Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the lord of the rings world. ONly Victoria, Rialan and Frerin and Ithlen and Isil.
Thanks for the fabulous reviews! and i got a review from one person giving me criticism.. I just wanted to say thanks for telling me my mistakes but since Im not a the best writer, im not exactly going to write this story perfect...and i don't think my chracters are undeveloped. there is going to be more backround info about them in the later chapters. you just have to wait.
well back to the story
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Victoria's head lifted from her pillow, her eyes wide and she let out a scream. Legolas returned to reality and his eyes grew wide.
"Victoria!" Legolas cried. Victoria lay down taking in erratic breaths as if she had been under water. Legolas gently clutched her shoulders.
"Oh my god.."she gasped. "Oh my God.." She repeated. Legolas peered into her eyes.
"What happened?.." He asked. Victoria turned to him with an expression as if she had just noticed he was there. She shook his shoulders off and glared a cold emotionless expression.
"YOU!!!!" Victoria screamed. She then let out another breath.
"Me?.." Legolas asked.
"YEA! you! I cannot believe you tied me in a net Barbie boy!" She shouted. Legolas let out a sigh.
"You have just awoken after being unconscious for three nights and this is the first thing you do? You yell at me!?" Legolas said with a frown.
"Well, of coarse I have to yell at you!" She retorted crossing her arms and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. Legolas heaved another sigh.
"Victoria this is not time to have bickering.. I am wrought with complete confusion. What had happened? One moment I was playing a harmless joke and then the next moment, plants galore were wrapping around your body like a cage.." Legolas said in a more softer tone. He was not in the mood on the least for anymore quarrels.
"You think I knew what happened to me?HA yea right!.. now I know that I am a freak.." She muttered.
"Perhaps you are a wizard.." Legolas said softly. He was just met with an expression that said 'What the hell goes on in your head!?'.
A soft knock at the door startled the two. Gandalf's head poked in. Upon seeing Victoria, he stepped in and was followed by the king who stared at her with amazement. Could what Gandalf said really be true?, he thought to himself.
"It is quite pleasant to see you up and about my dear.." Gandalf said, looking at her from under his bushy eyebrows. Victoria studied the old man. He was an elderly tall fellow, dressed in billowing white robes along with a white staff in his grasp. The elderly chap also had long white hair and beard. But Victoria simply looked at him with a dim un-expressional face.
"My name is Gandalf the White. Reincarnation of Gandalf the Grey. I am wizard of the Istari.." Gandalf said. Victoria's lips slightly parted. The king coughed, breaking the awkward silence.
"Um...good to meet you?.." Victoria said unsure of what to say. Gandalf chuckled.
"I have quite a story to tell you lady Victoria.." He said. Victoria let out a sigh and then crossed her arms awaiting. Legolas glared at her rather rude gesture.
"Take this my boy" Gandalf said to Legolas, holding out his staff to the young elf as he sat down.
"Of coarse Gandalf." Legolas said in a soft tone as he took the staff and leaned it against the wall. He and his father sat down near Victoria's bed and turned to Gandalf awaiting the tale.
"Now all I need is to change into my pj's and then this will be like story time!" Victoria thought in her head sarcastically. She sat up and turned her attention to the wizard.
"Pure healers...That is what they are called. Creations and gifts of Orome, Lord of trees of The Valar.. They are in forms of women. Only women at that..These who are called Pure Healers carry a great gift indeed. The power of growing the seed. The seed of which I speak is the legendary Essence of Naroom.." Said Gandalf in a high voice.
"Essence of Naroom?..I have heard of it..in the great myth's of Middle Earth." Legolas explained with a gentle smile. Gandalf smiled softly.
"Then Legolas, you would know it is the most powerful and effective healing powder of the Eldar and Valinor... The seed itself only grows in the rich lands of the undying lands.." Gandalf explained. Legolas nodded his head eagerly, like a child listening to a story. Victoria's eyes had turned to there daily blankness.
"Back to the Pure Healers. Since the power of the healing powder is rare among any kind, The Valar gave permission to Orome. The permission to inbound the healers of Valinor (Pure healers) to be able to grow the seed."
"So Gandalf, You mean The Pure healers have the gift of growing the Essence of Naroom and using it, am I correct?" The king asked with knitted eyebrows.
"Correct you are Thranduil..Only they have that power. It was inbound to them when they were created." Said Gandalf.
"um, so what in the hell does this all have to do with me?.. It's not like I'm a pure healer or anything.." Victoria muttered. Gandalf just stared with a knowing smile. Victoria's eyebrows did it's infamous arch. When one eyebrow raised, while the other lowered.
"Right?..." She asked. Her glances went from Gandalf to Legolas who stared at her like an observing hawk then to the king who gazed with soft eyes. Victoria's eyes glazed over.
"Tis true...Tis all very true..You my dear, are the very creation of Orome, Lord of Trees.." Gandalf said in a proud tone.
"Can you three excuse me for one momment.."Victoria said getting to her now shaky legs. She grabbed a pillow and ran out onto the balcony. She then muffled her face and screeched. She brought the pillow away from her face, and then walked numbly into the room again. All three of them stared at her for a moment.
"Gandalf, was that beautiful blue substance that spurt from the flowers, actually the very Essence of Naroom?" Legolas asked. Gandalf nodded his head.
"Lady Victoria.. I am quite sure this is very hard to believe at this time of your life..But you must let everything sink in.." Gandalf said putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Victoria stared at the wall unblinking. She seemed to forget anyone's presence.. Gandalf turned away from her to the two elves.
"Keep an eye on her my good friends.. She's in a deep state of shock. I cannot stay here in Mirkwood that long for I am as you know, leaving for the undying lands soon..." Gandalf said in a somewhat heavy heart. He placed a hand on Legolas' shoulder.
"And easy on the jokes Legolas. You do not want to be the death of your father.." Gandalf replied mirth dancing in his voice and eyes. His eyes then glanced to Victoria who sat on the bed.
"This is hard on her..and yet I have much to teach her.." He murmured. Victoria sat like a wilting flower as she did not move, did not blink, did not feel..
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That night Victoria walked around her chambers. The news Gandalf had brought still had not sunk in. Victoria' face twisted up with anger. She then did something she did not intend. She screamed in anger.
Followed by that, she took the nearest object and threw it. Victoria did that, cursing as loud as she can muster, throwing anything she could get hold of.
"Why am I a Freak!!!???" Victoria screamed.
"Why was I meant to be this person!!??" She screamed. Victoria collapsed onto her disheveled bed and fell into a deep sleep out of exhaustion.
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Victoria stayed in her bed all the next day.. She refused to take meals from Ithlen. She did not wander through the corridors...Victoria even locked herself inside.
"Oh my..the poor thing is going to starve to death if she does not get anything in that stomach of hers.." Ithlen murmured watching Victoria's locked chamber door.
-meanwhile in Victoria's room-
Victoria lay on her back in a lifeless heap. Her eyes stared at the ceiling..
"Do I even have parents?.." Victoria asked herself.." Hell I'm not even human..a freak more like it.." She murmured.
"No wonder I had no friends.." Victoria said getting plunged into a flashback of the first day of first grade.
~~~ A small girl, with a large mass of bouncing brown hair and bright dancing green eyes skipped up to the small group of fellow first graders. The small children each held a Barbie doll.
"Hi my name is Victoria Watson. Can I play?" The little girl asked with hopeful eyes and a happy smile. The small group of girls stared back at her as if observing an alien.
"Your the girl with no parents right?.." One of the them asked. Victoria nodded, slightly ashamed.
"Yea but it don't matter.. I got foster parents. Well, I have a Barbie doll too. Her name is Sarah. Can I play with all of you?." Victoria asked again, with large eyes still smiling.
The little girls opposite her, giggled.
"Hey since she has no parents, maybe she was hatched from a birdie egg." One of them said. The little crowd erupted into high giggles. The friendly smile disappeared from Victoria's face.
"since she was hatched from a bird, maybe she eats worms!" A little boy piped up.
"No! I do have parents!.. I just never met them.." Victoria cried with pursed lips. As if on fate, the small crowd formed around her like huddling over a caged animal.
"Worm eater! Worm eater! Worm eater!" They chanted. Victoria's bottom lip quivered. The taunted little girl sat on the floor and began to cry....~~
Yes,.. it had been history after that...no friends during her beginning years at elementary began it's toll on her personality. In middle school, it got worse..much worse..untill Victoria became what she was now...
"Now they have there reason to make fun of me..." Victoria murmured under her breath..
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A/N: Finally I'm done!!! i hope you liked that chpater!!! kinda explains a bit about Victoria. oh and I happen to know that Gandalf and Legolas did leave for the undying lands after the war of the ring. I just turned it around a little bit.. ut any keep them reviews coming!!!
namarie
Thanks for the fabulous reviews! and i got a review from one person giving me criticism.. I just wanted to say thanks for telling me my mistakes but since Im not a the best writer, im not exactly going to write this story perfect...and i don't think my chracters are undeveloped. there is going to be more backround info about them in the later chapters. you just have to wait.
well back to the story
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Victoria's head lifted from her pillow, her eyes wide and she let out a scream. Legolas returned to reality and his eyes grew wide.
"Victoria!" Legolas cried. Victoria lay down taking in erratic breaths as if she had been under water. Legolas gently clutched her shoulders.
"Oh my god.."she gasped. "Oh my God.." She repeated. Legolas peered into her eyes.
"What happened?.." He asked. Victoria turned to him with an expression as if she had just noticed he was there. She shook his shoulders off and glared a cold emotionless expression.
"YOU!!!!" Victoria screamed. She then let out another breath.
"Me?.." Legolas asked.
"YEA! you! I cannot believe you tied me in a net Barbie boy!" She shouted. Legolas let out a sigh.
"You have just awoken after being unconscious for three nights and this is the first thing you do? You yell at me!?" Legolas said with a frown.
"Well, of coarse I have to yell at you!" She retorted crossing her arms and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes. Legolas heaved another sigh.
"Victoria this is not time to have bickering.. I am wrought with complete confusion. What had happened? One moment I was playing a harmless joke and then the next moment, plants galore were wrapping around your body like a cage.." Legolas said in a more softer tone. He was not in the mood on the least for anymore quarrels.
"You think I knew what happened to me?HA yea right!.. now I know that I am a freak.." She muttered.
"Perhaps you are a wizard.." Legolas said softly. He was just met with an expression that said 'What the hell goes on in your head!?'.
A soft knock at the door startled the two. Gandalf's head poked in. Upon seeing Victoria, he stepped in and was followed by the king who stared at her with amazement. Could what Gandalf said really be true?, he thought to himself.
"It is quite pleasant to see you up and about my dear.." Gandalf said, looking at her from under his bushy eyebrows. Victoria studied the old man. He was an elderly tall fellow, dressed in billowing white robes along with a white staff in his grasp. The elderly chap also had long white hair and beard. But Victoria simply looked at him with a dim un-expressional face.
"My name is Gandalf the White. Reincarnation of Gandalf the Grey. I am wizard of the Istari.." Gandalf said. Victoria's lips slightly parted. The king coughed, breaking the awkward silence.
"Um...good to meet you?.." Victoria said unsure of what to say. Gandalf chuckled.
"I have quite a story to tell you lady Victoria.." He said. Victoria let out a sigh and then crossed her arms awaiting. Legolas glared at her rather rude gesture.
"Take this my boy" Gandalf said to Legolas, holding out his staff to the young elf as he sat down.
"Of coarse Gandalf." Legolas said in a soft tone as he took the staff and leaned it against the wall. He and his father sat down near Victoria's bed and turned to Gandalf awaiting the tale.
"Now all I need is to change into my pj's and then this will be like story time!" Victoria thought in her head sarcastically. She sat up and turned her attention to the wizard.
"Pure healers...That is what they are called. Creations and gifts of Orome, Lord of trees of The Valar.. They are in forms of women. Only women at that..These who are called Pure Healers carry a great gift indeed. The power of growing the seed. The seed of which I speak is the legendary Essence of Naroom.." Said Gandalf in a high voice.
"Essence of Naroom?..I have heard of it..in the great myth's of Middle Earth." Legolas explained with a gentle smile. Gandalf smiled softly.
"Then Legolas, you would know it is the most powerful and effective healing powder of the Eldar and Valinor... The seed itself only grows in the rich lands of the undying lands.." Gandalf explained. Legolas nodded his head eagerly, like a child listening to a story. Victoria's eyes had turned to there daily blankness.
"Back to the Pure Healers. Since the power of the healing powder is rare among any kind, The Valar gave permission to Orome. The permission to inbound the healers of Valinor (Pure healers) to be able to grow the seed."
"So Gandalf, You mean The Pure healers have the gift of growing the Essence of Naroom and using it, am I correct?" The king asked with knitted eyebrows.
"Correct you are Thranduil..Only they have that power. It was inbound to them when they were created." Said Gandalf.
"um, so what in the hell does this all have to do with me?.. It's not like I'm a pure healer or anything.." Victoria muttered. Gandalf just stared with a knowing smile. Victoria's eyebrows did it's infamous arch. When one eyebrow raised, while the other lowered.
"Right?..." She asked. Her glances went from Gandalf to Legolas who stared at her like an observing hawk then to the king who gazed with soft eyes. Victoria's eyes glazed over.
"Tis true...Tis all very true..You my dear, are the very creation of Orome, Lord of Trees.." Gandalf said in a proud tone.
"Can you three excuse me for one momment.."Victoria said getting to her now shaky legs. She grabbed a pillow and ran out onto the balcony. She then muffled her face and screeched. She brought the pillow away from her face, and then walked numbly into the room again. All three of them stared at her for a moment.
"Gandalf, was that beautiful blue substance that spurt from the flowers, actually the very Essence of Naroom?" Legolas asked. Gandalf nodded his head.
"Lady Victoria.. I am quite sure this is very hard to believe at this time of your life..But you must let everything sink in.." Gandalf said putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Victoria stared at the wall unblinking. She seemed to forget anyone's presence.. Gandalf turned away from her to the two elves.
"Keep an eye on her my good friends.. She's in a deep state of shock. I cannot stay here in Mirkwood that long for I am as you know, leaving for the undying lands soon..." Gandalf said in a somewhat heavy heart. He placed a hand on Legolas' shoulder.
"And easy on the jokes Legolas. You do not want to be the death of your father.." Gandalf replied mirth dancing in his voice and eyes. His eyes then glanced to Victoria who sat on the bed.
"This is hard on her..and yet I have much to teach her.." He murmured. Victoria sat like a wilting flower as she did not move, did not blink, did not feel..
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That night Victoria walked around her chambers. The news Gandalf had brought still had not sunk in. Victoria' face twisted up with anger. She then did something she did not intend. She screamed in anger.
Followed by that, she took the nearest object and threw it. Victoria did that, cursing as loud as she can muster, throwing anything she could get hold of.
"Why am I a Freak!!!???" Victoria screamed.
"Why was I meant to be this person!!??" She screamed. Victoria collapsed onto her disheveled bed and fell into a deep sleep out of exhaustion.
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Victoria stayed in her bed all the next day.. She refused to take meals from Ithlen. She did not wander through the corridors...Victoria even locked herself inside.
"Oh my..the poor thing is going to starve to death if she does not get anything in that stomach of hers.." Ithlen murmured watching Victoria's locked chamber door.
-meanwhile in Victoria's room-
Victoria lay on her back in a lifeless heap. Her eyes stared at the ceiling..
"Do I even have parents?.." Victoria asked herself.." Hell I'm not even human..a freak more like it.." She murmured.
"No wonder I had no friends.." Victoria said getting plunged into a flashback of the first day of first grade.
~~~ A small girl, with a large mass of bouncing brown hair and bright dancing green eyes skipped up to the small group of fellow first graders. The small children each held a Barbie doll.
"Hi my name is Victoria Watson. Can I play?" The little girl asked with hopeful eyes and a happy smile. The small group of girls stared back at her as if observing an alien.
"Your the girl with no parents right?.." One of the them asked. Victoria nodded, slightly ashamed.
"Yea but it don't matter.. I got foster parents. Well, I have a Barbie doll too. Her name is Sarah. Can I play with all of you?." Victoria asked again, with large eyes still smiling.
The little girls opposite her, giggled.
"Hey since she has no parents, maybe she was hatched from a birdie egg." One of them said. The little crowd erupted into high giggles. The friendly smile disappeared from Victoria's face.
"since she was hatched from a bird, maybe she eats worms!" A little boy piped up.
"No! I do have parents!.. I just never met them.." Victoria cried with pursed lips. As if on fate, the small crowd formed around her like huddling over a caged animal.
"Worm eater! Worm eater! Worm eater!" They chanted. Victoria's bottom lip quivered. The taunted little girl sat on the floor and began to cry....~~
Yes,.. it had been history after that...no friends during her beginning years at elementary began it's toll on her personality. In middle school, it got worse..much worse..untill Victoria became what she was now...
"Now they have there reason to make fun of me..." Victoria murmured under her breath..
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A/N: Finally I'm done!!! i hope you liked that chpater!!! kinda explains a bit about Victoria. oh and I happen to know that Gandalf and Legolas did leave for the undying lands after the war of the ring. I just turned it around a little bit.. ut any keep them reviews coming!!!
namarie