/Authors note: I know its been long time since I updated, but I can't help it. I have so many things to do. Anyways, I am just really sick and tired of corny haldir/boromir pairings so I decided to do this one. I hope you like it, even though I haven't come up with a plot yet. But I have one in mind. End of Author's note/
TITLE: Blue Moon
AUTHOR: TameLion
PAIRINGS: Haldir/Boromir , Glorfindel/Boromir
SUMMARY: ...somewhat au... 3 years after the rings perish, the elves honor those who have died in the long battle. As they finally lay the dead to eternal peace, the Vallor rejects one of them...H/B , G/B
WARNING: I ABSOLUTELY WONT TOLERATE YOU IDIOTS WHO READ THIS WHEN YOU KNOW ITS SLASH, SO PISS OFF! AND IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT SLASH IS THAN LOOK IT UP!
PROCLAIMER: I don't own L.O.T.R., even if I wish I did. And No suing either. You get nothing but some used underwear and Bearzilla. o.O and no one can have bearzilla. SO PISS OFF!
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Chapter 1: Metamorphosis
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A sea of bowed heads lay miles and miles on , possibly as our keen eyes could see. A thick mass of despair laid in the air, for tis the day of the dead. 3 years now, we haven't laid our dead peacefully to their eternal sleep. A shame... But so many had died, including our lovers, it is only natural we shall not feel like saying goodbye to them forever. As for me I had no one, shall I say I'm not to active when it comes to anothers body.
Elves are beautiful ,yes, but I would be lying if I say that's where my taste lays. Many suns ago, loving someone out of our race would have been unacceptable, but my dear Arwen had broken that rule and I shall love her for it, even if I don't show it.
Elrond, the lord of Rivendale, glanced at he growing crowd and proceeded with his speech. Many of the elves present where Sindarian , He of the Noldor, which is quite an achievement since the long tension between both people. Softly he recited the poem in Sindarian.
/ Tis our final day to rest our dead,
the forthcoming will be a delightful one.
Your tears, they speak of only sadness
But your emotions blissfully tell you happiness.
Be proud, then we shall all be one.
Trust the Vallar to keep our dead.
Relinquish your tortured senses...
Say Goodbye, but not forever.
One day, you will soundly go to there world
and when that day is today, forget your troubles...
The day was coming to an end and soon they will end this ceremony. He himself had lost someone, but to be a good leader you would have to distance yourself from others. Otherwise he would have truly broken. Slowly descending the stone steps a gust of will blew past him, hurtling his robes behind him. Rain... he thought. An to be sure, he was never wrong.
The names of the lost elves where given of, like a stream of words, each meaning something or earning a sob. Off course The elven lords stood stone faced. You must never show them your misery. Finally the last name was said, but the ceremony was still not over. Any elf from the crowd is allowed to mention someone out of our race. So... we patiently waited... and waited.
Silence...I was ready to approach the stands, but one of Elrond's warriors got their before me. Glorfindel, I believe has name was. He stood proudly on the stand and addressed to the crowd.
" I wish to say Farewell to Boromir, Son of Denethor. Even he deserves a goodbye." Is he mad! That man betrayed the fellowship, his name has no place here. I was not the only one in shock by he words, seems as if 60 of the crowd was as well. He continued... " Even if you don't agree with me, he was a great person and if you would have saved the time to talk to him, you would know too. You all witnessed his love for his country, and truly that cannot be the intentions of an evil soul. So I say Farewell..." He retreated back to his post, and stared levelly at us. Something else lurks behind those blue eyes, what was his relationship with Boromir. Were they mere friends?
That was the end of the ceremony. We all knelt on the ground, for this was the real good-bye. The Vallar will open the gate one final time and take those wandering souls. The ground shook violently, this was the beginning of the end. The sky grew dark and the ground beneath glowed with perfection. Light seeped from the ground and worked its way into the air, I can imagine what this looks like from afar. This is when we truly get to say goodbye, the souls will find their way. I peered ti my left, there Glorfindel knelt, waiting with patience. Will he be visited by Boromir? Suddenly moans arouse in the air, the dead are coming. Many of us had been trained for this. It is frightening but exciting at the same time. The dead will come towards the light and into the ground, which is their gate to the Vallar. ( I wanna read the Silmarillion, but not right now . ) And any souls that wish to say there farewells look for their loved ones. I looked over to Glorfindel, there was a soul... He stared at the ground solemnly, tears of sadness rolling down his face gracefully. I wonder what Boromir is saying, if it is he.
With a flash the soul disappeared, leaving a very solemnly looking Glorfindel, our eyes met for a second and he frowned. The gate was closing but something was wrong, and I think he sensed it too. BANG! Lightning filled the air. Where the Vallar not happy? A raspy voice filled the air.
Agonith dir sens bleuerfer monse'l. It is not his time...
Well all heard it, I glanced towards Glorfindel, his eyes went wide. There lay a body. A human. Lord Elrond rushed to his side just as the glowing was faded away. As I looked closer, my predictions where correct. There lay Boromir, his body still covered with the poisoned arrows the Orcs shot through him. If he was breathing, I could not tell. I remember is Lady Galadriel urging us to get back to our posts and jobs. What ever happened was important...
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Its been a couple of moons since the Vallar rejected a soul. (suns years , moons days) I do not know for sure if it was Boromir. The Lords have kept a tight grip on that sort of topic, and I haven't seen Glorfindel around lately.
The Forest is at peace most of the time. We do not have to fret over humans crossing the borders. I hope Aragorn has done his job. I set aside my bow and arrow, and strutted down to the stream. These days, the forest did not keep the heat out. As I leaned forward to sip some of the spring water, I heard some leaves rustle behind me. Automatically I grabbed my bow and arrows and slung it into position.
There was a shift in the bushes, they moved apart and a figure walked out. It's he... Glorfindel. What is he doing out now, I would think the Lady would be keeping him from the probing elves. I may be wrong. He scanned the stream with his eyes, purposely ignoring my presence.
" Haldir." he glanced at me and nodded. I lowered my bow and arrow. Even though we are hostile to each other, it would be wrong to fight with our own kin.
" Mae govannan, Glorfindel." While leaning against the tree, I watch him refill a canteen. Where did he get that from... I let my thoughts run wild.
Glorfindel had a history. His glamorous title as the Balrog slayer. His devotion to his Lord. There we rumors that he spent one night with the Lord Elrond. But I highly doubt it. We all knew or at least suspected he was with a human.
So many years old and not once has he though of marriage or a lover. Those thing matter. Not a male lover either. The elves are mostly men, thus making women very few now. But we are having an abundance of women. As I looked at him more closely, I could say with confidence that he is handsome. But not within my taste.
My train of thoughts ended, and I was left there looked straight into a very amused Glorfindel. " Having fun?" he said with humor, I found myself smiling.
" I am sorry. I was just wondering about things." my smile faded, his didn't.
" Oh don't fret Haldir, there is nothing to worry about. I must be going back. Farewell." He shut the canteen and walked back to the path he had just taken.
The words just slipped from my mouth. " Do you love him...?" He stopped dead in his tracks. I know its one thing to annoy a warrior, but to anger one. That's a problem. He slowly turned towards me and said. "...It is not I that loves him." The look he gave me sent chills down my spine. Did he know something I didn't?
So...he was gone.
I quickly gathered my equipment and proceeded to scout the forest. Those words still in my mind.
By nightfall, the forest was bare. Nothing would come this night, the orcs knew better and the humans were told not to. Unconsciously I looked for Glorfindel.
I needed some answers, even though this thing seemed like it had nothing to do with me. But why do I feel so weird. Like I'm missing something. I ran into the Prince Legolas once , we nodded and went our separate ways. I followed the path towards the stream I was at earlier.
As the trees disappeared, moonlight seeped into the small opening. A full moon I believe. Its blue light filled the small opening. I scanned the area. Nothing, sighing I leaned against a tree and closed my eyes...Seconds, minutes, hours, I didn't know how long I stayed. Then something did happen. A figure jumped from a tree and approached me... Ah just who I was looking for and by the smug look on his face he knew it too. But that quickly disappeared.
" Haldir, did I surprise the." He wrapped a friendly arm around me and pulled me closer. I shoved him away.
" And why would you think that?" I stared. I must keep my ice between us. He did notice for his eyes narrowed.
" We may not like each other, but you have to help me. Look I don't have time to explain...but Boromir has gotten loose. He speaks of his crime and he death in reward. Let us find him quickly before he attacks an elf purposely. " He grabbed my arm and haled me into the forest.
" Why do you trust me? " I pulled my arm and ran beside him. As he ran a flow of hair followed behind.
" Because this involves you. Now spilt up." he sharply turned in the other directions disappearing behind the trees. Leaving my here in confusion. How does this involve me?
I quickly went through the other directions and scanned the west side of Lothlorien. No where is sight. I wonder if he really is alive, or is he just a rotting corpse that moves. After double checking the west side, I returned to our little stream which seamed to be our meeting spot, indeed correct.
In hopes of seeing Glorfindel, I was indeed startled by the sight I saw. No not Glorfindel... But Boromir and he was not alone. It seemed to me that this was a private moment between the two, but as I listened, I was proved wrong. The was a slight tussle and the two where on the ground.
" No St-" Boromir's screams was stopped by forceful lips.
" Hah you did it on purpose didn't you. Just to get away from me. Well, your plan has failed drastically." The figure shoved the mans arms over his head and ripped the new white shirt off. I did not notice Glorfindel approaching from behind me.
" Haldir, has thou found anything?" I winced. The was a tense silence as the figure above looked towards us. Then quickly released he man from his grip and disappeared into the forest.
Glorfindel recovered from his shock before I and ran towards the fallen figure. " Is Thou sane? " ( . so lame) From where I could see, he was shaking uncontrollably while clutching to Glorfindel.
" Who was that? Tell me" he held the mans face with both hands, but his it twitched as he did so.
"My torturer...You understand why I must die..." he said shaking/
" Haldir, come. We must take him to the lady." I ran to his side and assisted him in caring the man. My he is heavy. As we headed towards the Ladies house, Glorfindel placed Boromir on his back and proceeded to Climb the tree. " That will be all for now, Haldir. Do not mention this to anyone. " With that he was gone.
So is that it? I am suddenly dismissed. If I'm correct doesn't this concern me ? I was angered by my sudden dismissal, but I had things to do. This would be handled later. First I had to find out who it was that tried to rape him.
Now this surprises me. An elf, for it is only elves here besides himself. A male also. Headed towards the eating halls , I sat down by the fire and watch each elf with a wary eye. My Brother Rumil and Orophin joined me.
" Hale brother. Why the long face." Rumil was the playful one, with one arm I grabbed him and ruffled his hair, that always seems to upset him. Orophin is the more quite one. But that's not always a good thing. He would always receive a scolding from Lord Celeborn. Sometimes they were amusing.
" Nothings wrong, I just have a lot of things to think about."
" It wouldn't be about that fair haired Glorfindel, now would it." I glared at him.
" No Its not. Anyways, do you know any elves that have scars on their torso?" I had seen the scar, but just a glimpse. Maybe not enough to truly identify the person.
This time, Orophin spoke up. " There are millions of elves that have scars there. Your going to have to give us a little more information about this person your trying to find. " I scowled at him.
" How did you figure out I was searching for someone? (Such a dumb question, but haldir is a butthead in this fic.) " He raised an eyebrow.
"Well it might be the determined looked r the pathetic one." I growled unconsciously. Both sprang to their feet and looked around.
" Don't worry brother, we'll find the lucky elf. " and so they disappeared.
I scanned the crowd one more. There was one person that wasn't here. If it is he than this may cause some problems. But its unlikely. I quickly finished my meal and headed out towards the forest. Maybe the person dropped something behind. I knelt by the area where the tussle lay imprinted on the ground. Ruffling the dirt up, I uprooted only dirt. But then something shiny to the right caught my eye.
I peered closer. It was a piece of silver. Useless. But I kept in case. Tomorrow will prove to be a interesting day. I will get answers from Glorfindel, or interrogate the human. Tossing the metal in the air and catching it, I walked through the forest towards my bedding. Saying goodnight to two or more elves .I settled in for the night.
To Be Continued ...
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/Authors note: That was a long one. But not long enough, oh well I hope you guys like this one. I need to update other chapters. But my other comp is wrecked so when I get that one fixed I can continue the chapters I wrote on their. R&R please. Even though this doesn't have a plot its much harder that way. Plus I'm trying to get to 3000 words. I hope I did it. I will have a list of reviewers to thank. Its only nice if I do.
And if you have any suggestions, please tell me. And if anyone wants to be my beta reader go ahead. Plus check out my site. Which I'll be trying to get up. So don't be mad.
Tamelion :end of Authors note/