Hello! Here is chapter 8, hope everyone is enjoying the story! And that you all like this chapter! Thankyou to Pink Hardcore and Hotdogfish (awesome username.) for reviewing chapter 7! To the silent readers…Remember reviews are good…

WARNING: Very extremely definitely graphic mutilation of an annoying tree dweller! If you have a weak stomach, pretend it is a really bad foreign Kung foo movie (Not against Foreign movies, only really bad ones, and of course really bad other cultural movies to, cept with foreign one its funny cos you need subtitles) Not that that will really help. ALSO acute irritation to an inquisitive fox. Anyway, it's all for a laugh so enjoy every one!

Caitlin sighed dramatically; looking up at the stars she wondered whether Darrendell was up there, smiling down on he… What was she thinking? She hated Darrendell! Well not hated, besides, it was his fault he fell on her chainsaw. It wasn't her fault. Well, if Darrendell was up there… what about the imps? And Carwen? And the countless others that tried to make rules? Oh Gods! Good thing elves are immortal, Caitlin just had to stay away from death, and she would be alright, but then again, if she did die, imagine all the people up there who would want revenge on her!? Caitlin felt a bead of sweat trickle down the side of her cheek, paranoia, that's all it is. Calm down, she thought, if I managed to beat them here, I'll beat them up there. She thought again hang on, it's not like I'm going upstairs anyway, down to the basement for me. I'll never have to see any of them again!

Caitlin shuffled around in her sleeping bag, why were rocks so hard? She closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of the night. Nindac's bad sinuses - and Glorfindal's dreams. Damn it! How was she supposed to get to sleep with all that noise! Legolas made some grumbling noises next to her; he was obviously having problems too. Through the looming blackness of the night, she saw him sit up, grasp a rock from underneath him, and lop it up into the trees. There was a hollow thud, and an unconscious body settled its crumpled self onto the forest floor after dropping some 30ft. (Red woods, or maybe cedars.)

'Finally,' Legolas grunted, climbing back into his sleeping bag. There were no more murmurs piercing the quiet, only wet snoring.

'What about the other one?' Caitlin whispered. 'You can't just do one and not the other!'

'There aren't anymore stones big enough!'

'So! Improvise!' An auburn fox, which was busily rummaging through the food scraps of dinner, was rudely interrupted when Caitlin gave it a first class ticket too Nindac's nostrils.

'Hunh sniff, snnif snnoort DEY! Shouted Nindac as best he could with a live fox shoved up his nostril. 'Dwat Dwas Dat DoR? I dort you dowed me!'

'I don't owe anyone.' Caitlin said quietly. This deadly tone of voice was used when she was on the verge of killing some one.

'Oh, Dokay…. Please don't durt me!'

Caitlin sighed, if there was one thing she really hated… it was begging. She lifted her chainsaw, and threw it up into the tree, there was a loud slicing noise, but it wasn't squishy, like the sound of chainsaw through flesh.

'Ha! You missed!' Cried Legolas. The boomerang shaped saw landed back in Caitlin's hand.

There was a creaking noise from above, and to Legolas' dismay, a branch came sailing through the air, landing only an inch away from his pretty face. Nindac followed with a sickening crunch, and a long low rattley death rattle. Nindac was no longer living, he was splayed out over the tree branch, body twisted in a distorted angle, and a few twigs sticking through the void where his brain used to be, (It went a liquidy because of the impact and ran out of his nose. If that would not have solved his sinus problem, nothing would.) (Sorry about the graphic ness!)

There was a long silence, which Glorfindal ended. 'Ohhh, we are going to the seaside?! Wow! I've never been there. It calls to me you know!'

Legolas whimpered, he had runny brains on his bag, that never comes out… he knew from experience.

'Well… That was a bit harsh wasn't it?' Drifted a quiet voice from above.

'No. It's now a well known fact I like revenge.'

'No- I don't mean that- I'm going to have to carry his bags now!'

'Shut up, otherwise I'll come up there, and you can find out how hard it is to carry bags with two bloodly stumps for arms, and if you're un-lucky likewise with legs.'

'Yeah Dinmar! You'd be Leg-less then!' Shouted someone else; the trees erupted into laughter. Caitlin was even smiling.

'Oh sod off.' Grunted Legolas. To tell you the truth, he was a little upset about the jokes people made of his name. 'At least my name doesn't mean 'Born With Breasts' in the common tongue.' More laughter erupted throughout the trees, like a volcano. Brunwitbret wasn't laughing though.

Caitlin was nearly crying with laughter by this stage- then… it dawned on her- jokes were funny! Killing and torturing people were the closest she had ever got to joy. She could replace pernicious killing, with pernicious jokes. Unfortunately Glorfindal's remark made her lose her train of thought. 'Ohhhh, I do like to be beside the seaside. Oh I do like to be beside the sea. La la la la la laaa, la la la la la laaaaahh, la la lai, la leelee.' After this there was further laughter.

'Hey, how come Glor's not dead after that fall? Where's his runny brains.' There was a brief confused pause in the merriment.

'Duhhh!' said another elf. ' He doesn't have any!' More laughter, 'It dropped out his ear when he was on the trampoline!'

'Oh yeah! I remember now!'

'What about Caitlin- ha ha haaa!-,' by the mention of her name every one had stopped laughing, but this poor elf couldn't stop now- he was on a roll, 'she has practically got dog poop for hers! Look at her! She hit the branch instead of Nindac! What kind of shoddy aim was that?!' This was followed by solo hysterical laughter

Caitlin growled. 'Do you have a death wish?' A Silence.

'Er um, er she meant to do that.' Brunwitbret stated helpfully to the nameless elf. 'More imaginative then throwing the saw at him! You idiot! Do you want a saw through your empty head?!' The laughter stopped and the nameless elf whimpered.

In some cases... ignorance is not bliss.

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