Black Redemption
by -Shaiala Rialle-
This is something I'd like to dedicate to my favorite Sailor Moon character, Hotaru Tomoe AKA Sailor Saturn. This story is dark/romance/action/adventure/mystery. I hope you enjoy. Oh, and, I'm not telling you who she *might* be paired with unless you ask really, really nicely. ^~ coz I feel like bein a *itch!!!
MANY THANKS to Hikari_angel for reviewing last time, and I'm sorry! lol, I didn't realize that uploading over another story would create so many problems. You're right, it wasn't BR, it was part of an older story, but now that I've reposted this I hope you understand better. ^^
Special thanks to: ketsuki, whom I've realized I've been hounding to update...and not doing it myself! sry, ket! ~^
"In place of a Dark Lord you will have a Queen, not dark but beautiful, and terrible as the dawn, treturous as the sea, stronger than the foundations of the earth; all shall love me and despair..."
-----OnE: Visiting-----
Everyone had told what they had come to tell, and now they all sat in silence, as the just past midday sun shone down on them. All races where lost in their own thoughts, some more worried than others, especially the Halfing called Frodo Baggins.
As all of the people turned their thoughts and eyes to the One Ring, they were startled to hear another voice speak. "The say Lord Elrond wanted to unite all species of Middle-Earth. Tell me, then, why did he forget one of the most ancient and powerful? Has he fallen victim to human forgetfulness?" The soft, feminine voice chuckled. Everyone looked around, confused, and then looked at Elrond, who retained a serious face. "Don't insult me with such petty lies. You know as well as I, that you are as powerful as the strongest elf. But would your pride allow you to join us in the fight?"
"I do not know," the voice admitted, and it seemed closer. "Would I degrade myself to carry out another's job, one that was always will be written in the stars?"
"You used to," Elrond replied. The voice was silent for a moment. Then, even closer. "That was long ago, another time, another place!"
By this time everyone at the meeting was worried and confused. The elves sensed the darkness nearby... and the men were nervous, fidgeting in their chairs. The dwarves tightened their hold on their weapons; while three hobbits cowered farther behind a bush as, from the shadows of the House, a cloaked figure stepped forward. She was draped from shoulders to toes in a black silk shroud of cloth, and her hood had fallen back to reveal a beautiful woman. Her cheekbones were lightly defined, narrowing to a slender jaw and soft chin. Full lips, the bottom slightly larger than the top, were the palest pink in color and gave her an almost vulnerable look. Finely tapered eyebrows were high enough to open up dark violet eyes, framed with thick dark lashes that cast a dim shadow. Her hair was cut short as a maiden warrior's would be- it just reached her jaw, and her bangs ruffled lightly across her forehead. Like everything else about her, her hair was dark, almost black, but in the sun it shone purple. The sun also reflected on her skin almost as if off of a light dusting of snow, as she was paler than any elven maiden anyone had seen.
"So, we finally get to see you," Elrond said cordially. "This, as you already know, is my meeting to decide what is to be done with the One Ring. And as you also already know, this will choose the path of stars we follow."
The woman smirked and gazed at each of the guests of the meeting. "Oh, my, what a group. And shame on me for introducing myself! I am Hotaru, of far- away lands."
Boromir stood up boldly. "Well, Mistress Hotaru, what are you that Elrond did not invite freely?"
She gave him another smirk, laughter dancing in her eyes threateningly. "You shall see."
Whispers were being passed around- 'I bet she's part Orc' and 'Maybe she's Sauron's spy'.
Hotaru frowned and crossed her arms, an unladylike gesture. "I would never let my face be seen if I was an Orc!! And I'm no spy of His-Psychotic ness, Sauron."
This lightened the atmosphere a bit. She took the few steps up onto the stone platform on which the others sat, and acknowledged Elrond with a small nod of her head. Almost serenely, she stepped back to the edge of the chairs (nearest the men) and stood with her hands folded behind her back. As Boromir started to speak of how the Ring would help mankind, Aragorn quickly stood and offered his seat to Hotaru. The woman smiled slightly and accepted, cloak swishing quietly as she sat down, folding her hands into her lap and looking quite content to watch events unfold before her.
When Gimli son of Gloin attempted to break the Ring, she giggled into her hand. "Foolish dwarf," she told him. "The One Ring forged from magma will not be broken by metals forged of a lesser heat."
"Then how are we to destroy it?" This was Prince Legolas of Mirkwood. He was answered not by Hotaru, but by Elrond.
"It must be taken to Mount Doom."
Silence...always the silence, Hotaru thought accordingly. As the people began fighting over who should take it, she watched the Hobbit Frodo Baggins with careful eyes. This was her past, that would decide her future- and maybe, just maybe...
"I will take the ring!"
Everyone fell silent again.
"I will take the ring...though I do not know the way." Frodo lifted his head courageously, butterflies swimming in his stomach, his blue eyes shining brightly.
Gandalf the Grey clasped a hand on his shoulder. Aragorn walked over to kneel before him. "You have my sword."
"You have my bow," Legolas said, also walking over. Not far behind was Gimli.
"And my axe," he added. Boromir shook his head slightly and walked over. "You have Gondor behind you."
Nobody was looking as Hotaru stood up. "And you have the road to the stars in front of you, my will beside you and Sauron's in your hand. You need all the help you can get, nanit comastre[1]." With a fleeting grin, she suddenly stood beside Gandalf.
"Master Frodo!!" Sam shouted, leaping up from behind the bush. "You're not goin' anywhere without me, sir!"
Elrond raised an eyebrow. "It seems the two of you cannot be separated, even when he is summoned to a secret meeting and you are not." Sam blushed.
Merry and Pippin glanced at each other. "Wait for us!!!!" They shouted, running out from behind their bush. Elrond's other eyebrow raised in surprise.
"You need intelligence on this sort of quest....adventure....mission....thing," Pippin stated boldly. Merry rolled his eyes and stage-whispered, "Well, that leaves you out, Pip."
Elrond sighed, and then smiled tiredly. "Then, here we have it. You shall be...the fellowship of the ring." Ten of them...he thought. Nine of them to face the Nine Riders...but what will she do?
And one of us to face the big baddie himself, Hotaru thought as the Hobbits started cheering. She resigned herself to ignore them, as they hurt her sensitive ears.
"And tonight, we will have a banquet in honor of the Fellowship's departure," Elrond also added, gaining many smiles from all races.
Seeing this as a dismissal, the others left quickly, leaving only the Fellowship and Elrond.
"You will depart early tomorrow morning, before the sun rises."
They nodded. Gandalf noted, "This means no heavy drinking, for all of you. You know how strong Elven wine is."
Hotaru rolled her eyes. "Even if you don't, Lady Hotaru, tonight is not the time to try it."
"For your information, poisons, medicines, and alcohol have no affect on me whatsoever."
The fellowship looked at each other uneasily- how could that be possible?
Hotaru looked around, sensing their nervousness, and sighed. "I'll be going now- I have things to do before the banquet. And, yes, Elrond, I'll take...her room. I know it hasn't been used at all. See you all this evening at dinner."
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please tell me what you think! This is the last time I'm rewriting it, I swear... ^^
[1] - nanit comastre- small friend, comrade
by -Shaiala Rialle-
This is something I'd like to dedicate to my favorite Sailor Moon character, Hotaru Tomoe AKA Sailor Saturn. This story is dark/romance/action/adventure/mystery. I hope you enjoy. Oh, and, I'm not telling you who she *might* be paired with unless you ask really, really nicely. ^~ coz I feel like bein a *itch!!!
MANY THANKS to Hikari_angel for reviewing last time, and I'm sorry! lol, I didn't realize that uploading over another story would create so many problems. You're right, it wasn't BR, it was part of an older story, but now that I've reposted this I hope you understand better. ^^
Special thanks to: ketsuki, whom I've realized I've been hounding to update...and not doing it myself! sry, ket! ~^
"In place of a Dark Lord you will have a Queen, not dark but beautiful, and terrible as the dawn, treturous as the sea, stronger than the foundations of the earth; all shall love me and despair..."
-----OnE: Visiting-----
Everyone had told what they had come to tell, and now they all sat in silence, as the just past midday sun shone down on them. All races where lost in their own thoughts, some more worried than others, especially the Halfing called Frodo Baggins.
As all of the people turned their thoughts and eyes to the One Ring, they were startled to hear another voice speak. "The say Lord Elrond wanted to unite all species of Middle-Earth. Tell me, then, why did he forget one of the most ancient and powerful? Has he fallen victim to human forgetfulness?" The soft, feminine voice chuckled. Everyone looked around, confused, and then looked at Elrond, who retained a serious face. "Don't insult me with such petty lies. You know as well as I, that you are as powerful as the strongest elf. But would your pride allow you to join us in the fight?"
"I do not know," the voice admitted, and it seemed closer. "Would I degrade myself to carry out another's job, one that was always will be written in the stars?"
"You used to," Elrond replied. The voice was silent for a moment. Then, even closer. "That was long ago, another time, another place!"
By this time everyone at the meeting was worried and confused. The elves sensed the darkness nearby... and the men were nervous, fidgeting in their chairs. The dwarves tightened their hold on their weapons; while three hobbits cowered farther behind a bush as, from the shadows of the House, a cloaked figure stepped forward. She was draped from shoulders to toes in a black silk shroud of cloth, and her hood had fallen back to reveal a beautiful woman. Her cheekbones were lightly defined, narrowing to a slender jaw and soft chin. Full lips, the bottom slightly larger than the top, were the palest pink in color and gave her an almost vulnerable look. Finely tapered eyebrows were high enough to open up dark violet eyes, framed with thick dark lashes that cast a dim shadow. Her hair was cut short as a maiden warrior's would be- it just reached her jaw, and her bangs ruffled lightly across her forehead. Like everything else about her, her hair was dark, almost black, but in the sun it shone purple. The sun also reflected on her skin almost as if off of a light dusting of snow, as she was paler than any elven maiden anyone had seen.
"So, we finally get to see you," Elrond said cordially. "This, as you already know, is my meeting to decide what is to be done with the One Ring. And as you also already know, this will choose the path of stars we follow."
The woman smirked and gazed at each of the guests of the meeting. "Oh, my, what a group. And shame on me for introducing myself! I am Hotaru, of far- away lands."
Boromir stood up boldly. "Well, Mistress Hotaru, what are you that Elrond did not invite freely?"
She gave him another smirk, laughter dancing in her eyes threateningly. "You shall see."
Whispers were being passed around- 'I bet she's part Orc' and 'Maybe she's Sauron's spy'.
Hotaru frowned and crossed her arms, an unladylike gesture. "I would never let my face be seen if I was an Orc!! And I'm no spy of His-Psychotic ness, Sauron."
This lightened the atmosphere a bit. She took the few steps up onto the stone platform on which the others sat, and acknowledged Elrond with a small nod of her head. Almost serenely, she stepped back to the edge of the chairs (nearest the men) and stood with her hands folded behind her back. As Boromir started to speak of how the Ring would help mankind, Aragorn quickly stood and offered his seat to Hotaru. The woman smiled slightly and accepted, cloak swishing quietly as she sat down, folding her hands into her lap and looking quite content to watch events unfold before her.
When Gimli son of Gloin attempted to break the Ring, she giggled into her hand. "Foolish dwarf," she told him. "The One Ring forged from magma will not be broken by metals forged of a lesser heat."
"Then how are we to destroy it?" This was Prince Legolas of Mirkwood. He was answered not by Hotaru, but by Elrond.
"It must be taken to Mount Doom."
Silence...always the silence, Hotaru thought accordingly. As the people began fighting over who should take it, she watched the Hobbit Frodo Baggins with careful eyes. This was her past, that would decide her future- and maybe, just maybe...
"I will take the ring!"
Everyone fell silent again.
"I will take the ring...though I do not know the way." Frodo lifted his head courageously, butterflies swimming in his stomach, his blue eyes shining brightly.
Gandalf the Grey clasped a hand on his shoulder. Aragorn walked over to kneel before him. "You have my sword."
"You have my bow," Legolas said, also walking over. Not far behind was Gimli.
"And my axe," he added. Boromir shook his head slightly and walked over. "You have Gondor behind you."
Nobody was looking as Hotaru stood up. "And you have the road to the stars in front of you, my will beside you and Sauron's in your hand. You need all the help you can get, nanit comastre[1]." With a fleeting grin, she suddenly stood beside Gandalf.
"Master Frodo!!" Sam shouted, leaping up from behind the bush. "You're not goin' anywhere without me, sir!"
Elrond raised an eyebrow. "It seems the two of you cannot be separated, even when he is summoned to a secret meeting and you are not." Sam blushed.
Merry and Pippin glanced at each other. "Wait for us!!!!" They shouted, running out from behind their bush. Elrond's other eyebrow raised in surprise.
"You need intelligence on this sort of quest....adventure....mission....thing," Pippin stated boldly. Merry rolled his eyes and stage-whispered, "Well, that leaves you out, Pip."
Elrond sighed, and then smiled tiredly. "Then, here we have it. You shall be...the fellowship of the ring." Ten of them...he thought. Nine of them to face the Nine Riders...but what will she do?
And one of us to face the big baddie himself, Hotaru thought as the Hobbits started cheering. She resigned herself to ignore them, as they hurt her sensitive ears.
"And tonight, we will have a banquet in honor of the Fellowship's departure," Elrond also added, gaining many smiles from all races.
Seeing this as a dismissal, the others left quickly, leaving only the Fellowship and Elrond.
"You will depart early tomorrow morning, before the sun rises."
They nodded. Gandalf noted, "This means no heavy drinking, for all of you. You know how strong Elven wine is."
Hotaru rolled her eyes. "Even if you don't, Lady Hotaru, tonight is not the time to try it."
"For your information, poisons, medicines, and alcohol have no affect on me whatsoever."
The fellowship looked at each other uneasily- how could that be possible?
Hotaru looked around, sensing their nervousness, and sighed. "I'll be going now- I have things to do before the banquet. And, yes, Elrond, I'll take...her room. I know it hasn't been used at all. See you all this evening at dinner."
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please tell me what you think! This is the last time I'm rewriting it, I swear... ^^
[1] - nanit comastre- small friend, comrade