OK I'M TRYING A DIFFERENT APPROACH TO THIS LEGGY STORIE!!!! This starts right as they leave the city or whatever. About five minutes away is when this starts. Aragorn gets an impulse to look back to maybe, just maybe, see his lover one last time before he leaves. But he see something else, something none of then expect. Something that will change all of them for better or worse. No not a DID (Damsel in Distress), but probably nothing like you expect. lol sucky summary just continue to read please. ~Verbophobic.
All underlined words are elvish. Pig latin takes to long to type out.
Ok i got a really good laugh at a part in this story. i didn't know what to call what she was so i said i was going to cll her a BLARG. i did for a while, till i went threw and re read this and couldn't stop laughing at the stupidness. so i changed it, real good laugh though. And people i haven't read the books at all or seen the movies in about a year or so, so any help in any way would be greatly appreciated.
Disclaimer shit got it right....no i don't let me steal one from my failed Leggy story; brb... ah here it is! disclaimer-don't own anything except my laptop and her,... hell i don't even own the computer, the school does.
Aragon looked back towards the city that held his lover. Although he knew he wouldn't see her, she probably could see him. Not intending to actually see anything he was quite surprised to see a horse bulleting towards them. "Legolas look someone approaches! Who is it?" Seeing the elf looking he went back to looking.
"It's Lord Elrond!" The language of man was used for everyones benefit. "His guards are behind him a bit. He slows, he- he wants us to wait a bit." And of course they waited. Aragorn patient the other man (Boramire) not so much. All hobbits looking uncomfortable on the big horses. The dwarf in front of Legolas shifting and grumbling obscenity. And the wizard looked knowing, of coarse he would be know, some how he always knew what was happening. When the lord was close enough for all to hear Legolas spoke. "What seems to be the problem My Lord?"
"No, no problem just- just a precaution. Giving you guys something uncontrollably powerful." He motioned to a serious looking guard. "Do not mistake her for anything innocent. Gandolf can explain later." The guard turned the horse. And there sat a girl that looked like she was comfortable. Her black hair fell in waves dow to her waist. She looked too short to be an elf, but had pointed ears. A pale skin tone completely contrasted with the dark cloths she wore. "She goes by Jordan." Opening one eye she looked at everybody taking them in. Not saying one word she closed her eye again.
Another guard grabbed the chain that was connected to the collar on her neck. Giving a slight tug she re-opened her eye, seeing who it was she closed her eye and didn't do anything. Cursing the guard gave a strong tug and still she didn't budge. "Jordan, get off the horse" Lord Elrond said. Still being quiet she slid off the horse.
Her arms were chained crossing her chest. Hands rested on her shoulders, the actual chain crossed in the back and went to the front. It wrapped around her waist several times before each chain wrapped around each leg. The chain locked around the ankles then connected the the other. Meeting in the middle it goes back up to her neck and lock to her collar. Looking indifferent the girl kept her eyes closed as if this was the normal way to look, like chains were normal. "Guard give her to Legolas. Gimli i suggest you ride with Aragorn, She has a dislike towards dwarfs."
He obliged. "Jordan listen carefully. That is Legolas, I'm giving you to him." She only grunted. "He is your owner now. She won't listen unless i give 'ownership' of her over." He told Legolas. "She hardly likes any race. But elves seem to always be her favorite."
"What is the meaning of this Lord?" Legolas asked sharply.
"She will help you survive. There are rules tough, she will tell you most of them when she is ready a few I am aloud to tell you, others i can. That is a rule. Don't say anything yet. Listen first."
"1)Don't tell every rule. only rules 1-7
2)Don't touch the collar.
3)No taking the chains off unless to fight. Or unless she says otherwise.
4)One owner only
5)Each owner at least 2 months.
6)Touch in anyway that she doesn't want, you die.
and
7)It's Jordan not Milady."
"Her rules not mine but she will help you guys a lot on this quest. She wa-" A growl cut him off. "Legolas just accept, please."
"Fine." The other elf looked as troubled as Legolas. Jordan started to walk to him. The guard tossed the chain as close to Legolas as possible. But it didn't reach, she continued to walk anyway. "What are we to do about her? Oh." He realized why Gimli had to move onto Aragorns horse. Reaching down he pulled the girl up on to the back of his horse like how she was on the guards horse. "Is there anything else Elrond?"
moving in so only Legolas could hear "Don't ever 'give' her away unless she asks. She has been 'given' too many times. She requested to go, and to go she must have an 'owner' that is why i 'gave' her to you. She will explain when she is ready." And with that the lord elf left.
"Odd, Gandolf?" The hobbit Frodo inquired.
"Do you want me to explain Jordan?" A slight nod that was almost invisible. "Her race is unknown. But from what i understand she is loyal to only who she wants and her owner. She won't listen unless you are announced as her owner."
"Why?" The ever curious Pippin asked.
"I don't really know Pippin. Only Elrond knew, and he said he wouldn't tell because he won't break the rules." Gandolf muttered.
"So Milady Jordan, how long have you known Lord Elrond?" Merry asked. Getting no reply he continued to try and drill an answer out of her. "Ok you win. I give up Milady. Sorry to bother you."
"Jordan. No Milady, just Jordan." Was all the girl said before closing her eyes and looking like before. Except this time, she had a slight smirk on her face.
Merry gasped. "She speaks!"
"Well why wouldn't she Merry? You were being annoying so she wasn't going to answer you. Right Milady?" Pippin pipped up. with no answer he grunted and let the conversation die, but Merry had other ideas.
"Is he right Jordan?" Merry asked.
"No he isn't. It is because, like Elrond said, my name is Jordan not Milady. Rule 7."