Middle Earth and Hogwarts
Sydney Kiss
Chapter 5
A pissed off Elf-Witch and a Shadowed Wolf-Boy
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters or places, they belong to J. K. Rowling. I do not own any of the places or people from Lord of the Rings, they belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. Also, the character Fallen the Blue belongs to Sage McJet (another fanfic author.... go read some of his stuff.) Tara Leonheart, Jasmaugik the Orc, Keyone Lufton the Hobbit, Golenesqua the Entwife and Istabugh the Dwarf all belong to Tara Sarber. Justin Wolfe and Hope belong to Melissa (troubledfeline@yahoo.com.) She writes under the pen name of Nosferatu. Rhymes and Jules belong to Kristan Steele. The adventures here were co-written by all of the people above, in a RPG group, and I am just putting them in a readable fashion, because it is a really good story.
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IN THE FOREST:
Now that Tara was in the woods, she was picking up a keener sense of hearing and feeling everything for miles around. The woods were devoid of all other people, save for two. They were almost recognizable, but not quite. One she could tell was not all human, and the other was elvish. The elf's words stung as she screamed them, her anger carrying them much farther than they were intended to go.
"He's not a shrink Bakka. He's the king of Gondor, and he won't be judging your mental abilities, only deciding what is to be done with them. Besides, everyone knows you're insane. It's part of your personality."
The conversation itself almost seemed to have happened before. Years before... it must have been someone from Hogwarts Tara thought. There were only two people she knew that were elvish from Hogwarts, and only one was a girl. Tara let her voice float out on the wind, letting them know she was there.
"Hello my lost friend from the past. I wish to meet up with you sometime in the future, and I believe that time may be soon. If you do not know me now, then you will remember me when we meet. Until then, my sister Sydney."
Sydney heard the voice on the wind and hoped that Justin hadn't. While keeping one eye on him, she replied softly to the whisper of the trees.
"I will be there soon, and I'll be bringing another old friend...."
Sydney smiled the rest of the day through, because her best friend, Tara from Hogwarts would be with them soon, as would be her mentor and lord, Aragorn of Gondor.
"Justin, don't tell me that there was nobody innocent in that place. There were children there. I can change angles and argue just as long as you can, and I am much more stubborn. All children are innocent. But that doesn't matter now does it because you took care of that!! They're gone and I have to take one of my best friends to the man I most respect in my life and tell him that you killed a bunch of people just for the hell of it. Great!! My idea of a great day."
Justin shot her a piercing look and Sydney began to study the ground at her feet intensely. Sydney felt really weird... she was normally so proud and dignified that nobody could shake her. But Justin had always had that effect.
"Everyone deserves a second chance. You're still a wolf and you get shunned from the magical community because of it. Don't you believe that they could change the way you did? You used to be so kind hearted and brave and you used to do things for other people because it was what is right. What happened to you? You are a person who needs to be silent and shut off and that's what keeps you from doing stupid shit."
"You should know by now that I wouldn't take anyone to get their sanity tested, Wolfe. Sanity is nothing more than a cloak that those in charge of society drape over our eyes so that they may continue their lives of corruption and deception. You're going to see Aragorn, who is more fair to true enemies than any other man I have met. Now get up and let's get going. We're going to Bree."
Justin had let Sydney wind herself down.
"Nobody's innocent, not even you're precious children. Everyone wears masks Sydney, what's yours?"
Syd acted if she didn't hear him. 'I don't judge, I don't have a mask, and all children will always be innocent, no matter what he says' she told herself firmly. She honestly didn't try to judge him. She wanted him to be the same person that he was before, but she just thought that it took a bit more prying and a few more layers to get there now.
"Think what you like, and I'll believe in truth. We're leaving for Bree. Are you going to walk like big boy, or do I have to bind you up and drag you like a pathetic looser. I really don't want to have to do that, but I suppose that it will be fun to traipse through the countryside watching passerby look at my prize."
Justin was a bit taken aback. Sydney was acting positively evil!!
"Of course I'm walking you stupid elf-witch!! Why the hell else would I be getting up Sydney!?!" Justin hissed at her, his eyes narrowing coldly. "I'm just waiting for you, you're the one leading the way."
"Fine, let's go then." Sydney was about to loose her temper and her patience. She turned on her heel and set off at what she thought was a normal pace, but forgot that many people can't keep up through the woods at the same pace she could as an elf. Justin though, being a werewolf, could keep up with her and didn't say anything.
The day passed quickly. Near sunset they stopped in a small clearing near the edge of the forest. Syd turned around and looked at Justin with a mixture of exasperation and hope.
"I know full well that you don't like to make things easy for yourself, but I'd like to have a fire and a warm dinner while we still can. The days will soon end when we can risk giving away our position. There are no enemies in these woods tonight, that much is clear. Unless of course you'd like to count yourself among the foes, then in that case there is only one. If I make a fire, would you for once let yourself relax and actually stay close enough to enjoy it?"
"Go ahead Syd." Justin replied, much nicer than before. Night was the one time that he could bear. Eventually she'd be asleep, bringing a chance for escape, for freedom once again. He could let out his feelings. To howl, to roar......... whatever he wanted.
Without waiting for her to make the fire the old way, he snapped his claws... well they were claws now, and they were the color of ebony, like his nails had been a while ago. Black was always his favorite color. If he were still in America, he would have been seen as a goth or something of the sort. The snap caused a small pile of sticks nearby to burst into flame.
"Or not...... There's your fire the easy way."
"Thanks, but I have a more limited amount of magic here, and I like to save it for when I need it. Magic works differently in Middle Earth than on the surface. Elves have different power here. Thank you for the fire, Justin."
Sydney unpacked a couple of blankets as well as a pack of sausages. She picked up a stick and pulled a knife from her belt to sharpen it. Leaving one blanket a few feet from the guy, she stuffed a few sausages onto the stick and offered the pack to Justin.
"Want one?"
He smiled and ate three right out of the package. Syd cringed as he ate the raw meat, but said nothing.
She leaned back against the trunk of a nearby tree. She put her pack beside her and pulled her blanket to her chin. She sat ready for a long night.
"We'll be in Bree about eleven or twelve tomorrow. I wanted to rest tonight because I'm tired, but we're leaving at dawn again. Good night Justin."
Syd pulled the blanket closer to her and lay her head against the tree, listening to the sounds of the woods.
"Are you that stupid!?!" A man's voice spat in her head.
"Of course not," Sydney thought. "I want to trust him though. He's not worth anything to this mission if he can't be trusted. This is the only way to test my trust."
"You really are thick. I used to tease you about him at Hogwarts, and look now, even worse. You're pitiful. Grow up Syd, he's a Garou. He can't love and he can never be trusted. Just remember the last time you trusted. Think of that....."
Sydney shook the voice from her head and closed off her mind. She turned over and stared into the stars, waiting for the first sign of morning.
Sydney Kiss
Chapter 5
A pissed off Elf-Witch and a Shadowed Wolf-Boy
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters or places, they belong to J. K. Rowling. I do not own any of the places or people from Lord of the Rings, they belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. Also, the character Fallen the Blue belongs to Sage McJet (another fanfic author.... go read some of his stuff.) Tara Leonheart, Jasmaugik the Orc, Keyone Lufton the Hobbit, Golenesqua the Entwife and Istabugh the Dwarf all belong to Tara Sarber. Justin Wolfe and Hope belong to Melissa (troubledfeline@yahoo.com.) She writes under the pen name of Nosferatu. Rhymes and Jules belong to Kristan Steele. The adventures here were co-written by all of the people above, in a RPG group, and I am just putting them in a readable fashion, because it is a really good story.
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IN THE FOREST:
Now that Tara was in the woods, she was picking up a keener sense of hearing and feeling everything for miles around. The woods were devoid of all other people, save for two. They were almost recognizable, but not quite. One she could tell was not all human, and the other was elvish. The elf's words stung as she screamed them, her anger carrying them much farther than they were intended to go.
"He's not a shrink Bakka. He's the king of Gondor, and he won't be judging your mental abilities, only deciding what is to be done with them. Besides, everyone knows you're insane. It's part of your personality."
The conversation itself almost seemed to have happened before. Years before... it must have been someone from Hogwarts Tara thought. There were only two people she knew that were elvish from Hogwarts, and only one was a girl. Tara let her voice float out on the wind, letting them know she was there.
"Hello my lost friend from the past. I wish to meet up with you sometime in the future, and I believe that time may be soon. If you do not know me now, then you will remember me when we meet. Until then, my sister Sydney."
Sydney heard the voice on the wind and hoped that Justin hadn't. While keeping one eye on him, she replied softly to the whisper of the trees.
"I will be there soon, and I'll be bringing another old friend...."
Sydney smiled the rest of the day through, because her best friend, Tara from Hogwarts would be with them soon, as would be her mentor and lord, Aragorn of Gondor.
"Justin, don't tell me that there was nobody innocent in that place. There were children there. I can change angles and argue just as long as you can, and I am much more stubborn. All children are innocent. But that doesn't matter now does it because you took care of that!! They're gone and I have to take one of my best friends to the man I most respect in my life and tell him that you killed a bunch of people just for the hell of it. Great!! My idea of a great day."
Justin shot her a piercing look and Sydney began to study the ground at her feet intensely. Sydney felt really weird... she was normally so proud and dignified that nobody could shake her. But Justin had always had that effect.
"Everyone deserves a second chance. You're still a wolf and you get shunned from the magical community because of it. Don't you believe that they could change the way you did? You used to be so kind hearted and brave and you used to do things for other people because it was what is right. What happened to you? You are a person who needs to be silent and shut off and that's what keeps you from doing stupid shit."
"You should know by now that I wouldn't take anyone to get their sanity tested, Wolfe. Sanity is nothing more than a cloak that those in charge of society drape over our eyes so that they may continue their lives of corruption and deception. You're going to see Aragorn, who is more fair to true enemies than any other man I have met. Now get up and let's get going. We're going to Bree."
Justin had let Sydney wind herself down.
"Nobody's innocent, not even you're precious children. Everyone wears masks Sydney, what's yours?"
Syd acted if she didn't hear him. 'I don't judge, I don't have a mask, and all children will always be innocent, no matter what he says' she told herself firmly. She honestly didn't try to judge him. She wanted him to be the same person that he was before, but she just thought that it took a bit more prying and a few more layers to get there now.
"Think what you like, and I'll believe in truth. We're leaving for Bree. Are you going to walk like big boy, or do I have to bind you up and drag you like a pathetic looser. I really don't want to have to do that, but I suppose that it will be fun to traipse through the countryside watching passerby look at my prize."
Justin was a bit taken aback. Sydney was acting positively evil!!
"Of course I'm walking you stupid elf-witch!! Why the hell else would I be getting up Sydney!?!" Justin hissed at her, his eyes narrowing coldly. "I'm just waiting for you, you're the one leading the way."
"Fine, let's go then." Sydney was about to loose her temper and her patience. She turned on her heel and set off at what she thought was a normal pace, but forgot that many people can't keep up through the woods at the same pace she could as an elf. Justin though, being a werewolf, could keep up with her and didn't say anything.
The day passed quickly. Near sunset they stopped in a small clearing near the edge of the forest. Syd turned around and looked at Justin with a mixture of exasperation and hope.
"I know full well that you don't like to make things easy for yourself, but I'd like to have a fire and a warm dinner while we still can. The days will soon end when we can risk giving away our position. There are no enemies in these woods tonight, that much is clear. Unless of course you'd like to count yourself among the foes, then in that case there is only one. If I make a fire, would you for once let yourself relax and actually stay close enough to enjoy it?"
"Go ahead Syd." Justin replied, much nicer than before. Night was the one time that he could bear. Eventually she'd be asleep, bringing a chance for escape, for freedom once again. He could let out his feelings. To howl, to roar......... whatever he wanted.
Without waiting for her to make the fire the old way, he snapped his claws... well they were claws now, and they were the color of ebony, like his nails had been a while ago. Black was always his favorite color. If he were still in America, he would have been seen as a goth or something of the sort. The snap caused a small pile of sticks nearby to burst into flame.
"Or not...... There's your fire the easy way."
"Thanks, but I have a more limited amount of magic here, and I like to save it for when I need it. Magic works differently in Middle Earth than on the surface. Elves have different power here. Thank you for the fire, Justin."
Sydney unpacked a couple of blankets as well as a pack of sausages. She picked up a stick and pulled a knife from her belt to sharpen it. Leaving one blanket a few feet from the guy, she stuffed a few sausages onto the stick and offered the pack to Justin.
"Want one?"
He smiled and ate three right out of the package. Syd cringed as he ate the raw meat, but said nothing.
She leaned back against the trunk of a nearby tree. She put her pack beside her and pulled her blanket to her chin. She sat ready for a long night.
"We'll be in Bree about eleven or twelve tomorrow. I wanted to rest tonight because I'm tired, but we're leaving at dawn again. Good night Justin."
Syd pulled the blanket closer to her and lay her head against the tree, listening to the sounds of the woods.
"Are you that stupid!?!" A man's voice spat in her head.
"Of course not," Sydney thought. "I want to trust him though. He's not worth anything to this mission if he can't be trusted. This is the only way to test my trust."
"You really are thick. I used to tease you about him at Hogwarts, and look now, even worse. You're pitiful. Grow up Syd, he's a Garou. He can't love and he can never be trusted. Just remember the last time you trusted. Think of that....."
Sydney shook the voice from her head and closed off her mind. She turned over and stared into the stars, waiting for the first sign of morning.