Disclaimer: I don't own Tolkien's stuff and crap like that…I think you know…

Don't mistake this for a Mary-sue! I despise Mary-sues! Grrrrr…

Without the problems of the main female character…my story would not work!

Well anyway! Carry on and enjoy! ^_^

Disease

Chapter 1

By: Suki

            "Listen and stay still…" Vynel whispered.  The crew of immature elves kneeled behind her carefully following directions…they said not a word and held up their bows ever so still…

            "Wait for it…" directed Vynel.  One of the elves watching from behind held up his bow and shot his arrow that bulleted and whistled before striking a chicken right in the heart.  He smiled and felt good about himself…a fool who breezed by his archery sessions.  Vynel turned around and sent him a piercing death stare.  Hastily she marched up to him…

            "The heck do you think your doing? You are ruining everything!  Not only did you strike the chicken in it's breast instead of aiming for the neck…your not even in this practice session!" She scoffed at the young elf.

            "I know I know…but it was going so slow!  Those poor little elves aren't going to learn a thing; you are doing it wrong…you must take action! A Chicken is a chicken…and to kill it is to kill it…no matter where you arrow may hit it," He smirked…

            "Katostrophi…this is why you are still training…you have yet to understand…maybe you should be demoted and return to these practices since you obviously haven't mastered them…" Vynel glared at him…

            "Oh like you are much better…just because you are only a couple thousand years older than I am…damn…you older elves think your so wise," Katostrophi spat.

            "Say what you will young and naïve one…I'm not the one who still can't shoot small rocks out of the sky…and I am not the one who still continues to cut his hair…" She smiled… He looked down at his feet.  It was a common custom for young elves to cut their hair until they arrived at a mature enough age to grow out their hair without ever cutting it.  If you saw an elf with short hair…you knew they must have been a youth.  A tall man with long blonde hair and pale gray eyes glided to Vynel's side when he had heard the commotion…but he had a large grin on his face that made his features sparkle.  Vynel smiled as well…this man was her hero…his name was Capulet.  He was one of the oldest and one of the most handsome of the elfin men Vyneldia had ever laid her eyes upon.  He had trained her since she was a youth herself…

            "I could hear you two quarrel about a mile away…" Capulet smiled.  When an Elf tells you they could hear you from a mile away…they really mean they heard from a mile away, "What say you Vyneldia?"

Vynel's full name was Vyneldia, and she was a proud elf of a remote village by the name of Isilmi… Vynel also happened to be a very devoted warrior, but took time out of her own training to help much younger elves.  Her eyes were an emerald green that shined and sparkled whilst her brown hair gleamed in the sunlight…Vynel wielded a sword better than many other, but her archery skills she was known for the most.  When she heard Capulet speak her name…she felt honorable.

"Training the children…some of them need be more considerate though…" Said Vynel passing a glance towards Katostrophi.

"Ah yes…young Katostrophi, I would speak with you about your behavior if I wasn't here only for the soul mission to report Vyneldia to a secret council meeting…" Capulet focused his attention on Vynel…she winced at his stare. 

"There's a secret council meeting? I have not heard of such meeting…" Katostrophi frowned…

"That is because…it's secret," Capulet hissed.  He took Vynel's hand and led her to the location of the meeting and left Katostrophi watching from behind as they disappeared in a large crowd…

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Meanwhile we direct our story to two other familiar faces…A tall stunningly handsome elf sitting beside his ever so trusted dwarven friend…both enjoying a quiet meal upon large stones in front of a tall stone structure that forms itself into the castle of Mirkwood.  The dwarf concentrated on his meal…while Legolas polished his elfin knives and shamelessly stared at a lady elf that laid her beauty upon his eyes in the distance.

"Legolas…your mind seems to escape you," The dwarf remarked.

"No…I'm quite with you Gimli," Legolas quickly went back to polishing his knives.

"I know what takes away your good sense…don't think I haven't noticed her before you," snickered Gimli.  He looked towards the woman working… the one female elf with the strawberry hair and the eyes of hazel.  Legolas looked up at her again…

"Ah Scarlet…I do not love her if that is what you think…" replied Legolas, who was now frowning down at the grinning Gimli.

"But you think you could love her…" Gimli explained…Legolas let out a deep sigh.

"If only had the chance.  When I try to get closer…Scarlet pulls away.  We are not good friends because of her fearfulness of my own self…" Legolas looked down. "She desires to live in chastity…"

"Love has a way…" Gimli explained.

"I do not love Scarlet…not at all.  I've been taken away by her sweetness and beauty, but I hardly know her." Legolas almost shouted…he did not want Gimli getting the wrong idea.  Gimli nodded and then looked as if he wanted to speak, but took another bite of a chicken leg…

"Legolas…you have women throw themselves at your feet…yet you pick the women that have no desire for you," thought Gimli out loud…

"I follow my senses…you should know that by now my friend…" Legolas smiled.

Today was such a pleasant day…Legolas looked up to a cloudless sky and the sun looked down upon him smiling.  What could go wrong on such a marvelous morning…nothing!  As Gimli and Legolas enjoyed their perfect day a woman came from the doors of Mirkwood's castle and slowly walked up to Legolas.  You would suspect her to have a lovely smile now wouldn't you, but no…she had the expression of distress on her face.  Legolas sensed the negative energy…

"Prince…my Lord…your father is…" She looked away from Legolas.

"Madam…what is it?" Legolas stood up.  She had a concerning look on her face which made Legolas begin to worry.  She put her hand up to her mouth to keep from breaking down…

"He's dying," she sobbed.

Legolas' eyes grew wide and immediately he dashed off without a moment's notice…not even to consider how this was even possibly happening…Elves don't just start "Dieing".  It was logically impossible, so what was happening?

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"What weighs heavily on your mind child?" The Elder of Isilmi spoke to Vynel…She turned her head the other direction and focused on a small rock in the corner of the room.

"What do you mean?" She lied.

"I believe you know what I mean.  Your performance this week has been lacking your full potential, your are becoming more stubborn and snapping at your fellow trainers…" Informed the elder.

"It's been bugging me, they aren't listening! They don't do things right!" Vynel tried to find the right words to use, but what released from her lips sounded like pure stupidity.  She felt like a fool and her sentence proved just that.

"Vynel…" he glared at her this time.

            "I'm afraid I will be kicked out of your city…" Vynel finally spoke the truth.

            "Why ever would we do that?" His eyes widened now.  Capulet was standing by the throne, carefully watching, and this made Vynel grow even more nervous.

            Slowly she stepped backwards.  She put a hand to her heart and rubbed it gently…"There's a pain…right here".

            "Your heart is in pain…why dear Vyneldia, your in love?" Capulet whispered.  Vynel looked up at Capulet…she blushed but shook her head.

            "No…this is not the pain of love…it hurts right here…it really hurts," Vynel replied sadly.

            "Please explain Vyneldia…" The Elder grew tired of worrying…

            She stepped back even further now…but she focused on the great Elder of Isilmi.  She continued to rub her chest, "It's a pain I have endured all my life…first but a small pricking slowly increasing to a stinging sensation.  I learned to ignore it by focusing on what matters, but a couple of days ago I noticed the pain increasing much more, and when I got dressed in the early dawn of that morning I noticed something…" Vynel paused.

            "What did you notice Vynel…You must not be hasty, but you must not straggle on your words…" The elder spoke.  Vynel frowned and pulled out a large knife.

            "I noticed this!" Vynel shouted and with the knife at hand made a large cut down the front of her chest opening her tunic open and revealing an entangled design of a thorn vine marked on her chest.  It hovered just over her heart, and Capulet's eyes grew wide while the elder made no visible expression change… They both opened their mouth's to speak but Vynel quickly hushed them.

            "I also noticed when I was a child I was able to move large pebbles and small rocks with the concentration of my mind and the wave of my very own hands…no big deal right?  Well now I've notice I am able to do this…" Vynel settled down for one moment and then she turned her attention to a chair in the corner.  She raised her hands violently causing the chair to rise in mid-air and throw itself into the wall…clearly shattering it into mere wood chippings.  Vynel breathed heavily and then once again grasped the striking pain where the visible markings on her chest were.

            "You see!! You see now? Great elder…I cause a threat to our village!" Vynel sobbed, "This is what weighs heavily on my mind…"

            The great elder looked at her for a small moment…then without turning his head, he handed Capulet a large sterling silver sword.  Capulet took the sword hesitantly…

            "But Sire…" Capulet began but he was hushed.  Vynel was moved to tears; slowly she fell to her knees and bent over.  Vynel revealed her neck as much as she could… She knew her threat to Isilmi would now cause her death…

            Capulet raised the sword above her head…

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            Author's note: How do you like my story so far? ^_^… I will write more once I get the chance, but I wanted to see how it would be doing so far.  The two main characters of my story have not yet met each other you see…so there obviously can't be any romance yet… But I really think you should not be quick to judge what is happening.  I like to write Irony…keep that in mind….

Please enjoy! ^__________________^ Excuse my habit of always using smiley faces…on_no

P.S. lol…I have problems with typos and grammar some times…I don't trust my spell check often… I know there will still be mistakes even if I use Grammar and Spell check… but nicely tell me if there is…don't say stuff like "U Suck! You cannot spell! U Suck!"…lol I find that very ignorant..