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Eva
From the time I could get up and move around after that "duel", everyone ether looked at me in fear, or ran away from me; Artie excepted, of course. Well, Lancelot has a permanent reminder of when he pissed me off.
The fact that I'm the last of my race still bothers me, though much less than for the first few days afterwords. For the first few days, I hardly came out of my room. I didn't eat or go to my classes. Artie practically had to force every bite down my throat.
He claims he's perfectly fine with it, but I can't help but to feel guilty I put him through that. He's so kind and gentle and will do anything for the people he cares about, but he doesn't expect anything in return. It just pisses me off that no one besides me has taken the time and effort to get to know him. Sure, he has his flaws, as does everyone else. He can be selfish, cowardly, timid, stubborn, and sometimes takes things the wrong way, but I love him for it.
Oh, shit, did I really just think that? Dammit! Oh, well, it's true! But is it wrong to be crushing on your best friend? Hmm, you tell me.
If only Artie wasn't head over heels over that bitch, Guinevere! That whore doesn't deserve his attention!
Anyway, it was about a month since the day when I kicked Lancelot's ass, and I couldn't find Artie anywhere after Choir class was let out. Dammit, I bet Lancelot's using him for jousting practice again, the bastard. I sighed and quickly made my way to the jousting pitch. Before I could get halfway there, I heard terrified screams coming from the cheerleaders and a few other students. Snickering to myself, I turned around to see what upset them so much, only to see an ogre accompanied by a gray donkey and an orange cat with boots, a black hat, and a small sword attached to his belt.
'Hey, do you know where I can find Arthur Pendragon?', the ogre asked Guin and her friend, who only walked away with their noses upturned.
I turned and hurried to the pitch. What the hell did Artie do now? As I came back through the short tunnel, I saw Lancelot perched on a brown stallion holding his lance facing Artie in cheap armor on a wooden horse dummy. My jaw locked in anger, but I didn't rush out on the pitch, seeing that asshole could trample me to death. Artie's helmet-covered head turned towards me and gazed at me helplessly. I gazed back sympathetically. Just then, Lancelot made his horse rear. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the ogre and his companions come out of the tunnel. They came to a stop right before Lancelot charged towards Artie with his lance out. I had a brief flashback of the duel and had to physically restrain myself from jumping out there and stopping that asshole from hurting my best friend. In a flash, Artie was on the ground and Lancelot was prancing around on his horse. I started to rush towards Artie, but the ogre moved forward, not noticing where he was going and stepped on Artie! I was too far away to hear what they said, but the ogre walked up to Lancelot and swung him over his shoulder. Meanwhile, Artie succeed to get his armor off and was walking away, holding his stomach. I quickly covered the distance and walked beside him silently.
'That dork over there is Artie!', I heard Lancelot yell from behind us, causing both of us to glance back.
Lancelot was over the ogre's shoulder and was pointing directly at Artie. Hearing hurried footsteps, I glanced back to see Artie run off in a random direction. I turned around and glared at the ogre and Lancelot, making the human pale.
'Ooh, she doesn't like you, Shrek', the donkey remarked as I stalked off to try and find Artie.
Ugh, I swear that boy is half elf from the speed he can run away!
Yes, he was nice enough to bring that book about Forest Elves for me to read. Apparently, the elves had their own language called the Ancient Language*. Artie and I decided to try to learn it, as a way for secret conversation. He had a pretty hard time with it, whereas I picked it up right away; I guess it's an elf thing. Eventually, with a good amount of help from me, he got the hang of it, and we've been using it ever since.
'Barzûl knurlag!**', I muttered after 15 minutes of searching for him and headed for the mandatory assembly.
I think it's about "saying nay" and to pick our new mascot, or some useless thing like that. I don't like getting stared at, so I took the back way and ended on the balcony overlooking the gym. I sat down in a shadowy corner and listened to Mr. Jonson make his useless and boring speech. Just as the Vice-Principle was wrapping up his speech, I saw the "nerds" come up here from the other side dragging a gagged Artie between them. His bright green eyes were darting nervously around the balcony until they landed on my hidden figure. His eyes immediately softened to a look of relief.
Before I could do anything, Mr. Jonson announced, 'And the new mascot is-'.
I heard the door bang open and the man exclaimed, 'Ogre!'
What I presume was the ogre said, 'Yes, I'm the new mascot, and now let's beat the other team at...whatever it is we are doing?'
He said the last part like it was a question.
I think he might of grabbed the megaphone from Mr. Jonson, because his voice was louder when he said, 'Now, can anyone tell me where I can find Arthur Pendragon?'
During the time I was listening to the ogre, the Nerds ungagged Artie and dropped him over the edge onto the chandelier. The Nerds started laughing, but I was already moving.
Grabbing them by the collar of their shirts, I dropped them on ether side of the chandelier.
'There, I hope this teaches you not to pick on my best friend!', I announced, jumping onto the top of the metal holding all three of them up and carefully unhooking Artie from it.
Once he landed safely, I jumped down and glared at the Nerds.
'Please don't eat me', I heard Artie say from behind me.
Immediately, I heard a chorus of "Eat him, eat him'.
'I'm not here to eat him!', the ogre announced, causing me to turn around and glare at him.
'You better not be', I growled, stepping up to stand beside my best friend.
The ogre glared at me before turning to Artie and saying, 'Time to pack up your toothbrush and jammies; you're the new king of Far Far Away!'
I gaped at him and said, 'What?'
In the background, I heard Lancelot call, 'Artie, a king? More like the mayor of Loserville! I can see it now! Artie as Mayor, and Eva as his wife!'
I spun around and glared hatefully at the bastard. 'Why don't we go outside and settle this, shall we?', I snarled, gesturing to the door.
He visibly paled and sunk down into his seat a bit.
'Oh, burn!', someone called from within the audience.
'Is this for real?', Artie asked suspiciously, causing me to turn back to the conversation.
'Absolutely! Now clean out your locker, kid, you have a kingdom to run!'
I grinned at Artie as I said, 'You're not going anywhere without me, Pendragon!'
He grinned at me and said, 'Give me a sec!'
As he stepped out onto the gym, I realized what he was about to do.
'Oh, for the love of Maiaera!', I whispered, pinching the bridge of my nose and tried to tune Artie's speech out.
'And Guin? Oh, Guin, I've always loved you', Artie stated dreamily.
My entire body flinched, missed by everyone except the orange cat. I saw him give me a searching look before turning back to Artie.
'-I'm building my city people; on rock 'n' roll!', I heard Artie announce before the ogre grabbed him, saying, 'You just overdid it'.
I sniggered as I followed them out.
The ogre put him down and turned to me, saying, 'So, I guess you're going'
I grinned and said, 'At least let me pack up what I have.'
He nodded, and followed Artie and I to our rooms. When I entered mine, I immediately changed into my dark blue dress. I grabbed my suitcase and strapped on my sword and bow, tucking my diary and drawings into the waterproof closeable quiver my weapons' teacher gave me at the orphanage. As I left my former room, I gave it another look around, then closed the door.
Artie and the other three were already out there when I came out. Wordlessly, we strode down the halls and out the front doors. I noticed the cat kept sneaking glances at me as we exited the drawbridge and down the road towards a huge boat in the distance.
Wait, a BOAT?
Oh, man, oh, man! What the hell have I gotten myself into? I felt myself tense up as we got nearer to the boat and the water. Artie knows about my fear, and hung back so that he was walking beside me.
'You ok?', he asked quietly as we neared the cold, dark waters the boat was floating on.
On the beach, I froze up and couldn't move, no matter how much I wanted to.
The ogre noticed this and asked, 'Hey, you comin'?'
Artie went up to him and explained the situation. The green monster only sighed, walked towards me, tossed me over his shoulder, and boarded the boat with Artie trailing after us.
The ogre set me down on the foot of the stairs and said, 'Well, I guess we should get the introductions out of the way. I'm Shrek, and that's Donkey, and the cat is Puss.'
I finally found my voice and said, 'I'm Eva Thalaela.'
Shrek only nodded before walking past me to the wheel of the ship and steered it out to sea. Oh, man, why did I offer to go with Artie? Oh, yea, I'm not gonna get left behind while my best friend gets to rule an entire kingdom!
The rocking of the ship started making me nauseous. Finally, it became too much, and I dashed to the side of the boat to hurl my lunch up. After I hurled my guts out, I scrambled away from the edge of the boat and into a corner. After about a half-hour, my stomach settled down enough to let me stand up without having to run to throw up. I stood up on shaky legs and walked around a bit. After a few minutes, an ominous feeling overtook me, like something somewhere wasn't right. Feeling a shiver run down my spine, I glanced around to see where we were at. The school was a tiny speck on the horizon, and we were sailing parallel to another stretch of land with plenty of sharp looking rocks near the shore.
In the background, I heard Artie talking with Donkey and Shrek.
'What's on your mind, niña?', a Spanish accented voice asked from behind me.
I turned and saw Puss jump up on the railing I was leaning against.
'Oh, nothing much', I replied, brushing my bangs out of my face.
After a bit of silence, Puss asked, 'Please correct me if I'm wrong, but you are an elf, yes?'
Sighing, I nodded and added, 'The last one in existence.'
As I said those words, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
He patted my hand sympathetically and said, 'I'm sorry to hear that. No person, especially a beautiful young woman like you, should have to carry that burden.'
A small smile wormed its way across my lips as I stated, 'You sure have a way with words'
A small purr-like chuckle was my answer before the cat jumped off and walked away. I watched the water below and started to feel my fear ebb away. Suddenly, the shipped jerked, nearly sending me into the water.
'What the hell!', I yelled, gripping the railing as the ship jerked again.
My stomach churned and bile rose up my throat. Spitting it out, I glanced up to the wheel to see Shrek and Artie fighting over it.
Throwing caution to the wind, I let go of the railing and stepped towards the wheel, intending to stop the argument, when Artie suddenly let go of the wheel and used the momentum to break the entire thing off. The ship jerked again, making me slip on the wood and hit the side of a barrel.
My vision started to flicker, and right before it faded completely, I heard someone yell ,'Shrek!'.
* Yes, this is an Eragon reference. I'm gonna be using a combonation of the Ancient Language and the Dwarf Language in this fic, from the Eragon book series.
** Barzûl knurlag- Curse him
I don't own Shrek 3 or its characters! I only own Eva, Mr. Jonson, Queen Maiaera, and any other OC in here!
~Meerkatgirl13