{Hey guys, here is the next update. Some flashbacks but at least we can get more of an insight into who Arabelle is. I do not own anything to do with Hobbits or Lord of the Rings only my own characters and anything else that you do not recognize.}
(No one p.o.v.)
In a dark cave where Azog stood at the edge of a cliff that once was a bridge. A black figure glides fast in front of him and its voice hisses in orc in the wind. "We grow in number, we grow in number, you will lead my armies."
Azog stepped forward confused, "What of Oakenshield? What of the princess?" he asked
The black figure began moving about, circling Azog, "War is coming."
Azog became angry at the thought of never being able to have Thorin's head. "You promised me his head." He hissed
The black figure flew through Azog back to its original position. "Death will come to all. I still require the princess of Abdial do not disappoint."
An Orc sensing the end of the conversation walked cautiously into the room, "Do we call off the hunt?"
Azog raised his axe and glared at the interruption, "Bolg!" he yelled in the empty space and he didn't continue to speak until Bolg had entered the room and meet him halfway down the bridge, "I have a task for you! Do you still thirst for Dwarf blood?"
Bolg growled in response so Azog gave his orders, "Kill them all but bring me Oakenshield and the princess, alive."
(End of p.o.v.)
"Let me provide you with the answers that you seek?" Thrandruil pushed his hands closer to me
Did I dare to take his offer? I still knelt in the same spot staring at the pearl white hand in front of me. I didn't doubt that he could provide me with answers I have always searched for but, did I want them? I remembered the night my parents died, and guilt built up in me. Because of this stupid power I held I caused them their death and I caused my land to lose their leaders. I bit my lip in frustration as the true feeling of loneliness crept over me followed quickly by anger as it took over. Gandalf lied to me my whole life and kept that away from me. He told me he had no idea about my past and would help me to find the truth.
I clenched my fists and I could feel my powers flare but, not the one I would want. My vision blurred, and heat flared in my body. My thoughts continued to race even though I wished them to stop, "Arabelle, you must calm yourself. Keep control over your powers do not loose control." Thrandruil warned
Calm myself? Who the hell did he think he was talking to, he had no idea what he had done. I felt so much betrayal in that moment, it wasn't just Gandalf who lied but Thorin as well. Who the hell else knew! I looked down at my hands and as I began to continue getting worked up over I watch as a red flame crept up my hands. The ground began to shake under us and the words that Thrandruil was saying sounded like a distant echo. I couldn't see straight anymore. I could hear my mothers soothing voice telling me that it was okay, that no one was going to hurt me…that the bad people were gone, and they were okay. I was so focused on my anger that I didn't even feel when a calming hand was placed on my shoulder. But, once it landed on my shoulder, I did not feel threatened and my anger began to simmer. I looked from the hand and trailed it up to see the elf with the long blonde hair behind me with an uncertain look on his face. I didn't understand why he was there at first but when I realized how out of control I had begun to get, I was thankful to him.
It did shock me that he was able to touch me when others before hand would have been burned. I felt a kindness run through me from him and I thought back to my company and the feelings I got from all of them. The love and determination they had for one another and their journey was admirable. I couldn't leave them, I had to see this to the end. I knew of Thranduil's past and his betrayals, I would not trust a man who would turn his back on comrades. Thranduil held his hand back out to me, and once more spoke, "I can help you control your powers, help you find answers that you so desperately seek. What do you say Arabelle?"
My eyes trailed back down from the blonde elf and back to the one in front of me. My eyes narrowed, and I slapped his hand away from my face, "Its Bell," I snapped at him and I watched his eyes slowly narrow at me, "And I don't care for your help and I do not want your answers. I will find them out on my own, thank you for helping me retrieve my memories but, I would rather die in your dungeons than accept that dirty hand."
"You are just as stubborn as Thorin and if that is what you want then who am I to deny a princess. Take her back Legolas." Thranduil shooed me away with a flick of his wrist
I didn't stop glaring at him as Legolas gently pulls me away. I didn't look away until he had disappeared from my vision. The elf named Legolas began to lead me back to the dungeons but slower than when I was brought here. I didn't care anymore, I was more focused on the new found memories I had rushing through my head. Legolas hand traveled to the middle of my back and a thought came forward and I stopped walking,
(Flashback)
I stood as a little girl, of no more than six, in between my mother and father waiting for our so called visitors. My mother had me dressed like a doll with two pigtails and a pink and white dress and I hated it. She kept getting angry with me as I tried to pull on my pigtails and release my hair. When I tried to do it again, she grabbed my hand in hers and crouched to be at eye level with me. "Arabelle my little mouse, please leave them alone. You must look like the princess you are today. It took a lot of time to convince the Mirkwood elves to be here today."
"But why!" I whined
"Do not whine that is not what a princess does. His son is being proposed today and it must go well. You must have a prince to be a princess, right?" my mother both lectured and pleaded with me
I pouted, "But I don't want a prince."
"Arlayna" my father stern voice called to my mother
When we looked up to face my father, he was looking straight ahead. We followed his line of eyesight to see a really tall elf walking in with long robes and what looked to be a crown made of twigs and leaves. Beside him was almost a spitting image of him just as a young boy and I didn't like him, he didn't look like he knew how to have fun. I didn't want a prince and I did not want a stick in the mud either. I grimaced at the boy in front of me. "Good evening Torevin and Arlayna," the older elf greeted and then he looked to me as if he was looking over a piece of meat, "And this must be Arabelle."
I didn't want to answer the man, but I knew I had to at least pretend to be a lady. So, I grabbed the corners of my dress and crossed my legs before I curtsied to the man in front of me. "Welcome to our land King Thranduil. Arabelle this is Legolas Thranduil son." My mother spoke as she pushed me towards the young boy in front of me
Legolas moved in front of me as well and after a few moments of staring at the boy, I decided that I didn't like him. He was to prim and proper and I couldn't tell what he was feeling by looking at him in the eyes. Legolas held out his hand to me for me to shake I assumed and I put on a mischievous smile as I held my hand out to him. It seemed like the room became eerily quiet as everyone waited for us to get along…but I had other plans. Legolas finally started to smile but it started to twist into an uncomfortable frown. I channelled my fire into our hands, not enough to burn him but enough to make him uncomfortable. After a few moments our parents pulled us apart realizing what I was doing. "How dare your child harm my heir!" Thranduil shrieked
I looked up to my father and whispered with as much strength as my six-year-old voice could, "Daddy, I don't want a prince."
(End of flashback)
"Legolas, right?" I asked
We stopped walking and turned to face each other. "That's right."
"I remember you now," I looked down to his hands that were so much bigger than in that memory, "I'm sorry I tried to burn you when we were children."
He laughed and looked around us as we continued to walk, "Is that the only memory that you have of us? We had many more, in truth that day I was insistent that I would know you truly or at least enough that you wouldn't try to burn me again…or bury me."
"Bury you!" I asked shocked
"Yes, you tried to bury me one day, only up to my head at least. You left me there for hours until your mother and my father stumbled upon me that day. Your mother found it amusing my father was less than impressed."
We laughed at the idea and as silence settled around us again. "Did it happen?" I asked him curiously
"Our arranged marriage? No," He laughed, and we stopped walking once more and cleared his throat, "Your father…he put an end to it. At the end of every meeting you would look at him and tell him that you didn't want a prince. And one day you stopped saying it to him. It was only a few visits later that your father broke off the arrangement. I think it was easier for him when you were defying on every turn but, I don't believe your father was willing to let you go when you stopped defying."
Listening to Legolas talk about my father, a man I should know better than him but didn't hurt. I had my memories now but accessing them was still that hard. I hated it and I could feel the tear fall from my eyes, "Is that how you could touch me earlier?"
"You used to try to burn me any chance you got. After a while I was able to break past your barrier. When you access that power you have two barriers, your first one is a defense barrier it is your bodies defense when you are angry or threatened and it will harm anyone who comes near it. Your other power creates peace and is hidden within that barrier. It senses auras and when you grow to trust someone and with enough time and practice your mind created that connection so when my aura would touch you I wouldn't get burned. It took a long time to get there though, it is not something you learn over night."
It was amazing what he knew about me, maybe just maybe I would finally know the truth. As quickly as hope rose in me, it fell just as fast, when an alarm was sounded, and men went rushing by us. Legolas reached out and grabbed the first elf he could, "What is happening?" he ordered
"The dwarves have escaped down the barrel release, they are going down the river." He told him before he took off behind the rest
Legolas eyes meet mine with furry and I didn't give him the chance to grab me and take me to the dungeon. I ran as fast as my feet would carry me and weaved my way in between the elves. As I pushed through the rest I grabbed a sword hilt in one of their belts before I ripped it out and used my powers to push the elves behind me farther behind, so I could get a head start. When I reached the exit, I stumbled as I began running rather quickly down hill. I called on the soil to make the slope easier to slide down without falling. Within second I saw multiple barrels heading quickly down the river with Bilbo hanging on for dear life to Dori barrel. I kept running hoping I could catch up even though I knew the elves were not very far behind. "Bell!" Bilbo yelled out for me
I looked over to the group to see that they were all trying to find me. When I looked back over everyone seemed to be struggling against the raging tide, but I couldn't focus something that huge. I couldn't help them. A bridge was coming up and I pushed harder knowing that that was going to be one chance I would have to get to them. I stumbled as a loud horn was sounded behind me and I looked back to see Legolas coming very quickly down to me. I kept running but as I saw the gates to the bridge begin to close I panicked. But as I turned to keep running that wasn't what caused my panic now. I could see orcs coming from the forest. The elves guarding the gate didn't notice as they were to focused on the pile up of barrels below them. An arrow was flying through the air and before I had a chance to warn them, it embedded itself in one of the guards. I was close enough, so I shouted as loud as I could, "Guys! Orcs!"
They all faced me before the elf fell into the water between my comrades. On the other side of the river from me stood who I assumed was there leader as he yelled his orders. The orcs began to spill from everywhere. Out of the corner of my eye I saw an orc swing his sword at me. I quickly arched my back and as I spun to the side I swung my sword into its neck. I didn't have time to think as my instincts kicked in, and I used my sword and powers to my advantage. Once I was able to get closer to the bridge, I saw Kili trying to release the gates. An orc was close to stabbing him and even though I felt bad I was going to help him. I focused a burst of energy into the water and shot it like an arrow into the orc. It causes water to spray everywhere but at least Kili was safe. While I was distracted I didn't see the orc that landed quickly beside me.
The orc swung its arm out and nailed me in the face, the force sending me to the ground. I could feel the blood falling from my nose as I tasted the iron. I groaned in pain as a pulse of pain went through the back of my head but, now was not the time to pass out. When I opened my eyes, I saw the leader from earlier with a bow and arrow aimed at the bridge. I realized what he was doing, and I screamed for Kili but, I was to late. The arrow imbedded itself into Kili leg. "No!" a burst of anger went through me and the ground shook causing others to fall or stumble
I flipped onto my feet and I used the momentum to flip backwards to knock the heavy bow from his hands. I pushed the earth from under me causing me to jump up and I wrapped my body around the backside of the orc. I was so angry in that moment at everything that I didn't know what I was doing. I grabbed the orcs head in mine and focused all my anger into him. As my anger grew I could feel the darkness pulling at me and my hair was floating behind me. The more the orc screamed in pain the more I was losing control. The orc fell beneath me but, I didn't want to stop I wanted to hurt him but when I heard Kili scream of pain again I looked to him to see him falling into the barrel. The gate was open, and they were leaving without me. I left the orc to writhe on the ground in pain and tried to push the darkness away.
Orcs were surrounding me, and I could hear my name being called from not only my comrades but from Legolas as well. I didn't have a way out and my eyes met with Thorin and a surge of emotion went through me. I had to get to them, I had to make sure that Kili was okay. The need to protect was overwhelming and I screamed as I felt my power explode from me and the blue light from before blinded me for a moment. All seemed to fall silent as the light receded into me again. Any orc that was close had fallen dead to the ground others were in pain but still much alive. Others who were farther from me were shocked and nervous to move closer. I didn't realize how uncontrollable my powers had gotten with my memories being released. I was also finding it more difficult to control them every time I used them. I took the moment of distraction and sprinted to my comrades, it didn't take long for other orcs and elves to chase after. By this point I didn't even know if the elves were still trying to capture us or kill the orcs which in turn saves us.
As I ran, I danced around orcs, avoiding my powers and only using my weapons. It wasn't long before I caught up with the dwarves and Ori who was closest to me called out tome, "Bell! Jump!"
I could see a tree that had collapsed over the river, just a little ahead of us and I pushed harder to reach it so that I could grab one of them. I managed to get a little ahead of the dwarves and I tried climbing up the tree. That's when it happened, and it felt like slow motion. Ori tried to warn me of the on coming danger that followed me up the tree. I tried to turn around in time to block the orcs advance but before I could fully turn an arrow went through its side and the orc cried out in pain as it fell into the river. But then it hit me, there was in immense pain in my side. I felt the sword drop from my finger tips and my breath became as shallow as my heart beat. I touched my side and pulled it away to see it coated in blood. I stumbled and looked up just in time to see the surprised and guilty look on Legolas face. My body went into a shock of its own and my legs gave out as I too fell into the water, feeling the rush of water collapse around me.
Gandalf, I failed, I am sorry.
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