Disclaimer: I believe that anyone who is actually going to read this story
has heard this before. I don't own anything that Tolkien made up but I do
own Vanessa, Tiffany, Allison, Nicole, Cassandra, Falynn, Luinëthôniel, and
Juno. Also, I don't own the lyrics to any of the songs that may pop up in
here.
This is my first attempt at writing a fan fic, so pleeeeeaaaaaaaaaase review after reading this. I want to know what you think. Well, here it goes.
For the Love of an Elf
Chapter 1:The Arrival of Luthien
"In place of a dark lord you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Treacherous as the sea! Stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!" Vanessa shouted to the audience that consisted of her three friends Tiffany, Allison, and Nicole, and her parents. The four friends were all dressed up in Lord of the Rings garb for Halloween. Who cared if they were all eighteen? It was still fun to dress up even if they weren't going to trick-or-treat anymore. Allison, having long, brown hair had decided to be the Lady Arwen. Tiffany was dressed up as Aragorn. Nicole dressed up in Hobbit-fashion and said that she was Rose Cotton because she was the shortest of them. Vanessa had decided not to play any character. She was simply an Elf maiden. She was certainly tall enough to be an Elf at six feet and two inches with flowing dark blonde hair that stopped just below her waste. All she needed was a pair of adhesive Elf ears and Vanessa was ready to go.
Instead of handing out candy this year, the four of them were going to read through the play that they had written based on The Fellowship of the Ring. Galadriel was one of the many rolls that Vanessa had taken to read. Now they were doing the scene where Sam and Frodo look into Galadriel's mirror for her parents.
"You're doing great girls. Maybe you can have that play copyrighted some day", Vanessa's father commented as he clapped.
"And it smells like the soup is ready, so you girls can take your dinners downstairs to the basement and watch that Lord of the Rings movie of yours"
With that they all grabbed bowls of tomato soup and headed for the basement. Nicole, Tiffany, Vanessa, and Allison had their own little LOTR fan group. They all got together every weekend to watch the fellowship. Because this particular weekend was Halloween, they got dress up for it and everything. These girls weren't just obsessed with the hot Elves in LOTR movies. They all loved everything that was Tolkien. All of the girls were "scholars" in Middle Earth geography, history, language, and culture. They had even learned how to horse back ride, sword fight, and shoot a bow just so they could be like the characters.
At the moment the movie was at the inn in Bree when the hobbits meet Strider. Allison was leaning against the screen, saying in a delirious voice, "Oh great Numenorien, Aragorn. You are so friggin hot! Forget those stupid hobbits and come make out with me."
"The hobbits aren't stupid", Nicole shot back at her. "Frodo is way hotter than Aragorn could ever hope to be."
"Is not"!
"Is so"!
After a long exchange of is not and is so the movie had reached the council of Elrond.
"I think you're both wrong", Vanessa put in. " Legolas is the hottest of them all"
"No," Tiffany interjected. " Boromir is better."
"But he tried to take the ring from Frodo", Nicole argued.
"Okay. We all have our own ideas on who is the hottest. Now don't you guys think that it's time for the ritual"? At this, the others stopped arguing and ran to get the materials needed for the ritual. The ritual was something that they did every weekend during the movie. They gathered in a circle to worship Tolkien. They all realized that their ritual was totally stupid but they performed it anyway.
By the time they were all back in the room Gandalf was falling from the bridge of Khazad-dum. The four of them gathered in a circle and Vanessa produced a lighted candle and placed it the center of the circle. Then Nicole placed a copy of The Hobbit in front of her. Next Tiffany placed a copy of The Fellowship of the Ring in front of her. After that Allison placed a copy of The Two Towers in front of her. Last of all, Vanessa brought forth a copy of The Return of the King and laid it in front of her. Then they all joined hands and began to chant incoherently until their voices, rising as one, were shouting the words, "MIDDLE EARTH! MIDDLE EARTH!" As they fell silent Nicole began to intone the words of the old poem.
Three rings for the elven kings under the sky
Seven for the Dwarf lords in their halls of stone
At this point, Tiffany took over.
Nine for mortal men doomed to die
One for the dark lord on his dark throne
Then Allison spoke.
In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie
Finally, Vanessa took her turn.
One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie
Then Vanessa spoke again. "Oh J.R.R. Tolkien, great god of fantasy and adventure", she intoned. "In these books, you have granted us a gift beyond all measure in wealth and power. We pray that we may one day gaze upon your Middle-Earth and have all of our desires granted in this". Vanessa was beginning to find it hard not to laugh but she kept going. "Now, my sisters, let us sing in praise."
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began
Now far ahead the road has gone
And I must follow if I can
Pursuing it with weary feet
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet
And whither then I cannot say.
As the song ended, Vanessa suddenly felt a strange rushing sound in her ears and the world dropped away into a blinding swirl of light and color. Vanessa felt the wind rushing past her and the world spinning around her. Only then did she think to scream.
But just as suddenly as the drop had begun, Vanessa hit the ground and it stopped. The only thing that she saw before passing out were dozens of trees over her head.
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"Strider come quick! I've found something!"
"What is it Merry?" the ranger asked as he came up beside the young hobbit.
"She looks like an Elf", Sam Gamgee said as he and Pippin came to join their two friends.
"No, this girl is not an Elf", Glorfindel told them while bending over her to check for injuries.
"But look at her ears. How can she not be an Elf?" Pippin asked.
"Maybe you are wrong Glorfindel", Legolas suggested. " She seems to have an Elvish feeling about her." (A/N I know that Legolas didn't meet Strider and the hobbits until they reached Rivendell, but I'm saying that he met them at the fords of Bruinen)
"I know that Legolas, but this girl also seems to have the doom of men upon her."
"But who is she and where did she come from?" Merry asked the two Elves.
"Come now, the black riders are gone and Frodo is safe for the moment. My horse is carrying him to Rivendell as we speak. We must get her there for healing and then maybe Lord Elrond will be able to identify her origin."
As Legolas knelt to pick up the maiden he began to feel the mortality that was upon her. At that moment Vanessa's eyes snapped open. She jumped free of the Elf's arms and held up her arms defensively. Then she realized who she was looking at. She stared at them all in shock and she mouthed the words, " Aragorn, Legolas, Sam". "Where am I?" Vanessa whispered in a terrified voice.
"We are just outside the boarders of Rivendell, my Lady. We have just had a narrow scrape with some servants of the dark tower." Glorfindel calmly explained to her.
"Now if you will allow us to escort you, my Lady, we will take you to Rivendell. You may ride my horse." Legolas offered.
Vanessa was in awe. She was really in Middle Earth! But why were they calling her Lady? Then she looked down and realized that she was still dressed in her Halloween costume, a simple sleeveless, floor-length gown made of lavender silk. She also noticed that her fake Elf ears had become a real part of her ears.
"What is your name, Lady?" Strider asked her.
Now Vanessa was starting to panic. She couldn't very well tell them her real name. "I....I do not know. I cannot remember. I can't remember anything", Vanessa said, trying to put fear and sorrow into her voice.
"You have suffered greatly if you cannot even remember your own name." Legolas said, his voice full of pity. "But do not worry. You may yet be healed when we arrive in Rivendell." With that, the Elf prince helped her onto his horse. "Do you not wish to ride side- saddle, my Lady?" one of his guards asked her.
"No, thank you, kind sir. I will be fine." It was much easier to talk like a Middle Earth inhabitant than she had originally thought. After getting over the initial shock of what had happened to her, Vanessa began to stare down at Legolas who was walking beside the horse and leading it across the fords. He looked fine on television but nothing compared to actually seeing the hot elf up close and in person. A little further down the road Vanessa laid her head down on the horse's neck and pretended to sleep. Maybe she could find out what her new companions thought of her.
"Who do you think she is, Legolas?" Strider asked him.
"I have no idea, but there is something strange about her that I just can't figure out. She is not an Elf and yet she is not quite mortal either. I wonder where she came from?"
"No clues there either. It was the hobbit Merry that found her lying in the woods after the nazgul vanished. I searched but there was no sign of her having walked or ridden to that spot where she lay. It was as if she had fallen there from out of the sky. You do not think that she could be something that the enemy has conjured do you Legolas?"
"No, I do not believe that is the case. She is far to real for that."
" I think that we should be wary all the same. Maidens such as this do not walk the forest alone. There is something about her that I don't trust."
Legolas, on the other hand, had trusted her right away. From the moment he had laid eyes on her, sleeping peacefully beneath the trees, he had wanted to help her. The girl had stirred something deep within him, though he knew not what. However, he did know that he had never felt anything like it before.
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As evening was falling the small company arrived in Rivendell. Glorfindel immediatley went to tell Elrond's sons, Elrohir and Eladdan, about the crossing of the fords. Strider and the three hobbits were lead to rooms of their own. Meanwhile Legolas and his two guards, Thangoruil and Ithilinen, presented the sleeping Vanessa to Elrond.
"A very strange maiden, and you have no idea who she is or where she came from?" Elrond asked them.
"No, we just found her in the forest." Ithilinen replied.
"She awoke once but she claimed that she remembered nothing before falling asleep again." Thangoruil told him.
"And you believe her story, Prince Legolas?"
"Yes Lord Elrond, I find that I do."
"Very well, you may take her up to your own chambers. We have no room for her elsewhere. She does not need to be heeled, I can see that already. Memory is not something that can be recalled by a spell or a potion. There is nothing that I can do for her."
"Yes my Lord." With that, Legolas took leave of Thangoruil and Ithilinen and he carried the sleeping maiden to his chambers and laid her down on the bed. He sat by her side all night, feeling that he could not rest until she had awoken. "What happened to you? Where have you come from?" he whispered to no one in particular.
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This is my first attempt at writing a fan fic, so pleeeeeaaaaaaaaaase review after reading this. I want to know what you think. Well, here it goes.
For the Love of an Elf
Chapter 1:The Arrival of Luthien
"In place of a dark lord you would have a queen, not dark but beautiful and terrible as the dawn! Treacherous as the sea! Stronger than the foundations of the earth! All shall love me and despair!" Vanessa shouted to the audience that consisted of her three friends Tiffany, Allison, and Nicole, and her parents. The four friends were all dressed up in Lord of the Rings garb for Halloween. Who cared if they were all eighteen? It was still fun to dress up even if they weren't going to trick-or-treat anymore. Allison, having long, brown hair had decided to be the Lady Arwen. Tiffany was dressed up as Aragorn. Nicole dressed up in Hobbit-fashion and said that she was Rose Cotton because she was the shortest of them. Vanessa had decided not to play any character. She was simply an Elf maiden. She was certainly tall enough to be an Elf at six feet and two inches with flowing dark blonde hair that stopped just below her waste. All she needed was a pair of adhesive Elf ears and Vanessa was ready to go.
Instead of handing out candy this year, the four of them were going to read through the play that they had written based on The Fellowship of the Ring. Galadriel was one of the many rolls that Vanessa had taken to read. Now they were doing the scene where Sam and Frodo look into Galadriel's mirror for her parents.
"You're doing great girls. Maybe you can have that play copyrighted some day", Vanessa's father commented as he clapped.
"And it smells like the soup is ready, so you girls can take your dinners downstairs to the basement and watch that Lord of the Rings movie of yours"
With that they all grabbed bowls of tomato soup and headed for the basement. Nicole, Tiffany, Vanessa, and Allison had their own little LOTR fan group. They all got together every weekend to watch the fellowship. Because this particular weekend was Halloween, they got dress up for it and everything. These girls weren't just obsessed with the hot Elves in LOTR movies. They all loved everything that was Tolkien. All of the girls were "scholars" in Middle Earth geography, history, language, and culture. They had even learned how to horse back ride, sword fight, and shoot a bow just so they could be like the characters.
At the moment the movie was at the inn in Bree when the hobbits meet Strider. Allison was leaning against the screen, saying in a delirious voice, "Oh great Numenorien, Aragorn. You are so friggin hot! Forget those stupid hobbits and come make out with me."
"The hobbits aren't stupid", Nicole shot back at her. "Frodo is way hotter than Aragorn could ever hope to be."
"Is not"!
"Is so"!
After a long exchange of is not and is so the movie had reached the council of Elrond.
"I think you're both wrong", Vanessa put in. " Legolas is the hottest of them all"
"No," Tiffany interjected. " Boromir is better."
"But he tried to take the ring from Frodo", Nicole argued.
"Okay. We all have our own ideas on who is the hottest. Now don't you guys think that it's time for the ritual"? At this, the others stopped arguing and ran to get the materials needed for the ritual. The ritual was something that they did every weekend during the movie. They gathered in a circle to worship Tolkien. They all realized that their ritual was totally stupid but they performed it anyway.
By the time they were all back in the room Gandalf was falling from the bridge of Khazad-dum. The four of them gathered in a circle and Vanessa produced a lighted candle and placed it the center of the circle. Then Nicole placed a copy of The Hobbit in front of her. Next Tiffany placed a copy of The Fellowship of the Ring in front of her. After that Allison placed a copy of The Two Towers in front of her. Last of all, Vanessa brought forth a copy of The Return of the King and laid it in front of her. Then they all joined hands and began to chant incoherently until their voices, rising as one, were shouting the words, "MIDDLE EARTH! MIDDLE EARTH!" As they fell silent Nicole began to intone the words of the old poem.
Three rings for the elven kings under the sky
Seven for the Dwarf lords in their halls of stone
At this point, Tiffany took over.
Nine for mortal men doomed to die
One for the dark lord on his dark throne
Then Allison spoke.
In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie
Finally, Vanessa took her turn.
One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them
One ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie
Then Vanessa spoke again. "Oh J.R.R. Tolkien, great god of fantasy and adventure", she intoned. "In these books, you have granted us a gift beyond all measure in wealth and power. We pray that we may one day gaze upon your Middle-Earth and have all of our desires granted in this". Vanessa was beginning to find it hard not to laugh but she kept going. "Now, my sisters, let us sing in praise."
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began
Now far ahead the road has gone
And I must follow if I can
Pursuing it with weary feet
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet
And whither then I cannot say.
As the song ended, Vanessa suddenly felt a strange rushing sound in her ears and the world dropped away into a blinding swirl of light and color. Vanessa felt the wind rushing past her and the world spinning around her. Only then did she think to scream.
But just as suddenly as the drop had begun, Vanessa hit the ground and it stopped. The only thing that she saw before passing out were dozens of trees over her head.
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"Strider come quick! I've found something!"
"What is it Merry?" the ranger asked as he came up beside the young hobbit.
"She looks like an Elf", Sam Gamgee said as he and Pippin came to join their two friends.
"No, this girl is not an Elf", Glorfindel told them while bending over her to check for injuries.
"But look at her ears. How can she not be an Elf?" Pippin asked.
"Maybe you are wrong Glorfindel", Legolas suggested. " She seems to have an Elvish feeling about her." (A/N I know that Legolas didn't meet Strider and the hobbits until they reached Rivendell, but I'm saying that he met them at the fords of Bruinen)
"I know that Legolas, but this girl also seems to have the doom of men upon her."
"But who is she and where did she come from?" Merry asked the two Elves.
"Come now, the black riders are gone and Frodo is safe for the moment. My horse is carrying him to Rivendell as we speak. We must get her there for healing and then maybe Lord Elrond will be able to identify her origin."
As Legolas knelt to pick up the maiden he began to feel the mortality that was upon her. At that moment Vanessa's eyes snapped open. She jumped free of the Elf's arms and held up her arms defensively. Then she realized who she was looking at. She stared at them all in shock and she mouthed the words, " Aragorn, Legolas, Sam". "Where am I?" Vanessa whispered in a terrified voice.
"We are just outside the boarders of Rivendell, my Lady. We have just had a narrow scrape with some servants of the dark tower." Glorfindel calmly explained to her.
"Now if you will allow us to escort you, my Lady, we will take you to Rivendell. You may ride my horse." Legolas offered.
Vanessa was in awe. She was really in Middle Earth! But why were they calling her Lady? Then she looked down and realized that she was still dressed in her Halloween costume, a simple sleeveless, floor-length gown made of lavender silk. She also noticed that her fake Elf ears had become a real part of her ears.
"What is your name, Lady?" Strider asked her.
Now Vanessa was starting to panic. She couldn't very well tell them her real name. "I....I do not know. I cannot remember. I can't remember anything", Vanessa said, trying to put fear and sorrow into her voice.
"You have suffered greatly if you cannot even remember your own name." Legolas said, his voice full of pity. "But do not worry. You may yet be healed when we arrive in Rivendell." With that, the Elf prince helped her onto his horse. "Do you not wish to ride side- saddle, my Lady?" one of his guards asked her.
"No, thank you, kind sir. I will be fine." It was much easier to talk like a Middle Earth inhabitant than she had originally thought. After getting over the initial shock of what had happened to her, Vanessa began to stare down at Legolas who was walking beside the horse and leading it across the fords. He looked fine on television but nothing compared to actually seeing the hot elf up close and in person. A little further down the road Vanessa laid her head down on the horse's neck and pretended to sleep. Maybe she could find out what her new companions thought of her.
"Who do you think she is, Legolas?" Strider asked him.
"I have no idea, but there is something strange about her that I just can't figure out. She is not an Elf and yet she is not quite mortal either. I wonder where she came from?"
"No clues there either. It was the hobbit Merry that found her lying in the woods after the nazgul vanished. I searched but there was no sign of her having walked or ridden to that spot where she lay. It was as if she had fallen there from out of the sky. You do not think that she could be something that the enemy has conjured do you Legolas?"
"No, I do not believe that is the case. She is far to real for that."
" I think that we should be wary all the same. Maidens such as this do not walk the forest alone. There is something about her that I don't trust."
Legolas, on the other hand, had trusted her right away. From the moment he had laid eyes on her, sleeping peacefully beneath the trees, he had wanted to help her. The girl had stirred something deep within him, though he knew not what. However, he did know that he had never felt anything like it before.
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As evening was falling the small company arrived in Rivendell. Glorfindel immediatley went to tell Elrond's sons, Elrohir and Eladdan, about the crossing of the fords. Strider and the three hobbits were lead to rooms of their own. Meanwhile Legolas and his two guards, Thangoruil and Ithilinen, presented the sleeping Vanessa to Elrond.
"A very strange maiden, and you have no idea who she is or where she came from?" Elrond asked them.
"No, we just found her in the forest." Ithilinen replied.
"She awoke once but she claimed that she remembered nothing before falling asleep again." Thangoruil told him.
"And you believe her story, Prince Legolas?"
"Yes Lord Elrond, I find that I do."
"Very well, you may take her up to your own chambers. We have no room for her elsewhere. She does not need to be heeled, I can see that already. Memory is not something that can be recalled by a spell or a potion. There is nothing that I can do for her."
"Yes my Lord." With that, Legolas took leave of Thangoruil and Ithilinen and he carried the sleeping maiden to his chambers and laid her down on the bed. He sat by her side all night, feeling that he could not rest until she had awoken. "What happened to you? Where have you come from?" he whispered to no one in particular.
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