Lord of the Rings and Vampires
Part 3
Rating : pg-13
The Elf awoke to the feeling of warm liquid on his lips.
His eyes fluttered open. He felt incredibly weak, and a tree root was
digging in his shoulder, but for the moment, Legolas was focusing only on
the form lying next to him.
His eyes were blurry but he was soon able to recognize the Vampire he had
encountered a few minutes ago.
The Agaryulnaer . . . (I think it's bloodsucker in Elvish but I'mnot 100% sure)
The Agaryulnaer's arm was stretched over Legolas' face and blood was
dripping from his wrist, into the Elf's mouth.
" Now that you have enough strength to move, you must feed yourself." the
Vampire said in a dark voice, presenting his open wrist to the Elf.
Legolas closed his eyes, the Vampire's blood was already boiling his blood,
filling him with a white-hot need. A myriad of emotions combined in his soul
and his mind seem unable to distinguish good from evil . . .
Legolas re-opened his sky-blue eyes and stared into the Vampire's dark,
unnatural ones. The Elf grabbed his bleeding wrist and slammed it down with
all the strength left in his body.
The Vampire shook his head and sighed.
"Even the strength of your people can not save you from by bite. The only
way for you to survive is to taste my blood yourself."
The Elf closed his eyes slowly, and in the space of a few seconds, he took
hold of both the Vampire's wrists and flipped him around, so he was now
straddling the creature. He bit, without thought or remorse, into the
vampire's pale neck.
The Agaryulnaer, after quickly recovering from his surprise, smiled
wickedly, as Legolas continued to suck his delicious vampire blood.
"I knew you would understand. And you recover so much faster than humans."
The Elf was still feeding. The blood was so luscious he found himself lost
in a whirl of pleasure.
"That's enough now . . . Stop it! STOP! "
The Vampire took hold of the Elf's shoulder and pushed him away violently.
They both had more strength than any human, but the evilest was also the
strongest. Darkness gave the strange being the strength of ten people.
Legolas fell on his back, landing on a soft carpet of leaves. He was panting
for breath.
As for the Vampire, his deathly pale hand was rubbing his neck, and a smile
flickered over his bright red lips. He nimbly stood, his cold grey eyes
gazing at the young Elf.
Already the transformation had begun.
Dark rings had appeared under Legolas' eyes, a very rare condition for an
Elf. His already pale, creamy skin now looked sepulchral and his canines had
grown long and pointy.
"Now don't you worry, a Vampire's world isn't all cold, dark and solitary.
We have many and far better ways to enjoy ourselves. Pleasure . . .", his
eyes shot lightning, and were filled with lust and
desire.
". . . and blood!" The Vampire licked the wound on his wrist, and it healed
and left no scar.
"Those two words go really well together now don't you think?" he added, a
devilish grin on his scarlet lips.
Legolas was listening to him, resting on his elbows. The braid at the back
of his head had come undone, letting his long hair fall on each side of his
head.
His silky hair still looked like pure gold, but somehow it didn't shine like
before. It had lost that special glow that made his hair look sun-drenched.
"Anyway . . ." said the Vampire, suddenly straightening up as if emerging
from a trance.
". . . I must leave now, I have important things to do. Oh! And that
horrible sun! Good thing we're not as vulnerable as before!"
He raised a hand with long sharp nails to protect his sensitive eyes from
the offensive sun's rays.
"You mean I will never be able to look upon her again?" asked Legolas, a
hint of sorrow in his voice.
"Her? Ah, you mean the sun! Who would want to look at those burning rays
anyway? And what about your beloved Elbereth, Lady of the Stars? Isn't she
the Elves' favorite?"
The Mirkwood Prince didn't answer, and silence fell between them.
"See! You should venerate the night instead of the day!
"You do not know what you are talking about! How can you understand any Elf,
or whom we love and worship? You are no Elf!!"
Legolas sat upright as he spoke, his rage making him forget his weakness.
The Agaryulnaer's eyes were shining with so much anger the Elf wished he
hadn't spoken. He was very brave for one so young, but the Vampire's
diabolical fury was more than he could handle.
"Don't be so sure!" And with those words, the Agaryulnaer strode away.
He stopped at the edge of the clearing, and without turning back he added:
"Once the sun you like so much has died three times, I will meet you right
here. Be here, for your own sake! Until then, don't get into too much
trouble and don't forget - darkness is your new home!"
And with that last admonition, he disappeared in the woods.
Not the end
Part 3
Rating : pg-13
The Elf awoke to the feeling of warm liquid on his lips.
His eyes fluttered open. He felt incredibly weak, and a tree root was
digging in his shoulder, but for the moment, Legolas was focusing only on
the form lying next to him.
His eyes were blurry but he was soon able to recognize the Vampire he had
encountered a few minutes ago.
The Agaryulnaer . . . (I think it's bloodsucker in Elvish but I'mnot 100% sure)
The Agaryulnaer's arm was stretched over Legolas' face and blood was
dripping from his wrist, into the Elf's mouth.
" Now that you have enough strength to move, you must feed yourself." the
Vampire said in a dark voice, presenting his open wrist to the Elf.
Legolas closed his eyes, the Vampire's blood was already boiling his blood,
filling him with a white-hot need. A myriad of emotions combined in his soul
and his mind seem unable to distinguish good from evil . . .
Legolas re-opened his sky-blue eyes and stared into the Vampire's dark,
unnatural ones. The Elf grabbed his bleeding wrist and slammed it down with
all the strength left in his body.
The Vampire shook his head and sighed.
"Even the strength of your people can not save you from by bite. The only
way for you to survive is to taste my blood yourself."
The Elf closed his eyes slowly, and in the space of a few seconds, he took
hold of both the Vampire's wrists and flipped him around, so he was now
straddling the creature. He bit, without thought or remorse, into the
vampire's pale neck.
The Agaryulnaer, after quickly recovering from his surprise, smiled
wickedly, as Legolas continued to suck his delicious vampire blood.
"I knew you would understand. And you recover so much faster than humans."
The Elf was still feeding. The blood was so luscious he found himself lost
in a whirl of pleasure.
"That's enough now . . . Stop it! STOP! "
The Vampire took hold of the Elf's shoulder and pushed him away violently.
They both had more strength than any human, but the evilest was also the
strongest. Darkness gave the strange being the strength of ten people.
Legolas fell on his back, landing on a soft carpet of leaves. He was panting
for breath.
As for the Vampire, his deathly pale hand was rubbing his neck, and a smile
flickered over his bright red lips. He nimbly stood, his cold grey eyes
gazing at the young Elf.
Already the transformation had begun.
Dark rings had appeared under Legolas' eyes, a very rare condition for an
Elf. His already pale, creamy skin now looked sepulchral and his canines had
grown long and pointy.
"Now don't you worry, a Vampire's world isn't all cold, dark and solitary.
We have many and far better ways to enjoy ourselves. Pleasure . . .", his
eyes shot lightning, and were filled with lust and
desire.
". . . and blood!" The Vampire licked the wound on his wrist, and it healed
and left no scar.
"Those two words go really well together now don't you think?" he added, a
devilish grin on his scarlet lips.
Legolas was listening to him, resting on his elbows. The braid at the back
of his head had come undone, letting his long hair fall on each side of his
head.
His silky hair still looked like pure gold, but somehow it didn't shine like
before. It had lost that special glow that made his hair look sun-drenched.
"Anyway . . ." said the Vampire, suddenly straightening up as if emerging
from a trance.
". . . I must leave now, I have important things to do. Oh! And that
horrible sun! Good thing we're not as vulnerable as before!"
He raised a hand with long sharp nails to protect his sensitive eyes from
the offensive sun's rays.
"You mean I will never be able to look upon her again?" asked Legolas, a
hint of sorrow in his voice.
"Her? Ah, you mean the sun! Who would want to look at those burning rays
anyway? And what about your beloved Elbereth, Lady of the Stars? Isn't she
the Elves' favorite?"
The Mirkwood Prince didn't answer, and silence fell between them.
"See! You should venerate the night instead of the day!
"You do not know what you are talking about! How can you understand any Elf,
or whom we love and worship? You are no Elf!!"
Legolas sat upright as he spoke, his rage making him forget his weakness.
The Agaryulnaer's eyes were shining with so much anger the Elf wished he
hadn't spoken. He was very brave for one so young, but the Vampire's
diabolical fury was more than he could handle.
"Don't be so sure!" And with those words, the Agaryulnaer strode away.
He stopped at the edge of the clearing, and without turning back he added:
"Once the sun you like so much has died three times, I will meet you right
here. Be here, for your own sake! Until then, don't get into too much
trouble and don't forget - darkness is your new home!"
And with that last admonition, he disappeared in the woods.
Not the end