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So PLEASE don't sue, whoever exactly owns Lord of the Rings. THANKS!! ^^
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Megami's POV
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I awoke around five A.M. I saw the very tip of the orange/red sun peeking out from horizon, so I estimated the time to be about dawn-- it seemed right to me. I walked over to a nearby hill to get a nice view of the sunrise.
The fight with Rhiannon didn't help me to get a good night's sleep. It had been awhile since we last argued. The last fight that I remember was in fifth grade.....or something that, over time, my mind had forgotten. Now, here it was, five or so years later, and we were fighting again. That's a pretty good record if you take into consideration other friends we've known; some fought at least twice a week (over small stuff, too!).
I wanted to apologize, but some part of me felt like I didn't do anything wrong. Hell, I didn't even understand half of what she said ok, more like yelled, at me.
Why would I be a freak if I went home (if either of us ever DO get home, that is)? I wouldn't tell anyone about this place (I'd be sent to a nice white padded room in an insane asylum if I did!).
I guess Legolas was right "...She's looking out for your benefit."
After all, this is a strange place to us (though it is beginning to feel like home.....at least to me) and Rhia's 'military training' (or whatever she gets at those Civil Air Patrol meetings) tells her to look out for her comrade(s).
I heard someone back at the camp waking up. Sure, our camp was about a quarter of a mile away, but I could still hear some sort of rustling. I guess they were pretty loud or something, because I could hear that person talking to themselves. That someone was Rhiannon.
"Where the hell is she? When I don't want to see her, she's here; when I do, she's not! Damn girl!"
I decided to walk over and talk to her.
" Hey! Lookin' for me?" She turned around (since she was facing the opposite direction from where I was). "Yeah, I was." She sounded calm this time around.
There was an awkward moment of silence for want seemed like an eternity.
"Sorry" We both muttered. "Jinx!" Rhi quickly said. That was sooo like her! It was nice to see her in a better mood, though. " Oh come on! That's kid stuff!" I frowned. "You're not supposed to talk!" She smiled. "Come on," I began, changing subjects, " There's a hill over there with a great view."
We walked over and started talking about things that had absolutely no relevance to what we were doing here in Middle Earth. We were talking the way we used to do; before all of this mess.
That hour or so that we spent together reminded me of my real life; not this fairy-tale mask that has been over my eyes, showing me a fairy tale world.
For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, I missed home. I missed sitting down to a nice home-cooked meal with my family. My family.....Mom, dad, and my pets...My friends.
I realized then that I would most likely never see any of them again. I'd be stuck here. Here in Never-never Land (Middle Earth) a place that doesn't exist. I smiled. The one place that I would NOT want to be stuck in, I am. How ironic is that?
"What's up?" Rhiannon asked, referring to my smile. "Nothing. Let's go wake up the guys. See how they like it." I declared, changing the subject. "Okay" Rhi happily replied. She shot up while I, my usual lazy self once again, took my time. "Hurry up!" she called.
Turns out they were already up, packing for our next journey. "Where were you?" Armoron asked. "We have been up for a while, waiting for you. The only reason that I didn't come after you is because of Legolas. He suggested you two were talking in secret of your little...how do I say...mishap yesterday." Armoron stated.
I could see through the corner of my eye that Legolas was smirking. I guess he and Armoron had argued over whether or not to bother Rhia and I (he obviously won.) Nice to see that we were important.
"Since we are all here now, you girls get ready. We're leaving in an hour." Armoron announced. Rhiannon and I both walked slowly over to our things. We quickly packed (we only had a few things) and washed up in a nearby lake. I hated that. The least they (whoever 'they' was) could do was get some privacy! But OH NO! Shower stalls and shower curtains weren't invented yet! I supposed it was better than nothing was, though; at least it wasn't a public bathing house.
In an hour, we were on the dirt path again. The same old dirt path we had been following for weeks. "Can't we at least change roads?" Rhiannon asked, exhausted. "The girl's got a point, guys." I added. "The least you could do is go to a small town or something." I said simply.
"No." Armoron answered, still staring at the road. "We would lead the creatures into the town and they would kill the civilians there." He added.
"How do you even know that they're following us?" Another question from Rhiannon. "Because." Was all Armoron said. I could easily hear a "Humph" from Rhiannon. So could Legolas, for he also glanced at her. The only person who didn't seem to hear was Armoron. He just continued moving on his horse, confident that his decision was final.
That was the thing about Armoron; he could be arrogant! Sure, most of the time he was calm and understanding and nice, but sometimes he was a bit too haughty and mean. In a way, he reminded me of a gym teacher. You know, the ones that are nice to you until you start complaining or walking when you are supposed to be jogging. Then he/she yells at you to get moving. Yup, that was Armoron in a nutshell. To me anyway-- but probably not to Rhiannon. She definitely won't admit it, but I know she likes the guy. When you've been around someone for so long, you get to know them-the way I know Rhia.
"Thinking, mellon?" Legolas asked. I looked up at him. "Yeah." I smiled. Just looking into his eyes brought comfort. I knew then and there that, even if I didn't go home, I'd be happy here. Everything would be taken care of. Legolas would be there for me and so would Rhiannon. Things would work out somehow.
The rest of our day passed uneventfully. Unless you count Armoron stopping to go into a small town (sure HE gets to go in!) to get some refreshments and a new book (requested by Rhiannon, of course.).
It was just before sunset when we settled down and set up camp. I went with Legolas to get firewood, while Rhiannon helped Armoron unpack and set up the makeshift beds.
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Rhiannon's POV
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Legolas and Megami had gone to gather firewood. She was becoming more and more foreign everyday. I guess she was her usual oblivious self, because she never once mentioned her transformation. Sure, very few physical changes had happened yet, but you could tell that there were emotional changes.
She was quieter-- thinking all the time; AND more active, and her hearing was improving greatly. I wonder what the next step in this transformation is.
No one had told me about the prophecy except for Armoron, who was VERY brief and not at all descriptive.
I was still staring at the spot where Megami was last visible. "You don't always have to watch over her you know." Armoron interrupted my thoughts. I just glared at him. He smiled and continued working.
We all had our dinner (some game meat and fruit) then watched the sunset, discussing our plans for the next day. Nothing special, just the usual crap. Ride, stop for a quick break, ride some more, then stop to set up camp. All the riding was making me tired, but I bet Galance and Ajax were enjoying it! Anyway, after we had our little discussion, we all settled down to go to bed.
Sleep came easy until Armoron woke me up. It was around midnight when Armoron poked me awake.
"Look." He said, pointing ahead of me and to my side. I looked over to where he pointed. There was Legolas with his arm around Megami. I smiled. "They're cute together." I stated. "If only she knew of her fate." Armoron replied. I looked at him. "You never DID elaborate on that." I frowned. "Well, I thought you would tell Lady Megami. Since you didn't, come take a walk with me. I shall tell you the whole tale."
We headed into the forest (weapons in hand just in case) and tried to be quiet so as not to wake our sleeping partners.
"What of the prophecy do you know already?" He asked. I thought for a moment, then replied. "Two maidens appear in Middle Earth. Strange are their ways, but happy are their days." I recited. "That is but a mere drop in the ocean of this tale." Armoron smirked. I began wondering how long this prophecy was, and how accurate it would be...
"So what is the entire prophecy?" I asked. "Well," He started. "It is complicated and has been changed over time. The earliest record of it can be tracked down to one man. His name has been lost but he claimed he was a speaker of the Valar's words. What he wrote goes something like this:
The Valar have seen the future, and a strange tale it does tell. This is what I saw in my vision; the one that I shared with the holy Valar as I slept:
One day, two strange maidens will appear here in Middle Earth. Never will they have been in this land before, and so all will be new and fresh to them. They shall befriend royal blood, but others will not be so kind. An old sorcerer, using the last of his strength, will create the most horrible, vile creatures imaginable. They shall stand on two legs, but will be more beast than man. Their black skin will be leathery, like the binding of a sorcerer's spell book, and their face shall resemble that of a rabid wolf. Their fangs will easily be able to tear bone, and will be at least the length of a grown man's finger. The claws they will carry on their paws shall be like talons of an eagle. Also, they will be able to cast some spells, for their creator's soul is said to be put into the mixture that they shall crawl from.
This evil will soon arise and set out to kill the maidens, for that's what they will be made to do. Five heroes shall set out to defeat the creatures-- two of them the young maidens. Along their weary journey, one of the maidens shall begin to change. First, she'll become calm and understanding, and rarely will she take part in an argument. Then, it will be as if she had soaked up all of the knowledge in the elven libraries. She will then have knowledge that is only surpassed by the eldest of the elves, and also, shall speak fluent elvish. Next, her appearance shall change. She will become taller and thinner, her hair and eyes shall change color, with her hearing increasing tenfold, and she will be more agile than before. Her ears shall form the shape of a teardrop instead of their usual oval. She will have changed from a human to an elf. The reason for this change-- no one knows. Some say it will be her love for an elven prince. Others say her fate is to blame. A few do say it was her past life that shall come to life again. Whatever the reason, she will then be as she shall then be. The battle between the assassin creatures will then ensue. The only thing that can determine the outcome is the warriors themselves. Either side may claim victory.
And as the maidens will wish to return home, the human girl must decide what to do about her now elvish friend. Shall she return home, or will she stay with her friend? The elf girl will be accepted back into her world, for they do not live in harmony as we do here. She shall be torn between her friend and her life back home. Which will she choose? I do not know, this is where the vision ends."
Aragorn recited. It sounded as though it had just come out of the seer's diary.
I was quite for a minute, soaking up what Armoron had told me. By now, it was just before sunrise. I was about to say something when someone (or something) dropped from the trees. "I understand." Came a meek voice from the shadows. The figure stepped forward.
There in front of me was Megami. "Understand what, exactly?" I asked. "Why you did not tell me of this prophecy?" Her voice was calm, completely ignoring my question. I would have been screaming by now, personally. Maybe the prophecy was taking effect...
Megami turned her head. "Where are you going?" She asked as another figure appeared. "I thought you would like to speak alone." It was Legolas. "Very well." Megami replied.
She was speaking really strange. Usually she spoke very slang. She never pronounced 'G's at the end of a word, and usually she said 'ain't'.
She turned back to us. "I now have need to know of this prophecy. That is why Legolas and I followed you. We knew you were up to something, but Legolas knew more than I. He knew you were to talk of something of great importance; something that I should know about. So we followed you." She explained. "I see." I replied, lips stretched over my teeth in an unhappy, fake smile. Armoron finally spoke. "We better get going." He said, changing subjects.
We all packed up and got on our respective horses. I must say, it was nice to have my own horse; no heavy Megami behind me. Megami...I wonder how she's doin'.
I glanced over to Ajax. There was no Megami on his back. I looked around the camp. Still no sight of her. "Hey, Legolas." I called. "Yes?" He asked. "Where's Megami?" I questioned. "She's here. Just went to fill her canteen." He answered. "Oh." Was all that I said in reply.
We all waited and she soon returned, still covered in the shadows.
We were riding for no longer than ten minutes when the sun first shone on us. I quickly remembered the prophecy and looked at her.
Behind her now strawberry blond hair, were teardrop-shape ears; ones just like the elves. I let out a small "Oh my". She turned to me. She gave a weak smile. That's when I noticed her ice blue eyes. And at that moment I missed her pale green ones that used to look at me and quietly say 'Calm down!' I missed her stringy chestnut hair that was always filled with static electricity. Everything about her was foreign now. She wasn't Megami anymore.
That's when the envelope of tragic fate was sealed. She looked again at me and said "Quel amrun, mellon."* Elvish.
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And that's the end of chapter 12. Hope y'all liked it. Don't forget to review, okay?
~Megami
* "Quel amrun, mellon." is Elvish for 'Good morning, friend.' That's what it is supposed to mean, at least, or else the stupid website lied to me.
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Megami's POV
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I awoke around five A.M. I saw the very tip of the orange/red sun peeking out from horizon, so I estimated the time to be about dawn-- it seemed right to me. I walked over to a nearby hill to get a nice view of the sunrise.
The fight with Rhiannon didn't help me to get a good night's sleep. It had been awhile since we last argued. The last fight that I remember was in fifth grade.....or something that, over time, my mind had forgotten. Now, here it was, five or so years later, and we were fighting again. That's a pretty good record if you take into consideration other friends we've known; some fought at least twice a week (over small stuff, too!).
I wanted to apologize, but some part of me felt like I didn't do anything wrong. Hell, I didn't even understand half of what she said ok, more like yelled, at me.
Why would I be a freak if I went home (if either of us ever DO get home, that is)? I wouldn't tell anyone about this place (I'd be sent to a nice white padded room in an insane asylum if I did!).
I guess Legolas was right "...She's looking out for your benefit."
After all, this is a strange place to us (though it is beginning to feel like home.....at least to me) and Rhia's 'military training' (or whatever she gets at those Civil Air Patrol meetings) tells her to look out for her comrade(s).
I heard someone back at the camp waking up. Sure, our camp was about a quarter of a mile away, but I could still hear some sort of rustling. I guess they were pretty loud or something, because I could hear that person talking to themselves. That someone was Rhiannon.
"Where the hell is she? When I don't want to see her, she's here; when I do, she's not! Damn girl!"
I decided to walk over and talk to her.
" Hey! Lookin' for me?" She turned around (since she was facing the opposite direction from where I was). "Yeah, I was." She sounded calm this time around.
There was an awkward moment of silence for want seemed like an eternity.
"Sorry" We both muttered. "Jinx!" Rhi quickly said. That was sooo like her! It was nice to see her in a better mood, though. " Oh come on! That's kid stuff!" I frowned. "You're not supposed to talk!" She smiled. "Come on," I began, changing subjects, " There's a hill over there with a great view."
We walked over and started talking about things that had absolutely no relevance to what we were doing here in Middle Earth. We were talking the way we used to do; before all of this mess.
That hour or so that we spent together reminded me of my real life; not this fairy-tale mask that has been over my eyes, showing me a fairy tale world.
For the first time in what seemed like an eternity, I missed home. I missed sitting down to a nice home-cooked meal with my family. My family.....Mom, dad, and my pets...My friends.
I realized then that I would most likely never see any of them again. I'd be stuck here. Here in Never-never Land (Middle Earth) a place that doesn't exist. I smiled. The one place that I would NOT want to be stuck in, I am. How ironic is that?
"What's up?" Rhiannon asked, referring to my smile. "Nothing. Let's go wake up the guys. See how they like it." I declared, changing the subject. "Okay" Rhi happily replied. She shot up while I, my usual lazy self once again, took my time. "Hurry up!" she called.
Turns out they were already up, packing for our next journey. "Where were you?" Armoron asked. "We have been up for a while, waiting for you. The only reason that I didn't come after you is because of Legolas. He suggested you two were talking in secret of your little...how do I say...mishap yesterday." Armoron stated.
I could see through the corner of my eye that Legolas was smirking. I guess he and Armoron had argued over whether or not to bother Rhia and I (he obviously won.) Nice to see that we were important.
"Since we are all here now, you girls get ready. We're leaving in an hour." Armoron announced. Rhiannon and I both walked slowly over to our things. We quickly packed (we only had a few things) and washed up in a nearby lake. I hated that. The least they (whoever 'they' was) could do was get some privacy! But OH NO! Shower stalls and shower curtains weren't invented yet! I supposed it was better than nothing was, though; at least it wasn't a public bathing house.
In an hour, we were on the dirt path again. The same old dirt path we had been following for weeks. "Can't we at least change roads?" Rhiannon asked, exhausted. "The girl's got a point, guys." I added. "The least you could do is go to a small town or something." I said simply.
"No." Armoron answered, still staring at the road. "We would lead the creatures into the town and they would kill the civilians there." He added.
"How do you even know that they're following us?" Another question from Rhiannon. "Because." Was all Armoron said. I could easily hear a "Humph" from Rhiannon. So could Legolas, for he also glanced at her. The only person who didn't seem to hear was Armoron. He just continued moving on his horse, confident that his decision was final.
That was the thing about Armoron; he could be arrogant! Sure, most of the time he was calm and understanding and nice, but sometimes he was a bit too haughty and mean. In a way, he reminded me of a gym teacher. You know, the ones that are nice to you until you start complaining or walking when you are supposed to be jogging. Then he/she yells at you to get moving. Yup, that was Armoron in a nutshell. To me anyway-- but probably not to Rhiannon. She definitely won't admit it, but I know she likes the guy. When you've been around someone for so long, you get to know them-the way I know Rhia.
"Thinking, mellon?" Legolas asked. I looked up at him. "Yeah." I smiled. Just looking into his eyes brought comfort. I knew then and there that, even if I didn't go home, I'd be happy here. Everything would be taken care of. Legolas would be there for me and so would Rhiannon. Things would work out somehow.
The rest of our day passed uneventfully. Unless you count Armoron stopping to go into a small town (sure HE gets to go in!) to get some refreshments and a new book (requested by Rhiannon, of course.).
It was just before sunset when we settled down and set up camp. I went with Legolas to get firewood, while Rhiannon helped Armoron unpack and set up the makeshift beds.
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Rhiannon's POV
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Legolas and Megami had gone to gather firewood. She was becoming more and more foreign everyday. I guess she was her usual oblivious self, because she never once mentioned her transformation. Sure, very few physical changes had happened yet, but you could tell that there were emotional changes.
She was quieter-- thinking all the time; AND more active, and her hearing was improving greatly. I wonder what the next step in this transformation is.
No one had told me about the prophecy except for Armoron, who was VERY brief and not at all descriptive.
I was still staring at the spot where Megami was last visible. "You don't always have to watch over her you know." Armoron interrupted my thoughts. I just glared at him. He smiled and continued working.
We all had our dinner (some game meat and fruit) then watched the sunset, discussing our plans for the next day. Nothing special, just the usual crap. Ride, stop for a quick break, ride some more, then stop to set up camp. All the riding was making me tired, but I bet Galance and Ajax were enjoying it! Anyway, after we had our little discussion, we all settled down to go to bed.
Sleep came easy until Armoron woke me up. It was around midnight when Armoron poked me awake.
"Look." He said, pointing ahead of me and to my side. I looked over to where he pointed. There was Legolas with his arm around Megami. I smiled. "They're cute together." I stated. "If only she knew of her fate." Armoron replied. I looked at him. "You never DID elaborate on that." I frowned. "Well, I thought you would tell Lady Megami. Since you didn't, come take a walk with me. I shall tell you the whole tale."
We headed into the forest (weapons in hand just in case) and tried to be quiet so as not to wake our sleeping partners.
"What of the prophecy do you know already?" He asked. I thought for a moment, then replied. "Two maidens appear in Middle Earth. Strange are their ways, but happy are their days." I recited. "That is but a mere drop in the ocean of this tale." Armoron smirked. I began wondering how long this prophecy was, and how accurate it would be...
"So what is the entire prophecy?" I asked. "Well," He started. "It is complicated and has been changed over time. The earliest record of it can be tracked down to one man. His name has been lost but he claimed he was a speaker of the Valar's words. What he wrote goes something like this:
The Valar have seen the future, and a strange tale it does tell. This is what I saw in my vision; the one that I shared with the holy Valar as I slept:
One day, two strange maidens will appear here in Middle Earth. Never will they have been in this land before, and so all will be new and fresh to them. They shall befriend royal blood, but others will not be so kind. An old sorcerer, using the last of his strength, will create the most horrible, vile creatures imaginable. They shall stand on two legs, but will be more beast than man. Their black skin will be leathery, like the binding of a sorcerer's spell book, and their face shall resemble that of a rabid wolf. Their fangs will easily be able to tear bone, and will be at least the length of a grown man's finger. The claws they will carry on their paws shall be like talons of an eagle. Also, they will be able to cast some spells, for their creator's soul is said to be put into the mixture that they shall crawl from.
This evil will soon arise and set out to kill the maidens, for that's what they will be made to do. Five heroes shall set out to defeat the creatures-- two of them the young maidens. Along their weary journey, one of the maidens shall begin to change. First, she'll become calm and understanding, and rarely will she take part in an argument. Then, it will be as if she had soaked up all of the knowledge in the elven libraries. She will then have knowledge that is only surpassed by the eldest of the elves, and also, shall speak fluent elvish. Next, her appearance shall change. She will become taller and thinner, her hair and eyes shall change color, with her hearing increasing tenfold, and she will be more agile than before. Her ears shall form the shape of a teardrop instead of their usual oval. She will have changed from a human to an elf. The reason for this change-- no one knows. Some say it will be her love for an elven prince. Others say her fate is to blame. A few do say it was her past life that shall come to life again. Whatever the reason, she will then be as she shall then be. The battle between the assassin creatures will then ensue. The only thing that can determine the outcome is the warriors themselves. Either side may claim victory.
And as the maidens will wish to return home, the human girl must decide what to do about her now elvish friend. Shall she return home, or will she stay with her friend? The elf girl will be accepted back into her world, for they do not live in harmony as we do here. She shall be torn between her friend and her life back home. Which will she choose? I do not know, this is where the vision ends."
Aragorn recited. It sounded as though it had just come out of the seer's diary.
I was quite for a minute, soaking up what Armoron had told me. By now, it was just before sunrise. I was about to say something when someone (or something) dropped from the trees. "I understand." Came a meek voice from the shadows. The figure stepped forward.
There in front of me was Megami. "Understand what, exactly?" I asked. "Why you did not tell me of this prophecy?" Her voice was calm, completely ignoring my question. I would have been screaming by now, personally. Maybe the prophecy was taking effect...
Megami turned her head. "Where are you going?" She asked as another figure appeared. "I thought you would like to speak alone." It was Legolas. "Very well." Megami replied.
She was speaking really strange. Usually she spoke very slang. She never pronounced 'G's at the end of a word, and usually she said 'ain't'.
She turned back to us. "I now have need to know of this prophecy. That is why Legolas and I followed you. We knew you were up to something, but Legolas knew more than I. He knew you were to talk of something of great importance; something that I should know about. So we followed you." She explained. "I see." I replied, lips stretched over my teeth in an unhappy, fake smile. Armoron finally spoke. "We better get going." He said, changing subjects.
We all packed up and got on our respective horses. I must say, it was nice to have my own horse; no heavy Megami behind me. Megami...I wonder how she's doin'.
I glanced over to Ajax. There was no Megami on his back. I looked around the camp. Still no sight of her. "Hey, Legolas." I called. "Yes?" He asked. "Where's Megami?" I questioned. "She's here. Just went to fill her canteen." He answered. "Oh." Was all that I said in reply.
We all waited and she soon returned, still covered in the shadows.
We were riding for no longer than ten minutes when the sun first shone on us. I quickly remembered the prophecy and looked at her.
Behind her now strawberry blond hair, were teardrop-shape ears; ones just like the elves. I let out a small "Oh my". She turned to me. She gave a weak smile. That's when I noticed her ice blue eyes. And at that moment I missed her pale green ones that used to look at me and quietly say 'Calm down!' I missed her stringy chestnut hair that was always filled with static electricity. Everything about her was foreign now. She wasn't Megami anymore.
That's when the envelope of tragic fate was sealed. She looked again at me and said "Quel amrun, mellon."* Elvish.
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And that's the end of chapter 12. Hope y'all liked it. Don't forget to review, okay?
~Megami
* "Quel amrun, mellon." is Elvish for 'Good morning, friend.' That's what it is supposed to mean, at least, or else the stupid website lied to me.