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good enough I suppose.
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Megami's POV
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Something wasn't quite right. Something was terribly, horribly wrong. I could feel it. Whatever it was, lurked in the air; hovering menacingly above our heads. Rhiannon and Armoron seemed completely oblivious. They just rode along, chattering happily.
Someone squeezed my hand. I glanced up and smiled warmly at Legolas. "I feel it too, melomin. He assured me. "What is it?" I questioned.
He held up his hand, asking for quiet, and listened. "We are being followed." He declared. "By who?" I asked. "Listen."
I paused. Legolas was right. There were creatures crashing through the trees at high speeds.
"Rhia! Armoron!" Leglas alerted them. They both turned. "Yes?" Armoron asked. "They're coming" I called. "They?" Rhiannon's eyebrow rose. "The wolf-creature-thingies!" I yelped. "Oh." Was all that Armoron said. "Is that their technical name?" Rhiannon giggled. "Just shut up an brace yourself!" I hollered.
"How many are coming?" asked Armoron. "A good dozen or so." Legolas replied. I paled. A dozen? That was like three monsters per person. How could I handle three!
"We shall ambush them!" Armoron declared. "How?" I asked. "From the treetops." Legolas caught on. "Megami. You and I shall shoot them from above. Armoron and Rhiannon will bait them in the road."
Now it was Rhia's turn to pale. "Bait them!" She repeated, her eyes wide. I snickered and patted her shoulder. "I've got your back." I assured her. "You better," she growled, "Or you're the first one that I'm coming back to haunt!"
Chuckling, I scaled a nearby tree. Once in a safe branch (from which I could see without being seen) I pulled out my weapon.
The dragon on top glowed brilliantly, sensing the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "Bow and arrow." I whispered.
The staff glowed brighter and grew warm in my hand. I closed my eyes to shield them from the blinding white light. I sensed the glare fade, and I glanced at it.
I was now grasping an elegantly carved wooden bow. I was a short bow (which was easier to maneuver in a tree) and the string was pulled taught. The arrows (held in a beautiful quiver on my shoulder) were small and light.
I easily notched one onto the bow string. My muscles flexed as I pulled it, aiming below me. I was ready.
You know, it was funny. I'd never shot an arrow before in my life and yet, here I was, expertly poised. Maybe it was this whole changing-into-an-elf thing.
Armoron and Rhiannon paced the ground below. No, correction. Armoron leaned against the trunk of a tree, while Rhia wore a hole in the ground.
I glanced at the tree across from me. Legolas sat like a hawk, vigilant and acute. He sensed my gaze on him and looked up. He grinned at me briefly before looking back to the ground below.
Then they came, snorting and snarling viciously. They clawed at the air, talons glistening.
Thank Elbereth I was up here!
Their red eyes glowed with fury as they noticed the two figures blocking their path. The one at the head of the pack liked his snout, baring yellow fangs.
"We go searching for you, and yet you willingly await us. Tell me , what has become of your other companions?" His voice was a low rumble in his throat.
"My companions are lost thanks to your companions!" Rhiannon sneered. It was a half-truth. We did lose Valkeron to their kind. "Then you shall join them!" Another beast howled. "Not without a fight!" Armorn exclaimed, leaping up and driving his sword through the tar-like flesh of the hideous creature. It groaned in pain, clutching at the gaping hole in its chest as Armoron ripped out his sword.
Instantly, the other monsters leapt at them. "Valar, be with us." I prayed, letting my arrow loose.
It sang through the air, emitting a high-pitched whistle. *Thunk* The whistle stopped abruptly as the arrow-head pierced the nearest demon between the eyes.
Legolas was shooting his arrows as well, each hitting its mark. A rotten stench filled the air.
There were more creatures than we had anticipated. Chaos broke loose as we struggled to slay them.
Armoron drove his sword through many of them, kicking the now-dead carcass off his blade.
Rhiannon was doing some fancy handiwork with her spear. First, she would butt them with the dull end, and in their dazed moment, she would stab them through the heart with the tip.
One more arrow flew from my bow, and the last one of them dropped dead on the ground. "Staff." I murmured, watching my bow and arrow change back to its original form.
I pushed myself off the branch, landing beside Rhiannon. "Hey." She smiled. "Hi." I grinned.
She was busy bandaging up a particular scratch on Armoron's shoulder. "Ow!" He hissed. "Don't be a baby!" She retorted, whacking him playfully in the arm.
I watched them play-fight, grinning. Legolas walked up to me. "Lirimear," He whispered in my ear, "You fought bravely." He took my hand and kissed it. I chuckled slightly. "I was up in a tree. It was hard not to be brave." I replied. He smiled wider, and enveloped me in his arms. "Modest too."
"Alright, alright you two. Now that we've beaten those, those........those things, we can get back to the palace." Rhia grinned. Armoron shook his head. "Nay. This was only the beginning."
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End of chapter 13.
From now on, Fweak2 (a.k.a. Rhiannon a.k.a. elfpilot a.k.a. whatever other names she uses) will not be continuing this story. This was her last chapter for this story. She leaves me to do the rest. I can hear the disappointment already. She's a much better writer than me, and I don't even care for LOTR that much! Alas, I shall try to do my best. Review!
~Megami
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Megami's POV
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Something wasn't quite right. Something was terribly, horribly wrong. I could feel it. Whatever it was, lurked in the air; hovering menacingly above our heads. Rhiannon and Armoron seemed completely oblivious. They just rode along, chattering happily.
Someone squeezed my hand. I glanced up and smiled warmly at Legolas. "I feel it too, melomin. He assured me. "What is it?" I questioned.
He held up his hand, asking for quiet, and listened. "We are being followed." He declared. "By who?" I asked. "Listen."
I paused. Legolas was right. There were creatures crashing through the trees at high speeds.
"Rhia! Armoron!" Leglas alerted them. They both turned. "Yes?" Armoron asked. "They're coming" I called. "They?" Rhiannon's eyebrow rose. "The wolf-creature-thingies!" I yelped. "Oh." Was all that Armoron said. "Is that their technical name?" Rhiannon giggled. "Just shut up an brace yourself!" I hollered.
"How many are coming?" asked Armoron. "A good dozen or so." Legolas replied. I paled. A dozen? That was like three monsters per person. How could I handle three!
"We shall ambush them!" Armoron declared. "How?" I asked. "From the treetops." Legolas caught on. "Megami. You and I shall shoot them from above. Armoron and Rhiannon will bait them in the road."
Now it was Rhia's turn to pale. "Bait them!" She repeated, her eyes wide. I snickered and patted her shoulder. "I've got your back." I assured her. "You better," she growled, "Or you're the first one that I'm coming back to haunt!"
Chuckling, I scaled a nearby tree. Once in a safe branch (from which I could see without being seen) I pulled out my weapon.
The dragon on top glowed brilliantly, sensing the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "Bow and arrow." I whispered.
The staff glowed brighter and grew warm in my hand. I closed my eyes to shield them from the blinding white light. I sensed the glare fade, and I glanced at it.
I was now grasping an elegantly carved wooden bow. I was a short bow (which was easier to maneuver in a tree) and the string was pulled taught. The arrows (held in a beautiful quiver on my shoulder) were small and light.
I easily notched one onto the bow string. My muscles flexed as I pulled it, aiming below me. I was ready.
You know, it was funny. I'd never shot an arrow before in my life and yet, here I was, expertly poised. Maybe it was this whole changing-into-an-elf thing.
Armoron and Rhiannon paced the ground below. No, correction. Armoron leaned against the trunk of a tree, while Rhia wore a hole in the ground.
I glanced at the tree across from me. Legolas sat like a hawk, vigilant and acute. He sensed my gaze on him and looked up. He grinned at me briefly before looking back to the ground below.
Then they came, snorting and snarling viciously. They clawed at the air, talons glistening.
Thank Elbereth I was up here!
Their red eyes glowed with fury as they noticed the two figures blocking their path. The one at the head of the pack liked his snout, baring yellow fangs.
"We go searching for you, and yet you willingly await us. Tell me , what has become of your other companions?" His voice was a low rumble in his throat.
"My companions are lost thanks to your companions!" Rhiannon sneered. It was a half-truth. We did lose Valkeron to their kind. "Then you shall join them!" Another beast howled. "Not without a fight!" Armorn exclaimed, leaping up and driving his sword through the tar-like flesh of the hideous creature. It groaned in pain, clutching at the gaping hole in its chest as Armoron ripped out his sword.
Instantly, the other monsters leapt at them. "Valar, be with us." I prayed, letting my arrow loose.
It sang through the air, emitting a high-pitched whistle. *Thunk* The whistle stopped abruptly as the arrow-head pierced the nearest demon between the eyes.
Legolas was shooting his arrows as well, each hitting its mark. A rotten stench filled the air.
There were more creatures than we had anticipated. Chaos broke loose as we struggled to slay them.
Armoron drove his sword through many of them, kicking the now-dead carcass off his blade.
Rhiannon was doing some fancy handiwork with her spear. First, she would butt them with the dull end, and in their dazed moment, she would stab them through the heart with the tip.
One more arrow flew from my bow, and the last one of them dropped dead on the ground. "Staff." I murmured, watching my bow and arrow change back to its original form.
I pushed myself off the branch, landing beside Rhiannon. "Hey." She smiled. "Hi." I grinned.
She was busy bandaging up a particular scratch on Armoron's shoulder. "Ow!" He hissed. "Don't be a baby!" She retorted, whacking him playfully in the arm.
I watched them play-fight, grinning. Legolas walked up to me. "Lirimear," He whispered in my ear, "You fought bravely." He took my hand and kissed it. I chuckled slightly. "I was up in a tree. It was hard not to be brave." I replied. He smiled wider, and enveloped me in his arms. "Modest too."
"Alright, alright you two. Now that we've beaten those, those........those things, we can get back to the palace." Rhia grinned. Armoron shook his head. "Nay. This was only the beginning."
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End of chapter 13.
From now on, Fweak2 (a.k.a. Rhiannon a.k.a. elfpilot a.k.a. whatever other names she uses) will not be continuing this story. This was her last chapter for this story. She leaves me to do the rest. I can hear the disappointment already. She's a much better writer than me, and I don't even care for LOTR that much! Alas, I shall try to do my best. Review!
~Megami