. "Well, I was given the option to return my world. I was showed what was happening. Jennifer, the one person I thought I could trust, turned me in to the authorities. They found evidence in my apartment, most likely, that would be proof enough to have me get the death sentance. So I decided against going back. It would be pointless."
"There is something important I must ask you. Please, now is the time to be serious." Gandalf's face became stern.
"Okay."
"Whether you were here or back in your world, would you kill again...for pleasure or other reasons?" The question struck the girl's heart like an arrow. It hurt.
"Three years of countless murders...that can't be changed much or erased from my mind so easily. I have to admit, I enjoyed doing what I did. But, I don't know. When I woke up I just felt...different. I felt the way I was before my dad died. Happy with nothing to worry about." He nodded.
"I would like for you to come to a small meeting." He held up his hand as she started to protest. "The only others there shall by the Lord Elrond, Lady Galadriel, and myself. We believe we have a solution to your dilema. You have nothing to fear." She shrugged.
"What dilema would that be?"
"You will find out when you come to the meeting."
As he had said, a young woman came and prepared a bath for Stacie. She also layed out a dress and a towel.
Stacie relaxed in the tub, this time she had no wicked memories of her basically killing anyone. Her mind did not seem to want to go that way.
After she was done bathing, the maid helped her slip into the dress. She walked down the hall, trying hard to feel confident.
"Please sit down." Elrond told her as she entered the study type of area. She reluctantly did so. "Now, Gandalf has told us what has happened to you. We are happy to know that you are safe."
"Your eyes speak much about yourself, child." Galadriel spoke. "You feel as if a great burden has been lifted off your shoulders, perhaps?"
"Somewhat." She nodded.
"A pressing matter needs to be discussed, and I shall get right to the point." Gandalf said. He turned his attention to Stacie. "You see, evil is what brought you here. It still lingers about. It will not leave until it has you completely, my dear." Stacie leaned back in her chair and shook her head. She was thoroughly annoyed.
"I shall make it go away, then." She said firmly.
"That cannot be done so easily here. You see, the more it waits the more it grows. Not only does it danger you, but as well as anyone else. If it stays and grows, it may become worse than Sauron. It must leave."
"And how do you intend to do that? You just said it couldn't be done easily." She said.
"There is a way. If you went back to your world, it wouldn't be able to attack you in the same way it did here. It could not take your spirit away from your body and make you join its forces."
"But if I go back to my world I'm as good as dead!" She protested.
"That is where you are wrong." Elrond said. "First off, let me explain something to you. We have found a way to open a portal to your world. But it shall take us at least a month to do so with our powers. Now, we have found that we can send you back in time. We have an offer that none has ever had before. None like what is about to be suggested. A second chance."
"A second chance?" Confusion swam through her.
"Yes. We can send you back to when you were 16, right after your father's death. That's as far as we can go, I fear. But that is the same day that Jennifer will offer the lifestyle that shall ruin all. We are giving a second chance to right your wrongs. The murders that you did will be as they never happened if you take it. Will you accept?" Her eyes widened.
"Yes, of course!"