The 6th Istari
Chapter 8: Mind to Mind and Face to Face
Note: I may have gotten some facts wrong, and if I did, and you notice, please tell me and I will try to change it asap. Oh, and I am saying that a pace is about 2 feet or 2/3 of a meter, so 50 paces would be 100 feet or 33 1/3 meters.
Thoughts are in Italics. Thoughts spoken to each other are "in italics". If they are speaking in elvish, *elvish*, if dwarvish, dwarvish, if they are speaking normally, "It will be normal."
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As Mithrandir wandered through the girl's brain; he was struck by how organized it was. Most human minds are disorganized places, not very collected, with random thoughts and memories floating about or popping up. Elvish minds were much more meticulously neat, maybe it was because elves had thousands of years to get them that way. But this one was like both elvish and human minds, by the fact that it was a place; put together from places that they have thought up, or been to, or heard of. This one, like all the other switched, it was a forest originally, then a palace, than her village, then a library. HE quickly stopped the mind at this image; it would be easier to riffle though books or memories than leaves or tiles of memories. He had been in people's minds quite a few times before now; about 10 he thought it was. But he had never seen one so organized, well, two, but they were high elves, alive for thousands of years. But there was something different about this girl, like a mixing of two things he had seen before.
He decided to mull it over later and continued on, first was to find out who this girl was and about her, and the quicker he got done and out the less the effects would be. He had found out quickly that the longer you were in someone's mind, the more weak and worn you were afterwards. He found the girl's name, Tiwena, or Twe. She had a twin, Raphael, or Raph, she had tons memories attached to him and as Mithrandir riffled through them, catching glimpses of each, he realized that the boy on the middle bed was Raphael. He wandered though more, he found out the girl was Heidi. He found memories of Heidi and Raph together, he thought that this might be useful and decided to live the memory.
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Twe was walking down a dirt path in some woods, she was swinging some rope that she had gotten and was going to a favorite tree of theirs and was to meet Raph and Heidi there and there were going to make a swing with it. She was about 100 paces away when she sensed Raph, and his thoughts. Why is Raph's thoughts happy, extremely happy, and love in them too, what was going on? She hurried and about 50 paces from the tree saw Raph and Heidi, they didn't see her for which she was extremely glad.
They were obviously miles away, in each a land where only the other was. Heidi was sitting in Raph's lap and she had leaned her had back to look at him when he bent his head down and kissed her. She brought her arms up and pulled his head closed, her tightened his arms around her. Twe stood there, shocked, she knew that the two had liked each other, but this was the first time she had seen it. Her shields had automatically gone up and none of her confused thoughts reached her brother. She quickly turned and ran fleetingly away.
That night she had gone to a boy's house; his name was Keavan. He had like Twe for a long time, but Twe had always smiled and blown away all thoughts of love, now she thought about him. She had snuck out of her room, an easy feat since she slept with Heidi, who could sleep through a cataclysm, but sneaking past her brothers' room was harder, he slept light and might hear her light footsteps, she was very careful though and got out.
Once she got to Keaven's she had snuck in and woken him up. He looked sleepy for a minute, but woke up quickly when he realized it was Twe. "Twe what are y-" She clapped a hand over his mouth, and put a finger to her mouth "Shhh. you want to wake everyone up?" she whispered in his ear. "Fine, but why are you here? What's wrong?" He whispered back. "Kev." then stopped she didn't know what to say, "Kev." but stopped and this time just leaned into him and tilted her head up to kiss him, he hesitated for a moment but kissed her, she was surprised as he slid his tongue into her mouth, at first she was ready to pull away, and give up trying to figure out what made Raph and Heidi so attached, and was ready to keep the empty place in her life, when he brought his arms around her and pulled her close to him.
She was stronger and could have pulled away, plus she didn't think Kev would hold here against her will, but she stayed. She stayed the night, but she had strong shields placed around those memories and Mithrandir didn't really want to see that night anyway, and after Kev was asleep, she gave his jaw a caress and then got up, she wrote him a note with a piece of coal from last night's fire on a piece of wood and then pulled on her clothes gave him a final look and left.
She had gotten back to the house, packed some thing s and left Peranell a note saying she had left for a week of solitude camping, and that she wanted to be alone for a while, so could Heidi and Raph not come? Raph and Heidi put up little resistance since it meant more time alone form them. But Kev did come up, she had told him in her note, and the two spent many days together, but Kev was to leave the day before Twe was due to return back to the village. Kev was going to volunteer at a fort, he was to become a soldier and fighter, a warrior, and he would. Twe had purposely planned it that way, she didn't let herself fall in love with Kev, it was an experiment and she didn't want to fall into love and get married or anything silly like that, she still wanted her life man free. So Kev left and she got over what love she had felt for him.
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Suddenly it hit him what it was that she reminded him of, the next second he stumbled over the memory of her mother's birth. It was certainly an elf, that's for sure, and the way her thoughts were organized and what she and her brother could do. They were half elvish, half wizard! Wait, he looked at her face again and thought, Who does she remind me of? Who does Raph remind me of? Suddenly it hit him like a falling mountain, ALATAR! They must be the results of that dream he thought he had, must not have been a dream after all. He thought ironically. When he looked at Raph, he could rally see the resemblance, Twe tended to resemble her mother more, she had the red brown hair of her father, even the streaks of blond and black that ran through it was there. She obviously had his love for the fighting skills as well, while Raph got his mother's peaceful feelings.
Mithrandir quickly turned away and went back to her foster mother, her name was Peranell, and Mithrandir stopped riffling though the memories when he came to Peranell's death. This memory stuck out a mile with it's vivid colors and strong emotions, it also looked she had relived this one many times.
He then found out why she had left the village and fought the orcs. He followed along the chain of memories until he came to what he was looking for. The light memory, this was what he wanted. He carefully went through the memory and re-through again and again. He finally found out what she had done. Her instincts had told her to do it, it had no name, no procedure, and no precautions. He knew the name for it, how to do it, and how to do it safely. Well, safe enough, you could never do a light cleansing without backlash, and she had put a lot into that spell.
And now she was suffering from major backlash. She had let out a lot of energy; he knew that when he realized that it had reached Legolas 30 some miles away. But she had tapped sources she never even knew she had to let out that much and when she tried to stop it, the doors were wide open, and the energy had no where to go, it banged around here for quite a while, probably still is.
But now all that energy is banging around and she doesn't have enough to control it or to stop it. And with her putting all energy to keeping it inside herself and not letting it burst out, she is draining her life source and it that isn't brought into control soon, she will die!
Mithrandir was struck, he put back all the memories he had taken and went in search of the rouge power, and perhaps he could help. He soon found it; it was a terrific fight. But he wanted the fight to stop, so he tried to erect barricades to help Twe, but his barricades were weak and only prolonged her death. The only way to stop it was to use all of his energy to help her, and then he would be the one in the fix and she would be fine, but would have any idea of how to help him. So he left his feeble barricades and left, he would come back and help her.
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Another man reached the same stable that Mithrandir had reached earlier and hopped off the horse. He also looked about 20, but had the same telltale signs of action. His shoulder length black ebony hair and goatee had streaks of white in it, while he had eyes that told of knowledge and wrinkles that told of action and adventure. He tossed the reins to the boy, "Know where Mithrandir is?" he asked the boy, "Headed up to the palace, think he wanted to see Thranduil, Curunir." The boy answered, "Thanks," Curunir said simply and left, rushing to the palace.
Once he got to the room, he was in an anger fit and breathing hard from running, "THRANDUIL!" he yelled not noticing anything else as he let rage win him over, "TELL THESE BLAST WITTED ELVES THAT I AM NOT AN ENEMY!" he roared at Thranduil one hand pointing out into the corridor where some elves in guard uniform stood, spears leveled at Curunir. "He isn't an enemy." Thranduil simply told the elves, they looked skeptic but raised the spears and trotted away. "NEXT TIME YOU GET NEW GAURDS TELL ME AND I WILL PERSONALLY INTRODUCE MYSELF TO THEM SO THAT THIS HOGWASH DOESN'T NEED OT HAPPEN AGAIN!" Curunir kept roaring. "He has a point Thranduil," Mithrandir said simply, his had was held up by an arm as he drooped over the bed, tried from the mind to mind search. (By the way, Curunir is Saruman)
"GANDALF!" Curunir glanced around and saw everyone wincing, "Sorry, Mithrandir, what are you doing here?" "Same as you I guess, but I haven't got around t it yet, these three-" he waved his hand at the three still forms, "have kept me busy."
"What? I'm lost, explain." So Mithrandir did, in detail. Once all was explained, Mithrandir said, "She had about a couple hours left before, she'll have about a day now. So we either help her now, with me drained, or wait a day for me to get up strength and the barricades I put up have come crashing down." Curunir thought quickly and said, "We do it as soon as you are up to strength." Then Curunir looked at the three for the first time. He looked at the human, pretty, but she had taken little damage, form what Mithrandir said, she had been on the defense and not on the offense. Next came the boy, Raphael, I like him, he seems to be friendly and fit, and he has his mother's peaceful nature and his father's fiery one, but hidden deeper. Mithrandir had only told Curunir who the twin's parents were.
Then he came to Tiwena, and stopped, but his heartbeat came faster and faster. She's. beautiful. he lost all sense of his thoughts as he stared at her, Mithrandir slipped on his elbow and hit Curunir's hand in the process, in a tight thought he sent, "You're sending, get a grip!" Curunir put up shield and continued to dwell on her. He turned back to look at her. She only wore a breast band and a loincloth. Her stomach was flat, and her muscles were toned, fit, and ready to go. The only problem was that she was losing to an inner battle within herself. He almost lazily noticed a cut that went from her left armpit to the bottom of the right side of her ribcage. He caught himself wondering about the middle part of that wound and what surrounded it.
He quickly switched to examining the other cuts and bruises she had managed to get. Her hands showed calluses from being a sword fighter and a pad on her finger from being an archer. She also had the cut from the ends of the whiplashes on her left shoulder from the whip of that orc that Mithrandir had talked about. He felt anger rise in himself at that orc that had hurt her. He hadn't understood why Twe would swear a vendetta against the orcs that had killed her foster mother. But if he felt the anger he had for someone who had just HURT Twe, and someone had KILLED her foster mother. He understood now.
"Tomorrow?" he asked Mithrandir, who nodded. Curunir turned on his heel and stalked out of the room, Legolas started to go after him, but Mithrandir held him back, "No, let him be by himself for now, he'll come back when he wants company." Mithrandir knew his friend all to well, he saw and heard the feelings that Curunir had for Twe, and he wasn't sure how well this was going to go. He knew that the other two elves hadn't heard Curunir's thoughts; Mithrandir and Curunir were too well known to each other.
With his thoughts turning over and over in his mind, he went to get up and failed, Legolas helped him up and to his room, where he lay down and later a servant came in and gave him food. But Mithrandir hardly noticed; he was trying to think up problems that may arise tomorrow and what to do. But his thoughts kept turning back to Curunir's reaction to Tiwena, and what he should do, well, it will probably pass, this has happened to Curunir before, where he thinks he has fallen head over heels in love and he hadn't. I should break this off now before some other girl gets her heart broken by Curunir. He sighed. We need this girl and her brother, this can't be broken up by some love relationship, we need all the Istari we can get. But how can I break Curunir from this latest fantasy, he done this to many times before now, I don't want to deal with another sad girl. He finally settled into an uneasy, but helpful sleep.
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So, will Twe die and Curunir be heart broken, so some other woman can heal his heart? Or will Twe be the woman of his dreams? Don't you wonder? Well review and read on, PLEASE!
~Kit ;)
Chapter 8: Mind to Mind and Face to Face
Note: I may have gotten some facts wrong, and if I did, and you notice, please tell me and I will try to change it asap. Oh, and I am saying that a pace is about 2 feet or 2/3 of a meter, so 50 paces would be 100 feet or 33 1/3 meters.
Thoughts are in Italics. Thoughts spoken to each other are "in italics". If they are speaking in elvish, *elvish*, if dwarvish, dwarvish, if they are speaking normally, "It will be normal."
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As Mithrandir wandered through the girl's brain; he was struck by how organized it was. Most human minds are disorganized places, not very collected, with random thoughts and memories floating about or popping up. Elvish minds were much more meticulously neat, maybe it was because elves had thousands of years to get them that way. But this one was like both elvish and human minds, by the fact that it was a place; put together from places that they have thought up, or been to, or heard of. This one, like all the other switched, it was a forest originally, then a palace, than her village, then a library. HE quickly stopped the mind at this image; it would be easier to riffle though books or memories than leaves or tiles of memories. He had been in people's minds quite a few times before now; about 10 he thought it was. But he had never seen one so organized, well, two, but they were high elves, alive for thousands of years. But there was something different about this girl, like a mixing of two things he had seen before.
He decided to mull it over later and continued on, first was to find out who this girl was and about her, and the quicker he got done and out the less the effects would be. He had found out quickly that the longer you were in someone's mind, the more weak and worn you were afterwards. He found the girl's name, Tiwena, or Twe. She had a twin, Raphael, or Raph, she had tons memories attached to him and as Mithrandir riffled through them, catching glimpses of each, he realized that the boy on the middle bed was Raphael. He wandered though more, he found out the girl was Heidi. He found memories of Heidi and Raph together, he thought that this might be useful and decided to live the memory.
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Twe was walking down a dirt path in some woods, she was swinging some rope that she had gotten and was going to a favorite tree of theirs and was to meet Raph and Heidi there and there were going to make a swing with it. She was about 100 paces away when she sensed Raph, and his thoughts. Why is Raph's thoughts happy, extremely happy, and love in them too, what was going on? She hurried and about 50 paces from the tree saw Raph and Heidi, they didn't see her for which she was extremely glad.
They were obviously miles away, in each a land where only the other was. Heidi was sitting in Raph's lap and she had leaned her had back to look at him when he bent his head down and kissed her. She brought her arms up and pulled his head closed, her tightened his arms around her. Twe stood there, shocked, she knew that the two had liked each other, but this was the first time she had seen it. Her shields had automatically gone up and none of her confused thoughts reached her brother. She quickly turned and ran fleetingly away.
That night she had gone to a boy's house; his name was Keavan. He had like Twe for a long time, but Twe had always smiled and blown away all thoughts of love, now she thought about him. She had snuck out of her room, an easy feat since she slept with Heidi, who could sleep through a cataclysm, but sneaking past her brothers' room was harder, he slept light and might hear her light footsteps, she was very careful though and got out.
Once she got to Keaven's she had snuck in and woken him up. He looked sleepy for a minute, but woke up quickly when he realized it was Twe. "Twe what are y-" She clapped a hand over his mouth, and put a finger to her mouth "Shhh. you want to wake everyone up?" she whispered in his ear. "Fine, but why are you here? What's wrong?" He whispered back. "Kev." then stopped she didn't know what to say, "Kev." but stopped and this time just leaned into him and tilted her head up to kiss him, he hesitated for a moment but kissed her, she was surprised as he slid his tongue into her mouth, at first she was ready to pull away, and give up trying to figure out what made Raph and Heidi so attached, and was ready to keep the empty place in her life, when he brought his arms around her and pulled her close to him.
She was stronger and could have pulled away, plus she didn't think Kev would hold here against her will, but she stayed. She stayed the night, but she had strong shields placed around those memories and Mithrandir didn't really want to see that night anyway, and after Kev was asleep, she gave his jaw a caress and then got up, she wrote him a note with a piece of coal from last night's fire on a piece of wood and then pulled on her clothes gave him a final look and left.
She had gotten back to the house, packed some thing s and left Peranell a note saying she had left for a week of solitude camping, and that she wanted to be alone for a while, so could Heidi and Raph not come? Raph and Heidi put up little resistance since it meant more time alone form them. But Kev did come up, she had told him in her note, and the two spent many days together, but Kev was to leave the day before Twe was due to return back to the village. Kev was going to volunteer at a fort, he was to become a soldier and fighter, a warrior, and he would. Twe had purposely planned it that way, she didn't let herself fall in love with Kev, it was an experiment and she didn't want to fall into love and get married or anything silly like that, she still wanted her life man free. So Kev left and she got over what love she had felt for him.
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Suddenly it hit him what it was that she reminded him of, the next second he stumbled over the memory of her mother's birth. It was certainly an elf, that's for sure, and the way her thoughts were organized and what she and her brother could do. They were half elvish, half wizard! Wait, he looked at her face again and thought, Who does she remind me of? Who does Raph remind me of? Suddenly it hit him like a falling mountain, ALATAR! They must be the results of that dream he thought he had, must not have been a dream after all. He thought ironically. When he looked at Raph, he could rally see the resemblance, Twe tended to resemble her mother more, she had the red brown hair of her father, even the streaks of blond and black that ran through it was there. She obviously had his love for the fighting skills as well, while Raph got his mother's peaceful feelings.
Mithrandir quickly turned away and went back to her foster mother, her name was Peranell, and Mithrandir stopped riffling though the memories when he came to Peranell's death. This memory stuck out a mile with it's vivid colors and strong emotions, it also looked she had relived this one many times.
He then found out why she had left the village and fought the orcs. He followed along the chain of memories until he came to what he was looking for. The light memory, this was what he wanted. He carefully went through the memory and re-through again and again. He finally found out what she had done. Her instincts had told her to do it, it had no name, no procedure, and no precautions. He knew the name for it, how to do it, and how to do it safely. Well, safe enough, you could never do a light cleansing without backlash, and she had put a lot into that spell.
And now she was suffering from major backlash. She had let out a lot of energy; he knew that when he realized that it had reached Legolas 30 some miles away. But she had tapped sources she never even knew she had to let out that much and when she tried to stop it, the doors were wide open, and the energy had no where to go, it banged around here for quite a while, probably still is.
But now all that energy is banging around and she doesn't have enough to control it or to stop it. And with her putting all energy to keeping it inside herself and not letting it burst out, she is draining her life source and it that isn't brought into control soon, she will die!
Mithrandir was struck, he put back all the memories he had taken and went in search of the rouge power, and perhaps he could help. He soon found it; it was a terrific fight. But he wanted the fight to stop, so he tried to erect barricades to help Twe, but his barricades were weak and only prolonged her death. The only way to stop it was to use all of his energy to help her, and then he would be the one in the fix and she would be fine, but would have any idea of how to help him. So he left his feeble barricades and left, he would come back and help her.
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Another man reached the same stable that Mithrandir had reached earlier and hopped off the horse. He also looked about 20, but had the same telltale signs of action. His shoulder length black ebony hair and goatee had streaks of white in it, while he had eyes that told of knowledge and wrinkles that told of action and adventure. He tossed the reins to the boy, "Know where Mithrandir is?" he asked the boy, "Headed up to the palace, think he wanted to see Thranduil, Curunir." The boy answered, "Thanks," Curunir said simply and left, rushing to the palace.
Once he got to the room, he was in an anger fit and breathing hard from running, "THRANDUIL!" he yelled not noticing anything else as he let rage win him over, "TELL THESE BLAST WITTED ELVES THAT I AM NOT AN ENEMY!" he roared at Thranduil one hand pointing out into the corridor where some elves in guard uniform stood, spears leveled at Curunir. "He isn't an enemy." Thranduil simply told the elves, they looked skeptic but raised the spears and trotted away. "NEXT TIME YOU GET NEW GAURDS TELL ME AND I WILL PERSONALLY INTRODUCE MYSELF TO THEM SO THAT THIS HOGWASH DOESN'T NEED OT HAPPEN AGAIN!" Curunir kept roaring. "He has a point Thranduil," Mithrandir said simply, his had was held up by an arm as he drooped over the bed, tried from the mind to mind search. (By the way, Curunir is Saruman)
"GANDALF!" Curunir glanced around and saw everyone wincing, "Sorry, Mithrandir, what are you doing here?" "Same as you I guess, but I haven't got around t it yet, these three-" he waved his hand at the three still forms, "have kept me busy."
"What? I'm lost, explain." So Mithrandir did, in detail. Once all was explained, Mithrandir said, "She had about a couple hours left before, she'll have about a day now. So we either help her now, with me drained, or wait a day for me to get up strength and the barricades I put up have come crashing down." Curunir thought quickly and said, "We do it as soon as you are up to strength." Then Curunir looked at the three for the first time. He looked at the human, pretty, but she had taken little damage, form what Mithrandir said, she had been on the defense and not on the offense. Next came the boy, Raphael, I like him, he seems to be friendly and fit, and he has his mother's peaceful nature and his father's fiery one, but hidden deeper. Mithrandir had only told Curunir who the twin's parents were.
Then he came to Tiwena, and stopped, but his heartbeat came faster and faster. She's. beautiful. he lost all sense of his thoughts as he stared at her, Mithrandir slipped on his elbow and hit Curunir's hand in the process, in a tight thought he sent, "You're sending, get a grip!" Curunir put up shield and continued to dwell on her. He turned back to look at her. She only wore a breast band and a loincloth. Her stomach was flat, and her muscles were toned, fit, and ready to go. The only problem was that she was losing to an inner battle within herself. He almost lazily noticed a cut that went from her left armpit to the bottom of the right side of her ribcage. He caught himself wondering about the middle part of that wound and what surrounded it.
He quickly switched to examining the other cuts and bruises she had managed to get. Her hands showed calluses from being a sword fighter and a pad on her finger from being an archer. She also had the cut from the ends of the whiplashes on her left shoulder from the whip of that orc that Mithrandir had talked about. He felt anger rise in himself at that orc that had hurt her. He hadn't understood why Twe would swear a vendetta against the orcs that had killed her foster mother. But if he felt the anger he had for someone who had just HURT Twe, and someone had KILLED her foster mother. He understood now.
"Tomorrow?" he asked Mithrandir, who nodded. Curunir turned on his heel and stalked out of the room, Legolas started to go after him, but Mithrandir held him back, "No, let him be by himself for now, he'll come back when he wants company." Mithrandir knew his friend all to well, he saw and heard the feelings that Curunir had for Twe, and he wasn't sure how well this was going to go. He knew that the other two elves hadn't heard Curunir's thoughts; Mithrandir and Curunir were too well known to each other.
With his thoughts turning over and over in his mind, he went to get up and failed, Legolas helped him up and to his room, where he lay down and later a servant came in and gave him food. But Mithrandir hardly noticed; he was trying to think up problems that may arise tomorrow and what to do. But his thoughts kept turning back to Curunir's reaction to Tiwena, and what he should do, well, it will probably pass, this has happened to Curunir before, where he thinks he has fallen head over heels in love and he hadn't. I should break this off now before some other girl gets her heart broken by Curunir. He sighed. We need this girl and her brother, this can't be broken up by some love relationship, we need all the Istari we can get. But how can I break Curunir from this latest fantasy, he done this to many times before now, I don't want to deal with another sad girl. He finally settled into an uneasy, but helpful sleep.
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So, will Twe die and Curunir be heart broken, so some other woman can heal his heart? Or will Twe be the woman of his dreams? Don't you wonder? Well review and read on, PLEASE!
~Kit ;)