Disclaimer and notes in the Prologue.
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Chapter 3 - Confrontations
We sat at the rocky clearing where the Middle Earth version of The Birds was to take place. The journey had been uneventful. Except for one thing. I had a run in with Mary and Sue the night before.
*This is where the intro to a cheesy flashback would be*
I was rebinding my hair after cleaning up in a small stream not far from camp. It was a chilly night but not so much to be uncomfortable. I enjoyed the cold. I'm the crazy girl you would see in the middle of winter in the Midwest wearing shorts while there are several inches of snow on the ground. As I finished my hair I hummed the tune of 'I Want To Be Sedated' by the Ramones.
Another fitting song.
I stopped my unnerving little habit quickly as I felt an involuntary chill. I felt eyes on me. Eric's boyfriend Kyle would call me paranoid, and maybe I am. You try not being paranoid after you've learned every annoying habit from a horror movie. Someone was watching me and I didn't like it all. I reached for my staff, as if that would help me, and a foot planted itself on top of it.
I groaned as I recognized the tailored shoe. "What do you want, Nerissa?"
"What the hell is your problem?" Mary snapped at me. By her side was Sue and they looked extremely peeved.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said with a shrug. "Now move."
She didn't budge. "You made us look bad the other night with that story."
I stared up at her, my ice queen mask taking over my face. "I made YOU look bad? You were the one deliberately putting me on the spot."
"You were supposed to fail and I was going to step in with my own story at the last minute." Mary complained. "I was going to tell Beauty and the Beast!"
"You need to start playing by OUR rules, you little fangirl." Sue sneered. "This is our story, not yours. You're lucky everyone went back to ignoring you, otherwise I'd have to do something humiliating."
"Like what, try to add two and two together?" I tried to remove her foot from my staff. No luck. "Besides, it's not your story! It's Frodo's. It's Tolkien's. But it's not yours. It never will be yours. So why don't you just give it the fuck up?!"
Mary and Sue looked furious and I wasn't very happy myself. Mary placed her hands on her hips. "I don't know how we managed to get stuck with you, but since we did, you either help us get what we want, or we'll make sure you never get home."
"And just what is it you want?" As if I didn't know.
"Legolas and Aragorn." Sue smiled. "If you behave, we won't kill Boromir early like we planned and you'll get to keep him until the fight with that big orc guy."
"Lurtz." I muttered as I stood up. My hands clenched tightly shut. "He's Uruk-Hai. At least try to learn things around here."
"Whatever." Mary snorted. "Now are you going to help me with Legolas or what?"
I flashed a sweet smile. "Oh I'll help all right."
They smiled at me.
I decked Mary and she fell into the stream with a shriek. Sue gasped and grabbed my arm, so I raised my knee and connected to her stomach. With a cry of pain, Sue let go and fell to her knees.
I crouched and retrieved my staff from the grass as Mary rose from the water, if looks could kill..
Well I'd still be standing, because she wasn't that scary.
I stood up and flashed her my favorite faux smile. "Did that hurt?"
She spat out blood with a look of hatred. "You are going to PAY for that."
"Like I care." I snorted and walked away.
"You'll regret this!" Mary said to my back. "You're nothing here! You hear me? Nothing!"
*The standard end of a flashback would go right here.*
She was right though. I was nothing here. I hated her for being right. I glanced at her.
Mary was wandering the area with Legolas, always by his side. She caught me watching and gave me a satisfied look.
I hated her. God I did. I hated myself for letting her get to me. I hated myself for getting worked up over a fictional character who has only said one thing to me the entire trip. I hated myself for making friends with a doomed character.
Most of all, I hated myself for not beating those bitches into oblivion.
I was sitting on a rock not far from Gandalf and Gimli, idly watching Boromir working with Merry and Pippin. The girls hadn't mentioned how I attacked them, and when asked about her bruise, Mary said she and Sue had been sparring and Sue got a lucky shot.
Which meant they were planning something big for revenge.
I rubbed the back of my neck with a bored yawn. I'd have killed for some Pez. Instead, I nibbled on the fruit I had stored in my pouch. I loved my pouch. Nothing spoiled. Nothing disappeared. I had stashed as much stuff as I knew I'd like in it. I had no idea what the hell I was eating, since it was from the random things I had gotten in Rivendell for supplies, but hey, it was good.
I giggled as I watched Boromir get taken down by Merry and Pippin. It cheered me up a bit. When they knocked Aragorn down, I shut up, as I could hear Sue's lilting laughter echo as she watched from the seat she'd been sharing with Aragorn moments before.
I grabbed my staff and made sure once again that nothing was in the hiding place I'd picked out, as Sam spoke up.
His eyes were on the sky. "What is that?"
"Nothing." Gimli said firmly. "It's just a wisp of cloud."
Boromir stopped toying with the hobbits. "It's moving fast. Against the wind."
I waited for Legolas' line, glad that Mary and Sue hadn't taken the time to ruin anyone else's part yet.
"Crebain from Dunland!" The elf exclaimed.
"Hide!" Aragorn ordered urgently.
With a sigh I quickly dove between and under the rocks I had planned for. I managed to smile as Mary and Sue looked completely wigged from the situation.
Aww, poor little things weren't prepared. Ask me if I care.
As the birds flew past, I wondered if I should have hid next to one of the girls so I could have shoved them into the open on accident. Maybe they'd have eaten her or at least carried her off and dropped her from the sky.
A nice big stain on the ground. The perfect way to end a day.
We stepped out of our hiding places when the coast was clear.
"Spies of Saruman." Gandalf informed us. "The passage south is being watched. We must take the Pass of Caradhras." He looked up at the mountain.
So did I. I felt myself go pale. My knees felt weak just thinking about going up there.
Mountains. High. Heights.
My right hand clenched my staff so tightly, that my knuckles went white. As we gathered our supplies, I realized my left hand was still clenched into a fist.
I winced as I opened it, I could see the cuts from where I'd dug my nails into the palm. I sighed and pulled out a bandage from my pouch and wrapped it up after cleaning it quickly, before anyone bothered to notice, then I pulled my gloves back out of the bag and put them back on. No need to call attention to myself.
I closed my eyes and prayed I wouldn't faint.
In case you couldn't tell.. I'm afraid of heights.
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Going up the snowy landscape was tiresome and hard on the eyes. Glaring white everywhere, as the sun shined down. I thought Midwest winters were a pain in the ass. I hated driving when all the pastures and yards were covered in snow. Shiny does not mean good. Unless it's in jewelry. Even then, only silver.
I heard a tumble and spun around. Frodo had just fallen.
The exchange between Frodo, Aragorn, and Boromir played out perfectly..
Except I noticed Sue walking towards them with a gleam in her eyes. Those silver flecks were glowing red.
Boromir held the ring longer then he should have.
Sue's hand was reaching for her sword hilt..
And as she walked by me, I stuck my staff out and watched her trip over it, landing flat on her face.
Boromir shook his head, as if coming from a daze. He held the ring out to Frodo. "As you wish." He seemed disoriented as Frodo snatched it back. "I care not." With a swift tousling of the halfling's hair, Boromir resumed the trek.
I glanced at Mary who was helping Sue off the ground. They glared at me and I smiled.
"Oops. I didn't see you coming." My hand flew to my mouth in surprise. "It was an accident. I'm very sorry."
Sue gave a brilliant smile and spoke between clenched teeth. "Quite all right. You will just have to be more careful next time."
"So will you." I replied coldly. I knew their game. I wasn't sure how, but I think Sue could manipulate people just enough to get an advantage on them. That would explain why everyone accepted the Lands Beyond crap. When she did, those flecks glowed. Her powers must not have had too much range, as they were trying to win Aragorn and Legolas the hard way.
We started walking again, and I felt myself shaking from what I knew what was coming. Why couldn't I have been a Mary Sue in a simple world? Like X- Men. Or Friday the 13th. I'd rather deal with a homicidal killer then a mountain.
On the bonus side, maybe Mary and Sue could have an 'accident'..
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Chapter 3 - Confrontations
We sat at the rocky clearing where the Middle Earth version of The Birds was to take place. The journey had been uneventful. Except for one thing. I had a run in with Mary and Sue the night before.
*This is where the intro to a cheesy flashback would be*
I was rebinding my hair after cleaning up in a small stream not far from camp. It was a chilly night but not so much to be uncomfortable. I enjoyed the cold. I'm the crazy girl you would see in the middle of winter in the Midwest wearing shorts while there are several inches of snow on the ground. As I finished my hair I hummed the tune of 'I Want To Be Sedated' by the Ramones.
Another fitting song.
I stopped my unnerving little habit quickly as I felt an involuntary chill. I felt eyes on me. Eric's boyfriend Kyle would call me paranoid, and maybe I am. You try not being paranoid after you've learned every annoying habit from a horror movie. Someone was watching me and I didn't like it all. I reached for my staff, as if that would help me, and a foot planted itself on top of it.
I groaned as I recognized the tailored shoe. "What do you want, Nerissa?"
"What the hell is your problem?" Mary snapped at me. By her side was Sue and they looked extremely peeved.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said with a shrug. "Now move."
She didn't budge. "You made us look bad the other night with that story."
I stared up at her, my ice queen mask taking over my face. "I made YOU look bad? You were the one deliberately putting me on the spot."
"You were supposed to fail and I was going to step in with my own story at the last minute." Mary complained. "I was going to tell Beauty and the Beast!"
"You need to start playing by OUR rules, you little fangirl." Sue sneered. "This is our story, not yours. You're lucky everyone went back to ignoring you, otherwise I'd have to do something humiliating."
"Like what, try to add two and two together?" I tried to remove her foot from my staff. No luck. "Besides, it's not your story! It's Frodo's. It's Tolkien's. But it's not yours. It never will be yours. So why don't you just give it the fuck up?!"
Mary and Sue looked furious and I wasn't very happy myself. Mary placed her hands on her hips. "I don't know how we managed to get stuck with you, but since we did, you either help us get what we want, or we'll make sure you never get home."
"And just what is it you want?" As if I didn't know.
"Legolas and Aragorn." Sue smiled. "If you behave, we won't kill Boromir early like we planned and you'll get to keep him until the fight with that big orc guy."
"Lurtz." I muttered as I stood up. My hands clenched tightly shut. "He's Uruk-Hai. At least try to learn things around here."
"Whatever." Mary snorted. "Now are you going to help me with Legolas or what?"
I flashed a sweet smile. "Oh I'll help all right."
They smiled at me.
I decked Mary and she fell into the stream with a shriek. Sue gasped and grabbed my arm, so I raised my knee and connected to her stomach. With a cry of pain, Sue let go and fell to her knees.
I crouched and retrieved my staff from the grass as Mary rose from the water, if looks could kill..
Well I'd still be standing, because she wasn't that scary.
I stood up and flashed her my favorite faux smile. "Did that hurt?"
She spat out blood with a look of hatred. "You are going to PAY for that."
"Like I care." I snorted and walked away.
"You'll regret this!" Mary said to my back. "You're nothing here! You hear me? Nothing!"
*The standard end of a flashback would go right here.*
She was right though. I was nothing here. I hated her for being right. I glanced at her.
Mary was wandering the area with Legolas, always by his side. She caught me watching and gave me a satisfied look.
I hated her. God I did. I hated myself for letting her get to me. I hated myself for getting worked up over a fictional character who has only said one thing to me the entire trip. I hated myself for making friends with a doomed character.
Most of all, I hated myself for not beating those bitches into oblivion.
I was sitting on a rock not far from Gandalf and Gimli, idly watching Boromir working with Merry and Pippin. The girls hadn't mentioned how I attacked them, and when asked about her bruise, Mary said she and Sue had been sparring and Sue got a lucky shot.
Which meant they were planning something big for revenge.
I rubbed the back of my neck with a bored yawn. I'd have killed for some Pez. Instead, I nibbled on the fruit I had stored in my pouch. I loved my pouch. Nothing spoiled. Nothing disappeared. I had stashed as much stuff as I knew I'd like in it. I had no idea what the hell I was eating, since it was from the random things I had gotten in Rivendell for supplies, but hey, it was good.
I giggled as I watched Boromir get taken down by Merry and Pippin. It cheered me up a bit. When they knocked Aragorn down, I shut up, as I could hear Sue's lilting laughter echo as she watched from the seat she'd been sharing with Aragorn moments before.
I grabbed my staff and made sure once again that nothing was in the hiding place I'd picked out, as Sam spoke up.
His eyes were on the sky. "What is that?"
"Nothing." Gimli said firmly. "It's just a wisp of cloud."
Boromir stopped toying with the hobbits. "It's moving fast. Against the wind."
I waited for Legolas' line, glad that Mary and Sue hadn't taken the time to ruin anyone else's part yet.
"Crebain from Dunland!" The elf exclaimed.
"Hide!" Aragorn ordered urgently.
With a sigh I quickly dove between and under the rocks I had planned for. I managed to smile as Mary and Sue looked completely wigged from the situation.
Aww, poor little things weren't prepared. Ask me if I care.
As the birds flew past, I wondered if I should have hid next to one of the girls so I could have shoved them into the open on accident. Maybe they'd have eaten her or at least carried her off and dropped her from the sky.
A nice big stain on the ground. The perfect way to end a day.
We stepped out of our hiding places when the coast was clear.
"Spies of Saruman." Gandalf informed us. "The passage south is being watched. We must take the Pass of Caradhras." He looked up at the mountain.
So did I. I felt myself go pale. My knees felt weak just thinking about going up there.
Mountains. High. Heights.
My right hand clenched my staff so tightly, that my knuckles went white. As we gathered our supplies, I realized my left hand was still clenched into a fist.
I winced as I opened it, I could see the cuts from where I'd dug my nails into the palm. I sighed and pulled out a bandage from my pouch and wrapped it up after cleaning it quickly, before anyone bothered to notice, then I pulled my gloves back out of the bag and put them back on. No need to call attention to myself.
I closed my eyes and prayed I wouldn't faint.
In case you couldn't tell.. I'm afraid of heights.
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Going up the snowy landscape was tiresome and hard on the eyes. Glaring white everywhere, as the sun shined down. I thought Midwest winters were a pain in the ass. I hated driving when all the pastures and yards were covered in snow. Shiny does not mean good. Unless it's in jewelry. Even then, only silver.
I heard a tumble and spun around. Frodo had just fallen.
The exchange between Frodo, Aragorn, and Boromir played out perfectly..
Except I noticed Sue walking towards them with a gleam in her eyes. Those silver flecks were glowing red.
Boromir held the ring longer then he should have.
Sue's hand was reaching for her sword hilt..
And as she walked by me, I stuck my staff out and watched her trip over it, landing flat on her face.
Boromir shook his head, as if coming from a daze. He held the ring out to Frodo. "As you wish." He seemed disoriented as Frodo snatched it back. "I care not." With a swift tousling of the halfling's hair, Boromir resumed the trek.
I glanced at Mary who was helping Sue off the ground. They glared at me and I smiled.
"Oops. I didn't see you coming." My hand flew to my mouth in surprise. "It was an accident. I'm very sorry."
Sue gave a brilliant smile and spoke between clenched teeth. "Quite all right. You will just have to be more careful next time."
"So will you." I replied coldly. I knew their game. I wasn't sure how, but I think Sue could manipulate people just enough to get an advantage on them. That would explain why everyone accepted the Lands Beyond crap. When she did, those flecks glowed. Her powers must not have had too much range, as they were trying to win Aragorn and Legolas the hard way.
We started walking again, and I felt myself shaking from what I knew what was coming. Why couldn't I have been a Mary Sue in a simple world? Like X- Men. Or Friday the 13th. I'd rather deal with a homicidal killer then a mountain.
On the bonus side, maybe Mary and Sue could have an 'accident'..