What Did You Say Your Name Was Again?
Wow... it's been so long since I have gotten time to write this! lol! i am really sorry to my readers because i have been just so entirely and unbelievably busy! i intend to make it up to you, though! all right, boys! i'm r e a d y!!
Chapter Seven!
Who are you? Frodo questioned his imprisoner. The man stood still for a moment, wavering on a response.
Are you frightened? he asked with a tilt of his head in one of those if-you're-not-then-you-sure-as-hell-are-now ways.
Frodo replied bravely, staring the man in the face.
Not nearly frightened enough, he scoffed. I know what hunts you. Before he could finish saying anymore, the door was flung wide open. As Strider withdrew his sword, the figures of Merry, Pippin, Sam, and Serenity could be seen by the dull light cast from the candel on the windowsill.
Let him go! Sam bellowed, or I'll have you, Longshanks! Somwhat impressed by this little display, strider put his sword back in its casing.
You have a stout heart, little hobbit, he commented. But that will not save you. On this, he turned towards Frodo. You can no longer wait for the wizard, Frodo. They're coming.
Who's coming? Pippin inquired, a look of solemn confusion across his face. Serenity sighed heavily. She knew what was soon to happen.
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Aspen sighed deeply. She was laying in a beautiful garden, surrounded by hundreds upon hundreds of exotic and rare flowers. The variety of colors may have consumed her vision, but not her thoughts. No man would think it possible to be unhappy or worried in such a place as this. But Aspen was an exception to this common rule. Her thoughts had gone from her ultimate hunk Legolas to her sweet lil Alycia at the sight of a pretty elfish child feeding small birds in the pond across the way. Anything innocent reminded her of her bestest friend. Alycia, where ever you are, I hope your okay, Aspen whispered to herself.
She longed to see her friend again, to be reminded of home. Although they had only been separated for two days, it seemed so much longer to Aspen. She idlely traced the outline of a pink daisy-looking flower and sighed again.
Night was now beginning to fall. The little girl who had once stood at the pond's edge had long been summoned home by her mother, sweetly saying her heartfelt good-byes to the birds before giving into the dark's temporary possession of the earth. With the pond's watery border empty, Aspen slowly picked herself up off the ground and walked over to stare out at the moon.
Now, Aspen was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even realize that someone else had come up behind her. She was just contemplating the idea of skinny-dipping when she heard a voice speak to her. What brings you out at so late an hour, my lady?
Aspen knew that to be the voice of her lovely lovely Legolas. Turning around, she looked straight into the eyes of her love and responded.
Too many thoughts are troubling my mind for sleep to come upon me this night. For some reason, most likely a deep sadness at the loss of her Alycia, she was not as giddy as she usually was around him. She was still giddy, mind you, just not so much. Now at least, she sounded and acted sane.
Whatever would dare to trouble a lovely maiden such as yourself? Legolas asked politely, seemingly ignoring Aspen visibly swoon as being called a lovely maiden.' Please, tell me what troubles you. For maybe there is something I can do.
Oh.... you know you think I'm hot!' Aspen thought to herself, having now forgotten Alycia in a heartbeat and still star-eyed at being called lovely. She commanded herself to settle down and answered him truthfully. I yearn for the company of another, one who I am to meet here. She is like a sister to me and I have not seen nor heard from her in many moons.
Legolas seemed to understand for he nodded his head. I'm sure that she will be here soon. He rested a hand on her shoulder comfortingly. Is it weird that this is turning me on?' Aspen thought to herself, glancing at his strong, masculine hand set upon her. She barely managed a polite thank you. Him being this close to her was driving her hormones mad!
Well, I must be off to my quarters. Would you like me to escort you to your room? he offered.
Would I e v e r!' Yes, please. The would be so kind of you. Aspen willingly took his arm and floated along with him to her room. It hardly took long enough! Next time, I'm getting the room in building B!' she thought to herself. At the door, they both said their good-nights and went their separate ways. Aspen happily drifted to her bed and slept peacefully, dreaming about little Legolas/Aspens running around.
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Serenity gasped sharply and shot straight up. Sam whispered, laying his hand softly over her mouth as a signal to be quiet.
Are you alright? Pippin asked quietly, a look of worry etched over his face.
Yes, yes I'm fine. Serenity shook her head. She had just awoken from a horrible nightmare where little Legolas/Aspens had been running around everywhere. It was terrible! Thank god that it was just a dream!' she thought, now a strict believer in birth control.
Just then, she heard a horrible shriek coming from just across the street. Then more seemed to follow it, and the sound became one big horrid wail. It reminded her of the cheap scary music tapes her mother used to play at halloween. What's happening?! she asked Frodo.
The blackriders, he answered monosyllabically. His gaze seemed unmoving, staring out the window at what could have been the demise of them all. After Frodo, Strider had them all stay in his room instead of their own. He knew that the riders would be coming. Suddenly, Serenity was extremely glad the five had run into him at the inn.
What are they? Frodo averted his gaze to now look upon Strider. He wanted answers. He wanted the truth. But what he wanted most of all was to return to the shire. To throw the ring out the window right now and go back, never having to care for it again. But he knew he could not do that or anything like it. It was now his job, his responsibility to keep the ring safe.
They were once men, Strider replied. Merry, Sam, Serenity, and Pippin all looked up at him earnestly, knowing a story was well on its way. Great kings of men. Then Sauron the Deciever gave to them the nine rings of power. Strider traced nine little circles almost involuntarily onto the floor. Blinded by their greed, they took them without question. One by one, falling to darkness. Now they are slaves to his will. Neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of the ring. They are drawn to it, Frodo. They want it. And the will never stop hunting you.
Well that's a bit depressing.' Serenity looked over in time to see all hope from Frodo's eyes fade away. She sighed sadly and looked over at Pippin, now settling back down to bed. She smiled to herself and decided he had the right idea. She laid back down and fell asleep, her last thoughts of contraceptives and babysitting eight or twelve miniature Legolases and Apsens.
Well that's it! it's been a long time! I mean, loooong! This one's for the girl who offered me strawberry cheesecake, ice cream, chocolate, and cookies!! *yum!* i'll do anything for cookies! k, well review, cause that'd be hawt!