Replies(I can't remember if I replied to any, so I'll just reply to them all. My internet was down for a few days and we just now got it fixed, or else I would have updated sooner)

Slayer3: Yes, they shall all die eventually. Thank God. And Lindsey will figure something out, I'm sure...

MademoiselleSilver: Who knows what the evil Mary Sue is planning? I do, sadly. And some of my reviewers are very good guessers, though I suppose they just know what to expect from Mary Sues.

SpaceRoses: Not murder per se... Yes, I just couldn't stand for them all to be Faith-fans any longer, so I decided to change it! Yay! Glad you finally have started to read Rebecca's story; that way you can truly see how horrid the Mary Sues are...

Arndis: Why? Because she's a die hard Sue, that's why! She probably reads them in the middle of the night, soaking up the 'romance'. Poor Legolas is the only one still under her spell... But I will remedy all!

RoonilWazlib42: Hopefully, flames. Yes, flames... HAHAHA! Okay, that is the single grossest line I have ever typed in my entire writing career. Thank GOD I'm not SERIOUSLY writing that stuff... Of course they hate Faith! The I-Love-This-Sue effect only lasts so long, you know, before the real sense comes back. I got that idea from a joke I have with my sister... See, she HATES Orlando Bloom, and I was tormenting her by telling her she should get Orlando wallpaper, bedding, posters, etc etc etc, and then the rug idea came, so... yeah...

Snurtz: I know! Oh, it's so awful to write this stuff... But, at least, you didn't keep it up! I'm only writing this for my own amusement, sort of... even though it isn't amusing to me, not that much anyway, so there must be another reason... I just can't think of what it is. I have no idea WHY I'm writing this, really... any ideas as to why I am? I can't think of a single good reason why I am... Oh, well. Maybe I'm just insane.

Rabid Rabbit's Rampage: Well, in her mind, HE is probably actually 'there' and in talking to her posters, she's talking to him, or something. I truly don't know how the Sue's mind operates, and I don't want to find out...

CoalTrain: Dudette, if you please... Thank you! Yes, well, I have to keep myself in good humor by writing that kind of stuff, because otherwise, I would just get all sick from writing HER story. Like I told you, I have a story like that, that I've been meaning to finish and post. Or post what I have and then finish it, either way. However, I'm sure we're not the only two to have done that sort of thing. In fact, earlier in my fanfiction career, I have a story like that up, called 'She Set Sight On The Wrong Fella' (Long title, huh?) but I took it down eventually 'cause I hadn't updated it in months, and put it under construction. Now I'm planning on reposting it sometime soon...

Zelscar: Well, unfortunately, Sues (as far as I know) cannot die from lack of oxygen from kissing their beloveds. WHY NOT? Because they are Sues... and, naturally, they couldn't die from such a 'wonderful thing'.

Psalm 136: Yeah, that line CRACKED ME UP when I wrote it. See? See how horrid it is? I'm glad I've inspired so many people, though, because I think one other person is writing a Sue story too...

Fili: Yeah, it's a breaker box. I couldn't remember that at the time I was updating it, though, so I just said that Lindsey didn't know what it was called. :) Oh, and I have plently of ginger ale, so you can help yourself. I have to drink it quite often. Though cold water is good too... And OF COURSE it's stupid, it's a Mary Sue! It's terrible to write insults about Aragorn and Boromir; cuts me deep. But, it must be done.

Quill and Saber: She would. She will, probably. Thank you! It hasn't come from personal experience; I've never written an actual Sue story, nor have I really read any(except for a few I've come to by mistake, and then it was only to laugh my head off at how stupid they were) I've almost thrown up nearly every chapter I've written. And as to getting rid of these oh-so-'lovely' Sues, I will leave that to my reviewers once the story is finished. There are several, I believe, that have mentioned a desire to kill them, so everyone will have to share. I get first stab, though. :)

Cowgirl4Christ: You'll see. She's a Sue, so naturally she'd think of something so terrible as that. However, I'm not exactly sure what she'll do...

Bullseye-Fanatic: Excellent idea! Though, first we should cut off their hair, so that they will scream bloody murder(remember the ear plugs) and then have something scrape their beautiful faces, then force them to stare at themselves in the mirror.

xmutedx: You will love it even more as it progresses...

BlackRosePoison-Orchid: I can't tell you anything, because I don't know...

Chapter 11

Rebecca Maria was, finally, happy. She was ecstatic, actually. She had reviews! Many, many, many reviews! All of her previous reviewers had returned, though she had feared they wouldn't after the story had been deleted.

LegolasLuvver34: oooooo my goooooossssssssh! hi is the most rmentic chappi yet! lik, y did u tak it dwn? i ws worid tat u had perminintle tekin it dwn. glid is bak up! sooooooooo rmentic!

LeggysGurl: luvvv the kisin sine! lik, te lin 'bout food only bien Leggys kises, sooooooo romannntic! lov it!

LeggiesNumbr1Gurrl: OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH my gooooooshhhhhh! this is the most ramantic cap yit! can i Have leGGy? plz?

LeggysTruLuvv: UPDET! UPDET! UPDET!

There were more, many more, on each chapter, the reviewers all having names that had something to do with Legolas. There were over 25 reviews, and Rebecca's excitement and happiness grew as she read each one.

Until, of course, she reached the one she had been dreading. She had been afraid that this would happen, but she hadn't wanted to give in to the fear. She had tried to be strong, and tried to tell herself that it wouldn't happen, but it had. It had happened.

LegisGirrlll1: I'm gunna writ a stori lyk yurs! is so gud! I'm mekin a legi remance 2! wil u rivew?

No! No! Not an illiterate, writing a Legolas romance! And asking her to review? How horrible could it get?

Rebecca's nose lifted into the air, higher than it had been. Like she would lower herself to that level! She was a great writer, an excellent one, indeed! Rebecca thought herself to be ranking up there with Charles Shakespeare, or whatever that man's name was. He was incredibly famous, and so too would she be! She was an extraordinary writer; among the best, and she would never, ever, read anyone's work whom she considered to be beneath her.

She continued reading her reviews, utterly and completely happy that so many people liked her story. After all, why else write if not to entertain others?

But then, she saw it. The very name of the reviewer made her freeze, but her eyes insisted on devouring the words.

TrueTolkienFan: Oh. My. Gosh. This is the most horrid piece of work I've ever seen in my entire life! I though it was bad until now, but this... this is the most digusting, horrible thing that has ever existed, I'm sure. "The only food I need is your kisses." WHAT KIND OF LINE IS THAT? YOU SICK, SICK GIRL! STUPID CLICHES! HOW CAN YOU TURN ONE OF THE MOST WONDERFUL ELVES IN THE HISTORY OF THE LORD OF THE RINGS INTO A BRAINLESS ROMANTIC CREEP? IT'S NOT EVEN ROMANCE! STOP MAKING YOUR SUE SUCK HIS FACE OFF! THIS IS DISGUSTING! I KNOW, I' VE SAID IT BEFORE, BUT IT'S GROSS! SICK! WRONG! I DESPISE STORIES LIKE THIS, AND I LOATHE WRITERS LIKE YOU WITH EVERY OUNCE OF MY BEING!

And so it continued in all capital letters, going on and on and on.

With each line that she read, Rebecca's eyes narrowed more. But she would not cry. No, she could not cry. Sticks and stones may break my bones...

Oh, what was the use? In one movement, Rebecca rose from the computer, dashed to her bed, and flung herself across it, letting the tears flow freely.

After fifteen minutes or more of sobbing her heart out, she considered some things. Why should one person's thoughts on her story make her cry so badly? Why did it have such an effect? She couldn't rationalize her tears. There was no reason that this evil person's reviews should have such an effect on her, right?

Of course right! With a new resolution, she sat up on her bed, grabbed some Kleenex, and wiped furiously at her eyes. Rebecca couldn't even think of how horrible her makeup must look. She had a story to write!

After typing up some very quick replies to the reviews from Chapter 9, she hurried to write Chapter 10.

Chapter 10

Legolas and Faith lingered in the forest for quite a long time. It would have raised questions in the eyes of the Fellowship, but they didn't care at all. In fact, they were even secretly planning to 'forget' the lovebirds when they broke camp.

Unfortunately for the Fellowship, Legolas and Faith reappeared after a few hours of kissing constantly. They were both breathless and neither could really feel their lips, but they were happy. Oh, they were so happy!

While one of the hobbits cooked dinner, Faith and Legolas snuggled up by the fire, wrapped in Legolas's cloak.

Sam, the one cooking, had a hard time keeping his countenance and his position by the fire when they started whispering to each other and calling each other strange names.

Samwise, a rather sheltered hobbit as he was, had never heard the term 'Love kitten' before, and had absolutely no wish to inquire. He had a strong desire to leave, but he was the designated cook that night, and while the rest of the Fellowship grouped a few yards away, he was stuck, listening to the chatter of two people in love. The contentment he normally felt while cooking was corrupted, and he was really very unhappy.

Rebecca frowned slightly. She didn't wish to focus on Sam for that long. Fat hobbits deserved no such attention in her stories. In fact, she rather wished she didn't have to mention the Fellowship at all, which brought up her thought of yesterday.

"The Fellowship really does have to go, doesn't it?" Rebecca whispered to herself, thinking of how she could do it.

She continued typing, deciding to leave in the Sam paragraph that she so disliked solely to show the Fellowship's unjust dislike of Faith. Rebecca failed to realize that she had already mentioned that dinner was ready in the last chapter, while Faith and Legolas were kissing in the forest, and that, due to that fact, when they eventually returned dinner would have been long over.

The hobbit was soon gone, scurrying off, taking the food over to the Fellowship. Legolas and Faith were kissing, again, occasionally breaking apart to whisper 'I love you' and other such things.

They were in the middle of a particularly long kiss when Legolas heard something. At first, he was going to ignore it, but his lips were sore, after all, even from such a wonderful thing as kissing Faith, so he decided to go see what it was.

He rather reluctantly broke apart from his beloved Faith, and rose slowly. He walked a few yards, Faith's hand tucked inside his own. Then, he saw it. The area where the Fellowship had been was empty. Remaining there were a few misplaced articles; a boot, a scarf, and Frodo's sword Sting.

Legolas raised an eyebrow in question while Faith walked forward to investigate. "They're gone! Somehow, they're gone!" She cried. Legolas rushed forward to comfort her. Tears were streaming down her face.

He kissed her soundly on the mouth, which made her stop crying immediately. "What about the Quest?" she asked when they broke apart. "The Ring still must be destroyed! But where is it?"

Legolas upended the boot, but it was empty. Faith checked the scarf. There, with its chain tangled in the folds of the scarf material, was the Ring.

Faith lifted it for Legolas to see. "What do we do?" he asked.

After thinking for a moment, Faith nodded, as if in agreement with herself. "We must destroy it. We must. I have to do this. For...Frodo. Yes, for Frodo. If he is gone, that does not mean his mission will not be carried out! Help me do this, Legolas."

The Elf stared down into her eyes for a split second before nodding. He realized she was serious, and he did not doubt that Faith would prove an excellent Ringbearer.

He sealed his promise to help her with a kiss, and they returned to the fire to pack their bags and such. They would not stay the night at this site. Too many memories, they both agreed. They remembered the hobbit cooking, and scurrying away with the food, and Gandalf finding them in the forest. As they left, both had tears streaming down their faces in memory of their friends. Around Faith's neck hung the Ring, but she had resolved not to be tempted by it, and she would destroy it. She would.

"Oh! Goodness..." Rebecca said to herself as she finished the chapter. "That was such a good chapter! Not enough kissing, but," she said, darting a quick glance at one of her many posters, "that will be fixed in future chapters."

Rebecca was excessively happy. She had managed to get rid of that pesky Fellowship, make Faith the bearer of the whatever it was, and have a really romantic chapter to boot! Kissing scenes galore!

However, a few blocks away, a certain cousin of Rebecca's was checking Fanfiction, and she saw the new chapter, and forced herself to read it. And an hour later, her parents found her. She had fainted dead away in the bathroom, her laptop's battery had run out, and the poor girl was seemingly traumitized for life.

A/N: So, yes, anyone who guessed that this was coming was right. Hey, she's a Sue, what can I say? It hurt me excessively to actually WRITE that stuff, but worry not! All shall be righted!

Oh, and to anyone who might be wondering, the actual chapter is only 1500 words long.Acceptable by my standards, but I really need to make the review replies shorter.