~ Brain power is now getting back up to speed. I saw Tran-Siberian Orchestra last night and was all hyper until I got home. I wanted to write but had to wait until today after my computer got fixed. So yeah!!!
In my cell I was frustrated. 'The elf he was so hot and cold. It's a play with words that's what it is. He's trying to win me over, make me give in to him then he'll dispose of me.' I stalked around the cell with these thoughts going through my head. "So I just have to ignore those charms, no matter how good they sound and hope to be rescued." I looked out the window, but only got the same view as before.
Aldanor came in and I just sighed then looked back out the window. He cleared his throat and I looked over to him again. Walking up behind me I turned and found, flowers. He offered them to me, but I turned my head. Getting frustrated himself, Aldanor grabbed my hand making me take the flowers. Don't get me wrong, they were beautiful, but I didn't want anything from him, I didn't want to encourage him.
I threw the flowers down but could not bring my heart to stomp on them. It wasn't the flowers fault. I threw myself on my bed and buried my head in the pillow. I wasn't aware that Aldanor came to stand next to me until I felt him touch me. I stiffened hoping he would go away. It was getting harder and harder to resist him. Maybe this was elf magic or something.
"Would you dance,
if asked you to dance?"
I looked up to Aldanor as he spoke. It sounded like it was a poem, but he sang it so sweetly.
"Would you run,
and never look back?
Would you cry,
if you saw me crying ?
Would you save my soul tonight?"
I sat up slowly. I never heard him speak like this before and this threw my guard off completely. Aldanor sat down next to me and touched my mouth.
"Would you tremble,
if I touched your lips?"
I noticed that my lips did tremble and I clenched my mouth closed to try and stop them.
"Please hold me in your arms tonight."
I could feel my resistance slowly slipping away. I wasn't sure if this was of magic, or him melting myself.
" I can be your hero.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away."
Something was melting within me as I leaned closer to him. Aldanor smiled slightly and continued.
" Would you swear,
that you'll always be mine?
Would you lie?
Would you remember?"
Aldanor leaned down and kissed me, I closed my eyes, all my resistance gone. Slowly he started to lay me down on the bed. When my head hit the pillow all reason came back in my head. I started to struggle but Aldanor was too strong, his body pinned me down. When his lips parted from mine, I started yelling at him.
"Get off of me, you can't do this," I struggled and tried, but I couldn't move. Tears traced a path down my cheeks, as I felt completely hopeless. Aldanor sighed and got up letting me get up. Wiping my eyes I watched him as he went to the door.
"You will be mine," Aldanor said. "Each day as I get closer, one day I won't stop." Then he left. I sat there, curled up in as small of a ball that I could. I knew he was right and that's what upset me the most. All my life, guys have only gone out with me for short times. When I didn't put out, they dumped me. There was one guy who didn't do that to me, but then I moved and we couldn't handle a long distance relationship.
It was his words, his kind actions that were getting to me. Who am I trying to convince that's magic making me want him more and more. It's myself, but that's an empty road. I rocked myself, laying my head on my knees. With a sigh I sat up and realized that I had fallen asleep. Getting up I walked to the window when I heard a door open. Turning Aldanor came in and closed it behind him.
"Jodi," Aldanor said quietly. "Tomorrow I would like to take you into the village, to get you out of this room." I turned and looked at him.
"Aren't you worried about others seeing me?" I asked.
"I'll take care of that," Aldanor said. I nodded then agreeing to go out. Almost anything to get out of this room would be wonderful.
The kingdom of the dark elves was not dark at all. It was light and airy. That surprised the turtles. On the way in, Grigornis explained who they were and that they were his guests. They went inside his house and found two young girls looking back at them.
"Now girls, do as your told by me or my companions and you shall live, unlike your good for nothing mother." Grigornis told them. They nodded and looked at the turtles in fear. The girls may have been young, but they knew what most guys wanted from them.
Being late the turtles had no time to explore. They were each given a room to sleep in. Raphael lay on the bed, pondering how long it would be until they could get inside. When he felt a soft touch, he pinned the arm and looked over into the eyes of the youngest girl. She was maybe twelve right now and the look of terror in her eyes was like he had never seen before.
"I have come here to please you," She whispered. Raphael didn't understand what she meant for a moment. She took her arm away and started to peel back the sheet she covered herself with. Understanding filled Raphael's eyes and he stopped her.
"No, I don't want that," Raphael said quietly.
"I don't please you?" She asked.
"No, not like that, no," Raphael struggled for a way to explain. "You're just a young girl, elf." She nodded. "Have you done this before?" Another nod. "Is it because you like it?" Raphael asked, bewildered. This time she shook her head no.
"It's because father makes us," The girl said.
"That's not right," Raphael realized he didn't even ask her name. "What is your name?"
"Arewise," She responded.
"Okay Arewise," Raphael said. "I want you to get your sister and go back to bed. My brothers and I don't do this kind of stuff, because it's wrong." Arewise seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Are you going to help us?" Raphael blew his breath threw his mouth.
"I'll see what we can do," Arewise smiled and ran off to get her sister. Raphael laid back down shaking his head. How can a father treat their daughters, their wife, like this. There was no way his brother's and him could leave them like this. Like it or not, they have gotten themselves in deeper than they can possibly handle.
