Blue and White Curses
A/N: Lord of the Rings fan fiction. By me Sakura Kura! I don't own the rights to LOTR! Who'd a thunk it? Anyway please read and review I hope you enjoy it I haven't written many LOTR fan fictions!
They wouldn't believe us. We tried talking to them, but they thought them all lies. I couldn't see them but I fought for my people. I didn't want to be taken hostage. A distant scream is heard off in the back round as they come in closer. There are very few of them, I can sense it. My army is weak, though there are many, many more than what they have. They don't know I'm in charge. I'm sure they believe me to be some weak king or queen who makes their soldiers fight while I'd run off.
I wouldn't do that. I'm not that kind of person. Unfortunately I cannot fight myself right now. I must lie in my bed, as if I was deadly sick. This is no illness, no, this is a curse. I was cursed by the evil one, I dare not speak his name, for to many memories surround just the thought of him. Just remembering the white and how bright it was before I was cursed makes me feel so weak.
He came to me to ask me to join forces with him, to use my army with him. He knew my army was very weak and wouldn't stand battle with his. 'They wouldn't last a minute' he told me. I knew he was right, he always was right. He was much too powerful to keep any secrets from, though I did manage some things by him. He read my mind like an open book I could not close. I was very weak and I couldn't seem to get any stronger, so he used me because there are so few of us I knew he wouldn't destroy me, but it wasn't that which made me reject him.
He was on the evil side, and I had never liked there ways. They are terrible, with terrible ways. They are always in large groups with many other evil allies. Before he was evil he was on our side, always trying to prevent the evil from getting out of hand. But as he grew to be the most powerful he turned, seeing no other path in which to go. The others and I tried to stop him but power corrupts the mind, and it was funny, he even told me that.
I'm sure since I am talking about him, you think the battle involves him, but it doesn't. No. And I laugh because were both on the same side. Though he wouldn't know it, he can't see who I am. I'm using my powers to control others so I can see how it works. The battle is being really well fought, for them, I'm losing. My army is very weak, and not experienced enough. We haven't fought much though, that's why.
I'm sure you wonder of this power I speak of. I seem to speak of this a lot, I know. I have very little but I have learned many, many tricks that many higher class citizens would know. I am a wizard of the lowest state. I bear the colour Blue. And though I may be of the weakest, I have learned a very great trick. I have learned to control people's minds. I use them to see, to do anything. Almost as if I was another person myself. I can control three people, I am very lucky to know this trick, only one other person knew this, but were not of wizard blood to be able to do this.
And this curse? Oh yes I have forgotten. The pain haunts me every day, yet some how I have forgotten. When the white wizard who I shall sorely speak of, did it. I would not join his army to be ruled by him so he cursed me. He took my sight and now I cannot see. A wizard is very week with out its sight and so I must stay in my bed, where I won't have to move. Humans maybe able to live life with out sight but wizards loose balance and sense of time and place so I lay alone, so I can use my magic to control others, though I wish I could explain myself to the ones who fight us.
The curse seems simple but yet is much copulated. There is a blind fold the colour of the wizard which has been cursed. If the wizard who tied it around you was of higher power then only that wizard or a wizard of the same or higher power can take it off. If one was placed on a wizard of the same power as the other there would be no affect. To remove the curse the wizard or another wizard of the same or higher power would simply untie the knot in the back. I could never remove it myself so forever I shall lie in my bed. He won't help me unless I surrender myself and my army in which I rule to him. But that will never happen. I must forever lay as if in peace with out a strand of hope to see with my own eyes again.
Though there was one close to the power of the white, Gandalf it was. He was so nice to me, because he was so much more powerful than me. Though I'm sure he'd have been nice anyway. He was just that kind of person. No, he cannot help me now; it has long been since he perished from my mind. He fell into darkness and they say he died that day, though I'm not so sure. He was a grey wizard and though not as powerful as the white, he was closest to white. I had such faith for him to save me, but now it's all gone. When I was cursed I couldn't sense very far away, so if he still lives I cannot know, so in my soul he must lay dead so my hopes don't bring me down. I thought I sensed him lately but it was too powerful to be him, it was a white wizard and so must have been the evil one.
And again I sense the white wizard, but he must be battling near by, because I have a hold on my people they are no use to him, unless I surrender. Many times I thought of surrounding but Gandalf wouldn't want that. He ruled no people himself but he should have. I would have gladly given him my thrown because he deserved it more than I did. And he knew it. He could also read my mind, though all the wizards were stronger than me, and they all could, I knew he didn't unless it was important. And it was nice but he didn't want my kingdom, he loved the people to much to control them.
'With people to look after, I cannot explore and help the many in need. What if they needed me and I had to look after your kingdom? And that's what it is, your kingdom. You deserve it more than anyone. You are a great queen, and shall always be.' I'll always remember that. They were among the last words he spoke to me before he left. I knew he had to go. And I would feel guilty if it was I who kept him here. He asked if I needed him to stay, but I had to let him go, he needed to help.
He left and I never saw him again. I know his friends grieved for him very much, but they didn't know him, not like I did. He had been such a good friend to me for hundreds and hundreds of years. He knew me and I knew him very well. He had even saved me many times from death. With out Gandalf, well it doesn't matter, he's not here anymore and it's my fault. But I can't beat my self up about it. I even feel like he is one of the people fighting in my war right now. But it's all an illusion. I can sense and elf, dwarf and a human. There's also someone else, I thought he was Gandalf many times but I feel it's only my mind playing tricks on me. And there might not even be another person at all.
But now I feel like seeing the action. I must get one of my people to try to convince them I'm on there side. But who will I choose? A great warrior I need to be even with the one, Aragorn. I know Senther son of Maxten. He's a good fighter. I shall posses him body, NOW!
******** With the body of Senther but the mind of the Blue wizard********
Clang! Clang! The swords hit each other with such force to knock most off there feet. But not these warriors. Clang! Clang! There almost at the same skill levels. Clang! Aragorn hits to the left. Clang! Senther defends at the left. Clang! Clang! Clang! Shot for shot they match each other. Each hit, each missed shot everything equally. They fight as Senther tried to talk to Aragorn with no luck.
Threw Senther, the blue wizard speaks, "We are fighting for the same thing." He swung but Aragorn jumped and turned to get a better shot. "You socialize with orcs and there for you are on the evil side," Aragorn yelled at him over the noise. A hit, but did nothing as was blocked by a piece of armor. "We do not socialize with orcs," He swung to Aragorn's left but Aragorn blocked with his sword.
"We fight no one, we are too weak to beat the orcs but we are not on there side," Senther tried to convince Aragorn. Another swing to his left was blocked with his sword. Unnoticed by any, it started to darken, and rain began to fall. "We fight for our queen, to protect her. She has been cursed," The blue wizard said, trying to make her look good. Aragorn stopped, still with sword in air. Senther, controlled by the blue wizard also stooped, still ready with sword. "Your queen is cursed?" Aragorn asked, not moving.
"Yes, our beloved queen, who is the fairest women among the land, has been cursed by a wizard," Senther controlled by the blue wizard still was trying to make her seem like the greatest person on earth. Aragorn put his sword down. Then he waited. But Senther put his sword down as well. "You could have attacked me," Aragorn started, "But you didn't, you really are on our side." "Yes." "Then my company and I must see your queen," Aragorn put his sword away, but Senther put his back up in defense. "No, you cannot see her, she has been cursed, but wishes not to be seen by any, I'm sorry," Senther paused again, But he then also put his sword away. I'm sorry if that offended you but it is against her wishes be seen in her condition."
Aragorn nodded. "I may be able to help," Aragorn was speaking of course of the wizard in his group that they were unaware of. The battle around them continued. The Rohan men and his three fought well. They were the only two not fighting. No one seemed to notice them, though. They weren't aware they were both on the same team. But Aragorn didn't want to tell them. He trusted the one man, but could he be lying?
A/N: What happens next? Find out on the next chapter of blue and white curses! Please review, there's a little button to the bottom left of your screen, press it, type in what you think and send to me, also you can email me what you think about my f/f. thank you very much for taking precious time of your wonderful life to read my story!
A/N: Lord of the Rings fan fiction. By me Sakura Kura! I don't own the rights to LOTR! Who'd a thunk it? Anyway please read and review I hope you enjoy it I haven't written many LOTR fan fictions!
They wouldn't believe us. We tried talking to them, but they thought them all lies. I couldn't see them but I fought for my people. I didn't want to be taken hostage. A distant scream is heard off in the back round as they come in closer. There are very few of them, I can sense it. My army is weak, though there are many, many more than what they have. They don't know I'm in charge. I'm sure they believe me to be some weak king or queen who makes their soldiers fight while I'd run off.
I wouldn't do that. I'm not that kind of person. Unfortunately I cannot fight myself right now. I must lie in my bed, as if I was deadly sick. This is no illness, no, this is a curse. I was cursed by the evil one, I dare not speak his name, for to many memories surround just the thought of him. Just remembering the white and how bright it was before I was cursed makes me feel so weak.
He came to me to ask me to join forces with him, to use my army with him. He knew my army was very weak and wouldn't stand battle with his. 'They wouldn't last a minute' he told me. I knew he was right, he always was right. He was much too powerful to keep any secrets from, though I did manage some things by him. He read my mind like an open book I could not close. I was very weak and I couldn't seem to get any stronger, so he used me because there are so few of us I knew he wouldn't destroy me, but it wasn't that which made me reject him.
He was on the evil side, and I had never liked there ways. They are terrible, with terrible ways. They are always in large groups with many other evil allies. Before he was evil he was on our side, always trying to prevent the evil from getting out of hand. But as he grew to be the most powerful he turned, seeing no other path in which to go. The others and I tried to stop him but power corrupts the mind, and it was funny, he even told me that.
I'm sure since I am talking about him, you think the battle involves him, but it doesn't. No. And I laugh because were both on the same side. Though he wouldn't know it, he can't see who I am. I'm using my powers to control others so I can see how it works. The battle is being really well fought, for them, I'm losing. My army is very weak, and not experienced enough. We haven't fought much though, that's why.
I'm sure you wonder of this power I speak of. I seem to speak of this a lot, I know. I have very little but I have learned many, many tricks that many higher class citizens would know. I am a wizard of the lowest state. I bear the colour Blue. And though I may be of the weakest, I have learned a very great trick. I have learned to control people's minds. I use them to see, to do anything. Almost as if I was another person myself. I can control three people, I am very lucky to know this trick, only one other person knew this, but were not of wizard blood to be able to do this.
And this curse? Oh yes I have forgotten. The pain haunts me every day, yet some how I have forgotten. When the white wizard who I shall sorely speak of, did it. I would not join his army to be ruled by him so he cursed me. He took my sight and now I cannot see. A wizard is very week with out its sight and so I must stay in my bed, where I won't have to move. Humans maybe able to live life with out sight but wizards loose balance and sense of time and place so I lay alone, so I can use my magic to control others, though I wish I could explain myself to the ones who fight us.
The curse seems simple but yet is much copulated. There is a blind fold the colour of the wizard which has been cursed. If the wizard who tied it around you was of higher power then only that wizard or a wizard of the same or higher power can take it off. If one was placed on a wizard of the same power as the other there would be no affect. To remove the curse the wizard or another wizard of the same or higher power would simply untie the knot in the back. I could never remove it myself so forever I shall lie in my bed. He won't help me unless I surrender myself and my army in which I rule to him. But that will never happen. I must forever lay as if in peace with out a strand of hope to see with my own eyes again.
Though there was one close to the power of the white, Gandalf it was. He was so nice to me, because he was so much more powerful than me. Though I'm sure he'd have been nice anyway. He was just that kind of person. No, he cannot help me now; it has long been since he perished from my mind. He fell into darkness and they say he died that day, though I'm not so sure. He was a grey wizard and though not as powerful as the white, he was closest to white. I had such faith for him to save me, but now it's all gone. When I was cursed I couldn't sense very far away, so if he still lives I cannot know, so in my soul he must lay dead so my hopes don't bring me down. I thought I sensed him lately but it was too powerful to be him, it was a white wizard and so must have been the evil one.
And again I sense the white wizard, but he must be battling near by, because I have a hold on my people they are no use to him, unless I surrender. Many times I thought of surrounding but Gandalf wouldn't want that. He ruled no people himself but he should have. I would have gladly given him my thrown because he deserved it more than I did. And he knew it. He could also read my mind, though all the wizards were stronger than me, and they all could, I knew he didn't unless it was important. And it was nice but he didn't want my kingdom, he loved the people to much to control them.
'With people to look after, I cannot explore and help the many in need. What if they needed me and I had to look after your kingdom? And that's what it is, your kingdom. You deserve it more than anyone. You are a great queen, and shall always be.' I'll always remember that. They were among the last words he spoke to me before he left. I knew he had to go. And I would feel guilty if it was I who kept him here. He asked if I needed him to stay, but I had to let him go, he needed to help.
He left and I never saw him again. I know his friends grieved for him very much, but they didn't know him, not like I did. He had been such a good friend to me for hundreds and hundreds of years. He knew me and I knew him very well. He had even saved me many times from death. With out Gandalf, well it doesn't matter, he's not here anymore and it's my fault. But I can't beat my self up about it. I even feel like he is one of the people fighting in my war right now. But it's all an illusion. I can sense and elf, dwarf and a human. There's also someone else, I thought he was Gandalf many times but I feel it's only my mind playing tricks on me. And there might not even be another person at all.
But now I feel like seeing the action. I must get one of my people to try to convince them I'm on there side. But who will I choose? A great warrior I need to be even with the one, Aragorn. I know Senther son of Maxten. He's a good fighter. I shall posses him body, NOW!
******** With the body of Senther but the mind of the Blue wizard********
Clang! Clang! The swords hit each other with such force to knock most off there feet. But not these warriors. Clang! Clang! There almost at the same skill levels. Clang! Aragorn hits to the left. Clang! Senther defends at the left. Clang! Clang! Clang! Shot for shot they match each other. Each hit, each missed shot everything equally. They fight as Senther tried to talk to Aragorn with no luck.
Threw Senther, the blue wizard speaks, "We are fighting for the same thing." He swung but Aragorn jumped and turned to get a better shot. "You socialize with orcs and there for you are on the evil side," Aragorn yelled at him over the noise. A hit, but did nothing as was blocked by a piece of armor. "We do not socialize with orcs," He swung to Aragorn's left but Aragorn blocked with his sword.
"We fight no one, we are too weak to beat the orcs but we are not on there side," Senther tried to convince Aragorn. Another swing to his left was blocked with his sword. Unnoticed by any, it started to darken, and rain began to fall. "We fight for our queen, to protect her. She has been cursed," The blue wizard said, trying to make her look good. Aragorn stopped, still with sword in air. Senther, controlled by the blue wizard also stooped, still ready with sword. "Your queen is cursed?" Aragorn asked, not moving.
"Yes, our beloved queen, who is the fairest women among the land, has been cursed by a wizard," Senther controlled by the blue wizard still was trying to make her seem like the greatest person on earth. Aragorn put his sword down. Then he waited. But Senther put his sword down as well. "You could have attacked me," Aragorn started, "But you didn't, you really are on our side." "Yes." "Then my company and I must see your queen," Aragorn put his sword away, but Senther put his back up in defense. "No, you cannot see her, she has been cursed, but wishes not to be seen by any, I'm sorry," Senther paused again, But he then also put his sword away. I'm sorry if that offended you but it is against her wishes be seen in her condition."
Aragorn nodded. "I may be able to help," Aragorn was speaking of course of the wizard in his group that they were unaware of. The battle around them continued. The Rohan men and his three fought well. They were the only two not fighting. No one seemed to notice them, though. They weren't aware they were both on the same team. But Aragorn didn't want to tell them. He trusted the one man, but could he be lying?
A/N: What happens next? Find out on the next chapter of blue and white curses! Please review, there's a little button to the bottom left of your screen, press it, type in what you think and send to me, also you can email me what you think about my f/f. thank you very much for taking precious time of your wonderful life to read my story!