I'm so sorry it's so late. My computer wasn't working right, but it's better now.
This is the final chapter people! Hope ya enjoy it!! Near the end there will be a songfic type thing. You might notice that everyone's out of character, but you know living in the perfect world for centuries will do that to a person.
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Tenshi-I think I will write a sequel. Most likely it will be very short, but it's better than nothing.
Epilogue-One of us
When they awoke the next morning Crystal took them to Rivendell.
"Beloved!"
Aragorn turned to face Arwen, shock written on her beautiful features after witnessing their sudden appearance in the courtyard. He walked to her and took her into his arms.
"What is it, daughter?" Lord Elrond rounded a corner and stopped. "How?" he asked befuddled.
Gandalf smiled and pointed to the woman among them. "The Guardian."
"She helped a lot," Pippin chirped.
"She has power beyond compare, my friend," he explained. "She has indeed played a large part in our success."
Elrond turned to the woman Gandalf called "Guardian." He took in her appearance with a weary eye. She seemed small, not fit to accomplish the task said of her. He took note of her hair. Ebony locks with lavender streaks in braids that were pulled back in a ponytail. She was dressed in elvin clothing; the style he recognized as from Lorien, and he wondered about that. For she was certainly not one of his race, though she did posses a few traits. However, Gandalf did say that she aided the Fellowship, and he had no reason to lie. Besides, it was not in the old wizard to tell anything but truth. He bowed to her slightly.
"I thank you for all help you have provided on this quest. We are forever in your debt and I welcome you with open arms to Rivendell."
It was then that he noticed her eyes. Such magnificent eyes! They held the universe in their deep depths. The endless black seemed to stand for any pain she had suffered in the past, but the lavender colored star dust shone brightly, representing all good and right in her life.
Crystal looked at him in silence, her gaze moving from his blue eyes to his arms. There was something about him. A strength and kindness that drew her in, but then again he was an elf. She looked back up at him and smiled brilliantly, rushing forward. Elrond, not knowing what she was doing, took a step back and opened his arms, thinking to stop her. When she reached him she threw herself around him in an embrace. The elf lord's eyes widened as his arms went around the seemingly fragile woman in shock. Crystal just squeezed and smiled happily into his chest. She peeked out from under Elrond's arm and saw Aragorn shaking his head in amusement.
"What?" she inquired from her place in his arms. She turned her head around, still griping the lord's robes. "What? He said 'open arms'." She finally let go and took a step back. "Anyways, I'm in the mood for hugs. It's a good day after all," she said in a matter of fact voice.
She glared around as if daring anyone to disagree with her, but of course, none did. She ran to Legolas, pulling him into a hug which he happily returned. One by one all in the courtyard received a hug; including Arwen and a few passing servants for good measure. When she was sure she had embraced all that she could for now, she gazed around her. The beauty of Rivendell was amazing, as well as any elven establishment. She concluded that they had a knack for eloquence and beauty. She leaned over a railing to get a better look at a nearby waterfall, and waved to the elves passing below, who waved in return in confusion.
Elrond watched the now spinning woman in interest. Once more he wondered how this cheerful child could have helped in anyway.
"Who is she?" he asked Gandalf as he approached.
"There are none who know for certain. Not from this world at least." He sighed. "One thing's for certain though."
Elrond gave him a sideways glance. "What?"
"She is a blessing sent from up high."
The elf nodded and turned his attention back to the object of his confusion, which grew as he watched her fling herself in Legolas' arms and give him a quick kiss. Gandalf noticed his surprise, though it barely showed.
"Legolas has broken through the wall she keeps around her heart."
Elrond's eyes widened minutely as he started at the smiling girl. "Is there a wall?"
"Yes. Though, during the short time I have known her she drew people close. Of every race. Yet she always kept them at some distance. There are only a handful who have ever penetrated that wall from what I have seen. Her Guardians."
Elrond turned to face him. "Protectors?"
"In a way. But it would seem that children are closer to the truth." He paused. "She watched over them as a mother would, she still does, sharing in their happiness and pain. From what I have gathered they have had much." The two began walking slowly. "I'm not sure what has occurred between her and the prince, nor do I know why she feels the need to have such a barrier in the first place. What I do know is that Legolas will not be staying with us for much longer."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at them, my friend," Gandalf nodded to the couple. "Legolas belongs by her side, but she does not belong here. She hails from a world of beauty and love. She belongs to a place where no evil, in any form, dwells. Soon she will return to her home, and take Legolas with her." He sighed deeply. "There is no doubt in my mind that he will go without resistance. For he has become one of them."
Elrond absorbed all this information. 'Who will tell Thranduil?' he suddenly thought. It is not an easy thing; to let go of your only son and heir.
"Lady Crystal!"
Elrond was jolted out of his daze at Gandalf's shout. So, her name was Crystal.
The lavender clad woman turned and frowned lightly. "Didn't I tell you not to call me that."
"Yes, but I prefer it," he said with a sly smile.
Crystal huffed and stomped a foot, crossing her arms. "Stubborn old bugger," she muttered.
After a few chuckles and a short silence Elrond gave a suggestion.
"Why don't we hold a celebration ball."
Merry nodded excitedly. "Great!"
"It will take awhile to gather everyone and explain to them the situation," Arwen said smiling.
"It's being done now."
Gandalf nodded in understanding. "How long will it take them?"
"Hmmm, a few hours maybe."
"How is this done?" Elrond turned his questioning gaze from Gandalf to Crystal.
She shrugged. "Courtesy of my Guardians."
A small noise of comprehension was heard through out the courtyard, though there were a certain two still confused.
Crystal back up to the railing and hopped on top of it, her legs swinging as she sat. "A small party is actually a good idea. Only those who need, or rather, have the right, to know will be there."
She lifted herself with her arms and moved her feet until they came in contact with the thin rail. She stood up, spread her arms and held out her right leg. The people around her watched fascinated as she bent forward, the leg behind her going up as she went down. All the while she kept perfect balance. She brought her right leg back beside her and leaped into a nearby tree.
"Tonight I'll answer questions," she said casually, crouching next to a nest and rearranging the eggs.
The adults rested close by on a branch and whistled happily before flying around her head and landing on her shoulders. Those around her watched, touched, as Crystal whistled their tune and petted each one's head. The birds then jumped from her shoulders and flew around the others.
"What's the matter with them?" Pippin asked as the birds flew past him once more.
"They're happy," Arwen answered, holding out her hand, smiling as one landed.
"Why?"
"'Cause they know that Sour-boy's gone." Crystal jumped from the tree down and the birds returned to their nest.
Elrond was about to question her further, but decided it best till later. "If the feast is tonight, preparations must be made now." He turned around and headed inside, calling servants.
Gandalf drew a deep breath. "Well, to the library I go. This adventure must all be written down."
"Wait," Frodo called. "I'll come with you."
"Me too," Sam joined.
Merry and Pippin looked at each other before sprinting after them. "Don't forget about us!"
Gimli shook his head tiredly as he watched the two hobbits dash away. "I'm not sure about you all, but I head for my chambers."
Crystal stared at the dwarf's retreating back before turning to the remaining three. "I'm hungry."
Arwen smiled kindly. "Why don't we have a picnic. Tis loch time after all."
"I'm up for it. Besides, it will give me a chance to explore this place."
Aragorn looked into his love's deep eyes and saw the desire to better acquaint herself with Crystal. "Legolas, why don't we gather what we shall need and let the females converse."
The elven prince nodded his pale head, kissed Crystal's forehead, and followed after the man. As soon as the males were out of sight Crystal linked arms with Arwen.
"You and Legolas are close," Arwen observed. "Tell me everything."
"Well," Crystal started, sliming up at the she-elf. "I was kinda blackmailed into it."
Arwen stopped. "You were blackmailed into loving Legolas?"
"No," Crystal laughed lightly. "I loved him already. I was blackmailed into admitting it and opening up."
Arwen frowned slightly. "I'm afraid I do not understand."
She sighed. "I was afraid. If I bonded to someone I loved romantically then they would suffer through all I had to suffer."
"Surely that couldn't be all that much."
"I failed to protect my Guardians, who were like my children, so I bound myself to each one of them. That way they wouldn't have to go through everything alone. They each went through hell, and there are 18 of them. Just imagine what it was like for me."
"You didn't want Legolas to go through that."
"Precisely."
"What did your Guardians do?"
"They stated the truth. They said the I couldn't be happy until Leo was by my side, and that they weren't happy until I was. They know perfectly well that I'd do anything to make them happy."
"Any regrets?"
Crystal smiled as she looked upon Legolas striding towards them, a basket in hand. "Not one."
"So soon. Well, I must change. I can't very well go on a picnic with this." Arwen looked down at her sparkling white dress.
"Easily rectified." Crystal snapped her fingers and Arwen was clothed in an outfit similar to hers, except a blue that matched her eyes. "Hope ya don't mind, but I like that color."
Arwen stared at her state of dress bemused. "How?"
"Power of the Guardian, babe," she replied grinning, giving her a thumb's up.
Aragorn laughed gently before wrapping an arm around Arwen's slim waist. "Do not fret, melamin. You will soon learn to expect anything from her."
Crystal winked and ran ahead. "C'mon! Let's get this show on the road."
Arwen stood perplexed until Legolas told her that she basically meant "hurry up."
That afternoon the small grouped talked and laughed. Crystal explained how she came to be the Guardian of the Gem and how the Guardian Gang came about. All the while she noticed a hidden sadness in the man's and she-elf's hearts. She had sensed it in Aragorn before, but now it seemed to have doubled. She knew at once what it was. Tragic love. One immortal (basically) and the other human. She decided that she was going to do a little more interfering before her trip was through.
"I remember when I first laid eyes on Rivendell..." Legolas began, but stopped as Crystal head shot up in surprise. "Tirielen?"
"They're here!" she shouted gleefully.
"Who?" Aragorn questioned, eyebrows drawn together.
"My Guardians!" She jumped up and started running back into the city.
In only a few minutes Crystal burst into Elrond's study; Legolas, Arwen, and Aragorn close behind. Arwen gasped when she came face to face with the multitude of colors and new faces in her father's large study.
All at once the Guardians jumped to their feet.
"Clear!"
Duo reached her first and engulfed her smaller form in a tight hug.
"Duo!" Serena whined. "We want hugs too!"
"Pass her around, Maxwell," Wufei commanded.
Crystal laughed as she was handed to Vegeta. He gave her a quick hug, picked her up, and tossed her across the room to Millardo, who caught her easily; as if it was something they did often. In about ten minutes the Guardians were content and Crystal moved to stand beside Legolas.
"So, what have you all been up too?"
"Absolutely nothing," Bulma responded in a huff.
"That's not exactly true," Amy said softly. All eyes turned to her and she blushed lightly under the strangers' gazes.
"Oh, that's right. Raye set Goku on fire," Lita said in a nonchalant tone.
"Why?" Legolas asked wide eyed.
Chi Chi shrugged. "He didn't knock before he opened her bedroom door."
"Chi Chi," Quatre scolded.
"What? He deserved it." She eyed her husband.
Goku smiled sheepishly and placed his hand behind his head, chuckling nervously. At this moment a royal elf choose to reveal himself.
"Atar!" Legolas shouted surprised, running up to embrace his father. "How?"
Thranduil turned to the woman in dark burgundy. "She showed up in the Palace's throne room and explained to me about the quest. Then I find myself here." He turned back to his son, gray eyes shining brightly. "It is over and according to Lady Trista a large part of that is because of a woman she called the Guardian."
Galadriel stood then and stepped forward. "I didn't think you would accomplish this task so soon."
Crystal snapped her fingers and her clothes changed. Her attire now being what it once was; small top and shorts and delicate silver chains and amethyst gems, matching her Guardians. "Yeah. Well, Glady, I was gettin' tired of it all."
Thranduil looked upon the woman at Legolas' side, smiling inwardly at the fact she was only an inch little taller then his son's shoulders. He witnessed first hand the wondrous power of Lady Trista, a Guardian, and from her tellings the small cheery child in front of him was the greatest of all.
"Lady, I am in your debt." He bowed before her.
Her face lit up excitedly and she dove into his arms. "More hugs!"
She went around the room once more, gaining hugs as she went. When she was satisfied she paused and actually took note of who was in the room. There were her Guardians, Galadriel, Celeborn, Haldir, Thranduil, Elrond, Arwen and the Fellowship; the other members showed up during her second hugging round. She had a feeling that there should be more, but she couldn't figure out just whom. Suddenly, with a triumphant shout, she turned to Arwen.
"Don't you have brothers?"
"The twins, Elladan and Elrohir, yes."
"Where are they now?"
Elrond stood from behind his large desk. "They are on a journey and have requested to be not bothered," he said in a regrettable tone.
Crystal sighed. "Oh, well. Gotta respect their wishes. Besides, there's always next time."
"Next time, Pixie?"
She looked down at Frodo, who stood beside her.
"Sure! After all, I made lots of friends here." She bent over and placed him in a playful head lock. "I am gonna come and visit."
The young hobbit laughed and she released him.
"What's everybody doin' standin' around!" Crystal shouted, waving her arms in the air. "It's afternoon! Party's gonna start soon and nobody's ready!"
"The Guardian does have a point," Haldir agreed.
"Damn right I do!"
"So what's the deal, Clear?" Lita asked. "Is it a formal thing or what?"
"I'm guessin'."
Gandalf turned to Crystal. "Will you and your Guardians be using your magic, or will you allow elves to assist in your nights appearance."
"Let's do it, Clear," Mina suggested. "I mean it's not every day we're in the company of elves."
"It's not everyday we're in the company of outsiders period," Wufei grumbled, earning himself a swift elbow to the ribs by his wife.
"Behave," Raye warned.
Celeborn looked like he wanted to ask a question, but when he opened his mouth to speak Crystal raised her hand.
"No more questions. Save 'em for tonight."
Elrond walked out from behind his desk.
"I suggest that everyone start preparing for the night's feast. Guardians, I will lead you to your changing chambers."
Everyone then dispersed and went their separate ways.
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That evening, Legolas paced back and forth. He had not been this anxious in a long time. He paused and took in the beauty around him. He was dressed in sparkling silver and lavender. After his bath an elven maiden had handed him the clothes, saying Lady Crystal had requested that he where them. They reminded him somewhat of the clothes she had worn on the quest, though more masculine and delicate. He looked up at the setting sun and began pacing again.
"Relax, Legolas," Merry said, eating a cake.
"Yeah. I'm sure she'll be here soon," Pippin agreed.
The elf prince sighed and was about to sit when he heard soft whisperings. He turned around and gasped at what he saw.
The Guardians stood before him, proud and absolutely beautiful. In the front was Crystal, dressed in a (you guessed it) lavender gown. The dress flowed like water over her curves. Intricate silver elven flowers were woven about the dress, matching the crown of silver elven flowers circling her head. The sleeves were small, barely concealing her slender shoulders. A silver band, the two ends small stars, wrapped around her upper right arm. Her hair was piled on top of her head, in a style he had never before seen, small ringlets framing her face. The purple streaks contrasted greatly with her dark hair. Her eyes shone brightly as she smiled. He smiled in return and noticed that the women were dressed in similar gowns, though their own colors and separate details. He also noticed that the men were dressed like him, matching their soul mates.
Arwen beckoned them forward and with a grace some would say beyond even the elves, they came. As Crystal walked she lifted her skirts slightly. Legolas caught a glimpse of bare feet before disappearing under the hem once more. He chuckled softly when she reached his side.
"What?"
"Couldn't find shoes to match your gown, Tirielen?"
Relena and Heero approached so she held her tongue.
"That's not it. She just didn't want to wear any."
Crystal shrugged. "What's the point? Dress shoes can be uncomfortable. Besides, why were somethin' fancy when they're hardly seen?"
Heero placed his hands on her bare shoulders and leaned down to her ear.
"It's called fashion," he said simply, kissing her cheek and walking off with Relena.
When they were alone Legolas took Crystal's hands in his own.
"Your beauty surpasses even the stars in the sky, Tirielen."
She blushed and smiled. "You're nothing but a flatterer."
He smiled and leaned down to rub his nose against hers. "Perhaps."
She grinned and stood on her toes to kiss him, bringing his head down for better access. The kiss was quick and the Guardians, who smiled happily, pleased that their plan worked.
"Hey, Wu-man! You gotta check this out!" the braided man shouted excitedly, eyeing the table piled with elven delicacies.
"Dammit, Maxwell!" Wufei growled in return. "For the last time, my name is WUFEI not WU-MAN!"
Duo pouted lightly and turned to his silver and red clad friend. "Clear gets to call you Wu-man."
Wufei sighed, annoyed, and shook his head. "Clear gets to do a lot of things. Many of which you can't."
Over her shoulders Crystal threw then a grin, then returned to her conversation with Gimli; listening as he told of his home and family.
Meanwhile, Legolas was in conversation with Darien, Amy, and Quatre.
"So tell me," Darien began. "What does Tirielen mean? I hear you calling Clear that."
Legolas smiled. "It means 'bright star'."
Hearing this Amy smiled as well. "It fits incredibly well."
Upon seeing Legolas' confused expression, Quatre explained.
"In Clear's world one of the brightest stars is called the North Star. The only star that never changes in the sky."
"It serves as a guide, leading the lost," Amy said.
"In this way, the North Star is a lot like Clear," Darien added.
Legolas nodded his head in understanding. "Then it appears I have chosen well."
Before he could get an answer they were called to sit. Elrond sat at one end of the table and Crystal at the other, with Legolas on her right and Galadriel on her left. During the meal they Guardians talked amongst themselves. Soon Thranduil cleared his throat, calling for everyone's attention.
"Perhaps now is an appropriate time to answer the questions."
"It's only fair, Clear," Trista said, sipping the sweet elven wine.
"Fine. Let's start with Rod and work our way around."
There was a silence as a few looked around confused.
"She means you, Lord Elrond," Sam said, breaking the silence.
"Well then, my first question concerns your presence here, Lady Crystal," Elrond started. "Not that I do not appreciate your help."
"Truthfully, it was an accident. I didn't mean to come here. I just stumbled into this world while I was playing."
Elrond nodded his head and Thranduil went next.
"Tell me about you all."
Crystal sighed, as did all of her Guardians, and began her tale. She told of how she was chosen to protect the Gem, granting her powers beyond imagination. She explained how the Guardian Gang came about and the prices each one paid for their present happiness. She told of her bonding with Legolas and how he would come with them when this was all over.
The elves of Lorien were silent, having heard most of it before. Arwen was silent as well. Crystal had told her all during the picnic. Elrond, though, stared wide eyed across the table.
"You have been through so much, and yet you are unaffected by it all. Amazing."
Millardo looked down the table at him. "I wouldn't go so far as to say unaffected," he stated.
Trowa nodded his agreement. "After all, no one can be unaffected. We just don't think about the pain. It's in the past."
"He speaks," Serena muttered in wonder.
Trowa frowned slightly, then returned to his meal.
"You've bonded."
It was not a question. Thranduil's face held mixed feelings. Pride, for his son finding such a woman. Joy, that Legolas was happier than he'd ever been. Pain, at having to let him go. Lastly, anger, for not telling him before it happened. Anger, for not preparing him for this.
Crystal looked upon him a bit sadly, sensing his conflicting emotions. She was determined to his ease his pain.
"It's true he has become one of us. It does not mean, however, that you are forbidden to see him. I did say we are going to come and visit."
Thranduil closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them again he stared down at the woman responsible for his losing his son.
"You said there was a price for happiness. What price will my son pay?"
She smiled lightly. "He has already paid it. When we bound he witnessed and felt all that I and they have felt," she said softly, motioning to her Guardians.
Thranduil looked ready to reply, but was cut off by Vegeta's low growl.
"Knock it off with the boo hooin'. It's not like we're gonna kill him. Shit, you should be honored that he was chosen by Clear in the first damn place."
On his right Bulma gave him a shove.
"Stop being an insensitive asshole," Chi Chi ordered across from him.
The dark man snorted and stared down at his food, scowling.
Mina leaned to her right and rubbed Vegeta's left shoulder comfortingly.
Serena smiled apologetically. "Don't pay him any attention."
In truth Thranduil did pay attention, and he felt guilty for not truly seeing what life was being offered to his child.
"I should be the one to apologize. I mean no disrespect to anyone. It is just...hard."
Vegeta looked up, indifferent, except for the glint of something akin to pity, shining in his ebony eyes.
It was silent for a moment. The only noise that of running water and chirping crickets.
"Have I answered all your present questions?"
There were nods to answer Crystal's request.
"All right then!" she shouted brightly, lightening the mood. "I'm done eatin', so let's party!"
At once the Guardians stood, Crystal pulling Legolas by the arm.
The elves and Fellowship watched astonished as the Guardians began dancing to an unknown tune as it filled the air. With in a minute they began singing, excluding Crystal and Legolas.
"We are Guardians
We are one
We know what it's like to lose all fun
Yet here we are, joyful as can be.
Strong and happy as you can see
It's because of her that we're all here
She took our pain upon herself to bear
We are Guardians
We are friends
We are a group who knows no end
Through it all we have endured
We'll continue on, of that all's sure
We are Guardians
We are one
We are a song that has been sung
Here we are, complete finally
We're together now for all eternity
Our pain is gone, never no more
Here we are and now we'll soar
We are Guardians
We are friends
We are a group that knows no end
Through it all we have endured
We'll continue on, of that all's sure"
They danced on until the music faded. They were met by applause, and turned and bowed lightly as one. It was then that Legolas noticed that he was in tune with the thoughts and actions of the Guardians. He reasoned that it made sense, seeing as how he was now one of them.
For the next few hours Thranduil spent his time with his son, getting as much time as he could. The others danced or talked to each other, with the exception of Vegeta, Heero, or Wufei, who preferably kept to themselves or chatted with another Guardian. Amy apologized profusely for their behavior, explaining that the three had, and most likely always will be, highly unsocial with outsiders.
The night passed without much incident, only one. Duo had sneaked up on Lita, scaring her out of her wits end; earning himself a punch in the nose and Lita a scolding from Quatre.
The night wore on, a little too fast for the elven king. Before he knew it, it was midnight, and time for the Guardians to go home. A place were he could not follow. Goodbyes were said and tears were shed before the Guardians walked down to the garden below. Crystal had stayed behind and offered to take everyone home but each had declined. She gave them each one last hug before turning around. Over her shoulder she threw a mischievous grin.
"Oh, and by the way Airs, you don't have to worry about dyin' of old age. You're as immortal now as any elf." With that she
lifted her skirts and ran down the stairs.
The remaining people eyed each other in confusion. Slowly dawning shown on their features. The hobbits whooped in joy while Arwen and Aragorn hugged happily. Thranduil's sadness was momentarily forgotten as he congratulated the couple. In a few mintues he excused himself to his chambers. He stood on the balcony looking up at the night sky when he heard laughing. He looked down at the gardens before him, noticing that the Guardians had not yet left.
He saw that they were, once again, in their previous clothes. Legolas was dressed like them, in white pants and a lavender shirt that revealed the toned muscle of his arms. He saw that even the antisocial ones were laughing openly. They waved to the new couple and disappeared in flashes of light. He looked lovingly down at his son as he and the Lady sat on a nearby bench. In the next few moments he heard yet another tune fill the air, soft, light, and oh so beautiful. Crystal began singing, matching the tune. It was the first time he had heard her sing, and he was enchanted. All the while her eyes shone in the moonlight.
"In the silence of the night
When the ground lies soft and still
You can see a magic light"
He watched as she pointed to the sky and it seemed as if a star itself came to her call. A white hot light fell from the sky to the garden floor and started to grow, very slowly.
"And hear the ring of silver bells"
His ears picked up the ringing of bells, sounding as if they were welcoming someone.
"Though the night seems long and dark
It is the world just gone to sleep
The stars that dot the sky above
Hold you in their precious keep
Close you eyes
And come with me"
She stood up from the bench and offered her hand to Legolas. He smiled and closed his eyes, taking it and letting her pull him to the swirling portal. Through it all the bells rang.
"The silver bells
Will bring you home"
Together they stepped through and disappeared in a blinding flash. Thranduil covered his eyes to shield them. When he looked again all was still. He stared sadly at the place were they once stood and noticed that the music was still playing. He heard laughing and singing. He knew that everything was going to be all right. At least for his son.
"At long last," he whispered into the night.
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When Legolas opened his eyes he stood transfixed. The grass below his bare feet was full and soft, with only the smallest hit of wetness. There were brilliant flowers and magnificent trees all around him. The stars above him seemed to twinkle merrily, and bright multicolored lights flew in the air, giving everything a mystical glow. The Guardians were spinning happily motioning for him to follow them. He broke out into a laugh as Crystal grabbed his hand and yanked him along. He closed his eyes in bliss as he ran, listening to the magical voices of his new family.
"Now with song we fill the night
While magic dances in the light
To wish you now and through the years
The joy that comes with our good cheers"
They ran up a hill and when they slowed they stepped aside for Crystal and Legolas. Legolas gasped, his bright gray-blue eyes widening in bewilderment. Nestled in between surrounding hills was a shimmering palace made out of crystal. From what he could see the towers formed a star, the tallest one resting in the middle.
"Hear our voices fill the air
To drive all coldness far away
With all our hearts, with all we'll share
The blessings of each bright new day"
The Guardians ran down the slope toward the Palace and soon Legolas was following them, joining in their laughter. When they reached a side of the Palace he looked around for a door. When he saw none he turned, confused, to Crystal. She smiled and pointed to door that was slowly forming, much to his amazement, as she sang with her Guardians.
"Here you are
And here you'll stay
The silver bells
Have brought you home"
They ran in, leaving standing at the newly formed door. He turned and gazed out at his new home. His smile grew as he ran into the Palace, the door vanishing after him.
Luna and Artemis sat calmly in a batch of nearby flowers, watching happily as the Guardians bound towards the Palace, happier than they've ever been. They turned to each other and said contentedly in unison, "At long last."
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It's finished!! So... REVIEW. Pretty long for a epilogue don't ya think?
The 'coming home' song is from Santa Claus 1. I was watching it the other day and figured it would fit perfectly, though I did change it around a little bit. Tell me what you think.
As a reminder I will write a sequel, mostly to please Tenshi, my loyal reviewer, and Ray of Hope. So keep an eye out for it.
Bye-Bye!!
This is the final chapter people! Hope ya enjoy it!! Near the end there will be a songfic type thing. You might notice that everyone's out of character, but you know living in the perfect world for centuries will do that to a person.
Reviewers- Thank you!!!!!!
Ray of Hope- Thanks for the encouragement
Tenshi-I think I will write a sequel. Most likely it will be very short, but it's better than nothing.
Epilogue-One of us
When they awoke the next morning Crystal took them to Rivendell.
"Beloved!"
Aragorn turned to face Arwen, shock written on her beautiful features after witnessing their sudden appearance in the courtyard. He walked to her and took her into his arms.
"What is it, daughter?" Lord Elrond rounded a corner and stopped. "How?" he asked befuddled.
Gandalf smiled and pointed to the woman among them. "The Guardian."
"She helped a lot," Pippin chirped.
"She has power beyond compare, my friend," he explained. "She has indeed played a large part in our success."
Elrond turned to the woman Gandalf called "Guardian." He took in her appearance with a weary eye. She seemed small, not fit to accomplish the task said of her. He took note of her hair. Ebony locks with lavender streaks in braids that were pulled back in a ponytail. She was dressed in elvin clothing; the style he recognized as from Lorien, and he wondered about that. For she was certainly not one of his race, though she did posses a few traits. However, Gandalf did say that she aided the Fellowship, and he had no reason to lie. Besides, it was not in the old wizard to tell anything but truth. He bowed to her slightly.
"I thank you for all help you have provided on this quest. We are forever in your debt and I welcome you with open arms to Rivendell."
It was then that he noticed her eyes. Such magnificent eyes! They held the universe in their deep depths. The endless black seemed to stand for any pain she had suffered in the past, but the lavender colored star dust shone brightly, representing all good and right in her life.
Crystal looked at him in silence, her gaze moving from his blue eyes to his arms. There was something about him. A strength and kindness that drew her in, but then again he was an elf. She looked back up at him and smiled brilliantly, rushing forward. Elrond, not knowing what she was doing, took a step back and opened his arms, thinking to stop her. When she reached him she threw herself around him in an embrace. The elf lord's eyes widened as his arms went around the seemingly fragile woman in shock. Crystal just squeezed and smiled happily into his chest. She peeked out from under Elrond's arm and saw Aragorn shaking his head in amusement.
"What?" she inquired from her place in his arms. She turned her head around, still griping the lord's robes. "What? He said 'open arms'." She finally let go and took a step back. "Anyways, I'm in the mood for hugs. It's a good day after all," she said in a matter of fact voice.
She glared around as if daring anyone to disagree with her, but of course, none did. She ran to Legolas, pulling him into a hug which he happily returned. One by one all in the courtyard received a hug; including Arwen and a few passing servants for good measure. When she was sure she had embraced all that she could for now, she gazed around her. The beauty of Rivendell was amazing, as well as any elven establishment. She concluded that they had a knack for eloquence and beauty. She leaned over a railing to get a better look at a nearby waterfall, and waved to the elves passing below, who waved in return in confusion.
Elrond watched the now spinning woman in interest. Once more he wondered how this cheerful child could have helped in anyway.
"Who is she?" he asked Gandalf as he approached.
"There are none who know for certain. Not from this world at least." He sighed. "One thing's for certain though."
Elrond gave him a sideways glance. "What?"
"She is a blessing sent from up high."
The elf nodded and turned his attention back to the object of his confusion, which grew as he watched her fling herself in Legolas' arms and give him a quick kiss. Gandalf noticed his surprise, though it barely showed.
"Legolas has broken through the wall she keeps around her heart."
Elrond's eyes widened minutely as he started at the smiling girl. "Is there a wall?"
"Yes. Though, during the short time I have known her she drew people close. Of every race. Yet she always kept them at some distance. There are only a handful who have ever penetrated that wall from what I have seen. Her Guardians."
Elrond turned to face him. "Protectors?"
"In a way. But it would seem that children are closer to the truth." He paused. "She watched over them as a mother would, she still does, sharing in their happiness and pain. From what I have gathered they have had much." The two began walking slowly. "I'm not sure what has occurred between her and the prince, nor do I know why she feels the need to have such a barrier in the first place. What I do know is that Legolas will not be staying with us for much longer."
"What do you mean?"
"Look at them, my friend," Gandalf nodded to the couple. "Legolas belongs by her side, but she does not belong here. She hails from a world of beauty and love. She belongs to a place where no evil, in any form, dwells. Soon she will return to her home, and take Legolas with her." He sighed deeply. "There is no doubt in my mind that he will go without resistance. For he has become one of them."
Elrond absorbed all this information. 'Who will tell Thranduil?' he suddenly thought. It is not an easy thing; to let go of your only son and heir.
"Lady Crystal!"
Elrond was jolted out of his daze at Gandalf's shout. So, her name was Crystal.
The lavender clad woman turned and frowned lightly. "Didn't I tell you not to call me that."
"Yes, but I prefer it," he said with a sly smile.
Crystal huffed and stomped a foot, crossing her arms. "Stubborn old bugger," she muttered.
After a few chuckles and a short silence Elrond gave a suggestion.
"Why don't we hold a celebration ball."
Merry nodded excitedly. "Great!"
"It will take awhile to gather everyone and explain to them the situation," Arwen said smiling.
"It's being done now."
Gandalf nodded in understanding. "How long will it take them?"
"Hmmm, a few hours maybe."
"How is this done?" Elrond turned his questioning gaze from Gandalf to Crystal.
She shrugged. "Courtesy of my Guardians."
A small noise of comprehension was heard through out the courtyard, though there were a certain two still confused.
Crystal back up to the railing and hopped on top of it, her legs swinging as she sat. "A small party is actually a good idea. Only those who need, or rather, have the right, to know will be there."
She lifted herself with her arms and moved her feet until they came in contact with the thin rail. She stood up, spread her arms and held out her right leg. The people around her watched fascinated as she bent forward, the leg behind her going up as she went down. All the while she kept perfect balance. She brought her right leg back beside her and leaped into a nearby tree.
"Tonight I'll answer questions," she said casually, crouching next to a nest and rearranging the eggs.
The adults rested close by on a branch and whistled happily before flying around her head and landing on her shoulders. Those around her watched, touched, as Crystal whistled their tune and petted each one's head. The birds then jumped from her shoulders and flew around the others.
"What's the matter with them?" Pippin asked as the birds flew past him once more.
"They're happy," Arwen answered, holding out her hand, smiling as one landed.
"Why?"
"'Cause they know that Sour-boy's gone." Crystal jumped from the tree down and the birds returned to their nest.
Elrond was about to question her further, but decided it best till later. "If the feast is tonight, preparations must be made now." He turned around and headed inside, calling servants.
Gandalf drew a deep breath. "Well, to the library I go. This adventure must all be written down."
"Wait," Frodo called. "I'll come with you."
"Me too," Sam joined.
Merry and Pippin looked at each other before sprinting after them. "Don't forget about us!"
Gimli shook his head tiredly as he watched the two hobbits dash away. "I'm not sure about you all, but I head for my chambers."
Crystal stared at the dwarf's retreating back before turning to the remaining three. "I'm hungry."
Arwen smiled kindly. "Why don't we have a picnic. Tis loch time after all."
"I'm up for it. Besides, it will give me a chance to explore this place."
Aragorn looked into his love's deep eyes and saw the desire to better acquaint herself with Crystal. "Legolas, why don't we gather what we shall need and let the females converse."
The elven prince nodded his pale head, kissed Crystal's forehead, and followed after the man. As soon as the males were out of sight Crystal linked arms with Arwen.
"You and Legolas are close," Arwen observed. "Tell me everything."
"Well," Crystal started, sliming up at the she-elf. "I was kinda blackmailed into it."
Arwen stopped. "You were blackmailed into loving Legolas?"
"No," Crystal laughed lightly. "I loved him already. I was blackmailed into admitting it and opening up."
Arwen frowned slightly. "I'm afraid I do not understand."
She sighed. "I was afraid. If I bonded to someone I loved romantically then they would suffer through all I had to suffer."
"Surely that couldn't be all that much."
"I failed to protect my Guardians, who were like my children, so I bound myself to each one of them. That way they wouldn't have to go through everything alone. They each went through hell, and there are 18 of them. Just imagine what it was like for me."
"You didn't want Legolas to go through that."
"Precisely."
"What did your Guardians do?"
"They stated the truth. They said the I couldn't be happy until Leo was by my side, and that they weren't happy until I was. They know perfectly well that I'd do anything to make them happy."
"Any regrets?"
Crystal smiled as she looked upon Legolas striding towards them, a basket in hand. "Not one."
"So soon. Well, I must change. I can't very well go on a picnic with this." Arwen looked down at her sparkling white dress.
"Easily rectified." Crystal snapped her fingers and Arwen was clothed in an outfit similar to hers, except a blue that matched her eyes. "Hope ya don't mind, but I like that color."
Arwen stared at her state of dress bemused. "How?"
"Power of the Guardian, babe," she replied grinning, giving her a thumb's up.
Aragorn laughed gently before wrapping an arm around Arwen's slim waist. "Do not fret, melamin. You will soon learn to expect anything from her."
Crystal winked and ran ahead. "C'mon! Let's get this show on the road."
Arwen stood perplexed until Legolas told her that she basically meant "hurry up."
That afternoon the small grouped talked and laughed. Crystal explained how she came to be the Guardian of the Gem and how the Guardian Gang came about. All the while she noticed a hidden sadness in the man's and she-elf's hearts. She had sensed it in Aragorn before, but now it seemed to have doubled. She knew at once what it was. Tragic love. One immortal (basically) and the other human. She decided that she was going to do a little more interfering before her trip was through.
"I remember when I first laid eyes on Rivendell..." Legolas began, but stopped as Crystal head shot up in surprise. "Tirielen?"
"They're here!" she shouted gleefully.
"Who?" Aragorn questioned, eyebrows drawn together.
"My Guardians!" She jumped up and started running back into the city.
In only a few minutes Crystal burst into Elrond's study; Legolas, Arwen, and Aragorn close behind. Arwen gasped when she came face to face with the multitude of colors and new faces in her father's large study.
All at once the Guardians jumped to their feet.
"Clear!"
Duo reached her first and engulfed her smaller form in a tight hug.
"Duo!" Serena whined. "We want hugs too!"
"Pass her around, Maxwell," Wufei commanded.
Crystal laughed as she was handed to Vegeta. He gave her a quick hug, picked her up, and tossed her across the room to Millardo, who caught her easily; as if it was something they did often. In about ten minutes the Guardians were content and Crystal moved to stand beside Legolas.
"So, what have you all been up too?"
"Absolutely nothing," Bulma responded in a huff.
"That's not exactly true," Amy said softly. All eyes turned to her and she blushed lightly under the strangers' gazes.
"Oh, that's right. Raye set Goku on fire," Lita said in a nonchalant tone.
"Why?" Legolas asked wide eyed.
Chi Chi shrugged. "He didn't knock before he opened her bedroom door."
"Chi Chi," Quatre scolded.
"What? He deserved it." She eyed her husband.
Goku smiled sheepishly and placed his hand behind his head, chuckling nervously. At this moment a royal elf choose to reveal himself.
"Atar!" Legolas shouted surprised, running up to embrace his father. "How?"
Thranduil turned to the woman in dark burgundy. "She showed up in the Palace's throne room and explained to me about the quest. Then I find myself here." He turned back to his son, gray eyes shining brightly. "It is over and according to Lady Trista a large part of that is because of a woman she called the Guardian."
Galadriel stood then and stepped forward. "I didn't think you would accomplish this task so soon."
Crystal snapped her fingers and her clothes changed. Her attire now being what it once was; small top and shorts and delicate silver chains and amethyst gems, matching her Guardians. "Yeah. Well, Glady, I was gettin' tired of it all."
Thranduil looked upon the woman at Legolas' side, smiling inwardly at the fact she was only an inch little taller then his son's shoulders. He witnessed first hand the wondrous power of Lady Trista, a Guardian, and from her tellings the small cheery child in front of him was the greatest of all.
"Lady, I am in your debt." He bowed before her.
Her face lit up excitedly and she dove into his arms. "More hugs!"
She went around the room once more, gaining hugs as she went. When she was satisfied she paused and actually took note of who was in the room. There were her Guardians, Galadriel, Celeborn, Haldir, Thranduil, Elrond, Arwen and the Fellowship; the other members showed up during her second hugging round. She had a feeling that there should be more, but she couldn't figure out just whom. Suddenly, with a triumphant shout, she turned to Arwen.
"Don't you have brothers?"
"The twins, Elladan and Elrohir, yes."
"Where are they now?"
Elrond stood from behind his large desk. "They are on a journey and have requested to be not bothered," he said in a regrettable tone.
Crystal sighed. "Oh, well. Gotta respect their wishes. Besides, there's always next time."
"Next time, Pixie?"
She looked down at Frodo, who stood beside her.
"Sure! After all, I made lots of friends here." She bent over and placed him in a playful head lock. "I am gonna come and visit."
The young hobbit laughed and she released him.
"What's everybody doin' standin' around!" Crystal shouted, waving her arms in the air. "It's afternoon! Party's gonna start soon and nobody's ready!"
"The Guardian does have a point," Haldir agreed.
"Damn right I do!"
"So what's the deal, Clear?" Lita asked. "Is it a formal thing or what?"
"I'm guessin'."
Gandalf turned to Crystal. "Will you and your Guardians be using your magic, or will you allow elves to assist in your nights appearance."
"Let's do it, Clear," Mina suggested. "I mean it's not every day we're in the company of elves."
"It's not everyday we're in the company of outsiders period," Wufei grumbled, earning himself a swift elbow to the ribs by his wife.
"Behave," Raye warned.
Celeborn looked like he wanted to ask a question, but when he opened his mouth to speak Crystal raised her hand.
"No more questions. Save 'em for tonight."
Elrond walked out from behind his desk.
"I suggest that everyone start preparing for the night's feast. Guardians, I will lead you to your changing chambers."
Everyone then dispersed and went their separate ways.
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That evening, Legolas paced back and forth. He had not been this anxious in a long time. He paused and took in the beauty around him. He was dressed in sparkling silver and lavender. After his bath an elven maiden had handed him the clothes, saying Lady Crystal had requested that he where them. They reminded him somewhat of the clothes she had worn on the quest, though more masculine and delicate. He looked up at the setting sun and began pacing again.
"Relax, Legolas," Merry said, eating a cake.
"Yeah. I'm sure she'll be here soon," Pippin agreed.
The elf prince sighed and was about to sit when he heard soft whisperings. He turned around and gasped at what he saw.
The Guardians stood before him, proud and absolutely beautiful. In the front was Crystal, dressed in a (you guessed it) lavender gown. The dress flowed like water over her curves. Intricate silver elven flowers were woven about the dress, matching the crown of silver elven flowers circling her head. The sleeves were small, barely concealing her slender shoulders. A silver band, the two ends small stars, wrapped around her upper right arm. Her hair was piled on top of her head, in a style he had never before seen, small ringlets framing her face. The purple streaks contrasted greatly with her dark hair. Her eyes shone brightly as she smiled. He smiled in return and noticed that the women were dressed in similar gowns, though their own colors and separate details. He also noticed that the men were dressed like him, matching their soul mates.
Arwen beckoned them forward and with a grace some would say beyond even the elves, they came. As Crystal walked she lifted her skirts slightly. Legolas caught a glimpse of bare feet before disappearing under the hem once more. He chuckled softly when she reached his side.
"What?"
"Couldn't find shoes to match your gown, Tirielen?"
Relena and Heero approached so she held her tongue.
"That's not it. She just didn't want to wear any."
Crystal shrugged. "What's the point? Dress shoes can be uncomfortable. Besides, why were somethin' fancy when they're hardly seen?"
Heero placed his hands on her bare shoulders and leaned down to her ear.
"It's called fashion," he said simply, kissing her cheek and walking off with Relena.
When they were alone Legolas took Crystal's hands in his own.
"Your beauty surpasses even the stars in the sky, Tirielen."
She blushed and smiled. "You're nothing but a flatterer."
He smiled and leaned down to rub his nose against hers. "Perhaps."
She grinned and stood on her toes to kiss him, bringing his head down for better access. The kiss was quick and the Guardians, who smiled happily, pleased that their plan worked.
"Hey, Wu-man! You gotta check this out!" the braided man shouted excitedly, eyeing the table piled with elven delicacies.
"Dammit, Maxwell!" Wufei growled in return. "For the last time, my name is WUFEI not WU-MAN!"
Duo pouted lightly and turned to his silver and red clad friend. "Clear gets to call you Wu-man."
Wufei sighed, annoyed, and shook his head. "Clear gets to do a lot of things. Many of which you can't."
Over her shoulders Crystal threw then a grin, then returned to her conversation with Gimli; listening as he told of his home and family.
Meanwhile, Legolas was in conversation with Darien, Amy, and Quatre.
"So tell me," Darien began. "What does Tirielen mean? I hear you calling Clear that."
Legolas smiled. "It means 'bright star'."
Hearing this Amy smiled as well. "It fits incredibly well."
Upon seeing Legolas' confused expression, Quatre explained.
"In Clear's world one of the brightest stars is called the North Star. The only star that never changes in the sky."
"It serves as a guide, leading the lost," Amy said.
"In this way, the North Star is a lot like Clear," Darien added.
Legolas nodded his head in understanding. "Then it appears I have chosen well."
Before he could get an answer they were called to sit. Elrond sat at one end of the table and Crystal at the other, with Legolas on her right and Galadriel on her left. During the meal they Guardians talked amongst themselves. Soon Thranduil cleared his throat, calling for everyone's attention.
"Perhaps now is an appropriate time to answer the questions."
"It's only fair, Clear," Trista said, sipping the sweet elven wine.
"Fine. Let's start with Rod and work our way around."
There was a silence as a few looked around confused.
"She means you, Lord Elrond," Sam said, breaking the silence.
"Well then, my first question concerns your presence here, Lady Crystal," Elrond started. "Not that I do not appreciate your help."
"Truthfully, it was an accident. I didn't mean to come here. I just stumbled into this world while I was playing."
Elrond nodded his head and Thranduil went next.
"Tell me about you all."
Crystal sighed, as did all of her Guardians, and began her tale. She told of how she was chosen to protect the Gem, granting her powers beyond imagination. She explained how the Guardian Gang came about and the prices each one paid for their present happiness. She told of her bonding with Legolas and how he would come with them when this was all over.
The elves of Lorien were silent, having heard most of it before. Arwen was silent as well. Crystal had told her all during the picnic. Elrond, though, stared wide eyed across the table.
"You have been through so much, and yet you are unaffected by it all. Amazing."
Millardo looked down the table at him. "I wouldn't go so far as to say unaffected," he stated.
Trowa nodded his agreement. "After all, no one can be unaffected. We just don't think about the pain. It's in the past."
"He speaks," Serena muttered in wonder.
Trowa frowned slightly, then returned to his meal.
"You've bonded."
It was not a question. Thranduil's face held mixed feelings. Pride, for his son finding such a woman. Joy, that Legolas was happier than he'd ever been. Pain, at having to let him go. Lastly, anger, for not telling him before it happened. Anger, for not preparing him for this.
Crystal looked upon him a bit sadly, sensing his conflicting emotions. She was determined to his ease his pain.
"It's true he has become one of us. It does not mean, however, that you are forbidden to see him. I did say we are going to come and visit."
Thranduil closed his eyes briefly. When he opened them again he stared down at the woman responsible for his losing his son.
"You said there was a price for happiness. What price will my son pay?"
She smiled lightly. "He has already paid it. When we bound he witnessed and felt all that I and they have felt," she said softly, motioning to her Guardians.
Thranduil looked ready to reply, but was cut off by Vegeta's low growl.
"Knock it off with the boo hooin'. It's not like we're gonna kill him. Shit, you should be honored that he was chosen by Clear in the first damn place."
On his right Bulma gave him a shove.
"Stop being an insensitive asshole," Chi Chi ordered across from him.
The dark man snorted and stared down at his food, scowling.
Mina leaned to her right and rubbed Vegeta's left shoulder comfortingly.
Serena smiled apologetically. "Don't pay him any attention."
In truth Thranduil did pay attention, and he felt guilty for not truly seeing what life was being offered to his child.
"I should be the one to apologize. I mean no disrespect to anyone. It is just...hard."
Vegeta looked up, indifferent, except for the glint of something akin to pity, shining in his ebony eyes.
It was silent for a moment. The only noise that of running water and chirping crickets.
"Have I answered all your present questions?"
There were nods to answer Crystal's request.
"All right then!" she shouted brightly, lightening the mood. "I'm done eatin', so let's party!"
At once the Guardians stood, Crystal pulling Legolas by the arm.
The elves and Fellowship watched astonished as the Guardians began dancing to an unknown tune as it filled the air. With in a minute they began singing, excluding Crystal and Legolas.
"We are Guardians
We are one
We know what it's like to lose all fun
Yet here we are, joyful as can be.
Strong and happy as you can see
It's because of her that we're all here
She took our pain upon herself to bear
We are Guardians
We are friends
We are a group who knows no end
Through it all we have endured
We'll continue on, of that all's sure
We are Guardians
We are one
We are a song that has been sung
Here we are, complete finally
We're together now for all eternity
Our pain is gone, never no more
Here we are and now we'll soar
We are Guardians
We are friends
We are a group that knows no end
Through it all we have endured
We'll continue on, of that all's sure"
They danced on until the music faded. They were met by applause, and turned and bowed lightly as one. It was then that Legolas noticed that he was in tune with the thoughts and actions of the Guardians. He reasoned that it made sense, seeing as how he was now one of them.
For the next few hours Thranduil spent his time with his son, getting as much time as he could. The others danced or talked to each other, with the exception of Vegeta, Heero, or Wufei, who preferably kept to themselves or chatted with another Guardian. Amy apologized profusely for their behavior, explaining that the three had, and most likely always will be, highly unsocial with outsiders.
The night passed without much incident, only one. Duo had sneaked up on Lita, scaring her out of her wits end; earning himself a punch in the nose and Lita a scolding from Quatre.
The night wore on, a little too fast for the elven king. Before he knew it, it was midnight, and time for the Guardians to go home. A place were he could not follow. Goodbyes were said and tears were shed before the Guardians walked down to the garden below. Crystal had stayed behind and offered to take everyone home but each had declined. She gave them each one last hug before turning around. Over her shoulder she threw a mischievous grin.
"Oh, and by the way Airs, you don't have to worry about dyin' of old age. You're as immortal now as any elf." With that she
lifted her skirts and ran down the stairs.
The remaining people eyed each other in confusion. Slowly dawning shown on their features. The hobbits whooped in joy while Arwen and Aragorn hugged happily. Thranduil's sadness was momentarily forgotten as he congratulated the couple. In a few mintues he excused himself to his chambers. He stood on the balcony looking up at the night sky when he heard laughing. He looked down at the gardens before him, noticing that the Guardians had not yet left.
He saw that they were, once again, in their previous clothes. Legolas was dressed like them, in white pants and a lavender shirt that revealed the toned muscle of his arms. He saw that even the antisocial ones were laughing openly. They waved to the new couple and disappeared in flashes of light. He looked lovingly down at his son as he and the Lady sat on a nearby bench. In the next few moments he heard yet another tune fill the air, soft, light, and oh so beautiful. Crystal began singing, matching the tune. It was the first time he had heard her sing, and he was enchanted. All the while her eyes shone in the moonlight.
"In the silence of the night
When the ground lies soft and still
You can see a magic light"
He watched as she pointed to the sky and it seemed as if a star itself came to her call. A white hot light fell from the sky to the garden floor and started to grow, very slowly.
"And hear the ring of silver bells"
His ears picked up the ringing of bells, sounding as if they were welcoming someone.
"Though the night seems long and dark
It is the world just gone to sleep
The stars that dot the sky above
Hold you in their precious keep
Close you eyes
And come with me"
She stood up from the bench and offered her hand to Legolas. He smiled and closed his eyes, taking it and letting her pull him to the swirling portal. Through it all the bells rang.
"The silver bells
Will bring you home"
Together they stepped through and disappeared in a blinding flash. Thranduil covered his eyes to shield them. When he looked again all was still. He stared sadly at the place were they once stood and noticed that the music was still playing. He heard laughing and singing. He knew that everything was going to be all right. At least for his son.
"At long last," he whispered into the night.
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When Legolas opened his eyes he stood transfixed. The grass below his bare feet was full and soft, with only the smallest hit of wetness. There were brilliant flowers and magnificent trees all around him. The stars above him seemed to twinkle merrily, and bright multicolored lights flew in the air, giving everything a mystical glow. The Guardians were spinning happily motioning for him to follow them. He broke out into a laugh as Crystal grabbed his hand and yanked him along. He closed his eyes in bliss as he ran, listening to the magical voices of his new family.
"Now with song we fill the night
While magic dances in the light
To wish you now and through the years
The joy that comes with our good cheers"
They ran up a hill and when they slowed they stepped aside for Crystal and Legolas. Legolas gasped, his bright gray-blue eyes widening in bewilderment. Nestled in between surrounding hills was a shimmering palace made out of crystal. From what he could see the towers formed a star, the tallest one resting in the middle.
"Hear our voices fill the air
To drive all coldness far away
With all our hearts, with all we'll share
The blessings of each bright new day"
The Guardians ran down the slope toward the Palace and soon Legolas was following them, joining in their laughter. When they reached a side of the Palace he looked around for a door. When he saw none he turned, confused, to Crystal. She smiled and pointed to door that was slowly forming, much to his amazement, as she sang with her Guardians.
"Here you are
And here you'll stay
The silver bells
Have brought you home"
They ran in, leaving standing at the newly formed door. He turned and gazed out at his new home. His smile grew as he ran into the Palace, the door vanishing after him.
Luna and Artemis sat calmly in a batch of nearby flowers, watching happily as the Guardians bound towards the Palace, happier than they've ever been. They turned to each other and said contentedly in unison, "At long last."
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It's finished!! So... REVIEW. Pretty long for a epilogue don't ya think?
The 'coming home' song is from Santa Claus 1. I was watching it the other day and figured it would fit perfectly, though I did change it around a little bit. Tell me what you think.
As a reminder I will write a sequel, mostly to please Tenshi, my loyal reviewer, and Ray of Hope. So keep an eye out for it.
Bye-Bye!!