Hi Everyone! This is my first fic..so please...be nice..of course I
welcome constructed criticisms, ideas and suggestions. This will be a
story centered on my fav elf =) along with OC, NOT MARY SUE. Hope you
will like it. Here goes.
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Chapter One, He will return
:: He will return..He will return..::
Voices. Nothing but voices and dark images in her head.
There were people, people standing next to each other, shivering with fear and turmoil. Something was there, something was there keeping them from moving, keeping them from escaping. Thunder and lightning can been seen and heard, it roared loudly against the sky as if trying to mask the screaming of terror from the many women and children. Darkness had embodied them, nothing but black clouds and shadows in the land, the mountains whispers of a nameless fear.
A nameless fear no more.
There he was, there was the thing that kept them from running. A creature, once man as the legend tells, but no more. Covered in a cloak, one close can see the glistening fangs, covered with blood shining brightly showing its eyes. Is it eyes?
A sudden yelp had broken the silence in the halls. A man, had fell, from those many that were standing there. No longer is he stoned, but he will lay unmoving forever. The others gasped, the man that had fell slowly dissolved into dust, and the dust twirled like the wind and into the hood that covered the face.
The hooded creature stood up, tall and mighty he was now, he took off his hood and looked straight into the eyes of the fearful men. Awful screams of terror can be heard, all the faces of the men screwed up, none had heard what the creature had said, for they all one by one dissolved into dust.
Horses. Horses can be heard. Their hoofs thumping boldly against the dusty ground, each carrying their masters. An army has come, two were in the lead, charging into the hallways where innocent blood had been spilled. Both had leaped from their steeds and were standing right in front of the creature.
" You have gone much too far, Mortias!" The taller warrior yelled, unsheathing his long sword which appeared to be elven made. The blade had elvish inscriptions engraved upon it and a little hole on the hilt which seems to be made for something to be attached to it, but whatever it was, it was lost. The shorter warrior had also took out his sword, the same style only a bit smaller and leaner.
" So many innocents you have kill this night, I swear by the Valar I will destroy you! " He snared, anger upon his face, quickly he charged towards the creature and was about to send blade into his chest when another appear out of no where and found its way into the warriors heart.
Pain ripped inside him, he cried with agony as he fell down the steps and onto the cold stone floor unmoving. Blood can be seen spreading across his chest, soaking into the clothing.
" NO! " The taller warrior screamed as he dashed as fast as he could, gently he lifted the warriors head up, and took of his helmet. Long brown hair flowed down his arms, a pair of gray eyes gazed up upon him with pain, under the hair unveiled pointed ears.
He was an elf, and he was a she-elf.
" Melamin."
She choked as blood seethed out her lips, her face was paled and the light within her was fading. The warrior could sense this clearly, he looked deep into her eyes, no longer is there light but pain and agony. He clung onto her tightly, he didn't want to let her go.
" Idril.." He choked out.
She lift her hand and placed her fingers on his lips. " Hush.do not speak Melamin..for my time here is ending." He shook his head stubbornly, she smiled and said, " but yours is not. you must carry on what we have came here for."
" I cannot go through this without you."
Idril looked up into his clear blue eyes, clouded by tears threatening to spill.
" But you will never be alone.." She placed her hands on his heart, " I will always..be here.with you." The last of her life left her lips, she relaxed in the stronghold of her love's arms, and passed on into the Halls of Mandos.
A growling sound suddenly made itself to be heard, Mortias, recovering from the sudden attack upon himself, drawn another sword and pointed it towards the Warrior holding the lifeless body. All the warriors were stoned by the power of the monster, none can move no matter how much they want to help their leader, one had fallen, and yet they have no power to save the other.
The Warrior remained unmoving, as if oblivious to what was behind him.
" An ELF!" he snared. " How dare you cross my lands, if it were not for you foul beings, I would not be like this!"
" And if it were not for you, Idril would not be dead. " A cold voice returned. " This is for all the innocents you killed!" Quicker then the blink of an eye, he turned and stabbed the Mortias in the middle, it screeched and made a horrific sound, causing all the cover their ears. But it did not seem to affect the Warrior, tightly he kept the blade inside Mortias body, with his other hand he grabbed the blade that killed his soul, he said coldy, " And this, is for killing me" He send the dagger into Mortias heart, blood splattered all over his armor but he didn't care less, the creature was dying, he was destroying it. He was ending the life that destroyed Idril's.
Agony filled the creature, the pain was unbearing, but he still had strength to do one last thing. Beneath the hood, there was another weapon, a deadly weapon, something that no one suspected. He pushed the Warrior away from him savagely, sending him flying across the room.
He grinned and snared at those around him, he knew he was dying, he knew this was the end.
" This may be the end of me, but not for my master!!" he screeched and exploded. It was a very nasty sight, for all his remained flew all directions, but before it landed on the floor, it sizzled into dust. Where he was standing, lay a golden ring.
Catherine woke up with a start. She was breathing hard, cold sweat filled her body and her hands were clammy.
" What on earth.."
For the past week, she had been having the same dream over and over again, at first, she didn't really think about it, she was always getting weird dreams. But this time, it was different. It was so vivid, so clear to her, it was as if she had really been there. She had an odd feeling like she was having a Déjà vu.
" Oh lord Cat wake up, I think you've been watching way too much movies lately. " She murmured to herself. Trying to go back to sleep but unsuccessfully she glanced at her clock. It read 5:00AM.
" Agh..might was well get up.." School doesn't start in another two hours. She got up anyway and went on the treadmill for about half an hour or so. Catherine was on the school basketball team and had to keep fit all the time. She wasn't very tall, roughly 5'4, but had good proportions and good posture, so it made her seem taller. By the time she had showered and dressed, it was six forty.
" Cat! Time to go!" Her mom called.
" Coming.." She replied, tossing her things into her backpack she pranced down the stairs and was off to school, forgetting completely of the dream.
Ok Folks! That was the first chapter, I have no idea how it is so please, read and review! Thanks!
Chapter One, He will return
:: He will return..He will return..::
Voices. Nothing but voices and dark images in her head.
There were people, people standing next to each other, shivering with fear and turmoil. Something was there, something was there keeping them from moving, keeping them from escaping. Thunder and lightning can been seen and heard, it roared loudly against the sky as if trying to mask the screaming of terror from the many women and children. Darkness had embodied them, nothing but black clouds and shadows in the land, the mountains whispers of a nameless fear.
A nameless fear no more.
There he was, there was the thing that kept them from running. A creature, once man as the legend tells, but no more. Covered in a cloak, one close can see the glistening fangs, covered with blood shining brightly showing its eyes. Is it eyes?
A sudden yelp had broken the silence in the halls. A man, had fell, from those many that were standing there. No longer is he stoned, but he will lay unmoving forever. The others gasped, the man that had fell slowly dissolved into dust, and the dust twirled like the wind and into the hood that covered the face.
The hooded creature stood up, tall and mighty he was now, he took off his hood and looked straight into the eyes of the fearful men. Awful screams of terror can be heard, all the faces of the men screwed up, none had heard what the creature had said, for they all one by one dissolved into dust.
Horses. Horses can be heard. Their hoofs thumping boldly against the dusty ground, each carrying their masters. An army has come, two were in the lead, charging into the hallways where innocent blood had been spilled. Both had leaped from their steeds and were standing right in front of the creature.
" You have gone much too far, Mortias!" The taller warrior yelled, unsheathing his long sword which appeared to be elven made. The blade had elvish inscriptions engraved upon it and a little hole on the hilt which seems to be made for something to be attached to it, but whatever it was, it was lost. The shorter warrior had also took out his sword, the same style only a bit smaller and leaner.
" So many innocents you have kill this night, I swear by the Valar I will destroy you! " He snared, anger upon his face, quickly he charged towards the creature and was about to send blade into his chest when another appear out of no where and found its way into the warriors heart.
Pain ripped inside him, he cried with agony as he fell down the steps and onto the cold stone floor unmoving. Blood can be seen spreading across his chest, soaking into the clothing.
" NO! " The taller warrior screamed as he dashed as fast as he could, gently he lifted the warriors head up, and took of his helmet. Long brown hair flowed down his arms, a pair of gray eyes gazed up upon him with pain, under the hair unveiled pointed ears.
He was an elf, and he was a she-elf.
" Melamin."
She choked as blood seethed out her lips, her face was paled and the light within her was fading. The warrior could sense this clearly, he looked deep into her eyes, no longer is there light but pain and agony. He clung onto her tightly, he didn't want to let her go.
" Idril.." He choked out.
She lift her hand and placed her fingers on his lips. " Hush.do not speak Melamin..for my time here is ending." He shook his head stubbornly, she smiled and said, " but yours is not. you must carry on what we have came here for."
" I cannot go through this without you."
Idril looked up into his clear blue eyes, clouded by tears threatening to spill.
" But you will never be alone.." She placed her hands on his heart, " I will always..be here.with you." The last of her life left her lips, she relaxed in the stronghold of her love's arms, and passed on into the Halls of Mandos.
A growling sound suddenly made itself to be heard, Mortias, recovering from the sudden attack upon himself, drawn another sword and pointed it towards the Warrior holding the lifeless body. All the warriors were stoned by the power of the monster, none can move no matter how much they want to help their leader, one had fallen, and yet they have no power to save the other.
The Warrior remained unmoving, as if oblivious to what was behind him.
" An ELF!" he snared. " How dare you cross my lands, if it were not for you foul beings, I would not be like this!"
" And if it were not for you, Idril would not be dead. " A cold voice returned. " This is for all the innocents you killed!" Quicker then the blink of an eye, he turned and stabbed the Mortias in the middle, it screeched and made a horrific sound, causing all the cover their ears. But it did not seem to affect the Warrior, tightly he kept the blade inside Mortias body, with his other hand he grabbed the blade that killed his soul, he said coldy, " And this, is for killing me" He send the dagger into Mortias heart, blood splattered all over his armor but he didn't care less, the creature was dying, he was destroying it. He was ending the life that destroyed Idril's.
Agony filled the creature, the pain was unbearing, but he still had strength to do one last thing. Beneath the hood, there was another weapon, a deadly weapon, something that no one suspected. He pushed the Warrior away from him savagely, sending him flying across the room.
He grinned and snared at those around him, he knew he was dying, he knew this was the end.
" This may be the end of me, but not for my master!!" he screeched and exploded. It was a very nasty sight, for all his remained flew all directions, but before it landed on the floor, it sizzled into dust. Where he was standing, lay a golden ring.
Catherine woke up with a start. She was breathing hard, cold sweat filled her body and her hands were clammy.
" What on earth.."
For the past week, she had been having the same dream over and over again, at first, she didn't really think about it, she was always getting weird dreams. But this time, it was different. It was so vivid, so clear to her, it was as if she had really been there. She had an odd feeling like she was having a Déjà vu.
" Oh lord Cat wake up, I think you've been watching way too much movies lately. " She murmured to herself. Trying to go back to sleep but unsuccessfully she glanced at her clock. It read 5:00AM.
" Agh..might was well get up.." School doesn't start in another two hours. She got up anyway and went on the treadmill for about half an hour or so. Catherine was on the school basketball team and had to keep fit all the time. She wasn't very tall, roughly 5'4, but had good proportions and good posture, so it made her seem taller. By the time she had showered and dressed, it was six forty.
" Cat! Time to go!" Her mom called.
" Coming.." She replied, tossing her things into her backpack she pranced down the stairs and was off to school, forgetting completely of the dream.
Ok Folks! That was the first chapter, I have no idea how it is so please, read and review! Thanks!