Love Your Enemies
Disclaimer: As much as I would like to own the characters from LOTR, I know in my heart I never will :( because J.R.R. Tolkien does. Oh well, can't get everything that I want.
A/N: The beginning might be a little boring but I guarantee to you that it will get better :)
A young girl ran silently but swiftly through the forest, dodging past the trees and leaping over the boulders. Not daring to stop. When she approaches a thick bush, she acts quickly and desperately dives into it. Although the bush camouflages her, she holds her breath, not wanting to give herself away to her pursuer. When he enters the area, she freezes, seconds like minutes and minutes like hours. Her pursuer a tall dark-haired elf, walks towards the bush and plunges his hand into it, grabbing the girl. Unexpectedly
"n... n... NO! Please! ...Leave me alone! I did nothing to you!" cried the girl desperately, struggling in the elf's grasp. The elf smiles a bitter smile then lifts the girl by her neck.
"So you want to know what you did to me human? You lived." He unsheathes the sword that he had kept on his belt, hanging by his hip and then thrusts the sword into the girl's stomach. He smiles more widely when he sees the look of horror on her face and the blood crawling out the corner of her mouth. Then taking the sword out of the girl's small body he drops her to the ground. The girl gasps desperately for air.
"Good bye, Zellie, Princess of Gondor." He brings his foot to her face, swiftly, in order to finish the kill, but stops suddenly when he hears noises of other people in the forest looking for Zellie. Quickly, he retreats the scene leaving Zellie on the ground.
10 Years Later...
"Zellie? Zellie!? ZELLIE!? Where are you?" Boromir yells while pacing up and down the hallways in the castle, glancing in every room that he passes. A smile reaches his face when he sees Zellie lounged on a chair in the study, reading a book. Boromir walks in and Zellie's eyes lift from the book and into Boromir's eyes.
"Yes?" Answers Zellie, rather annoyed with his constant yelling which caused her to lose her place in her book.
"Why is it your respect everyone but me, while I was the one who saved your life 10 years ago, sister?" He chuckles softly.
"Why ask questions that I do not feel like answering?" She responds calmly, closing the book.
"You have no idea how spoiled you are."
"Who? Me?" Zellie smiles innocently at Boromir and gets up from the chair, leaving her book on top of it. She then looks over at Boromir.
"Why did you call for me? I doubt you called for me just to say how spoiled I am." Boromir looks into Zellie's eyes and his face goes dead serious.
"I wanted to know where you are because there have been orc sightings found around this area."
"There have been orcs found in the study?" Boromir rolls his eyes
"Yes there have been orc sightings in the study. OF COURSE NOT! There have been orc sightings found IN GONDOR." Zellie laughs softly and walks over to Boromir. Stopping in front of him
"Did I ever mention how much fun you are to annoy"
"Zellie, this is no laughing matter."
"HA! HA!" He grumbles at her.
"The orcs are such a threat that I am having some friends of mine to come down and to help me with the orc problems"
"Friends? I never knew that you had any." She laughs heatedly at this while Boromir looks even angrier.
"WILL YOU LET ME FINISH!" Boromir yells at Zellie, frustrated that he was unable to finish telling Zellie what is happening.
"Calm down, Boromir. Deep breaths in and Deep breaths out." Ignoring Zellie, Boromir continues.
"The friends that are coming here to help me are Legolas Greenleaf, Sean Greenleaf, and Rayne Greenleaf." Zellie's smile immediately disappears from her face, frowns, and looks at Boromir Displeasingly.
"Elves. ELVES!? YOU ARE ALLOWING ELVES INTO THE KINGDOM BOROMIR! WE ARE BETTER OFF WITH THE DAMN ORCS!" Boromir puts his hands on both of Zellie's shoulders, still keeping eye contact with her.
"Zellie not all elves are evil. Do not judge them all by the actions of that one elf. Trust me on this" She shakes Boromir's hands off of her shoulders, looks away from him, breaking their eye contact, and her green eyes slowly water. She nervously pulls a strand of brown hair out of her face and behind her ear.
"What if they are like that one elf? Please...Boromir. I do not want to test fate, again, by getting stabbed through my stomach. Can you not just UNinvite them? It would be... " Boromir interrupts her and she turns her head towards him but not looking into his eyes because she is too ashamed to show that her eyes are watering.
"I promise you, I will not allow anyone to hurt you. I will protect you." He sighs "Zellie, you really need to get over this fear of elves that you have." She doesn't move, she stay there, frozen, taking in all that Boromir is telling her.
"It's going to be alright." He then walks out of the room.
Later That Night...
Zellie rustled in her bed, unable to sleep, seeing how her nightmares of what could happen the next day with the elves would not allow her to sleep, peacefully. She finally gives up and sighs.
"ELVES! ARAGH! They should all go to hell. Boromir is such and idiot to have so much trust in them." She rises out of her bed and changes out of her nightgown and into her regular clothes. She then grabs her belt, wraps it around her hips, and places her sword on it. Walking out of the room, she keeps one hand on the hilt of the sword while the other hand casually sways, in rhythm with the movement of her feet.
"What am I going to do? I do not want these elves here. What does Boromir see in them that I do not? He is too naïve, its going to get himself killed." She comments to herself as she walks briskly through the streets of Gondor.
She stops walking when she hears a sudden growl from behind. Her head snaps towards the direction of the noise and unsheathes her sword. She cautiously looks around but struggles because of the darkness of the night. Without warning, she is suddenly grabbed from behind by large arms. One hand grabs her arm that has hold of the sword while the other hand covers her mouth and forces her head backwards. She looks up at who is holding her. Her eyes widen with horror when she sees that it is an orc. Both scared and surprised that this orc is traveling alone and not in a hoard, she struggles against its grip on her but soon realizes how strong orcs really are. She wants to scream but knows that it is useless with the orcs hand covering her mouth, for all that would be heard is a quiet muffle.
The orc growls at her and looks at her with fury but it suddenly stops growling and lets go of Zellie, falling onto the ground face first. She quickly gets out of the way of his fall so that she is not crushed. Looking at the orc confused she wonders why it did not kill her and why it is on the ground. She soon sees two arrows in its back and realizes that she has been rescued, but by who? She looks around for her savior but gasps in horror when she sees a tall, handsome, dark-haired elf standing three meters away from her, with the Bo that he used to guide the arrows to kill the orc, lowered. He smiles towards her.
"Nasty little bugger." He chuckles softly. "Are you alright? I was headed to the castle when saw you in trouble." She tries to say something but cannot. Thoughts race through her head 'Why did he save me? Is he possible? Maybe he is part human and elf? I am feeling so dizzy. He better not try and do anything sudden.' He shifts uncomfortably with her not talking to him, just standing there, staring at him, and looking a little pale in the face.
"I'm sorry, I did not introduce myself. I am Sean Greenleaf." He walks towards her extending his hand out for her to shake, while putting his Bo back, behind his back with the other hand. Her dizziness overcomes her when he extends his hand and she faints. Sean sighs.
"The people of Gondor sure are sociable." He says sarcastically. Sean goes over to Zellie, picks her up, and carries her to the castle, not wanting her to be left on the streets until she awakens.
Do you like this story? Have any ideas for it? Please review and tell me. :)
Disclaimer: As much as I would like to own the characters from LOTR, I know in my heart I never will :( because J.R.R. Tolkien does. Oh well, can't get everything that I want.
A/N: The beginning might be a little boring but I guarantee to you that it will get better :)
A young girl ran silently but swiftly through the forest, dodging past the trees and leaping over the boulders. Not daring to stop. When she approaches a thick bush, she acts quickly and desperately dives into it. Although the bush camouflages her, she holds her breath, not wanting to give herself away to her pursuer. When he enters the area, she freezes, seconds like minutes and minutes like hours. Her pursuer a tall dark-haired elf, walks towards the bush and plunges his hand into it, grabbing the girl. Unexpectedly
"n... n... NO! Please! ...Leave me alone! I did nothing to you!" cried the girl desperately, struggling in the elf's grasp. The elf smiles a bitter smile then lifts the girl by her neck.
"So you want to know what you did to me human? You lived." He unsheathes the sword that he had kept on his belt, hanging by his hip and then thrusts the sword into the girl's stomach. He smiles more widely when he sees the look of horror on her face and the blood crawling out the corner of her mouth. Then taking the sword out of the girl's small body he drops her to the ground. The girl gasps desperately for air.
"Good bye, Zellie, Princess of Gondor." He brings his foot to her face, swiftly, in order to finish the kill, but stops suddenly when he hears noises of other people in the forest looking for Zellie. Quickly, he retreats the scene leaving Zellie on the ground.
10 Years Later...
"Zellie? Zellie!? ZELLIE!? Where are you?" Boromir yells while pacing up and down the hallways in the castle, glancing in every room that he passes. A smile reaches his face when he sees Zellie lounged on a chair in the study, reading a book. Boromir walks in and Zellie's eyes lift from the book and into Boromir's eyes.
"Yes?" Answers Zellie, rather annoyed with his constant yelling which caused her to lose her place in her book.
"Why is it your respect everyone but me, while I was the one who saved your life 10 years ago, sister?" He chuckles softly.
"Why ask questions that I do not feel like answering?" She responds calmly, closing the book.
"You have no idea how spoiled you are."
"Who? Me?" Zellie smiles innocently at Boromir and gets up from the chair, leaving her book on top of it. She then looks over at Boromir.
"Why did you call for me? I doubt you called for me just to say how spoiled I am." Boromir looks into Zellie's eyes and his face goes dead serious.
"I wanted to know where you are because there have been orc sightings found around this area."
"There have been orcs found in the study?" Boromir rolls his eyes
"Yes there have been orc sightings in the study. OF COURSE NOT! There have been orc sightings found IN GONDOR." Zellie laughs softly and walks over to Boromir. Stopping in front of him
"Did I ever mention how much fun you are to annoy"
"Zellie, this is no laughing matter."
"HA! HA!" He grumbles at her.
"The orcs are such a threat that I am having some friends of mine to come down and to help me with the orc problems"
"Friends? I never knew that you had any." She laughs heatedly at this while Boromir looks even angrier.
"WILL YOU LET ME FINISH!" Boromir yells at Zellie, frustrated that he was unable to finish telling Zellie what is happening.
"Calm down, Boromir. Deep breaths in and Deep breaths out." Ignoring Zellie, Boromir continues.
"The friends that are coming here to help me are Legolas Greenleaf, Sean Greenleaf, and Rayne Greenleaf." Zellie's smile immediately disappears from her face, frowns, and looks at Boromir Displeasingly.
"Elves. ELVES!? YOU ARE ALLOWING ELVES INTO THE KINGDOM BOROMIR! WE ARE BETTER OFF WITH THE DAMN ORCS!" Boromir puts his hands on both of Zellie's shoulders, still keeping eye contact with her.
"Zellie not all elves are evil. Do not judge them all by the actions of that one elf. Trust me on this" She shakes Boromir's hands off of her shoulders, looks away from him, breaking their eye contact, and her green eyes slowly water. She nervously pulls a strand of brown hair out of her face and behind her ear.
"What if they are like that one elf? Please...Boromir. I do not want to test fate, again, by getting stabbed through my stomach. Can you not just UNinvite them? It would be... " Boromir interrupts her and she turns her head towards him but not looking into his eyes because she is too ashamed to show that her eyes are watering.
"I promise you, I will not allow anyone to hurt you. I will protect you." He sighs "Zellie, you really need to get over this fear of elves that you have." She doesn't move, she stay there, frozen, taking in all that Boromir is telling her.
"It's going to be alright." He then walks out of the room.
Later That Night...
Zellie rustled in her bed, unable to sleep, seeing how her nightmares of what could happen the next day with the elves would not allow her to sleep, peacefully. She finally gives up and sighs.
"ELVES! ARAGH! They should all go to hell. Boromir is such and idiot to have so much trust in them." She rises out of her bed and changes out of her nightgown and into her regular clothes. She then grabs her belt, wraps it around her hips, and places her sword on it. Walking out of the room, she keeps one hand on the hilt of the sword while the other hand casually sways, in rhythm with the movement of her feet.
"What am I going to do? I do not want these elves here. What does Boromir see in them that I do not? He is too naïve, its going to get himself killed." She comments to herself as she walks briskly through the streets of Gondor.
She stops walking when she hears a sudden growl from behind. Her head snaps towards the direction of the noise and unsheathes her sword. She cautiously looks around but struggles because of the darkness of the night. Without warning, she is suddenly grabbed from behind by large arms. One hand grabs her arm that has hold of the sword while the other hand covers her mouth and forces her head backwards. She looks up at who is holding her. Her eyes widen with horror when she sees that it is an orc. Both scared and surprised that this orc is traveling alone and not in a hoard, she struggles against its grip on her but soon realizes how strong orcs really are. She wants to scream but knows that it is useless with the orcs hand covering her mouth, for all that would be heard is a quiet muffle.
The orc growls at her and looks at her with fury but it suddenly stops growling and lets go of Zellie, falling onto the ground face first. She quickly gets out of the way of his fall so that she is not crushed. Looking at the orc confused she wonders why it did not kill her and why it is on the ground. She soon sees two arrows in its back and realizes that she has been rescued, but by who? She looks around for her savior but gasps in horror when she sees a tall, handsome, dark-haired elf standing three meters away from her, with the Bo that he used to guide the arrows to kill the orc, lowered. He smiles towards her.
"Nasty little bugger." He chuckles softly. "Are you alright? I was headed to the castle when saw you in trouble." She tries to say something but cannot. Thoughts race through her head 'Why did he save me? Is he possible? Maybe he is part human and elf? I am feeling so dizzy. He better not try and do anything sudden.' He shifts uncomfortably with her not talking to him, just standing there, staring at him, and looking a little pale in the face.
"I'm sorry, I did not introduce myself. I am Sean Greenleaf." He walks towards her extending his hand out for her to shake, while putting his Bo back, behind his back with the other hand. Her dizziness overcomes her when he extends his hand and she faints. Sean sighs.
"The people of Gondor sure are sociable." He says sarcastically. Sean goes over to Zellie, picks her up, and carries her to the castle, not wanting her to be left on the streets until she awakens.
Do you like this story? Have any ideas for it? Please review and tell me. :)