New chappie! Hello ppl! My birthday is today, I am so happy! I'm 13!!!!!!!
*coughs* Ahem. Anyway, here's the story!
Disclaimer: *sulks* Yeah, yeah, I don't own anything except Faera, Nevtassere, Elenya, Siruvin, and Helios. Darn. Someday..
~*~ We're Coming, Too! ~*~
Boromir stood up. "And just what the diddly are you doing? Who are you, witch?" Legolas silenced him with a glare (hot hot hot).
"My name is Lady Nevtassere. You can call me Nevtassere, or just Nev, for short. My friends and I are here to join the Fellowship. Our reasons are to be discussed later." Taking off her cloak, she looked Boromir hard in the eye. She had dark blonde, chin length hair that flipped out at the edges, green eyes, slightly pointed ears, and looked to about 20 or so. "And I do not take kindly to being insulted, so hold your tongue. Where is Lord Elrond? I wish to speak with him?"
"Now, wait a moment! Who are the other two? We won't let you see Lord Elrond until you show yourselves." Said Gimli.
"Fine. I am Lady Elenya, but just call me Elenya. I am a woodland sprite." The short one lifted her hood to reveal green eyes, brown hair in long ponytail, and freckles adorning an impish grin. She promptly skipped over to the hobbits and started talking about food. Nevtassere groaned and slapped a hand over her eyes. "That girl.honestly."
"And you would be?" Aragorn questioned the last girl. She sighed impatiently, and pulled off her cloak. "My name is Faera. Now, I want to see Elrond. Where is he?" Faera had waist length, black hair with white streaks, and grey eyes. Or, eye. Her left eye looked odd, like she was blind in it. The strangest thing about her is that she had wings. Folded upon her back were one black, dragon-like wing and one white, feathery wing. "Elrond is expecting us. Take us to him." she added.
"What are you?" sneered Boromir. (Sorry all Boromir fans out there, but in this story, he's a semi-semi-bad guy.) She glared murderously at him. "That is NONE of your concern!" Aragorn stepped between them. "Calm down, both of you. Now," he added, turning to Nevtassere, " could you at least tell us where you are from?"
"We were sent from the Undying Lands to aid you on your quest. Lord Elrond is expecting us, would you please take us to him?"
Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other, and nodded. "Alright, follow us." Replied Legolas, glancing at Faera. She was still glaring daggers at the back of Boromir's head.
Down winding corridors, through many elegant rooms, they finally reached Lord Elrond's chambers. Legolas knocked quietly on the door, and it swung gracefully open, to reveal Elrond talking with two other elves. "Ah! You have arrived, Lady Nevtassere, Elenya, and Faera! Good, good. All of you have met the three ladies, I presume? Well, there are more to come! Everyone, meet Siruvin and Helios! They will be accompanying you on your trek." Siruvin stood up. He was an elve, with black hair and green eyes, tall and slim, like the rest of you.
" I'm Siruvin, I come from Lothlorien. I'm honored to meet you all." He said with a handsome smile. Helios stood up with a small smile, and said, "My name is Helios. I'm from Lothlorien, too." He had long brown hair, and auburn eyes. He was slightly shorter than Siruvin. There was an awkward silence.
"Well! Welcome to the group, mates! I'm Pippin, and this is Merry! He's Frodo, he's Sam! We're hobbits!" And introductions were made.
Later that night, everyone was settling down for the night, as they had a long journey ahead. Boromir and Aragorn were talking while they were cleaning their swords. "I don't trust them. Those two elves seem well enough, but those girls look suspicious to me. That Faera girl, she isn't human! Or elve, dwarf, orc, or Uruk-hai! I don't like the idea of her coming along." Complained Boromir. "Give them a chance, they will prove themselves. Wait, and see, Boromir, be patient." Said Aragorn.
Meanwhile, far away, a new evil was forming. "Send the Witchking and the Nine Black Riders after our dear master Gandalf and his piteous band of rebels.leave none alive! Muah ha ha ha!!!"
~*~
Can ya guess who that was? Review with who you think it is.though, it's kind of obvious.Sorry for the short chapters.I'll try to do better! New chappie soon! C ya!
Nevtassere
Pweeeeeez review? *gives big puppy eyes* Pweeeeeez?
*sings slightly off key* Happy Birthday to me.happy birthday to me.happy birthday dear meee.happy birthday to me! Hee hee!
Disclaimer: *sulks* Yeah, yeah, I don't own anything except Faera, Nevtassere, Elenya, Siruvin, and Helios. Darn. Someday..
~*~ We're Coming, Too! ~*~
Boromir stood up. "And just what the diddly are you doing? Who are you, witch?" Legolas silenced him with a glare (hot hot hot).
"My name is Lady Nevtassere. You can call me Nevtassere, or just Nev, for short. My friends and I are here to join the Fellowship. Our reasons are to be discussed later." Taking off her cloak, she looked Boromir hard in the eye. She had dark blonde, chin length hair that flipped out at the edges, green eyes, slightly pointed ears, and looked to about 20 or so. "And I do not take kindly to being insulted, so hold your tongue. Where is Lord Elrond? I wish to speak with him?"
"Now, wait a moment! Who are the other two? We won't let you see Lord Elrond until you show yourselves." Said Gimli.
"Fine. I am Lady Elenya, but just call me Elenya. I am a woodland sprite." The short one lifted her hood to reveal green eyes, brown hair in long ponytail, and freckles adorning an impish grin. She promptly skipped over to the hobbits and started talking about food. Nevtassere groaned and slapped a hand over her eyes. "That girl.honestly."
"And you would be?" Aragorn questioned the last girl. She sighed impatiently, and pulled off her cloak. "My name is Faera. Now, I want to see Elrond. Where is he?" Faera had waist length, black hair with white streaks, and grey eyes. Or, eye. Her left eye looked odd, like she was blind in it. The strangest thing about her is that she had wings. Folded upon her back were one black, dragon-like wing and one white, feathery wing. "Elrond is expecting us. Take us to him." she added.
"What are you?" sneered Boromir. (Sorry all Boromir fans out there, but in this story, he's a semi-semi-bad guy.) She glared murderously at him. "That is NONE of your concern!" Aragorn stepped between them. "Calm down, both of you. Now," he added, turning to Nevtassere, " could you at least tell us where you are from?"
"We were sent from the Undying Lands to aid you on your quest. Lord Elrond is expecting us, would you please take us to him?"
Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other, and nodded. "Alright, follow us." Replied Legolas, glancing at Faera. She was still glaring daggers at the back of Boromir's head.
Down winding corridors, through many elegant rooms, they finally reached Lord Elrond's chambers. Legolas knocked quietly on the door, and it swung gracefully open, to reveal Elrond talking with two other elves. "Ah! You have arrived, Lady Nevtassere, Elenya, and Faera! Good, good. All of you have met the three ladies, I presume? Well, there are more to come! Everyone, meet Siruvin and Helios! They will be accompanying you on your trek." Siruvin stood up. He was an elve, with black hair and green eyes, tall and slim, like the rest of you.
" I'm Siruvin, I come from Lothlorien. I'm honored to meet you all." He said with a handsome smile. Helios stood up with a small smile, and said, "My name is Helios. I'm from Lothlorien, too." He had long brown hair, and auburn eyes. He was slightly shorter than Siruvin. There was an awkward silence.
"Well! Welcome to the group, mates! I'm Pippin, and this is Merry! He's Frodo, he's Sam! We're hobbits!" And introductions were made.
Later that night, everyone was settling down for the night, as they had a long journey ahead. Boromir and Aragorn were talking while they were cleaning their swords. "I don't trust them. Those two elves seem well enough, but those girls look suspicious to me. That Faera girl, she isn't human! Or elve, dwarf, orc, or Uruk-hai! I don't like the idea of her coming along." Complained Boromir. "Give them a chance, they will prove themselves. Wait, and see, Boromir, be patient." Said Aragorn.
Meanwhile, far away, a new evil was forming. "Send the Witchking and the Nine Black Riders after our dear master Gandalf and his piteous band of rebels.leave none alive! Muah ha ha ha!!!"
~*~
Can ya guess who that was? Review with who you think it is.though, it's kind of obvious.Sorry for the short chapters.I'll try to do better! New chappie soon! C ya!
Nevtassere
Pweeeeeez review? *gives big puppy eyes* Pweeeeeez?
*sings slightly off key* Happy Birthday to me.happy birthday to me.happy birthday dear meee.happy birthday to me! Hee hee!