Disclaimer: I forgot to add this to Chapter 1, but it's not like y'all
aren't aware of the fact that only Tolkien owns LOTR characters. The guy
was a genius! If you really want to know about Elves and their history
you simply must pick up The Silmarillion (shameless plus for Tolkien).
(A/N: Here it is!! Chapter 2. I hope you guys enjoy it. As this is my first fanfic I would really really love reviews. Seriously – all comments are appreciate beyond measure.)
Chapter 2 – One Year Later
Legolas walked alongside the paved road wondering, not for the first time, how he was to find Georn as he had shape-shifted to scout this new world. He had been walking for some time now without a single sign of life. He wondered what exactly were the differences between this world and his own. Thus far he saw none but this strange road.
Off in the distance he heard a strange roaring sound. It was unlike anything he had ever heard and it was coming closer very quickly from behind him. Turning he saw a strange purple mechanical object hurling towards him with great speed. He had barely jumped aside to safety when the object came to a screeching halt, and a woman jumped out of it.
"Ohmigod! Are you okay!?" asked Alania in alarm rushing to Legolas' side. She hadn't seen him in front of her as Dante was barking like a mad dog behind her. She had only turned her head for a second to tell her dog to be quiet when she saw the figure in front of her car. She was terrified that she had hit him, though she hadn't heard anything hit her car. "Oh please oh please let whoever this is be okay. What the heck were they doing in the middle of the road?" she thought to herself.
Legolas lay in an ungraceful heap on the side of the road barely containing his anger at almost getting struck. He mentally took an inventory of any possible injuries, and finding none let himself relax somewhat. He turned at the sound of the voice to see who was addressing him. All he could gather was that it was a red haired woman as the sun was in his eyes. "I seem to be alright" said Legolas.
Alania reached a hand to help him stand up. She was still so flustered that she almost hit him that she barely noticed what he looked like. She continued apologizing and attempting to explain that she only took her eyes off the road for a moment because of her dog and that she was very sorry and was there anything she could do for him.
Legolas took the hand offered as a gesture of good will. He didn't really need help standing up, but the woman was so apologetic that he felt it would be the correct thing to do. As he stood he became aware of how soft the skin on her hand was and held onto it for a few seconds longer than necessary when he was up. That was when he actually saw her for the first time.
In front of him stood a woman at least an entire head shorter than he with massive amounts of fire red hair that fell in curls and waves to the middle of her back. There was a slight breeze blowing the hair off her face and Legolas couldn't help but smile at her. Pale milky skin in an oval face, with fascinating hazel eyes that held intelligence and tenacity. He felt he look get lost in those eyes. His gaze lowered to her lips, full luscious pink lips. He had the strangest urge to lean down and kiss her to see if her lips tasted as sweet as they looked. Lowering his gaze once more, he took in her figure. She reminded him of an hour glass, and he thought to himself that no she-elf was ever as enticing. Legolas noticed she was still talking and apologizing.
"My lady, you have done no harm. You see, I am standing and fine. Your apology is unnecessary, though I should say you ought to keep your eyes on the task at hand next time" said Legolas with a smile.
Alania halted mid-sentence and looked up at him, finally seeing the man she almost hit. His long white-blond hair was loose except for a braid on each side of him keeping his hair out of his face. He had two crystal blue eyes that held mirth, cleverness and resourcefulness. She felt that if she were not careful he would be able to look into her eyes and read her soul with his eyes. His voice was musical and hypnotic, and she knew she could be content to just listen to him speak for hours. He was taller than she was and she had to look up to meet his gaze. She fought and lost the battle to not smile back and blushed at the fact that she had stopped thinking that she almost killed him and was now thinking (or was she hoping?) of all the ways he may want her to apologize. She quickly lowered her eyes to avoid his guessing her thoughts and realized that she was now staring at his incredible body. Muscular and trim, his clothes just barely molded to him. You could tell, even though you couldn't really see, that underneath was a body sculpted by god himself. Alania gulped, took a deep breath and took a step back to put more distance between them.
"Are you sure you're alright? I feel just terrible" asked Alania.
"Truly, I am fine" answered Legolas. "Are you alright? You seem more shaken than I."
"Oh me? I'm just so relieved that you're ok. I can't believe you're even asking how I am after what almost happened. That's very understanding."
The dog had gotten out of the car as soon as Alania had rushed out of it and forgotten to close the door. Georn patiently watched the two exchange apologies and pleasantries and rolled his eyes in frustration. "Gads, it'll take the two of them forever to exchange names. And Legolas hasn't even noticed me yet. It's always up to the shape-shifter to move things along, isn't it?" Georn barked and trotted over to the two. He licked Legolas' hand and then sat at his side panting happily.
Legolas looked down at the dog and met the dog's eyes. When he realized that this was Georn he kneeled down and asked "This is the person you've chosen to help us with our task?!" in elfish so that Alania would not understand. The dog barked twice. "Couldn't you have found someone a little less, um, female? How is she to help us?!" Georn merely rolled his eyes, barked again and nudged Legolas over towards the car.
Alania, watching the exchange between her dog and the strange man, was amused and a little surprised. Her dog never took to people. Ever. This was the first person that he seemed to have any affection or trust for. She also heard the stranger speaking to him in a foreign language that sounded musical, but she couldn't quite place it. Perhaps it was the quality and tone of this stranger that made her dog so trusting. Whatever it was about him, Dante was clearly willing to let this man tag along with them. Oddly, she found herself agreeing with her dog, thought she couldn't for the life of her figure out why. "This guy could be some sort of homicidal maniac for all I know. Granted a totally gorgeous homicidal maniac, but a potential loon nevertheless" She thought to herself.
"I see that Dante has taken quite a liking to you. He's typically not very trusting of people" said Alania.
"Dante? The dog's name is Dante?" asked Legolas with a smirk and looking at Georn. Georn made a sound like a harrumph and continued to the car.
"Well, yes. Shakespeare was too long. Anyway, where are you headed?"
"I was on my way to see a friend when I got lost. Perhaps you can help me." Legolas had to try and find a way to ingratiate himself upon Alania. His task now also involved her as Georn as chosen her for the mission.
Alania glanced at Legolas as they headed to her car. She noticed his odd clothing and then saw that he carried a quiver and bow. "Alrighty then. The guy's got a bow and arrows. There's something you don't see everyday. Is the Renaissance Faire going on now?" she wondered. "Well, I suppose you can come with me to my place and use the phone. It's not very far from here and I was heading home anyway" Alania told Legolas.
"That would be most appreciated, my lady." And with that Legolas got into the car.
"My lady!? Guess the Faire is going on. This guy is way into character" thought Alania. She got into the driver's seat, started the car and said "Seeing as how we're going to be stuck together for a little while… my name is Alania. Nice meeting you."
"Mine is Legolas. The pleasure is mine."
(A/N: Here it is!! Chapter 2. I hope you guys enjoy it. As this is my first fanfic I would really really love reviews. Seriously – all comments are appreciate beyond measure.)
Chapter 2 – One Year Later
Legolas walked alongside the paved road wondering, not for the first time, how he was to find Georn as he had shape-shifted to scout this new world. He had been walking for some time now without a single sign of life. He wondered what exactly were the differences between this world and his own. Thus far he saw none but this strange road.
Off in the distance he heard a strange roaring sound. It was unlike anything he had ever heard and it was coming closer very quickly from behind him. Turning he saw a strange purple mechanical object hurling towards him with great speed. He had barely jumped aside to safety when the object came to a screeching halt, and a woman jumped out of it.
"Ohmigod! Are you okay!?" asked Alania in alarm rushing to Legolas' side. She hadn't seen him in front of her as Dante was barking like a mad dog behind her. She had only turned her head for a second to tell her dog to be quiet when she saw the figure in front of her car. She was terrified that she had hit him, though she hadn't heard anything hit her car. "Oh please oh please let whoever this is be okay. What the heck were they doing in the middle of the road?" she thought to herself.
Legolas lay in an ungraceful heap on the side of the road barely containing his anger at almost getting struck. He mentally took an inventory of any possible injuries, and finding none let himself relax somewhat. He turned at the sound of the voice to see who was addressing him. All he could gather was that it was a red haired woman as the sun was in his eyes. "I seem to be alright" said Legolas.
Alania reached a hand to help him stand up. She was still so flustered that she almost hit him that she barely noticed what he looked like. She continued apologizing and attempting to explain that she only took her eyes off the road for a moment because of her dog and that she was very sorry and was there anything she could do for him.
Legolas took the hand offered as a gesture of good will. He didn't really need help standing up, but the woman was so apologetic that he felt it would be the correct thing to do. As he stood he became aware of how soft the skin on her hand was and held onto it for a few seconds longer than necessary when he was up. That was when he actually saw her for the first time.
In front of him stood a woman at least an entire head shorter than he with massive amounts of fire red hair that fell in curls and waves to the middle of her back. There was a slight breeze blowing the hair off her face and Legolas couldn't help but smile at her. Pale milky skin in an oval face, with fascinating hazel eyes that held intelligence and tenacity. He felt he look get lost in those eyes. His gaze lowered to her lips, full luscious pink lips. He had the strangest urge to lean down and kiss her to see if her lips tasted as sweet as they looked. Lowering his gaze once more, he took in her figure. She reminded him of an hour glass, and he thought to himself that no she-elf was ever as enticing. Legolas noticed she was still talking and apologizing.
"My lady, you have done no harm. You see, I am standing and fine. Your apology is unnecessary, though I should say you ought to keep your eyes on the task at hand next time" said Legolas with a smile.
Alania halted mid-sentence and looked up at him, finally seeing the man she almost hit. His long white-blond hair was loose except for a braid on each side of him keeping his hair out of his face. He had two crystal blue eyes that held mirth, cleverness and resourcefulness. She felt that if she were not careful he would be able to look into her eyes and read her soul with his eyes. His voice was musical and hypnotic, and she knew she could be content to just listen to him speak for hours. He was taller than she was and she had to look up to meet his gaze. She fought and lost the battle to not smile back and blushed at the fact that she had stopped thinking that she almost killed him and was now thinking (or was she hoping?) of all the ways he may want her to apologize. She quickly lowered her eyes to avoid his guessing her thoughts and realized that she was now staring at his incredible body. Muscular and trim, his clothes just barely molded to him. You could tell, even though you couldn't really see, that underneath was a body sculpted by god himself. Alania gulped, took a deep breath and took a step back to put more distance between them.
"Are you sure you're alright? I feel just terrible" asked Alania.
"Truly, I am fine" answered Legolas. "Are you alright? You seem more shaken than I."
"Oh me? I'm just so relieved that you're ok. I can't believe you're even asking how I am after what almost happened. That's very understanding."
The dog had gotten out of the car as soon as Alania had rushed out of it and forgotten to close the door. Georn patiently watched the two exchange apologies and pleasantries and rolled his eyes in frustration. "Gads, it'll take the two of them forever to exchange names. And Legolas hasn't even noticed me yet. It's always up to the shape-shifter to move things along, isn't it?" Georn barked and trotted over to the two. He licked Legolas' hand and then sat at his side panting happily.
Legolas looked down at the dog and met the dog's eyes. When he realized that this was Georn he kneeled down and asked "This is the person you've chosen to help us with our task?!" in elfish so that Alania would not understand. The dog barked twice. "Couldn't you have found someone a little less, um, female? How is she to help us?!" Georn merely rolled his eyes, barked again and nudged Legolas over towards the car.
Alania, watching the exchange between her dog and the strange man, was amused and a little surprised. Her dog never took to people. Ever. This was the first person that he seemed to have any affection or trust for. She also heard the stranger speaking to him in a foreign language that sounded musical, but she couldn't quite place it. Perhaps it was the quality and tone of this stranger that made her dog so trusting. Whatever it was about him, Dante was clearly willing to let this man tag along with them. Oddly, she found herself agreeing with her dog, thought she couldn't for the life of her figure out why. "This guy could be some sort of homicidal maniac for all I know. Granted a totally gorgeous homicidal maniac, but a potential loon nevertheless" She thought to herself.
"I see that Dante has taken quite a liking to you. He's typically not very trusting of people" said Alania.
"Dante? The dog's name is Dante?" asked Legolas with a smirk and looking at Georn. Georn made a sound like a harrumph and continued to the car.
"Well, yes. Shakespeare was too long. Anyway, where are you headed?"
"I was on my way to see a friend when I got lost. Perhaps you can help me." Legolas had to try and find a way to ingratiate himself upon Alania. His task now also involved her as Georn as chosen her for the mission.
Alania glanced at Legolas as they headed to her car. She noticed his odd clothing and then saw that he carried a quiver and bow. "Alrighty then. The guy's got a bow and arrows. There's something you don't see everyday. Is the Renaissance Faire going on now?" she wondered. "Well, I suppose you can come with me to my place and use the phone. It's not very far from here and I was heading home anyway" Alania told Legolas.
"That would be most appreciated, my lady." And with that Legolas got into the car.
"My lady!? Guess the Faire is going on. This guy is way into character" thought Alania. She got into the driver's seat, started the car and said "Seeing as how we're going to be stuck together for a little while… my name is Alania. Nice meeting you."
"Mine is Legolas. The pleasure is mine."