Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei): LotR Style
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Interlude I a - The Annual Operating Trip of the Summoning Division, Part 1
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Sweat ran down Thranduil's face, when he focused all his attention at his target, a dart in his right hand. Behind him, Elrond, Glorfindel and Legolas were also staring at the target, holding their breaths, when Thranduil finally raised his arm, ready to throw the dart.
Finally and with a loud roar coming from his lips, the blond elf threw the dart at his target...a map of Middle-Earth. The dart hit the piece of paper about a few centimetres below the middle of the map. Four heads moved immediately closer to it, inspecting the results of the throw.
"By the Valar, I can't believe it!" Glorfindel whispered, gazing unbelievingly at the map.
"Incredible. That's too good to be true, isn't it?" Legolas breathed.
"No, it is real!" the blond doctor answered.
His and Legolas' eyes began to shimmer with unshed tears and before anything could say something, Glorfindel and Legolas were embracing each other and bounced up and down, crying with joy and acting like two elflings.
"WE'RE GOING TO LOTHLORIEN! WE'RE GOING TO LOTHLORIEN! WE'RE GOING TO LOTHLORIEN! THAT MEANS THE BEST FOOD IN WHOLE MIDDLE-EARTH AND OF COURSE HOT SPRINGS! THAT'S GOING TO BE THE BEST OPERATING TRIP WE EVER HAD!" they shouted over and over.
Elrond smiled and shook his head at the sight of those two.
"A really good throw, if I may say, sir...!" he said to Thranduil.
The blond elf let out a deep breath and then began to grin widely, making a victory sign with his right hand.
"I know. Am I not good? Since this is our only operating trip of the year, would you please be so kind and book our rooms in the best hotel in Lothlorien?"
"Of course, Sir!"
With these words the secretary left.
*
A few minutes later, after Legolas and Glorfindel had calmed down a little bit, they joined Elladan in the cafeteria. Of course both elves were still jumpy and had big, silly grins on their face, which didn't stay unnoticed by the dark-haired elf.
"What's up with you two?" he asked.
The two blond elves snickered.
"Oh, we just found out the destination of this year's operating trip!" the blond doctor said.
"And?"
"What and? We're going to Lothlorien!!!!! That means...Oh! HALDIIIIIIIIIR! WE'RE OVER HERE!"
Legolas waved cheerily to the silver-haired elf, who smiled and waved back, joining them shortly after.
"Hi! I was already looking for you! Do you know why Thranduil is so excited? He's bouncing around in his office as if he's a startled kangaroo!" Haldir asked the other elves.
Glorfindel and Legolas giggled.
"Does he really? Well, we know why...! By the way, have you already met my new partner Elladan?" Legolas introduced the dark-haired elf.
Haldir shook his head, smiling at the younger elf. Elladan blushed suddenly, not knowing, why.
"No, I don't think I have. It's nice to meet you, Elladan!"
"H...Hi!" Elladan stuttered
The silver-haired elf smiled again and then turned his attention to their originally conversation topic.
"So what's now up with the boss?" Haldir asked again.
"Well, I just say two words...Operating Trip!" the blond doctor smirked.
The silver-haired elf stared dumbfounded at the other elves, his face in quiet shock. Then he groaned.
"Oh! That's why Rumil was so eager to take a few days off! Well, I can't blame him for it after the last 4 flops!" he finally said.
"Understandable!" Glorfindel nodded agreeing.
"Definitively!" Legolas replied, nodding too.
"What it really that bad?" Elladan wanted to know.
Haldir, Glorfindel and Legolas exchanged meaningful glances among each other and then said in chorus:
"YES!!!"
The dark-haired elf sweatdropped.
"Maybe we should tell our newbie a little bit about our past trips!" Haldir suggested.
The other elves nodded agreeing.
"Okay, maybe we should start with the trip four years ago!" Legolas said.
"Oh, you mean the one to Mithlond Beach? Oh yes, I remember...!" Glorfindel asked, drifting back.
*^.^*Flashback*^.^*
Mithlond Beach – 4 years ago.
"Wow! Take a look at those beaches!"
All of the Summoning division had just arrived at the destination of this year's operating trip, Mithlond Beach – the most famous and popular beach in Middle-Earth. Endless white sand beaches and a clear, blue ocean dominated the horizon. The elves let out several "Aaahs" and "Ohhhhs", before they finally managed to get to their hotel.
"Ah, I can't wait to get to the beach!" Thranduil said when he led his group into the foyer.
"Yeah. Three days of relaxing and fun! We could play Beach Ball!" Haldir exclaimed.
His fellow elves agreed happily.
"I just hope the wind stops blowing or the ball could end up somewhere else!" Glorfindel said.
"Don't worry! It will...!" Elrond replied.
3 Hours later.
"DAMN IT! A HURRICANE!"
"Elrond, didn't you say something...!"
"Argh, shut up!"
2 Days later.
"It's still windy!"
"SHUT UP, GLORFINDEL!"
*^.^*End of Flashback*^.^*
"Oh yes. We really were *lucky* to get into the first hurricane that had reached Mithlond Beach for 100 years." The blond doctor said.
"I know what you mean. It stormed for three days and we were forced to stay in our hotel...well, at least until the roof was also blown away. Thranduil's mood was so bad at the end of that trip...if we had stayed a little bit longer, we would have flown at each other's throat. At least the trip three years ago was less......dangerous!" Haldir replied.
Glorfindel snorted.
"Yeah, right! If you think being chased by a bunch of sharks is less dangerous...!" he said
Elladan raised an eyebrow.
"Sharks? Is there something I ought to know?"
"Well, the chief's aim had been a little bit unlucky then!" Legolas grinned.
"A little bit? We were in the middle of the ocean, miles away from the civilisation with only water around us. Luckily we found that deserted island not far away from our location! I personally found it about as amusing as the trip the year after!" the other blond elf replied sarcastically.
Elladan was really interested now.
"Okay, what happened then?"
"Oh, just imagine our whole division lost in the desert, alone with snakes, scorpions and other nice beasts. Does sound lovely, doesn't it?" another voice suddenly said from behind.
Startled, the four elves turned their heads towards the voice. The newcomers were also elves, a dark-haired and a silver-haired one, which looked a little bit like Haldir. Then a smile broke out all over Haldir's face.
"Orophin! Erestor! I had no idea that you're here. How was your vacation?"
"Relaxing! But what are you doing here?" the silver-haired one, who Haldir had called Orophin, asked.
"Oh, we were just telling our newbie the events of our past operating trips!" Glorfindel smirked.
Orophin and Erestor paled slightly, but didn't say a single word. They took a free seat instead, to join the recent conversation.
"So you really want to hear something about our worst trips? Then I can tell you that no trip was worse than the one to Mordor last year! Am I not right, folks?" Orophin said.
The rest nodded in agreement, remembering the disastrous excursion...
*^.^*Flashback*^.^*
Mordor. One year before.
Once again it had been time for the elves annual operating trip and once again they had reached their destination. Only this time all elves were far away from being excited, when they looked around the area.
"What the hell is this?" Glorfindel asked unbelievingly, feeling a twitch coming to his eyebrow.
"Well...I guess that's our destination! Maybe your aim was a little bit...poor this time, Sir!" Elrond said.
"I guess you're right! But we can't go back now!" Thranduil exclaimed, angrily with himself, since their recent situation was partly his fault.
"Uhm, folks, does anyone know why it does smell so badly of sulphur?" Legolas asked, sniffing around.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe it's because we're standing.........right at the edge of a VOLCANO...A VERY ACTIVE VOLCANO!!!! DAMN IT, HOW THE HELL DID WE END UP HERE?" Erestor suddenly shrieked with a touch of rising panic in his voice.
Before one of the other elves could reply something, the earth suddenly began to quake strongly and the whole division had difficulties not to fall into the abyss right before them. Taking a last look into the boiling lava, Thranduil made the only possible decision.
"RUN!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed and followed his own advice very quickly.
The other elves didn't hesitate long and followed him, not too late. Just one moment the fiery mountain erupted in a spectacular explosion. The elves ran down the volcano as fast as they could, chased by several streams of boiling lava, which was coming directly from the centre of Middle-Earth.
*^.^*End Flashback*^.^*
"But that was the only time, where I've seen Thranduil running so fast like never before." Glorfindel snickered.
"Yeah. Since this time we all have become a little bit sensible concerning this theme." Haldir explained.
"Okay, I know I will regret this question, but......What's this year's destination?" Erestor asked.
"My district. Seems as if the boss had a better aim this year. So, as long as no earthquakes, tornados or something similar strikes us, we should be safe!" the silver-haired elf said.
Erestor and Orophin let out a breath of relief.
"Will Rumil join us?" Orophin asked his brother.
Haldir shook his head.
"No. He had that sudden urge to take a few days off."
"Smart Boy! Well, let's hope we'll survive this trip like we survived the others!" Orophin sighed.
"Hopefully!"
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So how will this new trip turn out for the elves? Will they survive it this time? I'm planning a karaoke contest for them. If you have ideas for suited songs for every elf, please write me.
Like this story? Hate this story? Shall I continue?
Don't forget to review ^^. I need feedback like the air to breathe. Just write me:
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Interlude I a - The Annual Operating Trip of the Summoning Division, Part 1
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Sweat ran down Thranduil's face, when he focused all his attention at his target, a dart in his right hand. Behind him, Elrond, Glorfindel and Legolas were also staring at the target, holding their breaths, when Thranduil finally raised his arm, ready to throw the dart.
Finally and with a loud roar coming from his lips, the blond elf threw the dart at his target...a map of Middle-Earth. The dart hit the piece of paper about a few centimetres below the middle of the map. Four heads moved immediately closer to it, inspecting the results of the throw.
"By the Valar, I can't believe it!" Glorfindel whispered, gazing unbelievingly at the map.
"Incredible. That's too good to be true, isn't it?" Legolas breathed.
"No, it is real!" the blond doctor answered.
His and Legolas' eyes began to shimmer with unshed tears and before anything could say something, Glorfindel and Legolas were embracing each other and bounced up and down, crying with joy and acting like two elflings.
"WE'RE GOING TO LOTHLORIEN! WE'RE GOING TO LOTHLORIEN! WE'RE GOING TO LOTHLORIEN! THAT MEANS THE BEST FOOD IN WHOLE MIDDLE-EARTH AND OF COURSE HOT SPRINGS! THAT'S GOING TO BE THE BEST OPERATING TRIP WE EVER HAD!" they shouted over and over.
Elrond smiled and shook his head at the sight of those two.
"A really good throw, if I may say, sir...!" he said to Thranduil.
The blond elf let out a deep breath and then began to grin widely, making a victory sign with his right hand.
"I know. Am I not good? Since this is our only operating trip of the year, would you please be so kind and book our rooms in the best hotel in Lothlorien?"
"Of course, Sir!"
With these words the secretary left.
*
A few minutes later, after Legolas and Glorfindel had calmed down a little bit, they joined Elladan in the cafeteria. Of course both elves were still jumpy and had big, silly grins on their face, which didn't stay unnoticed by the dark-haired elf.
"What's up with you two?" he asked.
The two blond elves snickered.
"Oh, we just found out the destination of this year's operating trip!" the blond doctor said.
"And?"
"What and? We're going to Lothlorien!!!!! That means...Oh! HALDIIIIIIIIIR! WE'RE OVER HERE!"
Legolas waved cheerily to the silver-haired elf, who smiled and waved back, joining them shortly after.
"Hi! I was already looking for you! Do you know why Thranduil is so excited? He's bouncing around in his office as if he's a startled kangaroo!" Haldir asked the other elves.
Glorfindel and Legolas giggled.
"Does he really? Well, we know why...! By the way, have you already met my new partner Elladan?" Legolas introduced the dark-haired elf.
Haldir shook his head, smiling at the younger elf. Elladan blushed suddenly, not knowing, why.
"No, I don't think I have. It's nice to meet you, Elladan!"
"H...Hi!" Elladan stuttered
The silver-haired elf smiled again and then turned his attention to their originally conversation topic.
"So what's now up with the boss?" Haldir asked again.
"Well, I just say two words...Operating Trip!" the blond doctor smirked.
The silver-haired elf stared dumbfounded at the other elves, his face in quiet shock. Then he groaned.
"Oh! That's why Rumil was so eager to take a few days off! Well, I can't blame him for it after the last 4 flops!" he finally said.
"Understandable!" Glorfindel nodded agreeing.
"Definitively!" Legolas replied, nodding too.
"What it really that bad?" Elladan wanted to know.
Haldir, Glorfindel and Legolas exchanged meaningful glances among each other and then said in chorus:
"YES!!!"
The dark-haired elf sweatdropped.
"Maybe we should tell our newbie a little bit about our past trips!" Haldir suggested.
The other elves nodded agreeing.
"Okay, maybe we should start with the trip four years ago!" Legolas said.
"Oh, you mean the one to Mithlond Beach? Oh yes, I remember...!" Glorfindel asked, drifting back.
*^.^*Flashback*^.^*
Mithlond Beach – 4 years ago.
"Wow! Take a look at those beaches!"
All of the Summoning division had just arrived at the destination of this year's operating trip, Mithlond Beach – the most famous and popular beach in Middle-Earth. Endless white sand beaches and a clear, blue ocean dominated the horizon. The elves let out several "Aaahs" and "Ohhhhs", before they finally managed to get to their hotel.
"Ah, I can't wait to get to the beach!" Thranduil said when he led his group into the foyer.
"Yeah. Three days of relaxing and fun! We could play Beach Ball!" Haldir exclaimed.
His fellow elves agreed happily.
"I just hope the wind stops blowing or the ball could end up somewhere else!" Glorfindel said.
"Don't worry! It will...!" Elrond replied.
3 Hours later.
"DAMN IT! A HURRICANE!"
"Elrond, didn't you say something...!"
"Argh, shut up!"
2 Days later.
"It's still windy!"
"SHUT UP, GLORFINDEL!"
*^.^*End of Flashback*^.^*
"Oh yes. We really were *lucky* to get into the first hurricane that had reached Mithlond Beach for 100 years." The blond doctor said.
"I know what you mean. It stormed for three days and we were forced to stay in our hotel...well, at least until the roof was also blown away. Thranduil's mood was so bad at the end of that trip...if we had stayed a little bit longer, we would have flown at each other's throat. At least the trip three years ago was less......dangerous!" Haldir replied.
Glorfindel snorted.
"Yeah, right! If you think being chased by a bunch of sharks is less dangerous...!" he said
Elladan raised an eyebrow.
"Sharks? Is there something I ought to know?"
"Well, the chief's aim had been a little bit unlucky then!" Legolas grinned.
"A little bit? We were in the middle of the ocean, miles away from the civilisation with only water around us. Luckily we found that deserted island not far away from our location! I personally found it about as amusing as the trip the year after!" the other blond elf replied sarcastically.
Elladan was really interested now.
"Okay, what happened then?"
"Oh, just imagine our whole division lost in the desert, alone with snakes, scorpions and other nice beasts. Does sound lovely, doesn't it?" another voice suddenly said from behind.
Startled, the four elves turned their heads towards the voice. The newcomers were also elves, a dark-haired and a silver-haired one, which looked a little bit like Haldir. Then a smile broke out all over Haldir's face.
"Orophin! Erestor! I had no idea that you're here. How was your vacation?"
"Relaxing! But what are you doing here?" the silver-haired one, who Haldir had called Orophin, asked.
"Oh, we were just telling our newbie the events of our past operating trips!" Glorfindel smirked.
Orophin and Erestor paled slightly, but didn't say a single word. They took a free seat instead, to join the recent conversation.
"So you really want to hear something about our worst trips? Then I can tell you that no trip was worse than the one to Mordor last year! Am I not right, folks?" Orophin said.
The rest nodded in agreement, remembering the disastrous excursion...
*^.^*Flashback*^.^*
Mordor. One year before.
Once again it had been time for the elves annual operating trip and once again they had reached their destination. Only this time all elves were far away from being excited, when they looked around the area.
"What the hell is this?" Glorfindel asked unbelievingly, feeling a twitch coming to his eyebrow.
"Well...I guess that's our destination! Maybe your aim was a little bit...poor this time, Sir!" Elrond said.
"I guess you're right! But we can't go back now!" Thranduil exclaimed, angrily with himself, since their recent situation was partly his fault.
"Uhm, folks, does anyone know why it does smell so badly of sulphur?" Legolas asked, sniffing around.
"Well, I don't know. Maybe it's because we're standing.........right at the edge of a VOLCANO...A VERY ACTIVE VOLCANO!!!! DAMN IT, HOW THE HELL DID WE END UP HERE?" Erestor suddenly shrieked with a touch of rising panic in his voice.
Before one of the other elves could reply something, the earth suddenly began to quake strongly and the whole division had difficulties not to fall into the abyss right before them. Taking a last look into the boiling lava, Thranduil made the only possible decision.
"RUN!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed and followed his own advice very quickly.
The other elves didn't hesitate long and followed him, not too late. Just one moment the fiery mountain erupted in a spectacular explosion. The elves ran down the volcano as fast as they could, chased by several streams of boiling lava, which was coming directly from the centre of Middle-Earth.
*^.^*End Flashback*^.^*
"But that was the only time, where I've seen Thranduil running so fast like never before." Glorfindel snickered.
"Yeah. Since this time we all have become a little bit sensible concerning this theme." Haldir explained.
"Okay, I know I will regret this question, but......What's this year's destination?" Erestor asked.
"My district. Seems as if the boss had a better aim this year. So, as long as no earthquakes, tornados or something similar strikes us, we should be safe!" the silver-haired elf said.
Erestor and Orophin let out a breath of relief.
"Will Rumil join us?" Orophin asked his brother.
Haldir shook his head.
"No. He had that sudden urge to take a few days off."
"Smart Boy! Well, let's hope we'll survive this trip like we survived the others!" Orophin sighed.
"Hopefully!"
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So how will this new trip turn out for the elves? Will they survive it this time? I'm planning a karaoke contest for them. If you have ideas for suited songs for every elf, please write me.
Like this story? Hate this story? Shall I continue?
Don't forget to review ^^. I need feedback like the air to breathe. Just write me:
Terrenis@web.de