Chapter 2
And what of me? I was travelling through Amun Zûl, completely oblivious to the battle between life and death going on back at my new home.
It was only two weeks after Phoebe left, and I had aged two years. It amazed me how old I was feeling.
I was exploring the rest of Middle Earth, in an attempt to find out more about my new home.
A person clothed in black robes suddenly rode up to me atop a black steed.
"Arielle... Faith..." It rasped, sounding very ill.
"I am Faith Arielle. What is wrong? Do you need help, traveller?" I said, as the mysterious black traveller climbed down off the horse he was riding.
He drew his sword, and lunged at me. I was forced to either die, or get out of the way quickly.
"STOP!" I yelled, commandingly. Amazingly, he complied.
"Im hiretha* if I have done you a disservice, Mellon*. But all I want to do is go home. Rivendell is my home now." I said to him.
"You're not going home. Unless home is death!" He replied, charging at me with his sword held out, ready to impale me on it.
I moved, and he snarled, charging at me again. I threw up my hands, and a rumble of thunder was heard in the distance.
The man stopped, stunned. Then, in a matter of milliseconds, his shock turned to what I took as fear as lightening bolts hit the ground around him.
My final blow was struck. He collapsed, electricity radiating through his veins.
----
I spotted a flash of gold from his immobile hand. A gold ring was resting on his finger.
I took it off him and out it on. Suddenly, the wind started blowing really hard around me. I took it off, and felt all my energy drain out of me.
"Woah." I said to myself, and climbed on my horse and started back to Rivendell.
~
"Faith!" I heard a voice shout as I rode into the grounds of Lord Elrond's castle.
I jumped down from my horse, and looked around to see who had called my name. I was hit by a green streak, intent on hugging me.
Not expecting the blow, I fell over with Legolas still holding tight to me.
"I take it you missed me then? OK, get off me." I said, trying to get up.
He leapt to his feet, and pulled me up. "Come Melamin, I have something to show you!"
"Show me later Legolas. First I must see Lord Elrond. I have something he and Mithrandir need to see." I brought the ring out from my pocket, feeling energy drain from me again.
"Woah." I felt my legs giving way, and sat back on the floor.
"What is it? Where did you get it?" Legolas asked, kneeling down in front of me. He saw I was very weak, and picked me up.
"Never mind that now, let's get you to Elrond.
~
"Lord Elrond! Has the hobbit been healed?" Legolas said, rushing into Lord Elrond's room with me in his arms.
"Yes, what happened to Faith?" Elrond replied, motioning for me to stand.
"It's the Ring. it's taking over me." I murmured, half deliriously.
"What ring, the one that Frodo's carrying?" Elrond asked Legolas.
"No, it's. here." I said, opening my hand and dropping the ring. Immediately, I was able to stand unsupported.
Legolas bent down and tried to pick up the ring.
"No!" I yelled, and kicked it out of the way. Legolas shot up as I became faint again.
I fell to the floor, whacking my head in the process.
"Legolas don't touch that ring. What ever it is, it had a strong effect on Faith." Elrond said as Legolas bent to pick up the ring again.
~
"Melamin, wake up. 'Tis morning." Legolas whispered in my ear.
"Huh? Where am I?" I said, my eyes still not focused properly.
"This is your room, is it not?" Gandalf said, putting a hand to my forehead.
"How did I get here?" I asked, still very confused.
"Je suis un concombre." Another voice spoke. I raised my head disbelievingly.
"OK, 1) who knows French, and 2) are you aware you just said 'I am a cucumber'?" I said, almost sounding like my normal self.
"I knew that would work. Welcome back to the real world, Faith." A familiar voice said.
"Glorfindel? How." I said, finally focusing my eyes.
"How did I get back? Phoebe came back. Your parents found out she wasn't you, and made her come back here. Totally unfair, I was just getting to know the geography! It was ok, but I prefer Middle-Earth."
"My sentiments exactly, Glorfindel.
Legolas, what happened after I kicked the ring?" I asked Legolas (A/N well obviously!)
"You fainted. Why did you kick the ring?" He asked, concern etched across his pretty features.
"It's my ring!" I said laughing. "No, I didn't want you to turn out like me. Collapsing at every touch of the damn thing. I didn't want to lose you."
"Faith, we have a way for you to not, collapse as you put it, at every touch of the ring." Gandalf said, looking at Lord Elrond.
"How? I'm open to anything, it really is a beautiful ring."
"We can give you something you always dreamed of." Gandalf said.
"What, to be an elf? But I thought you couldn't do that?" I replied.
"Well, close. We can make you as good as an elf." Elrond said.
"Huh?" Now I was thoroughly confused.
"IMORTALITY!" Everyone in the room shouted.
"Oh, now I get it!" I paused. "Huh? How do you do that?"
"I give up." Elrond said, holding his head in his hands.
"I'm still confused, how do you do that?" I asked.
"We have some magic, handed down from my mother." Elrond replied.
I shook my head.
"You are one of the densest mortals I ever met. Just say 'yes', or 'no'." Gandalf said.
"Well, yes, I'd love to be immortal, but would I die that same way as an elf?" I asked.
"Yes. You can die in battle, you can die of a broken heart, but one difference. You will know illness. Nothing life threatening, just what you call 'colds' and 'flu'." Gandalf told me, looking relieved that at last I was getting the idea.
"Cool. Go for it." I said.
Immediately, a warm light engulfed me. I felt the power of the ages speed through my veins. I closed my eyes.
~#~
Thank you Cysne and Legiodith! I have tried my hardest. As soon as I can get it back off Morticia, I will post the prequel. But until then, I will carry on doing my best!
WOW. One of my longest ever chapters. See Roona, it can be longer!
Five pages on word. Wow.
Current moosic, #Eminem and Dr. Dre, Guilty Conscience.#
Keep reviewing people!
Signing out for now,
JB.
And what of me? I was travelling through Amun Zûl, completely oblivious to the battle between life and death going on back at my new home.
It was only two weeks after Phoebe left, and I had aged two years. It amazed me how old I was feeling.
I was exploring the rest of Middle Earth, in an attempt to find out more about my new home.
A person clothed in black robes suddenly rode up to me atop a black steed.
"Arielle... Faith..." It rasped, sounding very ill.
"I am Faith Arielle. What is wrong? Do you need help, traveller?" I said, as the mysterious black traveller climbed down off the horse he was riding.
He drew his sword, and lunged at me. I was forced to either die, or get out of the way quickly.
"STOP!" I yelled, commandingly. Amazingly, he complied.
"Im hiretha* if I have done you a disservice, Mellon*. But all I want to do is go home. Rivendell is my home now." I said to him.
"You're not going home. Unless home is death!" He replied, charging at me with his sword held out, ready to impale me on it.
I moved, and he snarled, charging at me again. I threw up my hands, and a rumble of thunder was heard in the distance.
The man stopped, stunned. Then, in a matter of milliseconds, his shock turned to what I took as fear as lightening bolts hit the ground around him.
My final blow was struck. He collapsed, electricity radiating through his veins.
----
I spotted a flash of gold from his immobile hand. A gold ring was resting on his finger.
I took it off him and out it on. Suddenly, the wind started blowing really hard around me. I took it off, and felt all my energy drain out of me.
"Woah." I said to myself, and climbed on my horse and started back to Rivendell.
~
"Faith!" I heard a voice shout as I rode into the grounds of Lord Elrond's castle.
I jumped down from my horse, and looked around to see who had called my name. I was hit by a green streak, intent on hugging me.
Not expecting the blow, I fell over with Legolas still holding tight to me.
"I take it you missed me then? OK, get off me." I said, trying to get up.
He leapt to his feet, and pulled me up. "Come Melamin, I have something to show you!"
"Show me later Legolas. First I must see Lord Elrond. I have something he and Mithrandir need to see." I brought the ring out from my pocket, feeling energy drain from me again.
"Woah." I felt my legs giving way, and sat back on the floor.
"What is it? Where did you get it?" Legolas asked, kneeling down in front of me. He saw I was very weak, and picked me up.
"Never mind that now, let's get you to Elrond.
~
"Lord Elrond! Has the hobbit been healed?" Legolas said, rushing into Lord Elrond's room with me in his arms.
"Yes, what happened to Faith?" Elrond replied, motioning for me to stand.
"It's the Ring. it's taking over me." I murmured, half deliriously.
"What ring, the one that Frodo's carrying?" Elrond asked Legolas.
"No, it's. here." I said, opening my hand and dropping the ring. Immediately, I was able to stand unsupported.
Legolas bent down and tried to pick up the ring.
"No!" I yelled, and kicked it out of the way. Legolas shot up as I became faint again.
I fell to the floor, whacking my head in the process.
"Legolas don't touch that ring. What ever it is, it had a strong effect on Faith." Elrond said as Legolas bent to pick up the ring again.
~
"Melamin, wake up. 'Tis morning." Legolas whispered in my ear.
"Huh? Where am I?" I said, my eyes still not focused properly.
"This is your room, is it not?" Gandalf said, putting a hand to my forehead.
"How did I get here?" I asked, still very confused.
"Je suis un concombre." Another voice spoke. I raised my head disbelievingly.
"OK, 1) who knows French, and 2) are you aware you just said 'I am a cucumber'?" I said, almost sounding like my normal self.
"I knew that would work. Welcome back to the real world, Faith." A familiar voice said.
"Glorfindel? How." I said, finally focusing my eyes.
"How did I get back? Phoebe came back. Your parents found out she wasn't you, and made her come back here. Totally unfair, I was just getting to know the geography! It was ok, but I prefer Middle-Earth."
"My sentiments exactly, Glorfindel.
Legolas, what happened after I kicked the ring?" I asked Legolas (A/N well obviously!)
"You fainted. Why did you kick the ring?" He asked, concern etched across his pretty features.
"It's my ring!" I said laughing. "No, I didn't want you to turn out like me. Collapsing at every touch of the damn thing. I didn't want to lose you."
"Faith, we have a way for you to not, collapse as you put it, at every touch of the ring." Gandalf said, looking at Lord Elrond.
"How? I'm open to anything, it really is a beautiful ring."
"We can give you something you always dreamed of." Gandalf said.
"What, to be an elf? But I thought you couldn't do that?" I replied.
"Well, close. We can make you as good as an elf." Elrond said.
"Huh?" Now I was thoroughly confused.
"IMORTALITY!" Everyone in the room shouted.
"Oh, now I get it!" I paused. "Huh? How do you do that?"
"I give up." Elrond said, holding his head in his hands.
"I'm still confused, how do you do that?" I asked.
"We have some magic, handed down from my mother." Elrond replied.
I shook my head.
"You are one of the densest mortals I ever met. Just say 'yes', or 'no'." Gandalf said.
"Well, yes, I'd love to be immortal, but would I die that same way as an elf?" I asked.
"Yes. You can die in battle, you can die of a broken heart, but one difference. You will know illness. Nothing life threatening, just what you call 'colds' and 'flu'." Gandalf told me, looking relieved that at last I was getting the idea.
"Cool. Go for it." I said.
Immediately, a warm light engulfed me. I felt the power of the ages speed through my veins. I closed my eyes.
~#~
Thank you Cysne and Legiodith! I have tried my hardest. As soon as I can get it back off Morticia, I will post the prequel. But until then, I will carry on doing my best!
WOW. One of my longest ever chapters. See Roona, it can be longer!
Five pages on word. Wow.
Current moosic, #Eminem and Dr. Dre, Guilty Conscience.#
Keep reviewing people!
Signing out for now,
JB.