Title: Soul Taker
Author: Keladieea
Summary: There is a taker, and there is a giver. One fierce and dangerous, feasting off the souls of elves, gaining strength, to ultimately become the end of all Middle-Earth. This One is the Soul Taker.
Author's Note: This is an AU. The Fellowship was never formed, and the ring was destroyed after Islidor destroyed Sauron.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoTR, but I own my little world and its characters
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Soul Taker
Chapter Four: Appearence of the Soul Taker
Legolas woke Irisaylia, and they gathered their things. Something cried out in the air, and their ears perked up.
"Legolas, that sounds like...an orc." Irisaylia predicted.
"More than one." Legolas returned an answer.
As if on que, more than twenty orcs appeared in the meadow. Irisaylia drew her sword, and Legolas his bow. He notched an arrow, and pulled back the bow string.
"Legolas, I'm scared." Irisaylia admitted quietly.
Legolas almost froze in place. Irisaylia was not one to be afraid, she was a warrior like him.
"I will not let a thing happen to you. I promise melamin." Legolas said in return.
Irisaylia nodded, and the orcs charged. Irisaylia brought up her broad sword and sliced down onto one orc. Legolas has already killed more than ten with just his arrows. Irisaylia swung around, the remaining orcs seemed to stop, and spread apart as their leader approached. The Soul Taker.
Irisaylia let out a gasp, and gripped tightly to her sword. Legolas moved by her, paling immediately. The Soul Taker wore a long black cloak, that slid on the ground as he walked near, and Irisaylia saw that he had once been an elf. Something she had never learned about the Soul Taker before.
"He was once an elf, Legolas." She whispered to her companion.
Legolas nodded, and stared at the creature nearing them.
"Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood." The Soul Taker rasped out, "Irisaylia Stargaze."
Irisaylia shook with fear, and she grabbed Legolas by the hand.
"I have heard of you two. Warrior elves of the Palace of Thranduil." The Soul Taker hissed, "Lost family did you Irisaylia?"
Irisaylia winced at the mention of her family's death. The Soul Taker seen this.
"Yet still you go on to fight. Strong Soul you have indeed Stargaze." The Soul Taker wickedly smiled, "Strong Soul indeed."
Irisaylia felt the heat of his gaze on her, and it was piercing her heart. Sweat broke out onto her forehead, and her knees began to give out on her.
"Stop it! Stop!" Legolas screamed in horror.
He jumped between Irisaylia and the Soul Taker. The monster screamed in pain, for Legolas has interupted the magick the Soul Taker used to take souls from elves.
Legolas swooped Irisaylia into his arms, and ran for his horse. He mounted the horse, and sped in the direction of Rivendell.
As soon as he was far from the camp, he looked down at Irisaylia, who was in his lap.
"Are you ok Irisaylia?" He asked as he rode.
"Mmmm." She groaned in pain, "Legolas," She was breathing hard, "he almost took my soul. He saw the secrets I had hidden in my soul."
She started to cry. Legolas looked panicked, "Melamin, what is wrong?"
"I fear that he knows of our love. What if he tries to hurt you?" Irisaylia sobbed.
"Din melamin Silence my love." Legolas hushed her, "He will not hurt me."
Some odd minutes later, Irisaylia fell asleep in his arms, and he rode on to Rivendell.
Irisaylia awoke to a silk pillow, and silk sheets. She felt the warmness of another body pressed against her back. She turned cautiously and saw Legolas staring at her.
"Good morning melamin." He whispered gently.
"Morning?" Irisaylia was shocked.
"The Soul Taker weakened you horribly Irisaylia. When you fell asleep, you went into a deep sleep, and we feared you had fallen into the Soul Taker sleep." Legolas explained.
"Soul Taker sleep?" Irisaylia questioned.
"He did not have a chance to take your Soul, Irisaylia, but he saw into your Soul, and affected it tremendously. The magick he used on you made you weak and vulnerable to anything. The sleep you fell into was a result of the magick. It has been three days since our encounter with the Soul Taker. Three days you have slept." Legolas explained once more.
It was then that Irisaylia saw the weariness and concern on his face. Her smooth, small hand cupped his face, "Legolas, have you been by my side the whole time?" He nodded, "You haven't eaten Legolas?! How could you malnurish yourself so!"
Legolas smiled slightly, "There's my old Irisaylia." She looked sternly at him, "Amin hiraetha melamin I am sorry my love."
"Oh Legolas..." She soothed in a quiet tone.
He kissed her softly, and their seperation the last few days was piled high. They gave in to the demands of one another, and melted into eachother.
Hours later, Irisaylia awoke from another slumber, Legolas not in bed this time. Arwen stood smiling by the edge of the bed.
"Legolas awoke minutes ago, and went to the kitchen for food. My father is holding council in one hour." Arwen told her.
"Thank you Arwen." Irisaylia rose from bed, the sheet covering the front of her naked body.
Arwen smiled, pointed to the clothes set on the chest by the bed, and left. Irisaylia rose, and saw bruises on her knees. She felt dirty from the encounter with the Soul Taker, so she grabbed her clothes and went into the bathing room.
She closed her eyes, and took in a breath as the hot water took control of her body. She didn't feel the presence in the room, and was startled when another body slipped into the water. It was Legolas.
"You silly elf! You scared me." Irisaylia laughed.
"I am sorry my beloved." Legolas grinned, and pulled her to his chest.
She snuggled into him, and they stayed like that for a few minutes.
"We must ready for the council." Irisaylia said with regret.
"That I know, melamin." Legolas kissed her shoulder, and rose from the tub, Irisaylia following in suite.
She slipped into the green tunic that Arwen had given her, and pulled her ebony black hair into a high ponytail.
"Will you braid some of my hair Aylia?" Legolas requested.
She nodded, and told him to sit in the chair. She took the strands of hair by his ear and began to braid in gently.
"Thank you Aylia." Legolas whispered.
After she was done, she placed a kiss on his ear, and moved on to the next, repeating the same thing after she was done. Together they walked down to the Council of Elrond, and sat down. They were the only elves there, beside Elrond and Arwen. The rest were dwarves, men, and wizards.
"We are all here to try and stop the spread of the Soul Taker." Elrond began, "Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood had an encounter with the Soul Taker a few days before now, and his companion, Irisaylia Stargaze, suffered the sleep of the Soul Taker."
"She survived the attack of the Soul Taker?" A dwarf cried out in alarm.
"That she did Gimli, Son of Gloin." Elrond said.
"Tell us, Lady Irisaylia, how did the attack affect you?" A man leaned forward.
Irisaylia recognized him as Aragorn, "Painfully I fear. His gaze was that of fire, and it pierced my heart, a distraction or result of him trying to take my Soul I think. My knees gave out underneath me. Yet, when Legolas jumped between us, the Soul Taker screamed in a wretched pain, as if it hurt to be interupted when he was taking a Soul."
"This is useful information Elrond." Gandalf the Wizard commented.
"Yes. Irisaylia, why did the Soul Taker attack you instead of Legolas? There must have been a reason for his choice, though he most likely would have tried to take Legolas' Soul after taking yours." Elrond asked.
"He knew things, milord. We have never encountered him face to face before, yet he knew who we were before we spoke. And he knows that I lost all but one niece in the attack on Mirkwood. He knew of the grief I carried in my heart, and wondered why I still carried on as a warrior to stop him. He said I had a strong Soul indeed." Irisaylia said softly.
"Irisaylia, you are in danger now!" Aragorn said, "You are now one of his targets!"
Irisaylia shifted her gaze to Legolas in fear. Tears brimmed her grey eyes, and Legolas reached out and stroked the side of her face.
"Ssshhh, melamin, do not cry." Legolas whispered.
The Council watched the affection between the two elves, and knew how much danger Irisaylia truly was in.
"I must have time to think of this problem," Elrond announced, "We will meet here again at the same time in two days. I bid you luck, and I hope you will be safe here in Rivendell."
Everyone stood, still glancing at Irisaylia, and was in the arms of Legolas. He embraced her softly, whispering soothing words into her ear.
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Author: Keladieea
Summary: There is a taker, and there is a giver. One fierce and dangerous, feasting off the souls of elves, gaining strength, to ultimately become the end of all Middle-Earth. This One is the Soul Taker.
Author's Note: This is an AU. The Fellowship was never formed, and the ring was destroyed after Islidor destroyed Sauron.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoTR, but I own my little world and its characters
Read and Review please!
Soul Taker
Chapter Four: Appearence of the Soul Taker
Legolas woke Irisaylia, and they gathered their things. Something cried out in the air, and their ears perked up.
"Legolas, that sounds like...an orc." Irisaylia predicted.
"More than one." Legolas returned an answer.
As if on que, more than twenty orcs appeared in the meadow. Irisaylia drew her sword, and Legolas his bow. He notched an arrow, and pulled back the bow string.
"Legolas, I'm scared." Irisaylia admitted quietly.
Legolas almost froze in place. Irisaylia was not one to be afraid, she was a warrior like him.
"I will not let a thing happen to you. I promise melamin." Legolas said in return.
Irisaylia nodded, and the orcs charged. Irisaylia brought up her broad sword and sliced down onto one orc. Legolas has already killed more than ten with just his arrows. Irisaylia swung around, the remaining orcs seemed to stop, and spread apart as their leader approached. The Soul Taker.
Irisaylia let out a gasp, and gripped tightly to her sword. Legolas moved by her, paling immediately. The Soul Taker wore a long black cloak, that slid on the ground as he walked near, and Irisaylia saw that he had once been an elf. Something she had never learned about the Soul Taker before.
"He was once an elf, Legolas." She whispered to her companion.
Legolas nodded, and stared at the creature nearing them.
"Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood." The Soul Taker rasped out, "Irisaylia Stargaze."
Irisaylia shook with fear, and she grabbed Legolas by the hand.
"I have heard of you two. Warrior elves of the Palace of Thranduil." The Soul Taker hissed, "Lost family did you Irisaylia?"
Irisaylia winced at the mention of her family's death. The Soul Taker seen this.
"Yet still you go on to fight. Strong Soul you have indeed Stargaze." The Soul Taker wickedly smiled, "Strong Soul indeed."
Irisaylia felt the heat of his gaze on her, and it was piercing her heart. Sweat broke out onto her forehead, and her knees began to give out on her.
"Stop it! Stop!" Legolas screamed in horror.
He jumped between Irisaylia and the Soul Taker. The monster screamed in pain, for Legolas has interupted the magick the Soul Taker used to take souls from elves.
Legolas swooped Irisaylia into his arms, and ran for his horse. He mounted the horse, and sped in the direction of Rivendell.
As soon as he was far from the camp, he looked down at Irisaylia, who was in his lap.
"Are you ok Irisaylia?" He asked as he rode.
"Mmmm." She groaned in pain, "Legolas," She was breathing hard, "he almost took my soul. He saw the secrets I had hidden in my soul."
She started to cry. Legolas looked panicked, "Melamin, what is wrong?"
"I fear that he knows of our love. What if he tries to hurt you?" Irisaylia sobbed.
"Din melamin Silence my love." Legolas hushed her, "He will not hurt me."
Some odd minutes later, Irisaylia fell asleep in his arms, and he rode on to Rivendell.
Irisaylia awoke to a silk pillow, and silk sheets. She felt the warmness of another body pressed against her back. She turned cautiously and saw Legolas staring at her.
"Good morning melamin." He whispered gently.
"Morning?" Irisaylia was shocked.
"The Soul Taker weakened you horribly Irisaylia. When you fell asleep, you went into a deep sleep, and we feared you had fallen into the Soul Taker sleep." Legolas explained.
"Soul Taker sleep?" Irisaylia questioned.
"He did not have a chance to take your Soul, Irisaylia, but he saw into your Soul, and affected it tremendously. The magick he used on you made you weak and vulnerable to anything. The sleep you fell into was a result of the magick. It has been three days since our encounter with the Soul Taker. Three days you have slept." Legolas explained once more.
It was then that Irisaylia saw the weariness and concern on his face. Her smooth, small hand cupped his face, "Legolas, have you been by my side the whole time?" He nodded, "You haven't eaten Legolas?! How could you malnurish yourself so!"
Legolas smiled slightly, "There's my old Irisaylia." She looked sternly at him, "Amin hiraetha melamin I am sorry my love."
"Oh Legolas..." She soothed in a quiet tone.
He kissed her softly, and their seperation the last few days was piled high. They gave in to the demands of one another, and melted into eachother.
Hours later, Irisaylia awoke from another slumber, Legolas not in bed this time. Arwen stood smiling by the edge of the bed.
"Legolas awoke minutes ago, and went to the kitchen for food. My father is holding council in one hour." Arwen told her.
"Thank you Arwen." Irisaylia rose from bed, the sheet covering the front of her naked body.
Arwen smiled, pointed to the clothes set on the chest by the bed, and left. Irisaylia rose, and saw bruises on her knees. She felt dirty from the encounter with the Soul Taker, so she grabbed her clothes and went into the bathing room.
She closed her eyes, and took in a breath as the hot water took control of her body. She didn't feel the presence in the room, and was startled when another body slipped into the water. It was Legolas.
"You silly elf! You scared me." Irisaylia laughed.
"I am sorry my beloved." Legolas grinned, and pulled her to his chest.
She snuggled into him, and they stayed like that for a few minutes.
"We must ready for the council." Irisaylia said with regret.
"That I know, melamin." Legolas kissed her shoulder, and rose from the tub, Irisaylia following in suite.
She slipped into the green tunic that Arwen had given her, and pulled her ebony black hair into a high ponytail.
"Will you braid some of my hair Aylia?" Legolas requested.
She nodded, and told him to sit in the chair. She took the strands of hair by his ear and began to braid in gently.
"Thank you Aylia." Legolas whispered.
After she was done, she placed a kiss on his ear, and moved on to the next, repeating the same thing after she was done. Together they walked down to the Council of Elrond, and sat down. They were the only elves there, beside Elrond and Arwen. The rest were dwarves, men, and wizards.
"We are all here to try and stop the spread of the Soul Taker." Elrond began, "Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood had an encounter with the Soul Taker a few days before now, and his companion, Irisaylia Stargaze, suffered the sleep of the Soul Taker."
"She survived the attack of the Soul Taker?" A dwarf cried out in alarm.
"That she did Gimli, Son of Gloin." Elrond said.
"Tell us, Lady Irisaylia, how did the attack affect you?" A man leaned forward.
Irisaylia recognized him as Aragorn, "Painfully I fear. His gaze was that of fire, and it pierced my heart, a distraction or result of him trying to take my Soul I think. My knees gave out underneath me. Yet, when Legolas jumped between us, the Soul Taker screamed in a wretched pain, as if it hurt to be interupted when he was taking a Soul."
"This is useful information Elrond." Gandalf the Wizard commented.
"Yes. Irisaylia, why did the Soul Taker attack you instead of Legolas? There must have been a reason for his choice, though he most likely would have tried to take Legolas' Soul after taking yours." Elrond asked.
"He knew things, milord. We have never encountered him face to face before, yet he knew who we were before we spoke. And he knows that I lost all but one niece in the attack on Mirkwood. He knew of the grief I carried in my heart, and wondered why I still carried on as a warrior to stop him. He said I had a strong Soul indeed." Irisaylia said softly.
"Irisaylia, you are in danger now!" Aragorn said, "You are now one of his targets!"
Irisaylia shifted her gaze to Legolas in fear. Tears brimmed her grey eyes, and Legolas reached out and stroked the side of her face.
"Ssshhh, melamin, do not cry." Legolas whispered.
The Council watched the affection between the two elves, and knew how much danger Irisaylia truly was in.
"I must have time to think of this problem," Elrond announced, "We will meet here again at the same time in two days. I bid you luck, and I hope you will be safe here in Rivendell."
Everyone stood, still glancing at Irisaylia, and was in the arms of Legolas. He embraced her softly, whispering soothing words into her ear.
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