Hey everybody! I'm so sorry I forgot to mention this: my friend, Kitten, shares this name. She's the one who registered as GWfreak315. My mom thought it would be safer if I entered my story under her name, so that's why this won't take anonymous reviewers. Well, actually I don't know why she won't take anonymous; you'll have to ask her.
And, when I wrote this story, I was kind of in a 'pity me' mode, which happens often. If I play myself down or something, just whack me over my internet-head and tell me to perk up. I'm fighting a battle with depression at the moment, and sometimes, it gets the best of me. That's why I write, though, to get me out of my depression.
Hm, I don't really know what a Mary Sue is blushes furiously. I mean, I get the gist of it, but I don't really know exactly what a Mary Sue would be defined as. Could anyone tell me? And right now, my story may seem cliche, but later, it won't. Are any of you familiar with Elrond's Uncles? Elured and Elurin (By the way, if anyone can figure out how to do the little ' over the letters, please tell me) who were lost when Feanor of Menegroth attacked their parents, Dior and Nimloth (Dior,
By the way, is the only child of Beren and Luthien) and were never seen again. Elwing, Elrond's mother, was the only one of that line to survive, supposedly.... I know, it was supposed to be a secret, but those two are involved with my story, making it not cliche! Some of it, at least.
Radiion-hobbitwarrior: I love your name! Anyway, I know Orli has brown eyes, but Leggsy has blue (and yes, I did notice the brown! I was so put off! Blue eyes are so sexxy! Rowrr) and, in my room, I have two humongous posters of Leggsy with blue eyes, so that's how they'sa gonna be!
And thanks for all the reviews! Here's chapter two!
Sweet Dreams
Chapter Two
PG-13
AJ looked around her, completely surprised not to have found her face meeting intimately with the cement. Instead, she was looking at a wide-open field, a forest on the border. The sun shone brightly and there wasn't a hint of snow anywhere.
Wait a sec, she thought, it's December! There should be white stuff everywhere! Nor was it cold enough to pass off as winter, more like fall.
Pain sliced through her head, and she moaned, rubbing her temples. Squeezing her eyes shut, she tried to force the pain into submission, something she was very good at. What had hit them?
Them! Britania! Again, she had forgotten her sister, but now that she was more aware of herself, she searched around frantically. Standing up, wobbling only slightly, AJ scanned her surroundings. A large, black Dickies (AN: obviously, don't own any name brands!) bag lay on the ground beside her, and she bent to pick it up. Fortunately, she had had a concussion before, and knew to go slowly.
As she straightened back up, AJ nearly cried because she could not find her sister. She clutched her purse to her, and shuffled a little bit around the field, trying to see any red head in a blue sweater. If she had been thinking clearly, she might have tried her cell phone...
"Brit! Britania! Are you here? Answer me! Can you hear me!?" She cried, though her voice was raspy and did not project very far.
AJ was suddenly aware of hoof beats coming towards her from the back, and she turned quickly, crouching into a low, fighting position. Who would be riding horses in this day in age? And where was she? These thoughts and a million more passed through her head as she waited silently for the rider to get into her line of vision, thanking the stars above that she had taken several forms of martial arts since she was six. It gave her an edge.
The rider finally came into the clearing, and AJ stiffened when she saw him. For indeed, it was a male riding into the field that AJ was in. Her jaw practically dropped to the floor as she saw what he looked like.
It was like this man was some Greek god, maybe Adonis or Eros. Though he was on horseback, AJ could tell that when he stood, he would be at least 6'3" maybe 6'4". He had bleached blond hair that went just past his shoulders, and he had eyes as blue as the sky above. His face was perfectly sculpted, with bow-shaped lips that looked like they were made for smiling. Then, AJ saw what he was wearing.
Again, her jaw practically fell to the ground.
The god was wearing clothes like he was in one of the Lord of the Rings movies! In fact, he looked like an elf... He wore a green tunic and leggings, with a tan cape tied about his neck. He carried an elven like bow and arrows, and there was a sword attached to his saddle. What mental hospital did this guy escape from!? He even wore those fake elven ears!
AJ moaned, Oh, god, I'm gonna get killed by some psychopath Legolas-wannabe!
She was so absorbed in her thoughts of how she survived a car crash, though that was still iffy, and now she was going to get killed by a psycho, that she didn't even notice that he had stopped right in front of her.
"Are you all right, my lady?" A strong, masculine voice said from above AJ.
She squealed in surprise, falling back onto her butt. Her breathing came in short pants, her heart beating rapidly, scared half out of her wits. However, that didn't last long.
Jumping up, despite the sickness she felt from doing so, AJ glared evilly at the handsome yet whacked man before her, "What is your problem!? Your not supposed to sneak up on people like that!"
He looked at her in amusement, which just angered AJ even more, "Dude, what is wrong with you! What hospital set you upon our poor world?"
That probably wasn't the smartest thing to say. The man before her scowled deeply, an eyebrow raised in annoyance.
"Excuse me for checking upon a lady in distress. When I saw you on the ground, I thought you were hurt, and seeing as how there is blood coming down from your temple, I'm certain I was right. Obviously, however, you did not need my help. I will leave you now." He moved to get back onto his horse.
AJ panicked, "Wait! No, don't leave me! You may not be crazy, I'm just not used to seeing people dressed this way! Am I on the set of some movie!? Please, tell me where I am!"
The man stopped and looked at her in confusion, "What is a movie?"
She blanched, not knowing what to say. Boy, this guy must have lived a sheltered life. "Forget that, just tell me where I am!"
"You are just outside the city of Rivendell," he answered simply.
She rolled her eyes, "I asked a simple question and expected a simple answer. Is it too much to ask where I am! And what do you mean, blood!? There isn't any blood on me! See!" AJ raised a hand to her head, to prove that he was wrong.
Well, dang. AJ thought as she felt a warm, sticky liquid that could only be blood. Lowering her hand, she looked at it with wide eyes, then back up at the man in front of her, "Well, I think I'm going to pass out now. Do you think you good take me to wherever you're going?"
The blond god nodded, his eyes clouding with concern.
AJ sighed, reassured that she wouldn't be left alone, then blackness enveloped her once again.
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Slowly, consciousness came upon AJ, and she forced her eyes open again. This time, it wasn't quite as light as it was before. So, it didn't hurt as badly as it had when she had woken up earlier.
"Where am I?" She murmured groggily, not recognizing her surroundings.
"Your in the House of Lord Elrond, in Rivendell. On October the 22, if you were wondering," came a kind, gruff old voice.
AJ's blue eyes widened, "Holy crap."
Well, there we go. Second chapter. Sorry it's so short. I was going to make it longer, but then decided to wait and add more into the third chapter. Now, don't worry, and don't ask me where Brit is, she will come in good time! Review! Love, Sparky ^_^!
And, when I wrote this story, I was kind of in a 'pity me' mode, which happens often. If I play myself down or something, just whack me over my internet-head and tell me to perk up. I'm fighting a battle with depression at the moment, and sometimes, it gets the best of me. That's why I write, though, to get me out of my depression.
Hm, I don't really know what a Mary Sue is blushes furiously. I mean, I get the gist of it, but I don't really know exactly what a Mary Sue would be defined as. Could anyone tell me? And right now, my story may seem cliche, but later, it won't. Are any of you familiar with Elrond's Uncles? Elured and Elurin (By the way, if anyone can figure out how to do the little ' over the letters, please tell me) who were lost when Feanor of Menegroth attacked their parents, Dior and Nimloth (Dior,
By the way, is the only child of Beren and Luthien) and were never seen again. Elwing, Elrond's mother, was the only one of that line to survive, supposedly.... I know, it was supposed to be a secret, but those two are involved with my story, making it not cliche! Some of it, at least.
Radiion-hobbitwarrior: I love your name! Anyway, I know Orli has brown eyes, but Leggsy has blue (and yes, I did notice the brown! I was so put off! Blue eyes are so sexxy! Rowrr) and, in my room, I have two humongous posters of Leggsy with blue eyes, so that's how they'sa gonna be!
And thanks for all the reviews! Here's chapter two!
Sweet Dreams
Chapter Two
PG-13
AJ looked around her, completely surprised not to have found her face meeting intimately with the cement. Instead, she was looking at a wide-open field, a forest on the border. The sun shone brightly and there wasn't a hint of snow anywhere.
Wait a sec, she thought, it's December! There should be white stuff everywhere! Nor was it cold enough to pass off as winter, more like fall.
Pain sliced through her head, and she moaned, rubbing her temples. Squeezing her eyes shut, she tried to force the pain into submission, something she was very good at. What had hit them?
Them! Britania! Again, she had forgotten her sister, but now that she was more aware of herself, she searched around frantically. Standing up, wobbling only slightly, AJ scanned her surroundings. A large, black Dickies (AN: obviously, don't own any name brands!) bag lay on the ground beside her, and she bent to pick it up. Fortunately, she had had a concussion before, and knew to go slowly.
As she straightened back up, AJ nearly cried because she could not find her sister. She clutched her purse to her, and shuffled a little bit around the field, trying to see any red head in a blue sweater. If she had been thinking clearly, she might have tried her cell phone...
"Brit! Britania! Are you here? Answer me! Can you hear me!?" She cried, though her voice was raspy and did not project very far.
AJ was suddenly aware of hoof beats coming towards her from the back, and she turned quickly, crouching into a low, fighting position. Who would be riding horses in this day in age? And where was she? These thoughts and a million more passed through her head as she waited silently for the rider to get into her line of vision, thanking the stars above that she had taken several forms of martial arts since she was six. It gave her an edge.
The rider finally came into the clearing, and AJ stiffened when she saw him. For indeed, it was a male riding into the field that AJ was in. Her jaw practically dropped to the floor as she saw what he looked like.
It was like this man was some Greek god, maybe Adonis or Eros. Though he was on horseback, AJ could tell that when he stood, he would be at least 6'3" maybe 6'4". He had bleached blond hair that went just past his shoulders, and he had eyes as blue as the sky above. His face was perfectly sculpted, with bow-shaped lips that looked like they were made for smiling. Then, AJ saw what he was wearing.
Again, her jaw practically fell to the ground.
The god was wearing clothes like he was in one of the Lord of the Rings movies! In fact, he looked like an elf... He wore a green tunic and leggings, with a tan cape tied about his neck. He carried an elven like bow and arrows, and there was a sword attached to his saddle. What mental hospital did this guy escape from!? He even wore those fake elven ears!
AJ moaned, Oh, god, I'm gonna get killed by some psychopath Legolas-wannabe!
She was so absorbed in her thoughts of how she survived a car crash, though that was still iffy, and now she was going to get killed by a psycho, that she didn't even notice that he had stopped right in front of her.
"Are you all right, my lady?" A strong, masculine voice said from above AJ.
She squealed in surprise, falling back onto her butt. Her breathing came in short pants, her heart beating rapidly, scared half out of her wits. However, that didn't last long.
Jumping up, despite the sickness she felt from doing so, AJ glared evilly at the handsome yet whacked man before her, "What is your problem!? Your not supposed to sneak up on people like that!"
He looked at her in amusement, which just angered AJ even more, "Dude, what is wrong with you! What hospital set you upon our poor world?"
That probably wasn't the smartest thing to say. The man before her scowled deeply, an eyebrow raised in annoyance.
"Excuse me for checking upon a lady in distress. When I saw you on the ground, I thought you were hurt, and seeing as how there is blood coming down from your temple, I'm certain I was right. Obviously, however, you did not need my help. I will leave you now." He moved to get back onto his horse.
AJ panicked, "Wait! No, don't leave me! You may not be crazy, I'm just not used to seeing people dressed this way! Am I on the set of some movie!? Please, tell me where I am!"
The man stopped and looked at her in confusion, "What is a movie?"
She blanched, not knowing what to say. Boy, this guy must have lived a sheltered life. "Forget that, just tell me where I am!"
"You are just outside the city of Rivendell," he answered simply.
She rolled her eyes, "I asked a simple question and expected a simple answer. Is it too much to ask where I am! And what do you mean, blood!? There isn't any blood on me! See!" AJ raised a hand to her head, to prove that he was wrong.
Well, dang. AJ thought as she felt a warm, sticky liquid that could only be blood. Lowering her hand, she looked at it with wide eyes, then back up at the man in front of her, "Well, I think I'm going to pass out now. Do you think you good take me to wherever you're going?"
The blond god nodded, his eyes clouding with concern.
AJ sighed, reassured that she wouldn't be left alone, then blackness enveloped her once again.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Slowly, consciousness came upon AJ, and she forced her eyes open again. This time, it wasn't quite as light as it was before. So, it didn't hurt as badly as it had when she had woken up earlier.
"Where am I?" She murmured groggily, not recognizing her surroundings.
"Your in the House of Lord Elrond, in Rivendell. On October the 22, if you were wondering," came a kind, gruff old voice.
AJ's blue eyes widened, "Holy crap."
Well, there we go. Second chapter. Sorry it's so short. I was going to make it longer, but then decided to wait and add more into the third chapter. Now, don't worry, and don't ask me where Brit is, she will come in good time! Review! Love, Sparky ^_^!