Hello peeps, I'm back! After the non-successes of my other stories - well,
story, since I have got a plot for one, and no plot for the other. But the
first one needs a LOT of tune-ups.
Either way, I am here to continue my new, 100% original story, That's the
way life goes.
I hope that you are enjoying it so far and please, really, REVIEW!!!!!!
If they didn't want you to review after reading a story, they wouldn't have
put the little button down there!
Notes to reviewers:
Legolaslover2003: are you serious about the name thing?!?? I had no idea at all! What is your story's name? I'll check it out. But hey, truthfully, I picked this name after going through the back of the third book. I found that "Ari" means queen, and "Anna" means gift. The name literally means: queen's gift in my mind. It was how I decided it should be. I'm sorry if it got you p'd off. By the way, did you not like the name, or the story?
Anonymous Reviewer (who is actually not anonymous because I know who you are): yes, I do have ideas for the next few chapters. In fact, in my mind, I have made up her life story already. =P. I'm glad you think that this one is original 'cause I have been working quite hard on it. Also, elves will be a part of the story. Seeing as how this is after the quest, the fellowship has to meet up sometime. figure it out.
Thanks to the reviewers. A big smiley face to you =D.
My disclaimer: I forgot to go to the auditions for rights to LOTR, therefore, you know that I don't own it. ; -).
Now on with the story
Enjoy.
That's the Way Life Goes. Chapter two: That was Then.
The courtyard was dead silent as Arianna's shrieks blasted through the quiet. "Papa!" She ran and jumped into her father's arms, screaming in happiness.
"Oh, my darling daughter," the Steward of Gondor exclaimed joyfully from his crouched position on the ground. He hugged his child with all his might. "I have missed you so, Arianna. How have you been?"
Arianna's eyes were shining as she looked up into his eyes, "Papa, I have missed you too. I'm so happy that you came." Then, suddenly, a thought came to her, "Papa, are you going to leave me again like last time?"
Boromir chuckled and ruffled her hair lovingly. He smiled, "I have only just arrived home, and you are talking about me leaving?"
Her eyes were wide with childish fear as she shook her head vigorously, "no, never Papa! I don't want you to leave at all! I-"
"I was only jesting, my darling. Now tell me, where is your mother? Has she been well while I have been absent?" he asked concernedly.
Arianna was disappointed. She had expected her father to stay and talk with her for much longer. She grumpily stated that her mother was just fine, and had been in the prime of health. What she did not mention was the numerous times that her mother had scolded her for things that she did not do. For example, the day that she had been caught looking at a broken vase that lay at her feet in pieces. It had not been her fault; the prince and his friends had broken it and she had only come across it when she heard the sound of breaking stone on the ground.
Boromir stood and patted her on the head amiably. "Well, I suppose I shall just have to go see her to make sure," he said with anticipation.
Arianna watched her father's back as he walked away from her. "Yeah," she thought, "go and leave me here." He had nearly disappeared from her sight. "Because it's mother who has to hide from vengeful bully's who are on my trail." She sighed sadly, and then took a sharp intake of breath.
They were after her, and she had just wasted precious time that could have been used to escape from their slimy grasps'.
She immediately shoved herself to the wall. She looked around frantically. They could have been anywhere. Once she ascertained that they were not behind her, she peeked around the corner.
She spied a group of pigeons near the front entrance to the yard. No, these pigeons were not the ones she eluded. These ones were of the flying type, and much more intelligent. She smothered a giggle with her hands as smart remarks on the prince and his friends' intelligence ran through her mind. She clamped her hands to her mouth when a snort escaped in her attempts to extinguish her laugh.
Of course, that snort only set her off even more. And so there she sat, in between the bushes, trying to control her laughter. Every so often, a radical smirk would escape the confinements of her palms. As soon as she calmed down, she prepared to continue moving.
Sneaking over to the bushes next to the door, she crouched and kept an eye out for any unwelcome scouts who would report her location to the prince as soon as his pathetic stubby legs would carry him. She rolled her eyes at the thought.
Her eyes darted from place to place as her keen eyes looked into the emptiness of the hallway. Something was amok. There were never this few people in the hall in front of the library.
Forehead scrunched in confusion, she crept over to the library doors. Looking around her once more just to be sure, she entered. She was safe at last. Or so she thought.
Yes it is true the second chapter is over. I'm not going to do one of those really bad soap opera thingies that say (imagine a very deep emotion filled voice) tune in next time to find out what happens.. I know how bad it was last time.
Well, yes there will be some more action and a deeper plot, but you've got to understand, this is just the beginning. You have to know who I'm talking about before I tell you about some unknown characters that I made up and a prince that I'm sure I have seen somewhere in the back of the third book but am not sure if I really did 'cause I cant seem to find him again (sorry, bad run on sentence). If I didn't, where would we be?
Anyway, I hope you liked it. I'll try to post as soon as I can.
Wannabe.
Ps. I'm sorry it's so short. ; -)
Notes to reviewers:
Legolaslover2003: are you serious about the name thing?!?? I had no idea at all! What is your story's name? I'll check it out. But hey, truthfully, I picked this name after going through the back of the third book. I found that "Ari" means queen, and "Anna" means gift. The name literally means: queen's gift in my mind. It was how I decided it should be. I'm sorry if it got you p'd off. By the way, did you not like the name, or the story?
Anonymous Reviewer (who is actually not anonymous because I know who you are): yes, I do have ideas for the next few chapters. In fact, in my mind, I have made up her life story already. =P. I'm glad you think that this one is original 'cause I have been working quite hard on it. Also, elves will be a part of the story. Seeing as how this is after the quest, the fellowship has to meet up sometime. figure it out.
Thanks to the reviewers. A big smiley face to you =D.
My disclaimer: I forgot to go to the auditions for rights to LOTR, therefore, you know that I don't own it. ; -).
Now on with the story
Enjoy.
That's the Way Life Goes. Chapter two: That was Then.
The courtyard was dead silent as Arianna's shrieks blasted through the quiet. "Papa!" She ran and jumped into her father's arms, screaming in happiness.
"Oh, my darling daughter," the Steward of Gondor exclaimed joyfully from his crouched position on the ground. He hugged his child with all his might. "I have missed you so, Arianna. How have you been?"
Arianna's eyes were shining as she looked up into his eyes, "Papa, I have missed you too. I'm so happy that you came." Then, suddenly, a thought came to her, "Papa, are you going to leave me again like last time?"
Boromir chuckled and ruffled her hair lovingly. He smiled, "I have only just arrived home, and you are talking about me leaving?"
Her eyes were wide with childish fear as she shook her head vigorously, "no, never Papa! I don't want you to leave at all! I-"
"I was only jesting, my darling. Now tell me, where is your mother? Has she been well while I have been absent?" he asked concernedly.
Arianna was disappointed. She had expected her father to stay and talk with her for much longer. She grumpily stated that her mother was just fine, and had been in the prime of health. What she did not mention was the numerous times that her mother had scolded her for things that she did not do. For example, the day that she had been caught looking at a broken vase that lay at her feet in pieces. It had not been her fault; the prince and his friends had broken it and she had only come across it when she heard the sound of breaking stone on the ground.
Boromir stood and patted her on the head amiably. "Well, I suppose I shall just have to go see her to make sure," he said with anticipation.
Arianna watched her father's back as he walked away from her. "Yeah," she thought, "go and leave me here." He had nearly disappeared from her sight. "Because it's mother who has to hide from vengeful bully's who are on my trail." She sighed sadly, and then took a sharp intake of breath.
They were after her, and she had just wasted precious time that could have been used to escape from their slimy grasps'.
She immediately shoved herself to the wall. She looked around frantically. They could have been anywhere. Once she ascertained that they were not behind her, she peeked around the corner.
She spied a group of pigeons near the front entrance to the yard. No, these pigeons were not the ones she eluded. These ones were of the flying type, and much more intelligent. She smothered a giggle with her hands as smart remarks on the prince and his friends' intelligence ran through her mind. She clamped her hands to her mouth when a snort escaped in her attempts to extinguish her laugh.
Of course, that snort only set her off even more. And so there she sat, in between the bushes, trying to control her laughter. Every so often, a radical smirk would escape the confinements of her palms. As soon as she calmed down, she prepared to continue moving.
Sneaking over to the bushes next to the door, she crouched and kept an eye out for any unwelcome scouts who would report her location to the prince as soon as his pathetic stubby legs would carry him. She rolled her eyes at the thought.
Her eyes darted from place to place as her keen eyes looked into the emptiness of the hallway. Something was amok. There were never this few people in the hall in front of the library.
Forehead scrunched in confusion, she crept over to the library doors. Looking around her once more just to be sure, she entered. She was safe at last. Or so she thought.
Yes it is true the second chapter is over. I'm not going to do one of those really bad soap opera thingies that say (imagine a very deep emotion filled voice) tune in next time to find out what happens.. I know how bad it was last time.
Well, yes there will be some more action and a deeper plot, but you've got to understand, this is just the beginning. You have to know who I'm talking about before I tell you about some unknown characters that I made up and a prince that I'm sure I have seen somewhere in the back of the third book but am not sure if I really did 'cause I cant seem to find him again (sorry, bad run on sentence). If I didn't, where would we be?
Anyway, I hope you liked it. I'll try to post as soon as I can.
Wannabe.
Ps. I'm sorry it's so short. ; -)