Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei): LotR Style
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The Case of the Mirkwood Vampire 1
Guest Stars: Arwen Undómiel and Lady Galadriel
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Mirkwood
It was night in one of the biggest cities in whole Middle-Earth. It was a starless night and only the full moon shone above the buildings, which were surrounded by the forest. The streets were empty except a young human woman, who was on her way home from work.
She hurried home, because she wanted to be home as soon as possible. The young woman knew that Mirkwood wasn't as safe as it seemed to be. There had been several mysterious cases of death recently and the young woman had no intention to be the next one.
Suddenly she stopped. The woman felt strange as if she wasn't alone anymore. And she was right. About 100 metres away from her was another woman. She had long, white hair and a strange expression on her face. The young woman didn't know why but she had the sudden urge to run away.
But before she could do something like that, the white-haired woman began to grin, uncovering two sharp fangs. The young woman froze, when the white-haired female came nearer. Suddenly she couldn't move anymore and the vampire came nearer and nearer.
Her desperate, shrill screams were the only noise that could be heard in this starless night.
*
Valinor – Summoning Division
Because of some mysterious events lately four persons, three elves and a hobbit, were gathered around a computer, trying to get more information.
"Hnnn, there were some unusual deaths in Mirkwood lately. The victims died all the same way: great loss of blood and each of them had two tiny, round wounds, which look like marks of fangs, at the nape of the neck!" a blond elf in a white coat said, gazing with interest at the photos of the aforementioned victims showed on the computer screen.
"Do you think it could be a vampire, Chief Thranduil?" the only dark-haired one asked the second blonde elf.
"Possible, Elrond! We should send one of our people to Mirkwood to investigate further! Who's in charge of Mirkwood?" Thranduil asked, his eyes never leaving the screen.
Elrond and Glorfindel exchanged some meaningful glances, which the other elf didn't notice.
"Ahem, it's Legolas Greenleaf, Sir!" Elrond finally said.
"Greenleaf?" Thranduil asked unbelievingly.
Glorfindel, Elrond and the hobbit nodded.
"Legolas Greenleaf?" Thranduil asked again.
Elrond, Glorfindel and the hobbit nodded once more.
"Are you really sure?"
Glorfindel, Elrond and the hobbit, whose name was Merry, nodded again and the Chief sighed. Why did it have to be Greenleaf of all people? But he knew that he had no other choice.
"Fine, Greenleaf shall go. But he needs a new partner. You know the rule." The blond elf finally said.
"Oh, that's no problem. The administration already found a new one. He's in Mirkwood by now." The dark-haired elf replied.
"Okay. Greenleaf, you're......where is he?"
Thranduil had turned to say Legolas, what he had to do. Only that the latter one wasn't present though he was 5 minutes ago.
"Ahem, I guess I know where he is." Glorfindel smirked, gesturing at the wall clock.
Three elves and a hobbit sweatdropped, before finally dropping their heads.
"How could I forget this? Of course his lunch break is more important than a new case. Merry, send him to the meeting room if he ever comes back. I think I'm taking my break, too. By the way, do we still have anywhere a piece of this delicious Cherry Cake from yesterday?" Thranduil asked before heading to his office.
"There must be one or two in the fridge, Boss!" Glorfindel said grinning.
"But only if Legolas hasn't eaten them yet!" Merry replied.
"You should hurry then!" Elrond suggested.
"You're right. See you then after break!" Thranduil said, already hurrying off towards the kitchen.
Glorfindel couldn't suppress the laughter that threatened to break out of him, until Elrond shot him a look.
"Sorry!" the blond elf giggled.
The dark-haired elf resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Merry, can you give some information about the newbie?" he asked.
"Of Course! Wait a Minute!" the hobbit said and began to search.
It was then when they heard the loud outburst from the kitchen.
"DAMN IT! WHO ATE MY CAKE?" it thundered through the whole office, startling all present persons.
"I guess Legolas was faster!" Elrond stated as a matter-of-fact, while Glorfindel almost doubled up with laughter.
*
Meanwhile somewhere in Minas Tirith.
A golden-haired elf, dressed in a green suit and a white cloak and with sunglasses waited in front of a bakery, where already a large crowd was queued up. The elf seemed to wait for something or someone.
"Hmmm, where is he? I hope he still got one!" the elf murmured, looking from one side to the other.
But no one came and so the elf took a look at the brochure in his hands, announcing special sale of peach pies. He sighed. Just thinking of those delicacies made him drool. The golden-haired elf was so absorbed in his fantasies that he didn't realize that someone called him by his name. Snapping out of his train of thoughts, he saw a silver-haired elf in pale blue clothes standing in front of him, holding two small bundles in his hands.
"Did you get one, Haldir?" the elf asked the other one.
Haldir smiled.
"Of course, my friend! I managed to get the last two ones, Legolas! One for me and one for you!" the silver-haired elf answered.
"YOU REALLY DID? THANK YOU, HALDIR!" Legolas exclaimed happily and pulled his friend into a crushing hug.
Haldir coughed a little bit, but patiently endured his friend's outburst. Exactly five minutes later Legolas released him so that the other could breathe again. The blond elf smiled embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Haldir. But I was so nervous that you wouldn't get one and then my whole day had been ruined. I mean I was so happy because this morning I surprisingly found another two pieces of that delicious cherry cake we had had yesterday and ate them. And then I couldn't believe my luck when I heard of this special sale today and I knew I had to get some. Oh, you really saved my day, Haldir! I thank you so much." Legolas babbled.
Haldir chuckled at his friend's babbling.
"You're welcome!" He replied, before taking a look at his watch.
"We should go now. Lunch break is already over."
"Really? Gods, we better head back before Thranduil kills me." The golden-haired elf complained.
Both elves went on and then disappeared in a swirl of white leaves.
*
"GREENLEAF, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? YOUR LUNCH BREAK ENDED OVER 10 MINUTES AGO!"
Thranduil's loud voice sounded through the whole department and caused the aforementioned elf to flinch. He slowly turned round and saw his boss Thranduil, Elrond and Glorfindel standing right behind him. Immediately he hid the bundles with the pies behind his back.
"Ahem, I'm really sorry, chief! But I had some really important matters to attend to." Legolas said.
Thranduil raised one eyebrow.
"Oh, really? Then you won't have a problem with showing me whatever you're hiding behind your back." He said.
Legolas shifted nervously.
"What do you mean? You must have gotten something wrong! I'm not hiding anything."
"Really?" Glorfindel interrupted them before he began to grin and threw himself at the other blond elf.
Legolas stumbled back and nearly lost his precious bundles within this process. But unfortunately Glorfindel had seen and then grabbed them. Smirking, he tossed both bundles to Thranduil, who caught them easily.
"Hey, give them back! They are mine." Legolas protested, trying to get them back.
He turned towards his boss to get his bundles back, but this one tossed them back to Glorfindel and this one to Elrond. The golden-haired elf gulped heavily when he saw his beloved pies in the hands of the stern secretary. The dark-haired elf opened one and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh! Peach Pie! *Really important business*!" the secretary said.
"Ahem, can I please get it back?" Legolas begged, sounding subdued now.
Elrond smiled.
"I have a much better idea. Why don't we share and then pass on to the business of the day?" he asked friendly.
Legolas just stared dumbfounded at the dark-haired secretary and nodded. Mentally a voice screamed at him why he did that, but he ignored it. The golden-haired elf simply couldn't deny Elrond anything just because he had a stupid little crush on him. He sighed. How weak he was!
About 10 minutes later the four elves sat together in the meeting room, a plate with a piece of the pie in front of every person. Legolas looked sadly at the tiny piece that once had been a whole peach pie, meant only for him. Sighing he began to ate it. It was better than nothing. When everyone had finished eating, Thranduil pushed his empty plate aside and reached for the thick file laying there.
"Hmmm, really good! By the way, I have a new case for you! Elrond, if you would be so kind..." Thranduil said after finishing his piece.
The dark-haired secretary took the file and opened it. He laid several photos on the desk so that everyone could see them. They showed the bloodless corpses of several women and men coming from every race in Middle-Earth – elves, dwarfs, humans and hobbits.
"There have been several unusual deaths in Mirkwood lately. It seems that someone is killing young women and men. All victims lost all their blood, so we suspect it is a vampire who killed them. You are to investigate this case and find the killer." Elrond said.
"A vampire? Are you sure? And what about the rule?" Legolas asked him.
Elrond nodded and continued.
"Your new partner is already there. You will meet him there. Merry will accompany you, just in case..."
"When do I have to go?" the blond elf asked.
"At once! Oh, I almost forgot..."
Legolas wondered what Thranduil was up to, when his boss gave him a banknote.
"Please bring me a nice souvenir from Mirkwood when you come back! Okay?" he said.
The golden-haired elf blinked confused.
"Ahem...Okay. As you wish...!" he replied before heading for the door, when Elrond's voice stopped him once more.
"Before you go, I just wanted to remind you to avoid any unnecessary expenses. That means no cakes, sweets or anything similar. Only what's really necessary or I'll have to cut your budget!" the dark-haired elf said sternly.
"But..." Legolas started to protest, but stopped when Elrond gave him his best I'm-not-in-the-mood-to-discuss-this-matter-with-you-again-glare.
"Yes Sir!" he said, admitting defeat.
With these words Legolas left the meeting room.
//Gods, no sweets, no cakes and no pastries. How can Elrond only be so cruel?//
Sighing, he finally made his way to Mirkwood.
*
Mirkwood.
The people of this city had already seen a lot of strange things, but what they saw now, was one of the more bizarre ones. A gorgeous blonde elf and a hobbit carrying a laptop, both walking side by side, was one of this, since no hobbits lived in Mirkwood. The only Halflings here were tourists from the Shire.
Both now went along a public place in front of a church, ignoring the curious glances.
"Okay, we're here. What do we do first?" Legolas asked his companion.
Merry shrugged his shoulders.
"I have no idea. By the way, Elrond has booked a hotel room for you and your new partner to share, just in case it will take longer for you to investigate in this case." The hobbit said.
"Ah, he thinks of everything! Isn't he the best?" the blond elf dreamily began to rave about the secretary.
"Could you please focus on work? Why don't we start by taking a look at the scenes, where the victims were found?" Merry suggested.
"Good idea!"
And so Legolas and Merry went towards the direction, where the first victim had been found. They turned into a side-street, Merry hurrying ahead, when suddenly a figure bumped into the elf, causing him to fall on the ground. When Legolas looked up, his eyes met the ones of his person opposite and he froze. The person turned out to be a young elf woman, looking not older than 17. But something about her appearance disturbed Legolas deeply.
It was the silver-white hair and the strange silver-grey eyes, which disturbed him. He had never in his entire life as an elf and angel of death seen one of his kind with such an odd hair and eyes colour. But he had no time to think further about this subject, for the woman abruptly got up like a flash and ran away.
Legolas looked after her until she had disappeared and then noticed a small red spot on his white trench-coat.
"Hmmm, that's extremely strange. Must be coming from her lipstick." The blond elf murmured.
He also got up and wanted to go on, when he heard Merry's loud shout. Immediately he ran towards the small back street, from which he had heard the hobbit's shout. Legolas found Merry very quickly. The Halfling was crouching in front of a human man, who sat slumped against a wall, blood running down his neck. At once he checked the man's pulse, but found none.
"He's dead! So this vampire has found another victim." The hobbit said.
Legolas nodded sadly.
"How long is he like that?"
"I guess a few minutes. I found him after I saw an elf woman fleeing from here!" the hobbit said.
At these words the elf suddenly frowned. Then it hit him. How could he have been so blind? The strange woman, who had bumped into him...
"A woman, did you say...Wait a minute! Of course, it must have been her! She must be the vampire and that spot on my coat is no lipstick, but blood from her last victim!" Legolas said.
"What do you mean?"
"A strange woman bumped into me. She had strange silver-white hair and silver-grey eyes. I've never seen this colour at an elf before. When she bumped into me she left a red spot on my coat. I first thought it to be lipstick, but now I know it's his blood!" the blond replied, gesturing first at the spot on his coat and then at the dead body of the human.
"So what are we going to do now?" the hobbit asked the elf.
But he didn't receive an answer because the latter one was already running off to find the aforementioned elf-woman.
"LEGOLAS, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Merry shouted after his companion in vain.
The golden-haired elf had already disappeared round a corner of the alley. The hobbit sighed.
"Fine, do what you want. I'm going to search for your partner." He said to the empty space.
*
Legolas sprinted with his supernatural speed through the streets and alleys of Mirkwood, searching for the silver-haired elf-woman. Soon he saw her, although it had seemed impossible. Hopefully he could catch her before she went to look for a new prey.
*
The vampire woman had been running for a few minutes when she noticed that she was being chased. A short glimpse and she knew that it was the elf which she had bumped in a few minutes ago. But why was he chasing her? Did he perhaps know who or what she was? The elf-woman knew that she had to shake him off or the master would be furious.
Doubling her speed, she ran towards a church in front of a big public place, hoping to get rid of the blond elf.
*
Legolas saw the woman changing her direction. She ran now towards a church and when she reached it, she disappeared in it, which was rather unusual. But he had no other choice but follow her. Carefully looking around, the golden-haired elf entered the church. It was empty. Legolas sighed. He couldn't see the woman anymore, which meant that he lost her.
He wanted already go, when he realized that he wasn't alone yet. In front of the altar knelt a single human man. Maybe he had seen the silver-haired elf-girl. Slowly the elf approached the man.
"Excuse me, but have you seen a silver-haired elf-girl coming in?" Legolas asked.
The human turned to face the elf and Legolas could see tears streaming down the man's face. Then he took a closer look at the human. The man didn't look bad – for a human. He wore a dark suit and had shoulder-long, dark, curly hair. His grey eyes looked directly at Legolas.
"Oh, how embarrassing! I'm sorry but I haven't seen anyone coming in except you." The man said.
"Oh! Thank you very much and I'm really sorry for the disturbance!" the elf said and turned to left the church.
The man looked after him, a barely noticeable, malicious smile on his lips.
*
Legolas sighed. He had no idea where he should look now, so he went to one of the trees and leaned against the trunk. What should he do now? Maybe looking out for Merry and hoping that the hobbit wasn't too angry with him for running away and leaving him behind. Yes, that would be the best thing to do now.
The blond elf was so caught up in his thoughts that he startled when suddenly someone grabbed him from behind. He wanted already to defend himself when he felt the cold metal of a dagger at his throat and a voice behind him hissed something in his pointed ear:
"Just one wrong move and I'll cut your throat, VAMPIRE!"
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The Case of the Mirkwood Vampire 1
Guest Stars: Arwen Undómiel and Lady Galadriel
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Mirkwood
It was night in one of the biggest cities in whole Middle-Earth. It was a starless night and only the full moon shone above the buildings, which were surrounded by the forest. The streets were empty except a young human woman, who was on her way home from work.
She hurried home, because she wanted to be home as soon as possible. The young woman knew that Mirkwood wasn't as safe as it seemed to be. There had been several mysterious cases of death recently and the young woman had no intention to be the next one.
Suddenly she stopped. The woman felt strange as if she wasn't alone anymore. And she was right. About 100 metres away from her was another woman. She had long, white hair and a strange expression on her face. The young woman didn't know why but she had the sudden urge to run away.
But before she could do something like that, the white-haired woman began to grin, uncovering two sharp fangs. The young woman froze, when the white-haired female came nearer. Suddenly she couldn't move anymore and the vampire came nearer and nearer.
Her desperate, shrill screams were the only noise that could be heard in this starless night.
*
Valinor – Summoning Division
Because of some mysterious events lately four persons, three elves and a hobbit, were gathered around a computer, trying to get more information.
"Hnnn, there were some unusual deaths in Mirkwood lately. The victims died all the same way: great loss of blood and each of them had two tiny, round wounds, which look like marks of fangs, at the nape of the neck!" a blond elf in a white coat said, gazing with interest at the photos of the aforementioned victims showed on the computer screen.
"Do you think it could be a vampire, Chief Thranduil?" the only dark-haired one asked the second blonde elf.
"Possible, Elrond! We should send one of our people to Mirkwood to investigate further! Who's in charge of Mirkwood?" Thranduil asked, his eyes never leaving the screen.
Elrond and Glorfindel exchanged some meaningful glances, which the other elf didn't notice.
"Ahem, it's Legolas Greenleaf, Sir!" Elrond finally said.
"Greenleaf?" Thranduil asked unbelievingly.
Glorfindel, Elrond and the hobbit nodded.
"Legolas Greenleaf?" Thranduil asked again.
Elrond, Glorfindel and the hobbit nodded once more.
"Are you really sure?"
Glorfindel, Elrond and the hobbit, whose name was Merry, nodded again and the Chief sighed. Why did it have to be Greenleaf of all people? But he knew that he had no other choice.
"Fine, Greenleaf shall go. But he needs a new partner. You know the rule." The blond elf finally said.
"Oh, that's no problem. The administration already found a new one. He's in Mirkwood by now." The dark-haired elf replied.
"Okay. Greenleaf, you're......where is he?"
Thranduil had turned to say Legolas, what he had to do. Only that the latter one wasn't present though he was 5 minutes ago.
"Ahem, I guess I know where he is." Glorfindel smirked, gesturing at the wall clock.
Three elves and a hobbit sweatdropped, before finally dropping their heads.
"How could I forget this? Of course his lunch break is more important than a new case. Merry, send him to the meeting room if he ever comes back. I think I'm taking my break, too. By the way, do we still have anywhere a piece of this delicious Cherry Cake from yesterday?" Thranduil asked before heading to his office.
"There must be one or two in the fridge, Boss!" Glorfindel said grinning.
"But only if Legolas hasn't eaten them yet!" Merry replied.
"You should hurry then!" Elrond suggested.
"You're right. See you then after break!" Thranduil said, already hurrying off towards the kitchen.
Glorfindel couldn't suppress the laughter that threatened to break out of him, until Elrond shot him a look.
"Sorry!" the blond elf giggled.
The dark-haired elf resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Merry, can you give some information about the newbie?" he asked.
"Of Course! Wait a Minute!" the hobbit said and began to search.
It was then when they heard the loud outburst from the kitchen.
"DAMN IT! WHO ATE MY CAKE?" it thundered through the whole office, startling all present persons.
"I guess Legolas was faster!" Elrond stated as a matter-of-fact, while Glorfindel almost doubled up with laughter.
*
Meanwhile somewhere in Minas Tirith.
A golden-haired elf, dressed in a green suit and a white cloak and with sunglasses waited in front of a bakery, where already a large crowd was queued up. The elf seemed to wait for something or someone.
"Hmmm, where is he? I hope he still got one!" the elf murmured, looking from one side to the other.
But no one came and so the elf took a look at the brochure in his hands, announcing special sale of peach pies. He sighed. Just thinking of those delicacies made him drool. The golden-haired elf was so absorbed in his fantasies that he didn't realize that someone called him by his name. Snapping out of his train of thoughts, he saw a silver-haired elf in pale blue clothes standing in front of him, holding two small bundles in his hands.
"Did you get one, Haldir?" the elf asked the other one.
Haldir smiled.
"Of course, my friend! I managed to get the last two ones, Legolas! One for me and one for you!" the silver-haired elf answered.
"YOU REALLY DID? THANK YOU, HALDIR!" Legolas exclaimed happily and pulled his friend into a crushing hug.
Haldir coughed a little bit, but patiently endured his friend's outburst. Exactly five minutes later Legolas released him so that the other could breathe again. The blond elf smiled embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Haldir. But I was so nervous that you wouldn't get one and then my whole day had been ruined. I mean I was so happy because this morning I surprisingly found another two pieces of that delicious cherry cake we had had yesterday and ate them. And then I couldn't believe my luck when I heard of this special sale today and I knew I had to get some. Oh, you really saved my day, Haldir! I thank you so much." Legolas babbled.
Haldir chuckled at his friend's babbling.
"You're welcome!" He replied, before taking a look at his watch.
"We should go now. Lunch break is already over."
"Really? Gods, we better head back before Thranduil kills me." The golden-haired elf complained.
Both elves went on and then disappeared in a swirl of white leaves.
*
"GREENLEAF, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? YOUR LUNCH BREAK ENDED OVER 10 MINUTES AGO!"
Thranduil's loud voice sounded through the whole department and caused the aforementioned elf to flinch. He slowly turned round and saw his boss Thranduil, Elrond and Glorfindel standing right behind him. Immediately he hid the bundles with the pies behind his back.
"Ahem, I'm really sorry, chief! But I had some really important matters to attend to." Legolas said.
Thranduil raised one eyebrow.
"Oh, really? Then you won't have a problem with showing me whatever you're hiding behind your back." He said.
Legolas shifted nervously.
"What do you mean? You must have gotten something wrong! I'm not hiding anything."
"Really?" Glorfindel interrupted them before he began to grin and threw himself at the other blond elf.
Legolas stumbled back and nearly lost his precious bundles within this process. But unfortunately Glorfindel had seen and then grabbed them. Smirking, he tossed both bundles to Thranduil, who caught them easily.
"Hey, give them back! They are mine." Legolas protested, trying to get them back.
He turned towards his boss to get his bundles back, but this one tossed them back to Glorfindel and this one to Elrond. The golden-haired elf gulped heavily when he saw his beloved pies in the hands of the stern secretary. The dark-haired elf opened one and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh! Peach Pie! *Really important business*!" the secretary said.
"Ahem, can I please get it back?" Legolas begged, sounding subdued now.
Elrond smiled.
"I have a much better idea. Why don't we share and then pass on to the business of the day?" he asked friendly.
Legolas just stared dumbfounded at the dark-haired secretary and nodded. Mentally a voice screamed at him why he did that, but he ignored it. The golden-haired elf simply couldn't deny Elrond anything just because he had a stupid little crush on him. He sighed. How weak he was!
About 10 minutes later the four elves sat together in the meeting room, a plate with a piece of the pie in front of every person. Legolas looked sadly at the tiny piece that once had been a whole peach pie, meant only for him. Sighing he began to ate it. It was better than nothing. When everyone had finished eating, Thranduil pushed his empty plate aside and reached for the thick file laying there.
"Hmmm, really good! By the way, I have a new case for you! Elrond, if you would be so kind..." Thranduil said after finishing his piece.
The dark-haired secretary took the file and opened it. He laid several photos on the desk so that everyone could see them. They showed the bloodless corpses of several women and men coming from every race in Middle-Earth – elves, dwarfs, humans and hobbits.
"There have been several unusual deaths in Mirkwood lately. It seems that someone is killing young women and men. All victims lost all their blood, so we suspect it is a vampire who killed them. You are to investigate this case and find the killer." Elrond said.
"A vampire? Are you sure? And what about the rule?" Legolas asked him.
Elrond nodded and continued.
"Your new partner is already there. You will meet him there. Merry will accompany you, just in case..."
"When do I have to go?" the blond elf asked.
"At once! Oh, I almost forgot..."
Legolas wondered what Thranduil was up to, when his boss gave him a banknote.
"Please bring me a nice souvenir from Mirkwood when you come back! Okay?" he said.
The golden-haired elf blinked confused.
"Ahem...Okay. As you wish...!" he replied before heading for the door, when Elrond's voice stopped him once more.
"Before you go, I just wanted to remind you to avoid any unnecessary expenses. That means no cakes, sweets or anything similar. Only what's really necessary or I'll have to cut your budget!" the dark-haired elf said sternly.
"But..." Legolas started to protest, but stopped when Elrond gave him his best I'm-not-in-the-mood-to-discuss-this-matter-with-you-again-glare.
"Yes Sir!" he said, admitting defeat.
With these words Legolas left the meeting room.
//Gods, no sweets, no cakes and no pastries. How can Elrond only be so cruel?//
Sighing, he finally made his way to Mirkwood.
*
Mirkwood.
The people of this city had already seen a lot of strange things, but what they saw now, was one of the more bizarre ones. A gorgeous blonde elf and a hobbit carrying a laptop, both walking side by side, was one of this, since no hobbits lived in Mirkwood. The only Halflings here were tourists from the Shire.
Both now went along a public place in front of a church, ignoring the curious glances.
"Okay, we're here. What do we do first?" Legolas asked his companion.
Merry shrugged his shoulders.
"I have no idea. By the way, Elrond has booked a hotel room for you and your new partner to share, just in case it will take longer for you to investigate in this case." The hobbit said.
"Ah, he thinks of everything! Isn't he the best?" the blond elf dreamily began to rave about the secretary.
"Could you please focus on work? Why don't we start by taking a look at the scenes, where the victims were found?" Merry suggested.
"Good idea!"
And so Legolas and Merry went towards the direction, where the first victim had been found. They turned into a side-street, Merry hurrying ahead, when suddenly a figure bumped into the elf, causing him to fall on the ground. When Legolas looked up, his eyes met the ones of his person opposite and he froze. The person turned out to be a young elf woman, looking not older than 17. But something about her appearance disturbed Legolas deeply.
It was the silver-white hair and the strange silver-grey eyes, which disturbed him. He had never in his entire life as an elf and angel of death seen one of his kind with such an odd hair and eyes colour. But he had no time to think further about this subject, for the woman abruptly got up like a flash and ran away.
Legolas looked after her until she had disappeared and then noticed a small red spot on his white trench-coat.
"Hmmm, that's extremely strange. Must be coming from her lipstick." The blond elf murmured.
He also got up and wanted to go on, when he heard Merry's loud shout. Immediately he ran towards the small back street, from which he had heard the hobbit's shout. Legolas found Merry very quickly. The Halfling was crouching in front of a human man, who sat slumped against a wall, blood running down his neck. At once he checked the man's pulse, but found none.
"He's dead! So this vampire has found another victim." The hobbit said.
Legolas nodded sadly.
"How long is he like that?"
"I guess a few minutes. I found him after I saw an elf woman fleeing from here!" the hobbit said.
At these words the elf suddenly frowned. Then it hit him. How could he have been so blind? The strange woman, who had bumped into him...
"A woman, did you say...Wait a minute! Of course, it must have been her! She must be the vampire and that spot on my coat is no lipstick, but blood from her last victim!" Legolas said.
"What do you mean?"
"A strange woman bumped into me. She had strange silver-white hair and silver-grey eyes. I've never seen this colour at an elf before. When she bumped into me she left a red spot on my coat. I first thought it to be lipstick, but now I know it's his blood!" the blond replied, gesturing first at the spot on his coat and then at the dead body of the human.
"So what are we going to do now?" the hobbit asked the elf.
But he didn't receive an answer because the latter one was already running off to find the aforementioned elf-woman.
"LEGOLAS, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Merry shouted after his companion in vain.
The golden-haired elf had already disappeared round a corner of the alley. The hobbit sighed.
"Fine, do what you want. I'm going to search for your partner." He said to the empty space.
*
Legolas sprinted with his supernatural speed through the streets and alleys of Mirkwood, searching for the silver-haired elf-woman. Soon he saw her, although it had seemed impossible. Hopefully he could catch her before she went to look for a new prey.
*
The vampire woman had been running for a few minutes when she noticed that she was being chased. A short glimpse and she knew that it was the elf which she had bumped in a few minutes ago. But why was he chasing her? Did he perhaps know who or what she was? The elf-woman knew that she had to shake him off or the master would be furious.
Doubling her speed, she ran towards a church in front of a big public place, hoping to get rid of the blond elf.
*
Legolas saw the woman changing her direction. She ran now towards a church and when she reached it, she disappeared in it, which was rather unusual. But he had no other choice but follow her. Carefully looking around, the golden-haired elf entered the church. It was empty. Legolas sighed. He couldn't see the woman anymore, which meant that he lost her.
He wanted already go, when he realized that he wasn't alone yet. In front of the altar knelt a single human man. Maybe he had seen the silver-haired elf-girl. Slowly the elf approached the man.
"Excuse me, but have you seen a silver-haired elf-girl coming in?" Legolas asked.
The human turned to face the elf and Legolas could see tears streaming down the man's face. Then he took a closer look at the human. The man didn't look bad – for a human. He wore a dark suit and had shoulder-long, dark, curly hair. His grey eyes looked directly at Legolas.
"Oh, how embarrassing! I'm sorry but I haven't seen anyone coming in except you." The man said.
"Oh! Thank you very much and I'm really sorry for the disturbance!" the elf said and turned to left the church.
The man looked after him, a barely noticeable, malicious smile on his lips.
*
Legolas sighed. He had no idea where he should look now, so he went to one of the trees and leaned against the trunk. What should he do now? Maybe looking out for Merry and hoping that the hobbit wasn't too angry with him for running away and leaving him behind. Yes, that would be the best thing to do now.
The blond elf was so caught up in his thoughts that he startled when suddenly someone grabbed him from behind. He wanted already to defend himself when he felt the cold metal of a dagger at his throat and a voice behind him hissed something in his pointed ear:
"Just one wrong move and I'll cut your throat, VAMPIRE!"
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