Bleed for Me
By Siren
Hey guys! Well, in this chapter we're about to arrive in Gondor. I know that it went by fast, but I really wanna get to Gondor. (Twitch, twitch. O.o)
Sabra: 'Quel kaima' means 'sleep well', but you were close enough. *hands over cookie* I know, I wouldn't have let Legolas go either.
Hallabrethiliel: I'm glad you liked the chapter! ^_^
Aislin: About the Disney train of thought, you'd be surprised at where my mind wanders. I start out thinking about a story and end up thinking about what I would weigh on Mars. Yes, I am strange. 0.o
Marie: I blocked Nazgul Sith from reviewing. Constructive criticism is one thing, but the crap she writes is another.
Cierah: Thanks! I'm glad you think they're original and to the point, because that's what I'm aiming for.
Seren: Um, thanks for the support but I wasn't really aiming for stupid. But, hey, if you like it than I'll take it as a compliment. ^_^
Latin4Ever93: I know, I'd come to look at the reviews and I'd be like, 'whoa………0.0'
GIR-Girl: *takes cookie* Mine too, mwahahaha! *hands over a hot elf* HOT ELVES FOR EVERYONE!
Shire Elf: I really hate having to lash out at reviewers like that, but I refuse to tolerate having any of my nice reviewers dissed. I'll talk to you later okay? AND UPDATE YOUR FIC SOON! ^_^
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My ass is sore.
It's hot out.
And I have the biggest craving for cookie-dough ice cream.
To pass the time, I start naming all of my favorite desserts. "Ice cream, cake, pie, fudge, cookies, that Gelati thing from Rita's………" I trail off, a dreamy smile spreading across my face. I see Legolas looking at me in amusement. "You think of food as much as the hobbits," he teases. I lift an eyebrow. "Yeah? Well that's only because your lembas are bland and not very filling." The elf looks appalled. "During the War of the Ring, I survived for months on lembas alone!" I shrug boredly. "In that case, you have my sympathies." Legolas looks over at Astaider and Hodoer in disbelief but they merely shake their heads.
Bored again, I start humming 'Baby Got Back'. "I hate those lembas and I cannot lie. You other people can't deny. When an elf walks in with a grin on his face and shoves a lembas at your face you go 'eew!'" Hodoer smirks while Legolas just looks at me disapprovingly. I pout and cross my arms over my chest. "Hey, it's not MY fault that they're gross!" Astaider and Hodoer giggle and Legolas just sighs and rolls his eyes. I start humming the song again and Hodoer exchanges a grin with Astaider. Legolas is just so easy to annoy.
I sigh and look at the vast plain ahead of us, tempted to say 'are we there yet?' Just as I'm about to bug the elves again, a blur of silver flashes past us. Telcoer rears up and I grab onto the reins. I watch the blur as it moves out of sight, trying to calm my horse down. "Holy shit! What in the hell was that?" I see Legolas narrow his eyes for a moment, and than a smile starts tugging at his lips. I look at the blur and flip it off. "RIDE WITH SANITY ASSHOLE!" I shout. I look over at Legolas and see him grinning. "What the hell are you smiling about?" He points in front of me. "Look," he says softly.
I look out at the horizon and see the blur coming back towards us swiftly. My chest starts to tighten in fear. No human or elf could possibly move that fast. Telcoer seems just as uneasy as I am, and he starts to move from side to side. "Legolas, what's going on?" I ask warily. He simply continues to smile. Soon, the blur is only a few feet a way and in less than a second it stops in front of us. It's an elderly man in white, sitting on one of the most beautiful horses I've ever seen. The old man looks over at Legolas and smiles.
"Legolas, it's good to see you again." The elf smiles and nods. "It's good to see you too, Gandalf."
Gandalf? As in 'Gandalf the Grey/White'? "If you're Gandalf, than that must be Shadowfax," I murmur, my eyes on the horse. Gandalf's gaze settles on me and he smiles curiously. "Yes. You know of us?" I nod and look up at him. "Gandalf, this is Siren. She's from another realm, like the other one that came here." Realization fills the wizard's eyes and he nods. "Ah, of course. It's nice to meet you Siren." I grin. "It's nice to meet you too. Are you going to Gondor?" He nods. "It seems that some old friends are being summoned by lord Aragorn." Old friends? Does that mean that the hobbits are going to be there?
"Than travel with us," Astaider says. I grin and lean forward in the saddle. "Yeah, come with us. I'd love to talk to you about Middle Earth." And I'd also like to know what it was like to die and come back to life and why Gandalf is a hobbit molester. The old wizard smiles and nods. "Alright then, I shall travel with you if you'll have me." I grin and sit back in the saddle. "Great! Let's get going because I'm getting bored again." Legolas rolls his eyes. "Valar forbid," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I think I'm becoming a bad influence on him.
"Shut up Blondie."
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After a few hours, I feel myself starting to slip off into dreamland. Nights of not sleeping have finally worn me down. The reins loosen in my hands, and I lean forward, take a handful of Telcoer's mane, and nuzzle his neck. "Siren?" I hear Legolas say my name with a hint of concern in his voice. "Tired," I mumble, eyes slipping closed. "We still need to ride for several more hours. Can you not stay awake until we stop?" I simply lift my hand and give the prince the middle finger. "Shut………up," I say, yawning between the words.
"Let the child ride with me," Gandalf says to my left. Oh no, I'd rather ride alone than with the skanky wizard. "How kind of you to offer," Astaider pipes up from behind. Damn it, I really don't need her supporting him right now. "It's settled than. Siren shall ride with me until nightfall." No, no, no! I open my eyes tiredly and feel an arm wrap around my waist and pull me from the saddle. After a moment, I'm seated in front of Gandalf with one of his hands around my waist. "You can sleep now," he says in a gentle voice. Well, as long as he doesn't do anything weird I suppose I can trust him. I lean against him and close my eyes. He smells like musty old books and pipe weed. Gandalf's a stoner, I think with a snort.
"You know that pipe weed is bad for your health right?" I ask, my eyes still closed. "Is that so?" he says with a hint of curiosity. I nod. "Yeah, you can get lung cancer or your brain cells will be fried. How long have you been smoking the stuff?" I open my eyes and look up to see Gandalf thinking. "About………a century," he answers. My eyes widen and a smile spreads across my face. "You're a pot head!" I shout and point up at his face. He lifts an eyebrow and looks down at me. "Pardon?" I just giggle and shake my head. "You don't wanna know." He stares at me for a moment, than smiles lightly and shakes his head.
"So you're from another realm?" he asks, breaking the momentary silence. I nod. "Yeah. I'm a pure-bred Jersey girl." Gandalf laughs. "Jersey? Is that the name of your kingdom?" I shrug. "If you want to call it that, yeah."
"What is your realm like?"
Hm, should I be honest? "Well, it's really polluted, countries are destroying each other, the government and school systems are corrupted, our presidents, er, kings, are sleazy old guys who sleep with interns, the men are gross and idiotic horn dogs, the women are slutty and really mean bitches, elves, dwarves, hobbits and wizards don't exist, and the whole planet is going to hell."
I look up to see Gandalf looking at me in pure shock. "By the Valar, how do you survive there?" he asks, his voice cracking. I grin and shrug. "I have friends and I'm insane," I answer simply. The wizard blinks and looks ahead. Growing bored, I start to sing. "Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, one, nothin' wrong with me, two, nothin' wrong with me, three, nothin' wrong with me, four, nothin' wrong with me, one, something's got to give, two, something's got to give, three, something's got to give, four, something's got to give NOW!!!!"
Gandalf starts a bit at my shout, and I turn to see the elves looking startled. "Where did you learn such a disturbing song?" he asks, his face pale. I grin at his expression. "I heard it back in my world." He nods, though I can tell he's still disturbed.
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"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves! I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes!"
"FOR THE LOVE OF THE VALAR, SHUT UP!"
I look over at Hodoer, nonplussed. "Fine, you didn't have to be a brat about it."
Legolas sighs and rubs his temples. "I think it'd be best to stop for the night." Yes! The annoying song worked! Gandalf slows Shadowfax to a stop and we dismount. I grab my pack and quickly sit down. After pulling out my journal and supplies I quickly start writing.
Dear Elladan and Elrohir,
Well, Gandalf has joined us. Yes, the infamous Gandalf the Grey/White. You may think he's an all-powerful wizard, but I think he likes hobbits way too much. As in an intimate way. Trust me, I have proof. Anyway, Shadowfax is with us too. I must say, Shadowfax is an AMAZING horse. I've never seen a purer white. And boy that horse can run!
Anyway, we're expected to reach Gondor in a week or two. Yay for us! Anyway, I can't wait to see Aragorn and Arwen. I'd love to talk to the both of them. Since Gandalf was summoned to Gondor, it makes me wonder if the hobbits were too. HOBBITS ARE ADORABLE! It's a known fact, I swear. They're just so cute and cuddly! They're like puppies! Not that you guys aren't cute. But you're more handsome than cute.
Hmm………the elves have been too quiet. They're planning something, I just know it. I'll have to be on my guard.
Much love!
-Siren
I close the journal and put everything back in the pack. Legolas is currently speaking with Gandalf the Gay, and Astaider and Hodoer are unpacking their things for the night. Sighing, I lean back and take a deep breath. Time to relax.
A twig snaps behind me and I turn around to see what it is. Squinting through the approaching darkness, I make out the outlines of several figures. They're wearing armor of wood and steel. Where have I seen those before? Black skin, a putrid scent and yellow eyes……… "Legolas?" He turns to me. "Um, what has black skin, a disturbing scent, yellow eyes, and weird armor?" The elf frowns and looks past me.
"Orcs!"
I blink. "Oh yeah, that's it. I forgot." I go back to unpacking, and I feel someone yank me to my feet. "HEY!" I yell angrily. I look up to see Hodoer and she looks behind me fearfully. "What the fu----" I turn around and see Legolas and Gandalf in fighting positions. The orcs are approaching swiftly, snarling. There's only one thing you can say at a time like this.
"Oh shit."
2 Be Continued
A.N.-
Hey guys. My horse bucked me off today. Damned cat spooked her. My ass is so sore. *pouts* But she apologized by nuzzling me to death, so I'll live. ^_^
By Siren
Hey guys! Well, in this chapter we're about to arrive in Gondor. I know that it went by fast, but I really wanna get to Gondor. (Twitch, twitch. O.o)
Sabra: 'Quel kaima' means 'sleep well', but you were close enough. *hands over cookie* I know, I wouldn't have let Legolas go either.
Hallabrethiliel: I'm glad you liked the chapter! ^_^
Aislin: About the Disney train of thought, you'd be surprised at where my mind wanders. I start out thinking about a story and end up thinking about what I would weigh on Mars. Yes, I am strange. 0.o
Marie: I blocked Nazgul Sith from reviewing. Constructive criticism is one thing, but the crap she writes is another.
Cierah: Thanks! I'm glad you think they're original and to the point, because that's what I'm aiming for.
Seren: Um, thanks for the support but I wasn't really aiming for stupid. But, hey, if you like it than I'll take it as a compliment. ^_^
Latin4Ever93: I know, I'd come to look at the reviews and I'd be like, 'whoa………0.0'
GIR-Girl: *takes cookie* Mine too, mwahahaha! *hands over a hot elf* HOT ELVES FOR EVERYONE!
Shire Elf: I really hate having to lash out at reviewers like that, but I refuse to tolerate having any of my nice reviewers dissed. I'll talk to you later okay? AND UPDATE YOUR FIC SOON! ^_^
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My ass is sore.
It's hot out.
And I have the biggest craving for cookie-dough ice cream.
To pass the time, I start naming all of my favorite desserts. "Ice cream, cake, pie, fudge, cookies, that Gelati thing from Rita's………" I trail off, a dreamy smile spreading across my face. I see Legolas looking at me in amusement. "You think of food as much as the hobbits," he teases. I lift an eyebrow. "Yeah? Well that's only because your lembas are bland and not very filling." The elf looks appalled. "During the War of the Ring, I survived for months on lembas alone!" I shrug boredly. "In that case, you have my sympathies." Legolas looks over at Astaider and Hodoer in disbelief but they merely shake their heads.
Bored again, I start humming 'Baby Got Back'. "I hate those lembas and I cannot lie. You other people can't deny. When an elf walks in with a grin on his face and shoves a lembas at your face you go 'eew!'" Hodoer smirks while Legolas just looks at me disapprovingly. I pout and cross my arms over my chest. "Hey, it's not MY fault that they're gross!" Astaider and Hodoer giggle and Legolas just sighs and rolls his eyes. I start humming the song again and Hodoer exchanges a grin with Astaider. Legolas is just so easy to annoy.
I sigh and look at the vast plain ahead of us, tempted to say 'are we there yet?' Just as I'm about to bug the elves again, a blur of silver flashes past us. Telcoer rears up and I grab onto the reins. I watch the blur as it moves out of sight, trying to calm my horse down. "Holy shit! What in the hell was that?" I see Legolas narrow his eyes for a moment, and than a smile starts tugging at his lips. I look at the blur and flip it off. "RIDE WITH SANITY ASSHOLE!" I shout. I look over at Legolas and see him grinning. "What the hell are you smiling about?" He points in front of me. "Look," he says softly.
I look out at the horizon and see the blur coming back towards us swiftly. My chest starts to tighten in fear. No human or elf could possibly move that fast. Telcoer seems just as uneasy as I am, and he starts to move from side to side. "Legolas, what's going on?" I ask warily. He simply continues to smile. Soon, the blur is only a few feet a way and in less than a second it stops in front of us. It's an elderly man in white, sitting on one of the most beautiful horses I've ever seen. The old man looks over at Legolas and smiles.
"Legolas, it's good to see you again." The elf smiles and nods. "It's good to see you too, Gandalf."
Gandalf? As in 'Gandalf the Grey/White'? "If you're Gandalf, than that must be Shadowfax," I murmur, my eyes on the horse. Gandalf's gaze settles on me and he smiles curiously. "Yes. You know of us?" I nod and look up at him. "Gandalf, this is Siren. She's from another realm, like the other one that came here." Realization fills the wizard's eyes and he nods. "Ah, of course. It's nice to meet you Siren." I grin. "It's nice to meet you too. Are you going to Gondor?" He nods. "It seems that some old friends are being summoned by lord Aragorn." Old friends? Does that mean that the hobbits are going to be there?
"Than travel with us," Astaider says. I grin and lean forward in the saddle. "Yeah, come with us. I'd love to talk to you about Middle Earth." And I'd also like to know what it was like to die and come back to life and why Gandalf is a hobbit molester. The old wizard smiles and nods. "Alright then, I shall travel with you if you'll have me." I grin and sit back in the saddle. "Great! Let's get going because I'm getting bored again." Legolas rolls his eyes. "Valar forbid," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I think I'm becoming a bad influence on him.
"Shut up Blondie."
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After a few hours, I feel myself starting to slip off into dreamland. Nights of not sleeping have finally worn me down. The reins loosen in my hands, and I lean forward, take a handful of Telcoer's mane, and nuzzle his neck. "Siren?" I hear Legolas say my name with a hint of concern in his voice. "Tired," I mumble, eyes slipping closed. "We still need to ride for several more hours. Can you not stay awake until we stop?" I simply lift my hand and give the prince the middle finger. "Shut………up," I say, yawning between the words.
"Let the child ride with me," Gandalf says to my left. Oh no, I'd rather ride alone than with the skanky wizard. "How kind of you to offer," Astaider pipes up from behind. Damn it, I really don't need her supporting him right now. "It's settled than. Siren shall ride with me until nightfall." No, no, no! I open my eyes tiredly and feel an arm wrap around my waist and pull me from the saddle. After a moment, I'm seated in front of Gandalf with one of his hands around my waist. "You can sleep now," he says in a gentle voice. Well, as long as he doesn't do anything weird I suppose I can trust him. I lean against him and close my eyes. He smells like musty old books and pipe weed. Gandalf's a stoner, I think with a snort.
"You know that pipe weed is bad for your health right?" I ask, my eyes still closed. "Is that so?" he says with a hint of curiosity. I nod. "Yeah, you can get lung cancer or your brain cells will be fried. How long have you been smoking the stuff?" I open my eyes and look up to see Gandalf thinking. "About………a century," he answers. My eyes widen and a smile spreads across my face. "You're a pot head!" I shout and point up at his face. He lifts an eyebrow and looks down at me. "Pardon?" I just giggle and shake my head. "You don't wanna know." He stares at me for a moment, than smiles lightly and shakes his head.
"So you're from another realm?" he asks, breaking the momentary silence. I nod. "Yeah. I'm a pure-bred Jersey girl." Gandalf laughs. "Jersey? Is that the name of your kingdom?" I shrug. "If you want to call it that, yeah."
"What is your realm like?"
Hm, should I be honest? "Well, it's really polluted, countries are destroying each other, the government and school systems are corrupted, our presidents, er, kings, are sleazy old guys who sleep with interns, the men are gross and idiotic horn dogs, the women are slutty and really mean bitches, elves, dwarves, hobbits and wizards don't exist, and the whole planet is going to hell."
I look up to see Gandalf looking at me in pure shock. "By the Valar, how do you survive there?" he asks, his voice cracking. I grin and shrug. "I have friends and I'm insane," I answer simply. The wizard blinks and looks ahead. Growing bored, I start to sing. "Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, one, nothin' wrong with me, two, nothin' wrong with me, three, nothin' wrong with me, four, nothin' wrong with me, one, something's got to give, two, something's got to give, three, something's got to give, four, something's got to give NOW!!!!"
Gandalf starts a bit at my shout, and I turn to see the elves looking startled. "Where did you learn such a disturbing song?" he asks, his face pale. I grin at his expression. "I heard it back in my world." He nods, though I can tell he's still disturbed.
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"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves! I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes!"
"FOR THE LOVE OF THE VALAR, SHUT UP!"
I look over at Hodoer, nonplussed. "Fine, you didn't have to be a brat about it."
Legolas sighs and rubs his temples. "I think it'd be best to stop for the night." Yes! The annoying song worked! Gandalf slows Shadowfax to a stop and we dismount. I grab my pack and quickly sit down. After pulling out my journal and supplies I quickly start writing.
Dear Elladan and Elrohir,
Well, Gandalf has joined us. Yes, the infamous Gandalf the Grey/White. You may think he's an all-powerful wizard, but I think he likes hobbits way too much. As in an intimate way. Trust me, I have proof. Anyway, Shadowfax is with us too. I must say, Shadowfax is an AMAZING horse. I've never seen a purer white. And boy that horse can run!
Anyway, we're expected to reach Gondor in a week or two. Yay for us! Anyway, I can't wait to see Aragorn and Arwen. I'd love to talk to the both of them. Since Gandalf was summoned to Gondor, it makes me wonder if the hobbits were too. HOBBITS ARE ADORABLE! It's a known fact, I swear. They're just so cute and cuddly! They're like puppies! Not that you guys aren't cute. But you're more handsome than cute.
Hmm………the elves have been too quiet. They're planning something, I just know it. I'll have to be on my guard.
Much love!
-Siren
I close the journal and put everything back in the pack. Legolas is currently speaking with Gandalf the Gay, and Astaider and Hodoer are unpacking their things for the night. Sighing, I lean back and take a deep breath. Time to relax.
A twig snaps behind me and I turn around to see what it is. Squinting through the approaching darkness, I make out the outlines of several figures. They're wearing armor of wood and steel. Where have I seen those before? Black skin, a putrid scent and yellow eyes……… "Legolas?" He turns to me. "Um, what has black skin, a disturbing scent, yellow eyes, and weird armor?" The elf frowns and looks past me.
"Orcs!"
I blink. "Oh yeah, that's it. I forgot." I go back to unpacking, and I feel someone yank me to my feet. "HEY!" I yell angrily. I look up to see Hodoer and she looks behind me fearfully. "What the fu----" I turn around and see Legolas and Gandalf in fighting positions. The orcs are approaching swiftly, snarling. There's only one thing you can say at a time like this.
"Oh shit."
2 Be Continued
A.N.-
Hey guys. My horse bucked me off today. Damned cat spooked her. My ass is so sore. *pouts* But she apologized by nuzzling me to death, so I'll live. ^_^