Chapter 7
A/N: "The PC Lab is closed due to flooding until further notice." That sign has been posted on the %&#$in' campus computer lab, my sole sorce of internet, for nearly a month! Now when's the last time you heard of stupid basement being flooded for a month? It didn't flood when we had a hurricane last year, and it hasn't snowed, so where's the flood coming from? Were the seagulls dumping buckets of seawater down the AC vents again? They're a bunch of liars and they didn't even put a "We're sorry for the inconvinience", which was the least they could do since it was the beginning of the semester when everyone (including me) wanted to adjust their schedules online. Who decided to put all the mentally deficient people working for administration? Morons. You people with internet at home... count your blessings.
Erm. Now that I'm done complaining, I apologize for the tardiness (I meant to post last Monday after I found out the lab was open again, but I kept forgetting to bring the stupid disk, or alternately couldn't find an open PC because half of them are out of order). I have gotten about 3 chapters done in the mean time, plus finished working out the plot.
P.S. Oh, and one more thing. I went to see the movie "Win a Date with Tad Hamilton" because it filmed in West Virginia (my home state) and that girl who plays "Rosie"-- the airhead blonde who 'wins a date' (I think the actress is Kate Biseworth, Boseworth-- I'll have to look it up again)... That's Myu! I swear! She's perfect! I even downloaded a pic so now I have a mental image for my character!
P.P.S. I didn't send this to a beta because I wanted up ASAP after such a long delay. Please bear with me.
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Somewhere, in a galaxy far, far away....
"Ashita wo yubisashi yume wo daite, kagayaku mirai wo kizuki ageyo!" ((Lets embrace dreams for tomorrow and build a brighter future! )) Myu sang along with the music in a crackling voice as she layed prostrate on her bed, reading a back issue of Ezo Fashion Magazine and swinging her feet to the happy tune. The room was green and blue and purple. On the wall was a poster depicting a white cartoon cat wearing pink bows and a dress while wielding a giant bloodied meat cleaver, entitled "Bye-bye Kitty". At the foot of the bed, slept Myu's robotic pet lemur, Lord Okinamaro (actually, it was just on standby).
Myu turned the magazine page, "Jibun wo shinjite tsuyoku ikiyo-o! Umarekawaru you na kinen no shunkan! La, la, la, la, la.... Uwa! Hidoi kutsu nante!"((Let's believe in ourselves and live strong! A moment to remember like we were born again! La, la, la, la, la... Ack! What hideous shoes!))
BAAAAP-BAAAAP-BAAAAP-BAAAAP-BAAAAP....
In an initial, instictive reaction, Myu hopped off the bed and screamed at the rather unexpected, rather loud and unpleasant buzzing noise that flooded her room, drowning out the music, as loud as it was already. The noise ceased and there was a pause. Myu fluttered her hand at the motion sensors that lowered the volume.
WE INTERUPT THIS DREAM-MATRIX BROADCAST TO BRING YOU A REAL-WORLD UPDATE. MOTION DETECTORS HAVE PICKED UP A SECRURITY BREACH BY AN UNIDENTIFIED BIPEDIAL ORGANISM IN SECTOR 008 (CODE NAMED: "THE STUPID ROOM WITH ALL THE DOILLIES"). THE INTRUDER IS CURRENTLY 5.7 FEET FROM THE USER. IT IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED THAT THE USER ABORT THE CURRENT DREAM-MATRIX AND INVESTIGATE INTRUSION. PERSONAL POSSESSION(S) MAY BE AT STAKE.
Myu shot up from her bed. "Nan datte?! Nimotsu wo sagashiteru hito iru no?" ((Say what?! There's someone going thorugh my things?)) Her face twisted into an ominous scowl. "Pyutaa! Imasugu mugen-gyoretsu wo kaihou shinasai!" ((Computer! Disengage the dream-matrix immediately!)) .....
Back in the house of Elrond, the poor elf maid-servant had already been uneasy of venturing into the room of what she heard to be a unidentified female creature of baelrog-like strength, Nazgul-like immortality and orc-like intelligence. She was in the process of replacing the flower vase on the dressor with fresh lilies when, a mere 5 or 6 feet away from the aforementioned creature in a deep slumber, excersizing an utmost definition of the word "silence", when suddenly...
"Aha! Hands off, or I'll administer such a brutal @ss-kicking, you'll be walking at a 90-degree angle until they invent physical therapy!"
It took every ounce of her serenity and self-control typical to the elvish race to supress the urge to drop everything, scream like a human and flee the scene immediately. She did slip out a surprised yelp, though, when she turned around. The creature, as she expected, looked quite human with her tussled blonde hair, but unexpectedly, the elf-maid was alarmed by the smooth, flawlessness of he features and her unusual blue-green eyes. She wore an elvish nightgown sloppily, but other than that, looked, well, almost approachable.
"Hey! Why dontcha take a picture!" the creature barked grumpily.
The maid-servent glanced at the three small painting paintings hanging on the wall behind her, contemplating the meaning. That was when she noticed something. "I heard that you could not speak in the common tongue."
Myu's eyes went wide and her lips squeezed to a pucker, communicating an "oops". "Ooh, uh, yea, uh... Mochiron kyoutsuugo wa zenzen dekinai ne. Tonikaku, kibun ga ochitsuite inai kara hottokeba ii yo..." ((Of course I can't speak any common tongue. Anyways, I'm not in a good mood, so you should leave me alone...))
The elf-maid did not know what to make of this. "But you just spoke common tongue."
"No I didn-- erm, sou ja nai yo."
"But you just spoke it."
Myu shook her head. "Sonna koto wa nai." ((I didn't at all.))
"You did"
"Sou ja nai." ((I didn't))
The elf-maid furrowed her brow. "If you don't speak common tongue, then how do you understand me?"
Myu contemplated. "Soiu wake de wa betsu ni..."
"What does that mean?"
"Sono imi wa ((The meaning is)) 'That's not necessarily the case'."
"Aha!"
Myu had to reflect back to figure out what she did wrong. "Oh."
With dust rag still clutched tightly in hand, the elf-maid planted her hands on her hips and snarled in near outrage; "Why in Arda have you been trying you been trying to decieve us?" She was quite pleased when Myu cowered back.
"I was, um, trying to avoid being questioned by Elrond," Myu reasoned it was the partial truth, "So I pretended I couldn't speak the language here... y'know... so he couldn't, like, talk to me... and stuff."
The maid's mouth gaped, "You admit that you lied to the Lord of Rivendell?"
Myu contemplated. "No."
"Then what do you call what you did?"
Myu contemplated... longer this time. "Tesu wo habuku koto..." ((Covering my @ss...)) she muttered.
"What?"
Myu just looked at her hands as whe wrung them.
"What did you just say?"
Myu resumed the guilty look until a moment later, quite suddenly, her eyes flashed with defiance. "Hey! You're just room service! Why should I be interrigated by you?"
At that the maid-servant huffed, "So that may be, but my words are still trusted by the Lord, much more than yours, incidentally. Shall I inform him that you purposefully decived him. Do you even realize the consequence in that?"
Myu waved her hand in dismissal, then plopped back onto the soft pillow waiting for her. "No, and I don't care. Go away. I'm tired."
"Never in all my centuries have I been so mistreated! Whatever race you hail from, it must surely be one of the most tyrannical and barbaric in all of Arda! Have you nothing to that?"
"Umm.... I'm not from Arda," Myu murmured, then sat up, forgetting something. She slipped off the bed and stretched over to the dressor that the maid had been dusting, opened the top drawer, removed the Koshito blade, tucked it under the mattress, then nestled back into the pillows and quilts and closed her eyes. "There much better."
There was a long silence, then the slam of a door. Myu cracked an eye open to make sure the maid had gone, then ordered the computer to resume the dream-matrix.
THE PRIOR FILE WAS EXITED WITHOUT SAVING. INFORMATION IS LOST.
"Sore de, nanika wo detchiage nasai. Souzouteki de." ((Well then, make something up. Be creative.))
I'M A COMPUTER. MY FUNCTION DOES NOT INCLUDE CREATIVITY.
"Jaa, atashi ga jibun de souzouteki na koto wo omoitsukeba... Himosiki no shitagi nomi wo haite iru Elladan to Legolas ni shiyou to mo... hi ni yaketa shirozuna no kaigan de..." ((Well, if I have to think of something myself, I'll have Elladan and Legolas wearing nothing but a thong... on a sun-warmed white sand beach...]]
DEAR GOD NO. ISN'T THERE A PARENTAL LOCK SOMEWHERE? (Searching C:\ProgramFiles...)
"Chigau yo. Otosan wa kyonen bakari sore wo mukou ni saseta kara." ((Nope. Dad let me undo it just last year.))
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"Computer?"
.............
"Ahem!"
............. (Dream-Matrix Initializing....)
True to word, Myu found herself the next moment laying on a towel on a white-sand beach, with stereotypical seagull sounds and crashing wave, and thought she had seen this matrix before (she suspected the computer ripped it off of the Yamato Cruiselines virtual reality pop-up ad, but couldn't be sure... but it was plausible since the waves and seagull croons were set on 2 minute interval of repetition). Suddenly a pair of shadows were looming over her. She immediately went for the suntan lotion (there wasn't really sun tan lotion to begin with, it just sort of materialized). "How about massaging some of this stuff into my back, babes?" she asked the figures, but spun around to find, much to her surprise, not Elladan and Legolas, but a pair of orcs marching towards her (fully armored, not in thongs, luckily). She was just about to stand and confront them, but they continued to march-- not past her, but through her.
"What's up with this sh--" Myu was about to exclaim, but noticed she was speaking in "Common tongue" and fell silent. "Computer! What are you doing! The Westron language pack is supposed to be disengaged. And I asked for Elladan and Legolas. You think this is funny? Since when are jokes part of your function?"
No reply.
She looked around and found herself in the middle of the forest. Many of the trees were fallen and several orcs were chopping at the wood and piling it into what would be a big bonfire. None of them seemed aware of her presence, even though she was standing clear out in the open. She would have considered that perhaps the computer was after all making an effort to be creative, but when she tried to bypass the operating system and manually hack into her cerebrel microprocessor, she found it wasn't there. The CPU chip had been, since her 21st birthday after she was installed into a type three human body, had always been there, just as her eyes and ears had always been there. To say that it had just disappeared was just...
Panicked, Myu began to flutter and tried to move away from the orc camp. She found instantly that, no matter how much she peddled her feet, she couldn't seem to establish any forward momentum. In fact her feet were not even touching the ground. Odd. She found she could still rotate and look around. That was when she spotted something that was not an orc. It was a young man, about 17, huddled in a corner of the camp in the surfaced roots of some old tree. He had dark, wavy locks falling over tormented gray eyes and was bound at the wrists and ankles with dark stains of dired blood dappling his tattered shirt. She thought he looked familiar.
"So you are the human boy the elves call Estel...?" crackled a deep voice. It was clearly orcish, but somehow sounded not so fierce, yet hollow and pacified like a slight breeze after a hurricane. The orc was hidden behind a birch tree from her vantage.
The boy did not answer, but rather kept his vacant gray eyes focused on a patch of grass in front of him. Myu took a closer look at him. So that's who he was. He was that young man that she met at the lake that day... and again in the market square. Myu tried to wave at him, which was rather ineffective considering she now seemed to be an invisible, intangible object floating in mid air. "Estel? Is that you bud? Taquitos, you look like sh*t!" she said encouragingly, but he couldn't hear her. Another wandering orc passed through her, making her shudder and stick her tongue out.
"Are you or are you not?" asked the orc again, before the voices owner stepped from behind the birch. It was just another orc as far as Myu could tell.
"I am no one," Estel murmured flatly. Myu thought he sounded a lot like Robby the Robot from old episodes of "Lost in Space".
"What can you tell me of the unusual woman with the short blonde and purple hair? My luliszub gajumat?" ((ugly flower))
The orchish endearment struck a memory chord in Myu's mind; "Hey! You're that nasty pervert who beat up Elladan and started hitting on me!" Indeed it was Gothul.
"I know not of whom you speak," uttered Estel.
Gothul snarled. "You dare lie! She lives in the Elven village with you!"
Estel refused once more to speak.
"Answer me!" Gothul demanded, but the youth was stubborn. "You doubt my ability to make you talk," the orc rumbled with a malicious smile. His hand strayed to the dagger at his belt.
Eyes suddenly wide, Myu's automatic response was to leap forward and intervene, but seemed tripped. It seemed funny that she could be floating in the air and trip on something. And now that she thought about it, it just seemed funny in general that she was just floating in the air and being intangible. Subsequent thoughts on this were running circles in Myu's head as she was falling forward, occupying the greater part of her consciousness. It took quite some time for her to notice that she was still falling, like, into pitch darkness or something. Or maybe she was just standing still in just a disoriented state. She reached out into the pitch black and felt a wall, verifying the latter. She noticed a small florescent light behind her and turned to face it.
She was on a balcony in a cavernous room... a giant laboratory, which looked awfully familiar. In fact, she was sure it was the Konryu University of Physics astrophysics laboratory where she used to work and escaped through that time gateway. And sure enough, there was the said gateway, the sole source of the light, with three people gathered around it. Other than that, the laboratory was powered down and vacant, black except for the dim blue emergency lights.
Myu realized that, without her Co-cerebral CPU, she had lost her Zoom function, and had to squint to see who those people were as she still couldn't move. One stood out foremost, a gold-and-red-winged alien creature with colorless skin and piecing bioluminescent eyes. And the one beside him, his messy black hair looked like was frozen in the process of exploding off his head and his dirty lab coat was markered with a Superman-style 'K'. And the third person was female, situated in the time gateway in a black jumpsuit and UV glasses, saying; "Dakara kitto itaku nai hazu datte no kai?" ((And you're sure sure this isn't supposed to hurt, right?)) She looked exactly like Myu except without the purple hair streaks.
"Tou-chan, Kudo-sensei, Kaa-chan!" ((Dad, professor Kudo, and mom!)) Myu gasped, unable to believe that she was back in her world seeing her mother, father and... well never mind about him. "Ah! Mata houkokugo wo hanashteru n da. Suteki na." ((Ooh, I'm speaking Houkokugo again. Cool.))
"Ittaku nai, ne?" ((It won't hurt, right?))
[The process itself of stabilized metaphysical cosmic inversion is much along the lines gravitational hyperdistortion, so it should be an extremely violent process, in which case you won't feel anything at all as your entire nervous system will be ripped apart,] her father was telling her mother, [Remember, it is important that you do not forget the re-routing protocol. When you enter the cosmic inverse, space will become that which moves through time, and the protocol is necessary to guide you back to 3rd-millenium Earth, which will be over 41,000 light years away in combination of spatial momentum and Earth's net galactic velocity at 220 kilometers per second. Enter it into your Anchoring Devise after you find Myu.)
Chiharu (Myu's mother) had been in the process of securing the buckle on her utility belt. "Nandakke?" ((What did you say?))
Professor Kudo held up the hand-held "Anchoring Device" and explained very slowly: "Tsuurou ni haitte... Myu wo mitsukete.... tsuke-button wo oshite.... tokubetsu na bango wo ireyo...." ((Go in gateway... Find Myu... Push on-button... enter special number...))
As Chiharu contemplated this, Myu looked back and forth between the three of them. "Atashi wo sagashite iru no? Demo, atashi ga koko ni iru..." ((You're looking for me? But I'm right here...)) Myu tried to reach out and touch her mother standing in the gateway, but couldn't. "Kono koto wa ittai nan ni tsuite kana...." ((I wonder what the heck this is all about...))
"De wa, mazu Myuu wo mitsukete, button wo osu koto de aru ne. Saigo wa bango." ((So, I find Myu then push the button. The number comes last.)) Chiharu recapped.
Kudo and Jin (Myu's father) nodded in unison. [Do you recall the number?] asked the latter.
"Mmm... 00002897345981043582983."
[Good, you're all set then,] Jin reached for the switch.
"Ittekimasu." ((I'll be back soon)) she smiled, waving as the time gateway began to pour out a blinding light.
"Itterasshai," ((see you then.)) responded Jin and Kudo in unison, the alien actually deeming the occation special enough to use his voice.
In a flash, Myu's consciousness went black.
"Maa, sore nante shitte shimatte makoto ni yoroshikatta desu ne," [Well, I'm sincerely glad THAT's over with.] Kudo muttered to his boss, rubbing his hands together.
Jin furrowed his brow. [Yes, but I cannot help but having this strange feeling.]
"Hee? Nanno kimochi?" ((Eh? What feeling?))
Jin gestured to the balcony nearest the timegateway. [It's strange, but I feel almost as though Myu had been standing there a moment ago, watching us while we were talking to Chiharu. But after we dispatched Chiharu, Myu's presence simply disappeared...]
Kudo blinked a few times and waited respectfully as his superior wavered in contemplation, but in the end Kaneko Jin proved too science-minded to believe in something like that. He shrugged it off. [Never mind. My ESP is just muddled. It gets like this during the cold season.] But that still did not keep Jin from casting a surreptitious glance over his shoulder at the balcony before following Kudo out of the astrophysics lab.
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A/N: OMG, you guys. I had no idea so many people were actually reading this. Again, sorry it took so long ......... and hint: that funky thing that happened to Myu, that's foreshadowing, see.
Naomi Maxwell: Sorry!
Tweekymonkey: Sorry!
Kaio: Sorry!
born to be hanged: Sorry!
disturbed mikonei: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
born to be hanged: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
Tictac: Thanks much.
yoshi: thanks alot. It's good you took your time, because this update was so delayed *grumbles*
IMPROVED Uber Rei Model 06: That's alright, your not supposed to know all that much about some guy's made up fantasy land unless you want to end up a geek like me.
ONE: Thanks. A very very unconventional relationship indeed.
Merit Somnia: Myu pregnant... my idea is that by 3076, humans will be able to get accidental pregnancies undercontrol and do away with abortion-- fetus rights activists and all.... Legolas being tortured... Legolas being the son of a king, I'd say no, that would be bad for Mirkwood/Rivendell diplomatic relations. The most they'd do is tell his daddy-- that's how he gets in trouble. The orc........ Gothul is my twisted orc who deeply fancies Myu. He's basically there to create a plot obstical.
Morima: Sorry it was late. That's a very nice compliment, my story being original and interesting. I don't think a lot of people have a firm grasp on what a MS is to begin with. I think Legolas himself-- perfect in every way, never does anything wrong, never gets a scratch or a tangle in his blonde locks-- is more of an MS than most of these branded "sues" have ever been
Aryll: Thanks so much. I'm glad you thought it was funny. I sometimes laugh when i think of something to put in this story, but it never seems to work out the way i like it, and i'm always paranoid that each chapter is sounding even lamer than the rest. It's really nice to hear someone likes it so much =)
Tweeky Monkey: A submissive, pervered legolas... well, Tolkien didn't
IMPROVED Uber Rei Model 06: Nah, this is nowhere near the fellowship. It takes place in 3019. This is 2948.
Ali: Thanks alot. That's what I like to hear... "different"
yoshi: LOL... poor guy. that must hurt.
Xephon (too cowardly to log in): If you're not a fangirl yourself, then what are you doing surfing around the rated-R section of a fanfiction site? You shouldn't tell yourself to die, it's not nice...
born to be hanged: Thanks alot and no,no,no,no... no child. By 3075, I could confidently predict people would have managed to do away with accidental pregnancies to prevent abortions-- it does away with the fetus rights activists. And PLEASE don't take the stuff I made up too seriously. It's just an idea. I'm just a Asian Studies major with an interest in science. And Elladan is coming back... well, real soon actually.
CSI: Poor Legolas. I love tormenting my characters, have you noticed? P.S. I didn't beta this one chapter because it's been such a long time and I wanted it up ASAP. There's two more parts that were *supposed* to go to this chapter 7, but that I'll send that for betaing and post them collectively as chapter 8! I hope you didn't think i abandoned the story or anything.
kaio: The reason Myu's mom made a clone was because she's, as you'll see later, pretty egotistical and thinks no child would be better than a copy of herself. Other than that, Myu's dad is an alien, whose planet went through an entirely different evolutionary process. He doesn't have DNA. Ashura have a brain lobe that acts like DNA in regulating physical growth, and the way Ashura grow depends on the thoughts and moods they esperince as they mature into adults. It would be impossible to mix the two features of Humans and Ashura.
Azura1: It's a surprise who Myu ends up with (maybe I'll have two alternate endings, who knows)
Joy4eva: *cries* I didn't update soon.. I've failed everyone!
Naomi Maxwell: I really hated being tortured by sporks... but it wasn't my fault, dammit! (excpet for my forgetfulness last week... oh well) I hope you're still up to betaing. I just posted this without because it had been such a long time.
A/N: "The PC Lab is closed due to flooding until further notice." That sign has been posted on the %&#$in' campus computer lab, my sole sorce of internet, for nearly a month! Now when's the last time you heard of stupid basement being flooded for a month? It didn't flood when we had a hurricane last year, and it hasn't snowed, so where's the flood coming from? Were the seagulls dumping buckets of seawater down the AC vents again? They're a bunch of liars and they didn't even put a "We're sorry for the inconvinience", which was the least they could do since it was the beginning of the semester when everyone (including me) wanted to adjust their schedules online. Who decided to put all the mentally deficient people working for administration? Morons. You people with internet at home... count your blessings.
Erm. Now that I'm done complaining, I apologize for the tardiness (I meant to post last Monday after I found out the lab was open again, but I kept forgetting to bring the stupid disk, or alternately couldn't find an open PC because half of them are out of order). I have gotten about 3 chapters done in the mean time, plus finished working out the plot.
P.S. Oh, and one more thing. I went to see the movie "Win a Date with Tad Hamilton" because it filmed in West Virginia (my home state) and that girl who plays "Rosie"-- the airhead blonde who 'wins a date' (I think the actress is Kate Biseworth, Boseworth-- I'll have to look it up again)... That's Myu! I swear! She's perfect! I even downloaded a pic so now I have a mental image for my character!
P.P.S. I didn't send this to a beta because I wanted up ASAP after such a long delay. Please bear with me.
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Somewhere, in a galaxy far, far away....
"Ashita wo yubisashi yume wo daite, kagayaku mirai wo kizuki ageyo!" ((Lets embrace dreams for tomorrow and build a brighter future! )) Myu sang along with the music in a crackling voice as she layed prostrate on her bed, reading a back issue of Ezo Fashion Magazine and swinging her feet to the happy tune. The room was green and blue and purple. On the wall was a poster depicting a white cartoon cat wearing pink bows and a dress while wielding a giant bloodied meat cleaver, entitled "Bye-bye Kitty". At the foot of the bed, slept Myu's robotic pet lemur, Lord Okinamaro (actually, it was just on standby).
Myu turned the magazine page, "Jibun wo shinjite tsuyoku ikiyo-o! Umarekawaru you na kinen no shunkan! La, la, la, la, la.... Uwa! Hidoi kutsu nante!"((Let's believe in ourselves and live strong! A moment to remember like we were born again! La, la, la, la, la... Ack! What hideous shoes!))
BAAAAP-BAAAAP-BAAAAP-BAAAAP-BAAAAP....
In an initial, instictive reaction, Myu hopped off the bed and screamed at the rather unexpected, rather loud and unpleasant buzzing noise that flooded her room, drowning out the music, as loud as it was already. The noise ceased and there was a pause. Myu fluttered her hand at the motion sensors that lowered the volume.
WE INTERUPT THIS DREAM-MATRIX BROADCAST TO BRING YOU A REAL-WORLD UPDATE. MOTION DETECTORS HAVE PICKED UP A SECRURITY BREACH BY AN UNIDENTIFIED BIPEDIAL ORGANISM IN SECTOR 008 (CODE NAMED: "THE STUPID ROOM WITH ALL THE DOILLIES"). THE INTRUDER IS CURRENTLY 5.7 FEET FROM THE USER. IT IS HIGHLY RECOMMENDED THAT THE USER ABORT THE CURRENT DREAM-MATRIX AND INVESTIGATE INTRUSION. PERSONAL POSSESSION(S) MAY BE AT STAKE.
Myu shot up from her bed. "Nan datte?! Nimotsu wo sagashiteru hito iru no?" ((Say what?! There's someone going thorugh my things?)) Her face twisted into an ominous scowl. "Pyutaa! Imasugu mugen-gyoretsu wo kaihou shinasai!" ((Computer! Disengage the dream-matrix immediately!)) .....
Back in the house of Elrond, the poor elf maid-servant had already been uneasy of venturing into the room of what she heard to be a unidentified female creature of baelrog-like strength, Nazgul-like immortality and orc-like intelligence. She was in the process of replacing the flower vase on the dressor with fresh lilies when, a mere 5 or 6 feet away from the aforementioned creature in a deep slumber, excersizing an utmost definition of the word "silence", when suddenly...
"Aha! Hands off, or I'll administer such a brutal @ss-kicking, you'll be walking at a 90-degree angle until they invent physical therapy!"
It took every ounce of her serenity and self-control typical to the elvish race to supress the urge to drop everything, scream like a human and flee the scene immediately. She did slip out a surprised yelp, though, when she turned around. The creature, as she expected, looked quite human with her tussled blonde hair, but unexpectedly, the elf-maid was alarmed by the smooth, flawlessness of he features and her unusual blue-green eyes. She wore an elvish nightgown sloppily, but other than that, looked, well, almost approachable.
"Hey! Why dontcha take a picture!" the creature barked grumpily.
The maid-servent glanced at the three small painting paintings hanging on the wall behind her, contemplating the meaning. That was when she noticed something. "I heard that you could not speak in the common tongue."
Myu's eyes went wide and her lips squeezed to a pucker, communicating an "oops". "Ooh, uh, yea, uh... Mochiron kyoutsuugo wa zenzen dekinai ne. Tonikaku, kibun ga ochitsuite inai kara hottokeba ii yo..." ((Of course I can't speak any common tongue. Anyways, I'm not in a good mood, so you should leave me alone...))
The elf-maid did not know what to make of this. "But you just spoke common tongue."
"No I didn-- erm, sou ja nai yo."
"But you just spoke it."
Myu shook her head. "Sonna koto wa nai." ((I didn't at all.))
"You did"
"Sou ja nai." ((I didn't))
The elf-maid furrowed her brow. "If you don't speak common tongue, then how do you understand me?"
Myu contemplated. "Soiu wake de wa betsu ni..."
"What does that mean?"
"Sono imi wa ((The meaning is)) 'That's not necessarily the case'."
"Aha!"
Myu had to reflect back to figure out what she did wrong. "Oh."
With dust rag still clutched tightly in hand, the elf-maid planted her hands on her hips and snarled in near outrage; "Why in Arda have you been trying you been trying to decieve us?" She was quite pleased when Myu cowered back.
"I was, um, trying to avoid being questioned by Elrond," Myu reasoned it was the partial truth, "So I pretended I couldn't speak the language here... y'know... so he couldn't, like, talk to me... and stuff."
The maid's mouth gaped, "You admit that you lied to the Lord of Rivendell?"
Myu contemplated. "No."
"Then what do you call what you did?"
Myu contemplated... longer this time. "Tesu wo habuku koto..." ((Covering my @ss...)) she muttered.
"What?"
Myu just looked at her hands as whe wrung them.
"What did you just say?"
Myu resumed the guilty look until a moment later, quite suddenly, her eyes flashed with defiance. "Hey! You're just room service! Why should I be interrigated by you?"
At that the maid-servant huffed, "So that may be, but my words are still trusted by the Lord, much more than yours, incidentally. Shall I inform him that you purposefully decived him. Do you even realize the consequence in that?"
Myu waved her hand in dismissal, then plopped back onto the soft pillow waiting for her. "No, and I don't care. Go away. I'm tired."
"Never in all my centuries have I been so mistreated! Whatever race you hail from, it must surely be one of the most tyrannical and barbaric in all of Arda! Have you nothing to that?"
"Umm.... I'm not from Arda," Myu murmured, then sat up, forgetting something. She slipped off the bed and stretched over to the dressor that the maid had been dusting, opened the top drawer, removed the Koshito blade, tucked it under the mattress, then nestled back into the pillows and quilts and closed her eyes. "There much better."
There was a long silence, then the slam of a door. Myu cracked an eye open to make sure the maid had gone, then ordered the computer to resume the dream-matrix.
THE PRIOR FILE WAS EXITED WITHOUT SAVING. INFORMATION IS LOST.
"Sore de, nanika wo detchiage nasai. Souzouteki de." ((Well then, make something up. Be creative.))
I'M A COMPUTER. MY FUNCTION DOES NOT INCLUDE CREATIVITY.
"Jaa, atashi ga jibun de souzouteki na koto wo omoitsukeba... Himosiki no shitagi nomi wo haite iru Elladan to Legolas ni shiyou to mo... hi ni yaketa shirozuna no kaigan de..." ((Well, if I have to think of something myself, I'll have Elladan and Legolas wearing nothing but a thong... on a sun-warmed white sand beach...]]
DEAR GOD NO. ISN'T THERE A PARENTAL LOCK SOMEWHERE? (Searching C:\ProgramFiles...)
"Chigau yo. Otosan wa kyonen bakari sore wo mukou ni saseta kara." ((Nope. Dad let me undo it just last year.))
.............
"Computer?"
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"Ahem!"
............. (Dream-Matrix Initializing....)
True to word, Myu found herself the next moment laying on a towel on a white-sand beach, with stereotypical seagull sounds and crashing wave, and thought she had seen this matrix before (she suspected the computer ripped it off of the Yamato Cruiselines virtual reality pop-up ad, but couldn't be sure... but it was plausible since the waves and seagull croons were set on 2 minute interval of repetition). Suddenly a pair of shadows were looming over her. She immediately went for the suntan lotion (there wasn't really sun tan lotion to begin with, it just sort of materialized). "How about massaging some of this stuff into my back, babes?" she asked the figures, but spun around to find, much to her surprise, not Elladan and Legolas, but a pair of orcs marching towards her (fully armored, not in thongs, luckily). She was just about to stand and confront them, but they continued to march-- not past her, but through her.
"What's up with this sh--" Myu was about to exclaim, but noticed she was speaking in "Common tongue" and fell silent. "Computer! What are you doing! The Westron language pack is supposed to be disengaged. And I asked for Elladan and Legolas. You think this is funny? Since when are jokes part of your function?"
No reply.
She looked around and found herself in the middle of the forest. Many of the trees were fallen and several orcs were chopping at the wood and piling it into what would be a big bonfire. None of them seemed aware of her presence, even though she was standing clear out in the open. She would have considered that perhaps the computer was after all making an effort to be creative, but when she tried to bypass the operating system and manually hack into her cerebrel microprocessor, she found it wasn't there. The CPU chip had been, since her 21st birthday after she was installed into a type three human body, had always been there, just as her eyes and ears had always been there. To say that it had just disappeared was just...
Panicked, Myu began to flutter and tried to move away from the orc camp. She found instantly that, no matter how much she peddled her feet, she couldn't seem to establish any forward momentum. In fact her feet were not even touching the ground. Odd. She found she could still rotate and look around. That was when she spotted something that was not an orc. It was a young man, about 17, huddled in a corner of the camp in the surfaced roots of some old tree. He had dark, wavy locks falling over tormented gray eyes and was bound at the wrists and ankles with dark stains of dired blood dappling his tattered shirt. She thought he looked familiar.
"So you are the human boy the elves call Estel...?" crackled a deep voice. It was clearly orcish, but somehow sounded not so fierce, yet hollow and pacified like a slight breeze after a hurricane. The orc was hidden behind a birch tree from her vantage.
The boy did not answer, but rather kept his vacant gray eyes focused on a patch of grass in front of him. Myu took a closer look at him. So that's who he was. He was that young man that she met at the lake that day... and again in the market square. Myu tried to wave at him, which was rather ineffective considering she now seemed to be an invisible, intangible object floating in mid air. "Estel? Is that you bud? Taquitos, you look like sh*t!" she said encouragingly, but he couldn't hear her. Another wandering orc passed through her, making her shudder and stick her tongue out.
"Are you or are you not?" asked the orc again, before the voices owner stepped from behind the birch. It was just another orc as far as Myu could tell.
"I am no one," Estel murmured flatly. Myu thought he sounded a lot like Robby the Robot from old episodes of "Lost in Space".
"What can you tell me of the unusual woman with the short blonde and purple hair? My luliszub gajumat?" ((ugly flower))
The orchish endearment struck a memory chord in Myu's mind; "Hey! You're that nasty pervert who beat up Elladan and started hitting on me!" Indeed it was Gothul.
"I know not of whom you speak," uttered Estel.
Gothul snarled. "You dare lie! She lives in the Elven village with you!"
Estel refused once more to speak.
"Answer me!" Gothul demanded, but the youth was stubborn. "You doubt my ability to make you talk," the orc rumbled with a malicious smile. His hand strayed to the dagger at his belt.
Eyes suddenly wide, Myu's automatic response was to leap forward and intervene, but seemed tripped. It seemed funny that she could be floating in the air and trip on something. And now that she thought about it, it just seemed funny in general that she was just floating in the air and being intangible. Subsequent thoughts on this were running circles in Myu's head as she was falling forward, occupying the greater part of her consciousness. It took quite some time for her to notice that she was still falling, like, into pitch darkness or something. Or maybe she was just standing still in just a disoriented state. She reached out into the pitch black and felt a wall, verifying the latter. She noticed a small florescent light behind her and turned to face it.
She was on a balcony in a cavernous room... a giant laboratory, which looked awfully familiar. In fact, she was sure it was the Konryu University of Physics astrophysics laboratory where she used to work and escaped through that time gateway. And sure enough, there was the said gateway, the sole source of the light, with three people gathered around it. Other than that, the laboratory was powered down and vacant, black except for the dim blue emergency lights.
Myu realized that, without her Co-cerebral CPU, she had lost her Zoom function, and had to squint to see who those people were as she still couldn't move. One stood out foremost, a gold-and-red-winged alien creature with colorless skin and piecing bioluminescent eyes. And the one beside him, his messy black hair looked like was frozen in the process of exploding off his head and his dirty lab coat was markered with a Superman-style 'K'. And the third person was female, situated in the time gateway in a black jumpsuit and UV glasses, saying; "Dakara kitto itaku nai hazu datte no kai?" ((And you're sure sure this isn't supposed to hurt, right?)) She looked exactly like Myu except without the purple hair streaks.
"Tou-chan, Kudo-sensei, Kaa-chan!" ((Dad, professor Kudo, and mom!)) Myu gasped, unable to believe that she was back in her world seeing her mother, father and... well never mind about him. "Ah! Mata houkokugo wo hanashteru n da. Suteki na." ((Ooh, I'm speaking Houkokugo again. Cool.))
"Ittaku nai, ne?" ((It won't hurt, right?))
[The process itself of stabilized metaphysical cosmic inversion is much along the lines gravitational hyperdistortion, so it should be an extremely violent process, in which case you won't feel anything at all as your entire nervous system will be ripped apart,] her father was telling her mother, [Remember, it is important that you do not forget the re-routing protocol. When you enter the cosmic inverse, space will become that which moves through time, and the protocol is necessary to guide you back to 3rd-millenium Earth, which will be over 41,000 light years away in combination of spatial momentum and Earth's net galactic velocity at 220 kilometers per second. Enter it into your Anchoring Devise after you find Myu.)
Chiharu (Myu's mother) had been in the process of securing the buckle on her utility belt. "Nandakke?" ((What did you say?))
Professor Kudo held up the hand-held "Anchoring Device" and explained very slowly: "Tsuurou ni haitte... Myu wo mitsukete.... tsuke-button wo oshite.... tokubetsu na bango wo ireyo...." ((Go in gateway... Find Myu... Push on-button... enter special number...))
As Chiharu contemplated this, Myu looked back and forth between the three of them. "Atashi wo sagashite iru no? Demo, atashi ga koko ni iru..." ((You're looking for me? But I'm right here...)) Myu tried to reach out and touch her mother standing in the gateway, but couldn't. "Kono koto wa ittai nan ni tsuite kana...." ((I wonder what the heck this is all about...))
"De wa, mazu Myuu wo mitsukete, button wo osu koto de aru ne. Saigo wa bango." ((So, I find Myu then push the button. The number comes last.)) Chiharu recapped.
Kudo and Jin (Myu's father) nodded in unison. [Do you recall the number?] asked the latter.
"Mmm... 00002897345981043582983."
[Good, you're all set then,] Jin reached for the switch.
"Ittekimasu." ((I'll be back soon)) she smiled, waving as the time gateway began to pour out a blinding light.
"Itterasshai," ((see you then.)) responded Jin and Kudo in unison, the alien actually deeming the occation special enough to use his voice.
In a flash, Myu's consciousness went black.
"Maa, sore nante shitte shimatte makoto ni yoroshikatta desu ne," [Well, I'm sincerely glad THAT's over with.] Kudo muttered to his boss, rubbing his hands together.
Jin furrowed his brow. [Yes, but I cannot help but having this strange feeling.]
"Hee? Nanno kimochi?" ((Eh? What feeling?))
Jin gestured to the balcony nearest the timegateway. [It's strange, but I feel almost as though Myu had been standing there a moment ago, watching us while we were talking to Chiharu. But after we dispatched Chiharu, Myu's presence simply disappeared...]
Kudo blinked a few times and waited respectfully as his superior wavered in contemplation, but in the end Kaneko Jin proved too science-minded to believe in something like that. He shrugged it off. [Never mind. My ESP is just muddled. It gets like this during the cold season.] But that still did not keep Jin from casting a surreptitious glance over his shoulder at the balcony before following Kudo out of the astrophysics lab.
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A/N: OMG, you guys. I had no idea so many people were actually reading this. Again, sorry it took so long ......... and hint: that funky thing that happened to Myu, that's foreshadowing, see.
Naomi Maxwell: Sorry!
Tweekymonkey: Sorry!
Kaio: Sorry!
born to be hanged: Sorry!
disturbed mikonei: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
born to be hanged: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
kaio: Sorry!
Tictac: Thanks much.
yoshi: thanks alot. It's good you took your time, because this update was so delayed *grumbles*
IMPROVED Uber Rei Model 06: That's alright, your not supposed to know all that much about some guy's made up fantasy land unless you want to end up a geek like me.
ONE: Thanks. A very very unconventional relationship indeed.
Merit Somnia: Myu pregnant... my idea is that by 3076, humans will be able to get accidental pregnancies undercontrol and do away with abortion-- fetus rights activists and all.... Legolas being tortured... Legolas being the son of a king, I'd say no, that would be bad for Mirkwood/Rivendell diplomatic relations. The most they'd do is tell his daddy-- that's how he gets in trouble. The orc........ Gothul is my twisted orc who deeply fancies Myu. He's basically there to create a plot obstical.
Morima: Sorry it was late. That's a very nice compliment, my story being original and interesting. I don't think a lot of people have a firm grasp on what a MS is to begin with. I think Legolas himself-- perfect in every way, never does anything wrong, never gets a scratch or a tangle in his blonde locks-- is more of an MS than most of these branded "sues" have ever been
Aryll: Thanks so much. I'm glad you thought it was funny. I sometimes laugh when i think of something to put in this story, but it never seems to work out the way i like it, and i'm always paranoid that each chapter is sounding even lamer than the rest. It's really nice to hear someone likes it so much =)
Tweeky Monkey: A submissive, pervered legolas... well, Tolkien didn't
IMPROVED Uber Rei Model 06: Nah, this is nowhere near the fellowship. It takes place in 3019. This is 2948.
Ali: Thanks alot. That's what I like to hear... "different"
yoshi: LOL... poor guy. that must hurt.
Xephon (too cowardly to log in): If you're not a fangirl yourself, then what are you doing surfing around the rated-R section of a fanfiction site? You shouldn't tell yourself to die, it's not nice...
born to be hanged: Thanks alot and no,no,no,no... no child. By 3075, I could confidently predict people would have managed to do away with accidental pregnancies to prevent abortions-- it does away with the fetus rights activists. And PLEASE don't take the stuff I made up too seriously. It's just an idea. I'm just a Asian Studies major with an interest in science. And Elladan is coming back... well, real soon actually.
CSI: Poor Legolas. I love tormenting my characters, have you noticed? P.S. I didn't beta this one chapter because it's been such a long time and I wanted it up ASAP. There's two more parts that were *supposed* to go to this chapter 7, but that I'll send that for betaing and post them collectively as chapter 8! I hope you didn't think i abandoned the story or anything.
kaio: The reason Myu's mom made a clone was because she's, as you'll see later, pretty egotistical and thinks no child would be better than a copy of herself. Other than that, Myu's dad is an alien, whose planet went through an entirely different evolutionary process. He doesn't have DNA. Ashura have a brain lobe that acts like DNA in regulating physical growth, and the way Ashura grow depends on the thoughts and moods they esperince as they mature into adults. It would be impossible to mix the two features of Humans and Ashura.
Azura1: It's a surprise who Myu ends up with (maybe I'll have two alternate endings, who knows)
Joy4eva: *cries* I didn't update soon.. I've failed everyone!
Naomi Maxwell: I really hated being tortured by sporks... but it wasn't my fault, dammit! (excpet for my forgetfulness last week... oh well) I hope you're still up to betaing. I just posted this without because it had been such a long time.