Chapter 8 Salt

Note: I changed it so that 18 years have passed for Michelle, so she's going to turn 21 in May. You'll understand why I changed it when you read the sequel. (Yes, I'm writing it, whether you people read it or not.) Ctjtexan: Maybe that was kinda confusing. Did anyone else have trouble understanding the stuff that happened in the door vault? KoolBubbles: Well, duh, he likes her, but not in a romantic way. That's just sick. You have a sick mind.

Teensy bit of gore in the end of the chapter. Sighhhhh..Only a few more chapters to go.

"Ok," Michelle said, trying to keep her cool. "We need to find them."

"No, really?" Mike replied sarcastically.

Michelle gave him a 'shut up' look. "Hey, that looks like them!"

"Sulley's ok!" Mike shouted. "And Kristin's with him!"

"Cool," Michelle shouted back. "But I think we'll need help. What are monster police called?"

Mike stared blankly.

"Y'know, the monsters who 'uphold the law' and all that crap!" Michelle added.

"Well, you could try the MHR," Mike said. "Y'know, Monster Human Relations? They'd take care of Sam."

"Ok. I'll get back into factory and get to the MHR and you stay here and if anything happens, get out and sound an alarm or something," Michelle replied. Mike gave her a skeptical look. "Look, I'm making this up as I go along, ok?" Michelle added hotly. "Um, see you later," she told him.

"Yeah," Mike replied.

And Michelle made her way back to the entrance to the vault. If only she had noticed that she had been seen...

And it would have been useful if she had known it was 5 in the morning and they didn't have much time.

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Michelle ran through the factory. She was glad that she had such a good memory. She had the layout of the factory etched in her mind, and as soon as she saw she was close to the door, she put on an extra burst of speed, not even noticing that her mask had flown off. But Celia, who was coming in early, noticed. The two of them crashed, and Michelle fell on her back. "Sorry," she mumbled, but her eyes widened when she noticed what Celia was staring at.

"Who are you?" Celia whispered.

"Don't you remember?" Michelle whispered back. "I ruined your date with Mike last year."

"You're the girl Sulley let in, aren't you?" Celia said. "Wait, that's impossible. You're much older than her."

"But one year in the monster world equals eighteen years in the human world," Michelle replied. "I am that kid."

"Wow," Celia said, helping Michelle off the floor. "So, why were you running?"

"It's a long story," Michelle replied, remembering her mission. "But there's a lot going on in the door vault."

"Can I help?" Celia asked.

"You could call the MHR," Michelle said. "Because there's this slug alien monster thing who has got Sulley and my daughter, Kristin, hostage. And he might have Mike."

"Googly Bear..Ok, I'll call the MHR," Celia agreed.

"Well, then I'll find a way to get the slug.." A look of realization came over Michelle's face. "A slug.Celia, as soon as you have called the MHR, then go to the kitchen." she leaned forward and whispered her plan to Celia.

Michelle had shed her costume and was once again tearing down the hallway to get back into the door vault when she tripped over something. "What the?" she muttered, picking herself up. Then she heard something that made her blood run cold. Footsteps. "Who's there?" she asked. "Show yourself!"

An insane giggling filled the hallway and something thick and slimy curled around her neck. That thick and slimy something curled tighter and tighter and tighter..and everything went black.

Uh-oh! What just choked Michelle? How many times has she been knocked out!!?? What is her plan that has to do with the kitchen!? Find out next chapter! Oh wait, there's more.



"What? Where am I?" Michelle asked, feeling groggy. Then her eyes snapped open. "YOU!"

"Me," replied Randall, tightening the ropes that held her to a pipe. Then she realized where she was. They were in a dark room. It was Randall's old laboratory thingy.

"I didn't know you were behind all this!" Michelle exclaimed. What was he going to do to her?

"Duh," Randall replied. "Neither did your pals Sullivan and Wazowski.Wait, how did you know who I am?"

Michelle grinned mockingly. "You don't know who I am, do you?"

"No, I don't," Randall admitted.

"Well, I guess it's ok if I tell you my real intentions. I hate Wazowski and Sullivan!" Michelle lied.

"You expect me to believe that?" spat Randall.

"It's the truth," Michelle replied, her face completely straight.

"Why do you hate them? You're a human," Randall asked suspiciously.

"It's a long, painful story. I'd rather not go into it," she replied, stunned at her own boldness. "So, who's that human kid?" she asked.

"Sullivan let her in by accident last year," Randall replied.

It took all of Michelle's willpower to not laugh. He thought Kristin was Michelle! "So, are you gonna let me go?" she asked. "I'd tell you who I am, but it's a secret."

Randall hesitated for a moment, but began to untie the ropes. Michelle got up and rubbed the places where the rope had cut into her skin. "Ok," she said, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I'll give you a hint."

And she picked up a random heavy object and whacked him in the head with it. "Now do you remember?" she asked, her voice cold.

"You're the kid." Randall whispered before going unconscious.

"Maybe that'll teach you to mess with my kitty," she muttered before running out of the room.

Celia was looking for her. "Hey," Michelle wheezed. "I had a run in with Randall." Ignoring the stunned look on Celia's face, she nodded toward the bag Celia was holding. "Are we ready?"

The two set off to defeat Sam.

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"Ok, I'll take that," Michelle told Celia, pointing to the bag in Celia's hands, or tentacles, or whatever. "The other employees will be coming in soon. Just keep them from finding out anything, ok?"

Celia nodded. "Good luck."

"Thanks," Michelle replied, and made her way into the door vault. She climbed up onto a platform, directly above Sam, Kristin, and Sulley. She hoped that Mike was ok, wherever he was.

Then Michelle gasped. Sam was pointing his phaser thingy at Kristin. Sulley scooped her up. "Take me," he said. "Leave the kid alone."

Michelle's eyes filled with tears at her friend's loyalty. She looked down at the bag in her hands. It was time to end this. "Hey, Moo hole!" she called (A/N: Moo is what my friends and I say when we want to use strong language but cannot because we're in school. It basically means bleep) And she ripped open the bag and poured the contents all over Sam.

"What are you doing?!" he cried.

"Curiosity salted the slug!" she called back, as pounds of salt from the kitchen poured all over Sam.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" he screamed. Sulley covered Kristin's eyes. (A/N: I've never salted a snail before, so I don't really know what it looks like.) Sam basically began to dissolve. Soon, he was nothing but a puddle of mucus colored slime.

Michelle was about to jump down when she heard something. Her heart froze as she looked frantically for the source of the noise. Seeing no one there, she realized it had to be Randall. Wishing she could stop and apologize to Sulley, Michelle swiftly made her way through the door vault. She came to a wall, although she wouldn't have been able to tell the color of the wall to save her life, it was so covered with doors. She climbed along them, hoping to hide, regroup, and come up with a plan. She thought she was alone. Until..

"Hey!" shouted a voice.

"Mike?" Michelle asked, looking behind a section of doors. Mike's one eye peered back at her.

"Michelle? Is that you?" he asked.

"No, it's Santa Claus," she replied sarcastically. "Of course it's me!"

"Well, sorreee, but I wanted to be careful, what with Randall running around. Oh, by the way, Randall is"

"I know, he's back. I had a little run in with him. Seemed to think it'd be funny if he half strangled me and took me hostage," she told him.

Mike gaped at her. "How did you get free?"

"He forgot that 18 years in the human world equals 1 year in the monster world. He didn't know who I was. So I told him I hated you and Sulley, and he let me go, and I whacked him over the head with this wrench thingy," she told him.

Suddenly, the door Mike had been holding on to gave a sudden jerk and it began to go forward. "What the?" Mike shouted.

Michelle leaned forward and grabbed his hand, yanking him back onto a nearby door. "I bet everyone is back at work, and someone was gonna use that door," she said.

"Well then, we better be careful which door we grab," Mike said.

"Ok, let's go and try and beat up Randall, I guess," Michelle said uncertainly.

"Well, nothing could go wrong with that master plan!" Mike said, rolling his eye.

"Aw, shaddup," Michelle muttered, giving Mike the evil eye.

The two of them jumped from door to door. They crept across a platform directly above Randall, Sulley, and Kristin. Randall had Sam's phaser, and was adjusting the knobs on it. Michelle heard her heart pounding in her ears. "Oh God," she whispered. "It's set to kill."

Randall fired at Kristin.

"NOOOO!" Michelle shrieked, launching herself off the platform.

Bum bum bum!

Cliffhanger!!!!