Alright. Here's the next chapter of War Wedding. It felt like forever since I got here. Ironically enough, I said I was considering some sequels to other stories, but since then, I've once again changed my mind. It's hard to decide what I want at times. That's mostly because I don't want to keep doing the same stuff over and over (which is funny, since I often do in fact do the same things over and over). That being said, there are two ideas I'm still considering that are sequels. Both won't happen for some time though.
In the mean time, lets start the next chapter.
Chapter 2: Pugilistic Proposal
Elphelt and Elphelt stared in disbelief at their sister. For her part, Ramlethal stared back, just as confused (though for reason different then either Elphelt).
“....Ram...” She had died. Mother had tricked her and she'd been caught in an explosion. That's what Elphelt had thought, but now here she was, alive and well. “...I-is that...really...?”
Ramlethal had a lot to take in. Her sister was now two people; they had been smacking each-other around mere moments earlier, and now they looked moments away from breaking into tears...or trying to hug her.
“.....RAAAAAAAAAM!!!!” Ultimately, they went for both, leaping off the bed (after releasing their death grips on one another of course) and right at Ramlethal, tears pouring out of their eyes like fountains. Ramlethal gulped, unsure as to whether she wanted to be caught between her sister turned sisters, but not knowing what she could do about it. But...
It ceased to be an issue when they managed to smash their heads together while only halfway to their goal. Ramlethal watched as they fell face first to the floor with a smack, twitching.
“...um...” It was hard to think of something to say to that. Even if Ramlethal was used to strange things with Elphelt as a sister, this was a rather atypical situation. “I think we need to start from the beginning.” She said dryly.
“Ow...” The two Elphelts couldn't really object to that.
“So that's the story of how I survived the explosion.”
“Oh! That's incredible Ram!”
“Wow! That's so cool Ram!”
As they spoke, both Elphelts patched each-other out with bandages and wrappings from their first aid kits. Bandages on their cheeks (from the punches and slaps), foreheads (from when they smacked their heads together), and noses (for when they smashed their faces into the floor).
“Now, from what you've told me, Mother created a double to infiltrate us?” Now the Elphelts remembered just what they'd been doing before, and turned their attention back to each-other, both of them now eyeing her mirror image carefully.
“Yes, that's right!” They remembered what the other had said. “Why did you think I was the spy?” Now they got confused.
“But isn't it you? No, it's not me! But I'm sure it's not me!” Now they were getting worried. If the spy no longer even knew she was a spy, then how could she be stopped?
Ramlethal looked back and forth at her arguing sisters. Even though she had no reason to, she suspected neither of them was a threat. Instinct; something she was not all that familiar with, but when it came to Elphelt, it was strong, stronger than she'd realized. An idea came to her. A way to help her be sure.
“El! Lets use our link!”
“Eh? Both Elphelts turned back to Ram as her words brought an end to their argument
“I should be able to look inside and see what happened.” Ramlethal explained, holding up both hands as magic circles formed around them. The Elphelts looked at each-other again, and then back to their sister and nodded. They also needed to understand what had happened to them during that time. Elphelt and Elphelt both brought up one hand and entwined it with both of Ramlethal's hands. They then clasped their remaining hands together as they formed their own Magic circles. The link that all Valentines shared would help them see what they needed, but....
“What is it Ram?”
“I can't.... I can't see anything. You're both blocking me!”
“WHAT?” The Elphelts couldn't believe what they'd heard. “But...I'm not....are you...? No! It's not me!”
“I'm completely unable to access any of your programming even through our link! I couldn't even stop you if one of you tried to self destruct again!” As Ram said this, both Elphelts seemed to go into a trance. “El....what's wrong...?”
“I remember.” Both girls spoke in synch, but it was montone. “Mother sent me deep into my own mind. Two Elphelts sharing a mental space. We fought...tried to take each-other over...”
“And?” Ramlethal asked, now on pins and needles to hear what was going on.
“Mutual assmilation.” One Elphelt succeeded in gaining the memories of the other, but also the emotion that came with them. The other ended up taking in the programming mother instilled.” The moment they finished, they gasped as they broke out of the trance.
“I see. So both of you could suddenly self destruct, even with mother gone?” Ramlethal said, mostly to herself. Hearing this, the two Elphelts promptly panicked and started throttling each-other again.
“No! Don't do it!”
“WAIT!” Ramlethal—actually—yelled, just as her two flaky sisters started pulling at faces. “I don't think either of you will do that. It seems that memories and emotions were shared as well, so it seems that neither of you has any intention of harming anyone.” The two Elphelts stared at Ram as they let her words sink in, and then turned back to one another.
“Really...?” Both Elphelts could see the sincerity in the others face. It wasn't that surprising; her mother had opted to hide her original mission from her for a reason after all. Seeing that her double really wasn't going to harm anyone (at least not willingly) both of them gave a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness! It's really over!” Filled with sincere joy, neither could but hug the other.
“It would seem so, but there are still some details that must be dealt with.” Ramlethal added. “I can no longer connect with either of you, and there's no way to know if whatever task mother had for you isn't hiding somewhere in your mind.”
Elphelt and Elphelt still had their arms around each-other even as they replied to their sister's thoughts. “Yes, I think we must have sealed ourselves off to anyone but each-other.” One of them said. “But we can still keep one another in check as well.” Still hugging herself tightly, Elphelt turned to Elphelt as she spoke.
“I won't let you do anything bad.” They both said. “If any of mother's programming tries to assert itself, I'll save
you.” As they finished saying this, they both came face to face. At that same moment, the other's words full sank in. The combination of all this things made both girls actually blush a little. “um...well...”
Their thoughts drifted back to their first...connection, and this made them remember their kiss. Combined with having her twins arms wrapped around her, and pulling her close, this made both Elphelts turn an even brighter shade of red.
'Oh....I can't believe that happened. I wanted my first kiss to be with my future husband!
' Ram couldn't hear their thoughts, but being as close as they were to each-other, Elphelt and Elphelt immediately clicked in to what the other was thinking; between the tight hug (which had gone on far longer then either had wanted), the memories of their kiss, and both of them giving what was essentially a declaration of protection to the other, Elphelt and Elphelt just kept turning red until their faces matched Sol's vest.
They both laughed nervously. 'Ack! If I'm not careful, I'll start thinking of her that way, and that means I really would take anyone!
' It felt as though they were slowly dragging each-other down the yuri route but....
It was nice to know there was someone who would help her...who could help her. As crazy as it seemed, and as embarrassing as it was to her twin say that, both Elphelts were comforted by the fact that someone would prevent her from causing any harm to others or herself. In the arms of her double, she felt...safe.
“Are you both alright?” Ramlethal asked, as both Elphelts seemed to be crying again. Snapping out of their mutual trance, both found themselves wiping a tear out of the others eyes as they continued to hold each-other. No secrets between them; they knew exactly what her twin was thinking, and why she was crying.
“Sniff... yeah...!” The seeds of something very odd were planted. Neither could ignore it, or miss it....but there was one thing they missed; a brief moment where their eyes glazed over.
“Secondary protocol in stand by mode.” They whispered, too low for Ramlethal to hear, but as they again snapped out of their trance, both realized the other had said something.
“Hmm?” Both brides were sure the other had said something. “Did you...” Ram interrupted them again before they could finish asking.
“Come Elphelt. We must inform the others of what has happened.” They watched as their sister left the room, and forgot what they'd been thinking before. Elphelt and Elphelt turned back to one another, realizing they were still wrapped in each-others arms. Blushing again, they let each-other go, but as they did, each women let one hand find it's opposite, and squeeze it tight. 'Ack!
' They found they were doing another thing that they'd been saving for their husband, but they didn't let go. Hand in hand, faces red, they took off after Ramlethal.
“Things with you just get more and more complicated.” Sol grumbled. Meeting up with the others, Ramlethal and the Elphelts had explained everything.
“Miss Elphelt,” Ky was the next to speak. “...and Miss Elphelt. Are you certain you will be able to prevent the other from doing anything problematic?” He was trying hard to be delicate—as always—but how do you ask someone if they can make sure their potentially evil twin doesn't blow up delicately?
“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.” Sin said. “I mean, won't you have to be together all the time just to be sure?” The Elphelts had strange expressions on their faces that could only be described as a mixed of pained acceptance, but also something else.
“Yes, we know.”
“And we're prepared for that.”
Inside, both were a mix of emotions; there was genuine gratitude to her twin for being there to stop her, but both wished there was another way. How could she get a husband if another bride was constantly around her?
“There's no way you can be sure?” Sol's voice cut in again. “If you messed with each-others heads before, couldn't you do it again? Make sure you really won't harm anyone?” This made both brides blink.
“Do it...again?” Sol had a point. The last time, they'd been at odds, fighting each-other, but now that both wanted the same thing, trying again might allow them to do much more. “It could work...” both said aloud.
“All we'd have to do is....” One continued.
“We'd just have to....” The other spoke at the same moment.
“...Is connect....with....” And at that moment, they realized just how
they'd have to do it. At this realization, their faces once again matched the colour of Sol's vest.
'No! No! No! I should not be kissing someone when I'm not married yet! I mean, we'd at least need to have a proper date, and like dinner, then a dance under the moonlight and thenI'dbetoldhowbeautifulIamandhe'dgetonhiskneesandpulloutaringandproposeandwe'dbemarriedthenextdayinabigchurchandthepriestwouldbemr.Kyandthen....we'd....
“ACK!” Everyone watched in confusion as both Elphelts got massive nosebleeds. Their faces bore euphoric looks as they collapsed atop each other, giggling like a pair of school girls.
“....what the hell was that about?” Sol asked aloud, though none were able to give him an answer.
One hour later, both girls had regained consciousness, stuffing their noses with tissues to stem the bleeding.
“I got too excited...” Both mumbled, embarrassed at their previous actions. Well, that was only half the issue. During their temporary sleep, they'd remembered some things about what had happened when Mother had linked them up before. With that in mind, they'd flown out to a quiet place where they could talk alone. No one but the two of them.
“Um....now that we're awake again....” Elphelt found it hard to find her words. “...there's something I wanted to talk to you about...”
“Me too actually.” The other replied, realizing they may well be on the same page (an advantage of being the same person, not that it helped with the embarrassment. “I remembered a bit more about what we did to each-other when we first...” Saying it was really hard.
“Oh! So did I.” They found themselves blushing again. “Well...you see....the thing is....”
“...our programming....we can....”
“....we have to....”
They stumbled over their words, as they realized that saying what they needed to say would be harder then they'd realized, but....
....it had to be done.
“WE NEED TO GET MARRIED!” As they spoke, they turned to face each-other, grabbing the other by the shoulders, faces flushed.
'Ack! I said it! She said it!
' They turned away again, still embarrassed by the whole thing. They really were dragging each-other down the yuri route.
“I....I think we re-programmed each other when we were linked up....” One spoke first, though they still didn't face each-other.
“...so that we could keep mother's prgramming in check, but only if we had the perfect wedding...” The other continued.
“So we need to marry each-other!” They finished in unison. There it was; everything seemed to be out in the open now. Though they still didn't face each-other, both Elphelts absently allowed one hand to reach out and find it's opposite. Their fingers entwined, and they squeezed tightly.
'This is so embarrassing!
' Both women thought, even as they both found themselves comforted by the other's hand clasping with her own. 'I was supposed to have a husband! Not a wife! But...I have to do it! It's the only way to ensure neither of us succumb to mother's programming and keep everyone safe! And...
' Both of them remembered the horror of discovering their true mission. How she'd always been under Mother's control. She didn't want to experience that again, and she didn't want her twin to go through it as well. 'I said I'd protect her, and if this is what it takes, if it's the only way... then I'll do it!
' She'd save everyone this time, herself included.
Both Elphelts felt the other squeeze her hand even tighter. It was firm, protective, and stronger then either would have thought. Full of determination, the two Elphelts finally turned back to face each-other.
“Elphelt...” They both noticed something, and it was kinda of odd.
Their free hands—the ones not entwined—were holding their guns, which were pointed right at the face of the other.
“GAH!” Saying it was a bit of a shock would be a massive understatement. “OW! OW! OW!” Both Elphelts held their faces, undamaged by the shot, but obviously in some pain. They stood up, now glaring at each-other and very very confused. “YOU SHOT ME! WHY DID YOU SHOOT ME!?” They yelled at the other, not able to understand what had just happened. However, mere seconds after asking the question, both got their answer when their eyes once again went blank.
“Protective protocol enabled.” They once again began speaking in a monotone unison, no emotion in their voicecs. “Marriage only possible once proper level of strength determined. Combat protocols required.” They finished speaking, and then shook their heads, snapping out of their daze.
There was confusion from both of them for a moment. What did that mean exactly? Then all of their memories came back.
“Oh...Oh no!” Elphelt realized the truth.
“I think we did more then we realized when we were synched!” The other caught on as well.
While attacking each-other, they'd unintentionally put in the marriage clause in their programming to prevent the other from being a threat; a way to keep her twin in check. But at the time, they'd been fighting each-other, and losing. Those two acts had blended together in their confused and mutually frightened state to create the current situation: neither could marry anyone (including the other) if that person was weaker then herself. If one of them could not defeat the other, then they could not be married, and if they couldn't be married....
Elphelt and Elphelt quickly realized their situation; They were not just committed to this course of action. It was the only way to prevent them from being a threat. They knew what had to be done. Once again, they clasped hands together, squeezing tight. There was no more hesitation.
“Lets do it!”
“Alright! It's the only way!”
She had promised everyone that she'd keep her other self in check. She couldn't let them down. And she had promised said other self that she'd protect her as well. That meant she couldn't let herself (in both senses of the word) down either. If this was the best way to ensure everyone's safety, then neither would hesitate.
“Winner gets to be the bride, and keeps her dress! Loser has to be the one to propose!” They said while still clasping hands, then pumped them up and down once in a sort of two handed hand shake. “DEAL!” If they were going to do this, then they might as well make sure they got some details of their future marriage ironed out in the process.
'After I win, we're going to have a long talk about us!
Both thought to themselves, and there were a lot
of things to talk about at that, but first things first.
In order to be safe, and in order to keep herself safe, Elphelt Valentine needed to marry Elphelt Valentine. And if either of them wanted to be married to the other, they would first have to prove their strength by kicking the other's ass. They were both completely ok with that.
“I hope my dress doesn't get dirty!” Both said as they stared each-other down. Then again, she was willing to endure a little dirt for her perfect wedding. In fact, if this whole situation had taught her anything, it's that she'd endure quite a bit for any wedding period.
And that's part two. Next time, our blushing brides battle it out. Read and review folks.