Title: And So She Sang...
Chapter 4 - Temper, temper
Disclaimers: I Don't know them!!!! So please don't hurt me.
Summary: All Devin wants is to become a great singer with her best friend,
Rosaline, by her side. Not fall into a stream and landing into Middle Earth with
orcs, evil eyes and a ring that seduces people.
They quickly ran in hopes to escape what they thought were anger from Gandalf and Elrond. It wasn't long before Devin stopped seeing that the hobbits shorter legs couldn't keep up with her long strides.
"You don't think there angry do you?" Merry asked once they stopped. The three hobbits looked at each in question then looked up at Devin.
"Like I'm supposed to know? I only talked to the guy once." Devin said and looked to see where they where. She never really explored much of Rivendell, mostly staying close to her room and Frodo's.
"Hey, it's the entrance of Rivendell!" Sam exclaimed pointing to the large door that was opened. Devin watched the strange folk walk into the elf city. Three small mountain looking men walked through the dome like opening, each carrying rather large axes. While few horses rode past them. Devin saw the ones on the horses were elves.
"Are those hobbits?" Devin asked pointing towards the mountain looking men with their long braided beards.
"There dwarves." Merry said with fascination, watching the slightly taller folk walk past the elves. As they did the elves caste dark glares at the dwarves while the dwarves did the same. One of the dwarves muttered something causing an elf to grab the dwarf's shoulder in anger. He spun the little man around to face him.
Devin clenched her fist as she watched the much taller elf pick on the small little man. She handed her guitar to Sam, who clutched the instrument gently but firmly. Afraid to drop the instrument but scared he might break it just from touching it.
"Hold this Sam," was all Devin said before she stomped off towards the arguing group. The hobbits watched her go with wide eyes. Devin took a deep slow breath as she walked up to the group. Her fist clenched tightly in hopes to control her growing anger. Even though she knew it'll end up in vain.
"Hey buddy, pick on someone your own size!" Devin yelled as she shoved the elf roughly away from the dwarf. They all looked at her with odd looks.
"What's this? The dwarf's guardian? Can't they stand up for their own fight?" an elf laughed pointing at Devin. Now Devin really had a sudden urge to hurt this elf's pretty face.
"I'm no ones guardian!" Devin said through clenched teeth. She took a deep slow breath to help her keep her temper under control. She noticed that the elf looked really good but quickly reminded herself that this isn't the time to be checking out guys. Plus he looked be more like Rosaline's type. She always fancied the pretty boys, despite her protests.
"Ladies shouldn't have tempers like a fire." Devin looked over her shoulder to see a guy walking up towards them. He had shoulder length reddish brown hair and wore strange reddish and green colored clothing.
"What's it up with you? Get out." Devin sneered and turned her attention back to the pretty boy elf that she decided to name Blondie.
"Dwarves are dirty, ill tempered and greedy. They care nothing but for their mines and jewels." Blondie retorted. Devin quickly grabbed the thick coarse braid of the dwarf to keep him back from swinging his axe at the elf.
"Dirty, ill tempered and greedy as they are I bet there nothing compared to you attitude problem Blondie!" Devin shouted. Devin winced as she felt a hand grab her sore shoulder. She growled in anger as she turned around, bringing her fist up to smash in the face of the guy told her ladies shouldn't have tempers. He yelled as he stumbled back from the blow.
"Try that again and you'll get more than a bloody nose." Devin sneered and turned back to walk back to the hobbits who stood there with their mouths gapping open in shock.
"Such like a lady unable to finish what she started."
Devin stopped and looked over her shoulder. Her hazel colored eyes burned with a great fire ablaze in them. All directed at the man she punched.
"You don't want me to finish what I started." Devin said coolly. She knew this drill. This was starting to turn into the fights she gets in at school, only this time there is no Rosaline to stop her.
"Because you can't finish it." The man spat. Out of reaction Devin clenched her knuckles so tight she tight she heard a few crack. Walking back Devin remembered the conference she had with her school consular a while back. Telling her that she should enroll into anger management classes but she ignored it. Devin always thought that Rosaline would always be there to stop her before she got out of control. Now she wished she listened to the consular for once. Damn her stupid pride. She stopped in front of him and said in a deadpan voice,
"Then lets finish it."
Without any further questions or warning Devin pulled a move that always worked with her brothers. Using her height advantage Devin swung her arm up around the guy's neck and basically hurled him down to the ground. She jumped on top of him and let her anger go. Through the hitting, cursing and yelling Devin felt herself get hit a few times but her anger was to great to feel them for the moment. They rolled around on the ground fighting and yelling out curses and insults. Devin felt some people try to pull her off but slipped out of their grasps.
Devin yelled in anger as she felt herself being torn away from the fight. She pulled against her captor to get back at the man but the hands kept a strong grip on her. They roughly pushed and dragged her away from her fight, ignoring Devin's curses that echoed through the air. She landed against her bed as she was pushed roughly into her room. Quickly standing back up Devin glared at the person who dared to drag her away from her fight.
The man was tall with dark shoulder length hair and gray eyes that glared at him. Devin merely glared straight back. The tall, dark and handsome type, how nice. Devin snorted to herself at the thought.
"Hope you know that you did a wonderful job of insulting the prince of Mirkwood and just beat senseless the next steward of Gondor." He hissed angrily.
"Like it's all my fault? What about the damn elf picking one the dwarf? I don't see him being dragged into his room!" Devin shouted.
Before the man could say anything there was a knock on the door before it opened. A she elf walked into the room holding a small tray. Her long hair was a dark black and her eyes were the brightest pure blue that Devin has ever see. She was stunned by the elf's beauty. The man's intense glared soften immediately when he looked at her.
The elf whispered to the man in the elfish language. He whispered back to her and threw once last glance at Devin before walking out the room closing the door behind him.
Devin sat on her bed and watched the elf put the tray on the table and walked over to Devin with a cloth. She reached out to clean away the blood that came from her cut lip. Devin flinched at the sharp pain.
"I'm sorry." The elf whispered before cleaning the blood away more gently.
"Its ok." Devin murmured. It wasn't long before the elf finished cleaning up some of Devin's wounds. Most of them were little minor cuts and bruises. Devin looked shocked when she watched the elf getting ready to leave.
"No lecture? No talk about how I shouldn't have gotten into that fight?" Devin asked astonished. The elf looked at her with an amused look in her eyes.
"No. I think you already went through that with Aragorn," the elf said with a gentle smile.
"You mean the guy who was in here earlier?" Devin asked. The elf nodded with a smile and a happy look in her eyes as she thought of the man.
"Ah I see, I see." Devin said with a cluck from her tongue.
"You see what?"
"You and him are together!" Devin said with a smirking grin across her face. But flinched from the pain in her sore cheek. She realized she must've gotten hit on the cheek. The elf laughed gently.
"Yes, we are. I must say even after a fight that gives you cuts and bruises you still are able to smile victoriously Lady Devin." The elf said and as she turned around to leave she heard Devin piped up.
"Devin."
She stopped and looked at the young woman.
"Excuse me?" the elf asked.
"Its just Devin. Just call me Devin," said Devin.
"Then you must call me Arwen." Arwen said. Devin nodded her head in an ok and smiled but flinched from her new bruises on her cheek. As Arwen left she left the door open for another visitor. Devin was surprised to see it was the dwarf she held back earlier and he was holding her guitar.
"Ahem, I cam here to bring you your, music maker, as the little hobbits call it." The dwarf said as he handed Devin her guitar.
"Thank you. Though I don't understand why the hobbits couldn't just give it to me them selves. They aren't mad at me are they?" Devin asked. The dwarf quickly shook his head saying, 'no, no.'
"No, I asked the hobbits if I could bring it up to you. I wanted to thank you for stepping up for us when you shouldn't have." The dwarf said. Devin blinked; surprised the dwarf came up here just to thank her.
"Oh, Mr. Umm…" Devin trailed off remembering she doesn't know this dwarf's name.
"Gimli, son of Glòin." Gimli answered for her.
"Ok, its not problem, Gimli. Kind of lost my temper back there for a moment." Devin said with a small smile. Not wanting to move her bruised cheeks more then they already has been.
"Oh my bad. My name is Devin, Devin Blair. Just call me Devin though." Devin said quickly not wanting to be called 'Lady Devin' again.
"Devin, well if you must excuse me I have to go to a council meeting but I am hopping to see talk more with you again soon." Gimli said looking up at Devin.
"You betcha! Heard there's supposed to be a feast of some sort later tonight. If I didn't piss of Lord Elrond enough I might see you there." Devin said.
"Ah yes there is. I have high hopes to see you tonight. Well excuse me. Oh and one more thing." Gimli said before he went out the door.
"Never in all my years have I seen a woman fight like that." Devin laughed causing some of her bruises to ache but she ignored them.
"I'm glad to be the first for you to see that."
Devin smiled as she watched the dwarf leave seeing that she found herself a new friend. As Devin put her guitar away in its case Merry and Pippin burst into her room.
"What's all the rush and where's Sam?" Devin asked.
"Frodo went off to some secret council meeting and Sam went off to spy. You want to come with us to watch it?" Merry asked. Devin raised an eyebrow and went through the whole thing one by one.
"Frodo went to a secret meeting?"
The two hobbits nodded.
"Sam went to watch the meeting even though he's not supposed to watch, let alone know about this meeting?"
They nodded again.
"And you want to see it too and just happen to decide you wanted to bring me along with you. Am I right?"
More nodding.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" Devin asked holding her hands out for the hobbits. They were too short to link their arms with hers so it was stuck to holding hands. Both of them grabbed a hand and they happily skipped along to watch the secret council meeting.
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