Legolas and Mena
By lùrëa àra
ok you guys are probly thinking that this is another mary-sue, well in a way it is it fallows the basic theme of girl falls into middle-earth and being some lost royal, but that's about it. My chracter is far from being perfect that well be made really clear though out this whole story and I promise you reads now that she well never join the fellowship. okies now on with my story. please review and tell me your thoughts flames welcome.
Story1
A frightful wind blew that night and rain stormed on an unprotected forest. It was hard to keep warm. My cloak had become soaked and clung to me like a second skin. I knew that the long hours of sewing had just gone down the drain. My Medieval outfit was ruined. I would have to remake it, hooks and all. It was drenched, torn, stained, ripped, and tattered. But I kept running. There was no way I could stop. If I did I would be caught. I'm apart of an acting group that gets together and put on shows and the like for people. Only this time it had gotten out of hand, something had happened I'm not sure what, but what happened has endangered my life.
I can hear their shouts behind me. Why had they attacked me? I had done nothing. I'm on vacation with my family. I'm only fifteen years old! How I want to cry for help but I know that would just lead them to me faster. I have to get out of this forest! Does it ever end! I looked down at my watch I've been running for half an hour! My lungs were screaming for air, my legs begged for rest but I can't stop. No not till I'm out of this forest. I can barely see through these tears and rain drops. I trip. No. I swallow a scream. It's so dark the only thing I can make out are the torches that are leading the way for the "Nazgul". Tonight's theme had been lord of the rings. But some had taken it too seriously. Their costumes were so real you'd have thought that they got them from the movie set. We were going to get to meet some of the actors. I had been eagerly waiting the arrival of Orland Bloom, but none showed only the black monsters that were now chasing me. What Had I Done!! I forced my body into the tree roots and prayed and prayed and begged that they wouldn't find me. I asked God, the Goddess, and all the Greek, Egyptian and any other gods and goddesses I could think of. I held my breath as footsteps squished the soggy wet leaves around me. My heart stopped as a hand covered my mouth.
"If you value your life don't make a sound." A male voice said in my ear, there was something funny about what he said. Elvish! I looked up at him, but could see nothing, his face was hidden by darkness. The reason I knew it was Elvish is that he spoke was that I am quite fluent in it. A skill my parents thought useless, but they had paid for the course anyway.
He pulled me along behind him. He helped me through the tangling tree roots and slippery leaves. He held my hand in his right and a small beautiful sword in his left.
We came to a small moon lit clearing. He stopped turned and looked at me. His face still hidden in darkness.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"Who are you?!" I fired back.
"I asked you first!"
"What a childish come back!" I said and snatched my hand from his grasp.
"Excuse me my lady but you are the one who is acting childish! If you must know my name is legolas, now who are you?"
"Mena Salamander." Legolas? How? He's just a story book character. That's impossible!
"What are you doing in this forest?" He asked.
"Running for my life. What are you doing in this forest?"
"Trying to get rid of Nasgul. They are destroying this forest."
"How?"
"Can you no feel the negative energy?"
"Not really but now that you mention it does feel kind of weird in this place. Does this forest ever stop? I been running for the past forty-five minutes, my legs are killing me and I think I'm gonning to pass out."
"What were you running from?"
"Did you not see the big ass black cloaked thingies I was being chased and I bet you anything that if ihad been caught I'd of been killed!"
"Clam down! How do you know that?"
"I am sorry but I'm a little high strung right now and you would be too if you had seen them slice, dice, and julienize your friends with really big black swords!"
He suddenly threw him self at me.
"OOaf! Get off!" I hissed.
"Shhh!"
A black being flew over them.
"Come on we have to get to safer ground." He whispered in my ear.
"Ok." I squeaked.
He took my hand and helped me through the twisting and upraised roots of the large dark trees. Every so often he'd stop look around, listen then continue on. He seemed very troubled and confused. Hundreds of questions ran through my head. There was no way that this could be Legolas. Legolas was an elf from one of my favourite novel series. There was no way he was real. Great now I'm hallucinating! Just what I need! But his hand sure feels real. The other side of my brain commented. I tried not to listen while the two sides of my brain fought. I let out a long sigh. Legolas looked back at me. My foot got caught a group of roots. With in milliseconds I was falling. I closed my eyes and tried not to scream. But instead of getting a broken nose and a mouth full of root, I was face first in the arms of a certain elf.
"Are you ok?" He asked when I looked up at him.
"Ah huh." I said with a nod.
"Careful, Mena."
We continued walking through the forest. After what seemed like years we came to another small meadow but this time there was a tall gate on the other side made a vines and other things. When we got to the gate Legolas made a weird whistle and the gates opened.
I couldn't believe the beauty of the village. A group of what I assumed to be elves gathered near the gate.
A beauty with long blonde hair walked towards us. There as a grace about her that would make a swan turn green with envy.
"Welcome to Lothlorien, my northern kinsmen. But who is this human you bring with you?"
"My lady Galadriel this is the lady Mena."
Galadriel's eyes went wide then filled with tears, she took and step back. She started to mutter to her self. But the only thing Legolas' eleven ears could pick up was she's returned. The lost one. Galadriel shook her head as to clear it. She stepped forward and embraced Mena.
"You've returned to us! Mena daughter of My Grand-daughter Avlonë. People of Lorien our youngest daughter has returned to us."
Cheers sounded all around.
"Umm…I don't mean to be rude but I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Of course not you left us when you were but a Babe. Your mother had to leave us for unknown reasons, but that doesn't matter now you have returned."
"I hate you burst your bubble but my mother was human not an elf."
"That is because the one you were raised by was a human. Your real mother was of elvenkind. But come let us talk in comfort of the trees rather then standing here in the gate yard." Galadriel lead me up a small stair case that was attached to a tree. We came to a platform that probably to my guess had a radius of about 35 feet. Galadriel motioned her to sit down on a cushion, she then rang for refreshments. A small maid entered with a tea tray and fabric was draped over her arm.
"Here you are my lady. Would the princess like to be fitted now or later?"
"I think right now would be good we can converse wall you play with your needle and thread." The lady said with a smile.
"Come on my lady." The maid said and stood me up.
"Fitting?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Why yes you can't very well walk round in your…" The maid said and motioned to my totally destroyed dress. With one easy rip the maid undressed me, a blush spread across my face. She then brought the fabric which turned out to be a dress over my head. As the maid went about sniping and sewing Galadriel asked me about my childhood and was greatly please that I had learned Elvish. Galadriel was very surprised and very astonished when she heard of J.R.R TOLKEIN.
"He is a world famous writer. His stories have been made into movies, plays and other entertainments." Mena said. Mena felt like a pincushion, but the fabric was beautiful definitely worth being poked and prodded. It was light as silk but as thick as wool and as soft as velvet.
"My dear in our world he was a famous seer."
"Oh, has the fellowship happened yet?"
Galadriel just lifted an eyebrow.
"I guess not. The Elf I entered with is he really Legolas Greenleaf?"
"Of course."
"Oh." To bad I still haven't seen his face. I thought to myself.
"I plan you have a Ball for your revealing. I shall invite everyone. Your beauty shall be shown to the world." This Galadriel was nothing like the one in Tolkein's books. She was too lively and not to serious.
"Ok…sure. Galadriel how do you know for sure that I am your Indyo(grandchild)?"
"Indyo (grandchild) you are the very image of your mother. I don't under stand why you don't have your Elvin ears. You had them when you left."
"Oh I can explain that my "parents" made me have an operation when I was younger. About five."
Both Galadriel and the maid whose name was Daffidillan gasped in horror.
"How dare they!!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"Well, the ear's of an elf are very sensitive and the help to show one's stature in our world."
"Oh. I don't have them any more…"for reasons unknown tears started to form in my eyes.
"Now, um(don't) cry nya(my) lady. The ladies of court have developed a yulda (drought of liquid) that well help ears look beautiful. It should be able to fix yours."
Daffidillan said and patted my arm. I shook my head to clear my eyes.
"What is this, is my little hina (child) crying?" Said a male voice behind me. I turned to see Celeborn standing at the top of the stairs. "I came as soon as I had heard our Indyo (grandchild) had returned. Ai! Mena you are the picture of your mother at your age. Except that she had blonde hair."
"Oh I have the really light blonde hair too, but right now it's been dyed red."
"Dyed?" He asked.
"Yes in the human world they have substances that well change the color of a person's hair."
"How interesting, tell me more about that world, it sounds very captivating."
So for the next while I talked with my grandparents about how my life had been.
"Why did my mother have to leave?" I asked in quite voice.
"We aren't to sure about that Indyo, all we know is that she left in a portal and was never seen of again, unfortunately you were in her arms when she left." Answered Celeborn.
"Who is my father?"
"A man banished from these forests." Galadriel said in a sharp voice."Dinner should be ready by now lets us go down to the hall." Galadriel said as if she had never even heard my question. The three of us head down the stairs to a large hall the would have made and Ent purr with satisfaction. The ceiling was made of the branches of old oak trees. The braches were far enough apart to allow a soft evening light enter the hall. A large table sat in the middle of the hall it was surrounded by pillows. (Japanese style)
"You'll sit by me." Galadriel said and ushered me to the pile of pillows beside her. On the other side of the other Galadriel was Celeborn. Thanks to a sip of the ear yulda that the little maid Daffidillan had brought me, I had tingling ears that were ever so slightly pointed.
I sipped from a goblet of sweet nectar and nearly choked, in had walked Legolas wearing the outfit that was stunning. (Think first movie @Lorien) I almost fell over he looked way better then Orlando Bloom I couldn't believe it. In the light his blonde hair looked white and was very shiny. His body was clearly out lined by his leggings (tights!! Were men, manly men, yes. We're men in tiiiights we maaay look like sissies but watch what you say or else we'll punch out your lights. lol sorry. Insert disclaimer I don't own Robin Hood men in tights.) It seemed that Legolas was very surprised by my appearance, he nearly tripped over a serving elf. I had to pinched my hand under the table to keep from laughing. Much to my surprise Legolas came and sat down beside me.
"Mara hui(good evening) my lady. I see the Lothlorien has agreed with you."
"It has indeed." I said with a cheeky smile. Through out the evening I was introduced to new Elves and other visitors, whiched happened to include Aragorn. Once again better then the actor. He was a perfect gentlemen and was great to talk with.
The dinner progressed and I became over walemed by the many elves I had talked to. 'So many names to remember, so many faces.' I thought to my self. I was very happy to retire to my new sleeping area in the trees near Celeborn and Galadriel's platform.
My bed of feathers and tree cotton felt like a cloud.
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