We had only gone a few more feet when Lightning refused to walk any further. "Fine. Be that way!" I yelled in frustration, letting the rains fall from my hands. Careful not to trip over the fallen soldiers, I picked my way across the battlefield. Shoot, the boats have arrived. I'm gonna be LATE! chanting a short spell, I transported myself into the very middle of the war. Hawman. I'm already tired! Okay, I can do this! Deep breaths and-
"AHHHHHHH!!!" I fell to the floor with an thud.
"Damn it all!" I yelled, kicking off the body that had been forced on me.
"Ouch!" came a female voice. Oh great! My arch enemy (though I've never before met her) Yup, you guessed it, Eowyn. (A/N- sorry all you Eowyn lovers... I despise her. Therefore, so does Ana. Don't worry, there will be no more Eowyn bashing! Promise!) Carefully, I helped the young girl up, only to push her back down again. "What the Dev-" she stopped short when she saw me lunge at a vicious Ork. "Oh." she mumbled quietly, standing up. "Milady." She said, dipping her head, and covering her voice slightly.
"Eowyn, now is not the time. You came here to fight, and so did I. Let us not keep the public waiting any longer." I replied, marching off towards a man surrounded by the vile creatures. Things seemed to move very slowly after that. I fought, and, I fought... and I fought to keep my breakfast down... I lost count of how many things I'd killed. It seemed as though I was on automatic. (AN - hullo. I can't exactly remember how this part of the book goes. I haven't read them (the books) sense like 7th grade, so like... 3 yrs ago. Yeah, anyway, so, sorry if this isn't exactly how it should be! I'm trying my best!) As I was saying, Things actually got rather boring at one point, that was, of course, until the King of the Nazgul showed up for the party. Boy was he... I can't exactly say ugly, now can I? (A/N- hehehehe, get it? Cuz he doesn't have a face, ya' know..? Okay, fine, maybe only I thought it was funny!!) Naturally, I looked around for Eowyn. And where do you suppose she was? Yes, well, let me tell you, she was nowhere near where she was supposed to be. She was way away, like yards and yards away, fighting along with her comrades. (A/N- Shit, I really wish I re-read this part of the story! I tried, honestly, I did... But I couldn't find it!) Slowly, reluctantly, I forced my way towards the awful beast. (A/N- okay, promise, last a/n... for awhile at least. i messed this part up bad, but, whatever, i made the ships come too early. sorry! but i'm not going to change it!)
"Be gone Foul being! Leave the dead in peace." I said, standing before him
"Come not between the Nazgul and his prey, for he will slay thee." He was riding on top some dragon like beast. Frightfully ugly.
"Do what you will. I shall hinder it if I may."
"Hinder me? Fool! Do you not know the prophecy? No living man may hinder me!"
"But no living man am I." I replied, pulling down my hood. "You look upon a she-elf. Lalandra am I. Be gone, for living, dark or dead, I will smite thee!" I felt so small, standing before him and his beast. But what could I do? He had to be killed. Laughing evilly, The lord of Darkness' second, climbed down from his ride, and stood before me. Gosh, he was tall! I dropped my staff and brought out my sword. My sword was very special to me. For, like my staff, it too held magic within it. Heat and cold worked together to smite any who dare cross its path. I smiled, holding it in front of me. The Nazgul lunged at me, I slid out of the way, grazing his left side with my sword. He hissed in anger and pain. My smile got more bold, as he lunged again. Swords clashed, sparks flew... I was in love, JUST KIDDING! Someone from behind stabbed the King in his back, He let out a shriek of pain, then another hiss as someone else dealt him another blow. I laughed outright, knowing it must have been Eowyn and Merry. "Good-bye, Milord." I said, as I brought up my sword, and swept it across where its neck would have been. The body fell to the floor, deflating rapidly.
Later, after the war was finally over, all the important people were sitting inside a tent, talking over different strategies of how they could help Frodo and Samwise. unfortunately,
they didn't consider me important enough, so I was left outside, chatting idlywith Merry and Pippin. We were talking about our families, when a thought occurred to me. Without
thinking, I rushed towards the special tent, and went inside. Everyone turned and looked at me, most of them with annoyed expressions.
"So sorry for interrupting, I know this is very important and all but... umm... Gandalf? When you're done here, and if you have some time... could I speak with you? It's kinda
important... but not half as important as this and- its just that-"
"Yes, yes. If I have time, we shall talk." I smiled gratefully at him, then swept my gaze one last time over all the other faces. My eyes fell on Legolas', I gave him a small wink, then
left.
I lost track of time, but what seemed like weeks later-of course it wasn't that long-, Gandalf came to talk.
"What is weighing so heavily on your mind that it could not wait until later?" He asked, sitting down beside me on a stone bench.
"It just occurred to me, I don't know who my father is."
"Nonsense! -"
"No, you see, I was told that Galadriel was my mother. Celeborn cannot be my father. For one thing, Fathers do not usually treat their children so coldly. And another, you yourself
practically told me that I was a wizard. So, the way I see it, I can't really be a pure elf.. I mean, no elf has as much power as I do, and they are only really good at healing! I can do so
much more!" I think this is the first time Gandalf had been so nervous! It was coming off him in waves! The poor guy! He heaved a heavy sigh, and replied,
"You are correct in thinking these things. Celeborn is not your father. You are only half elf. You are also, half enchantress."
"So, who *is* my father then?"
"I am." Whoa, whoa whoa! GANDALF is my father? THE Gandalf?? YAY!!!
~~ Aftermath ~~
After everything concerning the ring was finally resolved (or so we thought) Legolas and I got married. Cresto is still holding the hope that his lost love will come again. Gandalf,
Frodo, Elrond, Galadriel and Celeborn all left on the white boat thing. They are sorely missed. Although the ring has been destroyed, Orks still roamed Middle Earth, and reeked as
much havoc as before, if not more because they were completely unorganized. but there is nothing we can really do...
A/N - YAY it's over!!! well, you'll have to wait for the next part to see if Cresto ever does find his love, and how the hell they get rid of the orks. it's titled 'The Raven' there isn't
much I can tell you about it because I would give the whole thing away! well, as always review! and, I'll see you in the next book! ~ Always, Dulc
"AHHHHHHH!!!" I fell to the floor with an thud.
"Damn it all!" I yelled, kicking off the body that had been forced on me.
"Ouch!" came a female voice. Oh great! My arch enemy (though I've never before met her) Yup, you guessed it, Eowyn. (A/N- sorry all you Eowyn lovers... I despise her. Therefore, so does Ana. Don't worry, there will be no more Eowyn bashing! Promise!) Carefully, I helped the young girl up, only to push her back down again. "What the Dev-" she stopped short when she saw me lunge at a vicious Ork. "Oh." she mumbled quietly, standing up. "Milady." She said, dipping her head, and covering her voice slightly.
"Eowyn, now is not the time. You came here to fight, and so did I. Let us not keep the public waiting any longer." I replied, marching off towards a man surrounded by the vile creatures. Things seemed to move very slowly after that. I fought, and, I fought... and I fought to keep my breakfast down... I lost count of how many things I'd killed. It seemed as though I was on automatic. (AN - hullo. I can't exactly remember how this part of the book goes. I haven't read them (the books) sense like 7th grade, so like... 3 yrs ago. Yeah, anyway, so, sorry if this isn't exactly how it should be! I'm trying my best!) As I was saying, Things actually got rather boring at one point, that was, of course, until the King of the Nazgul showed up for the party. Boy was he... I can't exactly say ugly, now can I? (A/N- hehehehe, get it? Cuz he doesn't have a face, ya' know..? Okay, fine, maybe only I thought it was funny!!) Naturally, I looked around for Eowyn. And where do you suppose she was? Yes, well, let me tell you, she was nowhere near where she was supposed to be. She was way away, like yards and yards away, fighting along with her comrades. (A/N- Shit, I really wish I re-read this part of the story! I tried, honestly, I did... But I couldn't find it!) Slowly, reluctantly, I forced my way towards the awful beast. (A/N- okay, promise, last a/n... for awhile at least. i messed this part up bad, but, whatever, i made the ships come too early. sorry! but i'm not going to change it!)
"Be gone Foul being! Leave the dead in peace." I said, standing before him
"Come not between the Nazgul and his prey, for he will slay thee." He was riding on top some dragon like beast. Frightfully ugly.
"Do what you will. I shall hinder it if I may."
"Hinder me? Fool! Do you not know the prophecy? No living man may hinder me!"
"But no living man am I." I replied, pulling down my hood. "You look upon a she-elf. Lalandra am I. Be gone, for living, dark or dead, I will smite thee!" I felt so small, standing before him and his beast. But what could I do? He had to be killed. Laughing evilly, The lord of Darkness' second, climbed down from his ride, and stood before me. Gosh, he was tall! I dropped my staff and brought out my sword. My sword was very special to me. For, like my staff, it too held magic within it. Heat and cold worked together to smite any who dare cross its path. I smiled, holding it in front of me. The Nazgul lunged at me, I slid out of the way, grazing his left side with my sword. He hissed in anger and pain. My smile got more bold, as he lunged again. Swords clashed, sparks flew... I was in love, JUST KIDDING! Someone from behind stabbed the King in his back, He let out a shriek of pain, then another hiss as someone else dealt him another blow. I laughed outright, knowing it must have been Eowyn and Merry. "Good-bye, Milord." I said, as I brought up my sword, and swept it across where its neck would have been. The body fell to the floor, deflating rapidly.
Later, after the war was finally over, all the important people were sitting inside a tent, talking over different strategies of how they could help Frodo and Samwise. unfortunately,
they didn't consider me important enough, so I was left outside, chatting idlywith Merry and Pippin. We were talking about our families, when a thought occurred to me. Without
thinking, I rushed towards the special tent, and went inside. Everyone turned and looked at me, most of them with annoyed expressions.
"So sorry for interrupting, I know this is very important and all but... umm... Gandalf? When you're done here, and if you have some time... could I speak with you? It's kinda
important... but not half as important as this and- its just that-"
"Yes, yes. If I have time, we shall talk." I smiled gratefully at him, then swept my gaze one last time over all the other faces. My eyes fell on Legolas', I gave him a small wink, then
left.
I lost track of time, but what seemed like weeks later-of course it wasn't that long-, Gandalf came to talk.
"What is weighing so heavily on your mind that it could not wait until later?" He asked, sitting down beside me on a stone bench.
"It just occurred to me, I don't know who my father is."
"Nonsense! -"
"No, you see, I was told that Galadriel was my mother. Celeborn cannot be my father. For one thing, Fathers do not usually treat their children so coldly. And another, you yourself
practically told me that I was a wizard. So, the way I see it, I can't really be a pure elf.. I mean, no elf has as much power as I do, and they are only really good at healing! I can do so
much more!" I think this is the first time Gandalf had been so nervous! It was coming off him in waves! The poor guy! He heaved a heavy sigh, and replied,
"You are correct in thinking these things. Celeborn is not your father. You are only half elf. You are also, half enchantress."
"So, who *is* my father then?"
"I am." Whoa, whoa whoa! GANDALF is my father? THE Gandalf?? YAY!!!
~~ Aftermath ~~
After everything concerning the ring was finally resolved (or so we thought) Legolas and I got married. Cresto is still holding the hope that his lost love will come again. Gandalf,
Frodo, Elrond, Galadriel and Celeborn all left on the white boat thing. They are sorely missed. Although the ring has been destroyed, Orks still roamed Middle Earth, and reeked as
much havoc as before, if not more because they were completely unorganized. but there is nothing we can really do...
A/N - YAY it's over!!! well, you'll have to wait for the next part to see if Cresto ever does find his love, and how the hell they get rid of the orks. it's titled 'The Raven' there isn't
much I can tell you about it because I would give the whole thing away! well, as always review! and, I'll see you in the next book! ~ Always, Dulc
