Indians, Shalott, and the Figure in Black

Pan was a boy of about fourteen. He was dressed in leaves, which Erik found disgusting. He was very busy talking to the captain, so Erik decided to take out his portable C.D. player and play his favorite music.

"Star light express! Star light Express… Only you! Have the power to move me! And together we make the whole world move in sympathy!"

Erik sang along, his voice, which resembled the god of thunder, echoed along with the annoying lyrics. "ERIK!" James yelled, "I NEED YOU!" the player immediately disappeared, and Erik strolled over to the Captain. "It appears that Pan here doesn't want you." Erik looked at the little boy, "So you have a choice, get thrown to the crocodile," He shuddered with the word, "Or be a human canon ball, and then get thrown to the crocodile." Erik sniffed, why didn't this boy like him? He was so likable, maybe? "B-but why?" Erik asked, "Why doesn't he want me?" James shrugged, and turned to Pan. The boy looked intently, then muttered, "Remove your mask." Erik was struck, as stiff and a corpse, "no, no, you don't want to see what's under that, it's gross, fowl, I mean…I'm so handsome that you'd fall dead in your tracks."

"And rot," Pan finished, "Very likely,"

"DON"T DO IT!" Erik screamed as Pan reached forward to pull of his mask, RRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWAWAWAWAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Erik screamed. Pan shrugged, "Nah, he's too ugly." And with that he flew away. Erik sighed. There was nothing left for him now…wait. He pulled out his C.D. player,

"It's over now the music of the night!"

"Wrong song." Erik switched C.D's.

"Somewhere over the rainbow! Way up high! There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby."

Erik sighed, it was so beautiful. RING! Erik jumped.

"Oh, excuse me." James said, "That's just my cell phone. Pardon while I take this call?" Erik nodded, thinking how stupid it had been of him not to bring HIS cell phone. "Erik?" The captain said, "That was the chief, he wants to buy you for their annual hunt."

"Their annual what!"

"Their annual hunt, you see, every year they take the ugliest guy in town, and run him out on a rail, then hunt for him until he's good and dead. And they want you!"

Erik fainted….

Enjolras looked through the fog which shrouded everything. He couldn't see much, and all he could hear was Syen chowing on Pirate booty. "Look at all this fogdge!" she said, "It's gnarly."

"Gnarly or not," Enjolras said, "I can't see anything." Syen shrugged.

"Tough." Enjolras sighed and looked about, there! No, wait…yes! There in the fog stood a gorgeous girl. She was barefoot, and wore a flowy white gown.

"Elaine?" he called.

"Sorry." Came the answer, "I'm Anne Cathrick."

"Oh," he said, and trudged along. Then emerging from the miasma came a lovely lady, she was reciting poetry:

Heard a carol mournful holy,

Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,

Till her blood was frozen slowly,

And her eyes were darkened wholly.

Turned to towered Camelot…

"Elaine?" he asked once more.

"yes." She said.

"I've been searching for you, I…"

"Oh Marshank!" yelled a voice which was obviously Syen, "I lost my flip flop in the mud!" Enjolras rolled his eyes, and Elaine giggled. "Well, would you like to leave Shalott?"

"Leave Shalott!" It's my dream come true! After Lancelot ditched me, and left a perfect child for me to raise I've been mad, and then this Tennyson guy, wrote a pack of lies about me, AND 8th GRADERS HAVE BEEN MEMORIZING IT EVER SINCE!" Enjolras understood the outburst, he was about to do that when Grantair was bugging him. "Syen!" Enjolras called, "Set that thing for Paris!"

"Whatever." She said. Paris appeared. Enjolras kissed Elaine, and she got a thrill. But as they were about to walk through, Syen accidentally clicked the wrong button.

"B-B-Barbarian! B-B-BARBAIN!" came a loud voice; Enjolras looked at the cartoon world, "SYEN! What did you do?"

Syen gave an embarrassed grin, "Sorry, I think I sent us to one of my favorite cartoons."

"And what might that be!" Enjolras yelled over the resonance of the theme song.

"Dave the barbarian?" Syen answered.
"SYEN!" Enjolras yelled. Running over the cartoon world came a figure, but it was real like them. "HELP!" she yelled, "I"VE BEEN STUCK ON THIS CARTOON FOR YEARS!" a girl came gasping in front on them.

"Who are you?" Elaine asked, ecstatic about seeing another sane female.

"Me?" she said trying to catch her breath, "I'm Mizamour."

"It's dark." Fezzick said as they trudged along following a map which Elrond had given them. "Bark." Jim said.

"Lark." Blue said, finally deciding to join in, "Look," she said, "This is great and all, but we're lost. NO one knows how to read those ruins!" Jim sighed, she was right and they all knew it. Out of the dark, jumping off of the wall by them was a form. "I'll show you the way." it said. In awe Jim said, "Who are you?"

"None of your business!" said the girl voice, "Just call me Lahz."

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