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#1: Resurrection Rewrite... Author: James,

Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 5:17 pm

Wanted to carry on Res, but not too happy with some parts of it, so reposting here and rewriting as I go along... I'll try and keep it going for a bit longer than usual, honest!

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction containing murders and killings by humans and vampires and probably other nasty stuff. It’s fairly light-hearted, but might not be for the squeamish - continue at your own peril!

The deranged man charged down the Platz, axe swinging dangerously in his hands. He had left a trail of carnage and destruction, with girls, mistresses, and even the man he had until recently considered his best friend left dead. Now, there was one final person who must pay the price.

“Damn!” he said as he tripped over a bunch of young kids sitting around. His axe fell out of his hands, and one of them - a young boy in an orange anorak - went to pick it up. Screaming savagely, the mad one got there first and swung with all his might, decapitating the boy instantly.

“Oh my god - you killed Kenny!” screamed one of the boy’s friends.

“You nasty man!” added a shorter and fatter boy, wishing to say something a tad stronger, but knowing that even this language was pushing it a bit when they were so close to the famous Chalet School, where ‘smashing’ would see you fined an amount of money which was roughly equal to the GDP of many African countries. “You killed Kenny!”

The man groaned, and realised that the time had come to do what he must. He wasn’t quite sure why he must, but no doubt it would all become clear eventually. Raising the axe high, he swung sideways, and buried it - deep into his own neck

Looking downward, the man saw his own corpse - a somewhat bizarre feeling. He heard a cough, and turned to the side automatically.

“Hello hello! Sounds like someone’s not too well.”

“YOU COULD SAY THAT” agreed the skeleton standing to his side. “OVERWORKED, FOR ONE THING. ALTHOUGH AT LEAST THERE WASN’T MUCH TRAVELLING TO DO - THANKS TO YOU.”

“You mean, I - I…” The memories came flooding back to haunt the soul of the dead man.

Death nodded. “YES, YOU - YOU…”

“But why?” asked the bewildered man.

“I DON’T KNOW. BUT LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. YOU HAVE ETERNITY TO FIND OUT.”

Chapter One

Six months later

Madge Russell sobbed mercilessly into the arms of her friend Hilda Annersley.

“All those years… all that time I thought he was a good man, apart from being vain, obnoxious, and chronically unfaithful… and it turns out… it turns out… I married…”

“Norman Bates with a stethoscope,” Hilda put it.

“Exactly! Norman Bates with a stethoscope! Hilda, what will everyone think? Surely no-one will send their children back to be educated in a school where the little darlings could be murdered at any minute? And look at those we have lost… some of our brightest and best!”

“Yes indeed,” Hilda said soothingly, although in truth, she was somewhat worried for Madge’s sanity if she was really describing Meg Whyte, Pamela Jackson and Iris Wilmot as some of the school’s “brightest and best.”

Madge carried on crying. “And poor Len, Con, Margot, Stephen, Mike, and the others whose names I can never remember! Rendered fatherless by their favourite uncle!”

Hilda strove to be accurate, as always. “I think Dick’s probably overtaken him now, actually.”

Madge continued, as if she hadn’t heard Hilda, or was just ignoring her as she usually did. “And poor Sarah-Louise Platt! This must bring back so many bad memories for that dear, dear, child!”

Hilda snorted. “Yes, well, she seems to be partly to blame. It’s always men around her who turn psychotic. Possibly because of the way she rolls her skirt up to reveal more of her legs. You don‘t see ME doing that.”

Hilda pushed Madge off her lap, stood up, and proved herself wrong by doing that exact action. “I could if I wanted, though. I have the legs for it. But there will be no skirt-rolling at the Chalet School! None, I say!”

Madge looked up from where she had fallen, and was somewhat worried by the mad glint in Hilda’s eye. On the other hand, Jem had never had a mad glint in his eye, and had hardly proven to be carrying the full complement of apples in his basket, so perhaps she couldn’t really judge things.

#2: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester

Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 6:03 pm

This looks................different.
I meant that in a good way by the way.

#3: Author: James,

Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 6:05 pm

A new bit… (see who can guess who the characters are first)

The teenage girl and the much older man strolled along together.

“I don’t see why I need to go to school anyway,” grumbled the girl.

“Education’s a good thing,” the man smiled. “And besides, I think they’ll employ me as a science teacher. Think about all the stuff I could tell people! And the field trips we could take them on!”

He grinned wackily.

#4: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 8:34 pm

Resurrection resurrected, then!

Good to see this back, James - it was hysterical the first time around!

#5: Author: James,

Posted: Sun May 01, 2005 11:32 pm

A location change from the original story (second part of this post)

Mary-Lou Trelawney was a little bit worried about going back to school. Oh, not school itself - after all, she was easily the most adored Sixth Former the place had, with even Kathy Ferrars finally seeing sense and realising how wonderful she was. (Although to be honest, that glacier accident had taken far too much effort to fix - especially when if she’d thought a tiny bit more carefully, she could just have let the stupid woman fall for the same result - she’d still have been loved by 100% of the staff again, it would just have been a little bit smaller staff.)

No, the one thing which upset her slightly was her last conversation with her brevet aunt, Jo Maynard. Going to see her after Jo’s husband’s slaughter at the hands of her brother in law, she had naturally assumed that she would be able to make Jo feel better instantly. Things hadn’t quite turned out that way, though.

“Aunt Joey,” Our One And Only had said confidently, “You’re always getting me to help other people - well, let me help you now. If you’d like to talk, I am the obvious one for you to talk to. After all, my father was a hero, just like Uncle Jack was.”

Joey turned and looked at Mary-Lou with a bitter expression in her face. “He was NOT just like Jack! He didn’t save anywhere near as many lives as Jack did! And they weren’t even Chalet girls, or Sanitorium doctors! Jack was a BETTER hero! And don’t you forget it!”

“Of course not, Aunt Joey,” Mary-Lou had mumbled, and made her retreat. The conversation still burned in her memory. How on earth could she have been so insensitive?

Joy Marchwood took one last longing look at the abbey, before turning to her husband.

“When we come back, the school will be here. Do you think I’m doing the right thing, Andrew?”

Andrew was non-committal. “I’m sure it will be fine, dear. Last time you invited a school here, you met Jen, didn’t you? Everything seems to have gone well then.”

“Well, yes, but that was Mackums in charge. I knew that she wouldn’t let anyone harm anything here.”

“Neither will Jen!” Andrew replied, “With her going there as a sixth-former, the place will be fine. And remember Rosamund and Maidlin will be pupils, and Mary will be the Head’s secretary. Don’t worry, darling.”

She sighed, supposing that her new husband was right, but still not completely convinced.

#6: Author: Donna, Location: Liverpool

Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 4:28 pm

Good to see this back James! Will it get finished this time? ;)

Oh, and the Doctor and Rose?

#7: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 5:38 pm

great to see this again, James

please may we have some more with the Doctor?!

#8: Author: James,

Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 6:25 pm

Donna, we can but hope Smile

And yup, well recognised on our new Physics teacher.

#9: Author: James,

Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 6:29 pm

Another old bit reposted... am going to throw in a lot more before they get to school, hopefully.

Nancy Wilmot and her great friend Kathy Ferrars were talking about the changes coming to the school.

“Strange to see boys around the place,” Nancy said, “Especially for those of us who’ve been here so long.”

“Yes,” Kathy nodded. “At least with being quite new it’s less of a shock to the system for me. But I still can’t believe we’re here in Cornwall, after being so thrilled to be in Switzerland.”

Nancy agreed, “Yes, not quite as exciting, but I can quite understand why Madame and Jo wanted to be far, far away from the Platz after what happened.”

“Oh, quite!” was the reply, and the two women walked on, thinking quietly about the tragedy which had befallen the school.

#10: Author: Cath, Location: Coventry

Posted: Mon May 02, 2005 8:36 pm

Oooh, yay, it's back! Great to see this again James Very Happy

#11: Author: James,

Posted: Wed May 04, 2005 8:23 pm

The two boys chattered excitedly as they boarded the train.

"Fossilised fishhooks, Darbi!" exclaimed John Christopher Timothy Jennings, "Imagine going to a school with all those girls. What on earth are our parents thinking of?"

"I think my father's decided I need some more good influences," Charles Edwin Jeremy Darbishire mused. "Old Wilkie did get in some ferocious bates with us both last term."

"That's true," Jen agreed. "But at least we won't have to worry about him - imagine the rest of them at school when old Venables makes a frantic bish and Wilkie goes into a rooftop attack! No, a school just used to girls should be nice and easy compared to all of Wilkie's... Petrified paintpots!"

The last phrase came out in a strangled gasp as he saw a familiar figure get on the train...

#12: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 6:56 am

Thanks James - wonder if Jennings & Darbishire will find it as easy as they think!!

Liz

#13: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 10:23 pm

*snickers*

i looooooooove jennings!

#14: Author: Emma A, Location: The Soke of Peterborough

Posted: Fri May 06, 2005 11:48 am

Yay! This is back! Glad you're deciding to re-post this, James. Love Hilda and her skirt-rolling (and mad glint)!

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