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THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!! SO much for all the reviews!!!!!!!!!!! as i have said before..my readers rock my world!!!! keep them reviews a'coming!
BUt as of late..I received an email from someone telling me that i am very disrespectful about using midsummers eve.. i have not even written the chapter about it. I happen to have heard the mention of the holiday in the Lord of the rings movie itself...I do not mean to offend anyone. the story is making the elves celebrate midsummers, not the celtics. since i seem to offend people, i will not be posting a chapter with midsummers being celebrated. I was planning on making it a chapter where they don't get drunk is thats what people are thinking. I was planning it to be a chapter where the elves sing and dance and you kow just celebrate life and culture.
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Legolas rushed down the maze like halls of Rivendell. The company followed behind as he carried Isil's limp body. His forehead was lined with sweat.
"Ah Legolas, prince of Mirkwood. I was not expecting you to arrive so early to Imladris." Said a voice. They whipped around to see the lord of Rivendell. When he saw Isil, he rushed over with knitted eyebrows.
"Who in the hell is that?" Victoria asked, whispering in Rialan's ear.
"Tis Elrond half-elven, lord of Imladris." Said Rialan in a hushed whisper as he gazed upon the dark haired elf. Victoria studied him for a moment. The elf man was tall and had an air of wisdom about his eyes. His voice was also regal yet soft.
"What had happened?" Elrond asked.
"We were on the road, upon our way here to Rivendell, and were attacked by a vicious pack of warg riders." gasped Legolas.
"Come this way. Make haste.." Elrond said firmly and then turned to rush down the hall. The group of elves followed along with Victoria who's mouth was set in a grim frown. She did not have time to marvel at her surroundings.
And so they continued down the halls until they could find the healing room.
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"Come back to the light Isil.." Elrond commanded softly to the poisoned elf. Isil lay on the bed, continuing to sweat. His face had turned to a deadly white.
"Isil listen to my voice..come back to us young one.." He continued. Isil' head slowly turned from side to side in pain is if in a nightmare.
"Victoria how are successful?.." Elrond asked examining the wound again. They had removed Isil' tunic and though his deep gash and stopped bleeding, it was obviously poisoned.
"I cannot do this! I am still to weak and have not had too much training.." Victoria muttered with a frustrated sigh, attempting to summon her powers again but had not avail. Lord Elrond let out a sigh.
"There is little I can do..Isil has fallen too deep into the darkness..He cannot return to the light.." Elrond said solemnly. The elves bowed ther heads in defeat..they had failed there friend..
"There must be something you can do.." Legolas murmured looking to the lord of Rivendell, hope in his clear eyes. Elrond looked to the dying elf and then to Victoria who gazed at Isil with a heavy sympathetic frown upon her lips.
"There is but one thing that can be done...Isil seems to be trapped within his own nightmare of the death that pursues him..We may be able to make Victoria dream walk into his nightmare and lead him to the light of life.." Elrond said. All eyes widened.
"WHAT!??" Victoria screeched. "English Please!!" Victoria asked with exceptionally wide questionable eyes.
"Like I have said before..Isil is dying...He is trapped within the darkness that almost has taken full control over his being...The nightmare I perceive, is death.." Elrond explained with knitted eyebrows.
"Why can't any of these dudes..I mean elves, dream walk Isil?" Victoria cried with desperate eyes.
"Because you my dear, are the only pure healer here..well in fact the only pure healer in all of middle earth.." The lord of Rivendell said with even hints of mirth in his eyes.
"Please do it Victoria..out hope grows thin.." Legolas murmured softly with sad eyes.
Victoria let out a groan and grabbed a chair to Isil's side. She sat down.
"What must I do?.." Victoria asked turning to Elrond and crossing her arms.
"Take one of my hands and the other has to have contact with Isil." Instructed Elrond. Victoria turned to Isil and gently placed her hand to his cheek which had become very cold and pale. Elrond then took one of her hands and with the other took Legolas' hand while instructing him to do the same with all of the elves. Soon there was a whole chain.
"Now, I need everyone to focus on the destination..." Elrond commanded closing his eyes in sync with everyone else.
They all focused on the task at hand...to bring there elf friend to the light of the living.. to bring the elf out of the bitter darkness of death..To save him from his beckoning to Mandos..
All of there eyes whipped open upon feeling the connection complete. Victoria's eyes were unblinking and glassy. Her body remained, but her mind and heart had not...
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Victoria's eyes whipped open and was met with a sigh that made her gasp. She was standing in a meadow of ash. She stood in a forest of flames..
Victoria shielded her eyes from the fire..The blast of heat was all too intense..
"Isil!!" Victoria screamed over the roar of the growing fire. But she heard nothing...there was nothing...
Victoria ran through the haze of fire. Where was Isil? she screamed in her panicked thoughts. With a cry, Victoria leapt away from a burning branch as it hurled to the ground spraying sparks of flame at her.
"Isil!!!" Victoria screamed again. But there was no reply.. With a surprised scream, a stream of ash and embers of fire came over her like a rainfall. She yet jumped away before, that patch of burnt grass was turned into a raging dancing ball of fire.
Her eyes were frantic as she searched helplessly for the elf. Panic awoke in Victoria when she realized that she was slowly being overcome by the flames..they were surrounding her..closing in on her.. the heat felt as if, her very insides were melting..
Victoria gave a cry and a silent prayer as she slumped to the ground and curled herself in a ball. She squeezed her eyes shut as the fire seemed to laugh and taunt her. Victoria felt her world falling..
"I Failed Isil...."
"I failed Lord Elrond..failed Legolas..Rialan..everyone.." She whispered to herself as the fire slowly began to inclose around her..
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"What is happening?." One of the soldiers asked. The elves watched in growing interest as the color of Victoria's face began to turn a dark red..
"I do not know.. Victoria is now facing the same darkness as Isil.." Elrond confessed with knitted eyebrows.
"You speak in riddles my lord..please explain." Rialan asked softly while he watched his dying elf friend.
"Victoria is indeed with us here in the room..but her mind and heart is not..she is deep within Isil's nightmare.." He explained slowly.
"What will happen if Victoria does not succeed?" Legolas asked with dim eyes.
"Isil will die.." Elrond said, his voice almost in a whisper.
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Meanwhile Victoria rocked her curled up body...
But then suddenly she heard a faint..whimper?..a cry.
Victoria sat up and looked around. She uttered a cry of joy upon seeing a small figure. Could it had been Isil?.. Hope had awoken in Victoria as she scrambled to her tired legs. She began to make her way toward it...
Victoria's hopes were shattered when a wall of flames blocked the way right toward Isil..Again, she shielded her eyes against the roar of the flames..With a yelp, Victoria jumped aside as a a tree of fire hurled down toward her...
Victoria turned toward the wall of flames that blocked her from the elf she was in desperate pursuit of..
"Well..there's only one way to him...just remember Victoria..stop, drop and roll." Victoria muttered with a snort. Thank God she paid attention in drug and fire prevention class.
She took in a sharp breath.. and ran. Ran toward the wall of flames.. Victoria's breath was stolen from her lungs as she hurled through the air as if in slow motion. The fire swallowed her very being as she passed through..
She only then did find that she was still alive when landing hard on the ground, which to her joy was on the other side of the wall of flames.
Victoria did a short little victory dance before turning to the small figure.
It was in fact Isil. Victoria noticed that he sat very straight with his legs in Indian style. His eyes were open and glassy. As if not even seeing Victoria. She placed her hands on his shoulders.
"Isil!? Isil!" She cried. A spew of fire caught her attention. She looked behind them to gaze in horror as the fire became almost unbearable..
"Isil! Come back to us!" Victoria cried. But Isil did not move nor blink. Victoria took the elf in her arms as the fire licked at her back. She wrapped her arms protectively around him. She let out a cry when the intense temperature filled her head..
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The elves watched in horror as if by itself a long cut formed on Victoria's arm. She sat still next to Isis's still form like it did not effect her in the least.
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Victoria's eyes were squeezed shut again. Isil was tightly in her grasp. She prepared for not only the death of Isil, but herself as the fire formed a tight circle around them.
"Isil..amin hiraetha (I am sorry)..I should have been nicer to you..to everyone..I'm sorry i have let you down.." She whispered in his leaf shaped ear. She let out a cry when she suddenly felt movement in her arms. Isil let out a strangled gasp and his eyes flew open. Victoria let him go with wide eyes.
"Isil!!" She cried. She then pushed him down onto the ground and pulled him over so that they could avoid another spew of flames.
"Victoria!" He gasped. His eyes were frantic as he looked around them.
"Isil you must wake up..if you do not, you will die!" She cried.
" I do not know if I can yet wake up from this nightmare." He murmured. Victoria pulled him to her, as the flames dared to go ever closer.
"You must come to the light..we must get out of here..you cannot leave everyone. like your friends..your parents...your sister Ithlen.." She said in a hushed voice, as she pushed a few strands of blond hair away from his burning face. She then scrambled to her feet and pulled him up as well. Isil wobbled on his feet but momentarily regained his proper footing.
With a yelp, Isil jumped over a high wave of fire pulling Victoria along with him. They grasped eachothers hands fighting against the death hungering embers. They somehow were now running along a thin path of burnt grass that had not yet been touched by the spreading fire..but it would soon overcome them.
"There it is!!" Victoria shouted over the roar. She pointed ahead to what looked like a door of white light. Life..
"We must hurry..The hall of Mandos draws near!" Isil cried to her, while grasping her hand tighter.
The elf and the pure healer ran as fast as there legs could carry them toward the door of life..
In slow motion, they seemed to move...With a mighty roar, A tidal wave of fire and shadow sailed across the plains swallowing everything. Like an orc chasing a fresh piece of meat, the wave chased the two runners.
They at last pushed through the doors of light..
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Legolas, Elrond and the others were now loosing hope for the two of them.. Isil remained as in the same condition. But Victoria's body slumped over and was now laying upon Isil's chest. She looked as if dead with her eyes still open and unblinking.
There hopeless thoughts were erupted suddenly when strangled gasps were let out from both of them.
Victoria's breaths were erratic as she hyperventilated. Isil whimpered softly as he regained conscious. The elves were at there side at once.
"Holy Elbereth!!! Victoria you did it!" Legolas cried with shining eyes. Victoria was too muffled with breathing to be able to speak. Isil was surrounded with hugs and prayers of rejoice.
"You brought him back." Rialan said proudly while placing a hand on her heaving back. She looked up at him and simply nodded. Isil then broke the chattering.
"Victoria...I owe you my life..I am forever in your debt.." Isil murmured, tears of joy of being alive flowing down his cheeks. For one of the first times, Victoria smiled. It was truly a sight.
"It's ok..but really..what would you elves do without me?.." She said with the slightest smirk. They all laughed. Elrond put a hand on her shoulder.
"I am proud of you...you did something that will forever be remembered.." Elrond said softly.
"All I need if my name to be forever in the Guinness book of world records, then I'll be convinced." She said with another smirk as she was only met with confused expressions. She simply waved the comment away.
"I have truly became to respect you Victoria." Legolas replied gently.
"Well Thats good to hear Barbie boy." Victoria said.
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A/N: Finally I'm Done!!!!!!!!! I hope you likd that one!! and don't be misunderstood. Isil was not in hell. this chapter with the parts with him and Victoria only took place in his nightmare.
namarie and read and review!
THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!! SO much for all the reviews!!!!!!!!!!! as i have said before..my readers rock my world!!!! keep them reviews a'coming!
BUt as of late..I received an email from someone telling me that i am very disrespectful about using midsummers eve.. i have not even written the chapter about it. I happen to have heard the mention of the holiday in the Lord of the rings movie itself...I do not mean to offend anyone. the story is making the elves celebrate midsummers, not the celtics. since i seem to offend people, i will not be posting a chapter with midsummers being celebrated. I was planning on making it a chapter where they don't get drunk is thats what people are thinking. I was planning it to be a chapter where the elves sing and dance and you kow just celebrate life and culture.
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Legolas rushed down the maze like halls of Rivendell. The company followed behind as he carried Isil's limp body. His forehead was lined with sweat.
"Ah Legolas, prince of Mirkwood. I was not expecting you to arrive so early to Imladris." Said a voice. They whipped around to see the lord of Rivendell. When he saw Isil, he rushed over with knitted eyebrows.
"Who in the hell is that?" Victoria asked, whispering in Rialan's ear.
"Tis Elrond half-elven, lord of Imladris." Said Rialan in a hushed whisper as he gazed upon the dark haired elf. Victoria studied him for a moment. The elf man was tall and had an air of wisdom about his eyes. His voice was also regal yet soft.
"What had happened?" Elrond asked.
"We were on the road, upon our way here to Rivendell, and were attacked by a vicious pack of warg riders." gasped Legolas.
"Come this way. Make haste.." Elrond said firmly and then turned to rush down the hall. The group of elves followed along with Victoria who's mouth was set in a grim frown. She did not have time to marvel at her surroundings.
And so they continued down the halls until they could find the healing room.
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"Come back to the light Isil.." Elrond commanded softly to the poisoned elf. Isil lay on the bed, continuing to sweat. His face had turned to a deadly white.
"Isil listen to my voice..come back to us young one.." He continued. Isil' head slowly turned from side to side in pain is if in a nightmare.
"Victoria how are successful?.." Elrond asked examining the wound again. They had removed Isil' tunic and though his deep gash and stopped bleeding, it was obviously poisoned.
"I cannot do this! I am still to weak and have not had too much training.." Victoria muttered with a frustrated sigh, attempting to summon her powers again but had not avail. Lord Elrond let out a sigh.
"There is little I can do..Isil has fallen too deep into the darkness..He cannot return to the light.." Elrond said solemnly. The elves bowed ther heads in defeat..they had failed there friend..
"There must be something you can do.." Legolas murmured looking to the lord of Rivendell, hope in his clear eyes. Elrond looked to the dying elf and then to Victoria who gazed at Isil with a heavy sympathetic frown upon her lips.
"There is but one thing that can be done...Isil seems to be trapped within his own nightmare of the death that pursues him..We may be able to make Victoria dream walk into his nightmare and lead him to the light of life.." Elrond said. All eyes widened.
"WHAT!??" Victoria screeched. "English Please!!" Victoria asked with exceptionally wide questionable eyes.
"Like I have said before..Isil is dying...He is trapped within the darkness that almost has taken full control over his being...The nightmare I perceive, is death.." Elrond explained with knitted eyebrows.
"Why can't any of these dudes..I mean elves, dream walk Isil?" Victoria cried with desperate eyes.
"Because you my dear, are the only pure healer here..well in fact the only pure healer in all of middle earth.." The lord of Rivendell said with even hints of mirth in his eyes.
"Please do it Victoria..out hope grows thin.." Legolas murmured softly with sad eyes.
Victoria let out a groan and grabbed a chair to Isil's side. She sat down.
"What must I do?.." Victoria asked turning to Elrond and crossing her arms.
"Take one of my hands and the other has to have contact with Isil." Instructed Elrond. Victoria turned to Isil and gently placed her hand to his cheek which had become very cold and pale. Elrond then took one of her hands and with the other took Legolas' hand while instructing him to do the same with all of the elves. Soon there was a whole chain.
"Now, I need everyone to focus on the destination..." Elrond commanded closing his eyes in sync with everyone else.
They all focused on the task at hand...to bring there elf friend to the light of the living.. to bring the elf out of the bitter darkness of death..To save him from his beckoning to Mandos..
All of there eyes whipped open upon feeling the connection complete. Victoria's eyes were unblinking and glassy. Her body remained, but her mind and heart had not...
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Victoria's eyes whipped open and was met with a sigh that made her gasp. She was standing in a meadow of ash. She stood in a forest of flames..
Victoria shielded her eyes from the fire..The blast of heat was all too intense..
"Isil!!" Victoria screamed over the roar of the growing fire. But she heard nothing...there was nothing...
Victoria ran through the haze of fire. Where was Isil? she screamed in her panicked thoughts. With a cry, Victoria leapt away from a burning branch as it hurled to the ground spraying sparks of flame at her.
"Isil!!!" Victoria screamed again. But there was no reply.. With a surprised scream, a stream of ash and embers of fire came over her like a rainfall. She yet jumped away before, that patch of burnt grass was turned into a raging dancing ball of fire.
Her eyes were frantic as she searched helplessly for the elf. Panic awoke in Victoria when she realized that she was slowly being overcome by the flames..they were surrounding her..closing in on her.. the heat felt as if, her very insides were melting..
Victoria gave a cry and a silent prayer as she slumped to the ground and curled herself in a ball. She squeezed her eyes shut as the fire seemed to laugh and taunt her. Victoria felt her world falling..
"I Failed Isil...."
"I failed Lord Elrond..failed Legolas..Rialan..everyone.." She whispered to herself as the fire slowly began to inclose around her..
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"What is happening?." One of the soldiers asked. The elves watched in growing interest as the color of Victoria's face began to turn a dark red..
"I do not know.. Victoria is now facing the same darkness as Isil.." Elrond confessed with knitted eyebrows.
"You speak in riddles my lord..please explain." Rialan asked softly while he watched his dying elf friend.
"Victoria is indeed with us here in the room..but her mind and heart is not..she is deep within Isil's nightmare.." He explained slowly.
"What will happen if Victoria does not succeed?" Legolas asked with dim eyes.
"Isil will die.." Elrond said, his voice almost in a whisper.
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Meanwhile Victoria rocked her curled up body...
But then suddenly she heard a faint..whimper?..a cry.
Victoria sat up and looked around. She uttered a cry of joy upon seeing a small figure. Could it had been Isil?.. Hope had awoken in Victoria as she scrambled to her tired legs. She began to make her way toward it...
Victoria's hopes were shattered when a wall of flames blocked the way right toward Isil..Again, she shielded her eyes against the roar of the flames..With a yelp, Victoria jumped aside as a a tree of fire hurled down toward her...
Victoria turned toward the wall of flames that blocked her from the elf she was in desperate pursuit of..
"Well..there's only one way to him...just remember Victoria..stop, drop and roll." Victoria muttered with a snort. Thank God she paid attention in drug and fire prevention class.
She took in a sharp breath.. and ran. Ran toward the wall of flames.. Victoria's breath was stolen from her lungs as she hurled through the air as if in slow motion. The fire swallowed her very being as she passed through..
She only then did find that she was still alive when landing hard on the ground, which to her joy was on the other side of the wall of flames.
Victoria did a short little victory dance before turning to the small figure.
It was in fact Isil. Victoria noticed that he sat very straight with his legs in Indian style. His eyes were open and glassy. As if not even seeing Victoria. She placed her hands on his shoulders.
"Isil!? Isil!" She cried. A spew of fire caught her attention. She looked behind them to gaze in horror as the fire became almost unbearable..
"Isil! Come back to us!" Victoria cried. But Isil did not move nor blink. Victoria took the elf in her arms as the fire licked at her back. She wrapped her arms protectively around him. She let out a cry when the intense temperature filled her head..
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The elves watched in horror as if by itself a long cut formed on Victoria's arm. She sat still next to Isis's still form like it did not effect her in the least.
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Victoria's eyes were squeezed shut again. Isil was tightly in her grasp. She prepared for not only the death of Isil, but herself as the fire formed a tight circle around them.
"Isil..amin hiraetha (I am sorry)..I should have been nicer to you..to everyone..I'm sorry i have let you down.." She whispered in his leaf shaped ear. She let out a cry when she suddenly felt movement in her arms. Isil let out a strangled gasp and his eyes flew open. Victoria let him go with wide eyes.
"Isil!!" She cried. She then pushed him down onto the ground and pulled him over so that they could avoid another spew of flames.
"Victoria!" He gasped. His eyes were frantic as he looked around them.
"Isil you must wake up..if you do not, you will die!" She cried.
" I do not know if I can yet wake up from this nightmare." He murmured. Victoria pulled him to her, as the flames dared to go ever closer.
"You must come to the light..we must get out of here..you cannot leave everyone. like your friends..your parents...your sister Ithlen.." She said in a hushed voice, as she pushed a few strands of blond hair away from his burning face. She then scrambled to her feet and pulled him up as well. Isil wobbled on his feet but momentarily regained his proper footing.
With a yelp, Isil jumped over a high wave of fire pulling Victoria along with him. They grasped eachothers hands fighting against the death hungering embers. They somehow were now running along a thin path of burnt grass that had not yet been touched by the spreading fire..but it would soon overcome them.
"There it is!!" Victoria shouted over the roar. She pointed ahead to what looked like a door of white light. Life..
"We must hurry..The hall of Mandos draws near!" Isil cried to her, while grasping her hand tighter.
The elf and the pure healer ran as fast as there legs could carry them toward the door of life..
In slow motion, they seemed to move...With a mighty roar, A tidal wave of fire and shadow sailed across the plains swallowing everything. Like an orc chasing a fresh piece of meat, the wave chased the two runners.
They at last pushed through the doors of light..
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Legolas, Elrond and the others were now loosing hope for the two of them.. Isil remained as in the same condition. But Victoria's body slumped over and was now laying upon Isil's chest. She looked as if dead with her eyes still open and unblinking.
There hopeless thoughts were erupted suddenly when strangled gasps were let out from both of them.
Victoria's breaths were erratic as she hyperventilated. Isil whimpered softly as he regained conscious. The elves were at there side at once.
"Holy Elbereth!!! Victoria you did it!" Legolas cried with shining eyes. Victoria was too muffled with breathing to be able to speak. Isil was surrounded with hugs and prayers of rejoice.
"You brought him back." Rialan said proudly while placing a hand on her heaving back. She looked up at him and simply nodded. Isil then broke the chattering.
"Victoria...I owe you my life..I am forever in your debt.." Isil murmured, tears of joy of being alive flowing down his cheeks. For one of the first times, Victoria smiled. It was truly a sight.
"It's ok..but really..what would you elves do without me?.." She said with the slightest smirk. They all laughed. Elrond put a hand on her shoulder.
"I am proud of you...you did something that will forever be remembered.." Elrond said softly.
"All I need if my name to be forever in the Guinness book of world records, then I'll be convinced." She said with another smirk as she was only met with confused expressions. She simply waved the comment away.
"I have truly became to respect you Victoria." Legolas replied gently.
"Well Thats good to hear Barbie boy." Victoria said.
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A/N: Finally I'm Done!!!!!!!!! I hope you likd that one!! and don't be misunderstood. Isil was not in hell. this chapter with the parts with him and Victoria only took place in his nightmare.
namarie and read and review!