Chapter 4 ~ Halted Escape and a Dream
Legolas, slightly apprehensive, approached Ilsaliel's limp body. Brushing a few white strands of hair away from her face, he gently picked her up.
Glancing out into the hallway, he choose the right hallway (since guards were already charging at them from the left.) He ran, dodging guards and ducking down hallways until he came to an intersection consisting of six hallways. Legolas skidded to a halt. Four hallways stood in front of him while one stood on his right along with another on his left.
While he considered his choices, he felt Ilsaliel stir in his arms. He glanced down at the slim girl. Ilsaliels' face was drenched in sweat and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. What was she dreaming of?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ILSALIELS' DREAM~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Smoke was rising in the air, obscuring the starless sky. Fire blazed all around. Trees, grass, bushes, all was either burned or currently burning. Horrible, painful screams pierced the nighttime quiet.
Ilsaliel jumped out of the way of falling embers. Fearfully looking around, Ilsaliel tried to find out where she was. Never, in all of her life, had she been in a forest let alone one that was on fire.
She suddenly whirled around upon hearing her name in one of the screams. Looking around once more, she spotted the source. There was a girl tied to one of the burning trees. Flames danced around her dark tresses like the wind. She was looking at Ilsaliel with wide, fearful black eyes.
Upon hearing her name five more times in the horrific screams, she glanced around the small clearing. Five other people were also tied to trees; three girls and two guys. All young, yet old. Ilsaliel had a strange feeling that she knew these people, but the memories were buried deep within her subconscious. She felt that these people were as close to her as brothers and sisters, but she did not know how. Never had she met people with such vibrantly colored hair and eyes. Each one had a look of pain and fear etched on their faces. Before another confused thought could pass through her mind, the screams became louder and even more pain filled.
Ilsaliel was rooted to the spot. She could not even close her eyes, let alone try to help these strangely familiar people. The flames danced even more wickedly around the fearful people as their skin began to boil and bubble like wax, melting off of their bones to puddle at their feet. The screams ceased only after the flames had fully consumed their bodies.
Ilsaliel was in utter shock. Never before had she seen a dead body and now, here were six people burned alive right in front of her eyes. Within a few minutes she was finally able to move and she celebrated her new found freedom by burying her head in her hands as tears streamed down her face. That's when the flames died and all went black.
Ilsaliel jumped as a hand was placed on her shoulder. Turning she gasped at what she saw. The being in front of her was cloaked in shades of white and gray. Long white locks framed his face and comforting brown eyes gazed thoughtfully at her. He also glowed with his own aura and seemed of great importance.
"Who are you?" Ilsaliel asked. She was not frightened of this strange man, she felt only calm and peace radiate from him.
"Greetings Ilsaliel, Vala of the Light. I am Iluvatar, creator of Middle earth and the Vala, the protectors of this world." He greeted her with a mystical voice.
"The who of what?" Ilsaliel blurted out.
The being chuckled softly. "Let me explain a few things to you, Ilsaliel." Iluvatar waved his hand in the air. The black of the void was replaced by a beautiful meadow surrounded by trees. "In the beginning of Middle - Earth, everything was peaceful. All the races lived in peace and harmony, but it was not to last." With another wave of his hand the meadow turned into a wasteland of dead trees. It was filled with the bodies of dead soldiers. Blood stained the ground turning the once beautiful meadow in to a horrific tragedy. "Evil caused the raced to fight. Much was destroyed and much was killed. Everything I had created faced destruction.
Then a thought occurred to me. What if I could create immortal beings powerful enough to vanquish this evil and keep my world safe?" The scene changed again, this time showing seven people (six of them were those tied to the trees) and Ilsaliel recognized herself among the ranks. Each person looked powerful and imposing, yet kind and gracious. "I dubbed them the Vala, the protectors. They succeeded in restoring peace." And as he spoke the Vala joined hands. A bright light spread from them and onto the battlefield. The light was so intense that Ilsaliel had to shield her eyes. When she was able to look back at the Vala, she was shocked to see the meadow had been transformed back to its' former state.
"Whoa...." Was all Ilsaliel could manage to say. That was amazing! Then the vision vanished, leaving the two back in the empty, black void.
"These beings were flawless, like the elves in most ways. They were the greatest of protectors. Middle - Earth was filled with harmony, knowing they were safe for all eternity. And this peace lasted for many long ages." He looked at Ilsaliel, sadness and anger in his brown eyes, yet is spoke in such a calm voice that it was almost creepy. "Peace remained, until Sauron the Deceiver came. He captured six of the seven Vala, burning them alive with a magical fire that could not be vanquished. The Vala of the Light was the only one left. But she came to me and asked for the same fate as her fellow Vala. That last Vala is you, Ilsaliel."
Ilsaliel was more than a little confused; yet for some reason she believed everything Iluvatar was saying. "So, am I dead?" She asked, a little disoriented.
Iluvatar chuckled. "No you are not dead in this time. But the former you is. The Vala were not meant to die. They were created so that if the body they inhabit at that time should become unusable, the Vala spirit would leave that body and are put in a state of sleep until they were needed again. Then they would be reborn." So many questions filled Ilsaliels' mind, but when she opened her mouth to as one Iluvatar held up a hand to silence her. "I am sorry. I know you are confused, but our time grows short. It is time for your Vala powers to awaken; a friend is in need." He placed a hand on her forehead. White light surrounded Ilsaliel, bleaching her hair white and her eyes silver. She could feel the immense power coursing through her veins, it was exhilarating. She dimly heard Iluvatars' last words, "Gather the rest of the Vala. They are scattered in both worlds. You must awaken their powers for out need is great." And then all want silent.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~END DREAM~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas nearly jumped when Ilsaliels' body began to glow. Her hair was drained of all color by the strange light. And that is when the guards decided to grace them with their presence, blocking each corridor. They were trapped, again.
Looking back to Ilsaliel, he noticed that she was finally awake. He set her gently on her feet as silver eyes swept the room, taking in their situation. Walking to the center of the circular room, Ilsaliel began to glow slightly. She was sick of this place and ready leave. She would gain their freedom one way or another.
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A/N : Well, I hope y'all liked it. Sorry it took so long.
Lydiagreenleaf: I'm glad you are enjoying the story. Sadly there is only one chapter left, but do not worry. This is only the first story in the Vala Chronicles. There will be seven in all.
Dimostiel: I hope I didn't give you nightmares with this chapter ^_^ enjoy! Okay editor elf, let me know of any typos and such and I'll fix them.
Well everybody, until next time! See ya!
Legolas, slightly apprehensive, approached Ilsaliel's limp body. Brushing a few white strands of hair away from her face, he gently picked her up.
Glancing out into the hallway, he choose the right hallway (since guards were already charging at them from the left.) He ran, dodging guards and ducking down hallways until he came to an intersection consisting of six hallways. Legolas skidded to a halt. Four hallways stood in front of him while one stood on his right along with another on his left.
While he considered his choices, he felt Ilsaliel stir in his arms. He glanced down at the slim girl. Ilsaliels' face was drenched in sweat and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. What was she dreaming of?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ILSALIELS' DREAM~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Smoke was rising in the air, obscuring the starless sky. Fire blazed all around. Trees, grass, bushes, all was either burned or currently burning. Horrible, painful screams pierced the nighttime quiet.
Ilsaliel jumped out of the way of falling embers. Fearfully looking around, Ilsaliel tried to find out where she was. Never, in all of her life, had she been in a forest let alone one that was on fire.
She suddenly whirled around upon hearing her name in one of the screams. Looking around once more, she spotted the source. There was a girl tied to one of the burning trees. Flames danced around her dark tresses like the wind. She was looking at Ilsaliel with wide, fearful black eyes.
Upon hearing her name five more times in the horrific screams, she glanced around the small clearing. Five other people were also tied to trees; three girls and two guys. All young, yet old. Ilsaliel had a strange feeling that she knew these people, but the memories were buried deep within her subconscious. She felt that these people were as close to her as brothers and sisters, but she did not know how. Never had she met people with such vibrantly colored hair and eyes. Each one had a look of pain and fear etched on their faces. Before another confused thought could pass through her mind, the screams became louder and even more pain filled.
Ilsaliel was rooted to the spot. She could not even close her eyes, let alone try to help these strangely familiar people. The flames danced even more wickedly around the fearful people as their skin began to boil and bubble like wax, melting off of their bones to puddle at their feet. The screams ceased only after the flames had fully consumed their bodies.
Ilsaliel was in utter shock. Never before had she seen a dead body and now, here were six people burned alive right in front of her eyes. Within a few minutes she was finally able to move and she celebrated her new found freedom by burying her head in her hands as tears streamed down her face. That's when the flames died and all went black.
Ilsaliel jumped as a hand was placed on her shoulder. Turning she gasped at what she saw. The being in front of her was cloaked in shades of white and gray. Long white locks framed his face and comforting brown eyes gazed thoughtfully at her. He also glowed with his own aura and seemed of great importance.
"Who are you?" Ilsaliel asked. She was not frightened of this strange man, she felt only calm and peace radiate from him.
"Greetings Ilsaliel, Vala of the Light. I am Iluvatar, creator of Middle earth and the Vala, the protectors of this world." He greeted her with a mystical voice.
"The who of what?" Ilsaliel blurted out.
The being chuckled softly. "Let me explain a few things to you, Ilsaliel." Iluvatar waved his hand in the air. The black of the void was replaced by a beautiful meadow surrounded by trees. "In the beginning of Middle - Earth, everything was peaceful. All the races lived in peace and harmony, but it was not to last." With another wave of his hand the meadow turned into a wasteland of dead trees. It was filled with the bodies of dead soldiers. Blood stained the ground turning the once beautiful meadow in to a horrific tragedy. "Evil caused the raced to fight. Much was destroyed and much was killed. Everything I had created faced destruction.
Then a thought occurred to me. What if I could create immortal beings powerful enough to vanquish this evil and keep my world safe?" The scene changed again, this time showing seven people (six of them were those tied to the trees) and Ilsaliel recognized herself among the ranks. Each person looked powerful and imposing, yet kind and gracious. "I dubbed them the Vala, the protectors. They succeeded in restoring peace." And as he spoke the Vala joined hands. A bright light spread from them and onto the battlefield. The light was so intense that Ilsaliel had to shield her eyes. When she was able to look back at the Vala, she was shocked to see the meadow had been transformed back to its' former state.
"Whoa...." Was all Ilsaliel could manage to say. That was amazing! Then the vision vanished, leaving the two back in the empty, black void.
"These beings were flawless, like the elves in most ways. They were the greatest of protectors. Middle - Earth was filled with harmony, knowing they were safe for all eternity. And this peace lasted for many long ages." He looked at Ilsaliel, sadness and anger in his brown eyes, yet is spoke in such a calm voice that it was almost creepy. "Peace remained, until Sauron the Deceiver came. He captured six of the seven Vala, burning them alive with a magical fire that could not be vanquished. The Vala of the Light was the only one left. But she came to me and asked for the same fate as her fellow Vala. That last Vala is you, Ilsaliel."
Ilsaliel was more than a little confused; yet for some reason she believed everything Iluvatar was saying. "So, am I dead?" She asked, a little disoriented.
Iluvatar chuckled. "No you are not dead in this time. But the former you is. The Vala were not meant to die. They were created so that if the body they inhabit at that time should become unusable, the Vala spirit would leave that body and are put in a state of sleep until they were needed again. Then they would be reborn." So many questions filled Ilsaliels' mind, but when she opened her mouth to as one Iluvatar held up a hand to silence her. "I am sorry. I know you are confused, but our time grows short. It is time for your Vala powers to awaken; a friend is in need." He placed a hand on her forehead. White light surrounded Ilsaliel, bleaching her hair white and her eyes silver. She could feel the immense power coursing through her veins, it was exhilarating. She dimly heard Iluvatars' last words, "Gather the rest of the Vala. They are scattered in both worlds. You must awaken their powers for out need is great." And then all want silent.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~END DREAM~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Legolas nearly jumped when Ilsaliels' body began to glow. Her hair was drained of all color by the strange light. And that is when the guards decided to grace them with their presence, blocking each corridor. They were trapped, again.
Looking back to Ilsaliel, he noticed that she was finally awake. He set her gently on her feet as silver eyes swept the room, taking in their situation. Walking to the center of the circular room, Ilsaliel began to glow slightly. She was sick of this place and ready leave. She would gain their freedom one way or another.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N : Well, I hope y'all liked it. Sorry it took so long.
Lydiagreenleaf: I'm glad you are enjoying the story. Sadly there is only one chapter left, but do not worry. This is only the first story in the Vala Chronicles. There will be seven in all.
Dimostiel: I hope I didn't give you nightmares with this chapter ^_^ enjoy! Okay editor elf, let me know of any typos and such and I'll fix them.
Well everybody, until next time! See ya!