Hi! First, the reply to the reviews!

Disromdel: Thank you! And here is the next chapter!

Gilthoniel: Hey Thanks! I'm glad that bout everybody hates Mary-Sues. I'm going to try to make this a little less Mary-Sue then some but ALL girl-falls-into-M-E have at least ONE thing in conmen with M/Ss.

QTpie-pippinsgurl: I've Up-Dated! It's shorter then the other 3 but I wanted to get it up as soon as I could. Thanks for the review! P.S: And thanks for reviewing the last two chaps.

DarkAngel: Thanks! And here's your up-date!

Lady-Star: I'm glad you like it! ^_^ It's set after the quest, and bass on the books so Haldir didn't die!

Ok! Now that that's dun, we can start the chapter!

Title: Dark Beauty

Rated: PG-13

Reasons why it's rated: Language

Disclaimer: *people from the copyright place holding pink dresses walk slowly towards me* ALLRIGHT! ALLRIGHT! I'll say it! Just get those-those- THINGS away from me! I dun' own LotR! It's J.J.R Tolkien's! But I want it! I want to go to Middle-Earth and fight orcs! HAPPY?!?!?! *Copyright people nod*

Summery: Yes, it's another 'Girl-Falls-Into-Middle-Earth' story. But I like them so I thought up this! It's about a 16 year old girl named Ebony Alamen. No Legomance! Promise.

                                                                                                Chapter 4: Dead or not?

 Ebony was now walking in between Haldir and Rùmil with Orophin behind her, her hands tied in front of her. She was thinking about her plan of escape when she noticed that it was getting darker and she was a little tired, "Hey Haldor! When we stopping?"

 "One, my name is Haldir not Haldor, two, in an hour." Haldir said, not looking at her.

 "An hour?!?!!?! But that's like forever! I'll pass out before them!" Ebony wined, then thought up something for her _plan_. "Ummm… never mind. Forget I said anything."

 Haldir glanced down at Ebony. Now why would she say that? He thought, and then went back to looking strait a head.

 Ebony never liked silence, especially uncomfortable silences. Damn their super hearing! I can't stand silence! I'm ether going to start ranting and probable get myself killed, or start singing and be embarrassed. I like the later better. She thought, and started to sing as softly as she could.

"Do I stress you out

My sweater is on backwards and inside out

And you say hhhhhhow appropriate.

I don't want to dissect everything today

I don't mean to pick you apart you see

But I can't help it

There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off

Slap me with a splintered ruler

And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already

If only I could hunt the hunter

And all I really want is some patience

A way to calm the angry voice

And all I really want is deliverance

Do I wear you out

You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out

I'm consumed by the chill of solitary

I'm like Estella

I like to reel it in and then spit it out

I'm frustrated by your apathy

And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land

If only I could meet the Maker

And I am fascinated by the spiritual man

I am humbled by his humble nature yeah

What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate

Someone else to catch this drift

And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred

Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute

Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while

The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses

Falling all around...all around

Why are you so petrified of silence

Here can you handle this?

Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines

Or when you think you're gonna die

Or did you long for the next distraction

And all I need know is intellectual intercourse

A soul to dig the hole much deeper

And I have no concept of time other than it is flying

If only I could kill the killer

All I really want is some peace man

A place to find a common ground

And all I really want is a wavelength

And all I really want is some comfort

A way to get my hands untied

And all I really want is some justice..."

(A/n: that was Alanis Morissette's "All I really want".)

 When she was through with the song she looked up and saw that Haldir and Rùmil were starring at her and she could feel that Orophin, who's name she had learned from threatening Rùmil, was starring at her too. "Oh come on! I'm not THAT bad, am I?"

 Rùmil blinked once and turned away, along with Haldir and Orophin.

 An hour later, just as Haldir said, they stopped for the night. Ebony plopped down on the ground and laid on her back. She just laid there, perfectly still, with her eyes closed. If someone were to come along and look at her, they would have thought that she was dead by the way she stayed still and by the way that she breathed so slowly that you could just barley tell that she even was.

 Haldir was starting a small fire when Rùmil came over and said, "Do you think something is wrong with her, Haldir?"

 He looked at the girl and raised an eyebrow, "Let's see." And he walked over to the girl lieing like a rock. He bent down and shook her a bit but she didn't move. He shook her again but got the same results. Just as he was getting the tiniest bit worried, her head slowly moved to face him. The eyes popped open and glowed red in the light of the fire. Slowly, she said, "You…are…DOOMED! MAWHAHAHAHAH!"

A/R: I know it's short. I know it's bad. I know I'm going to be flamed. I know Tolkien is probable turning in his grave because of this story. (RIP Mr. Tolkien.) I know I know I know. Please review. Flames will be used to roast orcs and my annoying brother.

BYE!