Disclaimer- -mutters- dont own any LotR characters- only own the Order of the Sue, Cay and a few more

Notes- I made up the Order of the Sue. Anybody is entitled to use them if you want, dont bother asking- just say where you got them from Im sorry its taking me a while to update- my muse has gone walkies and I'm still feeling ill.

Pronunciation of my characters-
Caisha- Cay-sha
Ysan- Ee-san
Dyanai- Di-yan-ey
Illyra- Ill-aye-rar
Línarai- Lee-nar-ey
Bregedur- Bree-ga-door
Aerauth- Ey-er-ow-th

To my beloved reviewers- I luff you all .

Crecy- Very mean horse Caisha will meet her worst enemies in this chapter. Bless.

ChronicCheddar- Well, I always see Legolas as the nice one, and Boromir all mean- I decided to be different xD I think Caisha just has that effect on them. And Fred is based on this horse called Dominoe at my stables- that horse is evil -shifty eyes-

xkuroxshinobix- Nupe Its her birthday today! -does a dance- happy birthday to Caisha xD Yay

GothicShadow- That sucks... And I like Elrohir as the romance And I'll see you when ye get back.

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Chapter Five - Of the Order of the Sue, Human Limpets and Birthdays

Elrohir stood in the centre of a high-roofed chamber, his troubled grey eyes fixed solidly on the figure of Elrond sat before him. He had not had time to change out of his attire since his hunt in the forest, and he was still dressed in the plain, dark green high-necked tunic and hose, black boots scuffed and muddy from hours of endless searching. He had a few bits of leaf and twigs sticking out of the dark colour of his hair, disrupting his appearance entirely- a few snags in his tunic had become rips where he'd caught them on brambles, and there was a small cut in the side of his cheek, where a willow branch had hit him with a vengeance... Strangely, there was a mark of lipstick on his neck, in the shape of lips, which he'd tried to scrub off with his hand, to no avail- all he'd done was smudge the red mark across his neck, making him look like he had some sort of strangely shaped rash. In his hand, he held a small pink ribbon, holding it out from him as though it might contain some contagious disease. It had a heart on the end... He looked dishevelled and so worried he was in danger of becoming a very worried person. Elrond looked as equally troubled, resting his chin on his hand as he surveyed the twin,
"You're sure?"
"Unmistakable, my lord. I found this, at the scene." he let the ribbon fall to the floor. Elrond looked at it, and swallowed, pushing himself further into his seat;
"Theres no way you could be wrong?"
"I saw them myself... They nearly got me." he pointed to the lipstick mark on his neck... Elrond surveyed it as though it was the mark of death,
"I see... Thank the Valar you escaped... Where abouts?"
"Just on the edge of Rivendell, in the forest. They must have heard Legolas, Boromir and Aragorn are here."
"I feared as much- I had hoped that the Fellowship would be gone before the Order found out..."
"We'll need more reinforcements to guard the Prince, Boromir and Aragorn." Elrond looked tired and nervous as he bit on his bottom lip...
"What about Caisha?"
"What about her?"
"You cant just leave her with them!"
Elrond surveyed Elrohir sceptically,
"Why not?"
"Well, because... You know what the Order's like!"
"Yes." Elrond physically shuddered, biting on his lip so hard that he drew blood, "But we cannot risk the resources- the Order's lair is far from here, and we need all the men we have to protect Legolas and Aragorn from them, if they choose to return."
"So you're just going to leave her in their hands?"
"What would you have me do? Any male who sets foot near the Order is risking death."
"But---"
"That is my final word. At least the place shall be a lot quieter with her gone."
Elrohir stared, in shock and horror, "You dont mean that, surely?"
Elrond sighed, "I suppose not. But it's too risky to even attempt to rescue her."
"Then I'll go myself."
"You'll do no such thing, Elrohir."
Elrohir narrowed his eyes, "Just try and stop me." he turned on his heel, striding dramatically out the room, shedding bits of leaves as he did so.

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Caisha's head was whirring- even without touching it, she could feel the lump that had manifested itself on her forehead... She gave a small groan, trying to blink away the darkness- only to realise that she was, in fact, blindfolded. Peachy... She was more and more aware, as her head cleared itself, that she was sitting on something suspiciously comfy- it felt furry... She swallowed, biting on her bottom lip, as voices filtered themselves into her head. There were some sickly sweet voices floating towards her, and some that sounded like crystal water running in a fountain, joined with what sounded like S Club 7- some were even singing alongCaisha swore- she was in the middle of Pop Idol all over again... Eventually, the voices became more and more clear- she could hear ones close nearby, talking quietly over the track of Bring It All Back.
"...why we had to take her." one voice was hissing- the malice turned the pretty tones of love and happines in their voice ugly.
"Dont you? Then you cant see further than your nose." a second voice whispered calmly, sounding like stars dancing with rainbows... Caisha thought she was going to be sick.
"Its a very pretty nose, though." a third voice joined in, dancing like the dewdrops of heaven on the flowers of paradise. Caisha felt woozy again, trying to resist the sickening power of the voices.
"Thank you- for £3000, I should hope so." hissed love-and-happiness
"I dont understand why we did that to her hair, though." this was a fourth speaker, whose voice was like beauty and light.
"I dont like the colour blue." this was stars-dancing-with-rainbows now, who was clearly some sort of leader.
"But, why did you---" beauty-and-light started, only to be cut off.
"When do I get to see Leggy?" this was a fifth voice. This girl had the voice of a five year old; soft and childish, filled with delight... Caisha wondered whether the five year old wanted it back.
"Sssh... She's awake." came the voice of dewdrops-of-heaven-on-paradise-flowers...
Caisha groaned as she felt a very pointy-ended shoe kick her side,
"Are you awake?" this was stars-dancing-with-rainbows again.
"I wish I wasnt." Caisha muttered- there was a collective gasp from one of the assembled, and a voice like clear summer water exclaimed,
"She has no sweet voice! DEMON!" but then there was a sound like a slap, and the voice of clear-summer-water shut up.
"Dont be stupid-" stars-dancing-with-rainbows again "-She's not a demon. Just misguided."
Caisha felt the blindfold knot being tugged at, and blinked to clear her vision once the material had shifted from her eyes- then immediately wished she hadnt... She was in a large cave, which had somehow been transformed into a make-shift room. It had clearly been furnished to seem 'homely'- though homely to who, Caisha had no idea. Flower-shaped tables and chairs littered the space inside, heart-shaped lanterns illuminated the spaces of the cave-room in a pleasant glow, and mirrors were nailed up to every space along the walls, alongside photographs of sunrises, rainbows and anything that radiated calm, loving serenity... But that wasnt the scariest thing- everything that filled the cave was pink and... and...
"LACY!" she actually screamed the word, staring around her wildly. It was true; any surface that could be covered had, indeed, been swathed by lace doileys and cloth... Even the cushion she was sat on, made of pink fur, was trimmed in white lace. She quickly rolled sideways, unable to do any other movement considering she had her hands and feet bound together by -yes, you guessed it- pink lace strands which, whilst they may look fragile, were amazingly strong...
"Yes. Lacy." stars-dancing-with-rainbows moved to stand infront of her- Caisha reluctantly pulled her eyes off the horrific to scene to look at her captor, and swallowed. Stars-dancing-with-rainbows was about five foot seven or eight, though she looked a lot taller as Caisha looked up at her suspiciously- she didnt look right. She had perfectly straight, long blonde hair that fell to her waist, shimmering in the light spilled from the lanterns as she moved her head... Two bright blue eyes, framed by long, lucious lashes, watched Caisha with scrutiny, as a delicate nose scrunched slightly with despair. Her full lips tugged into a dangerous smirk as elegant fingers brushed hair back from her perfectly tanned skin. She had an hour-glass like body, which Caisha would have envied if the end result didnt make the girl look like a warped barbie doll... She was wearing a white boob tube -Caisha was positive she was wearing a strapless wonderbra, beneath it- and low-rise jeans, showing off the top of her tanned hips. She had a peirced belly-button, the silver bar showing up well against the golden colour of her skin... There was a three foot long broad sword hanging from the girls belt, though she looked like she could barely lift it, and a yew longbow strapped to her back, alongside a quiver of white-feathered arrows... Oh sweet god in Heaven, she'd been kidnapped by Mary-Sue's...
Stars-dancing-with-rainbows cleared her throat and spoke her beautiful voice again- the sound made Caisha want to crawl under a rock and die, "My name is Britney-" gee, who'd have figured? "-and I'm the Leader of the Order of the Sue..."
Caisha winced as she propped herself up against the wall, dying to rub her aching head, "Order of the Sue? Wassat then?"
Britney wrinkled her nose again prettily, at Caisha ignorance, less-than-pretty voice and lack of manners, "Every girl who falls into Middle-Earth is immediately a Mary-Sue- it's the law."
Caisha blinked- so, all these girls had fallen into Middle-Earth before her? Why hadn't anyone told her? Here she was thinking she was the only one... And--- hey, she wasnt a Mary-Sue! At least, she damn well hoped she wasnt...
Britney seemed to know what she was thinking, "Have you ever heard the idea that there are millions of worlds, inside one world? That everytime you're presented with a possibility, like which road to take, another world plays out the possibilities that you didnt take, and what would have happened if you did?"
Caisha nodded; who hadn't? She'd had to write an essay on the possibilities of worlds within worlds for one of her teachers... Britney waved a neatly tanned arm- Caisha wondered whether she used a sunbed or lived in somewhere like Spain, "There. I just brushed ten million other worlds... Well, you see, life if Middle-Earth is like that, world within world; every now and again, some girl falls through into this world from their own- and, well, Middle-Earth wouldnt be able to contain us all, would it? So each girl who falls in has their own world, where they affect everything- you have yours, I have mine, and these have theirs. Somewhere, there is a Middle-Earth without any girl falling in at all, one with every Sue in, and one somewhere where S Club 7 have fallen in." There was a collective sigh of admiration from the collected Sues, and a shudder from Caisha... Britney, pretending not to notice, carried on, "But I managed to find a way through to this world, where all the Sue's roamed free- and I brought them here, to the Sue Lair---" she was cut off here by dewdrops-of-heaven-on-paradise-flowers;
"We call it the Pink Paradise!"
Caisha smiled weakly, "Really?"
Britney glared at at dewdrops-of-heaven-on-paradise-flowers, "Yes, thank you, Christine." Christine glowered, but shut up as Britney turned back to Caisha, "As I was saying, I brought them here, to the Pink Paradise-" Britney pulled a face, "-and took them under my wing, guiding them in the true way of the Mary-Sue, so that when they return to their own Middle-Earth worlds, they can be all the better for it!"
Caisha shrugged, though it was painful to do so with arms tied behind her back, "Thats wonderful but, first, wheres my world, second, how long have I been here, and third, why am I here?"
Britney sat back in something Caisha hadnt noticed before- the other Sues had been blocking it from view. Now, they shifted aside and revealled a pink throne, copped with little gold lace crown designs all along the cushion. Britney steepled her fingers as she sat, resting her chin on her interlocked hands and surveyed Caisha through her neat blonde fringe,
"You have been here roughly three or four hours. I dont know where your actual world is- I can only navigate through Middle-Earth. The world in where you affect everything, however, is well-known to me. We've been hunting for you for some time."
Caisha frowned all the more, and repeated herself, "Why?"
"Because you are in violation of the Mary-Sue Code-" Caisha was astounded. These creatures had codes! "-and we-" Britney waved a hand at the manically grinning Sue's, "-are here to help you correct your ways."
Caisha tried to press herself into the wall, though the stone remained stubbornly solid- she didnt like the way things were going... Biding for time, she coughed to regain the Sues attention; at Britney's words, they'd all broken out into excited mutterings, "Uh... How have I broken the Mary-Sue code?"
Britney sighed, settling herself back against the soft, fluffy cushion of her throne, "Where do we start?" she surveyed Caisha with a disapproving gaze, "Firstly, upon arriving in Middle-Earth, you were immediately classed as a Sue- and yet you showed me you clearly are not as perfect as us." she leaned her head back off her steepled fingers- Sues were pulling flower-shaped chairs up into a wide semi-circle around the throne, looking intently at Britney and Caisha, "I thought that, given time, you would come into the Mary-Sueness on your own- but no. You're clumsy, most of the elves dislike you, you dont look good in the gowns, you cant fight with a sword or bow to save you life and, the worst crime-" she glared at Caisha "-you had blue hair."
Caisha noticed the past tense of the word, and was about to question further when beauty-and-light answered the unspoken inquiry for her,
"Its pink now! Isnt that wonderful?"
Caisha balked at this news, trying desperately to turn her head so that she could see her hair, to no avail- someone had tied it back carefully in a tight ponytail, leaving no strands loose that she might see. She tried shaking her head to loosen some bits, but still couldnt catch sight of her new colouring- swearing profoundly, she tried to push herself to her feet, though they were also bound by the pink lace- with a nod from Britney's beautiful blonde head, beauty-and-light pressed her shoulder back down with surprising strength for the wirey little half-elven brunette that she was. Caisha chose to shout her indignance, instead,
"PINK! PINK? YOU INSANE BUNCH OF HIPPIES! WHY, FOR THE LOVE OF THE GOD WHO HATES ALL THINGS LACY AND SHAPED LIKE FLOWERS, WHY PINK!" The collected Sues drew back from Caisha's vengeance- the girl, as has been said before, could look terrifying when angry- not to mention she had bright, bubblegum pink hair... It was a scary combination. Britney took Caisha abuse calmly, and Christine gave a small little giggle,
"Well, we happen to think pink's a nice colour---"
"I COULDN'T GIVE A MONKEYS UNCLE WHETHER YOU BLOODY WELL THINK PINKS A BLOODY NICE COLOUR! I DONT!" This caused more gasps- someone in the crowd swooned and cried out "Blasphemy!"
Caisha ignored them, not about to be stopped now she was on her angry roll, "IF ITS NOT THE TWIN DEMONS OF HELL, ITS A BUNCH OF CRAZY, PLASTICALLY ENHANCED BARBIE DOLLS WITH AN OBSESSION WITH LACE! AND WILL SOMEONE PLEASE FUCKING TURN S CLUB 7 OFF! THEY SUCK!" Someone in the crowd of Sues fainted with a cry of 'Never!' and a roar of objection followed up- all the pretty voices mingled together rather sounded like someone having their throat torn out by a pack of wolves. Rather than the music being turned down, however, someone turned it up, so that it was all the more noticable- Caisha glowered.
Britney carried on, speaking over Caisha's outrage calmly, as though she hadn't been interrupted in the first place, "Thank you, Daisy, you can let go now." beauty-and-light released Caisha's shoulder reluctanly- Caisha frowned. Daisy had some extremely sharp false nails. Britney continued, "You have managed two things of the Mary-Sue Code, however- one, you have managed to complete the task of getting yourself involved with the Fellowship, no matter for how short a time. This is promising... And the second thing is, you're falling for one of the characters."
"AND ANOTHER THING, I---" Caisha was cut off by Britney's words- she stared at the Leader Sue in shock, "Saywhanow?"
Britney just returned Caisha's gawp with her own level gaze- "True, Elrohir isnt usually one chosen by our Sue's, considering Legolas, Aragorn and Boromir get first picks- often, Elrohir doesent get a mention, nor does Elladan... But its not that uncommon."
Caisha laughed feebly, all anger forgotten at the moment, "Uhm, no, actually, I dont think---"
Britney raised an eyebrow, "Good. Don't think. It makes things easier for me, that way. And dont try to deny it- our Sue Sensors miss nothing." she waved a hand up to something behind Caisha, fixed to the wall she was leaning against... Caisha, curious, turned herself awkwardly and leaned back, to see what Britney was indicating- her jaw dropped. From one side of the massive cave wall to the other, running from the roof to about half way down the wall, were small computer screens, blinking and flashing away to themselves. There must have been hundreds. Caisha looked at the nearest one, which was a few feet above her, craning her neck to see properly...
It was a row of status, like you would expect to see on a computer game; first up was a name, then an age, a small portrait and a breif description, cramped in a small box-like space at the top. After that, a thin red bar ran across the screen, finishing in a small heart to indicate it was the Sue's health... Below that, if the Sue that that Sensor was monitoring had a magical power of some sort, their mana bar showed how much magic they would be able to use before needing a rest. After that, were the usual stats of Hunger, Hygiene, Happiness, Comfort... Caisha felt like she was looking at a real life version of The Sims. At the very bottom, was a small scale, reading 'Love'- the bar shifted according to how deeply in love the said Sue was. In this case, on the Sensor Caisha was looking at, monitoring some Sue called Lilac, the bar was full, and a small name in a box besides the scale showed who the object of the Sue's desire was; the love of this 'Lilac' was 'Legolas'... Caisha couldnt surpress a roll of her eyes- surprise surprise...
Britney watched Caisha studying the Sue Sensor's, before deciding it was time to speak again; "As you can see, we know near enough everything about you. And I know that you're falling for Elrohir."
Caisha pulled a face, "Thats ridiculous... Hes like, two thousand years old or something as equally ancient... It'd be like going out with a fossil! Or Ross, from Friends..."
Britney sighed and shook her head, "You'll find that, in Mary-Sue romances, age often doesn't matter."
"Well-" Caisha looked indignant "-It matters to me. I really dont want to fall for someone old enough to be my great-great-great whatever grand-dad!"
"Tough. You're falling for him. You can't stop it... And besides-" Britney gave a small shrug of her delicate shoulders, "-if you think that he didnt mature until about a hundred years old-" Caisha stared, "-then hes only really about twenty something, in our terms."
Caisha didn't want to know what went on in that strange girls head- it made no sense to her at all.. Changing tact, she sighed, and wriggled a bit,
"Well, be that as it may, can someone at least cut these bonds?"
Britney, not sensing any immediate danger, nodded to Daisy- the brunette, half-elven Sue slipped a small dagger out of nowhere Caisha could see, and quickly glided the blade down through her bonds... Only, Britney clearly didn't know Caisha too well- the pink-haired teen scissored her legs out now they were free of the bonds, thanking the Gods that the muscles hadn't cramped themselves up, to swipe Daisy's legs from under her- only Caisha also forgot she was in a world of Sue's now... Daisy jumped aside with inhuman speed, hissing like an angry cat- only she dropped the knife... Before anyone could do anything other than stare, Caisha launched herself across the floor, wincing slightly as her muscles objected to the sudden movement, after hours of stillness, to snatch up the knife. Pushing herself to her feet, she waved the knife around foolishly, once again forgetting she was trapped in the world of Sue's- several hundred swords, daggers, bows and arrows were suddenly pointed at her head and various stretches of her anatomy... And through it all, Britney just watched with mild amusement.
Caisha, suddenly finding the odds were several hundred to one, lifted her hands up in the air, and dropped the knife to the floor- Daisy quickly reclaimed it, glaring at her. Caisha returned the glare, and was about to say something until someone prodded her in to silence with the tip of an arrow; she suspected it was love-and-happiness... Britney raised her hand up, to regain everyones attention- Caisha spotted a small flower-shaped ring on her middle finger... It was pink. She scowled, as Britney began to speak,
"Peace, Sister Sues'. As I said earlier, she is just misguided..." And to Caisha, she gave what she clearly thought to be a comforting smile, much like a therapist might give, "Don't worry. We're here to help... For God's sake, Stacie, stop doing that!" Stacie, known to Caisha as love-and-happiness, had left the crowd of angry weapon-weilding Sues so that she could coo over herself in one of the mirrors on the wall. Stacie scowled, turning to look back at them, only to find the entire Order of the Sue staring at her, and Caisha siezed the oppertunity. Quickly, before anyone noticed, she ducked under the weapons that were aimed at her, shoving through the Order and breaking free of the crowd- not knowing where she was going, she sped through the tables and chairs to the opposite end of the cave-like room, searching for someway out...
As she searched the vast room for some sort of obvious or secret enterance, she heard the Sue's shouts as they realised she'd gotten away from them... Racing along the length of the cave, still searching for a way out, she prayed the silent prayer of an athiest who hopes to be wrong; please, god, save me from the rabid Sues... I'll be good, I promise... Well, good enough... Just dont let them make me wear lace!
She turned, like a cornered rabbit, to face the oncoming crowd of Sue's, feeling the first dregs of fear set in- christ, these girls were insane... Still desperately searching for her way out, it was sods law that she saw the small archway, wreathed in flowers, at the opposite end of the cave, beneath the Sue Sensors- how could she have not seen it? She'd been sat right next to the bloody thing... Trying to slip away again, she found herself edged in on all sides, as the Order advanced... and -oh, God!- one was waving a mascara brush at her, a manic smile on her face...
Things would have gone very badly for our poor pink-haired heroine (-who knows? Maybe even a full make-over would have been on the torture schedule XO! The horror!-) had not a rather familiar figure, riding a fine iron grey desterier, come charging through the wreathed archway, shaking pink flowers out of his hair irritably, swearing the few choice words he'd picked up since Caisha's arrival in Middle-Earth- his shoulders and arms were covered in what looked like pink snakes, that he tried to dislodge by shaking, to no avail... Caisha noticed it was silly-string, and wondered how it had happened- no doubt he hadn't faired better at the hands of the Sue's than she had... She could even see numberous lipstick and lipgloss smears covering his face and neck. A few Sue's turned around at the sound of galloping hooves, and a few more gawked at him- someone in the crowd cried out over the sudden hush,
"Oh my god! Its---"
Caisha finished the sentance, calling out in a delighted cry, "Elrohir!"

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Elrohir had first discovered Caisha was missing when he found Aerauth, commonly known as Fred, lazily grazing near the tree that had knocked Caisha out of the saddle in the first place... Knowing fully well that all the elven horses were trained to stop immediately if they lost their rider, purposely or no, Elrohir knew that Caisha had to be around there somewhere- and so he was extremely worried to find that she wasnt... He hunted through the shrubs and surrounding area, his ring of search growing wider as his panic mounted... He had had no idea where she'd gotten to- until he was Glomped, that is.
To be Glomped is a deadly thing. It is when a rabid fan girl launches themselves onto the object of their hearts desire, knocking them over, slobbering with lust, and latches themselves to them, smothering their protests by the pure force of their Glomp. It is near enough impossible to dislodge a Glomper once they have a hold- they are like human limpets, with extra of those little sucky pad things. Once a Glomper has taken root on you, it is suggested you try and scream for help as much as possible, kill the Glomper or live with it.
Our Glompee, the half-elven Elrohir, managed to pry himself free from his Glomper by pure luck- he had still been holding Bregedur at the moment of his Glomping, and the massive horse's reins had gotten between the rabid fan girl Glomper, and Elrohir had managed to use the thick leather strips to pull himself free- but not before the Glomper had planted kiss upon kiss on the side of his neck and face- the lipstick would prove later irremovable for a few days yet. Before fleeing on Bregedur, Elrond managed to snatch the pink ribbon from the girls beautifully mysterious black hair, and wound it around his hand in disgust as he sped off into the shadows of the forest... The ribbon had a heart on the end.
About two hours later, having been searching that whole time, he'd stormed out of Elrond's House, re-saddled Bregedur and disappeared before anyone could stop him- he wouldn't even tell Elladan where he was going. All he had said to his brother was; "Somewhere you cant follow..."
Everyone knew where the Order of the Sue made their lair- nearly every male character in history had been kidnapped at some point or another, and taken through the small window between the worlds that the Leader of the Sue had discovered... If Elrohir ever got his hands on that Lyra and Will for making that bloody window, he'd personally make sure Will stuck that subtle knife where the sun dont shine... (-A/N; Read His Dark Materials if you dont know what Im on about xD-) Through that window, the Order of the Sue had made their lair- known as the 'Pink Paradise' -and had been there for the past few hundred years. They didnt often make an appearance; but even Sauron would be petrified if he had the Order living on his doorstep- just mentioning the Order could strike more fear into the hearts of males than Voldemort and Sauron combined. A Mary-Sue is a powerful, dangerous weapon that should not be taken lightly...
How he managed to get Bregedur through the small window between worlds was something he would never be able to understand- one moment, he was tugging on the reins to try and get him to walk through, then the next, the iron grey steed was stood besides him, snorting the equivilent of a horsey laugh. Elrohir suspected there was something not quite right with that horse...
He'd found himself in a long corridor, which ended in a wide archway, wreathed in pink flowers, and a large room beyond- he could hear shouting from the room beyond. The corridor itself was made of plain white marble, with a load of posters stuck up along the wall- bewildered, Elrohir had recognised posters of Legolas, Aragorn, Boromir, Frodo and other, not-so-sought-after characters that covered the wall in a massive Lord of the Rings collage. He stepped closer to Bregedur, who had nuzzled his shoulder as though in comfort,
"This place is evil... I fear for her..." he had muttered, his voice echoing eerily along the empty hall- he pulled himself up into the saddle quickly, collecting the reins up- but Bregedur had not taken more than one step forward before an alarm set off, screaming out 'Intruder Alert', repeatedly, in a voice that sounded suspiciously like Hillary Duff- though Elrohir wouldn't know about that... Out of nowhere, Elrohir found himself showered with pink silly-string, emerging from somewhere in the rafters of the roof, and a bouquet of pink flowers descended onto his head, sticking to the silly string and getting caught up in the tresses of his hair. Bregedur, taking fright at this sudden attack, had bolted down the corridor, breaking through the archway at the end and thundered into the cavernous room beyond; Elrohir was aware of a lot of small screens flashing at him before his attentions were caught by the large crowd of scarily perfect girls, surrounding another girl- one of the girls cried out something, and he caught his name being yelled in the sudden hush... He recognised that voice...
Bregedur stomped and tossed his regal head, nares quivering as a few Sue's approached- his hooves scraped against the cushions littering the floor dangerously, but Elrohir was still looking for the owner of that voice- there! A figure moved in the crowd, barreling through the mass of Mary-Sues, calling his name again, waving her hand so it could be seen over the top of the the Sue's heads- and then a teenage girl with bright, baby pink hair in a tight ponytail, wearing a silvery white, hooded cloak, had fallen free of the crowd, racing towards him. He tried to twitch Bregedur away from what he presumed to be another Glomper, only Breg, snorting at his riders ignorance, stayed stubbornly put. Elrohir watched in terror as the pink-haired figure ran towards him, pursued by most of the Sue crowd- his hand rested on the hilt of his sword, preparing himself to use it against a girl... The pink haired girl was drawing nearer- it was terrifying, it was dangerous, it was... it was...

"Caisha!"
Elrohir stared in surprise; last time he'd seen her, hadnt she had blue hair? But he had no time to dwell on the matter, because she was being closely chased- he nudged Bregedur forwards to meet her, leaning a hand down to grab her outstretched one... Caisha gripped his hand in hers, holding on tightly as she felt him pull her up- she had to swing her body rather aerobically to the side so she could slide into the saddle infront of him- there was no time for pleasant greetings, considering the Order of the Sue was very close to them now, and she just held on to the saddle horn grimly as Bregedur turned himself, Elrohir kicking the horses flanks slightly. The dappled desterier took off, from a walk, straight into a charge, and Caisha shut her eyes against the wind as the air whipped about her- please God, dont punish me with anymore trees...
The sounds followed them- Caisha half imagined she heard someone flying, behind them- she could certainly hear the soft beating of wings... She opened her eyes cautiously, still clutching on tightly as the horse rocketed down the cave, towards the arch way. She could hear Britney's voice clear over the sound of the hub-bub, and caught a fleeting glimpse of the blonde Leader still lounging in her throne, looking highly amused, before they broke through into the marbled corridor... At the speed they were go, she was relieved for the feel of Elrohir's arms around her as they held the reins, keeping her from falling, and the solid realisation of his chest behind her... Britney had obviously been lying about Caisha falling for him... hadnt she? She bloody well hoped so. The idea of being in love with a fictional character was not very appealing...
She felt Elrohir lower his head to her ear, shouting to make himself heard over the wind and the yells,
"I dont know the way out!"
Caisha shook her head- neither did she. "Just ride!" she called in return.
"Where to!"
"No idea. Just do it!"
Elrohir obeyed, spurring Bregedur on with a kick of his booted heels- the next thing Caisha knew was that the marble hallway had fallen back into trees, and an expanse of wild grass sprouted beneath the horses hooves, where flagstones had been just a moment again... She spun around in the saddle, still holding on, to look behind them- forest loomed up to meet her gaze, rather than the marble corridor she'd been expecting... Astounded, she twisted back around to see where they were going. Bregedur had dropped down into a quick canter, picking his own path home amongst the forest...
When Caisha finally trusted herself to speak, she noticed that darkness had set in, and the night was thick about them...
"Elly?"
Elrohir's breathing was quick and short, having just navigated their escape from a rather perilous bunch of girls,
"Yes?"
"Was I just kidnapped by a bunch of rabid Mary-Sues?" she was half-hoping she'd dreamed it, and that she'd been lying unconscious on the floor all this while...
"Yes."
"Damnit."
There was a silence, broken only by the occasional snap of a twig as Bregedur, now at a leisurely trot, stepped over it, before she spoke again;
"Elly?"
"Yes?"
"What----

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Back in Pink Paradise, Britney watched as the Sues', all looking thoroughly ruffled and exasperated, assembled around her throne,
"We need to follow them!" This was Daisy, calling out over the tops of the Sues' heads...
Britney shook her blonde head, "No..."
"Why not? I've already tacked Prettyblossom up!" that was Christine, her voice wailing. Britney almost shuddered; Prettyblossom was Christine's rather disgustingly fast horse, that resembled a My Little Pony more than the great warhorse she made out he was...
"I dont care." she replied calmly, "She's doing some things right, at least. We will give her time to correct her ways, in her own time. That Elrohir came to save her is as equally promising..."
"I like Elrohir..." this was an obscure voice in the crowd, muttering to themself... Britney glared,
"Well, Jade, I dont care whether you like Elrohir. That Elrohir came for Caisha. Not you."
Jade sulked, frowning at the Leader of the Sue, "Spoilsport..."
Britney rolled her beautifully shaped eyes and ignored her, "As I was saying-" she sent another glare at Jade and Christine, "-we shall watch and wait... If she screws up, then we can take her with us again. As it is, I am not about to risk more rescue attempts to bring her back. She will come into the MarySueness on her own... And if she doesent? Well..." Britney grinned manically, "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

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----time is it?"
His eyes flickered to the sky, then to the back of Caisha's pink-haired head,
"A few hours before dawn."
"Oh."
"Why?"
"Its my birthday..."

To Be Continued- Yes, that was a very random chapter Did you like?