Eärlindë Galathil
By: Writes with Block
***
Disclaimer:
Pippin: She doesn't own us.
Aragorn: If she did I'd be scared.
Jo (thats my real name): How come? You're my favorite. I'd never let anything happen to you.
Legolas: What about me?
Jo: I'd be scared too. Rabid fan girls would attack me in the night.
Haldir: I'm not complaining. You all ready saved me.
Gandalf: And me?
Jo: Can you turn me into a toad?
Gandalf: *grin*
Jo: Yeah I'd save you. And Merry and Pip too. Cause Pip is too damn cute to let anything happen to him.
Boromir: What about me?
Jo: I would cause Shawn would kill me if I didn't but this fic and the other one started after you died.
Boromir: Write one where I live?
Jo: Naiome asked me to do that awhile back but I haven't been writing it. I do have the first chapter. I think I'll post it later. WHHHHHEEEE!!!!!!
Aragorn: Didn't she say she was going to be serious?
Jo: On with the show!!!!
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Author's Notes: Ha ha! My second LOTR fic. And this is a serious one. Oh ah! Serious. I don't have to be serious. The fic does. While this is going to be a drama there will be bits of humor scattered about. I love humor. Lets see what everyone thinks of my more serious writing. And this fic will center around an original character and Aragorn cause I love him the most.
Chapter One
"The halls are old and full of dust but the walls are sound," Legolas observed, studying Helm's Deep as they walked through it.
"The fortress will hold," Aragorn replied. "It must or there will be no hope for any of us."
Legolas nodded his head silently. "We will need more weapons then we have at hand."
"There are many stored here. They are being brought to the surface as we speak."
Legolas's head suddenly whipped around. "There is a disturbance in the fortress. Many people are shouting. They have found someone alive in one of the story rooms. It is an enemy!"
Legolas and Aragorn took off running. There was a great mass of people standing around a corner of the fortress. They were shouting and yelling. Fear ran rampant among them. Many were throwing stones at something that neither Aragorn nor Legolas could see.
A sharp cry of pain rose from the crowd.
"What is happening here?" Legolas demanded.
The crowd turned and parted, murmuring among themselves.
"What have you been doing?" Legolas asked when no one answered his first question. "What did you find?"
"A werewolf," someone answered.
"Werewolf?" Legolas repeated, looking in confusion to Aragorn. "They have been said to roam in Mordor. Could it be a spy of the enemy?"
"I do not know," Aragorn answered. He walked farther into the crowd and it parted silently for him. Crouched in the corner was the small, shaking form of a child. "On your feet," Aragorn said, pulling the form to its feet.
To his surprise it was a girl. A very young girl. Light gray hair spilled down her back in a long ponytail. Pointed dog ears of the same color peeked out from her mass of hair. Her face was bruised and bleeding. She jerked herself away from Aragorn, crouching back into her corner with a soft growl.
"Kill it," one of the Rohan warriors urged. "It is a servant of the enemy! A werewolf!" His cry was meet by agreement.
"Quiet!" Aragorn demanded. Then he turned back to the girl. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice calm.
The girl did not answer.
"Are you indeed a werewolf? Come here. Let me see your teeth." The girl did not move and Aragorn dragged her to her feet. He tilted her head back and forced her mouth open. Her canine teeth were long and sharp. "You are. What are you doing here?"
"Are you a spy?" Legolas demanded. "Speak true!"
"I'm no spy you stupid elf," the girl spat. "I live here. I have for many years."
"You live here?" Aragorn asked. "Why?"
"It is quiet and empty. The only living thing for leagues is myself." Her upper lip curled into a snarl. "Then you Ridder folk come here and pelt me with stones."
"Get out of here you filthy beast!" the Rohan warrior shouted.
"I live here! You only come with your tail between your legs!"
"Damnable half dog!" the Rohan warrior roared and pulled the wolf girl off her feet.
"Kill her!" the crowd demanded.
The Rohan warrior raised his arm high above his head and brought the girl crashing down into the stone.
"Enough!" Aragorn roared. He caught the soldier's arm and pulled the girl from him. "Begone all of you! She is no enemy! She is only a child!"
"She is the enemy!"
"Leave this girl be or I will be the one you answer to!" Aragorn held the girl behind him until the crowd had despised. "Now, young one," he said, turning to her when the crowd had disappeared. "I am Aragorn son of Arathorn. This is my friend Legolas of the Woodland Realm. What is your name?"
"L-Lessien Séregon," she mumbled uncertainly and then bowed deeply. "I will be by your side for the rest of my life as your servant. I swear it."
"I would much rather have friends at my side than a servant," Aragorn answered.
Lessien stared up at him, uncertain and surprised. Then she gave him a sweet, shy smile, peering at him from the corner of her eyes.
"Come Lessien. I will bandage your face."
"Yes my Lord," Lessien whispered and hurried to his side.
***********
Jo: Hey, I think that turned out pretty good. Only took me a about half an hour to write.
Gandalf: Thirty minutes? There's five minutes worth of writing in there.
Jo: I was distracted.
Aragorn: By what?
Jo: The Princess Bride is on TV.
All: *sweat drop*
Jo: INCONCIEVABLE!!!
Well, thats the first chapter. Wrote it allot sooner than I had originally planned but I knew it was going to be really short so I decided to do it right now. I love the Princess Bride. Its such a good movie. So freakin cute! *Jo is a closet hopeless romantic* Oi, review and tell me what you think or a plague upon your house!
Buttercup: Westley, what about the R.O.U.S.'s?
Westley: Rodents Of Unusual Size? I don't think they exist.
[Immediately, an R.O.U.S. attacks him]
By: Writes with Block
***
Disclaimer:
Pippin: She doesn't own us.
Aragorn: If she did I'd be scared.
Jo (thats my real name): How come? You're my favorite. I'd never let anything happen to you.
Legolas: What about me?
Jo: I'd be scared too. Rabid fan girls would attack me in the night.
Haldir: I'm not complaining. You all ready saved me.
Gandalf: And me?
Jo: Can you turn me into a toad?
Gandalf: *grin*
Jo: Yeah I'd save you. And Merry and Pip too. Cause Pip is too damn cute to let anything happen to him.
Boromir: What about me?
Jo: I would cause Shawn would kill me if I didn't but this fic and the other one started after you died.
Boromir: Write one where I live?
Jo: Naiome asked me to do that awhile back but I haven't been writing it. I do have the first chapter. I think I'll post it later. WHHHHHEEEE!!!!!!
Aragorn: Didn't she say she was going to be serious?
Jo: On with the show!!!!
***
Author's Notes: Ha ha! My second LOTR fic. And this is a serious one. Oh ah! Serious. I don't have to be serious. The fic does. While this is going to be a drama there will be bits of humor scattered about. I love humor. Lets see what everyone thinks of my more serious writing. And this fic will center around an original character and Aragorn cause I love him the most.
Chapter One
"The halls are old and full of dust but the walls are sound," Legolas observed, studying Helm's Deep as they walked through it.
"The fortress will hold," Aragorn replied. "It must or there will be no hope for any of us."
Legolas nodded his head silently. "We will need more weapons then we have at hand."
"There are many stored here. They are being brought to the surface as we speak."
Legolas's head suddenly whipped around. "There is a disturbance in the fortress. Many people are shouting. They have found someone alive in one of the story rooms. It is an enemy!"
Legolas and Aragorn took off running. There was a great mass of people standing around a corner of the fortress. They were shouting and yelling. Fear ran rampant among them. Many were throwing stones at something that neither Aragorn nor Legolas could see.
A sharp cry of pain rose from the crowd.
"What is happening here?" Legolas demanded.
The crowd turned and parted, murmuring among themselves.
"What have you been doing?" Legolas asked when no one answered his first question. "What did you find?"
"A werewolf," someone answered.
"Werewolf?" Legolas repeated, looking in confusion to Aragorn. "They have been said to roam in Mordor. Could it be a spy of the enemy?"
"I do not know," Aragorn answered. He walked farther into the crowd and it parted silently for him. Crouched in the corner was the small, shaking form of a child. "On your feet," Aragorn said, pulling the form to its feet.
To his surprise it was a girl. A very young girl. Light gray hair spilled down her back in a long ponytail. Pointed dog ears of the same color peeked out from her mass of hair. Her face was bruised and bleeding. She jerked herself away from Aragorn, crouching back into her corner with a soft growl.
"Kill it," one of the Rohan warriors urged. "It is a servant of the enemy! A werewolf!" His cry was meet by agreement.
"Quiet!" Aragorn demanded. Then he turned back to the girl. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice calm.
The girl did not answer.
"Are you indeed a werewolf? Come here. Let me see your teeth." The girl did not move and Aragorn dragged her to her feet. He tilted her head back and forced her mouth open. Her canine teeth were long and sharp. "You are. What are you doing here?"
"Are you a spy?" Legolas demanded. "Speak true!"
"I'm no spy you stupid elf," the girl spat. "I live here. I have for many years."
"You live here?" Aragorn asked. "Why?"
"It is quiet and empty. The only living thing for leagues is myself." Her upper lip curled into a snarl. "Then you Ridder folk come here and pelt me with stones."
"Get out of here you filthy beast!" the Rohan warrior shouted.
"I live here! You only come with your tail between your legs!"
"Damnable half dog!" the Rohan warrior roared and pulled the wolf girl off her feet.
"Kill her!" the crowd demanded.
The Rohan warrior raised his arm high above his head and brought the girl crashing down into the stone.
"Enough!" Aragorn roared. He caught the soldier's arm and pulled the girl from him. "Begone all of you! She is no enemy! She is only a child!"
"She is the enemy!"
"Leave this girl be or I will be the one you answer to!" Aragorn held the girl behind him until the crowd had despised. "Now, young one," he said, turning to her when the crowd had disappeared. "I am Aragorn son of Arathorn. This is my friend Legolas of the Woodland Realm. What is your name?"
"L-Lessien Séregon," she mumbled uncertainly and then bowed deeply. "I will be by your side for the rest of my life as your servant. I swear it."
"I would much rather have friends at my side than a servant," Aragorn answered.
Lessien stared up at him, uncertain and surprised. Then she gave him a sweet, shy smile, peering at him from the corner of her eyes.
"Come Lessien. I will bandage your face."
"Yes my Lord," Lessien whispered and hurried to his side.
***********
Jo: Hey, I think that turned out pretty good. Only took me a about half an hour to write.
Gandalf: Thirty minutes? There's five minutes worth of writing in there.
Jo: I was distracted.
Aragorn: By what?
Jo: The Princess Bride is on TV.
All: *sweat drop*
Jo: INCONCIEVABLE!!!
Well, thats the first chapter. Wrote it allot sooner than I had originally planned but I knew it was going to be really short so I decided to do it right now. I love the Princess Bride. Its such a good movie. So freakin cute! *Jo is a closet hopeless romantic* Oi, review and tell me what you think or a plague upon your house!
Buttercup: Westley, what about the R.O.U.S.'s?
Westley: Rodents Of Unusual Size? I don't think they exist.
[Immediately, an R.O.U.S. attacks him]