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Remember - the first part was just a prologue. Giving you kind of a teaser for what is ahead. :) Introduced the dream stanzas... but now I give you the first Chapter. Now it will start to follow the Two Towers in a way... and after that it will follow RoTK. :) Now for all you Faramir/Éowyn people - this isn't the place for you. Sorry, I like the idea of Legolas and Éowyn; now for book purposes - yes Faramir and Éowyn. But in the movie they just totally messed up Faramir's character. He was ten times nicer in the books. I didn't want poor Éowyn to be married to Faramir! So I just changed it around. Don't send me hate mail because I think another Elf/Mortal couple is cool. ;)
Also - the rating for this is probably wrong. I just put PG-13 because I will put battle sequences and romantic scenes in the later chapters. Pretty much - it's the same reason why the movie is rated PG-13. No cursing - unless it's something like... "YOU ARE ORC MEAT!" ;) And we all know that that is a curse in itself!!!
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Chapter 1 : Beginning
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"Legolas! What do your elven eyes see over the rising border?" Aragorn was squinting against the bright sunset.
"Nothing - only hills and valleys for the next hundred or so leagues." Legolas closed his eyes and sighed as he thought about the next couple of days of travel. It was not a pleasing thought.
"Well - I'm in a fitting mood for a nap!" Gimli roared from behind Legolas.
"No Gimli. We cannot stop-"
"But the last time we stopped was over a day ago!" Gimli interrupted.
"Maybe we should rest, Aragorn. Even I am getting worn."
Aragorn looked at Legolas and Gimli. "Alright... we will rest here for the night." His voice seemed stern yet tired. As if rest was gnawing into his thoughts.
Gimli hopped from the horse and shuffled over to a nearby rock. He layed behind it and peacefully fell asleep.
"Dwarves..." Legolas said, laughing. "Only they could so quickly fall asleep when danger is so near."
"Well, let us too feel sleeps great strength."
Aragorn and Legolas both found themselves a spot as well. Soon they all were sleeping.
(The Morning After)
"Gimli? Gimli... GIMLI!? Legolas, where's Gimli?" Aragorn was up and shaking Legolas vigorously.
"He's over by the rock, can you not see him?"
"Legolas... he has gone." Legolas suddenly stood up with a flash of catlike movements.
"What?" Legolas climbed onto the rock and began to look around. It was morning and fog was rising making it hard even for an Elf to see very far.
"Man! Elf! Look what I've found!" Aragorn and Legolas both looked in the direction of the voice. "Breakfast!"
"Gimli - you remind me of Hobbits. Eating whenver possible." Legolas hopped from the rock and crossed over to Aragorn who began to laugh.
"Whathsowfunny?" Gimli said through a mouthful of lembas bread.
"It's good to have a Dwarf to keep us lively and on our guard throughout the trip." Aragorn patted Gimli on the back. His laughter waning he said, "After we eat we must ride on."
They all ate and mounted their horses.
They rode the entire day only pausing so that only the horses could rest. They continued on through the night and when the sun arose again the next day. They rested that morning and went on towards the west. After a few hours only the sound of hoof clomps could be heard until Gimli broke the silence.
"Legolas, is there not anything you can do with your hair? It's getting all in my face!"
"I cannot help it that you're short and have to ride behind me. However, I am glad of your company and humor."
"Elves... even asking nicely won't get them to do anything for another." Gimli mumbled under his breath.
"And Dwarves don't know how to whisper quietly. We Elves don't cut our hair - we keep it long for the soul purpose so that it may whip the face of a Dwarf for our own humor."
"Legolas, Gimli - stop your quarreling. I need both of your assistance. We will stop here for a time. Legolas I need for you to see if there is anything in our path up ahead; and Gimli I need for you to stand guard in case there are any spies from Saruman.
Gimli went to a higher location while Legolas walked out further to get a better view of the land.
~Legolas - will you look ahead for me? I have pathetic mortal eyes and cannot look for my own self.~ Legolas shook the thought out of his head. What was going on with him? ~Tired from the long trip already. Two of the Hobbits are being taken to Isengard and the other two are probably dead for all we know at the hands of Sauron. Boromir died and Gandalf has gone off with Shadowfax. All the pain mortals go through - I'm glad I'm an elf.~
"Anything Legolas?" Aragorn called out from behind him.
"Yes, not far off their is a huge rock with a village on it. Looks like a place that maybe orcs have already gotten themselves into." Legolas turned to face him. "About a days travel to the south west. We will reach there before we reach Isengard."
"Rohan - that is where we are going. Many men on horses patrolled these lands once. I know not if they are still following King Théoden's way. Especially so close to Isengard. We will have to make sure that the place is not swarming with Saruman's ideals." Aragorn called out to Gimli who came running down the hill and fell tumbling after tripping on a stone.
Legolas got on the horse and leaned the horse towards the falling Gimli. Legolas scooped him up with one movement and they rode off.
"I could have managed that without your help Master Elf!" Gimli was flustered with embarrassment, but soon got over it.
"Come!" Called Aragorn. "We will come to the city around nightfall tomorrow." The three rode off with the sun setting in the west.
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~No... take me instead! She has not done anything to deserve this awful sentence! She is innocent!~
Éowyn awoke. "NO! I DIDN'T DO IT!" Her breathing was raspy and quick. She looked around as the images slowly left her mind. There had been three of them. Two were tall and one was a bit shorter than the other two. They were trying to help her.
"Only a dream..." She layed back down and tried to drift off, but sleep was not cooperating. She decided to get up and roam around, maybe then sleep would find her.
Éowyn walked to the Armory. It was the only place that would put her mind at ease. She looked around and picked up a dagger twirling it around her fingers.
"Only men must fight to save the race of *man*. I'm just as good as any man, if not better. Why does no one understand me?" Éowyn looked at her reflection in the dagger.
Suddenly she felt as if she were not alone. Using the dagger as a mirror she moved it around to look at all the corners of the room.
Nothing.
Still - there was that feeling of change. The warrior inside of her felt it. She put the dagger down and slowly turned around.
Nothing.
~I'm just being childish.~ Éowyn thought to herself. But, there still was that small sense of a change in the air. ~I could have swore there was some one in here with me.~
She realized that there was no reason to be in the Armory during the middle of the night and people would wonder about her. Quickly she went to her room without any slight pause in her step. She locked the door behind her and again the feeling came over her.
~Stop fearing what is not there.~ She scolded herself. She lit a candle and placed it by her bed; picking up her favorite book since she was a small child. She crawled into bed and began to read.
"A draft is coming in through the window - always happens when you're comfortable." Éowyn got up and went to the window. She looked up into the night sky and then down to the land below.
Messengers from Saruman!
"I must warn Théoden!" Éowyn ran from her room and to the entry hallway of the king. He was sleeping.
"Uncle! Please, wake up, some of Saruman's army is coming! Théoden! My lord, please awake!"
"Why are you troubling the king with nonsense such as this? Saruman is one of our allies. How dare you even think for a moment that he is betraying the king." Wormtongue slithered from his hideout from beside the king's throne. "Éowyn, the beautiful White Lady of Rohan. Do not trouble yourself more. Go on back and rest. The king has no need for you."
"You are poisoning him with your words - no one comes to Rohan any more. Unless they are Saruman's evil men coming here only to put more poison and evil into this village! The riders are from Saruman!" Éowyn paused and looked at Théoden. He had withered beyond his years. He was poisoned from within; only witchery could have done that. Saruman's poisoned witchery.
"Éowyn - like I said before. Go before I send you to the dungeon!"
"You wouldn't dare! My stature is higher than yours and I order you to leave his side at once!"
"Oh, but I cannot do that. Your king needs me. I know what he's thinking and I have to stay and help him. See, without me - he would be dead by now. I keep him alive, dear Éowyn. We wouldn't want your precious King Théoden dead, now would we? Now go on to sleep; I'll take care of anything that would dare to hurt Rohan or its King." The flow of his words seemed to soothe her. She slowly turned away and walked out of the hall.
When Éowyn returned to her room she looked outside her window again. They were drawing closer. However - Saruman's messengers only had two horses with two riders.
~Strange... I know I saw more. Oh, I just need sleep. Whatever it is, Wormtongue will take care of it.~
She blew out the candle and slid into her bed. Sleep came fast and she was dreaming... yet again.
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Again - please leave me some feedback. Thanks for those already who are beginning to read! :) I even like the feedback that says its not all great. LoL! Oh, and the 2nd chapter is currently being written as well. Probably will take me until the end of the week. :) Like around Sunday it'll be up.
Also - go to -
www.geocities.com/mystery_phoenix/index.html
I have a Hobbits and Elves fanlisting there that I would love for all of you to join! :)
Okay, plugging for myself now over... LoL!
Remember - the first part was just a prologue. Giving you kind of a teaser for what is ahead. :) Introduced the dream stanzas... but now I give you the first Chapter. Now it will start to follow the Two Towers in a way... and after that it will follow RoTK. :) Now for all you Faramir/Éowyn people - this isn't the place for you. Sorry, I like the idea of Legolas and Éowyn; now for book purposes - yes Faramir and Éowyn. But in the movie they just totally messed up Faramir's character. He was ten times nicer in the books. I didn't want poor Éowyn to be married to Faramir! So I just changed it around. Don't send me hate mail because I think another Elf/Mortal couple is cool. ;)
Also - the rating for this is probably wrong. I just put PG-13 because I will put battle sequences and romantic scenes in the later chapters. Pretty much - it's the same reason why the movie is rated PG-13. No cursing - unless it's something like... "YOU ARE ORC MEAT!" ;) And we all know that that is a curse in itself!!!
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Chapter 1 : Beginning
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"Legolas! What do your elven eyes see over the rising border?" Aragorn was squinting against the bright sunset.
"Nothing - only hills and valleys for the next hundred or so leagues." Legolas closed his eyes and sighed as he thought about the next couple of days of travel. It was not a pleasing thought.
"Well - I'm in a fitting mood for a nap!" Gimli roared from behind Legolas.
"No Gimli. We cannot stop-"
"But the last time we stopped was over a day ago!" Gimli interrupted.
"Maybe we should rest, Aragorn. Even I am getting worn."
Aragorn looked at Legolas and Gimli. "Alright... we will rest here for the night." His voice seemed stern yet tired. As if rest was gnawing into his thoughts.
Gimli hopped from the horse and shuffled over to a nearby rock. He layed behind it and peacefully fell asleep.
"Dwarves..." Legolas said, laughing. "Only they could so quickly fall asleep when danger is so near."
"Well, let us too feel sleeps great strength."
Aragorn and Legolas both found themselves a spot as well. Soon they all were sleeping.
(The Morning After)
"Gimli? Gimli... GIMLI!? Legolas, where's Gimli?" Aragorn was up and shaking Legolas vigorously.
"He's over by the rock, can you not see him?"
"Legolas... he has gone." Legolas suddenly stood up with a flash of catlike movements.
"What?" Legolas climbed onto the rock and began to look around. It was morning and fog was rising making it hard even for an Elf to see very far.
"Man! Elf! Look what I've found!" Aragorn and Legolas both looked in the direction of the voice. "Breakfast!"
"Gimli - you remind me of Hobbits. Eating whenver possible." Legolas hopped from the rock and crossed over to Aragorn who began to laugh.
"Whathsowfunny?" Gimli said through a mouthful of lembas bread.
"It's good to have a Dwarf to keep us lively and on our guard throughout the trip." Aragorn patted Gimli on the back. His laughter waning he said, "After we eat we must ride on."
They all ate and mounted their horses.
They rode the entire day only pausing so that only the horses could rest. They continued on through the night and when the sun arose again the next day. They rested that morning and went on towards the west. After a few hours only the sound of hoof clomps could be heard until Gimli broke the silence.
"Legolas, is there not anything you can do with your hair? It's getting all in my face!"
"I cannot help it that you're short and have to ride behind me. However, I am glad of your company and humor."
"Elves... even asking nicely won't get them to do anything for another." Gimli mumbled under his breath.
"And Dwarves don't know how to whisper quietly. We Elves don't cut our hair - we keep it long for the soul purpose so that it may whip the face of a Dwarf for our own humor."
"Legolas, Gimli - stop your quarreling. I need both of your assistance. We will stop here for a time. Legolas I need for you to see if there is anything in our path up ahead; and Gimli I need for you to stand guard in case there are any spies from Saruman.
Gimli went to a higher location while Legolas walked out further to get a better view of the land.
~Legolas - will you look ahead for me? I have pathetic mortal eyes and cannot look for my own self.~ Legolas shook the thought out of his head. What was going on with him? ~Tired from the long trip already. Two of the Hobbits are being taken to Isengard and the other two are probably dead for all we know at the hands of Sauron. Boromir died and Gandalf has gone off with Shadowfax. All the pain mortals go through - I'm glad I'm an elf.~
"Anything Legolas?" Aragorn called out from behind him.
"Yes, not far off their is a huge rock with a village on it. Looks like a place that maybe orcs have already gotten themselves into." Legolas turned to face him. "About a days travel to the south west. We will reach there before we reach Isengard."
"Rohan - that is where we are going. Many men on horses patrolled these lands once. I know not if they are still following King Théoden's way. Especially so close to Isengard. We will have to make sure that the place is not swarming with Saruman's ideals." Aragorn called out to Gimli who came running down the hill and fell tumbling after tripping on a stone.
Legolas got on the horse and leaned the horse towards the falling Gimli. Legolas scooped him up with one movement and they rode off.
"I could have managed that without your help Master Elf!" Gimli was flustered with embarrassment, but soon got over it.
"Come!" Called Aragorn. "We will come to the city around nightfall tomorrow." The three rode off with the sun setting in the west.
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~No... take me instead! She has not done anything to deserve this awful sentence! She is innocent!~
Éowyn awoke. "NO! I DIDN'T DO IT!" Her breathing was raspy and quick. She looked around as the images slowly left her mind. There had been three of them. Two were tall and one was a bit shorter than the other two. They were trying to help her.
"Only a dream..." She layed back down and tried to drift off, but sleep was not cooperating. She decided to get up and roam around, maybe then sleep would find her.
Éowyn walked to the Armory. It was the only place that would put her mind at ease. She looked around and picked up a dagger twirling it around her fingers.
"Only men must fight to save the race of *man*. I'm just as good as any man, if not better. Why does no one understand me?" Éowyn looked at her reflection in the dagger.
Suddenly she felt as if she were not alone. Using the dagger as a mirror she moved it around to look at all the corners of the room.
Nothing.
Still - there was that feeling of change. The warrior inside of her felt it. She put the dagger down and slowly turned around.
Nothing.
~I'm just being childish.~ Éowyn thought to herself. But, there still was that small sense of a change in the air. ~I could have swore there was some one in here with me.~
She realized that there was no reason to be in the Armory during the middle of the night and people would wonder about her. Quickly she went to her room without any slight pause in her step. She locked the door behind her and again the feeling came over her.
~Stop fearing what is not there.~ She scolded herself. She lit a candle and placed it by her bed; picking up her favorite book since she was a small child. She crawled into bed and began to read.
"A draft is coming in through the window - always happens when you're comfortable." Éowyn got up and went to the window. She looked up into the night sky and then down to the land below.
Messengers from Saruman!
"I must warn Théoden!" Éowyn ran from her room and to the entry hallway of the king. He was sleeping.
"Uncle! Please, wake up, some of Saruman's army is coming! Théoden! My lord, please awake!"
"Why are you troubling the king with nonsense such as this? Saruman is one of our allies. How dare you even think for a moment that he is betraying the king." Wormtongue slithered from his hideout from beside the king's throne. "Éowyn, the beautiful White Lady of Rohan. Do not trouble yourself more. Go on back and rest. The king has no need for you."
"You are poisoning him with your words - no one comes to Rohan any more. Unless they are Saruman's evil men coming here only to put more poison and evil into this village! The riders are from Saruman!" Éowyn paused and looked at Théoden. He had withered beyond his years. He was poisoned from within; only witchery could have done that. Saruman's poisoned witchery.
"Éowyn - like I said before. Go before I send you to the dungeon!"
"You wouldn't dare! My stature is higher than yours and I order you to leave his side at once!"
"Oh, but I cannot do that. Your king needs me. I know what he's thinking and I have to stay and help him. See, without me - he would be dead by now. I keep him alive, dear Éowyn. We wouldn't want your precious King Théoden dead, now would we? Now go on to sleep; I'll take care of anything that would dare to hurt Rohan or its King." The flow of his words seemed to soothe her. She slowly turned away and walked out of the hall.
When Éowyn returned to her room she looked outside her window again. They were drawing closer. However - Saruman's messengers only had two horses with two riders.
~Strange... I know I saw more. Oh, I just need sleep. Whatever it is, Wormtongue will take care of it.~
She blew out the candle and slid into her bed. Sleep came fast and she was dreaming... yet again.
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Again - please leave me some feedback. Thanks for those already who are beginning to read! :) I even like the feedback that says its not all great. LoL! Oh, and the 2nd chapter is currently being written as well. Probably will take me until the end of the week. :) Like around Sunday it'll be up.
Also - go to -
www.geocities.com/mystery_phoenix/index.html
I have a Hobbits and Elves fanlisting there that I would love for all of you to join! :)
Okay, plugging for myself now over... LoL!