A/N: Sorry Moj. You'll see why.
Luvs Elfie xXxXx
Chapter 8
"So," said Michelle. They had been walking in silence for at least five minutes and it was starting to make her feel very uncomfortable. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Ash started to panic. He had it all worked out in his head what he was going to say but his mind had gone completely blank.
"Like I said, it's about Robyn," he finally managed to say.
"What about her?" said Michelle. "Is she getting a bit too much to handle? She's like that sometimes. She can get very clingy at times. You do realise she'll be worse than ever now, what with the whole you were kidnapped thing."
"Oh no, it's nothing bad" he said. "Quite the opposite." 'What?! Where'd that come from?' "You see, the thing is, we've got really close recently and, well, I'm scared of losing her."
"Well, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no chance of that happening," she said. "But that can't be the only thing you wanted to talk about, else we wouldn't have come all the way out here to talk."
"No, well, you see, the thing is..." he trailed off. He knew what he wanted to say but he couldn't say. His head was spinning. Everything that Becky had told him. Everything she'd hammered into his head every day was swirling through his mind. But, also, old emotions were surfacing. The glow he used to feel whenever he thought of Robyn. The feeling of acceptation whenever he was with any of her family. Everything was mixing together to form one hell of a headache.
"Yes?" prompted Michelle. She was beginning to feel bad about her earlier presumptions. She was beginning to seethe old Ash again now. 'Maybe it was just the shock of being returned home that had given him some temporary confidence,' she thought. 'And is he about to ask what I think he's going to ask?'
"Well, I was wondering if I could..." he stopped again. He would definitely say it now, but he couldn't work out if he meant it or not. The anger told him he was lying to get round Michelle but that old flame that still lingered somewhere deep within him told him it was the truth.
"I would like your consent to ask Robyn to marry me," he said.
"There now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she said with a grin. He shook his head.
"I suppose not," he said.
"I'm not all that scary now, am I?" she said.
"No, not really," he replied. It was all starting to come back. He saw the old schoolhouse looming up ahead. He knew they would be there already, waiting, plotting. And he suddenly felt fear, but he kept walking. A little voice in the back of his mind was yelling at him to turn back now, get Michelle to safety whilst he still could, but his mind and body were now disconnected.
"So, do you have an answer?" he asked, trying to ignore the battle that was going on inside him. They passed through the high, wide gateway of the old schoolhouse and into the courtyard. 'It's too late now. What have you done? Robyn will hate you,' said a small voice in his head.
"I'd-" she began but he cut her off.
"Michelle, run!" he cried. "You've been set up!" But it was too late. Becky and Clare sprung out on either of them, each grabbing one of Michelle's arms.
Ash watched it all in slow motion. 'What have I done?' he thought. He knew it was useless trying to save her since there was two of them, and they were both probably armed. He needed to get help. He bolted. He ran as quickly as he could through the gates.
"I told you we couldn't trust him," said Clare, angrily. She went to go after him but Becky stopped her.
"Leave him," she said. "We'll get him later." She turned her attention back to Michelle. "Hello Michelle. Did you miss me?"
"No, not particularly," said Michelle. She said it as sweetly as she could and with as little fear as she could because she knew it would annoy Becky. She smiled at her attacker as if nothing unusual was happening.
"You won't be smiling so much once I'm done with you," hissed Becky.
"Ooh, what are going to do? Set Clare on me?" mocked Michelle. "Oh no, what am I going to do? I'm so scared." Becky nodded at Clare and she slapped Michelle hard.
"Oh, give it up, both of you," said Michelle. "You know as well as I do that, very soon, Ash is going to return with Aragorn and Legolas and one hell of a lot of guards. You're not going to live longer than two seconds of the guards seeing you. Unless we can come to an agreement."
"I'm not here to negotiate," snapped Becky.
"Not even for your own life?" said Michelle. "I find that hard to believe. You always did care most about number one, didn't you, Becky? Everyone else paled compared to you, didn't they? I can't believe that you no longer care for all that. You always were a vain bitch." Becky slapped her.
"That's not a safe way to talk considering your life is in my hands," she said.
"And yours is in mine," said Michelle. "If I die then the both of you will too. They will find you, and when they do, you'll be killed."
"Do you think I care any more?" said Becky. "We're all going to die some day, and you've made damn sure that I haven't got a life to stick with now- "
"You make it sound like it's my fault you kidnapped me," she said.
"Well, if you hadn't rejected us in the first place, then we wouldn't have had to do that," said Becky.
"Look, just listen to me for a minute, ok?" said Michelle. "If we're both going to die anyway, what difference does another couple of minutes make?"
"None, I suppose," said Becky. She was starting to loose the flow of the conversation and she didn't like it.
"Thank you. Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yes. I'm willing to make a deal with you. Don't kill me and I'll let the two of you go now. And provided you never come anywhere near me or my family ever again, this whole thing can be forgotten." Becky stayed silent for a while, and Michelle hoped that was because she was thinking over the proposal.
"If I accept it," said Becky, eventually; "you'll leave me well alone. We don't touch you. You don't touch us."
"Yep, that's the deal," said Michelle.
"Do you think I'm completely stupid?" she said. "I've known you long enough to know that you would never stick to that in a million years, Michelle. I think you forget we were best friends once."
"Exactly!" cried Michelle. "And what happened to that? What went wrong?"
"You,' said Clare, tired of being left out. "You screwed up everything. That's become quite a habit for you, hasn't it, Michelle? You always manage to hurt the people who love you by being just being you. You manage ruin your own life by just being you. I mean you got yourself pregnant at 15. Then you rejected the one person you'd ever truly loved. And to top it all off, you turned two of your best mates against you. That's quite a thing to achieve on your own."
"I didn't turn you against me," said Michelle, trying to pretend she hadn't been affected by what her former friend had just said. "You turned yourself against. And I got Legolas in the end, didn't I? And, yeah, I got pregnant at 15, and look how she turned out."
"A replica of you," said Becky. "And that isn't anything to be proud of."
"Well, we're both doing pretty well at the moment," said Michelle. "We're both in stable relationships."
"Oh yes, a 3,000-year old Elf and the person that brought you here," said Becky, smugly.
"You brain-washed Ash," said Michelle, unconvincingly. "And what is wrong with a 3,000-year old Elf?"
"Oh, come on, Michelle, don't tell me you've never wondered what he saw in you," said Becky. "Don't tell me you've never doubted his faithfulness. Nobody can be utterly perfect. It's not possible. Yet, Legolas seems to manage it. Apparently." That touched a nerve.
"Don't even think about trying to make up some crap about him being unfaithful," hissed Michelle.
"You know, I'm getting tired of this conversation," said Becky. "Clare, get us out of here."
In order to teleport each of them out of there, Clare had to let go of Michelle's arm, and Michelle took it as her chance to get away. Well, she was going to try and get away, and then she decided that revenge was a better idea. More likely to work and more enjoyable for her. She lunged at Becky, knocking her to the ground. She punched her hard.
"That is for being a two-faced bitch," she cried. She punched her again.
"That's for kidnapping me and beating the crap outta me when I was defenseless!" She punched her again.
"That's for kidnapping my daughter and beating her!" She punched her again.
"That's for kidnapping Ash and making all our lives living hell for a week!" She punched her one more time.
"And that's for being you! I never did like you." Becky finally managed to force Michelle of her. They both sprang to their feet and stood glaring at each other. Blood was pouring from Becky's nose and mouth.
"You'll regret that," she growled and threw herself at Michelle. Michelle stumbled slightly but then attacked Becky again.
"Clare, sometime soon would be nice!" she yelled.
"I can't!" she replied. "There's too much movement and turbulence! I can't either of you out! Only myself! You need to stop fighting!"
"Yeah, that'll happen!" said Michelle, as she punched Becky in the stomach.
Meanwhile, Ash hammered on the door of his home. His mother opened it with a look of confusion.
"Ash, what are you-" she started.
"Are Aragorn and Legolas still here?!" he cried.
"Yes, but-" He forced his way passed her and into the living room where he found Aragorn (A/N: Forget the fact that Aragorn is King and he wouldn't just randomly sit in 'common people's' houses. This is fiction. It's made up. I really don't care how things would be in the real world!), Legolas and Robyn all sitting peacefully.
"They've got her!" he said, before anyone else had a chance to say anything.
"What?!" cried Robyn. Legolas leapt to his feet.
"Where?" he said.
"The old schoolhouse," he gasped, trying to catch his breath. Legolas ran from the house, closely followed by Aragorn, Ash and Robyn.
"How did it happen?" she asked Ash, as she struggled to keep up with the three fast walking men. "And how did you end up at the old schoolhouse?"
"I took her there," said Ash, ashamedly. "I know you're going to hate me for this but I took her to them. I knew they were there." Robyn stopped dead as she was walking.
"You did what?" she whispered.
"Robyn, there's no time for this now," said Legolas. "We've got to help Michelle now, before it's too late. We can sort out whose fault it is later." He shot a dirty look in Ash's direction and then continued walking.
They quickly returned to Legolas' and Robyn's home where Legolas retrieved his trusted bow and arrow, which had lain out of use for many years. Robyn was extremely upset and refused to let Ash into the house. She couldn't believe how much he had betrayed her. Betrayed them all.
They broke out into a run once they'd left Robyn's house. Aragorn stopped briefly to fetch his own sword, Andúril and gathered some guards whilst doing so. Legolas, Ash and Robyn continued without him, all fearing the worst. Robyn could think of nothing to say accept:
"I'll never forgive you for this."
When they arrived at the old schoolhouse, they saw the most astonishing sight ever. Michelle was fighting Becky and was winning. And it wasn't your usual bitch fight with nails and hair pulling. This was a proper fight with fists and kicks and no restraints. Every so often they would hear a cry of:
"You bitch!" or "You're going to regret ever being born!" or "That's for..." The three of them stood staring for many minutes, unnoticed by the two fighters and the other nervous-looking spectator.
They were finally snapped out of the trance by the arrival of Aragorn and 6 capable looking men. At that, Clare also noticed the 10 newbies and closed her eyes, preparing to teleport herself out. Quicker than flash, without anyone having to tell him to do so, Legolas readied his bow and loosed one single arrow that pierced Clare's chest. Clare fell to the ground, dead.
The fight stopped. Michelle and Becky stared at the corpse that lay before them. To the surprise of all, a tear trickled down Becky's bloodstained face. Michelle ran to crowd of people where both Robyn and Legolas threw their arms around her. The three of them stood in the embrace for a long time.
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A/N: She had to go. She would have killed one or both of them if she didn't die herself, and we can't have that. Sorry you lost your moment of glory, Moj. You were going to, originally, but whilst writing this chapter I changed the plot about 4 times. And I finally had Becky not dying the fourth time I changed it. Sorry! I can't be bothered to do individual reviewer notes this time, so I'm just going to say a universal thank you to everyone! You're all so lovely to me! THANK YOU!!! Luvs Elfie xXxXx
Luvs Elfie xXxXx
Chapter 8
"So," said Michelle. They had been walking in silence for at least five minutes and it was starting to make her feel very uncomfortable. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Ash started to panic. He had it all worked out in his head what he was going to say but his mind had gone completely blank.
"Like I said, it's about Robyn," he finally managed to say.
"What about her?" said Michelle. "Is she getting a bit too much to handle? She's like that sometimes. She can get very clingy at times. You do realise she'll be worse than ever now, what with the whole you were kidnapped thing."
"Oh no, it's nothing bad" he said. "Quite the opposite." 'What?! Where'd that come from?' "You see, the thing is, we've got really close recently and, well, I'm scared of losing her."
"Well, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no chance of that happening," she said. "But that can't be the only thing you wanted to talk about, else we wouldn't have come all the way out here to talk."
"No, well, you see, the thing is..." he trailed off. He knew what he wanted to say but he couldn't say. His head was spinning. Everything that Becky had told him. Everything she'd hammered into his head every day was swirling through his mind. But, also, old emotions were surfacing. The glow he used to feel whenever he thought of Robyn. The feeling of acceptation whenever he was with any of her family. Everything was mixing together to form one hell of a headache.
"Yes?" prompted Michelle. She was beginning to feel bad about her earlier presumptions. She was beginning to seethe old Ash again now. 'Maybe it was just the shock of being returned home that had given him some temporary confidence,' she thought. 'And is he about to ask what I think he's going to ask?'
"Well, I was wondering if I could..." he stopped again. He would definitely say it now, but he couldn't work out if he meant it or not. The anger told him he was lying to get round Michelle but that old flame that still lingered somewhere deep within him told him it was the truth.
"I would like your consent to ask Robyn to marry me," he said.
"There now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" she said with a grin. He shook his head.
"I suppose not," he said.
"I'm not all that scary now, am I?" she said.
"No, not really," he replied. It was all starting to come back. He saw the old schoolhouse looming up ahead. He knew they would be there already, waiting, plotting. And he suddenly felt fear, but he kept walking. A little voice in the back of his mind was yelling at him to turn back now, get Michelle to safety whilst he still could, but his mind and body were now disconnected.
"So, do you have an answer?" he asked, trying to ignore the battle that was going on inside him. They passed through the high, wide gateway of the old schoolhouse and into the courtyard. 'It's too late now. What have you done? Robyn will hate you,' said a small voice in his head.
"I'd-" she began but he cut her off.
"Michelle, run!" he cried. "You've been set up!" But it was too late. Becky and Clare sprung out on either of them, each grabbing one of Michelle's arms.
Ash watched it all in slow motion. 'What have I done?' he thought. He knew it was useless trying to save her since there was two of them, and they were both probably armed. He needed to get help. He bolted. He ran as quickly as he could through the gates.
"I told you we couldn't trust him," said Clare, angrily. She went to go after him but Becky stopped her.
"Leave him," she said. "We'll get him later." She turned her attention back to Michelle. "Hello Michelle. Did you miss me?"
"No, not particularly," said Michelle. She said it as sweetly as she could and with as little fear as she could because she knew it would annoy Becky. She smiled at her attacker as if nothing unusual was happening.
"You won't be smiling so much once I'm done with you," hissed Becky.
"Ooh, what are going to do? Set Clare on me?" mocked Michelle. "Oh no, what am I going to do? I'm so scared." Becky nodded at Clare and she slapped Michelle hard.
"Oh, give it up, both of you," said Michelle. "You know as well as I do that, very soon, Ash is going to return with Aragorn and Legolas and one hell of a lot of guards. You're not going to live longer than two seconds of the guards seeing you. Unless we can come to an agreement."
"I'm not here to negotiate," snapped Becky.
"Not even for your own life?" said Michelle. "I find that hard to believe. You always did care most about number one, didn't you, Becky? Everyone else paled compared to you, didn't they? I can't believe that you no longer care for all that. You always were a vain bitch." Becky slapped her.
"That's not a safe way to talk considering your life is in my hands," she said.
"And yours is in mine," said Michelle. "If I die then the both of you will too. They will find you, and when they do, you'll be killed."
"Do you think I care any more?" said Becky. "We're all going to die some day, and you've made damn sure that I haven't got a life to stick with now- "
"You make it sound like it's my fault you kidnapped me," she said.
"Well, if you hadn't rejected us in the first place, then we wouldn't have had to do that," said Becky.
"Look, just listen to me for a minute, ok?" said Michelle. "If we're both going to die anyway, what difference does another couple of minutes make?"
"None, I suppose," said Becky. She was starting to loose the flow of the conversation and she didn't like it.
"Thank you. Anyway, what was I saying? Oh yes. I'm willing to make a deal with you. Don't kill me and I'll let the two of you go now. And provided you never come anywhere near me or my family ever again, this whole thing can be forgotten." Becky stayed silent for a while, and Michelle hoped that was because she was thinking over the proposal.
"If I accept it," said Becky, eventually; "you'll leave me well alone. We don't touch you. You don't touch us."
"Yep, that's the deal," said Michelle.
"Do you think I'm completely stupid?" she said. "I've known you long enough to know that you would never stick to that in a million years, Michelle. I think you forget we were best friends once."
"Exactly!" cried Michelle. "And what happened to that? What went wrong?"
"You,' said Clare, tired of being left out. "You screwed up everything. That's become quite a habit for you, hasn't it, Michelle? You always manage to hurt the people who love you by being just being you. You manage ruin your own life by just being you. I mean you got yourself pregnant at 15. Then you rejected the one person you'd ever truly loved. And to top it all off, you turned two of your best mates against you. That's quite a thing to achieve on your own."
"I didn't turn you against me," said Michelle, trying to pretend she hadn't been affected by what her former friend had just said. "You turned yourself against. And I got Legolas in the end, didn't I? And, yeah, I got pregnant at 15, and look how she turned out."
"A replica of you," said Becky. "And that isn't anything to be proud of."
"Well, we're both doing pretty well at the moment," said Michelle. "We're both in stable relationships."
"Oh yes, a 3,000-year old Elf and the person that brought you here," said Becky, smugly.
"You brain-washed Ash," said Michelle, unconvincingly. "And what is wrong with a 3,000-year old Elf?"
"Oh, come on, Michelle, don't tell me you've never wondered what he saw in you," said Becky. "Don't tell me you've never doubted his faithfulness. Nobody can be utterly perfect. It's not possible. Yet, Legolas seems to manage it. Apparently." That touched a nerve.
"Don't even think about trying to make up some crap about him being unfaithful," hissed Michelle.
"You know, I'm getting tired of this conversation," said Becky. "Clare, get us out of here."
In order to teleport each of them out of there, Clare had to let go of Michelle's arm, and Michelle took it as her chance to get away. Well, she was going to try and get away, and then she decided that revenge was a better idea. More likely to work and more enjoyable for her. She lunged at Becky, knocking her to the ground. She punched her hard.
"That is for being a two-faced bitch," she cried. She punched her again.
"That's for kidnapping me and beating the crap outta me when I was defenseless!" She punched her again.
"That's for kidnapping my daughter and beating her!" She punched her again.
"That's for kidnapping Ash and making all our lives living hell for a week!" She punched her one more time.
"And that's for being you! I never did like you." Becky finally managed to force Michelle of her. They both sprang to their feet and stood glaring at each other. Blood was pouring from Becky's nose and mouth.
"You'll regret that," she growled and threw herself at Michelle. Michelle stumbled slightly but then attacked Becky again.
"Clare, sometime soon would be nice!" she yelled.
"I can't!" she replied. "There's too much movement and turbulence! I can't either of you out! Only myself! You need to stop fighting!"
"Yeah, that'll happen!" said Michelle, as she punched Becky in the stomach.
Meanwhile, Ash hammered on the door of his home. His mother opened it with a look of confusion.
"Ash, what are you-" she started.
"Are Aragorn and Legolas still here?!" he cried.
"Yes, but-" He forced his way passed her and into the living room where he found Aragorn (A/N: Forget the fact that Aragorn is King and he wouldn't just randomly sit in 'common people's' houses. This is fiction. It's made up. I really don't care how things would be in the real world!), Legolas and Robyn all sitting peacefully.
"They've got her!" he said, before anyone else had a chance to say anything.
"What?!" cried Robyn. Legolas leapt to his feet.
"Where?" he said.
"The old schoolhouse," he gasped, trying to catch his breath. Legolas ran from the house, closely followed by Aragorn, Ash and Robyn.
"How did it happen?" she asked Ash, as she struggled to keep up with the three fast walking men. "And how did you end up at the old schoolhouse?"
"I took her there," said Ash, ashamedly. "I know you're going to hate me for this but I took her to them. I knew they were there." Robyn stopped dead as she was walking.
"You did what?" she whispered.
"Robyn, there's no time for this now," said Legolas. "We've got to help Michelle now, before it's too late. We can sort out whose fault it is later." He shot a dirty look in Ash's direction and then continued walking.
They quickly returned to Legolas' and Robyn's home where Legolas retrieved his trusted bow and arrow, which had lain out of use for many years. Robyn was extremely upset and refused to let Ash into the house. She couldn't believe how much he had betrayed her. Betrayed them all.
They broke out into a run once they'd left Robyn's house. Aragorn stopped briefly to fetch his own sword, Andúril and gathered some guards whilst doing so. Legolas, Ash and Robyn continued without him, all fearing the worst. Robyn could think of nothing to say accept:
"I'll never forgive you for this."
When they arrived at the old schoolhouse, they saw the most astonishing sight ever. Michelle was fighting Becky and was winning. And it wasn't your usual bitch fight with nails and hair pulling. This was a proper fight with fists and kicks and no restraints. Every so often they would hear a cry of:
"You bitch!" or "You're going to regret ever being born!" or "That's for..." The three of them stood staring for many minutes, unnoticed by the two fighters and the other nervous-looking spectator.
They were finally snapped out of the trance by the arrival of Aragorn and 6 capable looking men. At that, Clare also noticed the 10 newbies and closed her eyes, preparing to teleport herself out. Quicker than flash, without anyone having to tell him to do so, Legolas readied his bow and loosed one single arrow that pierced Clare's chest. Clare fell to the ground, dead.
The fight stopped. Michelle and Becky stared at the corpse that lay before them. To the surprise of all, a tear trickled down Becky's bloodstained face. Michelle ran to crowd of people where both Robyn and Legolas threw their arms around her. The three of them stood in the embrace for a long time.
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A/N: She had to go. She would have killed one or both of them if she didn't die herself, and we can't have that. Sorry you lost your moment of glory, Moj. You were going to, originally, but whilst writing this chapter I changed the plot about 4 times. And I finally had Becky not dying the fourth time I changed it. Sorry! I can't be bothered to do individual reviewer notes this time, so I'm just going to say a universal thank you to everyone! You're all so lovely to me! THANK YOU!!! Luvs Elfie xXxXx
