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The Double Cross-Chapter 9

Eleanor continued to strangle her sister. She broke Sarah¡¦s wrist as Sarah tried to pry her hands off. The gun slid across the room as the sisters fought. Eleanor never hated anyone so much; she grabbed onto Sarah¡¦s hair and slammed her head roughly against the floor.

Who would go crazy because of a man? Eleanor can¡¦t possibly imagine. However, it makes no difference now. Sarah will die, Eleanor thought bitterly. After all, an eye for an eye. That is what my mentor taught me and this is where I am going to apply it.

Blood began to flow out from the back of Sarah¡¦s head. Sarah was no longer screaming and jerking, she was losing her consciousness. Red fluid was all over Eleanor¡¦s hand. Red, just like her parent¡¦s blood.

Oh my god. What am I doing?

Long had she wanted to get a chance to revenge her parent¡¦s death. But what will come after it once she killed Sarah? Will she be satisfied? Fulfilled? Or lose her sense of direction in her life?

This was not the answer she wanted. Eleanor pushed herself back and sat down, but not without moving herself away from Sarah, who remained on the floor. Eleanor took a good look around Sarah¡¦s room. It was a typical teenager room. Stuff animals were placed on her bed. Clothes were thrown carelessly onto her desk and chair. Sarah got a length-sized mirror which was reflecting Eleanor and everything beside her perfectly, which included Sarah. Then Eleanor frowned.

Her reflection, noticing that she was watching, smiled and waved at her as ¡¥she¡¦ pulled out a knife from behind. ¡¥She walked up to Sarah who was also in the reflection. Pulling Sarah up, ¡¥she¡¦ slit Sarah¡¦s throat. Eleanor watched in horror as she slowly turned to see Sarah who laid behind her but she was fine. Looking back at the mirror, her moving reflection was gone.

Eleanor blinked, was that her imagination? Then she suddenly realized¡Kwhat am I doing here? Wasn¡¦t I supposed to be in Mirkwood? Things didn¡¦t seem to make sense any longer. A world of fiction was brought to life, now she is in god knows where. Eleanor got close to the mirror and touched it. Instead of feeling something cold and hard, her index finger sailed through it. Then some sort of force pulled her into the mirror before she had time to react.

Eleanor crashed down onto the hard cement floor beneath her. Looking around, she recognized she was no longer in her sister¡¦s room, but in school. She saw a roll of lockers beside her. The school didn¡¦t change much considering it still have those wall painted in neon yellow colour. All the memories flooded back to her; all the good times and difficult times.

The bell rang as students got out of their class.

¡§Eleanor, what are you doing here?¡¨

Eleanor glanced up and saw her old friend, Danielle, standing there. She got a handful of textbooks and binders in her hands. Danielle and she went to elementary school together. Ending up in the same secondary was no surprise since they lived in the same area. Danielle came from France and moved to Canada by the time she was ten. It didn¡¦t take a long time before they were great friends as both of them have the same interest. They told everything to each other, each acting as a counsellor or just simply someone to confide in. However, years have passed since they last met. Her long brown hair was cut to shoulder length but her green eyes remained the same. After the demise of her parents, they hadn¡¦t talk with each other anymore as Eleanor began to isolate herself before she dropped out of school.

¡§Eleanor you were gone for so long.¡¨ Danielle said. ¡§Tell me, what is going on. Do you need a place to stay, cause if you do¡K¡¨ When she saw Eleanor shaking her head, she said in frustration, ¡§talk to me so I can at least help you damn it.¡¨

¡§I am sorry.¡¨ Eleanor said, casting her last glance, ¡§I am not even supposed to be here.¡¨

Eleanor got up and quickly made for the exit. If she remembered correctly, she is currently on second floor. By heading straight ahead, there should be a staircase which leads to outside. Don¡¦t be nice to me, or I¡¦ll never be able to stand up on my own again.

¡§Wait don¡¦t go!¡¨ Danielle called behind her, and then she turned to some student beside her and shouted ¡§Quick, call the police! She¡¦s Eleanor Chan!, the one who killed her parents and blamed her sister for it. Her sister went crazy because of her.¡¨

Eleanor jerked to a stop and turned around, glaring at her friend. Several students had gathered around to watch as the scene before them unfolded.

¡§What? Are you going to kill me as to what you did to your parents? In case you didn¡¦t notice, we are in school and if you kill me now. Unless you kill every one of the people in school, there will be so many witnesses that you will never be able to get away with it.¡¨ Danielle sneered. ¡§How could you kill your parents after all they have done for you! You should be the one to die, not them. How can you still be alive? I would be so shameful that I would have killed myself!¡¨

Eleanor stared at Danielle a moment longer before she started to laugh. ¡§Whoever you are, listen to this very carefully. Danielle loved my family. Even so, she is the only one who understood me clearly. She knows me well enough to know that I am not someone who will do such a thing. If not,¡¨ Eleanor pointed at herself, ¡§why would I consider her as a friend in the first place.¡¨

With that, she walked down the stairs, ignoring those who pointed fingers at her and teachers who came out of their classroom to see what was going on. Now I am positive that I am not in the real world. If I am not, then where am I? Then Eleanor heard something. It sounded like music of some sort yet it sounded like a chant also. However, it stopped before she had a chance to listen to it.

Eleanor frowned as she got out of the school, feeling the cold breeze. The death of her parents caused her to be on the verge of insanity. A lot of time was needed before Eleanor was able to let it go, especially when Sarah, her only sister, was the murderer. Even so, at the back of her mind, she always dreamed of killing Sarah to avenge for her parents and the pain which Sarah had caused. Now after she was close to doing it did she realized that she would never be able to kill Sarah.

There was something she had forgotten before; her parents are dead for a long time ago. They are dead; they will never be alive again giving Sarah another chance to murder them. What happened before just doesn¡¦t make sense.

Coming back to school had been a nightmare. Eleanor remembered how difficult it was to keep her head high as people pointed fingers at her. Going to school just didn¡¦t appeal to her anymore. Before, the main reason for her to go to school was so she can repay her parents as they gave her a chance to become someone. After that incident, Eleanor had no one to care for and no goal to thrive for anymore.

It was as if she was in a dream that was created to make her go insane. The person knows about her weakness and what will hurt her to most. It was almost painful for her to not be able to prevent the death of her parents. She had always feared what others would say to her. That was the main reason why she isolated herself from others. Hearing those words coming out of Danielle was almost depressing. Luckily, she was able to realize that there is not way that Danielle would say something like that. But why? Whatever it is, she wants out.

Eleanor walked pasted her old house and continued down the street. She walked into her apartment building, it wasn¡¦t the best apartment in the world but she¡¦ll have to make-do. It wasn¡¦t as if she is staying there for a long time anyway. Entering her room, she took out her gym bag which had all her equipment in it. If a bastard was the cause of her staying here then she¡¦s not going down without a fight.

Swinging her bag onto her back by twisting her wrist as she opened the door of her apartment, she paused; the chanting was starting again.

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¡§Prince! Don¡¦t go near her!¡¨

Legolas moved slowly toward Eleanor, who continued to laugh. He had seen those who went battle crazy, but had never encountered a situation where a person¡¦s personality changed that significantly within such a short time.

Instead of battle crazy, he considered the fact that there might be something inside Eleanor¡¦s body, something evil. From what she had said before, Eleanor seemed to be possessed by the One Ring. But how? Wasn¡¦t the ring supposed to be in Shire; in the hands the ringbearer?

¡§Eleanor¡K¡¨

¡§I told you she¡¦s gone, it means she¡¦s not longer here anymore.¡¨ Eleanor gave a small smile as she swayed from side to side. She got an inebriated look on her face; it was as if she was in a dreamlike state.

¡§Then where is she?¡¨

¡§She¡¦s in here.¡¨ Eleanor chuckled as she pointed to her head, ¡§She is fading; you should¡¦ve feel it also. She is living within her own memory. Her fears and her desires are placed in front of her. Whether she will survive is completely up to her. From how it¡¦s going, she¡¦s not doing too well don¡¦t you think.¡¨ It wasn¡¦t a question but a statement. Eleanor looked at Legolas, ¡§nothing to say huh prince. Well I love to stay but I got to go. Can¡¦t keep my Lord waiting now can we.¡¨ She walked slowly away from Legolas, keeping her head high, mocking the elves as they are powerless against her.

Eleanor swirled around, ¡§What did you say, you weakling. You should be grateful that I didn¡¦t kill you or any of your men.¡¨

Legolas narrowed his eyes. He didn¡¦t even say anything.

Eleanor felt there was something stirring within her, yearning for escape. No, it took ¡¥it¡¦ so long to be able to get this body. Too long. There is no way that ¡¥it¡¦ will let Eleanor out. No, ¡¥it¡¦ should refer itself as ¡¥it¡¦ anymore. ¡¥It¡¦ has finally taken her body. ¡¥It¡¦ is somebody now, a person, Eleanor. How Eleanor was able recognize that she was in a dream world was beyond ¡¥her¡¦ concern. It doesn¡¦t matter now, if those elves don¡¦t know how to keep his mouth shut, and then ¡¥she¡¦ll have to make them.

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Eleanor looked around her apartment; she swore that she had heard some sort of a chant. Yet it was in a foreign language which she couldn¡¦t comprehend. She closed the door and went to her computer. The monitor displayed places that were around her apartment. Even though it was daytime, there weren¡¦t a lot of people on the street.

The chanting was getting louder. It seemed as if the sound were coming from all four walls.

Images began to flash before her: orcs, a dagger covered with black blood, elves shooting arrows in front of her, Legolas¡¦s face.

Eleanor blinked just as she was about to stab into Legolas¡¦ skull. She bended her wrist, barely missing him and cutting parts of his blond hair off. She was sitting on top of him. Eleanor pushed herself off from him and she realized how dirty she was. She was covered with mud and some ink all over her body, in her hair, on her supposedly white dress, on her face and arms, the stupid backpack was waterproofed, so the liquid wasn¡¦t absorbed. Eleanor felt the smooth liquid dripping off her fingertips, smelling it made her want to throw up. She wiped the stuff on her dress.

Looking around, she had a heart attack. The body parts of orcs were chopped off and scattered everywhere. Broken weapons and arrows were all over the ground. The elves didn¡¦t do too good themselves either. Out of all the men, none of them remained standing. She concluded that they must be severely injured; after all they have to be reasonably skilled in combat if they were to fight orcs head-on. This is like a kamikaze, killing others by sacrificing themselves. The sight and the blood were really getting on to her.

There seemed to be a time lapse from the time she jumped out of the tree to now. She couldn¡¦t have been dozed off since she moved to a different place from before. She felt so confused, what is real and what is fake. Did she went crazy after the death of her parents and started creating this world? Or she did indeed crash land onto Middle Earth and what happened before was caused by somebody?

¡§What the hell happened?¡¨ Eleanor buried her face with her hands. Suddenly she felt something hard and cold, looking at her hand; she realized that there was different about her hands.

She was wearing a gold ring.

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Well this is the end of Chapter 9. Please read and review cuz so I¡¦ll know what you think about it.