Title Pending. (prologue/?)
DISCLAIMER: Nothing is mine besides Bramwell, Sticks and other characters from my imagination that are soon to come! Everything else in this story that is related to the movie Willow belongs to its respective owners and no infringement is intended. This story is for entertainment purposes only!
RATING: PG for a few swears and some violence. Nothing to horrid.
SUMMARY: Not sure if this is a sequel to Willow the movie, but perhaps just a continuation. It takes place 16 years after the film and Elora Danan is all grown up, and a new evil is brewing in the land…something perhaps far worse than Queen Bavmorda. Elora must venture out by herself, (with a few companions along the way) to find and destroy this new evil.
AUTHORS NOTE: This story was written quite quickly and some stuff had to be made up, but I think it's quite good.
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"My horse," Madmartigan shook his head, "my horse. It figures it really figures." He looked at Sorsha, "where ever Elora's going, she wanted to get their fast."
Sorsha furrowed her brow, "but where would she want to go? She has everything she needs here."
Something clicked in Madmartigan's mind, "Willow." He blurted, "she went to see Willow."
"Isn't sneaking out in the middle of the night and stealing Kanon a little drastic to visit an old friend?"
Madmartigan snorted, "I doubt it's just for a visit."
Sorsha nodded, "come on." She said pulling herself up onto her horse. "Let's go."
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The forest was lush with every shade of green. The forest was dense but not in such a way that it was frightening.
In fact, the forest held a rather cozy atmosphere and Elora felt like she could build a cottage and be happy here.
Kanon nickered and Elora looked up to sky. Something brown flew across her view and a sharp hawks cry cut into the silence of the forest. "It's okay," Elora said, trying to sooth Kanon, "it's just a bird." But suddenly Elora wasn't so sure; she kept her eyes on the hawk.
Then suddenly it caught an air current and dipped downwards, Elora's brow furrowed. Was something riding on that hawk? Elora squinted, and shaded her eyes with her hand, wait a minute! There was something riding that hawk--and it was coming right for her! Elora took a step back, but then it swooped back up and flew into the forest.
Elora blinked, that was bizarre, she thought brushing her hair out her eyes. Something about the image of that hawk and its mysterious rider was familiar to her but Elora had no idea why.
Elora stepped forward and her foot came down on pile of leaves. There was snap and her foot was caught in a tangled net. A sharp cry came from the woods and Elora was suddenly ambushed by tiny arrows hissing past her.
Elora cried out and spun around, trying to protect her body and Kanon's at the same time. One arrow caught her in the shoulder and another in the calf. "Go!" She yelled smacking Kanon's backside. Kanon sprinted away to a clearing across the wood before stopping. He snorted and looked bewildered as if he didn't know where he was.
"What is this?" Elora yelled as another set of traps went off. Deciding to run Elora took another step forward and screamed as her body was swallowed up by a large net.
"Finally!" She heard a strange accented voice exclaim, "the Daikini trap!"
"Daikini trap?" Elora shouted, then it clicked in her mind, "Brownie's!" Elora narrowed her eyes, "I should have known!" She roared, she began thrashing and kicking, "let me out of here! Let me out!"
"This one is a feisty one!" One Brownie yelled, he reached up with his spear and jabbed her in the backside.
Elora yelped and the Brownie's burst into a mad fit of victorious laughter.
"You're the last Daikini to come through these parts!" The same Brownie shouted, poking her again in the backside.
"Stop it!" Elora yelped, "you horrible little creatures! When I get out of here I'll...I'll...step on every one of you!"
The Brownie's burst out laughing again.
"You won't get out of there! We'll leave you until your crazy father comes to claim you! Then we'll capture him as well!" Another Browni exclaimed and all the rest of the Brownie's cheered.
"My father?" Elora muttered to herself, "oh, you mean Madmartigan! Well he's not as foolish as me! He's delt with you Brownie's before."
"Bramwell! Sticks!" A female voice boomed, all the Brownie's froze and the only sound was that of Elora's heavy breathng. "You fools!" The voice addressed all the Brownies (there had to be at least fifty).
Elora glanced around, there was no one in the forest that Elora could see.
"Don't you know who this is?" The voice demanded. A rumble of reply's rippled through the Brownie's. A shimering image of a beautiful blond lady (think Galadriel) appeared, hovering a few inches from the ground. "This is Princess Elora Danan." Cherlindrea said looking at the young Princess, who was cowered in the roughly made net, which had been made by the Brownie's for the pleasure of trapping Daikini's. (Elora of course was the first Daikini they ever captured. Daikini's don't come into Nevlyn territory much, unless they have to).
Elora looked frightened in her charcoal mantle, her curly aburn hair spilled from her mantle, and hung down past her shoulders. Her large brown eyes darted around. Cherlindrea smiled, then turned with a stern eye to her Brownie's. "Cut her down! Cut her down at once!"
The Brownie's wasted no time cutting Elora down, they sliced a few pieces of rope and she toppled onto the ground in a heap. The few Brownie's that were underneith her scampered away, except for one the Brownie who had speared her in the backside.
He stormed over to her and poked his spear in her face. He was wearing a brown leather tunic and mud was painted all over his body. He narrowed his eyes at Elora.
"This is the Princess?" He demanded, "she's a lot uglier than I imagined she would be!"
Elora's face flushed with anger, "ugly?" She spat sitting up. She was about to retort, when Cherlindrea strode towards her.
"Elora," Cherlindrea began, "pay my Brownie's no mind." The fairy queen smiled, but then her face grew serious. "I know why you're here."
Elora pulled her hood from her face, a hush fell over the chattering Brownie's, they all stared at the young Princess. Her face was round and her skin flawless, Elora's brown eyes were large and enveloped with long lashes. Her mouth was small and a flush warmed her high cheekbones.
"I know that you feel drawn to Nelwyn and to Willow. The truth is not yet clear," Cherlindrea paused and held Elora's gaze, "but danger is near; evil."
Elora swallowed, "what do I do?" She wondered, her face clouded over with fear. "You have to tell me, you must! I need to know what to do."
Cherlindrea smiled, "patience child. Fin Rizel and I are doing our best, but the evil is cloaked in a magic that even she and I cannot break through." Cherlindrea smiled kindly and reached out a hand to touch Elora's face. Cherlindrea's touch was warm, and soothed Elora's nerves. "Evil has not yet passed this land I'm afraid, you cannot save us all alone."
"Well, what about Willow, or Madmartigan, even Sorsha--"
"They cannot help you with this endevor."
Elora was confused, "well who then?" She demanded, sorry at once for her tone of voice. "Oh, I'm sorry."
Cherlindrea held her fingers to Elora's lips, "there's no need child. This is a great burden for you to bear. This is why you cannot do it alone." Elora opened her mouth to speak but Cherlindrea interrupted, "you'll know when you meet."
Elora stared up at Cherlindrea, "do you know..." Elora paused, "do you know how any of this will end?"
A look of sadness fell across Cherlindrea's face, "that answer I do not know." Cherlindrea turned away from Elora. "You must go now and hurry to Nahani (the name I made up for Willow's town), you'll be safe there."
Elora pushed herself to her feet.
"Which of you, is brave enough to follow Elora on her journey?"
"I am," the Brownie in the tunic (the rude one) declared.
"So am I!" Another Brownie beside him declared.
Cherlindrea smiled, "very well then." She turned to Elora, "you already have two companions."
Elora pushed back her shoulders and raised her head, when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her calf. Elora yelped, "what was that?" she cried out, bringing up her throbbing left leg she clutched it in her hands.
Elora looked down at her fingers and saw blood, she'd forgotten about the tiny arrows! She took hold of the other arrow in her shoulder and pulled it out, flinching as the tip pulled free from her skin.
"I'm ready," she said, stepping forward.
"Watch where you're stepping!" Bramwell snapped.
Elora clicked her toung and Kanon looked up, he cantered over and Elora mounted his back, slipping her feet into the stirrups. Cherlindrea turned to the two Brownie's, she scooped them into her hand.
"Look after her Bramwell," Cherlindrea said, "her life holds our future in it's hands."
"I will," Bramwell nodded, and Cherlindrea dropped him and Sticks into a pouch on Kanon's saddle.
"Take this," Cherlindrea said, handing Elora a box, "it may help you."
"What is it?" Elora wondered.
"A secret weapon," was all Cherlindrea said before she faded to wave of sparkles then nothing.
"Let's go," Elora said, tapping her hell's against Kanon's haunches she flicked the reins and they were off.
To be continued…
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