Chapter 18
Survivors
Ryken was of course the first to be taken in by the portal. He was confused when he came to the toher side to see no bridge. But he then remembered that the bridge only appeared with starlight, and it obviously wasn't reaching it.
He fell towards the mountain, his only hope was to grab hold of the upcoming ledge. And by a stroke of luck, he was able to grab hold, even though it pulled his arm muscles in agony.
He pulled himself on, looking up to see Legolas falling towards him. Forcing his aching arms to grab ahold of the Elves silky arm. It was so silky, that he would have dropped him if Legolas wouldn't have returned the grasp.
He pulled Legolas up to him, grasping his arm in excrutiating pain once Legolas no longer required his assitance. Legolas then turned quickly to try and catch Rouge, but she fell to sudden, he missed her hand. She screamed loudly, causing loose snow on Ered Mithrin to fall to the ground.
As she started to inhale again, to continue her screaming, something big and white swooped below her, catching her on its back. She ceased her screaming when she saw the creature that had caught her in mid-air. It was a white dragon... a snow dragon.
It lifted her up to Legolas and Ryken, she then jumped to Legolas, looking for the protection of his arms that he offered her every time she was in need. But this time, Legolas didn't give her the protection she desired. Instead he puled her behind him and ignored all her pleas and screams over the dragon.
Myian then fell from the sky, screaming, giving Legolas enough time to grab her arm, saving her from a brutal death.
Rouge then stepped from behind Legolas, and stepped toward the Dragon, giving the others time to draw their weapons. Myian carried Legolas' bow that he left behind on the pillar back in the Realm of water. She tossed it to him and he quickly drew an arrow and placed it in the bow.
Myian armed her knives, and Ryken held his arms up and crossed at mid-arm in front of his face. Two long, sahrp fins appeared on each arm. Myian looked at him, thinking how her lust had bore sharp fins inside her arms.
Rouge looked at the dragon for a while and looked back at the company.
"She comes in peace She only wishes to help us leave Ered Mithrin safely. She can't leave the area, for she has offspring to attend to, but she can take us to where the snow thins. Get on her back and she will transport us immediatly."
Ending her sentence, she stepped onto the hovering creatures back. Ryken, sucking the fins back into his arms, followed her orders, Myian following, and lastly Legolas.
The dragon, trying to fly as smooth as possible, flew strait up. This caused Ryken to shiver more than he already was, given because he wore only leggings.
Myian took a small cloak from the pouch she carried at her side and placed it around his shoulders. He looked warmyl at her, and she returned the look. He clenched it around his body, feeling the andrenaline rush as they reached new heights in the air that he had ever experienced.
The dragon then took a smoothe dive towards the ground where there were only a few mounds of snow on the ground. They dismounted the dragon, and Rouge said something to it in a different language, most likely the language used by the Dragon Spawn to communicate with dragons.
It quickly fled, soaring back to the darkness of Ered Mithrin. She turned and nodded, and they began to travel South-West to Rivendell.
They took a worn down path on the way, indicating they weren' tthe only people who had journeyed to Rivendell. On thry way, by a stroke of luck they ran into a traveling merchant wagon pulled by grey mares.
They bought provisions and better atire for Ryken to wear. He gratefully accepted these after Legolas had paid for them, for he had experienced the merciless feel of weather and temperature.
When he had dressed and gave back Myian's cloak, which she placed back into the pouch she caried at her side, they set up camp because they were all fatigued by the incident at Ered Mithrin.
When Rouge had lit a fire, they all took their seperate places around the fire. Legolas lying down on his padded pouch, Ryken perched up in front of the fire, Rouge sitting against a nearby tree, and Myian, sitting up on one of the trees limbs.
"Thank You for saving me, Legolas," Myian told him out of the blue.
Legolas hesitated for a while, and then replied, "Your Welcome."
Ryken raked his fingers thorugh his white hair, still trying to figure Legolas out. It frightened him to think of what had kept Legolas' eyes ptoected from pryers as himself. He could always read eyes, an art he gained from his mother, to tell bits if non-specific information on their past and could tell the difference between a lie and the foretold truth. But Legolas could look him into the eyes for eternity and he woudl never know for sure which Legolas spoke of.
Legolas was only looking into the stars, thinking of the pain he had caused Galadriel. She indentified herself to him as his adoptive mother in a sense. He wondered how he truly felt about this, not knowing any possible feeling he was feeling. He could only reply to himself saying he would try his best to accept her un-tolf offer of giving him the maternal love he lacked as a child.
Myian was also looking at the stars, but not for answers of emotions and other peoples actions, but looking for answers to their future. The company was small, and they still had yet to find the last member of their small company. She wondered if ther pink haired girl that Legolas had strong feelings for was the next person, or was it just showing how brutal the skin-changer can and will be.
So many unanswered questions flowed through Myian's mind, that she just gave up on them and tried to sleep, knowing she couldn't possibly develop any solution at the given time.
Rouge was pondering over the dragon. She felt connected to this dragon, as if she knew it from someplace. She still had yet to tell Legolas that elves were the cause of her village's destruction. But the truth was also that her people weren't dead. They instead were turned into statues and were thrown into the large bodies of water inside her village. This was cause by elven magic, and the only way she could remove it was elven magic, or a stronger magic she did not possess.
She hoped that if they were to find the last member of their company, that she would gain a higher power to revive her people, but most of all, her mother... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This was more of a "catch up" chapter at the end. It is a catch up on how each character felt about center things, since they are all individual. And I wouldn't count on Ryken and Myian having a serious relationship. And I don't think there would be any reason why I would make NC-17 in the future to give you another tip-off. More updates tomorrow after school. It 10:20, i still have forty minutes till bed! ToOdLeS!!
Once Again:
Review PLEASE! ^-^ Flame me! I don't care! I planning on making this a Long story, but without support, i really don't think I will. I already know how the story might turn out, and if im the only one that cares, then I shoudn't share it with you. I like hearing opinions on my writing and I would LOVE to hear things I should change for the better! So do whatever you want, whether to approve of this story or disapprove, or even better, to help me out on un-true facts and flaws I make on Legolas' journeys.
Survivors
Ryken was of course the first to be taken in by the portal. He was confused when he came to the toher side to see no bridge. But he then remembered that the bridge only appeared with starlight, and it obviously wasn't reaching it.
He fell towards the mountain, his only hope was to grab hold of the upcoming ledge. And by a stroke of luck, he was able to grab hold, even though it pulled his arm muscles in agony.
He pulled himself on, looking up to see Legolas falling towards him. Forcing his aching arms to grab ahold of the Elves silky arm. It was so silky, that he would have dropped him if Legolas wouldn't have returned the grasp.
He pulled Legolas up to him, grasping his arm in excrutiating pain once Legolas no longer required his assitance. Legolas then turned quickly to try and catch Rouge, but she fell to sudden, he missed her hand. She screamed loudly, causing loose snow on Ered Mithrin to fall to the ground.
As she started to inhale again, to continue her screaming, something big and white swooped below her, catching her on its back. She ceased her screaming when she saw the creature that had caught her in mid-air. It was a white dragon... a snow dragon.
It lifted her up to Legolas and Ryken, she then jumped to Legolas, looking for the protection of his arms that he offered her every time she was in need. But this time, Legolas didn't give her the protection she desired. Instead he puled her behind him and ignored all her pleas and screams over the dragon.
Myian then fell from the sky, screaming, giving Legolas enough time to grab her arm, saving her from a brutal death.
Rouge then stepped from behind Legolas, and stepped toward the Dragon, giving the others time to draw their weapons. Myian carried Legolas' bow that he left behind on the pillar back in the Realm of water. She tossed it to him and he quickly drew an arrow and placed it in the bow.
Myian armed her knives, and Ryken held his arms up and crossed at mid-arm in front of his face. Two long, sahrp fins appeared on each arm. Myian looked at him, thinking how her lust had bore sharp fins inside her arms.
Rouge looked at the dragon for a while and looked back at the company.
"She comes in peace She only wishes to help us leave Ered Mithrin safely. She can't leave the area, for she has offspring to attend to, but she can take us to where the snow thins. Get on her back and she will transport us immediatly."
Ending her sentence, she stepped onto the hovering creatures back. Ryken, sucking the fins back into his arms, followed her orders, Myian following, and lastly Legolas.
The dragon, trying to fly as smooth as possible, flew strait up. This caused Ryken to shiver more than he already was, given because he wore only leggings.
Myian took a small cloak from the pouch she carried at her side and placed it around his shoulders. He looked warmyl at her, and she returned the look. He clenched it around his body, feeling the andrenaline rush as they reached new heights in the air that he had ever experienced.
The dragon then took a smoothe dive towards the ground where there were only a few mounds of snow on the ground. They dismounted the dragon, and Rouge said something to it in a different language, most likely the language used by the Dragon Spawn to communicate with dragons.
It quickly fled, soaring back to the darkness of Ered Mithrin. She turned and nodded, and they began to travel South-West to Rivendell.
They took a worn down path on the way, indicating they weren' tthe only people who had journeyed to Rivendell. On thry way, by a stroke of luck they ran into a traveling merchant wagon pulled by grey mares.
They bought provisions and better atire for Ryken to wear. He gratefully accepted these after Legolas had paid for them, for he had experienced the merciless feel of weather and temperature.
When he had dressed and gave back Myian's cloak, which she placed back into the pouch she caried at her side, they set up camp because they were all fatigued by the incident at Ered Mithrin.
When Rouge had lit a fire, they all took their seperate places around the fire. Legolas lying down on his padded pouch, Ryken perched up in front of the fire, Rouge sitting against a nearby tree, and Myian, sitting up on one of the trees limbs.
"Thank You for saving me, Legolas," Myian told him out of the blue.
Legolas hesitated for a while, and then replied, "Your Welcome."
Ryken raked his fingers thorugh his white hair, still trying to figure Legolas out. It frightened him to think of what had kept Legolas' eyes ptoected from pryers as himself. He could always read eyes, an art he gained from his mother, to tell bits if non-specific information on their past and could tell the difference between a lie and the foretold truth. But Legolas could look him into the eyes for eternity and he woudl never know for sure which Legolas spoke of.
Legolas was only looking into the stars, thinking of the pain he had caused Galadriel. She indentified herself to him as his adoptive mother in a sense. He wondered how he truly felt about this, not knowing any possible feeling he was feeling. He could only reply to himself saying he would try his best to accept her un-tolf offer of giving him the maternal love he lacked as a child.
Myian was also looking at the stars, but not for answers of emotions and other peoples actions, but looking for answers to their future. The company was small, and they still had yet to find the last member of their small company. She wondered if ther pink haired girl that Legolas had strong feelings for was the next person, or was it just showing how brutal the skin-changer can and will be.
So many unanswered questions flowed through Myian's mind, that she just gave up on them and tried to sleep, knowing she couldn't possibly develop any solution at the given time.
Rouge was pondering over the dragon. She felt connected to this dragon, as if she knew it from someplace. She still had yet to tell Legolas that elves were the cause of her village's destruction. But the truth was also that her people weren't dead. They instead were turned into statues and were thrown into the large bodies of water inside her village. This was cause by elven magic, and the only way she could remove it was elven magic, or a stronger magic she did not possess.
She hoped that if they were to find the last member of their company, that she would gain a higher power to revive her people, but most of all, her mother... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This was more of a "catch up" chapter at the end. It is a catch up on how each character felt about center things, since they are all individual. And I wouldn't count on Ryken and Myian having a serious relationship. And I don't think there would be any reason why I would make NC-17 in the future to give you another tip-off. More updates tomorrow after school. It 10:20, i still have forty minutes till bed! ToOdLeS!!
Once Again:
Review PLEASE! ^-^ Flame me! I don't care! I planning on making this a Long story, but without support, i really don't think I will. I already know how the story might turn out, and if im the only one that cares, then I shoudn't share it with you. I like hearing opinions on my writing and I would LOVE to hear things I should change for the better! So do whatever you want, whether to approve of this story or disapprove, or even better, to help me out on un-true facts and flaws I make on Legolas' journeys.