(author â€" jennzah)
Legolas was having a hard time controlling his anger. He wanted answers from the sorceress, and he wanted them immediately.
Reighn, who wanted only to rest and watch over Boromir, was troubled. She had not counted on this happening. She was searching for Jairah, in the web, but did not see her. She could not feel her presence anywhere.
That meant only one thing. When Reighn had pulled Boromir through the portal, something had come in after them and pulled Jairah through. Which meant that the dark lord now had in his possession the spirit of Jairah, the mind of her, held captive in his fiery prison. He meant to use her power to recreate himself.
Reighn was loathe to tell Legolas this, she knew he would be fiery angry. After they had moved Jairah's body up to their room, he had been pacing the room while she sat and searched. He wanted answers.
Reighn came out of the web, tired, worn. She rose to her feet, and turned to him.
"I know where she is." she said clearly.
Legolas stopped pacing and turned to face her fully. "Where?"
Reighn closed her eyes again. "She is being held by the Dark Lord. When I brought Boromir through the portal, the Shadow must have reached through and latched on to Jairah, pulling her mind and spirit to the Dark Land. That is why she is not inside her body."
Legolas' eyes flashed a blue flame. Reighn could feel his anger, and his pain, it came out very strong.
"You did this to her, " he said quietly, angrily. "She trusted you. We all did. You asked of her to use her power, and you did it for your own selfish reasons. And now she is lost."
Reighn looked at him, just as angrily. "Selfish? You begged her to learn the power, for your own selfish reasons."
Legolas stopped, he did not know how she knew of that conversation.
"Yes. I begged her to learn from you because it would protect her. You used her power and she is lost."
Reighn moved to speak, then closed her mouth.
Legolas drew near to her. "I do not need to tell you that she was precious to me. You knew. And yet you still risked her life for your own reasons." He was so close to her that their noses were going to touch in a second. He drew up to her ear. "Find a way to bring her back." he whispered. "Because if the Dark Lord takes her, and she is lost, you will have more than one life destroyed in your hands."
With that, he took leave of her, walking calmly up the stairs and to the room where Jairah's body lay.
(author : alasia)
Reighn was exhausted both mentally and physically and still she did not
rest. She had barely and magical power left, and she knew that with Jairah's
training only partially complete, that she could only protect her mind for so
long. She paced the length of the area used for the council, tired mind
searching for answers. She was deep in thought, her defenses down, vulnerable.
She did not see, or sense Elrond, Aragorn, Arwen, Gimli, and Legolas enter the
room and sit down. Elrond, however, brought her back to herself, "Reighn."
Her head shot up and she stared at Elrond for a moment, the shadows on her face
stark. Her skin was pale and her exhaustion was plain to everyone in the circle.
She gazed around the group and finally spoke, "I have no solution for you-"
Legolas stood and she raised a hand, "But I do have a spark of hope for you, and
a full telling of the truth behind what has happened here."
The elven archer sat down again, glaring daggers at the sorceress. She
continued, "Since Jairah's training is far enough ahead she will be able to
protect herself for a time. I have been unable to contact Athair, something is
blocking him. I will go after her through the web when my strength is returned.
"Now, as for Boromir. He is alive again because Sauron resurrected him. He
was the vessel that Sauron was using to give Jairah those dreams. I am a
Dream-weaver, and know that you have to have something connected - however
remotely - to your subject. When Jairah went with Athair to continue connecting
herself to the web I entered her mind and tracked the thread that connected the
dreams to Sauron.
"The strand led me to the room in which Boromir was being held. His mental
turmoil was so great that he himself yanked me from Jairah's mind and into his
own. His mind was a pit of blackness, his thoughts and memories confused. His
senses in fluctuation. He was filled with so much turmoil, confusion and pain
that my mind subconsciously began to direct everything back to its place within
him. I connected myself to him mentally so that I would be able to tell if
Sauron tried anything again. I had begun the healing, but he had to finish it,
and he had to mental defenses.
"Three days passed when he called out to me mentally. The cry was so strong
I was pulled to him immediately, he was trapped in his mind, it was all chaos
once again, and Sauron was trying to use him again. He was actually fighting
back, and so I poured my strength into him and he banished the Dark Lord from
his mind. He collapsed and I began to rebuild once again. I cannot tell you what
happened in those hours, but I wrought enough shields around him to protect them
and then left. I regrouped my strength and went after him. I reasoned with
myself that I did so to help protect Jairah from Sauron, but Legolas, you were
right, I did this for my own selfish reasons.
"I did not know the shadow would take her, and i cannot tell you that all
will be well. I am so exhausted mentally and physically that I will be out of
commission for days. I wil draw on the Web as much as I can for strength to
speed up the strengthening process until I am strong enough mentally, and then I
will go after her, but I cannot so it alone. I will do this in three hours time.
But my attempt may fail because I do not have the strength on my own right now. I
just wish I had another source to draw on, one that Sauron could not touch. If
Athair was not blocked I could draw in his power, but I cannot reach him..."
There Reighns voice trailed off.
(author â€" Jennzah)
The group was all deep in thought, when Legolas spoke up. "You said you need another with only a small amount the power?"
Reighn nodded, looking curiously at him.
Legolas looked pained, holding back something. He closed his eyes. "While in Lothlorien, before we were separated, Jairah and I shared blood, which bound us together from that moment on." he said bitterly, opening his eyes. "Would this not mean that I would possess some of this power?"
Reighn nodded again. "It would have passed to you in her blood. However small an amount, you would possess it."
Legolas looked at her with stone cold eyes. "Then i will help you, but only to get Jairah back. Tell me what i need do."
Reighn rose from her chair. "I will rest for the three before mentioned hours. Then we will meet back here."
With that, the group dispersed.
******
Legolas walked away from the council area, his heart heavier than he ever remembered it being. He did not trust Reighn, but he was going to have to heed her word if he was to see his beloved returned to him.
He was about to return to the room where she lay, when he heard his name being called. "Legolas!" it called.
He turned in curiosity to see where the voice was coming from. He saw the young Hobbits, Samwise and Frodo, running towards him.
"Legolas!" they called again, and he watched as they ran with their small legs to him.
Sam was the first to reach him, and he held out his hand. "Hail, Master Elf!" he said happily. "How fare you?"
Legolas had not the heart to tell him, as he watched Frodo walk up more slowly, and shake his hand. Frodo did not speak, but could tell something was wrong with the elf, as he looked dark. Legolas always had been the most spirited of their Company, especially since Jairah had come into his life.
Sam was still chattering away, not noticing a thing. "So!" he said. "Lovely to be in Rivendell again, with the elves!"
Frodo looked again at Legolas. "And where is your beloved? Surely she must be around."
Legolas looked at Frodo, the pain searing around his heart.
"Alas," he said. "You have arrived to sad tidings."
Frodo stared at him, and Sam stopped chattering about the trees or some such nonsense.
"Sad Tidings?" Frodo asked. "Where is Jairah?" Fear entered his heart, for he was fond of Jairah, she'd helped him on his journey to Mordor.
Legolas looked at him again. "She has been taken by the Dark Lord." he said softly. He began to quietly recount the tale of Reighn, the nightmares, and at last, the return of Boromir and the taking of Jairah.
"Who is this Reighn, who can wield a power so great?" Frodo asked.
"She is from the future" Legolas said. "She came because the power in Jairah is great, and it brought her here. She sensed the Dark Lord's presence, though we could not."
Frodo and Sam could not speak.
"There is a bit of hope, so it may seem." Legolas said. "Though i doubt myself in it. I have some of Jairah's power. And in a few hours, Reighn will teach me to use it so that we may retrieve Jairah. I am afraid i will not be strong enough, and something will go wrong. I cannot aim an arrow at an evil like this. I am to be but a pawn in all of it."
Frodo put a hand on Legolas' arm. "It will be alright, my friend."
Legolas could only look at him. "Let us hope. For i fear she may be lost forever
Legolas was having a hard time controlling his anger. He wanted answers from the sorceress, and he wanted them immediately.
Reighn, who wanted only to rest and watch over Boromir, was troubled. She had not counted on this happening. She was searching for Jairah, in the web, but did not see her. She could not feel her presence anywhere.
That meant only one thing. When Reighn had pulled Boromir through the portal, something had come in after them and pulled Jairah through. Which meant that the dark lord now had in his possession the spirit of Jairah, the mind of her, held captive in his fiery prison. He meant to use her power to recreate himself.
Reighn was loathe to tell Legolas this, she knew he would be fiery angry. After they had moved Jairah's body up to their room, he had been pacing the room while she sat and searched. He wanted answers.
Reighn came out of the web, tired, worn. She rose to her feet, and turned to him.
"I know where she is." she said clearly.
Legolas stopped pacing and turned to face her fully. "Where?"
Reighn closed her eyes again. "She is being held by the Dark Lord. When I brought Boromir through the portal, the Shadow must have reached through and latched on to Jairah, pulling her mind and spirit to the Dark Land. That is why she is not inside her body."
Legolas' eyes flashed a blue flame. Reighn could feel his anger, and his pain, it came out very strong.
"You did this to her, " he said quietly, angrily. "She trusted you. We all did. You asked of her to use her power, and you did it for your own selfish reasons. And now she is lost."
Reighn looked at him, just as angrily. "Selfish? You begged her to learn the power, for your own selfish reasons."
Legolas stopped, he did not know how she knew of that conversation.
"Yes. I begged her to learn from you because it would protect her. You used her power and she is lost."
Reighn moved to speak, then closed her mouth.
Legolas drew near to her. "I do not need to tell you that she was precious to me. You knew. And yet you still risked her life for your own reasons." He was so close to her that their noses were going to touch in a second. He drew up to her ear. "Find a way to bring her back." he whispered. "Because if the Dark Lord takes her, and she is lost, you will have more than one life destroyed in your hands."
With that, he took leave of her, walking calmly up the stairs and to the room where Jairah's body lay.
(author : alasia)
Reighn was exhausted both mentally and physically and still she did not
rest. She had barely and magical power left, and she knew that with Jairah's
training only partially complete, that she could only protect her mind for so
long. She paced the length of the area used for the council, tired mind
searching for answers. She was deep in thought, her defenses down, vulnerable.
She did not see, or sense Elrond, Aragorn, Arwen, Gimli, and Legolas enter the
room and sit down. Elrond, however, brought her back to herself, "Reighn."
Her head shot up and she stared at Elrond for a moment, the shadows on her face
stark. Her skin was pale and her exhaustion was plain to everyone in the circle.
She gazed around the group and finally spoke, "I have no solution for you-"
Legolas stood and she raised a hand, "But I do have a spark of hope for you, and
a full telling of the truth behind what has happened here."
The elven archer sat down again, glaring daggers at the sorceress. She
continued, "Since Jairah's training is far enough ahead she will be able to
protect herself for a time. I have been unable to contact Athair, something is
blocking him. I will go after her through the web when my strength is returned.
"Now, as for Boromir. He is alive again because Sauron resurrected him. He
was the vessel that Sauron was using to give Jairah those dreams. I am a
Dream-weaver, and know that you have to have something connected - however
remotely - to your subject. When Jairah went with Athair to continue connecting
herself to the web I entered her mind and tracked the thread that connected the
dreams to Sauron.
"The strand led me to the room in which Boromir was being held. His mental
turmoil was so great that he himself yanked me from Jairah's mind and into his
own. His mind was a pit of blackness, his thoughts and memories confused. His
senses in fluctuation. He was filled with so much turmoil, confusion and pain
that my mind subconsciously began to direct everything back to its place within
him. I connected myself to him mentally so that I would be able to tell if
Sauron tried anything again. I had begun the healing, but he had to finish it,
and he had to mental defenses.
"Three days passed when he called out to me mentally. The cry was so strong
I was pulled to him immediately, he was trapped in his mind, it was all chaos
once again, and Sauron was trying to use him again. He was actually fighting
back, and so I poured my strength into him and he banished the Dark Lord from
his mind. He collapsed and I began to rebuild once again. I cannot tell you what
happened in those hours, but I wrought enough shields around him to protect them
and then left. I regrouped my strength and went after him. I reasoned with
myself that I did so to help protect Jairah from Sauron, but Legolas, you were
right, I did this for my own selfish reasons.
"I did not know the shadow would take her, and i cannot tell you that all
will be well. I am so exhausted mentally and physically that I will be out of
commission for days. I wil draw on the Web as much as I can for strength to
speed up the strengthening process until I am strong enough mentally, and then I
will go after her, but I cannot so it alone. I will do this in three hours time.
But my attempt may fail because I do not have the strength on my own right now. I
just wish I had another source to draw on, one that Sauron could not touch. If
Athair was not blocked I could draw in his power, but I cannot reach him..."
There Reighns voice trailed off.
(author â€" Jennzah)
The group was all deep in thought, when Legolas spoke up. "You said you need another with only a small amount the power?"
Reighn nodded, looking curiously at him.
Legolas looked pained, holding back something. He closed his eyes. "While in Lothlorien, before we were separated, Jairah and I shared blood, which bound us together from that moment on." he said bitterly, opening his eyes. "Would this not mean that I would possess some of this power?"
Reighn nodded again. "It would have passed to you in her blood. However small an amount, you would possess it."
Legolas looked at her with stone cold eyes. "Then i will help you, but only to get Jairah back. Tell me what i need do."
Reighn rose from her chair. "I will rest for the three before mentioned hours. Then we will meet back here."
With that, the group dispersed.
******
Legolas walked away from the council area, his heart heavier than he ever remembered it being. He did not trust Reighn, but he was going to have to heed her word if he was to see his beloved returned to him.
He was about to return to the room where she lay, when he heard his name being called. "Legolas!" it called.
He turned in curiosity to see where the voice was coming from. He saw the young Hobbits, Samwise and Frodo, running towards him.
"Legolas!" they called again, and he watched as they ran with their small legs to him.
Sam was the first to reach him, and he held out his hand. "Hail, Master Elf!" he said happily. "How fare you?"
Legolas had not the heart to tell him, as he watched Frodo walk up more slowly, and shake his hand. Frodo did not speak, but could tell something was wrong with the elf, as he looked dark. Legolas always had been the most spirited of their Company, especially since Jairah had come into his life.
Sam was still chattering away, not noticing a thing. "So!" he said. "Lovely to be in Rivendell again, with the elves!"
Frodo looked again at Legolas. "And where is your beloved? Surely she must be around."
Legolas looked at Frodo, the pain searing around his heart.
"Alas," he said. "You have arrived to sad tidings."
Frodo stared at him, and Sam stopped chattering about the trees or some such nonsense.
"Sad Tidings?" Frodo asked. "Where is Jairah?" Fear entered his heart, for he was fond of Jairah, she'd helped him on his journey to Mordor.
Legolas looked at him again. "She has been taken by the Dark Lord." he said softly. He began to quietly recount the tale of Reighn, the nightmares, and at last, the return of Boromir and the taking of Jairah.
"Who is this Reighn, who can wield a power so great?" Frodo asked.
"She is from the future" Legolas said. "She came because the power in Jairah is great, and it brought her here. She sensed the Dark Lord's presence, though we could not."
Frodo and Sam could not speak.
"There is a bit of hope, so it may seem." Legolas said. "Though i doubt myself in it. I have some of Jairah's power. And in a few hours, Reighn will teach me to use it so that we may retrieve Jairah. I am afraid i will not be strong enough, and something will go wrong. I cannot aim an arrow at an evil like this. I am to be but a pawn in all of it."
Frodo put a hand on Legolas' arm. "It will be alright, my friend."
Legolas could only look at him. "Let us hope. For i fear she may be lost forever
