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1bigbeatlesfan	Hail, Monkees! (fanfic)	Lead	[-]
Posts: 188 (03/31/08 2:06 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Hello, everyone! I'm back with a new fic for this month! Once again, our heroes are taken back in time to... Well, you'll see in a minute... As always, Laura or whomever can help out Fasten your safety belts, here we go... The Monkeemobile raced its way down the hot, dusty highway. It had been a long drive from Malibu, but now the journey was almost at an end. Suddenly, a sign loomed up on the side of the road. It said, "Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas". The Monkees stopped the car and had their pictures taken in front of the sign and then continued onward. It wasn't long afterwards that they reached Las Vegas Blvd South, more commonly known as 'The Strip'. The guys were in awe of all the big hotels and neon lights that seemed to go on for miles and miles. The Monkees didn't get many gigs here, but when they did they paid well. Finally, Mike steered the car up the long curving driveway that led to the front door of Caesar's Palace. The manager of the Sands Hotel, where the Monkees had played last time, had told the Caesar's Palace manager about the guys so he decided to give them a try. "What a nice place." Davy remarked. "Yeah, we're really lucky to get this gig." Micky replied. "My sister would've been thrilled to be here." Peter said, "She told me she's studying the Roman Empire right now for her high school history. They really believed in elegence." "May I help you gentlemen?" The valet asked when Mike pulled up to the steps. "Yes, we're the Monkees and we're supposed to play here tonight." Mike replied, "Where do we park?" "Around the back there is a garage." The Valet said, "There will be a side entrance for performers." Mike thanked the man and drove the Monkeemobile to where he was told. After parking, the Monkees grabbed their stuff and headed through the door for the performers. Unlike the elegance of the front, this part of the hotel was more cramped and dark. Still, it was a lot better than what they've had before. A woman spoke to them through an open window in the wall. "What are your names?" She asked, all business-like. "We're the Monkees, ma'am." Micky said, "We're supposed to play in the Julian ballroom tonight." "Okay, you boys got a room too." She said, then took a key from a hook in the wall. "Go down the hall to the elevator and up to the third floor. You're in room 321." "Thank you, ma'am." Mike said, but the lady was already busy with something else. Fingering the key, Mike led the way up to their room. Once inside, the guys discovered that their room faced the back and that they had a good view of the trash dumpsters. "Obviously the guests are first and the performers are fourth." Davy said. "At least we got a room with this deal." Peter said, sitting on the bed. "And as usual, we need the money." Micky put in. "So we gotta deal with it." "Let's get some rest before the gig tonight." Mike said. Despite the uncomfortable room, the guys were soon napping. A few hours later, the Monkees came downstairs and followed the signs to the Julian ballroom. Mike and Peter had to hold Micky's arms on either side of him to keep Micky from trying any of the slot machines or playing roulette. They took no chances on getting caught in a fraud scheme like before that almost landed them 20 years in jail. After walking for what seemed like miles, the guys found the ballroom and slipped inside the closed doors. Workmen were all around putting up the finishing touches on the room. It was decorated with vases and statues of Roman gods. Long low tables were set up so people could recline while they ate. Yards of linen drapes hung from the ceiling and walls. Peter gave a low whistle. "Just like a Roman feast." He said. Just then, a man wearing a dark business suit came over to them. "Are you the Monkees?" He asked. "Yes sir." Mike replied. "Good. I'm Mr. Lepidos. Come this way, I'll show you where you'll be playing." The manager led them over to the stage which had statues of Julius Caesar around it. "How about this?" He asked proudly, "Never played on such a big stage before, have you?" "No sir." Davy said this time, "You've really tried to make this place look Roman." "Yes, all brand new stuff. I want people to think they're in ancient rome while they're here." Mr. Lepidos replied. "Even the waiters and waitresses will have on Roman togas...and so will you." "You want us to dress up too?" Micky asked. "Yes, you have to look the part of Roman musicians." The manager said, then rubbed his hands together. "Go over to costuming next door and make sure you four are ready to play at 7 p.m. sharp, am I clear?" "Yes, Mr. Lepidos." Peter said. The manager walked away while the Monkee went to get their costumes. To Be Continued... Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
dydrmblvr		#1	[-]
Posts: 2973 (03/31/08 2:40 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Uh oh. Great start Lisa!!! Smashing, Simply Smashing!
NoraLou		#2	[-]
Posts: 8627 (03/31/08 10:31 AM) Rev. Nora Paperback writer Amazing Grace Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I agree-great start!
mickys411	Hail Monkees (fanfic)	#3	[-]
Posts: 87 (03/31/08 9:51 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great start Lisa Here's what I got... The Monkees were about to find the dressing and when they entered they found 4 togas with short sleeved tops. "So this is what we have to dress up in?" asked Davy, inspecting the toga. "Looks that way," Mike answered. "Well, we better get dress," said Peter. "Yeah, we don't want to keep the manager or the audince waiting," said Micky. And with that, the Monkees got dressed in the togas then headed out of the dressing room to take the stage. However, when they exited the dressing room, they looked around to see that they were longer at the hotel, but someplace else. Someplace that looked very unfamilar to them.... The plot thickens Mickys411 (Laura)
DavidForever		#4	[-]
Posts: 5673 (04/01/08 7:51 AM) FVB Chopped Liver Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	They gazed around in amazement. They were in an open air amphitheater, surrounded by stone benches rising on all sides. They looked behind them and realized that the door to the dressingroom had disappeared. "What do we do now?" Micky asked. "Run!" Peter suggested. Davy agreed, "Good idea!" "No, look," Mike pointed out, "There's a - - - what is that, a Roman over there?" The man was walking toward them, dressed in a Roman robe somewhat like theirs.
1bigbeatlesfan		#5	[-]
Posts: 189 (04/02/08 1:38 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great Work, everyone! Here we go... "Let's ask him, maybe he'll know what's going on." Micky said. The Monkees ran over to the other man. As they got closer, they could see that the man was staggering and his toga was dirty. "Run! Run! They are coming!" The man cried out as the Monkees approached. He then collapsed. "Who's coming?" Peter asked, as they tried to sit the man up. But the man slumped into unconsiousness. Behind them, the Monkees could now hear shouting and screaming coming from the open gate. "We gotta close the gate!" Davy shouted. Peter stayed with the man while Davy, Mike and Micky slammed the amphitheater gate shut and barred it with a heavy timber. Just seconds later, the gate shook with heavy pounding. "It sounds like a war out there!" Mike said. "And it's gonna come in here if that gate doesn't hold." Micky replied. "Open up! Open up!" Came shouts from the other side of the gate. Whoever was on the other side of the gate began to throw rocks and shoot arrows over the gate at the five men inside the ampitheater. The Monkees moved the unconsious man futher away from the gate and tried to hide behind a stone wall. "What's going on?" Peter cried, "One minute we're in Caesar's Palace and the next we're in a Roman amphitheater!" "And this bloke is dressed like a Roman too." Davy added. Suddenly, they smelled smoke. The Monkees turned to see the wooden gate on fire! It would only be a matter of minutes before the gate was destroyed and whoever was out there would come charging in! "We may not live to get an answer, Peter." Mike said, gulping. Just then, a horn was heard blowing. The pounding and shouting went away from the gate and continued further away. Mike took a chance and climbed up the benches to the top of the amphitheater. From there, he could see a small city all around them. He could also see a mob of men with swords and spears charging toward a large group of Roman soldiers. The two groups clashed, but the battle didn't last long. The Roman soldiers beat back the man and forced them away. The men ran off, some carrying sacks, others carrying weapons and other goods. A tall regal-looking man on a horse ordered the soldiers to persue the mob and ordered other soldiers to secure the city. Mike climbed down the benches and told the other Monkees what had happened. "Roman soldiers?" Micky asked. "Yeah, they were certainly dressed like them." Mike affirmed. "And their leader looked like someone you'd see on a coin." The man they had been watching began to stir. The Monkees helped him sit up. "You're safe, sir." Peter told him, "Those bad men are gone." "Thank you." The man said weakly, "They...came from the hills, looting...looking for treasure." "Who are they?" Mike asked. The man looked at Mike oddly then said, "They are Gallian rebels, of course. I thought they were farther north, I didn't think they would come to Lugdunum." He looked at the Monkees and smiled, "Thank you for rescuing me. My name is Horatius, the mayor of Lugdunum." "You're welcome, your honor." Micky said, "Are you going to be alright?" "I believe so." Horatius replied, "Let me see if I can stand." The Monkees helped him to stand up. Just then, the wooden door disintigrated under the fire. A few seconds later, the Roman man Mike had seen riding a horse then came into the amphitheater. The man looked around, saw the Monkees and Horatius and nudged his horse over to them. "Horatius, my old friend!" The man on the horse called out, "I am glad to see you safe!" "Ah, Gaius Julius Caesar!" Horatius replied, walking over to him, "I am glad to see you too!" The Monkees looked at each other in shock. The man on the horse was none other than the famous Julius Caesar! "Who are these men?" Caesar asked Horatius. "I do not know their names, but they saved my life when the rebels were chasing me." Horatius said, "I owe them a great debt." "Then I owe them a debt too." Caesar replied, "What are your names, sirs?" He said to the Monkees. Mike introduced his fellow bandmates to the Roman. Caesar nodded thoughtfully. "You all have either Greek or Jewish names." He said, "Are you from this area?" "I'm actually from Britannia, sir." Davy replied, "My friends are from this area." "Come, let's go back to Hortius' house." Caesar said, "There we can rest and I must plan our next move." "Why, what has happened?" Horatius asked nervously. "It seems those rebels made off with the salarium of the legions that area stationed in this area." Caesar replied, "If the troops are not paid, they may refuse to fight." With that, Caesar turned his horse around and led everyone back to Horatius' house. To Be Continued... Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! Last Edited By: 1bigbeatlesfan 04/02/08 1:40 AM. Edited 1 times.
mickys411	Hail Monkees (fanfic)	#6	[-]
Posts: 88 (04/02/08 10:12 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great going Lisa The Monkees and Caesar were lead by Horatius back to his home. It's a good thing it was not that far of a walk for the guys, because the sun was beating down on them. A short time later, the six made it the their location. Horatius' home was a good sized colum that was built for a small family, the perfect size for the six of them to fit into. "Please make yourselves at home," said Horatius. Luckily there were some chairs for everyone to sit down on. As the gentlemen sat around and had something to drink, the Monkees told who they were and how they ended up in this time period. "That's some story," said Caecar. "And now we don't know how we are going to get home," said Peter. "And it looks like we're going to be here for awhile," said Micky. "Well gentlemen as long as you're here, you are my guests and can stay here," said Horatius. "Oh no, we don't want to be any trouble to you," said Mike. "I mean it, after all you saved my life." "Thank you Horatius, it's very kind of you," said Davy. That's all I got for now... Mickys411 (Laura)
1bigbeatlesfan		#7	[-]
Posts: 190 (04/03/08 1:39 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Terrific, Laura! "Horatius, I'll need to use one of your spare rooms." Caesar said, "I must meet with my officers and make plans." "Can we help somehow?" Peter asked, "I mean, we owe you one." "I thank you for you kind offer." Caesar replied with a smile, "But I think this matter is best left to my soldiers." "I'll have Helvius show you to your room, Caesar." Horatius said. He clapped his hands. "Helvius!" Several seconds later, a man wearing a simple linen tunic came running into the room. He looked dirty and was out of breath. "Yes, Domine?" He said, bowing slightly. "Where were you and why are you so dirty?" Horatius demanded of his servant. "I was out in the garden getting some vegetables and was running back when I tripped and fell in the dirt." Helvius replied. "Very well." Hortius said with a sigh, "Show the general to the largest guest room." "As you wish." Helvius replied. "This way, please." He said to Caesar. Helvius led Caesar out of the room. Horatius turned to the Monkees. "I imagine you four are tired." He said, "I'll show you to your room." "Thank you, Horatius." Micky said. Horatius led the Monkees down a hall and into another room. This room was a little small, but it had four long shelves carved into the walls where the guys could sleep. Horatius then brought them pillows and blankets. "I hope you like this sleeping chamber." He said, "I'll tell Helvius to check up on you, but he seems to have disappeared again." "He's probably doing something for Caesar." Davy said. "That is probably true." Horatius replied. "It's going to be busy around here with the general and his staff coming and going." "How long have you known Caesar?" Mike asked Horatius. "Many years." Horatius replied, "Ever since I was a commander in his army. Never has Rome produced such a fine general." He shook his head, "He really cares for his troops. When I retired after twenty years, he gave me some land here in Gallia. I later became mayor. Now with Caesar here I feel much better and I'm sure he'll take care of this uprising." He walked over to the door. "I'll let you rest now." The Monkees said goodbye to Horatius and went to lay down on their shelves. In the quiet of the room, the guys could hear faint talking coming from down the hall. They couldn't make out what was said, but could tell it was Caesar talking. It wasn't long afterwards that the guys fell asleep. Not much later, the Monkees were woken by some bumping noises in the room next to their own. "What's that?" Davy asked, rubbing his eyes. "Sounds like someone's moving furniture." Mike replied, sitting up and bumping his head on the low ceiling above his bed. The bumping continued and the Monkees decided to see what it was about. They went to the door of their room and stuck their heads out...to see Helvius coming out of the room next to theirs. Horatius' servant looked about furtively, and the guys pulled their heads back in so Helvius wouldn't see them. Helvius quietly closed the door and crept down the hall away from the Monkees. "What's that all about?" Micky wondered. "I don't know, but I think we should follow him." Mike said. The others nodded and tried to leave the room, only to get wedged together. Finally Davy pulled himself loose and the others followed. They went down the hall and tried to see where Helvius had gone. Peter spotted him as he went outside. Going to a window, the Monkees watched Helvius go through the outside gate and into the street. "Maybe he's going to market." Mike suggested as the Monkees went to the gate as well. But Helvius went down the block, then cut between two houses. The Monkees followed, then saw Helvius leave the area and start walking up into the mountains. "Where could he be going?" Micky wondered. "This looks suspicious." "Gathering firewood?" Davy wondered. "Well, let's follow and find out." Mike said. With that, the Monkees followed Helvius into the mountains. To Be Continued... The plot thickens... Note: When possible, I'll try to use the ancient Latin names for things and places. Gallia is actually Latin for Gaul, later known as France. Lugdunum was (according to an ancient map courtesy of wikipedia) a real town in Gaul. This story is set there for right now, but will switch to Rome later. Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
mickys411	Hail Monkees (fanfic)	#8	[-]
Posts: 89 (04/03/08 10:12 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Awsome Lisa, The Monkees followed Helvius for quite sometime. Once in awhile though they would have to jump in a whenever Helvius would turn around to see if anyone was behind him. The walk was begining to get lond and tiresome for the Monkees, but they wanted to know what Helvius was up to. "How much longer do we have to go?" asked Davy. "Hopefully, not much longer," Mike answered. "That's what you said about five minutes ago," said Peter. "How do you know?" asked Micky. "I checked my watch." Finally, the guys saw Helvius stop in from a large wooden plank He knocked on the plank. "What's the password?" asked a voice. "The Hawk flies pass the rising sun," said Helvius. "Enter," the voice said again. Helvius then moved the plank which was really the cover to an opening in the mountain then quickly went inside. The Monkees couldn't believe what they saw.... The plot thinks even more.... Mickys411 (Laura)
dydrmblvr		#9	[-]
Posts: 2986 (04/05/08 12:58 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The suspense is awesome!! I can't wait to hear what they saw!!!! Great job!!! Smashing, Simply Smashing!
1bigbeatlesfan		#10	[-]
Posts: 192 (04/05/08 1:33 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great going, Laura! It's late and I'm tired tonight, so I'll do more tomorrow! Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
1bigbeatlesfan		#11	[-]
Posts: 193 (04/05/08 10:16 PM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Okay, here's a short little piece... "It's a cave going right into the mountains!" Peter exclaimed. "Keep your voice down, Peter." Mike said, "We're too close to the entrance." "Clever hiding place." Davy remarked, "Can hardly see it." "But why did Helvius go in there?" Peter asked, quieter this time. "He's probably one of those rebels that attacked the city." Micky said, "He's probably telling his friends about Caesar." "That's not nice." Peter replied. "Let's go back and tell Caesar what we saw." Mike said, motioning for his friends to follow him. The Monkees slowly began to climb down toward the town again. The ledge was narrow in places and the guys had to go single file. Micky was the last in line, and as he passed by a narrow opening in the cliff side, it suddenly opened and strong arms grabbed him from behind! A hand was clamped over his mouth as he was pulled into the mountain. The opening quickly shut. The ledge finally opened up and the guys could walk safely again. "I'm glad that narrow ledge is behind us." Davy said, "I almost slipped a few times." "Yeah, I hope we don't have any more of those, right Micky?" Peter asked. There was no answer. Mike, Peter and Davy looked behind them to see Micky was gone! "Micky where are you?" Mike called up the mountain. Still no answer, but just then tough-looking men with swords began to walk down the ledge toward them! "Run!" Mike shouted. The three Monkees ran, with the sword-wielding rebels behind them! To Be Continued... Have fun, Laura! Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
mickys411	Hail Monkees (fanfic)	#12	[-]
Posts: 91 (04/06/08 10:41 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great job Lisa Here's what I got... The guys raced down the mountain as fast as they could, with the rebles still hot on their trail. As they countinued to run, Peter spoke up. "What what about Micky?" he asked. "Yeah, we have to go back and look for him," said Davy. "We'll search as soon as we get away from the rebel," said Mike. Luckily the guys lost the rebels shortly after the made it down the mountian, but they were not looking forward to telling Caesar the bad news. That's all I got Mickys411 (laura)
dydrmblvr		#13	[-]
Posts: 2992 (04/07/08 3:01 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Eeep! Smashing, Simply Smashing!
LittleMetalBottletops		#14	[-]
Posts: 2680 (04/07/08 9:03 AM) Mistress of the Marathon Mod Squad Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I had a feeling that Helvius was up to no good....
1bigbeatlesfan		#15	[-]
Posts: 194 (04/08/08 2:14 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great, Laura! Here I go... Back at the rebel hideout inside the mountain, Helvius was questioning Micky. "What were you and your friends doing up here?" He demanded, "You were following me, weren't you?" "No! We were just...exploring, that's all!" Micky replied. "Exploring for rebels, right?" Helvius insisted. "No, that's not true." Micky said. Just then, the rebels who had been chasing Mike, Peter and Davy came back inside. "What happened? Did you get them?" Helvius asked. "No they escaped, Helvius." A man replied. "Idiot!" Helvius snapped, slapping the man across the face, "No doubt they will tell Caesar where we are!" "Maybe Caesar won't believe them." A man remarked. "Wait, why are you fighting anyway?" Micky asked. "You must be a fool if you don't know how Rome taxes us, takes our crops and keeps us under its boot!" Helvius said in disgust. "I'm not Horatius' servant, I'm his slave! I was bought like a piece of property!" "Oh...well, my history is a bit rusty." Micky said. "What do we do now, Helvius?" Another man asked, "It won't be long before the Romans get here!" "I intend to make a stand on this mountain and fight!" Helvius shouted, "There are several secret entrances to this former mine and we can use them for sneak attacks on the Roman dogs! Who is with me?" "We are!" The men around Helvius shouted, holding up their swords and other weapons. "What about him, Helvius?" A man asked, pointing at Micky. Helvius turned to Micky and gave him an evil smile. "I think we'll use him as bait." Mike, Peter and Davy made it down the mountain...and were promptly surrounded by Roman soldiers carrying sharp pikes. Caesar then rode up to the three Monkees. Next to him on horseback was another man, slightly younger with dark hair. "I told you Caesar, that these men were up to no good." He said. "Wait Marc Antony, let's hear what they have to say first." Caesar replied. To the three Monkees he said, "Well, what were you three doing up there? And where's the fourth one?" "We were following Helvius, Caesar." Mike replied, "He must be a rebel. We saw him disappear into a secret entrance into the mountain." "We were coming down here to tell you, Caesar." Davy added, "When Micky was taken prisoner and the rebels began to chase us." "I don't believe that." Antony snorted. "But I do." Caesar said, "I noticed how dirty and exhausted Helvius was when he came into Horatius' house. It looked like he had been in a fight, not working in a garden." "You believe us?" Peter asked. "Yes, I had had Helvius watched and I knew he had left the house and went up into the mountains." Caesar replied. "When you four started to follow him, I had to be sure you men were not rebels as well." He motioned to the soldiers and they put up their pikes. "Now you say Micky is a prisoner?" "Yes, and we're worried about him." Mike replied. Caesar looked at Marc Antony. "Get the cohorts ready for a march up the mountain." "Yes, Caesar." Antony replied. He wheeled his horse away to carry out the order. "Now, tell me everything you saw." Caesar told the three Monkees. It wasn't long afterwards that the Roman soldiers began their climb up the mountain. Caesar sent out scouts to see if they could spot anything. A short while later, the scouts came back with their report. "Hail, Caesar!" They shouted as they rode over to him. "What did you see?" Caesar asked. "We did not see anybody around for a long time." One scout replied. "Then we saw something standing up on one of the ridges." The other scout said. "What was it?" Caesar demanded. "It was too far away to make out clearly," The first scout said, "But it looked like a man tied to a post." Mike, Peter and Davy looked at each other in shock. That man could only be one person: Micky. To Be Continued... Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
mickys411	Hail Monkees (fanfic)	#16	[-]
Posts: 93 (04/08/08 10:54 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Awsome Lisa Here's what I got... "Should we go out there and take a look?" one of the men asked Caesar. "I don't know, it could be a trap," Ceasar answered. "But that could be Micky up there," said Peter. "There's only one way to find out, said Mike, We gotta go up there and see for ourselves." "But like Ceasar said, it could be a trap," said Davy. "We have to check, Micky could be in danger." The guys told Caesar that they were going out there themselves to see if they could save their friend. That's all I got for tonight Mickys411 (Laura)
1bigbeatlesfan		#17	[-]
Posts: 195 (04/10/08 1:34 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Very good, Laura! I gotta think a little about what to put next...um...I know what I want to do, but I have to figure out how to write it. I hope that made sense. Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
1bigbeatlesfan		#18	[-]
Posts: 196 (04/11/08 2:14 AM) Fanfic,She Wrote night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great, Laura! And so... "Very well." Caesar replied, "I will not be responsible for your lives." "We understand." Davy said as he and the other two began to climb toward Micky. As they got closer, the three Monkees could see it was their friend. "Micky!" Peter exclaimed, "Don't worry, we'll save you!" But Micky frantically began to shake his head. He had a gag in his mouth and couldn't speak. "Wait, Peter." Mike said, "I think Micky trying to tell us something." "We just walked into a trap, right Micky?" Davy asked. Micky nodded and then looked over at the ground near them. It was then that the three men could see ropes stretched out across the ground. They were attached to bows and arrows hidden in the rocks aimed right at them. If they had gone any further, all of them, including Micky, would've been skewered. "What do we do?" Peter asked. "You go back down to Caesar and tell him it's clear to come up." Helvius said, stepping out from an opening in the rock, "Or else your friend dies." "We can't do that!" Mike exclaimed. Helvius took out his sword and walked over to the ropes holding the bows and arrows. "Be it on your heads." Suddenly there was a great commotion coming from inside the mountain! A man came out to Helvius. "Helvius, the Romans are inside our hideout!" He shouted. "So you men were decoys for Caesar, eh?" Helvius snarled at the Monkees. "We didn't know what he was going to do!" Davy said. Helvius advanced on the Monkees, but only got a few steps when Caesar and his men rushed through the opening and grabbed Helvius and the other man. "Don't come any closer!" Mike shouted, "This area is rigged with arrows!" Caesar ordered his men to take Helvius and the other man away, then turned to the Monkees. "Are you gentlemen injured?" He asked. "No, but if we don't take care of these booby traps, we're done for." Davy said. Caesar carefully examined the traps and with his sword cut the ropes where they connected to the bows. "There, you can walk freely now," Caesar said, "now go and untie your friend." Mike, Peter and Davy quickly did so and took off Micky's gag. "Thanks, guys." Micky said. "Thank Caesar." Peter replied, "He took care of those traps, and Helvius too." "How did you find the secret entrances?" Micky asked Caesar. "Simple." Caesar smiled, "I simply ordered my men to strike the rocks to see if they sounded hollow. Where there was a hollow sound, there was an entrance. While Helvius and his men were watching you, we went inside the mountain and surprised them. I apologize for using you four as decoys, it was the only way to distract them." "It's alright, Caesar." Mike said, "At least everything's fine now." "Did you get the legion's salarium back?" Davy asked. "Yes, it was still in its sacks." Caesar said, "Let us go back to Horatius' house. It has been a long day." Caesar said. The Monkees agreed and followed the Roman back to Lugdunum. The next day, the Monkees and Horatius watched as Marc Antony prepared to pay the legions. Several sacks were brought out into Horatius' courtyard and Antony opened one of them. A man next to Antony called out a soldier's name. The soldier came over and the man held out a small sack. To the Monkees' surprise, Antony scooped out a small amount of white crystals and poured it into the man's sack! He did this again many more times until each man had a share of the crystals. "Horatius?" Peter asked, "What is Marc Antony giving them? I thought they were being paid." "They are." Horatius replied, "Each man is getting their share of salt." "Salt?" Davy replied, "What good is salt?" "Do they not use salt in Britannia?" Horatius asked, "It is very valuable in keeping food from spoiling. It can also be used to buy things." Before the Monkees could ask anything else, Caesar walked over to them. "Horatius, I thank you for your hospitality but I must be heading back to Rome now." He said. "I am sorry to hear that, Caesar." Horatius said, "I wish you could stay longer." "I wish I could too, but I've just received word from Rome that there has been trouble on our Eastern borders." Caesar replied, "Plus the senators in Rome are demanding that I take care of business there." He shook his head. "I'll make sure your horse is fed and watered." Horatius said, "When will you be leaving?" "As soon as Antony pays the legions." Caesar said, then looked at the Monkees. "Now what will you four be doing?" "Well...could we go to Rome with you?" Micky asked, "We've heard it's a very nice place." "It is indeed. In fact, since you men were helpful to me, I'll let you stay in my house there." Caesar replied. "Thank you, Caesar." The Monkees said. It wasn't much later that it was time to go. Caesar and Hortius said their goodbyes and Caesar mounted his horse. The Monkees said goodbye to Horatius and thanked him for letting them stay at his house. "Thank you for all you've done." Horatius said, "You are always welcome in Legdumnum." "Thank you, Horatius." Mike said, as the guys got on their horses and began to follow Caesar's troops out of the city. Not far from the city's gates, the troops came upon tall poles erected alongside of the road. "What are those things?" Davy asked. As they got closer, the Monkees could see the poles were really crosses and that there were men nailed upon them! The Monkees looked on in absolute horror as they saw Helvius and his men hanging there, left to die. Peter began to retch. "What's the matter?" Marc Antony said, coming up along side of them, "Don't you know we crucify rebellious slaves?" The Monkees didn't answer him. They nudged their horses and got away from the awful scene as fast as they could. To Be Continued... I apologize if anyone is offended by those last few lines. The Romans could be very brutal at times and crucifying criminals was a common punishment. From what I've read about Caesar, he crucified a lot of people, among other things. When I write these time-travel stories, I like to try and include things that really happened. Laura, if it's okay with you, I'll finish this after you do your next part. Lisa, formerly Larrysgirl The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair!
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Posts: 3008 (04/11/08 2:33 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Very good job, ladies! Lisa, you've done a fine job with your research. I enjoy reading your time travel stories! Smashing, Simply Smashing!
mickys411		#20	[-]
Posts: 96 (04/12/08 11:25 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Very good Lisa I'm having little trouble coming up with another part Hopefully I'll have something tomorrow Mickys411 (Laura)
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Posts: 8752 (04/13/08 12:16 AM) Rev. Nora Paperback writer Amazing Grace Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	You ladies always do an amazing job and I love the time travel stories as well! I was a history major but my emphasis was on American history and my knowledge of world history is sadly lacking. I always learn stuff from your time travel stories!
mickys411	Hail Monkees (fanfic)	#22	[-]
Posts: 97 (04/13/08 10:03 PM) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great going Lisa And that's cool with me... As the Monkees trodded away from the awful scene on their horse, niether one of them couldn't believe what they just saw. "Was that just terrible what they did to those people?" said Peter. "Well Peter, it's thier punishment for what they did," Mike answered. "Couldn't they just say they're sorry?" "That's not how they did things back then," said Davy. "Yeah, nobody believed in the saying forgive and forget," said Micky. "So what's going to happen to Helvius?" asked Peter. "I don't know," Davy answered. "Should we ask Ceasar and Macr Anthony?" Micky asked. "It's worth a try," Mike answered. The guys however decided to wait till later to speak to the two men. Well, that's all I got Take it away Lisa..... Mickys411 (Laura)

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