OK. I double checked this and JoOLZ you were right. I had stupid spelling and grammar mistakes. You see I was too tired to read trough this chapter and I wanted it on the Net as fast as possible. So I only checked it with a spelling checker and didn't read it trough myself. Now I did however and there shouldn't be that many mistakes anymore, but of course there's still some cause English is not my first language and I can't see every mistake cause I'm not perfect... *Shocked* I'm NOT?!! Ok thanks for letting me know :) *LOL*
I will put some Phoebe & Joey loving in the next chapter, 'cause I thought of a perfect plan to get them into this fic :). The P&J questionmark thing meant that I hadn't yet decided if I put them into this fic... But now there is no questions about it. :)
Oh, where have you gotten the idea that I love reviews???? I don't understand. You sent a private detective after me, didn't you! OMG! Or maybe the fact that I beg at the beggining and in the end of every chapter for you to give me some of those gave me in... Hmmm...Which one of those options is it?? Hmmm... This is a toughie. *LMAO* Yeah of course I love reviews! Why wouldn't I? :-) Thank you for reviewing and keep them coming please :-) Pretty please :-). (Again with the begging)
Chapter 2 "Mysterious men"
Anything can remind you of someone you love. Sea, because of the blueness of her eyes. The sun, because of the warmth of her smile. The beautiful flowers in the meadow, because of her beauty, although you can't even compare it with anything. Even a rake can be a beloved one's manifestation to some people. Well, at least for Ross Geller, who couldn't stop thinking about Rachel Green no matter what he did. Now he was raking the leaves and of course his thoughts have returned to the beautiful blonde girl.
Was is love though?
How could it be?
He barely knew the girl. In fact he didn't know her at all... and...
"No!" Ross shook his head. It couldn't be love.... It just couldn't.
***
The sight was something Monica had never seen before. There must have been at least 30 large men in a row more or less straight. She felt a little out of place. She pulled her hat deeper into her head and made sure it covered her long raven hair completely. She had had just enough time to stop by at Ross' place and change into some of his clothing. Yet she still didn't quite look like a man but it had to do. She added herself into the row and stood up straight to make herself look taller, unfortunately, next to the XL-sized men she looked more like a mouse next to elephants.
"This definitely wasn't a good idea" She thought. Even though she would be able to beat any man here, there was no way she could stand a chance if they all attacked simultaneously. 30 against one was a little too much even for her. Luckily for her the men hadn't seen her yet, so she still had a change to back off. Leave back where she came from.
She never gave up. She was a survivor, but now she thought it really would be the best for her to just pass this adventure and go search for another, not so crazy one. She backed away slowly but it was too late...a strong hand grabbed her tightly from the shoulder.
***
Rachel tried hard to see something in the night but her eyes weren't yet used to the darkness. Her clothing made the matter worse. It was impossible to move around with the wide dress she was wearing.
"Thank you so much Paris and your latest fashion!" Rachel cursed. If it was up to her, she wouldn't even wear a dress like this, but her mom insisted that Green family reputation had to be kept high. That required Rachel wearing the right kind of clothing as well. So she didn't own anything else but the latest fashion.
Rachel always envied guys. She had never worn pants so she could only imagine how comfortable they were.
Well this would most definitely be a perfect pants situation. You see Rachel was sneaking out of the house.
Today Boopenhaben had asked her hand from her parents and they had said yes. Rachel's opinion wasn't asked about the matter. She were to marry the guy this summer.
"My ass I will!" she had said up in her room and plotted a perfect plan.
She would leave tonight and never look back.
Now she was heading towards the tables to get Columbus and it wasn't helping that it had begun to rain... and quite heavily if one might add.
"Damn it!" She cursed when she slipped. It was getting very slippery and cold. And because of the fall Rachel was now all muddy. But she didn't care. She couldn't turn back. She would have the courage to leave... She had to.
"Finally." Rachel whispered all out of breath when she reached the tables. She checked her bag once again. Everything she needed was in there. Some clothing and some food and other vital things needed every day. "Good." she smiled. Now only thing left to do was to get Columbus. Thank God she had put him ready earlier. After deciding to run away she had had everything ready for her leave. She had put the saddle on to Columbus and the harness also.
What Rachel hadn't thought of though was the hired help. There was always someone sleeping over at the tables. Especially now since there had been some mysterious men walking around. Well this time Ross Geller had the watching turn and he wasn't about to miss any trespasser.
Quietly Ross tossed to check who it was. It was too dark to see, but he knew that someone was there.
Suddenly he heard someone getting on a horse and then some clatter of the hoofs.
"Horse stealer." he immediately thought. He wasn't about to let someone get away with this. Not while he was watching.
Quickly he took the nearest horse and put him a harness on as fast and quietly as he could. No saddle would be needed, there was no time for that. Nimbly he hopped on top of the horse and started racing after the thief who must have gotten a pretty steady lead. Luckily Ross was an excellent rider and a really fast one too.
Rachel noticed someone behind her and speeded up. She had gotten riding lessons since she was four but obviously this man had also since he was reaching her by the second.
"Damn it!" Rachel yelled.
"Columbus, you have to help me, please. Faster."
They reached to the forest. Rachel knew that this was a dangerous area. There were some strange things happening in the blue lake's forest lately but she didn't have any other option. The man behind her was getting closer and closer. Rachel's only hope was that he wouldn't dare to cross the line she was now crossing. She asked Columbus to speed up once again and soon they were heading in the middle of the dark forest. The rain poured heavier and the wind blowed harder but Rachel couldn't give up now. She had come too far.
But it was too dark. Rachel couldn't see anything. And neither could Columbus. When suddenly a bird or a bat or some other flying creature flew right towards them Rachel couldn't but make a sudden turn which was impossible for Col to make in such a high speed. He slipped and Rachel fell down on the wet and cold ground loosing her consciousness.
"Oh my God!" Ross yelled and lowed his speed a little. When he reached to Rachel and Col he got down from the horse and ran towards the stranger to check if he was okay... To his huge surprise he was a she...And not just any she but Rachel Green.
***
"What are you doing here little boy!" a raw voice said behind her. It was a familiar voice, but it took her a while to remember why. It was the other man from the alley. After raicing her confidence she turned around to look at him straight to the face. The man was at least twice her size, but it didn't scare her. His face was was ugly but the expression in his eyes was even uglier. It showed how condescendingly he felt about her.
"I'm..."changing her voice to a little lower tone to sound more masculine she continued "...here to fight." her statement made the group of man laugh.
"You're here to fight?" the ugly man asked as soon as he was able to speak again.
"Yes..you heard right. I'm here to kick some ass." She repeated her previous words louder annoyed by their reaction. They had no idea who they were laughing at, but she'd show them.
"Just go home to your mom while you still can. There is nothing here for you." His "joke" made the men laugh again. Luckily it was cut short by a loud yell that came behind them. "Quiet!!" it said. and immidietly all the laughter stoped, but not just the laughter. It seemed as the creatures of the forest became silent as well and the wind that had blown stod still. In fact the powerful voice had made everything fall into a deep stillness. It was probably just in her mind but that was just how powerful the voice sounded to her.
All the men froze and left back to their own positions in the row. The newcomer observed them quietly until he finally asked: "What is happening here?"
Monica couldn't see him yet because of the men that were blocking her field of vision. But it just made her even more curious to see who was behind the powerful voice. It sounded so familiar to her: so confident and passionate.
"There has been a leak..." someone from the group dared to say..
"What!? A leak? How is that possible?"
"I do not know. But there is a strainger in the crowd." He said pointing at Monica's direction. It made her cough nervously.
"A stranger?" Monica heard him ask. It was obvious to her that the man behind the voice had come closer to her. And she was right. In no time two piercing blue eyes stared in to hers. It seemed like they could look straight through her soul so she quickly turned away.
"Who are you?" He asked her, but Monica kept her sight on the ground. It felt too dangerous to look into this man's eyes. His handsome features were all it took to take her breath away.
"I'm..I'm..." she felt out of words and this was most certanly not the best place to feel out of words.
"I don't have all night. It was a simple question. I'm advising you to answer it now." he warned her.
"I'm Ross...Geller" She finally said unsurely.
"Oh Ross Geller." He tasted the name in his mouth. "What is your business here?"
"I'm here to fight as the rest of you. I wanna join your clan"
"Oh you wanna join our clan..." He smiled a little and took a cigaret out of his pocket. That's when it hit her. Of course the voice sounded familiar. This was the other man from the alley. The one who said women can't fight. The one who made her come here in the first place. The one she wanted to prove wrong.
"How have you heard of our clan." he asked breaking her thought.
"Well...I..."
"Look at me. I wanna see your eyes when you say it. I wanna make sure you're not lying." he ordered and Monica turned her gaze up into those eyes again. She started feeling more and more nervous by the second. The man was standing so close to her it was only a matter of time before he would notice that there was something not so manly about her after all. She had to be strong now.
"I was in the alley and I heard you talking tonight. I mean no harm I just want to be given a change."
"Have you told any others about this "clan" of ours?"
"No I swear I haven't. I came here almost immediately when I heard about the trials. I want to try out if I can make it."
"What makes you think that you can. Look at us others. I'm a small man myself comparing to those but you. To be honest I have never seen a man so small before. You're almost like a woman."
"Oh no" Monica thought. Did he know. She was grateful for Ross' big clothes wich made her look bigger than she actually was and also for covering her feminine figure perfectly. But the clothes still didn't make her feel anymore powerful.
"I know I'm very slender for a man. But that just makes me quicker. The tinier you are the quicker you get usually." She mumbled more or less self-confidently but the man did not yet look convinced.
"I'm also good at spying...Well actually that you already know. " she added referring to the alley incident.
"And besides fighting is more about the technic than about ones size. You, yourself, must be a one heck of a fighter but comparing you to the others you're not that big either...You said it yourself." She continued. He looked at her curiously for a long while. She was sure he just wanted to grill her and make her more nervous.
"Okay...I do get your point." He smiled a little. This tiny man had cuts and he liked that.
"Well I guess there is no harm on letting you trial. Then we'll definitely see if you're any good." He gave her a wink, which made her blush, before turning his attention to the rest of the group. There was something about this man that made her totally forget why she had come here in the first place. It was those eyes that were going to be the end of her. Those eyes which one could sink into forever. Monica bet that many women had sink into them already. She had to be stronger than the others. And at this point she still believed she was. And as she walked behind the men towards the trial set she smiled one of her irresistible smiles, because she knew that her old life was history and her new one had just begun. She started thinking about the unbelievable adventures she might come across in the future, but nothing compared to what was really going to happen. Her journey had just begun.
***
"Oh no." Ross quietly stated in a shock.
"Rach!" He yelled and tried to shook her awake. "Please, you have to be ok. You have to wake up." He pleaded but nothing happened.
He checked her pulse and thanked God that he found it...
But it was only a weak pulse. She was struggling to stay alive.
Ross turned to check on Col next. He seemed to be ok since he had gotten up himself, but he was obviously still in shock. As was he...
"Col, it's ok. Don't worry." Ross tried to calm him down but he wasn't even himself sure if it was ok. In fact for him everything was totally opposite of ok. It looked bad and Ross tried hard not to fear the worse.
He went to check on Rachel again. There was no change.
"We have to get you warm. You will freeze to death here."
Luckily he had been in this forest before so he knew there was an abandoned house near by. The problem was that it was so dark that it would be very hard to find.
He had to try though. He would find that house and get Rachel safe even if it would be the last thing he did.
Slowly and gently he picked her up. He thought he would come back for the horses later. But strangely they started following him. Maybe they were scared of being left alone, he thought but didn't bother to analyze it more. He had better things, more important things in mind.
THE End!!!
No just kidding *LOL*
TO BE CONTINUED...
Will Rachel die? Will Monica kick Chandler's ass? Will the world turn into a place ruled by weird green creatures?
You decide... Review :-)
I will put some Phoebe & Joey loving in the next chapter, 'cause I thought of a perfect plan to get them into this fic :). The P&J questionmark thing meant that I hadn't yet decided if I put them into this fic... But now there is no questions about it. :)
Oh, where have you gotten the idea that I love reviews???? I don't understand. You sent a private detective after me, didn't you! OMG! Or maybe the fact that I beg at the beggining and in the end of every chapter for you to give me some of those gave me in... Hmmm...Which one of those options is it?? Hmmm... This is a toughie. *LMAO* Yeah of course I love reviews! Why wouldn't I? :-) Thank you for reviewing and keep them coming please :-) Pretty please :-). (Again with the begging)
Chapter 2 "Mysterious men"
Anything can remind you of someone you love. Sea, because of the blueness of her eyes. The sun, because of the warmth of her smile. The beautiful flowers in the meadow, because of her beauty, although you can't even compare it with anything. Even a rake can be a beloved one's manifestation to some people. Well, at least for Ross Geller, who couldn't stop thinking about Rachel Green no matter what he did. Now he was raking the leaves and of course his thoughts have returned to the beautiful blonde girl.
Was is love though?
How could it be?
He barely knew the girl. In fact he didn't know her at all... and...
"No!" Ross shook his head. It couldn't be love.... It just couldn't.
***
The sight was something Monica had never seen before. There must have been at least 30 large men in a row more or less straight. She felt a little out of place. She pulled her hat deeper into her head and made sure it covered her long raven hair completely. She had had just enough time to stop by at Ross' place and change into some of his clothing. Yet she still didn't quite look like a man but it had to do. She added herself into the row and stood up straight to make herself look taller, unfortunately, next to the XL-sized men she looked more like a mouse next to elephants.
"This definitely wasn't a good idea" She thought. Even though she would be able to beat any man here, there was no way she could stand a chance if they all attacked simultaneously. 30 against one was a little too much even for her. Luckily for her the men hadn't seen her yet, so she still had a change to back off. Leave back where she came from.
She never gave up. She was a survivor, but now she thought it really would be the best for her to just pass this adventure and go search for another, not so crazy one. She backed away slowly but it was too late...a strong hand grabbed her tightly from the shoulder.
***
Rachel tried hard to see something in the night but her eyes weren't yet used to the darkness. Her clothing made the matter worse. It was impossible to move around with the wide dress she was wearing.
"Thank you so much Paris and your latest fashion!" Rachel cursed. If it was up to her, she wouldn't even wear a dress like this, but her mom insisted that Green family reputation had to be kept high. That required Rachel wearing the right kind of clothing as well. So she didn't own anything else but the latest fashion.
Rachel always envied guys. She had never worn pants so she could only imagine how comfortable they were.
Well this would most definitely be a perfect pants situation. You see Rachel was sneaking out of the house.
Today Boopenhaben had asked her hand from her parents and they had said yes. Rachel's opinion wasn't asked about the matter. She were to marry the guy this summer.
"My ass I will!" she had said up in her room and plotted a perfect plan.
She would leave tonight and never look back.
Now she was heading towards the tables to get Columbus and it wasn't helping that it had begun to rain... and quite heavily if one might add.
"Damn it!" She cursed when she slipped. It was getting very slippery and cold. And because of the fall Rachel was now all muddy. But she didn't care. She couldn't turn back. She would have the courage to leave... She had to.
"Finally." Rachel whispered all out of breath when she reached the tables. She checked her bag once again. Everything she needed was in there. Some clothing and some food and other vital things needed every day. "Good." she smiled. Now only thing left to do was to get Columbus. Thank God she had put him ready earlier. After deciding to run away she had had everything ready for her leave. She had put the saddle on to Columbus and the harness also.
What Rachel hadn't thought of though was the hired help. There was always someone sleeping over at the tables. Especially now since there had been some mysterious men walking around. Well this time Ross Geller had the watching turn and he wasn't about to miss any trespasser.
Quietly Ross tossed to check who it was. It was too dark to see, but he knew that someone was there.
Suddenly he heard someone getting on a horse and then some clatter of the hoofs.
"Horse stealer." he immediately thought. He wasn't about to let someone get away with this. Not while he was watching.
Quickly he took the nearest horse and put him a harness on as fast and quietly as he could. No saddle would be needed, there was no time for that. Nimbly he hopped on top of the horse and started racing after the thief who must have gotten a pretty steady lead. Luckily Ross was an excellent rider and a really fast one too.
Rachel noticed someone behind her and speeded up. She had gotten riding lessons since she was four but obviously this man had also since he was reaching her by the second.
"Damn it!" Rachel yelled.
"Columbus, you have to help me, please. Faster."
They reached to the forest. Rachel knew that this was a dangerous area. There were some strange things happening in the blue lake's forest lately but she didn't have any other option. The man behind her was getting closer and closer. Rachel's only hope was that he wouldn't dare to cross the line she was now crossing. She asked Columbus to speed up once again and soon they were heading in the middle of the dark forest. The rain poured heavier and the wind blowed harder but Rachel couldn't give up now. She had come too far.
But it was too dark. Rachel couldn't see anything. And neither could Columbus. When suddenly a bird or a bat or some other flying creature flew right towards them Rachel couldn't but make a sudden turn which was impossible for Col to make in such a high speed. He slipped and Rachel fell down on the wet and cold ground loosing her consciousness.
"Oh my God!" Ross yelled and lowed his speed a little. When he reached to Rachel and Col he got down from the horse and ran towards the stranger to check if he was okay... To his huge surprise he was a she...And not just any she but Rachel Green.
***
"What are you doing here little boy!" a raw voice said behind her. It was a familiar voice, but it took her a while to remember why. It was the other man from the alley. After raicing her confidence she turned around to look at him straight to the face. The man was at least twice her size, but it didn't scare her. His face was was ugly but the expression in his eyes was even uglier. It showed how condescendingly he felt about her.
"I'm..."changing her voice to a little lower tone to sound more masculine she continued "...here to fight." her statement made the group of man laugh.
"You're here to fight?" the ugly man asked as soon as he was able to speak again.
"Yes..you heard right. I'm here to kick some ass." She repeated her previous words louder annoyed by their reaction. They had no idea who they were laughing at, but she'd show them.
"Just go home to your mom while you still can. There is nothing here for you." His "joke" made the men laugh again. Luckily it was cut short by a loud yell that came behind them. "Quiet!!" it said. and immidietly all the laughter stoped, but not just the laughter. It seemed as the creatures of the forest became silent as well and the wind that had blown stod still. In fact the powerful voice had made everything fall into a deep stillness. It was probably just in her mind but that was just how powerful the voice sounded to her.
All the men froze and left back to their own positions in the row. The newcomer observed them quietly until he finally asked: "What is happening here?"
Monica couldn't see him yet because of the men that were blocking her field of vision. But it just made her even more curious to see who was behind the powerful voice. It sounded so familiar to her: so confident and passionate.
"There has been a leak..." someone from the group dared to say..
"What!? A leak? How is that possible?"
"I do not know. But there is a strainger in the crowd." He said pointing at Monica's direction. It made her cough nervously.
"A stranger?" Monica heard him ask. It was obvious to her that the man behind the voice had come closer to her. And she was right. In no time two piercing blue eyes stared in to hers. It seemed like they could look straight through her soul so she quickly turned away.
"Who are you?" He asked her, but Monica kept her sight on the ground. It felt too dangerous to look into this man's eyes. His handsome features were all it took to take her breath away.
"I'm..I'm..." she felt out of words and this was most certanly not the best place to feel out of words.
"I don't have all night. It was a simple question. I'm advising you to answer it now." he warned her.
"I'm Ross...Geller" She finally said unsurely.
"Oh Ross Geller." He tasted the name in his mouth. "What is your business here?"
"I'm here to fight as the rest of you. I wanna join your clan"
"Oh you wanna join our clan..." He smiled a little and took a cigaret out of his pocket. That's when it hit her. Of course the voice sounded familiar. This was the other man from the alley. The one who said women can't fight. The one who made her come here in the first place. The one she wanted to prove wrong.
"How have you heard of our clan." he asked breaking her thought.
"Well...I..."
"Look at me. I wanna see your eyes when you say it. I wanna make sure you're not lying." he ordered and Monica turned her gaze up into those eyes again. She started feeling more and more nervous by the second. The man was standing so close to her it was only a matter of time before he would notice that there was something not so manly about her after all. She had to be strong now.
"I was in the alley and I heard you talking tonight. I mean no harm I just want to be given a change."
"Have you told any others about this "clan" of ours?"
"No I swear I haven't. I came here almost immediately when I heard about the trials. I want to try out if I can make it."
"What makes you think that you can. Look at us others. I'm a small man myself comparing to those but you. To be honest I have never seen a man so small before. You're almost like a woman."
"Oh no" Monica thought. Did he know. She was grateful for Ross' big clothes wich made her look bigger than she actually was and also for covering her feminine figure perfectly. But the clothes still didn't make her feel anymore powerful.
"I know I'm very slender for a man. But that just makes me quicker. The tinier you are the quicker you get usually." She mumbled more or less self-confidently but the man did not yet look convinced.
"I'm also good at spying...Well actually that you already know. " she added referring to the alley incident.
"And besides fighting is more about the technic than about ones size. You, yourself, must be a one heck of a fighter but comparing you to the others you're not that big either...You said it yourself." She continued. He looked at her curiously for a long while. She was sure he just wanted to grill her and make her more nervous.
"Okay...I do get your point." He smiled a little. This tiny man had cuts and he liked that.
"Well I guess there is no harm on letting you trial. Then we'll definitely see if you're any good." He gave her a wink, which made her blush, before turning his attention to the rest of the group. There was something about this man that made her totally forget why she had come here in the first place. It was those eyes that were going to be the end of her. Those eyes which one could sink into forever. Monica bet that many women had sink into them already. She had to be stronger than the others. And at this point she still believed she was. And as she walked behind the men towards the trial set she smiled one of her irresistible smiles, because she knew that her old life was history and her new one had just begun. She started thinking about the unbelievable adventures she might come across in the future, but nothing compared to what was really going to happen. Her journey had just begun.
***
"Oh no." Ross quietly stated in a shock.
"Rach!" He yelled and tried to shook her awake. "Please, you have to be ok. You have to wake up." He pleaded but nothing happened.
He checked her pulse and thanked God that he found it...
But it was only a weak pulse. She was struggling to stay alive.
Ross turned to check on Col next. He seemed to be ok since he had gotten up himself, but he was obviously still in shock. As was he...
"Col, it's ok. Don't worry." Ross tried to calm him down but he wasn't even himself sure if it was ok. In fact for him everything was totally opposite of ok. It looked bad and Ross tried hard not to fear the worse.
He went to check on Rachel again. There was no change.
"We have to get you warm. You will freeze to death here."
Luckily he had been in this forest before so he knew there was an abandoned house near by. The problem was that it was so dark that it would be very hard to find.
He had to try though. He would find that house and get Rachel safe even if it would be the last thing he did.
Slowly and gently he picked her up. He thought he would come back for the horses later. But strangely they started following him. Maybe they were scared of being left alone, he thought but didn't bother to analyze it more. He had better things, more important things in mind.
THE End!!!
No just kidding *LOL*
TO BE CONTINUED...
Will Rachel die? Will Monica kick Chandler's ass? Will the world turn into a place ruled by weird green creatures?
You decide... Review :-)
