***Ageless troubles***
After Galadriel walked off, Demi stayed seated. She was a powerful elf witch. First off, last time she checked she was not an elf. She didn't have pointed ears. She didn't walk soundlessly on the ground. She couldn't hear things or smell things far off, or could she? But a question plagued her mind. Could she trust this? Was it all real? She tucked her hair behind her ears and noticed something very strange. They were not their usual curved shape. 'Oh no. This is so not happening.' She thought to herself. She stood up and calmly walked over to Rhia, who was still shell shocked.
"Rhia?" Demi asked her friend.
"Yo?" she answered back, her eyes not shifting in the slightest.
"Um, could you do me a favour and tell me if there is something wrong with my ears?"
Rhia shifted her glance to Demi's ears and nearly fell off her chair. "Holy Hoobastank! Your ears! They're…pointy." She said, her shout turning slowly to a whimper. "I can't believe it…that means I'm…I'm…Númenórean! But if we, hang on just a moment, if you are 278 years old, how old am I?" she asked, contemplating this quite heavily.
"Um, dearest, I don't think that you would be much older than what you thought. Lets see, we have apparently been on earth for what, 18 years now, how old we thought we were, I doubt you would be over twenty my dear." Demi replied matter of factly.
The girls continued their conversation, unawares of the fact that Haldir was standing silently in the corner, waiting for them to decide what they were going to do. He really didn't feel like being the welcoming party, but he would not defy the lady he served. He cleared his throat, making himself known. "Miladies, do you wish to be shown around, or shall I show you to your flets?" He asked, without the slightest hint of compassion.
"Dude, you seriously have issues. You don't go talking to ladies like you have somewheres else to be, like your some important piece of work…" Rhia started, moving her hand all over the place like the woman do when they are proving a point on Jerry Springer, with the accent and everything.
"Rhia, chill, ok, calm down girl." Demi said. "Sorry about her Haldir. Um, girl what do you wanna do?"
"I would like a brief tour of the vineyards then maybe sample some of the past years crop." She said, being again, absolutely off her cracker.
"A tour then it is." Demi replied to a rather confused Haldir.
"Very well, if you will follow me please…" Haldir replied, showing them around.
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Haldir had to admit; he did rather enjoy the company of Lady Demitria. She was very kind to him, owing to the fact that he did save her life. Rhia walked at the back of the group, talking to herself about certain issues such as:
"Now I'll never be a teen model!" and "I wonder if Legolas is just as hot here?" of which the last comment brought Demi into an uncontrollable fit of giggles.
"Are you alright milady?" Haldir asked.
"Yes…I'm fine." Demi replied, trying to calm herself down. She smiled at Haldir who just turned away and started again explaining the history of the great Caras Galadhon. 'What a butt head.' Thought Demi.
After a while, the Rhia got so bored she were just about falling asleep, which didn't help on the March warden behalf. He just grunted and led them to their flets. After Rhia climbed up the stairs to her flet, Haldir led Demi to hers. They stopped at the bottom, on an uncomfortable silence.
"Well…um…thank you for everything Haldir and for well…when you saved me, too, it was very nice of you." Demi said, rather embarrassed by the silence.
"It was my pleasure Lady Dimetria." He replied with what Demi thought was a smile, though it was hard to tell, as the March Wardens face always seemed to carry the same, annoyed expression. He bowed to Demi and walked off. Demi let out a sigh. The one elf she had always wanted to meet was being snobby to her, and she had the fate of an unknown world in her hands, no to mention what had happened yesterday. Life is a bitch.
A/N: Sorry! To get the mood happening, you should play up and gone by hoobastank here
Demi climbed the stairs into her flet, walked in the room, sat on her bed and took in her surroundings. It looked just like a large tree house, only more, well, elvish. The furniture was white; the sort of shabby chic style only in pristine condition, the linen was white.
In the cupboard hung many dresses, fair and beautiful, but Demi found them almost unfitting for her. She was neither fair, nor beautiful, be her an elf or no, as far as she was concerned.
Home was long gone. She had been drawn here and there was no going back. The future was left in her hands. Everything had been so brief, so complicated. She didn't fully understand, and almost didn't want to. She wanted to run away from it all.
She closed her eyes, and tried to picture everything, into an understandable conclusion to what was going on. Was she really a witch? If so, why didn't she know? Oh right, the memory erasion. The truth felt so far away. She stared at the white bed. So plain, yet so graceful. Why did this have to happen? Life had been going so great. She got into the college she wanted, bought a great car, every thing was so simple. Now it was all gone, and her life was now in danger from her understanding. "Give it back!" she yelled into the atmosphere. "Just give it all back! I don't care anymore!" She yelled.
Demi flopped back on her bed and felt the strangest sensation in her mind.
'Do not fear what could be. It is not all so terrible.' Said a voice in her head.
Demi sat up with a start, her eyes wide. "Who are you? What do you want?" she asked the voice aloud.
'It is I, Galadriel. Do not fear, for you know of my gift, and I do not wish to harm you. I know you are troubled, but let it be for now. Ease your mind. You need not think of such things until the council of Elrond.' The voice replied in her mind again.
"Well, it would help if I understood things a little more. I'm so confused." Demi replied to the voice.
'You are an elf witch, who possesses a power unthinkable. But you must learn to master it, before it masters you. I can help you there, so can others.'
"That is not all I wish to know." Demi said.
'I know, but some things cannot now be explained. The trees have ears. Spies of Sauron are everywhere. All you must know is that you cannot be near the dark lord now, you cannot master your powers but through you, he could master them. It is now that you are at your most venerable stage. You cannot be revealed to Sauron til you are ready.'
"So, I'm at risk. I guessed that much, but for how long?" the young elf asked.
'Time shall tell. Now, dinner is almost ready, I will have Haldir bring you to the dinning hall and afterwards we shall talk more with your friend. She is troubled, but accepts who she is more so than you.'
"Well, she has always wanted to come here, but that was when we thought this place was just make believe."
'She did not realise it, but she missed her home. Now she has returned and her heart is at ease. Soon yours shall be too.'
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Author's note:
Sorry for the interruption with my little note there, but all seems to be understood more when that song is played. Demi is definitely having trouble accepting her gift. I know I would too having the fate of the world in my hands. I'd wanna run too.
Anyways, thank you Andreah, Levanna and the stern mystic who have reviewed. I have a total of 5 reviews for 2 chapters, which kinda surprised me, and I have only had the story up for a few days. Thank you guys!
The stern mystic: I wanted to have something original instead of the girls falling into oblivion and landing in M.E. So cliché, so in one of my hypo moments I decided on a puddle. As far as I know, no body has used a puddle. Blame it of the sherbet!
Levanna: Wow! Long review. You rule! Any dew drops, what do you mean, oh, are you saying it sounds like Vala? Don't ask, I'm having a moment. And don't worry, there will be drama! Mwahahahahahaha! In the least expected place! Oh, I didn't know I was any good at romance, thank you!
Andreah: I wish you had a hot chocolate any time you liked so you would never ever miss out. I'll make them specially for you! Yeah, I guess They are like that coz a, Demi is an elf, b, they are both originally from M.E. so they would feel more at ease and at home there. It's kinda hard to explain, but do you follow? I would love a marshmallow, thank you!
Anyways, I doubt I'll be able to post another chapter before Christmas, so merry Christmas to al, and to all a great happy roasting (save those on the lower side of the equator, which will hopefully be cooler) time! Keep cool dudes! (Which goes without saying if you're on the northern hemisphere!) Again, don't even bother asking.
