My Life, My Elf
Type : LOTR
Rating : PG -13 for future content.
Summary : The time for sickness is over, the cure must come.
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"I promise you things got better. Honey they did." Legolas said to the restless Hewen.

She wasn't listening as she shook violently. The door burst open again to reveal Tinondel and four other elves. "She's almost there... move away Legolas." Tinondel commanded pushing him back.

"SHAWN! SHAWN! SHAWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!" Hewen shrieked her voice hoarse. Legolas stumbled back at the wild look in her eyes. It was the look of a mad person. "SHAWN! SHAWN!" She continued to shriek ready to bolt out of bed.

The elves around the bed merely watched with calculating... cold eyes. She suddenly fell silent and slumped into the bed. Legolas turned a ghastly white at the words they spoke.

"Alright she's dead. Give her three minutes then try to bring her back. She less then a half blood the change might kill her."

"Elizabeth... I've been wondering about you talents." The woman said looking at the young girl with a serious face.

Elizabeth stared back confused. The woman pulled gently on her shoulder with her perfect polished red nails. "How do you know what I say when I'm in the next room? How do you command the dog when not even the breeders could not? How can you see the smallest object in the next room without so much as a glance?" The lady said sternly without caring to be gentle.

Elizabeth broke into tears, "You're hurting me! SHAWN!" The lady looked at the door and sure enough the doorbell rung. Elizabeth had heard him step up to the door.

"You stay quite. I didn't mean it." She said putting on a face for her. Walking to the door she found Shawn Jefferson standing there ready to pick up his friend's daughter.

"How's Elizabeth doing?" He asked stepping in without asking. It was his habit that Marisa extremely disliked.

"I'm fine Shawn!" She laughed running to him. Marisa watched the black haired brat jump into his arms and squeeze his face between her hands.

*I do Mary this honor because it's the only way I can have a piece of Nathan. He had to up and fall in love with that Asian piece of shit,* she thought bitterly, *but that brat's also half of Mary so I guess I have the right to slap her around a few times. Thank God the little thing trusts me and won't tell her parents.* Marisa walked away from them into the kitchen for a moment.

When she returned she found that she was in hearing range and they didn't even know.

"Did you tell her anything?" Shawn whispered.

"No... I keep my promise to daddy and mommy. I won't tell her I'm part elf!" Elizabeth giggled.

"Good, now be a good girl and go get in the car." Shawn ordered and Elizabeth ran off without seeing Marisa in the hallway.

"Shawn!" She said turning the corner like she was in a perfect walk. Her hand lay on the desk by the door.

"Yeah what's up Marisa?" He smiled perfectly.

"So that witch who stole Nathan is also a demonic freak." Marisa shrugged and before Shawn knew what hit him she had pulled a six shooter from her desk. It was the one her father had collected.

Elizabeth's scream broke out a minute later when she found Marisa leaning over Shawn's dead body.

Elizabeth tried to forget the scene. It never would, seeing Shawn's skull blown open and oozing blood and brains from where his ear should have been made her cry out. The crying stopped when Marisa raised the gun to her.

*BANG*

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