Legolas's Evenstar
Type : LOTR
Rating : Not rated yet ( I don't know how this will turn out as time goes on )
Summary : Ages have gone by and Legolas is alone with his kind. He wants more.
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ALTERNATE ENDING B (cont. next will not be label but is cont. of Ending B)
"Hello, wake up Lady." Someone says to me. I open my eyes and scream.
It's a horrid looking cat thing. Legolas told me about them, but I thought they were legend.
She smiles at me sweetly with big red eyes. She speaks with a smooth silky voice; "It's breakfast time. The Lords would like you to join them to eat."
I shrugged, "Certain." Legolas would be there. He said he wanted me to meet them after all.
I follow the half elf half beast that was creature when the races of Elf and Beast merged. I had never seen one and I did not know how anyone could fall in love with something that looked like a... cat.
"It's the Lady Hewen!" A voice called. I am taken by surprise by the unfamiliar voice. Looking up I see two brown haired elves.
"Your hair!" I gasp. I have never seen a dark haired elf. I know Legolas would frown if he saw the way I rushed up and started touching those handsome dark elves.
"Maiden please! Stop." Said one. I look to the other and eye him thinking that I had seen him once before, but where?
"Thank you. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Elladan." The one I watch says. He smiles softly. I don't like his smile one bit.
"Hello Elladan. Where is Legolas?" I ask directly.
"Milady, Slow down. I am Elrohir if you would care to know. Would you join use for breakfast?" The first one asks me.
"Of course. I am rather wanting something to eat." I smile taking a seat.
Sometime later I look up at Elrohir. He makes me feel dirty and wrong. I try to hide it. "Elrohir... why do you have such dark skin and hair... you are like no other elf."
"Nor are you." He counters. I look at him in disbelief.
"What do you mean? I am as much an Elf as you!" I glare.
Elladan looks me in shock, "Has he never told you? You are human child."
"Yes, he has told me. He tells me I am the most special elf! One of a kind! Yet, here you two are and you have similar color hair to mine!" I hiss slamming my hand against the surface of the table.
"Please Lady Hewen. Come with me." Elrohir says standing up from his grand chair.
I follow that cocky elf; oh I hate how those two mock my Legolas in front of me. He raised me good, damned them if they think him wrong!
"Hilmania come!" Elladan said with a harsh voice. A maid from near by jumps to attention and dashes after us.
"Look into the mirror elf!" Elrohir said mockingly pushing me into a strange clear surface.
I blink as I see a pretty young creature looking back at me from that portal thing. I have never seen one in Legolas's cottage. Do only Kings get them?
I place my hand on the surface and pull back and its coolness, but most of all because it was solid and whole. This is what Celorfiwyn called a mirror.
"Hilmania! Stand beside this e-l-f." Elrohir says again with that voice.
The maid rushes to stand next to me; my heart falls. This woman is tall and slim while I am petite and curvy. Her hair is perfectly flat and blonde while mine is wavy and black. Her face, those ears, and those crystal blue eyes make my own eyes fill with tears.
"I am no elf am I? Human isn't a different word for Elf. It is what I am, is it not?" I say between hiccups.
Elrohir finally speaks in a lovely and friendly tone, "Yes dear. I am sorry to say it to you so. You must know. I don't want you with Legolas. You will kill him."
I am still crying as I try to wipe the tears away. The maid is gone and Elladan watchs me silently from across the room, I see him in the mirror. He looks sad.
"Why? Do my kind kill your kind?" I ask bitterly.
He shakes his head, "No honey. It's just... if Legolas grows to love you like a life-mate or family... you would eventually die, and he would follow."
I frown, "No I won't! I won't die! I am here. He tells me this is the Undying Lands! In Valanor no one dies!"
Elrohir frowned, "Elladan. Should we take her?" He asks his brother.
Elladan nods, "It would be a rude awakening but it must be done."
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They take me out of their Kingdom and away from the people. Into the woods we go into a sacred spot, the graveyard of the undying lands.
Pointing to the first headstone he frowns, "This is Belélith. He was only 1200 when he died. He slipped by the shore of his home lake and hit his head on a rock.
"There next to his grave is his mother, father, all six of his sister all ten of their family and fifteen of their family's family. The last thirty-five are relations they knew and loved them. All of them died over grief that began with a single death. Imagine if the Prince of a kingdom died." Elrohir concluded.
I know what he means, and I know it means I must never lay eyes on Legolas again. I ache inside, for no matter how much I seem to hate him at times it is because I love him and I want to look like the perfect woman for him. To be the ideal woman that he would want to love. One that could hunt, live, and fend for herself.
I am now alone lying by the grave of a poor boy who will never know a lover's touch. I would not take that away from Legolas. I would let him live on without me and marry. He would have a family and go on without me. I will not stop him, I will not get in his way, for I am just a mortal.
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So what do you think people?
D-Chan
