Chapter Two
Buffy looked at him with a confused expression on her face, her eyebrows lifted and her mouth a gap. "Okay, so let me get this straight," she started, "you are some sort of prince in a mirky place and this mirk place is in the middle of earth? And that's where I'm at now?" Legolas couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. "Yes, I'm the prince of Mirkwood and it's in Middle-Earth."
"Okay, I'm sorry if I'm confused, it's just, well I think I'm supposed to be somewhere other than…here." Buffy looked around her once more as she spoke, she was very confused. People didn't go to new worlds when they died, did they?
"Whatever do you mean, Lady Buffy?" Legolas was quite confused about the woman who stood before him, her speech was something he'd never heard before along with her wardrobe. Buffy looked into his piercing blue eyes before answering, "I'm supposed to be dead." She looked at him with wide eyes.
"Well, I assure you, you are just alive as the trees around us and myself." Legolas replied. "Yeah, but I shouldn't be. You see, in my world there was this stuck up hell god who needed my sister to open a portal to her dimension and bring all hell on earth; and I do mean that literally. Anyway, I didn't get to my sister in time before the portal was open and the only way to stop it was for my sister to die. Well, I was about to let that happen so I jumped into the portal. The last thing I remember before waking up here was the immense pain flowing through my body. So…I should be dead. Unless this is hell." Buffy rambled, not looking at him the entire time she spoke.
"So, you sacrificed yourself to save your world?" Legolas felt honored at the moment to be speaking to such a brave, young woman. Buffy looked up at him with tear filled eyes. She missed her family; Willow, Xander, Tara, Anya, Spike, and…Dawn. Oh, god, Dawn. "Who's going to take care of her?" Buffy asked quietly, talking more to herself than the beautiful creature in front of her. "Who?" He asked as he stepped closer to her.
Buffy looked up quickly with a worried look on her face. "My sister!! I left her in that horrible world, I can't protect her here. God, what have I done?" Buffy slumped to the forest floor with her head in her hands; not caring about the blood from her wounded hand smearing on her face.
"If it is true what you say about the darkness in your world, then you protected her the best way you could." The prince spoke soothingly to the blonde slayer before him. He crouched down in front of her and took her chin in his hand, lifting her head so their eyes met. "How?" Buffy spoke barely above a whisper.
"By giving your life for hers." Legolas smiled at the distraught woman and then stood up, holding his hand out for her to take. Buffy just stared at the hand in front of her, not quite sure what to do with it. "Come. You mustn't stay in these woods alone." Buffy smiled and gratefully placed her hand in his.
He grabbed his bow off the ground where he had left it and started to walk the opposite direction of Buffy. Buffy scanned the area around her, debating about whether or not to follow the beautiful blonde.
"Well, are you coming?" He asked without stopping his walk. Buffy nodded her head to herself and jogged over to walk next to Legolas. Looking at the ground below her; she could feel uncomfortable silence envelope them. Or at least just her. She was never one to make good conversation.
"So…" Buffy started but was interrupted by what she saw. His ears. Pointy? Nah, couldn't be pointy. She looked closer and saw that they were indeed pointy. She started to laugh hysterically, thinking things were just getting weirder and weirder by the minute. Legolas looked at her confused as to why she had started to laugh.
"What is so funny, my lady?" Legolas asked as he stopped walking, for the blonde woman had crouched down, holding her stomach as she laughed. She looked up at him and pointed to his ears while trying to grasp enough air for her to speak.
"Y-you're ears. Th-they're all…pointy." She spoke in between fits of laughter. Legolas subconsciously brought a hand up to one of his ears.
"Yes, my lady, all elves have a point at the end of their ears." Legolas spoke with confusion in his magical voice. Buffy looked up at him, her laughing stopped. But just as soon as it stopped it started up again.
"You're kidding, right? I mean, you're too tall to be an elf and you're not wearing pointy shoes and well, we're not in the north pole, either buddy." Buffy spoke as she stood up and walked closer as she examined him; poking him in the chest as she spoke the last two words.
"North pole?" Legolas asked, looking more and more confused with each word she spoke. Buffy nodded and then said, "Yeah, you know. With Santa." She placed her hands on her hips while waiting for an answer.
"I assure you, Lady Buffy, there is no such thing as a 'North Pole' or a 'Santa'." Legolas laughed slightly as he allowed a smile to spread across his soft features. Buffy furrowed her eyebrows and stuck out her lower lip.
"Well, jeez, you break it to all the believers hard, don't ya." Buffy stated sarcastically as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"You are very strange, Lady Buffy." Legolas laughed as he continued walking, holding his bow in his right hand. Buffy looked at him with a fake hurt expression her face, still holding the pouting face. Legolas looked over and laughed when he noticed she looked so much like a little kid at that moment.
"Oh, and please. Just call me Buffy. The whole 'Lady' bit is just too creepy." Buffy stated as she rolled her eyes at what she had just said. "Oh great, I said 'bit'. I've been hanging around Spike way too much." Buffy spoke to herself as she held up her hands as if in defeat.
"Spike?" Legolas asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. Buffy looked at him quickly, somewhat forgetting he was there. She smiled slightly at his question. She shook her head before she cured his curiosity.
"His name is Spike. Well, more of a nickname, really. His real name, before he was sired, was William. Anyway, he's British and uses words like 'bit' or 'bloody' and one of my favorites is 'bullocks'." She laughed as she said the last word. Legolas couldn't help but notice the glitter in her eyes when she laughed and he could tell that laughing was very rare in her life. Which saddened him as he became lost in thought over the gentle creature walking beside him.
Buffy looked at him with a confused expression on her face, her eyebrows lifted and her mouth a gap. "Okay, so let me get this straight," she started, "you are some sort of prince in a mirky place and this mirk place is in the middle of earth? And that's where I'm at now?" Legolas couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of his lips. "Yes, I'm the prince of Mirkwood and it's in Middle-Earth."
"Okay, I'm sorry if I'm confused, it's just, well I think I'm supposed to be somewhere other than…here." Buffy looked around her once more as she spoke, she was very confused. People didn't go to new worlds when they died, did they?
"Whatever do you mean, Lady Buffy?" Legolas was quite confused about the woman who stood before him, her speech was something he'd never heard before along with her wardrobe. Buffy looked into his piercing blue eyes before answering, "I'm supposed to be dead." She looked at him with wide eyes.
"Well, I assure you, you are just alive as the trees around us and myself." Legolas replied. "Yeah, but I shouldn't be. You see, in my world there was this stuck up hell god who needed my sister to open a portal to her dimension and bring all hell on earth; and I do mean that literally. Anyway, I didn't get to my sister in time before the portal was open and the only way to stop it was for my sister to die. Well, I was about to let that happen so I jumped into the portal. The last thing I remember before waking up here was the immense pain flowing through my body. So…I should be dead. Unless this is hell." Buffy rambled, not looking at him the entire time she spoke.
"So, you sacrificed yourself to save your world?" Legolas felt honored at the moment to be speaking to such a brave, young woman. Buffy looked up at him with tear filled eyes. She missed her family; Willow, Xander, Tara, Anya, Spike, and…Dawn. Oh, god, Dawn. "Who's going to take care of her?" Buffy asked quietly, talking more to herself than the beautiful creature in front of her. "Who?" He asked as he stepped closer to her.
Buffy looked up quickly with a worried look on her face. "My sister!! I left her in that horrible world, I can't protect her here. God, what have I done?" Buffy slumped to the forest floor with her head in her hands; not caring about the blood from her wounded hand smearing on her face.
"If it is true what you say about the darkness in your world, then you protected her the best way you could." The prince spoke soothingly to the blonde slayer before him. He crouched down in front of her and took her chin in his hand, lifting her head so their eyes met. "How?" Buffy spoke barely above a whisper.
"By giving your life for hers." Legolas smiled at the distraught woman and then stood up, holding his hand out for her to take. Buffy just stared at the hand in front of her, not quite sure what to do with it. "Come. You mustn't stay in these woods alone." Buffy smiled and gratefully placed her hand in his.
He grabbed his bow off the ground where he had left it and started to walk the opposite direction of Buffy. Buffy scanned the area around her, debating about whether or not to follow the beautiful blonde.
"Well, are you coming?" He asked without stopping his walk. Buffy nodded her head to herself and jogged over to walk next to Legolas. Looking at the ground below her; she could feel uncomfortable silence envelope them. Or at least just her. She was never one to make good conversation.
"So…" Buffy started but was interrupted by what she saw. His ears. Pointy? Nah, couldn't be pointy. She looked closer and saw that they were indeed pointy. She started to laugh hysterically, thinking things were just getting weirder and weirder by the minute. Legolas looked at her confused as to why she had started to laugh.
"What is so funny, my lady?" Legolas asked as he stopped walking, for the blonde woman had crouched down, holding her stomach as she laughed. She looked up at him and pointed to his ears while trying to grasp enough air for her to speak.
"Y-you're ears. Th-they're all…pointy." She spoke in between fits of laughter. Legolas subconsciously brought a hand up to one of his ears.
"Yes, my lady, all elves have a point at the end of their ears." Legolas spoke with confusion in his magical voice. Buffy looked up at him, her laughing stopped. But just as soon as it stopped it started up again.
"You're kidding, right? I mean, you're too tall to be an elf and you're not wearing pointy shoes and well, we're not in the north pole, either buddy." Buffy spoke as she stood up and walked closer as she examined him; poking him in the chest as she spoke the last two words.
"North pole?" Legolas asked, looking more and more confused with each word she spoke. Buffy nodded and then said, "Yeah, you know. With Santa." She placed her hands on her hips while waiting for an answer.
"I assure you, Lady Buffy, there is no such thing as a 'North Pole' or a 'Santa'." Legolas laughed slightly as he allowed a smile to spread across his soft features. Buffy furrowed her eyebrows and stuck out her lower lip.
"Well, jeez, you break it to all the believers hard, don't ya." Buffy stated sarcastically as she crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"You are very strange, Lady Buffy." Legolas laughed as he continued walking, holding his bow in his right hand. Buffy looked at him with a fake hurt expression her face, still holding the pouting face. Legolas looked over and laughed when he noticed she looked so much like a little kid at that moment.
"Oh, and please. Just call me Buffy. The whole 'Lady' bit is just too creepy." Buffy stated as she rolled her eyes at what she had just said. "Oh great, I said 'bit'. I've been hanging around Spike way too much." Buffy spoke to herself as she held up her hands as if in defeat.
"Spike?" Legolas asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. Buffy looked at him quickly, somewhat forgetting he was there. She smiled slightly at his question. She shook her head before she cured his curiosity.
"His name is Spike. Well, more of a nickname, really. His real name, before he was sired, was William. Anyway, he's British and uses words like 'bit' or 'bloody' and one of my favorites is 'bullocks'." She laughed as she said the last word. Legolas couldn't help but notice the glitter in her eyes when she laughed and he could tell that laughing was very rare in her life. Which saddened him as he became lost in thought over the gentle creature walking beside him.