Everything for her (Fanfic)

[Reply #440 on:]

No I mean Fry tried to kick Zapp and Zapp tried to fire at Fry and the shot killed Leela, I had it all typed up and ready to post!

[Reply #441 on:]

Why didn't you?

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Originally posted by jle1993:
I relised I couldn't kill her, she means too much to Fry.

[Reply #443 on:]

aww, lucky jle had female sensitivity, or Leela would be... dead!

[Reply #444 on:]

Exactly! I can't stand it, the story was so good, the details were perfect, and then I deleted it all just because she reminds me of me!

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I'm a bit behind on the comments here but.....everyone do the happy dance! Zapp is finally obliteramated!

I really didn't think Fry'd ever have the guts to kill someone, but I guess Zapp really, really deserved it that time

I thank you, jle, for motivating me to start writing up mine again, after a long break, which leads me nicely onto....

 

Originally posted by coldangel_1:

You can only kill these guys if there's a plot twist that brings them back. Time travel or whatever.

You don't have to bring them back, if they deserve to die they should do. In the most gruesome (but not boring) way possible. A character (not a major one) will die in my fanfic, but I'm yet to decide which one of the 2 it'll be

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Wow, I motivated someone...Your very welcome Mookie
I will look forward to reading your fanfic.

[Reply #447 on:]

Hurray! Zapp's gone!

I hope Fry isn't charged with murder!

[Reply #448 on:]

Smashing!  Jolly good fun it is!

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Originally posted by jle1993:
Wow, I motivated someone...Your very welcome Mookie   
I will look forward to reading your fanfic.

It's a follow-on from my previous 2, very nice and shippy throughout, the same sort of concept in the first 2 parts, Fry and Leela getting together but after an almost life-changing accident, the Nibblonians involved, freak time-travel, more about Fry's parents after Fry went into the future, you name it, it's in there   

I'll probably re-post the links when I post my new one, I should start typing it up very soon, I've done 30-odd pages of A4 paper

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ha that must have taken a while
i do have to say that i'll always like the beginning of this fanfic

[Reply #451 on:]

Yep, the trilogy's taken a long time to get to where it is, first part is 30-odd pages, second part is 70-odd pages and the 3rd part is looking even longer!

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OK I'M NEW AND I ABSOLUTLY LOVE THIS FAN FIC! IS IT OVER? YOU GAVE ME A REASON TO COME INTO WORK TODAY TO GET ON THE COMPUTER! I DON'T WANT IT TO BE OVER YET 

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It's not over yet, I don't know when it'll be over, but not yet

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Here a crappy little update

Part thirteen

Fry calmly set the gun down beside Zapp and strolled out of the room, to find Leela waiting impatiently for him.
“It’s over,” he said gently, pulling a reluctant Leela into a hug. Leela squirmed in his grip until he released her.
“But at what price? You’ve killed a man Fry,” said Leela, edging away.
“I killed people in the war who deserved it less.” Answered Fry flippantly.
“But we could have had him locked up, you didn’t need to kill him Fry!” insisted Leela.
“I had no choice, he tried to hurt you. If we’d taken it to court he would have lied and used his connections to get of the hook, and we’d have been back at square one. This way the worry is gone.” Explained Fry.
“So you’re going to kill every person who threatens me, or makes me worry?” asked Leela scornfully.
“If you asked me to I would.” Said Fry simply, “But don’t get me wrong, I didn’t kill Zapp for you alone. I did it for all the soldiers he sent needlessly to their death. He had it a long time coming.”
“But you’ll be arrested for murder; you’ll go back to prison,”
“No I won’t, under section 10.525 of Branigan’s law, any officer or DOOP soldier who commits murder and/or rape, or shows definite intent to murder and/or rape, can be executed by a single gunshot to the head.” Fry recited. Leela looked partially shocked and mostly repulsed.
“What the hell happened to you Fry, you’ve just killed a man and now you’re reciting Branigan’s law to get you off the hook. You’re turning into a smarter more violent version of Zapp.” Spat Leela. Fry grabbed hold of her arms and forced her to look at him.
“Never, ever, compare me to that scumbag again. I would never send soldiers into a war just to boost my popularity. The only reason I killed Branigan was because he deserved it and I saved your life! I could have just as easily stood aside and let him rape you, and then have a turn myself, but I didn’t, because you are my wife and I love you. Branigan’s law was written by Branigan and he violated it, I was only enforcing what was right,” hissed Fry, searching Leela’s eye for forgiveness. Instead, she tore herself free from his grip.
“Keep your hands off me, I’ve got no idea who you are, but you are not Fry!” she yelled.
“I am! I love you Leela but you need to understand. If I hadn’t killed Branigan we’d both be dead!” he roared. Leela was stunned into virtual silence.
“What?” she managed to choke out.
“By rescuing you, I disobeyed direct orders. As I was no longer Branigan’s apprentice I was classed as civilian, with means instead of being charged with mutiny I’d have been charged with treason.  For going along with me, you would have also been charged with treason, and we’d both have been shot. Using Branigan’s law to kill Zapp was the only way to save us!” explained Fry desperately.
“He wouldn’t have…”
“He would, if we’d have taken him to court, he’d be off the hook and we’d be dead. He was insane Leela, completely bonkers. I had no choice, can’t you see that,”
Leela looked at Fry’s earnest face and suddenly realised just how much Fry had put at stake to save her. Her eye widen and her face blanched.
“Oh,” she managed before fainting.

Fry saw Leela’s not too graceful decent into unconsciousness and quickly positioned himself to catch her. Luckily his time in DOOP had given him a substantial amount of muscle and Fry was able to lift her without too much of a problem. Carrying her in two arms he walked swiftly towards the bridge of the Nimbus to find Jessica and get home. Moving through the twisting corridors Fry felt Leela begin to stir in his arms, but he didn’t bother stopping, he just smiled and carried on.
“What’s going on?” Leela asked groggily.
“Well, you were all like oh and fainting so I was like we gotta get going and I picked you up and I carried you and then you were all like waking up and what’s going on and I was like still carrying you and explaining,” explained Fry, a grin plastered on his face.
“Er, okay then, you can put me down now,” said Leela.
“I know, I just don’t want to,” smirked Fry.
“Why?”
“Because you’re my wife and I enjoy holding you, do I need any other excuse?”
“I guess not,” agreed Leela relaxing in Fry’s arms.

As Fry and Leela entered the bridge, all the soldiers and officers suddenly stood to attention and saluted Fry. Carefully placing Leela down, Fry looked around in amazement.
“What the hell?” he murmured. Matthew stepped forward.
“Sir, as you are the most respected man on board this ship, and you are Zapp’s ex-apprentice, it has been decided that you shall be the new Captain, sir,” he announced. Leela and Fry looked at each other in shock, and then Fry took a deep breath.
“Then as your new captain it is my duty to inform you the former Captain Zapp Branigan was executed under section 10.525 of Branigan’s Law. Now, I understand that there is no first mate?” questioned Fry, the crew muttered an affirmative.
“Then on the basis of whom I trust the most, I am appointing Turanga Leela-Fry as my first mate.” Stated Fry.
“You can’t do that, I’m not even a member of DOOP,” protested Leela. One of the other crew members was pushed forwards.
“But the jackass spoke highly of you, and tales of your prowess in charge of a star ship have spread to even here, we think you would make a brilliant first mate.” He insisted. Leela blushed as everyone looked at her expectantly.
“Well okay then, of everyone agrees,” she stammered. Everyone nodded.
“Good, next, as long as we have nothing to do, someone plot a course to earth.” Commanded Fry.
“Sir, yes sir!” responded the navigator
And they were on their way.             

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AWESOME! AS ALWAYS. THATS COOL HOW FRY GETS TO BE A CAPTIN. BUT WHAT R THEY GONNA DO WHEN THEY GET TO EARTH? THEY SHOULD PUT KIF IN CHARGE!!

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It's all happy again! Hooray!

[Reply #457 on:]

ooooh, violence!

[Reply #458 on:]

Hmmm... what would I do if I had command of a massive warship like the Nimbus?

[Reply #459 on:]

bomb those filthy neutrals?

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I was thinking more of talking over the Earth...

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I'd like to say a big thanks to Mookie427 and Benders_Fan for nominating me for POTM, I love you guys! And one more announcement, after the next update, unless there is a riot/and or people disagree, I'm ending the story. It's going downhill and I want to focus on a newer idea.

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Wow, nice so far, dudette. You were also an inspiration to me, along with TLF-such awesome fanfics cannot go unnoticed. So, I decided to post my own. Not Futurama-related, but I can guarantee there will be a whole mess o' shippiness among muy two made-up characters... 
Good luck with being POTM!

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Thanks KitKat, glad I could be of service.
The end is near, with no disagreement I shall write up the final chapter next.

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Originally posted by jle1993:
I'd like to say a big thanks to Mookie427 and Benders_Fan for nominating me for POTM, I love you guys! And one more announcement, after the next update, unless there is a riot/and or people disagree, I'm ending the story. It's going downhill and I want to focus on a newer idea.

Cheers! This fanfic alone deserves an award
 

As for ending it, I say go for it. End it when people are still interested in it and when it is good, don't attempt to drag it out for absolutely ages because people start getting bored with it.

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Good, I only want to end it if I have peoples support, I don't want to upset anyone.

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This is it.

Part fourteen

The Nimbus sped through space towards earth, towards home. Fry watched the stars fly by with the same wonder and amazement as he had the first time. But now his enjoyment was tinged with sadness. His many adventures among the stars were mixed with the tragedies that had occurred, the Titanic, the Space-bee, the message in the stars, more then he cared to count. He had been to war for no reason other than a Captain’s greed for fame; he had killed the said Captain to save himself. He wasn’t the same naïve boy he had been when he had first come to the future. He had been forced to act his age, forced to grow up. At first he had fought the process, he had been immature and reckless, but in the end, to get what he really wanted, Fry had grown up.

He glanced up to look at his wife, his love, his life. Leela was walking around the rest of the crew, checking up on how everything was running. Fry sighed gently as he stood up, and he walked to the Love-nasium. As he wondered the halls on his way, thoughts filled his head, screaming at him, memories clouding his mind. He arrived at his final destination and walked through his last door. He glanced at the unmoved corpse on the floor and shuddered. Looking in one of the draws in the dressing table, Fry found a pen and paper, and he sat down to write his goodbye.

When he finished, he slowly went and picked up the gun.
“Branigan’s Law, section 10.525, any officer or DOOP soldier who commits murder, or shows definite intent to murder, can be executed by a single gunshot to the head,” he murmured under his breath, raising the gun to his temple, “I love you Leela,”
He fired.

Leela looked up from her patrol of the crew and looked over to the window where Fry had been sitting. Seeing he wasn’t there, Leela quickly scanned the bridge, searching for Fry’s familiar figure. When she saw that he wasn’t there a small frown of puzzlement crossed her face. She called over to Matthew, “Hey Matthew, any idea where Fry is?”
Matthew shook his head. Leela’s frown deepened, it wasn’t like Fry to just wonder off without telling her. Leaving everyone to get on with whatever they were doing, she started to search the ship.

Each corridor she searched with no result helped unearth the worry lodged in the back of her mind. She remembered how upset Fry had been when she had rejected him each time, how guilty he had been after the war and after he had admitted to the assault, she remembered the way his face had been devoid of emotion as he told her to leave while he finished off Zapp. As she moved deeper into the belly of the ship she realised with a jolt of horror where Fry was.
“The Love-nasium,” she whispered as she bolted to it.

She paused at the door, not sure if she wanted to look; she felt impending dread overwhelm her. Slowly, ever so slowly, she edged open the door. As the crack of space widened Leela saw what was on the floor. She screamed.

Racing over to Fry’s fallen figure Leela felt her heart breaking as tears began flowing from her eye and she continued screaming in pure emotional agony. Grabbing hold of his wrist she felt around for a non existent pulse as she watched his chest for the rise and fall that would never come. She collapsed into a sitting position on the floor and cradled Fry’s lifeless body to her, as if the contact could force him to live again. As Leela shifted position, she noticed a piece of paper in one of Fry’s hands. Wiping her eye she began to read.

My Dearest Leela,
By the time you read this, I will be gone. Though you are a light in my life the guilt that hangs over my head blinds me, and a blind man cannot see light. Throughout my life I have done many things, some of which you know while other things will die with me now. As much as I hated Branigan, what I did accounts to murder and I cannot live with murder in my mind, it is worst than living with what I did to that poor man in the 20th century. I have been brash and immature, and I have done things which I will always regret, just know that my love for you, and as of recently, the love for my unborn children that has kept me going this long. When they are born and older, please tell them about me and how much I love them, and remember to keep living Leela, I’m sure that you will one day find a man worthy of your love.
I love you Leela, but I cannot carry on, please just kept your memories of me close to your heart. I will always be there as long as I am in you heart.
I will love you always, dead or not,
Fry

Leela finished reading the note and cried harder.
“You stupid jerk, you were the only one I loved, and you’ve left me like everyone else,” she yelled in anguish. She picked up the gun and raised it to her head, “I will not live alone,” she murmured. Just as she began to tighten her finger on the trigger, she felt a kick in her stomach, her babies kicking. She dropped the gun.
“I hate you Fry, I hate that you’ve left me, I hate that you aren’t here, but I love you so much, and I have a reason to life, our children,” she whispered into Fry’s ear, “I will go on, for them and for you, always.”
And then Leela stood up, leaving Fry’s body on the ground, and she walked out of the door alone, to start her new life.               
         
THE END 

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..........
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...AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!
    
*sniff* I thought you were a shipper! Whatever drove you to write this piece? Oh boy, I'm gonna need to spend months in rehab to get over this...
*spontaneously combusts*
Waaaaa...Too late!

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WOW! That was....unexpected....I can't beleive you killed him, I'm not saying it was the wrong thing to do but whpo would expect that!?! Blimey al-mighty, what an ending *foams onto keyboard*

Well done, and good night, Fry

But how are you going to write more Futurama? You killed the main character   

Seriously.....wow........

KKB - jle could write an alternate 'happy' ending

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One, when and if I write more futurama, it will be completely unrelated to this.

Two, KitKat, I am a shipper, but Fry is dead and nothing is going to change that, so pull your self together

Three, Please don't kill me but I will be writing no alternite ending.

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You killed Fry !
KILLED FRY!
[Goes postal]
AAAAHH
THE MIGHTY ONE IS DEAD
Our uniwerse is doomed
[grabes counterpart from parallel uniwerse]
DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMED
Time travel,professors new invention,miracle,all this story only a 'tale of interest' in the 'what if machine',ENYTHING
JUST DONT KILL FRY!

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Fry is DEAD, and that is not changing, I refuse to drag a dying story to its feet by some flunk. The universe is not doomed, it case you forgot, Leela is having twins, or she would have if I hadn't ended the story.

And my ship is the SS. Ship or Die

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Then everyone wakes up and *gasp* it was all a dream...

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No it wasn't, Fry IS dead, the story IS over, that IS it!

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HAhhahahahha     
I get it!You were gonna kill Leela we didn't want you to so you did something worse!
YOU KILLED FRY!
hahahahahahahahah         [hysterical laff] 

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... *bursts into tears* Why does it have to be this way! Why!?!
 

Originally posted by jle1993:
I relised I couldn't kill her, she means too much to Fry.

Just flip the names around and spontaneously combust with me and KKB-F. You should start a new story about Leela's new life now. It doesn't even have to be shippy. I bet Pedro La Loco's probably partying right now.

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Calm down, the only reason I didn't kill Leela is coz
a, I relate to her
b, She was pregnant, I wouldn't kill an unborn child

I could kill Fry because I don't relate to him at all, and I was jealous of Leela so I tool away the thing she loved which is worse for her than dying

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[pinches himself]
Oh my god,this isn't a dream!You really did kill Fry!
[upgrades to maximuum insanity level 50000,switches to maximum insanity]
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[spontaneously combusts]

[Reply #478 on:]

Well jle... if nothing else you certainly broke the mould.

[Reply #479 on:]

wow.......................... ........
dead Fry. end story. i see the relation
but thats pretty cold...