Lord of the Rings: The forgotten Heir of Misildor
( I do not own LOTR, nor the elf. Darnit. Anyways, enjoys. Oh, and " Stupid fat hobbit! You ruins it!" He he, me like Gollum. I don't think I spelled that right though. Did I?)
Chapter one: All but a dream
Night had fallen. Stars stood out brightly in the dark velvet, royal blue sky. Down on the ground, dark green grass blew swiftly in the chilled nighttime breeze. Aragorn and Gimli slept while Legolas stood watch. His keen eyes scanned the land for Orcs, or any other foul beast. His long blonde hair swung about him in the air, and chilled him. The fire the three had built had died down, and now there was no warmth fleeing from the ashes. Legolas shivered, ' this night could make the dead feel icy.' He whispered. To forget the cold air of night he began to sing to himself softly in his tongue. He began to and fro singing. His quiet voice seemed very loud in the silence of night. And soon became louder, but not his own. Another voice accompanied him. Another soft, gentle, and angel like voice. His acute ears picked up the sound from in back of him. It was distant, for the voice was faint. The elf reached for his bow and began to turn slowly 'round. He could see that not too far away was a girl. She had long, very long red hair that fell to about her knees, and two giant crystal blue orbs for eyes. Her features were slim, and strong. No doubt another elf. But not of his clan, for he had seen very elf in Mirkwood, but this girl was strange to him. She stood almost as tall as he, Legolas measured. Her skin looked soft and ivory. She wore a pair of black tights, with a black over skirt that went to her bare feet, and a partially opened white poet's blouse tucked into her pants and skirt. On her hands were black leather gloves. On her back she bore a bow and plenty spindle to kill at least three dozen Orcs twice. Legolas heard Aragorn stir. ' Aragorn, come see!' Legolas said. Aragorn shrugged and walked over.
' What?' He asked.
' Do you see that girl?' Legolas said.
' My eyes are not as keen as yours, my friend. Nor as awake.' Aragorn replied.
' Try.' Aragorn sighed and looked. His eyes grew large.
' Do you think she is a spy?' Aragorn said.
' Nay. But I know she has been following us.' Legolas replied.
' How can she be following us, and yet not be a spy?' Aragorn asked.
' She is an elf. Elves are not kind to Orcs, or Saruman.' Legolas said.
' What are you two babbling about?' Said Gimli waking. Legolas and Aragorn turned.
' We have spotted another.' Legolas replied. Gimli arched a brow. ' Come see.' Gimli stood and walked to them. He looked.
' What? I see no girl!' Gimli said. Legolas and Aragorn looked.
' She is gone!' Legolas pointed out. Aragorn rolled his eyes.
' Yeah, I couldn't see that.' He said sardonically.
' Then turn around. You should.' Came a strong, but light voice from behind them. Legolas was the first to turn to the voice. Then Aragorn and then Gimli. ' I see I am no longer a secret.' The girl said. Legolas reached for his bow. ' Please, do not bother. I have seen you, and I am twice as fast! ' She paused and searched Legolas with her eyes. ' Legolas Greenleaf. So we finally meet.' Legolas passed the young elf a questioning glance.
' Finally?' Legolas said. The girl's eyes shone bright blue, and glanced mischief and malice, good, nor bad. More playful. Gimli and Aragorn watched.
' Yes. In my land, you are only a legend. But I set out to prove you aren't.' Her body began to come in closer, and dancing in her baby blues was burning desire. She leaned in closer so she was but one inch away from his lips, and her's. ' And to do this.' The girl elf closed the gap between them with a kiss. Legolas felt his whole body weaken, and energy fleeted from him. Then suddenly something cold washed on his face. It splashed on him as cold ice would. Suddenly, the elf girl was gone, and now he was falling off a cliff into a sea of freezing water. He screamed, and then woke out of his dream. Aragorn and Gimli loomed above him. Aragorn's hands were wet. Legolas' eyes were wide with fear, and his face was wet with cold sweat, and icy water.
' My friend, you let us sleep late.' He said. 'The sun has already risen.' Legolas looked towards the horizon. It was true. It was probably almost noon. The sky was grey for storm was coming, and the wind still blew coldly. It blew against Legolas' face like harsh reality. He sighed.
' Dark, yet beautiful has been my dreams.' Legolas said coldly. ' It is beauty because of the creature which it beholds, but dark for I fear it is nothing but a dream.' Legolas rose from the soft ground and over to his horse, Arod. He sighed again. ' Nothing but a dream.' He said again and hopped on. ' Let us go! We have lost much day already!' Aragorn and Gimli jumped on Hasufel and rode on with Legolas.
Chapter two: Airamir
Night fell on the three quickly. They had ridden all day, and had no rest. Legolas felt bad for Arod, for he had ridden him as fast as he could go, with little, or no rest. Once they set up camp for night, he petted him gently, and caressed his mane.
' Legolas,' said Gimli. ' I will stay watch tonight.' Legolas shook his head.
' I am not weary.' He said.
' I do not think you are,' Gimli said. 'But I think you have a worse war in the battle of dreams.' With that Gimli relaxed and prepared for a rough, long night. For he was deeply weary. But something told him that Legolas would be more useful if he could put aside his dark dreams. Legolas smiled to Gimli.
' Thank you, my friend.' He said, and lay down on the hard ground. They were in a different land. There was hardly any grass, and the stars were veiled with thick mist that clung to Legolas in the night.
Legolas dreamed. He dreamed where he last left off. The kiss. He had pulled away from it, and a smile was hanging on his wet lips. Mischief still bare in the eyes of the elf girl with the long flowing red hair. But surrounding them was no longer Aragorn, or Gimli. Now it was a large green forest. And the girl was no longer wearing the tights and poet's blouse. Now she wore a short green leaf pixie dress. Her feet were bare, and her hands were too. Her hair flowed and blew gently in the calm breeze of the forest. And her large blue eyes were laced with amusement. Legolas leaned in to taste her lips again, but before he reached her, the she-elf was gone. Running through the forest. Legolas heard her laughter echo through the trees, and he thought he felt strength return to him. Without a second thought he went chasing after the she-elf. Laughing, running, playing, chasing. Every second still wondering if he was dreaming, or living.
Suddenly the forest ended, and Legolas stood before disaster, and ruin. It seemed to be, or used to be a city. An Elvish city, but he could not place it through ash, ember, and grey sky. The she-elf calmly walked up behind him, but now no longer wearing the leaf pixie dress. Now she wore a long layered fine silk blue dress with long draped sleeves. Over her head was a thing transparent silk hood. Her eyes no longer laced with amusement, or joy, or happiness. Now only reflecting sadness, and hurt. ' This land once shone with glory, and beauty,' she began almost silently. Legolas strained to hear her words. ' But the Orcs have destroyed it. They destroyed the people. My people. My family.' She turned. ' I am Princess Tetsuin. Princess of the forgotten Elf Realm, Misildor.' She bowed her head sadly. ' I am now one of the two remaining elves of my kind.' Tetsuin placed a slender hand on Legolas' shoulder. ' You are the other. And heir to the throne of Misildor. Listen to my words, Legolas Prince of Misildor, son of Milro. The forgotten Heir.' Legolas starred still into the ashes of Misildor. Shocked, everything he knew was a lie. He stepped away from Tetsuin and shook his head.
' What lies do you speak? Lost Realm of Elves! Pah! You mean to lead me to believe that I am the Heir of the Lost Throne?' Legolas drew his bow. ' Speak! Truthfully! Or it is your life that shall be destroyed, and all your lies!' Tetsuin let her fingers caress Legolas' neck, and then slowly moved to his hair. Legolas' arms became heavy, and his concentration was faltering. His eyes lingered to Tetsuin's. Crystal blue met dark brown and slowly they began to grow closer as did Tetsuin's and Legolas' mouth. Their eyes closed and lips met. Tetsuin snapped her fingers and then suddenly, Legolas and Tetsuin laid on a bed, both lightly clothed.
' Lies?' Tetsuin asked with a smirk. ' Come find out for yourself. Here is a map to Misildor.' Tetsuin slipped a small map into Legolas' shirt pocket. 'I am waiting, and so are your people. Do not fail me your Highness.' Legolas stopped from seduction for a moment.
' Wait, if I'm Prince, and your Princess.' Legolas jumped away from Tetsuin. ' EWWW!' Tetsuin sighed.
' I wonder how badly you hit your head when they took you away. Our town was afraid you'd been killed. For years I had searched for my lost Fiancé, to find he does not even remember.'
' Remember what?' Legolas said.
' I am Princess of Misildor because I am your Fiancé. Otherwise I would be Princess of Misdilta. Do you not remember it at all?' There was slight wonder, and heartbreak in Tetsuin's eyes. Legolas stood erect and said firmly,
' No.'
' Then I will not tell you. Come to Misildor, you will remember.' And with that Legolas woke from his dream.
( I do not own LOTR, nor the elf. Darnit. Anyways, enjoys. Oh, and " Stupid fat hobbit! You ruins it!" He he, me like Gollum. I don't think I spelled that right though. Did I?)
Chapter one: All but a dream
Night had fallen. Stars stood out brightly in the dark velvet, royal blue sky. Down on the ground, dark green grass blew swiftly in the chilled nighttime breeze. Aragorn and Gimli slept while Legolas stood watch. His keen eyes scanned the land for Orcs, or any other foul beast. His long blonde hair swung about him in the air, and chilled him. The fire the three had built had died down, and now there was no warmth fleeing from the ashes. Legolas shivered, ' this night could make the dead feel icy.' He whispered. To forget the cold air of night he began to sing to himself softly in his tongue. He began to and fro singing. His quiet voice seemed very loud in the silence of night. And soon became louder, but not his own. Another voice accompanied him. Another soft, gentle, and angel like voice. His acute ears picked up the sound from in back of him. It was distant, for the voice was faint. The elf reached for his bow and began to turn slowly 'round. He could see that not too far away was a girl. She had long, very long red hair that fell to about her knees, and two giant crystal blue orbs for eyes. Her features were slim, and strong. No doubt another elf. But not of his clan, for he had seen very elf in Mirkwood, but this girl was strange to him. She stood almost as tall as he, Legolas measured. Her skin looked soft and ivory. She wore a pair of black tights, with a black over skirt that went to her bare feet, and a partially opened white poet's blouse tucked into her pants and skirt. On her hands were black leather gloves. On her back she bore a bow and plenty spindle to kill at least three dozen Orcs twice. Legolas heard Aragorn stir. ' Aragorn, come see!' Legolas said. Aragorn shrugged and walked over.
' What?' He asked.
' Do you see that girl?' Legolas said.
' My eyes are not as keen as yours, my friend. Nor as awake.' Aragorn replied.
' Try.' Aragorn sighed and looked. His eyes grew large.
' Do you think she is a spy?' Aragorn said.
' Nay. But I know she has been following us.' Legolas replied.
' How can she be following us, and yet not be a spy?' Aragorn asked.
' She is an elf. Elves are not kind to Orcs, or Saruman.' Legolas said.
' What are you two babbling about?' Said Gimli waking. Legolas and Aragorn turned.
' We have spotted another.' Legolas replied. Gimli arched a brow. ' Come see.' Gimli stood and walked to them. He looked.
' What? I see no girl!' Gimli said. Legolas and Aragorn looked.
' She is gone!' Legolas pointed out. Aragorn rolled his eyes.
' Yeah, I couldn't see that.' He said sardonically.
' Then turn around. You should.' Came a strong, but light voice from behind them. Legolas was the first to turn to the voice. Then Aragorn and then Gimli. ' I see I am no longer a secret.' The girl said. Legolas reached for his bow. ' Please, do not bother. I have seen you, and I am twice as fast! ' She paused and searched Legolas with her eyes. ' Legolas Greenleaf. So we finally meet.' Legolas passed the young elf a questioning glance.
' Finally?' Legolas said. The girl's eyes shone bright blue, and glanced mischief and malice, good, nor bad. More playful. Gimli and Aragorn watched.
' Yes. In my land, you are only a legend. But I set out to prove you aren't.' Her body began to come in closer, and dancing in her baby blues was burning desire. She leaned in closer so she was but one inch away from his lips, and her's. ' And to do this.' The girl elf closed the gap between them with a kiss. Legolas felt his whole body weaken, and energy fleeted from him. Then suddenly something cold washed on his face. It splashed on him as cold ice would. Suddenly, the elf girl was gone, and now he was falling off a cliff into a sea of freezing water. He screamed, and then woke out of his dream. Aragorn and Gimli loomed above him. Aragorn's hands were wet. Legolas' eyes were wide with fear, and his face was wet with cold sweat, and icy water.
' My friend, you let us sleep late.' He said. 'The sun has already risen.' Legolas looked towards the horizon. It was true. It was probably almost noon. The sky was grey for storm was coming, and the wind still blew coldly. It blew against Legolas' face like harsh reality. He sighed.
' Dark, yet beautiful has been my dreams.' Legolas said coldly. ' It is beauty because of the creature which it beholds, but dark for I fear it is nothing but a dream.' Legolas rose from the soft ground and over to his horse, Arod. He sighed again. ' Nothing but a dream.' He said again and hopped on. ' Let us go! We have lost much day already!' Aragorn and Gimli jumped on Hasufel and rode on with Legolas.
Chapter two: Airamir
Night fell on the three quickly. They had ridden all day, and had no rest. Legolas felt bad for Arod, for he had ridden him as fast as he could go, with little, or no rest. Once they set up camp for night, he petted him gently, and caressed his mane.
' Legolas,' said Gimli. ' I will stay watch tonight.' Legolas shook his head.
' I am not weary.' He said.
' I do not think you are,' Gimli said. 'But I think you have a worse war in the battle of dreams.' With that Gimli relaxed and prepared for a rough, long night. For he was deeply weary. But something told him that Legolas would be more useful if he could put aside his dark dreams. Legolas smiled to Gimli.
' Thank you, my friend.' He said, and lay down on the hard ground. They were in a different land. There was hardly any grass, and the stars were veiled with thick mist that clung to Legolas in the night.
Legolas dreamed. He dreamed where he last left off. The kiss. He had pulled away from it, and a smile was hanging on his wet lips. Mischief still bare in the eyes of the elf girl with the long flowing red hair. But surrounding them was no longer Aragorn, or Gimli. Now it was a large green forest. And the girl was no longer wearing the tights and poet's blouse. Now she wore a short green leaf pixie dress. Her feet were bare, and her hands were too. Her hair flowed and blew gently in the calm breeze of the forest. And her large blue eyes were laced with amusement. Legolas leaned in to taste her lips again, but before he reached her, the she-elf was gone. Running through the forest. Legolas heard her laughter echo through the trees, and he thought he felt strength return to him. Without a second thought he went chasing after the she-elf. Laughing, running, playing, chasing. Every second still wondering if he was dreaming, or living.
Suddenly the forest ended, and Legolas stood before disaster, and ruin. It seemed to be, or used to be a city. An Elvish city, but he could not place it through ash, ember, and grey sky. The she-elf calmly walked up behind him, but now no longer wearing the leaf pixie dress. Now she wore a long layered fine silk blue dress with long draped sleeves. Over her head was a thing transparent silk hood. Her eyes no longer laced with amusement, or joy, or happiness. Now only reflecting sadness, and hurt. ' This land once shone with glory, and beauty,' she began almost silently. Legolas strained to hear her words. ' But the Orcs have destroyed it. They destroyed the people. My people. My family.' She turned. ' I am Princess Tetsuin. Princess of the forgotten Elf Realm, Misildor.' She bowed her head sadly. ' I am now one of the two remaining elves of my kind.' Tetsuin placed a slender hand on Legolas' shoulder. ' You are the other. And heir to the throne of Misildor. Listen to my words, Legolas Prince of Misildor, son of Milro. The forgotten Heir.' Legolas starred still into the ashes of Misildor. Shocked, everything he knew was a lie. He stepped away from Tetsuin and shook his head.
' What lies do you speak? Lost Realm of Elves! Pah! You mean to lead me to believe that I am the Heir of the Lost Throne?' Legolas drew his bow. ' Speak! Truthfully! Or it is your life that shall be destroyed, and all your lies!' Tetsuin let her fingers caress Legolas' neck, and then slowly moved to his hair. Legolas' arms became heavy, and his concentration was faltering. His eyes lingered to Tetsuin's. Crystal blue met dark brown and slowly they began to grow closer as did Tetsuin's and Legolas' mouth. Their eyes closed and lips met. Tetsuin snapped her fingers and then suddenly, Legolas and Tetsuin laid on a bed, both lightly clothed.
' Lies?' Tetsuin asked with a smirk. ' Come find out for yourself. Here is a map to Misildor.' Tetsuin slipped a small map into Legolas' shirt pocket. 'I am waiting, and so are your people. Do not fail me your Highness.' Legolas stopped from seduction for a moment.
' Wait, if I'm Prince, and your Princess.' Legolas jumped away from Tetsuin. ' EWWW!' Tetsuin sighed.
' I wonder how badly you hit your head when they took you away. Our town was afraid you'd been killed. For years I had searched for my lost Fiancé, to find he does not even remember.'
' Remember what?' Legolas said.
' I am Princess of Misildor because I am your Fiancé. Otherwise I would be Princess of Misdilta. Do you not remember it at all?' There was slight wonder, and heartbreak in Tetsuin's eyes. Legolas stood erect and said firmly,
' No.'
' Then I will not tell you. Come to Misildor, you will remember.' And with that Legolas woke from his dream.