Disclaimer: I don't own anything. This is Tolkein's world, I just play in
it.
A/N: Okay guys, this is my new story. I have based it on the films and just added a new character. Please review once you have read coz I like to know what people think. Faeren veren; sen narn natha ann.
Legolas rode into Imladris with wonder written on his face. He had been called here for a secret council with Lord Elrond. He dismounted and looked at the sun. Figuring he had a few hours before the council he set off towards the training fields. Wandering down the paths to the training fields he let his mind wander to the council. Why had Elrond called them here? He knew that representatives of each race were coming so that either meant great joy or great evil.
He hoped it wasn't the latter. He found himself at the fields before he knew it and he was faced with a large group of people. They were all clustered around two people fighting, judging by the sounds coming from the middle. He could hear the clash of metal, then the cry of someone who had been injured. Most of the elves drew back away from the pair and Legolas pushed forward to see what was happening. On the ground lay an elf, groaning with pain. Legolas looked at the blood coming from the arm of the elf to the other person standing above him. The person was masked and held a pair of swords that glinted in the sunlight, blood dripping from the end of one. Legolas knelt down next to the injured elf but was pushed aside by the masked person. The person held one of the elf's hands and placed another over the wound.
"Nurnon mellonen" (Sorry my friend) The person whispered then took their hands away and to Legolas" surprise the wound was healed. The other elf stood up and muttered "thank you" then jogged up the path towards the centre of Imladris. By now many of the elves were whispering, the person glared around at them all and they all walked away muttering. Legolas watched with fascination at how this person could heal someone and then glare at everybody. The person had started to walk off, swords firmly held in their hands. Legolas jogged towards them.
"Spar with me?" He asked tentatively. They turned around and looked at him, then took up a fighting stance without saying a word. Legolas drew his twin swords and bowed. The person just nodded their head irritably and tightened their grip on their swords. Then suddenly they darted forward and Legolas only just blocked in time. He swung both swords at the person but they somersaulted forwards over his head and tripped him up from behind. Legolas saw the sword heading for his body and rolled out of the way only to be caught by the other one aimed at his heart. The person stopped with their blade pointing at his heart. Panting slightly Legolas said "Amanton" ( I yield). The person dropped their sword and Legolas relaxed and asked "El man?" (Who are you?).
Instead of answering the question the person said, "You are too easy to beat Legolas", Legolas" face registered shock at his name being used, "but I will take into account that you are rusty." Legolas stood up quickly in rage and had a dagger held at the throat of his opponent before they could stop him. "I gave you a chance. Now tell me, who are you?" He growled into their ear. His opponent batted his dagger away and stood facing him. Slowly they took off their mask until Legolas was faced by,
"But you're an elf-maid! A mere girl!" He said shocked, looking her over. Her face was flushed and she had a bored look on her face that infuriated him. "You shouldn't even be on the sparring fields never mind sparring." He was now pacing around her and she stood there with her arms folded, tapping her foot while he lectured her. Finally she could take no more.
"Why do you think I wear the mask!" She exploded, Legolas flinched. "Elf- maids aren't allowed anywhere near the fields, if Lady Arwen knew! Coming down here I get a release that no amount of embroidery and healing can give me. I wasn't born to be a little elf-maid who did as she was told! I was born to be a warrior! You've seen my skill, haven't I got skill?" She looked to Legolas questioningly, who was now visibly quailing under her rage. He nodded meekly and she carried on. "Nobody understands me here! I don't belong here! I belong with my brother, out in the wild! Not here sewing! I can't stay here any longer, I can do things that I don't understand. You saw me heal that elf, everybody whispering and muttering. I'm not supposed to be here but I don't have anywhere else to go."
At this she slumped down on the ground and started to cry. Legolas knelt next to her but she pushed him away gently, wanting to be by herself. Only when she heard the crash did she look up. Legolas had fallen into a barrel of arrows that was at least ten feet away. She got up quickly and ran over to him. She helped him up, apologising over and over.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know how it happened. See why I don't fit in? I pushed you gently and you flew ten feet. And I can heal people just by touching them!" To her surprise Legolas was laughing. So she dropped him and ran off towards the centre of Imladris, leaving Legolas laughing behind her. Legolas heard the bell to summon the council chime and he jogged up the paths to the meeting, wondering what was going to happen.
A/N: Okay this has to be the longest chapter I ever wrote. 929 words (not including the author's notes or disclaimer). Hope you like it. I will try to update ASAP but I won't promise anything. Please review and I will reply to all reviews!
Thanks Yumi xox
A/N: Okay guys, this is my new story. I have based it on the films and just added a new character. Please review once you have read coz I like to know what people think. Faeren veren; sen narn natha ann.
Legolas rode into Imladris with wonder written on his face. He had been called here for a secret council with Lord Elrond. He dismounted and looked at the sun. Figuring he had a few hours before the council he set off towards the training fields. Wandering down the paths to the training fields he let his mind wander to the council. Why had Elrond called them here? He knew that representatives of each race were coming so that either meant great joy or great evil.
He hoped it wasn't the latter. He found himself at the fields before he knew it and he was faced with a large group of people. They were all clustered around two people fighting, judging by the sounds coming from the middle. He could hear the clash of metal, then the cry of someone who had been injured. Most of the elves drew back away from the pair and Legolas pushed forward to see what was happening. On the ground lay an elf, groaning with pain. Legolas looked at the blood coming from the arm of the elf to the other person standing above him. The person was masked and held a pair of swords that glinted in the sunlight, blood dripping from the end of one. Legolas knelt down next to the injured elf but was pushed aside by the masked person. The person held one of the elf's hands and placed another over the wound.
"Nurnon mellonen" (Sorry my friend) The person whispered then took their hands away and to Legolas" surprise the wound was healed. The other elf stood up and muttered "thank you" then jogged up the path towards the centre of Imladris. By now many of the elves were whispering, the person glared around at them all and they all walked away muttering. Legolas watched with fascination at how this person could heal someone and then glare at everybody. The person had started to walk off, swords firmly held in their hands. Legolas jogged towards them.
"Spar with me?" He asked tentatively. They turned around and looked at him, then took up a fighting stance without saying a word. Legolas drew his twin swords and bowed. The person just nodded their head irritably and tightened their grip on their swords. Then suddenly they darted forward and Legolas only just blocked in time. He swung both swords at the person but they somersaulted forwards over his head and tripped him up from behind. Legolas saw the sword heading for his body and rolled out of the way only to be caught by the other one aimed at his heart. The person stopped with their blade pointing at his heart. Panting slightly Legolas said "Amanton" ( I yield). The person dropped their sword and Legolas relaxed and asked "El man?" (Who are you?).
Instead of answering the question the person said, "You are too easy to beat Legolas", Legolas" face registered shock at his name being used, "but I will take into account that you are rusty." Legolas stood up quickly in rage and had a dagger held at the throat of his opponent before they could stop him. "I gave you a chance. Now tell me, who are you?" He growled into their ear. His opponent batted his dagger away and stood facing him. Slowly they took off their mask until Legolas was faced by,
"But you're an elf-maid! A mere girl!" He said shocked, looking her over. Her face was flushed and she had a bored look on her face that infuriated him. "You shouldn't even be on the sparring fields never mind sparring." He was now pacing around her and she stood there with her arms folded, tapping her foot while he lectured her. Finally she could take no more.
"Why do you think I wear the mask!" She exploded, Legolas flinched. "Elf- maids aren't allowed anywhere near the fields, if Lady Arwen knew! Coming down here I get a release that no amount of embroidery and healing can give me. I wasn't born to be a little elf-maid who did as she was told! I was born to be a warrior! You've seen my skill, haven't I got skill?" She looked to Legolas questioningly, who was now visibly quailing under her rage. He nodded meekly and she carried on. "Nobody understands me here! I don't belong here! I belong with my brother, out in the wild! Not here sewing! I can't stay here any longer, I can do things that I don't understand. You saw me heal that elf, everybody whispering and muttering. I'm not supposed to be here but I don't have anywhere else to go."
At this she slumped down on the ground and started to cry. Legolas knelt next to her but she pushed him away gently, wanting to be by herself. Only when she heard the crash did she look up. Legolas had fallen into a barrel of arrows that was at least ten feet away. She got up quickly and ran over to him. She helped him up, apologising over and over.
"I'm so sorry, I don't know how it happened. See why I don't fit in? I pushed you gently and you flew ten feet. And I can heal people just by touching them!" To her surprise Legolas was laughing. So she dropped him and ran off towards the centre of Imladris, leaving Legolas laughing behind her. Legolas heard the bell to summon the council chime and he jogged up the paths to the meeting, wondering what was going to happen.
A/N: Okay this has to be the longest chapter I ever wrote. 929 words (not including the author's notes or disclaimer). Hope you like it. I will try to update ASAP but I won't promise anything. Please review and I will reply to all reviews!
Thanks Yumi xox
