*~*The Traitor and Lysa the Elf*~*
Luci arrived home to find the garage door wide open. She sighed and went in to see Ella's progress. When she didn't see Ella anywhere she yelled, "Ella! Where are you?I need you to-" She ready to beat that kid's face in. Why did Ella always run off JUST when Luci needed her to do something? Maybe grounding her and not letting her go out with those idiot friends of her's would work. Yep, that sounded like a good plan to her. Didn't she know that Luci needed this to get good jobs. Actresses didn't get anywhere by being good actresses, she thought. Then she saw Sting on the floor. Not that she knew what it was, by name. But he felt her skin run cold as soon as she spotted it. "Jesus Christ, what has Ella been doing? Don't tell me that stupid kid's been carrin' weapons! Wouldn't put it past her, though. . . " She reached out to grab the sword when she disappeared.
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Luci opened her eyes slowly and found herself in a dark place. Her head spun around as if she had a hangover. From what, she thought, being in a garage? What the hell had happened? One moment she was in her garage, the next she was in this dark place with a a huge eye-
Wait. An eye? She stared at the giant eye. Where was she? She couldn't see the sword anywhere. She couldn't see very much of all, really.
"Who are you to appear in my chamber without my acquiescence?" The dark booming voice asked Luci. Luci felt as if he could see right through her. As if he could feel her fear and fed it like on would feel an animal or a fireplace. She tried to act brave. God, how brave could YOU act with a huge eye staring at you?
"I'm Lucinda Gozum. Who are YOU, may I ask?" Luci could feel the giant eye's anger and her bravado left her.
"You do not know me? I am Sauron. The Dark Lord. The Lord of the Rings! Bow down before me or suffer!" The great voice boomed through her and she quivered. Then she fell to her knees and sunk as low as she could go. She was never one to not suck up the people who were high and mighty. That was her philosophy, survive. It had worked over the years, and she saw no reason why it wouldn't work now. "Yes, Lord. I will do your bidding. What do you ask of me, Lord Sauron?" Luci felt that name ring a bell in her head, but wasn't sure how or why.
"Hmm, you see to be good material for a servant. I shall tell you my problem. I am in search of the One Ring. The Ring I made long ago. The ring was cut from my finger and stolen. The Nine Riders have already gone to take it from the present bearer, a small hobbit in the middle of their innocent land. The Shire," the Dark Lord spat out the name as if it was a disgusting food, "But the bearer has escaped the clutch of the Nine for the moment." Sauron's rage was visible, his eye literally shaking with anger.
Luci then remembered where she had heard this tale. Ella's never- ending babble of the Lord of the Rings! What was this, a playacting stunt? Wait. What if Ella was in this place too. She could help this guy. "Master," she said nervously "I have a sister, who has great knowledge of that that have been and things that are to be in this world. She knows things that may be of great help to you."
Sauron's laugh rang through the chamber, "She can not know more than I. I know more than any mortal could ever know."
"But my sister has these three books of knowledge," she said referring to the Lord of the Rings books, "and it tells her many things none know about, except for a small few." But she thought to herself, Isn't this guy mortal?
Sauron was starting to wonder if this newcomer was telling the truth. His eye looked at Luci dubiously, not sure whether to trust this stranger. Then Sauron nodded, or nodded as well as a giant eye could nod. "Yes. We shall go seek this sister that you speak of. She seems to be a type of wizard. Or at least a wizard's pupil. It would be great help to me if we found her. But if you are lying, you will pay. Dearly." Luci gulped and crossed her fingers, hoping she would survive this adventure. Also, secretly hoping that Ella would okay as well.
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Lysa, who had been walking for who knew how long finally found a welcoming sight. Lysa looked around and saw a beautiful wood full of trees and wonderful smells and lovely flowers. Lysa kneed down to look an especially beautiful flower. It seemed to be extremely bright, maybe too bright. Then she heard a voice behind her. "Dear maiden, what are you doing out here?" She jumped and turned. "You scared me!" She lifted her eyes to look at the man approaching her. She hadn't seen anyone since she had arrived. She was excited to see this man. Or what seemed to her at first to be a young man. She pretended to be angry, or at least until she noticed something strange about this 'man.' "An e-elf?" The elf laughed, "Yes. I am Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. I do hope I look like an elf. Anyway, Elrond has summoned me from my homeland. You act as if you have never seen an elf before. You ARE an elf!" His laugh sounded through the woods once more. Lysa shook her head "I am not an elf. I'm just a young 14-year old girl. Human, with no elf-like features. I've seen myself in the mirror everyday. I know." "I assure you, maiden. You are an elf. I am not blind. " He pointed to the small pond not too far away. How convenient, she thought to herself. "Look there and see if my words are true or false." Ugh, what dry language, even from someone so CUTE. Lysa looked into the pond water and saw herself. Yet not herself. She was taller and looked more graceful. And her ears were pointed. She was an elf! "I'm a freakin' elf! Oh my fucking god!" Legolas laughed again, but still he looked confused as he spoke, "When did you figure it out? Weren't you born like this?" Lysa was willing to forgive his never-ending laughter because of his hunkiness. Lysa rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "If I was born like this I think I would have noticed. I wasn't born as an elf. I was born as a man's child. I am Lysa Halmock of Elizabeth, NJ. So, duh!" Legolas looks confused once again. "Where is this Ilithabith you speak of?" Lysa opened her mouth to respond, but she was interrupted by a sudden voice. "LEGOLAS! Elrond summons you!" The voice was sweet and clear. Lysa recognized it at once even though she had never heard it before. It was the voice of Arwen, daughter of Elrond. She appeared at the edge of the woods, looking onto the scene with soft eyes. Legolas smiled at Lysa and motioned her to follow him as he ambled towards Arwen. "We must go. I must show you to Elrond. No one gets past Srund. So you must have gotten here another manner," he talked as he strode up a small hill, obviously towards Rivendell. Lysa looked confused, now, "What? Who's Srund? Is he an elf too?" She would have said more but at that moment they reached Rivendell and Lysa left her questions to stare in awe at the elf city. Suddenly beautiful music reached her ears and for a moment so just stood there listening to the music. Then she smiled. She was a sucker for music. Well, some music. This music sounded very classical yet it was so beautiful no one could dare dislike it. She had to stop her listening when she noticed that Legolas was almost out of sight. She would have yelled for him to slow down , if not for her fear of interrupting the music. Ugh, the only problem was this stupid brightness. They both traveled through the city, moving through the trees. Legolas entered through an opening in a giant tree. She caught up with him finally and traveled with him through the halls full of leaves and bright, bright rooms. She followed him into a balcony where there was a large table and a many chairs. The sun shone very brightly on this balcony, and the trees shaded the best spots. She smiled remembering most of this view from the animated movie. How was it that the directors got the picture so darn close? "Will you sit down?" It took her a second to look away from the room, and then another second to look away from Legolas. Then she quickly pulled out a chair to make up from the time she had wasted. As soon as she sat down she got a song stuck in her head. That usually happened to her, mostly when she was just sitting in silence and out of nowhere she would get a song stuck in her head. She always felt the urge to sing it too. She saw no harm in singing the song, so she sang. Just as long as she didn't sing it too loud so that Legolas could hear.
The days I spent
So cold so hungry
Were full of hate
I was so angry
The scars run deep inside this tattooed body
There's things I'll take to my grave
Lysa smiled to herself and tried to sing some of her favorite songs. The more she sang softly to herself, the better she felt. When she had entered Rivendell she had felt herself lose some of her New Jersey Lysa and turning into a Middle-earth Lysa. Anyway, singing her favorite songs helped her kick out that Middle-earth Lysa. And this place was so BRIGHT. So she began again:
Where is your boy tonight I hope he's a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know You were the last good thing about this part of town.
And at last she decided her to sing one more song. She did not think Elrond would take too much longer and she didn't want to be caught. She forgot about elves and their good hearing.
If you were to ask me how long I've been running for I don't even think that I could answer I jut don't know anymore I'm a sucker for weakness And the blood covering my floor Is all that I have left to remind me of girls I've loved before. . .
It was then that Lysa looked up and saw Legolas looking at her in amazement. "What?" she asked in confusion. Drat, he had heard her. Not that Boy's Night Out didn't rock, but somehow singing Boy's Night Out in the presence of and elf, didn't feel right. Legolas looked at her. "The words-It doesn't sound like-" Suddenly a door opened at the end of the room and in came Elrond. He was as amazing as she had imaged he would be. He was dressed in long robes of shining white material, which seemed unstainable. Legolas stood quickly and bowed. "Elrond, you called upon me?" Elrond began to answer but then he spotted Lysa and shut his mouth quickly "Who is this elf I see before me?" He gave Lysa a rapid once over and frowned at her clothes in confusion. Lysa looked down at her own clothes, but they looked very normal. They weren't torn or dirty and they seemed to be in good condition too. She didn't see anything wrong with- Oh. Maybe in Middle Earth a Korn shirt wouldn't be very, uh, fashionable. She gazed back up to see Legolas answering Elrond. "I found her in the forest, and I could not leave her, seeing how confused and lost she seemed to be. And I believe she has no memory." Lysa interrupted at those words. "Wait a minute. Who said I entered the woods in any normal way? And I definitely have my memory." Elrond and Legolas both stared at her, and she couldn't help grinning at their facial expressions of shock. Then she continued. "If you would give me time, I will tell you how I got here to Rivendell and what I am seeking. If anything, you know." Elrond exchanged glances with Legolas. She knew how to play at them. They were both elves and not too hard to convince, if she played her cards right. She wasn't true elf, though. She only looked like one. When Legolas and Elrond turned to look at her she put on some small puppy eyes. "I desperately need your assistance. I can't do it without you."But during all this she felt the weight of the light of this place pushing her down, making her dizzy. Legolas nodded, as she had know he would. "Let us hear your story, then. If we find it truthful and correct we shall attempt to assist you in your quest." Lysa took a deep breath and began. "I am not from Middle-Earth. I am not from this time. I am from many, many years in the future. I was with my friends, Ella, Mickey and Sean. It was then we found Sting." Elrond looks confused. "Sting? As in Bilbo's Sting? But what is Bilbo's Sting doing there?" Lysa shrugged. "Well, Sting it was. We recognized it at once. Well, Sean recognized it. We reached out to get it and then suddenly I appeared here. But Ella was the only one to pick it up. Now I have a theory that Ella, Mickey and Sean are somewhere on Middle-Earth. They can be any shape." "How can they be any shape? Are they shape-changers?" Elrond asked, suddenly interested. Lysa smiled. "Shape-changers they are not. You see, I am not truly an elf. When I appeared there in the woods I appeared as an elf. In my world, elves no longer live." Elrond and Legolas exchanged glances again. "Then it is true. The time of the elves is soon to be over." Lysa couldn't take it. She stood and tried to look at brave as she could "Do not give up hope yet, Elrond! Many things are changing. You see, I am not supposed to be here. So if that may change so may the fate of the elves. Do not despair. Not yet!" Her eyes flashed strangely, although she didn't know it. Elrond nodded. Lysa grinned inwardly. Everything was going well and the elves here being played as she wanted them to. "Yes, perhaps you're right. I will send two elves to go and see if they can find your friends." Legolas stood and Lysa decided to copy the gesture. Lysa thought about curtsying but decided against it. She sucked at curtsying. Instead she bowed. "Thank you, Elrond." She got up again and looked at him with those innocent eyes. "May I be excused?" Elrond nodded "Yes. I will call if I find anything." Lysa nodded also and walked out, hoping desperately that all her friends were ok, like she had said.
Luci arrived home to find the garage door wide open. She sighed and went in to see Ella's progress. When she didn't see Ella anywhere she yelled, "Ella! Where are you?I need you to-" She ready to beat that kid's face in. Why did Ella always run off JUST when Luci needed her to do something? Maybe grounding her and not letting her go out with those idiot friends of her's would work. Yep, that sounded like a good plan to her. Didn't she know that Luci needed this to get good jobs. Actresses didn't get anywhere by being good actresses, she thought. Then she saw Sting on the floor. Not that she knew what it was, by name. But he felt her skin run cold as soon as she spotted it. "Jesus Christ, what has Ella been doing? Don't tell me that stupid kid's been carrin' weapons! Wouldn't put it past her, though. . . " She reached out to grab the sword when she disappeared.
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Luci opened her eyes slowly and found herself in a dark place. Her head spun around as if she had a hangover. From what, she thought, being in a garage? What the hell had happened? One moment she was in her garage, the next she was in this dark place with a a huge eye-
Wait. An eye? She stared at the giant eye. Where was she? She couldn't see the sword anywhere. She couldn't see very much of all, really.
"Who are you to appear in my chamber without my acquiescence?" The dark booming voice asked Luci. Luci felt as if he could see right through her. As if he could feel her fear and fed it like on would feel an animal or a fireplace. She tried to act brave. God, how brave could YOU act with a huge eye staring at you?
"I'm Lucinda Gozum. Who are YOU, may I ask?" Luci could feel the giant eye's anger and her bravado left her.
"You do not know me? I am Sauron. The Dark Lord. The Lord of the Rings! Bow down before me or suffer!" The great voice boomed through her and she quivered. Then she fell to her knees and sunk as low as she could go. She was never one to not suck up the people who were high and mighty. That was her philosophy, survive. It had worked over the years, and she saw no reason why it wouldn't work now. "Yes, Lord. I will do your bidding. What do you ask of me, Lord Sauron?" Luci felt that name ring a bell in her head, but wasn't sure how or why.
"Hmm, you see to be good material for a servant. I shall tell you my problem. I am in search of the One Ring. The Ring I made long ago. The ring was cut from my finger and stolen. The Nine Riders have already gone to take it from the present bearer, a small hobbit in the middle of their innocent land. The Shire," the Dark Lord spat out the name as if it was a disgusting food, "But the bearer has escaped the clutch of the Nine for the moment." Sauron's rage was visible, his eye literally shaking with anger.
Luci then remembered where she had heard this tale. Ella's never- ending babble of the Lord of the Rings! What was this, a playacting stunt? Wait. What if Ella was in this place too. She could help this guy. "Master," she said nervously "I have a sister, who has great knowledge of that that have been and things that are to be in this world. She knows things that may be of great help to you."
Sauron's laugh rang through the chamber, "She can not know more than I. I know more than any mortal could ever know."
"But my sister has these three books of knowledge," she said referring to the Lord of the Rings books, "and it tells her many things none know about, except for a small few." But she thought to herself, Isn't this guy mortal?
Sauron was starting to wonder if this newcomer was telling the truth. His eye looked at Luci dubiously, not sure whether to trust this stranger. Then Sauron nodded, or nodded as well as a giant eye could nod. "Yes. We shall go seek this sister that you speak of. She seems to be a type of wizard. Or at least a wizard's pupil. It would be great help to me if we found her. But if you are lying, you will pay. Dearly." Luci gulped and crossed her fingers, hoping she would survive this adventure. Also, secretly hoping that Ella would okay as well.
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Lysa, who had been walking for who knew how long finally found a welcoming sight. Lysa looked around and saw a beautiful wood full of trees and wonderful smells and lovely flowers. Lysa kneed down to look an especially beautiful flower. It seemed to be extremely bright, maybe too bright. Then she heard a voice behind her. "Dear maiden, what are you doing out here?" She jumped and turned. "You scared me!" She lifted her eyes to look at the man approaching her. She hadn't seen anyone since she had arrived. She was excited to see this man. Or what seemed to her at first to be a young man. She pretended to be angry, or at least until she noticed something strange about this 'man.' "An e-elf?" The elf laughed, "Yes. I am Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. I do hope I look like an elf. Anyway, Elrond has summoned me from my homeland. You act as if you have never seen an elf before. You ARE an elf!" His laugh sounded through the woods once more. Lysa shook her head "I am not an elf. I'm just a young 14-year old girl. Human, with no elf-like features. I've seen myself in the mirror everyday. I know." "I assure you, maiden. You are an elf. I am not blind. " He pointed to the small pond not too far away. How convenient, she thought to herself. "Look there and see if my words are true or false." Ugh, what dry language, even from someone so CUTE. Lysa looked into the pond water and saw herself. Yet not herself. She was taller and looked more graceful. And her ears were pointed. She was an elf! "I'm a freakin' elf! Oh my fucking god!" Legolas laughed again, but still he looked confused as he spoke, "When did you figure it out? Weren't you born like this?" Lysa was willing to forgive his never-ending laughter because of his hunkiness. Lysa rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "If I was born like this I think I would have noticed. I wasn't born as an elf. I was born as a man's child. I am Lysa Halmock of Elizabeth, NJ. So, duh!" Legolas looks confused once again. "Where is this Ilithabith you speak of?" Lysa opened her mouth to respond, but she was interrupted by a sudden voice. "LEGOLAS! Elrond summons you!" The voice was sweet and clear. Lysa recognized it at once even though she had never heard it before. It was the voice of Arwen, daughter of Elrond. She appeared at the edge of the woods, looking onto the scene with soft eyes. Legolas smiled at Lysa and motioned her to follow him as he ambled towards Arwen. "We must go. I must show you to Elrond. No one gets past Srund. So you must have gotten here another manner," he talked as he strode up a small hill, obviously towards Rivendell. Lysa looked confused, now, "What? Who's Srund? Is he an elf too?" She would have said more but at that moment they reached Rivendell and Lysa left her questions to stare in awe at the elf city. Suddenly beautiful music reached her ears and for a moment so just stood there listening to the music. Then she smiled. She was a sucker for music. Well, some music. This music sounded very classical yet it was so beautiful no one could dare dislike it. She had to stop her listening when she noticed that Legolas was almost out of sight. She would have yelled for him to slow down , if not for her fear of interrupting the music. Ugh, the only problem was this stupid brightness. They both traveled through the city, moving through the trees. Legolas entered through an opening in a giant tree. She caught up with him finally and traveled with him through the halls full of leaves and bright, bright rooms. She followed him into a balcony where there was a large table and a many chairs. The sun shone very brightly on this balcony, and the trees shaded the best spots. She smiled remembering most of this view from the animated movie. How was it that the directors got the picture so darn close? "Will you sit down?" It took her a second to look away from the room, and then another second to look away from Legolas. Then she quickly pulled out a chair to make up from the time she had wasted. As soon as she sat down she got a song stuck in her head. That usually happened to her, mostly when she was just sitting in silence and out of nowhere she would get a song stuck in her head. She always felt the urge to sing it too. She saw no harm in singing the song, so she sang. Just as long as she didn't sing it too loud so that Legolas could hear.
The days I spent
So cold so hungry
Were full of hate
I was so angry
The scars run deep inside this tattooed body
There's things I'll take to my grave
Lysa smiled to herself and tried to sing some of her favorite songs. The more she sang softly to herself, the better she felt. When she had entered Rivendell she had felt herself lose some of her New Jersey Lysa and turning into a Middle-earth Lysa. Anyway, singing her favorite songs helped her kick out that Middle-earth Lysa. And this place was so BRIGHT. So she began again:
Where is your boy tonight I hope he's a gentleman Maybe he won't find out what I know You were the last good thing about this part of town.
And at last she decided her to sing one more song. She did not think Elrond would take too much longer and she didn't want to be caught. She forgot about elves and their good hearing.
If you were to ask me how long I've been running for I don't even think that I could answer I jut don't know anymore I'm a sucker for weakness And the blood covering my floor Is all that I have left to remind me of girls I've loved before. . .
It was then that Lysa looked up and saw Legolas looking at her in amazement. "What?" she asked in confusion. Drat, he had heard her. Not that Boy's Night Out didn't rock, but somehow singing Boy's Night Out in the presence of and elf, didn't feel right. Legolas looked at her. "The words-It doesn't sound like-" Suddenly a door opened at the end of the room and in came Elrond. He was as amazing as she had imaged he would be. He was dressed in long robes of shining white material, which seemed unstainable. Legolas stood quickly and bowed. "Elrond, you called upon me?" Elrond began to answer but then he spotted Lysa and shut his mouth quickly "Who is this elf I see before me?" He gave Lysa a rapid once over and frowned at her clothes in confusion. Lysa looked down at her own clothes, but they looked very normal. They weren't torn or dirty and they seemed to be in good condition too. She didn't see anything wrong with- Oh. Maybe in Middle Earth a Korn shirt wouldn't be very, uh, fashionable. She gazed back up to see Legolas answering Elrond. "I found her in the forest, and I could not leave her, seeing how confused and lost she seemed to be. And I believe she has no memory." Lysa interrupted at those words. "Wait a minute. Who said I entered the woods in any normal way? And I definitely have my memory." Elrond and Legolas both stared at her, and she couldn't help grinning at their facial expressions of shock. Then she continued. "If you would give me time, I will tell you how I got here to Rivendell and what I am seeking. If anything, you know." Elrond exchanged glances with Legolas. She knew how to play at them. They were both elves and not too hard to convince, if she played her cards right. She wasn't true elf, though. She only looked like one. When Legolas and Elrond turned to look at her she put on some small puppy eyes. "I desperately need your assistance. I can't do it without you."But during all this she felt the weight of the light of this place pushing her down, making her dizzy. Legolas nodded, as she had know he would. "Let us hear your story, then. If we find it truthful and correct we shall attempt to assist you in your quest." Lysa took a deep breath and began. "I am not from Middle-Earth. I am not from this time. I am from many, many years in the future. I was with my friends, Ella, Mickey and Sean. It was then we found Sting." Elrond looks confused. "Sting? As in Bilbo's Sting? But what is Bilbo's Sting doing there?" Lysa shrugged. "Well, Sting it was. We recognized it at once. Well, Sean recognized it. We reached out to get it and then suddenly I appeared here. But Ella was the only one to pick it up. Now I have a theory that Ella, Mickey and Sean are somewhere on Middle-Earth. They can be any shape." "How can they be any shape? Are they shape-changers?" Elrond asked, suddenly interested. Lysa smiled. "Shape-changers they are not. You see, I am not truly an elf. When I appeared there in the woods I appeared as an elf. In my world, elves no longer live." Elrond and Legolas exchanged glances again. "Then it is true. The time of the elves is soon to be over." Lysa couldn't take it. She stood and tried to look at brave as she could "Do not give up hope yet, Elrond! Many things are changing. You see, I am not supposed to be here. So if that may change so may the fate of the elves. Do not despair. Not yet!" Her eyes flashed strangely, although she didn't know it. Elrond nodded. Lysa grinned inwardly. Everything was going well and the elves here being played as she wanted them to. "Yes, perhaps you're right. I will send two elves to go and see if they can find your friends." Legolas stood and Lysa decided to copy the gesture. Lysa thought about curtsying but decided against it. She sucked at curtsying. Instead she bowed. "Thank you, Elrond." She got up again and looked at him with those innocent eyes. "May I be excused?" Elrond nodded "Yes. I will call if I find anything." Lysa nodded also and walked out, hoping desperately that all her friends were ok, like she had said.