Brown-haired chick: Greetings and ultimate spiffyness to you on this fine day.
Other brown haired chick: What she said.
Brown-haired chick: I'm Kate, otherwise known as StarKateFLG/Supreme Frodo lover. And this *gestures to Other brown haired chick* is my buddy Lizz, otherwise known as supreme Legolas lover.
Lizz: Yo!
Kate: This is a joint fanfic which Lizz and I wrote together after reading a not-so-spiffy story that trashed everyone's favorite furry-footed short people and caused poor Legolas much heartbreak.
Lizz: It did not make us happy.
Kate: Therefore we wrote THIS! *gestures to as of now unfinished fanfic*
Lizz: Just to put Tolkein's lawyers at ease, we don't own anything that has to do with Lord of the Rings. However, the two new characters in this story, Reowyn and Andtauriel, are completely ours. Therefore you cannot sue us for writing about them.
Kate: Aint that spiffy? This is one of our more serious endeavors, despite our unnaturally silly natures. The story takes place near the end of the Fellowship of the Ring, during a time I made up in which the Fellowship must walk along the river Anduin on foot instead of taking their boats down it. This is after they've left Lorien, but before they've all split up. We do indeed realize this disrupts the canon of the FotR, but hey- it's just a fanfic.
Lizz: But by now we're tired of disclaiming, so onto the fanfic.
Kate: FRODO LIVES! *waves banner*
Chapter 1
Our story begins in a forest during the day.
A young girl has been traveling from forest to forest, for the sole reason to survive and figure out what to do with her life. She, being an elf, was 2,015 years old, equivalent to about 23 years old to a human.
The girl walked a while and found herself at an old wooden gate that was falling apart. There were several gaps in it, and she found no purpose in it being there, so she climbed over and walked on. A moment later she saw a sign on a tree. It read, "You are entering The Shadow-wood. There is much danger here, turn back now."
She ignored it and walked on. The place looked like any other forest, with the exception of a strange plant growing there that she'd never seen. Finally, being very curious, she stopped by a tree to look more closely at one. She took but one more step towards the plant, and suddenly something wrapped around her ankle and pulled up, hanging her from the tree. Her sword, bow, and arrows all dropped to the ground and she couldn't figure out how to undo the rope. It was very tight and hurt a bit too. She tried grabbing the branch she was hanging from, but was unsuccessful. Finally she just let herself hang, hoping somehow she'd find away down.
That's when she saw someone come out from behind a
tree and approach her with a sword.
"Well, well. Look what I caught." the person said in a soft voice as a it walked towards the upside down elf. From her awkward position, the elf tried to get a good look at her captor.
The person who had set the trap was female, and very small. She was too small to be an elf, yet didn't seem to be a child, and her ears were too pointed to be those of a human. Her feet, though very large and bare, were hairless and she was too tall to be a Halfling. The open sword in the captor's hand gleamed with a luster saved for items of great magic and importance, yet she used it to cut the vine holding the elf up as if it were a simple knife. As the elf landed, the small lady pushed her bow and arrows away with her large feet and placed the tip of the sword near her captive's neck.
"I am not accustomed to elves in my wood. Perhaps you did not mean to come here. It would not surprise me. Who are you?" she said in her soft, inquisitive voice.
But she did not get a chance to hear her captive's answer because a sound suddenly caught her pointed ears. She abruptly drew her sword away from the elves neck and whirled around just in time to impale a goblin with leapt from the foliage with an axe upon her. The goblin fell quickly, but it's companions soon followed and the small lady was immediately consumed by the vicious battle for her life, as well as that of her captive, who the goblins would not have minded killing in the least. With a last powerful stroke, the small lady hewed the head from the last goblin, but not before it managed to deliver a deep scratch to her forearm with it's knife. As the small lady grabbed the wound, a goblin who had remained hidden crept quietly up behind her, with it's axe raised high. As it tensed to slice the small lady's head off with a powerful blow, a bow suddenly sang and an elfish arrow flew deep into the goblin's back. It croaked and fell over as the small lady turned around to see who had shot the arrow that saved her.
The elf-girl lowered her bow, which she had picked up during the fight, and smiled at her small captor. The lady returned the smile, and raised her sword to sever the ties around the elf's ankles. She held out her hand to the much taller being. An unspoken friendship began to form between the two.
Once more, a sound caught the small lady's ears, but this time she leapt upward and began to climb to the top of a tall tree. The elf followed her, curious as to what had now attracted the small person's attention, and looked out across the river to three specks that were traveling down it.
"More are coming," the small lady said, and she sat down to watch them approach.
Other brown haired chick: What she said.
Brown-haired chick: I'm Kate, otherwise known as StarKateFLG/Supreme Frodo lover. And this *gestures to Other brown haired chick* is my buddy Lizz, otherwise known as supreme Legolas lover.
Lizz: Yo!
Kate: This is a joint fanfic which Lizz and I wrote together after reading a not-so-spiffy story that trashed everyone's favorite furry-footed short people and caused poor Legolas much heartbreak.
Lizz: It did not make us happy.
Kate: Therefore we wrote THIS! *gestures to as of now unfinished fanfic*
Lizz: Just to put Tolkein's lawyers at ease, we don't own anything that has to do with Lord of the Rings. However, the two new characters in this story, Reowyn and Andtauriel, are completely ours. Therefore you cannot sue us for writing about them.
Kate: Aint that spiffy? This is one of our more serious endeavors, despite our unnaturally silly natures. The story takes place near the end of the Fellowship of the Ring, during a time I made up in which the Fellowship must walk along the river Anduin on foot instead of taking their boats down it. This is after they've left Lorien, but before they've all split up. We do indeed realize this disrupts the canon of the FotR, but hey- it's just a fanfic.
Lizz: But by now we're tired of disclaiming, so onto the fanfic.
Kate: FRODO LIVES! *waves banner*
Chapter 1
Our story begins in a forest during the day.
A young girl has been traveling from forest to forest, for the sole reason to survive and figure out what to do with her life. She, being an elf, was 2,015 years old, equivalent to about 23 years old to a human.
The girl walked a while and found herself at an old wooden gate that was falling apart. There were several gaps in it, and she found no purpose in it being there, so she climbed over and walked on. A moment later she saw a sign on a tree. It read, "You are entering The Shadow-wood. There is much danger here, turn back now."
She ignored it and walked on. The place looked like any other forest, with the exception of a strange plant growing there that she'd never seen. Finally, being very curious, she stopped by a tree to look more closely at one. She took but one more step towards the plant, and suddenly something wrapped around her ankle and pulled up, hanging her from the tree. Her sword, bow, and arrows all dropped to the ground and she couldn't figure out how to undo the rope. It was very tight and hurt a bit too. She tried grabbing the branch she was hanging from, but was unsuccessful. Finally she just let herself hang, hoping somehow she'd find away down.
That's when she saw someone come out from behind a
tree and approach her with a sword.
"Well, well. Look what I caught." the person said in a soft voice as a it walked towards the upside down elf. From her awkward position, the elf tried to get a good look at her captor.
The person who had set the trap was female, and very small. She was too small to be an elf, yet didn't seem to be a child, and her ears were too pointed to be those of a human. Her feet, though very large and bare, were hairless and she was too tall to be a Halfling. The open sword in the captor's hand gleamed with a luster saved for items of great magic and importance, yet she used it to cut the vine holding the elf up as if it were a simple knife. As the elf landed, the small lady pushed her bow and arrows away with her large feet and placed the tip of the sword near her captive's neck.
"I am not accustomed to elves in my wood. Perhaps you did not mean to come here. It would not surprise me. Who are you?" she said in her soft, inquisitive voice.
But she did not get a chance to hear her captive's answer because a sound suddenly caught her pointed ears. She abruptly drew her sword away from the elves neck and whirled around just in time to impale a goblin with leapt from the foliage with an axe upon her. The goblin fell quickly, but it's companions soon followed and the small lady was immediately consumed by the vicious battle for her life, as well as that of her captive, who the goblins would not have minded killing in the least. With a last powerful stroke, the small lady hewed the head from the last goblin, but not before it managed to deliver a deep scratch to her forearm with it's knife. As the small lady grabbed the wound, a goblin who had remained hidden crept quietly up behind her, with it's axe raised high. As it tensed to slice the small lady's head off with a powerful blow, a bow suddenly sang and an elfish arrow flew deep into the goblin's back. It croaked and fell over as the small lady turned around to see who had shot the arrow that saved her.
The elf-girl lowered her bow, which she had picked up during the fight, and smiled at her small captor. The lady returned the smile, and raised her sword to sever the ties around the elf's ankles. She held out her hand to the much taller being. An unspoken friendship began to form between the two.
Once more, a sound caught the small lady's ears, but this time she leapt upward and began to climb to the top of a tall tree. The elf followed her, curious as to what had now attracted the small person's attention, and looked out across the river to three specks that were traveling down it.
"More are coming," the small lady said, and she sat down to watch them approach.