Chapter 7- Save Me
"Mark??" she yelled in disbelief. "You must be mistaken, my lady. I am Ivan." he replied, giving her a funny look. She was confused. He looked exactly like Mark, besides the now noticeable pointy ears. Now all the observers filled in the rest of the seats. Ivan was sitting in the seat across from her. "Please, choose your weapons." Elrond said. She took out her nun-chucks, only to receive a loud laugh from her opponent. "Do you truly believe that you can beat me with that?" he said still laughing. She just stared at him. "Aren't you going to choose a weapon?" Elrond said looking at Ivan. "No, I don't need one. She is but a mere woman! I can take her on with my bare hands," he said standing up. She stood after him, still not breaking her gaze. *What am I going to do? It's like I'm fighting Mark.Wait! It's like I'm fighting Mark! Now is my chance to get back at everything he did to me.* she thought to herself with a sudden smile. "Let the fight begin!" Elrond said with a wave of his hands. She charged him as if he was clad in red and she was an angry bull. Everyone was stunned at her strength, speed, and grace. He was unable to move quickly enough and fell to the ground in a thud after she hit him everywhere possible (above the belt). And the fight was over. Nobody moved, except for Alex who was panting heavily. "I want a rematch," Ivan said getting up. "And this time, I will choose my weapon." He grabbed a sword and ran for Alex. What could a piece of wood do against a sword? But Alex was smarter than that, and she caught his blow on the metal chain. But she was beginning to tire, and he was strong and assertive. She was going to have to give up and admit defeat. She let go of the nun-chucks and waited for her finish. But it never came. She lifted her head to see that Legolas had hit him on the head with the back of a blade. Ivan was knocked out on the floor, and Legolas had anger written all over his face. His gaze met hers, and the anger went away. He walked over to her. "Are you okay, melamin?" he said taking her hands. "Yes, I am. But, why did you do that?" she asked. "I couldn't let him hurt you like that." He looked around to find that everyone had a little smirk on their faces. They were discovered. "So this is what you have been hiding, Legolas?" said one of the men. "Yes, Aragorn. I'm afraid you're right." he said with joy in his voice. And with that, everyone got up and began to shuffle out. Two elves came and carried Ivan away. "Already calling her 'melamin', are you?" Gandalf whispered to Legolas on the way out. He blushed slightly and nodded. Gandalf sighed and said, "I am surprised that I did not recognize it earlier. Wizards are supposed to know these things." And with that he left. Alex turned back to Legolas and asked, "What does melamin mean? You have been calling me that a lot now." He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "It means my love." "I really need to learn Elvish," she said as they began to walk back to the great hallways. "I will teach you, melamin." He took her hand in his. "You also need to teach me who all these people are. I don't know any of them," she told him. "That may take a while! How about tonight, after supper? I will tell you all about them." he said just as they reached the dining hall. "That sounds great, melamin," she said to him in a whisper. They were inside now, and everyone else had already been seated. They sat and were served lunch, or dinner as they liked to call it here. Elrond leaned over to Gandalf, who was sitting next to him, and whispered, "Now, if we could only teach her to do what she did with her nun-chucks, with a better weapon." "Yes, and I know the perfect teacher." Gandalf replied with a smirk.
"Mark??" she yelled in disbelief. "You must be mistaken, my lady. I am Ivan." he replied, giving her a funny look. She was confused. He looked exactly like Mark, besides the now noticeable pointy ears. Now all the observers filled in the rest of the seats. Ivan was sitting in the seat across from her. "Please, choose your weapons." Elrond said. She took out her nun-chucks, only to receive a loud laugh from her opponent. "Do you truly believe that you can beat me with that?" he said still laughing. She just stared at him. "Aren't you going to choose a weapon?" Elrond said looking at Ivan. "No, I don't need one. She is but a mere woman! I can take her on with my bare hands," he said standing up. She stood after him, still not breaking her gaze. *What am I going to do? It's like I'm fighting Mark.Wait! It's like I'm fighting Mark! Now is my chance to get back at everything he did to me.* she thought to herself with a sudden smile. "Let the fight begin!" Elrond said with a wave of his hands. She charged him as if he was clad in red and she was an angry bull. Everyone was stunned at her strength, speed, and grace. He was unable to move quickly enough and fell to the ground in a thud after she hit him everywhere possible (above the belt). And the fight was over. Nobody moved, except for Alex who was panting heavily. "I want a rematch," Ivan said getting up. "And this time, I will choose my weapon." He grabbed a sword and ran for Alex. What could a piece of wood do against a sword? But Alex was smarter than that, and she caught his blow on the metal chain. But she was beginning to tire, and he was strong and assertive. She was going to have to give up and admit defeat. She let go of the nun-chucks and waited for her finish. But it never came. She lifted her head to see that Legolas had hit him on the head with the back of a blade. Ivan was knocked out on the floor, and Legolas had anger written all over his face. His gaze met hers, and the anger went away. He walked over to her. "Are you okay, melamin?" he said taking her hands. "Yes, I am. But, why did you do that?" she asked. "I couldn't let him hurt you like that." He looked around to find that everyone had a little smirk on their faces. They were discovered. "So this is what you have been hiding, Legolas?" said one of the men. "Yes, Aragorn. I'm afraid you're right." he said with joy in his voice. And with that, everyone got up and began to shuffle out. Two elves came and carried Ivan away. "Already calling her 'melamin', are you?" Gandalf whispered to Legolas on the way out. He blushed slightly and nodded. Gandalf sighed and said, "I am surprised that I did not recognize it earlier. Wizards are supposed to know these things." And with that he left. Alex turned back to Legolas and asked, "What does melamin mean? You have been calling me that a lot now." He smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "It means my love." "I really need to learn Elvish," she said as they began to walk back to the great hallways. "I will teach you, melamin." He took her hand in his. "You also need to teach me who all these people are. I don't know any of them," she told him. "That may take a while! How about tonight, after supper? I will tell you all about them." he said just as they reached the dining hall. "That sounds great, melamin," she said to him in a whisper. They were inside now, and everyone else had already been seated. They sat and were served lunch, or dinner as they liked to call it here. Elrond leaned over to Gandalf, who was sitting next to him, and whispered, "Now, if we could only teach her to do what she did with her nun-chucks, with a better weapon." "Yes, and I know the perfect teacher." Gandalf replied with a smirk.