Fragment of Your Imagination
By : Asarielle
Crossover : Lord of the Rings & Buffy the Vampire Layer x-over
Disclaimer : I own all of the following.. Nadda. Get it? Got it? Good!
Summary : To 14-year-old Dawn Summers, the world has become to much. Especially when she is ripped out of her own dimension and thrust into that of another. Once again, she is torn, inside and out.
Normal language is in "aslfjdlsk"
Elvish is in * dfsdkfj;sdj *
------------------------------- Horrifying Discoveries --------------------- ----------
Darkness surrounded her. Hours it seemed had passed since Dawn had seen any sense of light. When she had first awoken, Dawn had looked about. The darkness did not allow a single light to escape. Thus Dawn was blinded by the darkness. As she reached out her senses, she was disgusted. Pushing back the urge to empty her stomach, Dawn felt her hands along the ground. It seemed wet, though with what, Dawn did not know. Wondering if this was the same city she had been in earlier, Dawn crept along the floor to find a wall. It seemed to take hours of groping blindly in the dark until Dawn found a wall. Running her fingertips up the wall, Dawn found that it was covered in an odd jelly substance. She definitely did not want to know what that was. She stood then, balancing herself on the wall as she did so. It seemed like ages had passed since she stood. Her knees popped and her back ached as she took her first step forward. Minutes passed as she brought up her will to take another step. Slowly it was that she made her way through the maze of walls, every now and then slumping to the ground in exhaustion. Telling herself that there was a reason to try and find light, Dawn shuffled farther and farther along.
Finally, when all hope seemed lost, she saw a spark of light. It was gone as soon as it appeared, but it had given her hope. Shuffling forward with all of her might, Dawn found that the wall ended. Seconds ticked by as Dawn wondered where she was. Suddenly, lightening flashed across the sky, illuminating the grounds around her. Screams filled the silent caves as Dawn looked on in horror. In front of her was a battlefield of human remains. Corpses were hanging from trees as the blood still flowed onto the ground. A wind blew, bringing the vile stench of death to Dawn's frail nose. Another bolt of lightening shattered the silence that remained after her screams. Dawn backed up and turned her head to the safety of the wall, only to find it covered with human entrails. The silence was once again overtaken as her screams racketed out of her body. When would this nightmare ever end? Where was she? Most importantly, why was she here?
Shuffling backwards away from the horrific battlefield, Dawn fell backwards. She fell in a puddle of the comforting water. Turning her head, she found that it wasn't water that greeted her, but blood. Looking at her hands, she found them covered with blood and human remains. Her stomach disagreed with everything she had found out. Retching upon the bloodstained floor, Dawn rolled over and hoped for it to end. Leaning over only brought her back into contact with a long, slender rock. Picking it up from under her, she found it to be a human bone, gnawed as if a dog had chewed it. It was then that she heard the growling of a dog off to her left. Lightening flashed again, frightening her past anything she had ever witnessed. She was only a fourteen-year-old girl, why then did she suddenly not feel like one?
The beast's mouth was snarling at her, baring its teeth and daring her to fight. She whimpered and backed away. It advanced and she scrambled backwards, attempting to put as much distance between the beast and herself as possible. A faint glow could be seen up above her, so she quickly tried her best to climb the rocks. This was no easy task since she had rarely even run for a long period of time. The beast growled from below her, spurring her on with haste. Only fifteen more feet. Minutes ticked by as the beast got closer. Ten more feet. With the animal almost at her heals, Dawn jumped up the last two rocks and saw the light. Deciding that it was her only hope, she jumped towards it while the beast shied away. Heart pounding, gut wrenching fear engulfed her as she realized what she had just done. She had jumped into an unknown portal that could lead her anywhere.
---------------------------- Rivendell in the Middle of the Night ---------- ------------------
The night wind blew, ruffling Arwen hair from where it was perched over her shoulder. Arwen sighed in bliss as she continued to brush her hair. It was nights like these that she loved best. The full moon reflected its light off the pool below Arwen's balcony. The night was comfortably warm with a cool breeze blowing occasionally. Silence reigned and Arwen looked over the large expanse of trees that greeted her. Her bedroom window faced the East so that she could be one of the first to welcome the sun.
The sounds of someone whimpering had awoken her early in the night. She had found that they had come from the newcomer, the small girl not yet named. She had waist length auburn hair that shined with the moon's glow. Her form lay upon a guest bed, frighteningly pale next to the mint sheets. Maids entered her room every hour straighten the sheets that became disheveled during the night. It was in between the shifts of the maids that Arwen had been awoken. Instead of summoning one of the maids, she had gone directly into the chamber herself. The newcomer was thrashing around wildly on the bed whilst she whimpered in fear. Arwen quickly rushed over to try and calm her. Soothing words had no effect on the girl that tossed the bed sheets into a mess. Nothing could have prepared her for what happened next. Out of nowhere, the girl began to scream. Screams that had never been heard in Rivendell suddenly shook the comfortable silence. Maids were in the room in an instant. Her brother, Elladan, also entered. His room was a hall or two down, but that did not matter.
* What has gone amiss, sister? *
* Out of nowhere her screams seemed to come. I know not of what has occurred in her mind. *
Seconds later, the girl's screams were silent. By now, however, more people had happened to filter into the room. Questions were abound until the Lord of Rivendell ordered all except the maids to go back to their rooms. The maids stayed and fixed the sheets. After finishing their task, they curtsied and left the room. Only six people remained, Elrond, Arwen, Elrohir, Elladan, Aragorn, and Gandalf.
It was Gandalf that first broke the silence. His words rang in all of their minds as they pondered his question and all the possible answers. "What could this occurrence mean, I wonder?"
A moment of silence filled the room. The girl lay still, though her breathing was beginning to change. It was the elves that first noticed her switch in breathing. Her breaths came fuller, signifying that she was awake. Once again, it was Aragorn that approached the girl. Upon reaching the bedside, Aragorn used his hand to check her forehead. Finding it normal, Aragorn retrieved his hand.
A few minutes passed before the girl seemed to gather up enough courage to open her eyes. She looked as best she could around the room, noticing only one of the occupants, Aragorn. Her question was oddly enough, not surprising. Licking her lips with what moisture she still contained in her mouth, she spoke her very few words. "Human?"
Aragorn nodded his head in agreement, muttering a soft, "Aye."
She seemed to smile wistfully as her eyes fluttered closed. "Lucky." A sigh of anguish soon followed as if she had seen something behind her lids that she would have rather not. Her eyes opened once more, but none spoke as they did. For this time, they were not the baby blue irises of earlier. Now they were a green so deep that it seemed to reach into your soul hold you there, paralyzed in awe. They had a soft glow to them, almost greenish, yet not quite. Aragorn blocked her eyes from the views of the others, which both had either forgotten or not known were in the room.
"Milady," Aragorn started in a soft whisper. "Why are your eyes like that, if I may ask?"
She snorted softly. A small wistful smile lingered on her face as she quoted, "What are the eyes? Two holes in the mask of life." At his confused face, she explained. "Cryptic is the easiest answer. No one ever tries to understand you then."
Since Aragorn could not think of a proper response to the girl's odd ramblings, he began to inquire her as best he could without tiring her senses, which seemed to be on an overload, judging by the eyes. "Milady, I hate to interrogate you upon your first awakening, but would you be so kind as to tell me how you came to be in this city?"
Closing her eyes as if she was trying to ward off memories, Dawn groaned. Her eyes opened instantly, again, as if she had seen something she wished she hadn't. "Until I trust you enough, I will not tell you everything. Until then. It has to do with an ignorant Slayer, an apathetic Goddess, and three crazed monks."
Her eyes by now had returned to normal. Aragorn moved away from her front vision, allowing her to see the five other people in the room. Her response was a loud groaning and a muttered, "I need an aspirin."
---------------------------- Sorry But It's the End of this Chapter -------- --------------------
A/N: Opinions? Dislikes? Likes? Need. Feedback. PRONTO
Hasta luego!
~~Ase (Sorry. practicing for my Spanish quiz on Monday..)
By : Asarielle
Crossover : Lord of the Rings & Buffy the Vampire Layer x-over
Disclaimer : I own all of the following.. Nadda. Get it? Got it? Good!
Summary : To 14-year-old Dawn Summers, the world has become to much. Especially when she is ripped out of her own dimension and thrust into that of another. Once again, she is torn, inside and out.
Normal language is in "aslfjdlsk"
Elvish is in * dfsdkfj;sdj *
------------------------------- Horrifying Discoveries --------------------- ----------
Darkness surrounded her. Hours it seemed had passed since Dawn had seen any sense of light. When she had first awoken, Dawn had looked about. The darkness did not allow a single light to escape. Thus Dawn was blinded by the darkness. As she reached out her senses, she was disgusted. Pushing back the urge to empty her stomach, Dawn felt her hands along the ground. It seemed wet, though with what, Dawn did not know. Wondering if this was the same city she had been in earlier, Dawn crept along the floor to find a wall. It seemed to take hours of groping blindly in the dark until Dawn found a wall. Running her fingertips up the wall, Dawn found that it was covered in an odd jelly substance. She definitely did not want to know what that was. She stood then, balancing herself on the wall as she did so. It seemed like ages had passed since she stood. Her knees popped and her back ached as she took her first step forward. Minutes passed as she brought up her will to take another step. Slowly it was that she made her way through the maze of walls, every now and then slumping to the ground in exhaustion. Telling herself that there was a reason to try and find light, Dawn shuffled farther and farther along.
Finally, when all hope seemed lost, she saw a spark of light. It was gone as soon as it appeared, but it had given her hope. Shuffling forward with all of her might, Dawn found that the wall ended. Seconds ticked by as Dawn wondered where she was. Suddenly, lightening flashed across the sky, illuminating the grounds around her. Screams filled the silent caves as Dawn looked on in horror. In front of her was a battlefield of human remains. Corpses were hanging from trees as the blood still flowed onto the ground. A wind blew, bringing the vile stench of death to Dawn's frail nose. Another bolt of lightening shattered the silence that remained after her screams. Dawn backed up and turned her head to the safety of the wall, only to find it covered with human entrails. The silence was once again overtaken as her screams racketed out of her body. When would this nightmare ever end? Where was she? Most importantly, why was she here?
Shuffling backwards away from the horrific battlefield, Dawn fell backwards. She fell in a puddle of the comforting water. Turning her head, she found that it wasn't water that greeted her, but blood. Looking at her hands, she found them covered with blood and human remains. Her stomach disagreed with everything she had found out. Retching upon the bloodstained floor, Dawn rolled over and hoped for it to end. Leaning over only brought her back into contact with a long, slender rock. Picking it up from under her, she found it to be a human bone, gnawed as if a dog had chewed it. It was then that she heard the growling of a dog off to her left. Lightening flashed again, frightening her past anything she had ever witnessed. She was only a fourteen-year-old girl, why then did she suddenly not feel like one?
The beast's mouth was snarling at her, baring its teeth and daring her to fight. She whimpered and backed away. It advanced and she scrambled backwards, attempting to put as much distance between the beast and herself as possible. A faint glow could be seen up above her, so she quickly tried her best to climb the rocks. This was no easy task since she had rarely even run for a long period of time. The beast growled from below her, spurring her on with haste. Only fifteen more feet. Minutes ticked by as the beast got closer. Ten more feet. With the animal almost at her heals, Dawn jumped up the last two rocks and saw the light. Deciding that it was her only hope, she jumped towards it while the beast shied away. Heart pounding, gut wrenching fear engulfed her as she realized what she had just done. She had jumped into an unknown portal that could lead her anywhere.
---------------------------- Rivendell in the Middle of the Night ---------- ------------------
The night wind blew, ruffling Arwen hair from where it was perched over her shoulder. Arwen sighed in bliss as she continued to brush her hair. It was nights like these that she loved best. The full moon reflected its light off the pool below Arwen's balcony. The night was comfortably warm with a cool breeze blowing occasionally. Silence reigned and Arwen looked over the large expanse of trees that greeted her. Her bedroom window faced the East so that she could be one of the first to welcome the sun.
The sounds of someone whimpering had awoken her early in the night. She had found that they had come from the newcomer, the small girl not yet named. She had waist length auburn hair that shined with the moon's glow. Her form lay upon a guest bed, frighteningly pale next to the mint sheets. Maids entered her room every hour straighten the sheets that became disheveled during the night. It was in between the shifts of the maids that Arwen had been awoken. Instead of summoning one of the maids, she had gone directly into the chamber herself. The newcomer was thrashing around wildly on the bed whilst she whimpered in fear. Arwen quickly rushed over to try and calm her. Soothing words had no effect on the girl that tossed the bed sheets into a mess. Nothing could have prepared her for what happened next. Out of nowhere, the girl began to scream. Screams that had never been heard in Rivendell suddenly shook the comfortable silence. Maids were in the room in an instant. Her brother, Elladan, also entered. His room was a hall or two down, but that did not matter.
* What has gone amiss, sister? *
* Out of nowhere her screams seemed to come. I know not of what has occurred in her mind. *
Seconds later, the girl's screams were silent. By now, however, more people had happened to filter into the room. Questions were abound until the Lord of Rivendell ordered all except the maids to go back to their rooms. The maids stayed and fixed the sheets. After finishing their task, they curtsied and left the room. Only six people remained, Elrond, Arwen, Elrohir, Elladan, Aragorn, and Gandalf.
It was Gandalf that first broke the silence. His words rang in all of their minds as they pondered his question and all the possible answers. "What could this occurrence mean, I wonder?"
A moment of silence filled the room. The girl lay still, though her breathing was beginning to change. It was the elves that first noticed her switch in breathing. Her breaths came fuller, signifying that she was awake. Once again, it was Aragorn that approached the girl. Upon reaching the bedside, Aragorn used his hand to check her forehead. Finding it normal, Aragorn retrieved his hand.
A few minutes passed before the girl seemed to gather up enough courage to open her eyes. She looked as best she could around the room, noticing only one of the occupants, Aragorn. Her question was oddly enough, not surprising. Licking her lips with what moisture she still contained in her mouth, she spoke her very few words. "Human?"
Aragorn nodded his head in agreement, muttering a soft, "Aye."
She seemed to smile wistfully as her eyes fluttered closed. "Lucky." A sigh of anguish soon followed as if she had seen something behind her lids that she would have rather not. Her eyes opened once more, but none spoke as they did. For this time, they were not the baby blue irises of earlier. Now they were a green so deep that it seemed to reach into your soul hold you there, paralyzed in awe. They had a soft glow to them, almost greenish, yet not quite. Aragorn blocked her eyes from the views of the others, which both had either forgotten or not known were in the room.
"Milady," Aragorn started in a soft whisper. "Why are your eyes like that, if I may ask?"
She snorted softly. A small wistful smile lingered on her face as she quoted, "What are the eyes? Two holes in the mask of life." At his confused face, she explained. "Cryptic is the easiest answer. No one ever tries to understand you then."
Since Aragorn could not think of a proper response to the girl's odd ramblings, he began to inquire her as best he could without tiring her senses, which seemed to be on an overload, judging by the eyes. "Milady, I hate to interrogate you upon your first awakening, but would you be so kind as to tell me how you came to be in this city?"
Closing her eyes as if she was trying to ward off memories, Dawn groaned. Her eyes opened instantly, again, as if she had seen something she wished she hadn't. "Until I trust you enough, I will not tell you everything. Until then. It has to do with an ignorant Slayer, an apathetic Goddess, and three crazed monks."
Her eyes by now had returned to normal. Aragorn moved away from her front vision, allowing her to see the five other people in the room. Her response was a loud groaning and a muttered, "I need an aspirin."
---------------------------- Sorry But It's the End of this Chapter -------- --------------------
A/N: Opinions? Dislikes? Likes? Need. Feedback. PRONTO
Hasta luego!
~~Ase (Sorry. practicing for my Spanish quiz on Monday..)
