MoonLights Mist
Chapter one
The Portal Stones
We do not own any of the Lord of The Rings characters. The only ones we own are Juli, and Rosalyn. This was also co-written with me and one of my friends.
Also a heartfelt thank-you to my New BETA Spelllesswonder29
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Ireland
Gowlane North
Present day
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The sound of excited chatter could be heard as students began to file off of a bus in pairs of two and three. Their chatter all consisted of the same thing. The Gowlane North Standing Stones. All year, from across the ocean, the students had looked forward to this trip. For many it was their first time out of America which caused a sort of manic behavior. However none where as affected by this as much as two young teens. Freshmen. The oddest pair grouped by far. They where huddled together talking in soft whispers.
"U-uh Boromir is the hottest character." Came a strong voice from a small black haired girl. Her blue eyes filled with loathing.
"Nice try, but Legolas is sooooo much hotter." Said the tall strawberry blond next to her. Her hand passing from left to right in a slashing motion.
The small black haired girl looked up to her friend, her head cocked to the side and a hand on her hip. "Girl, we could go at this all day and you still wouldn't change my mind. Boromir may have been confused, but his heart was in the right place. Way better than a stupid nancy Elf Prince who is all like 'Woo-hoo look at me I can walk on snow.'"
The blond bent forward so that she was eyes level with her friend, her finger pointed at her smaller counter part. "Now look here missy. I'm taller than you and I can throw you over my shoulder like a little kid until you agree with me. What say you to that?" She said raising a brow.
The small dark haired girl pouted slightly as she looked up at her friend. She stomped her foot on the ground as she crossed her arms. "Just because you're taller than me doesn't mean you can do that. I'll tell your mom! I swear!" She paused looking away. "Boromir is still the hottest." She whispered quickly before sticking out her tongue.
The tall blond crossed her arms as she smiled smugly, looking down at her friend. "You know what? Our cell phones don't work here, and we can't afford to call collect." She paused. "Put that in your pipe and smoke it."
Blue eyes turned to the blond with a look of realization. The small black haired teen quickly pulled out her cell phone and gaped. "Oh. My. GOD! You're a witch!" She said loudly. "Help someone. Rosalyn cursed my cell phone help." She said dramatically as she clutched her phone to her chest cooing at it softly.
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"Miss Buchannan, Miss Trescott you will cease your behavior this instant." A shrill commanding voice sounded from behind them. Both girls turned to see their homeroom teacher glaring at them, her hands on her hips making her look menacing. "You both will be accompanying me to the front of the line for the remainder of the tour."
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Rosalyn glared at their teacher as she followed slowly behind, her friend next to her. "This is all your fault Juli."
Juli smirked slightly. "How do you know I didn't do it on purpose so we could get a better place in line huh?"
"Mhhmmm. Sure. What ever you say." Rosalyn deadpanned as she took her place beside the teacher, the tour guide already speaking.
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"Alright everyone. Today we'll be taking a tour of the Gowlane North Portal Stones. It was said that back in the days of old, sorcerers and sorceresses could use portals like this one to travel to other worlds." Their tour guide said as she slowly began to walk, leading the group toward the stones. "However others say it led to alternate universes, not other worlds."
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Juli's smirk faded as she listened to the tour guide speak. Magic was one of the few things that had always intrigued her. She walked in silence, deep within her own thoughts. Something that was unusual for her. If she could get to the stones she'd be able to prove her parents wrong. That magic did exist and that she wasn't crazy. Ever since she was little she'd told her parents that she was able to heal others. Like when she was ten she found a bird with a broken wing. She touched it and it glowed. Next thing she knew it got up and flew away. It's scared her and she went to tell her parents. They didn't believe her, but Rosalyn did. Well to some extent.
Rosalyn sighed deeply as she walked beside her friend. She was vaguely aware of what was being said around her. All she knew was that she had a bad feeling and if she had a bad feeling… She didn't even want to think about it. It usually meant that Juli was about to do something extremely stupid and as per usual she'd have to bail her best friend out.
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Middle Earth
Imladris
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Elrond sighed as he stood in his study looking out of one of the open, high arching windows. The stars where bright tonight and were stunning to look at. It was times like these he felt at peace, were everything felt right in the world. He closed his eyes as he tilted his face toward the night sky, feeling the wind blow gently across his face. Breathing slowly he listened to the nature around him. At first he heard the sound of crickets chirping and owls hooting.
As he felt more and more relaxed he found himself hearing a whisper. His eyes opened quickly as he looked around searching for the source of the whisper, only to find himself alone. His brow furrowed in concentration as he closed his eyes once more. He could barely hear it, but by focusing he was able to better hear the whispering. Straining he was able to hear a soft voice say:
'As the Moonlight fades into the Early Morning Mist,
The Wolf shall Howl at the Heavens,
Darkness on the horizon,
That threatens all in it's wake.
A ring shall call for it's master,
All those threatened shall rise against it,
Through dangers untold their strengths tested,
One lost in the darkness but finds the light.
Forests shall dwindle their guardians shall rise,
Bringing to fruitition their long forgotten wives,
The Wolf and Mist shall guide them down many paths,
Filled with both tears and laughter.'
Elrond opened his eyes…..
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Bum bum BUM! Cliffhanger. What will happen next? No one knows. Not even us.
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