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After the first few days of practicing with Legolas, Gandalf had told her she would spend the rest of the month working with him. Enelya walked into the green room where Gandalf was waiting for her. The room was covered in shelves of plants and books and jars of magickal things. Gandalf hardly glanced up at her arrival.

"We will begin today by practicing some simple incantations." Gandalf walked over to Enelya and handed her a book that he had been standing over.

"Repeat this." Gandalf pointed to the Elven scripture. Enelya squinted at it a moment then murmured the words. A flash of light blinded her and Gandalf. She blinked the spots out of her eyes and looked up at Gandalf for explanation.

"It was merely a distraction spell to blind enemies. But you had no direction for it so the flash lit up the whole room" Gandalf stated. Enelya nodded slowly and murmured the words again. This time the flash went off in a smaller ball of light that only encircled Gandalf's head. Enelya tried to hide her laugh and backed away from him slightly. Gandalf was not so pleased. He rubbed the brightness from his eyes.

"Better, much better. But next time, warn me first and pick a different target." Gandalf said grumpily. Enelya tried to suppress her grin.

"OK, now lets try something different." Gandalf pulled a large marble orb out of box on the table. It shimmered slightly in the middle of the ball, like it had its own light, its own life. Enelya noticed that he had used part of his cloak to hold it as if to protect himself from its touch.

"This my dear, is a palantir. A very powerful tool used to communicate across Middle Earth to other palantirs kept by the lords of the lands. In the wrong hands this is very dangerous, but luckily all seven of these seeing stones have been reclaimed." The wizard placed the orb in Enelya's uncovered hands. Images flew through Enelya's mind like bats out of hell. She wasn't scared, but definitely stunned. She didn't recognize most of what she saw, the orb showed her images of other lands, people, wars and peace. After a couple of seconds Gandalf pried the large marble from her grasp. Enelya fell to her knees from the energy it took from her. She closed her eyes, regaining her composure and breath.

"What did you see Enelya?" Gandalf asked slowly, giving her time to relax. Enelya looked up at him and gave a slow smile.

"Many things, some I did not understand. I think I saw some things that have not yet come to be even." Gandalf nodded, concluding what he had thought about her powers effect on the magickal orb. He had a notion that her new found powers would heighten the orb's power from just seeing Middle Earth for what is was, to seeing what could happen more intensely. Gandalf helped Enelya to her feet.

"I thought that may happen, with your gifts taken into account. What did you see happening in the future?" Enelya closed her eyes and tried to recall most of the details she saw.

"I saw the woods of Mirkwood burning, near Moria. A darkness spreading to the lands surrounding. I saw a Massive Balrog, bigger than I have ever heard about, standing in a great hall. He held a long staff of silver that held a large ruby and he was chanting, but it sounded more like growls. Light was swirling around him and then faded quickly along with him. Then I saw the same light surrounding me. It stripped me of my powers and took it for its own. The light took form and became the Balrog. All I could feel was utter despair and desperation but unable to do anything." Enelya opened her eyes.

"That's all I can remember." Gandalf was amazed. He didn't think she would be capable of seeing the future so clearly.

"A silver staff with a red stone...' Gandalf pondered 'that sounds like the staff of the Keruni. A very powerful staff. That would explain how Maergod could be so powerful and able to change forms so easily. Now we know what we must do first. We must get that staff before Maergod does, he would be too powerful if he had that in his possession and then able to take your powers from you."

"But what if he has it already? And how would he know about me and my powers?" Enelya questioned. She was terrified of the power she felt when she saw the Balrog in her mind. Maergod would definitely be a foe of great consideration.

"I don't think Maergod has the staff just yet. I don't feel it in my heart that the powers in the world are swayed to him just yet. I believe we still have time to retrieve it for ourselves. If you wield such a staff, you would be able to take him down easily. He wouldn't be able to stand up to the power of the Annárë and the staff of the Keruni." Gandalf sat in his tall chair, placing the palantir in a wrought iron pedestal.

"I think the best place to look for this staff would be near the pinnacle of Mirkwood, to the north. There are many sacred places there that such a relic could be hidden. I will speak with Thranduil about this, tell him we must leave sooner than expected. We must not give Maergod any time to steal it for his own."

With that Gandalf left the room to speak with Thranduil, leaving Enelya to her own devices. Enelya walked around the strange room. It was full of green things, many plants and small trees. Enelya wondered how they could possibly grow in here without the warmth of the brilliant sun. *Gandalf must use his own magicks for that.* Enelya thought to herself. *I wonder if I could do the same...* Enelya held out her hand and concentrated on creating warmth and light. She felt small pulses of energy push through her body into her hand. A small white orb took shape slowly, then became surrounded by small yellow flames. Enelya smiled at her accomplishment, amazed she could do something so...life giving. She watched the orb shift in her hands, changing from yellow flames slowly into orange then to red. As the colours changed the flames grew into a large fireball. Enelya tried to return the orb back to its original state, but it continued to grow. The flames started to lick at her open hand, singing the sleeves of her dress. In a desperate move to get rid of the flames she threw her hand towards the wall and the orb hit the wall. A huge chunk of it was missing, scorch marks covering a majority of the wall. Enelya collapsed on the ground, the orb having sucked a large part of her energy from her. Legolas ran into the room then, hearing the commotion from the hallway. He knelt by Enelya, trying to wake her.

"Enelya! Enelya, are you alright?" Legolas lifted her into his lap and touched her cheek. "Enelya please wake up." Enelya's eyes opened slowly.

"Legolas..."

"What happened?"

"My magick got out of control, I couldn't help it. I'm sorry for scaring you."

"You mustn't do such things until Gandalf has taught you proper control Enelya." Legolas scolded as she rose from where she lay, gripping on the edge of the table to hold herself steady.

"I'm alright." She said as Legolas tried to hold her, but he took her into his arms anyways. Enelya rested her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes. Enelya could feel the energy coming from Legolas, the warm flow of blood through his being. She could almost feel it connect to her own energy, re-energizing her. Legolas let out a slight gasp as he felt the same thing. A connection that intrigued him like nothing else.

"Enelya?" He asked looking down at her face, her eyes still closed.

"Yes, Legolas?" She lifted her head and saw what Legolas had been starting to notice. A blue mist was starting to encircle them. It whirled softly around they're legs, creepy slowly up their bodies. It gave Enelya and Legolas a warm feeling, like someone breathing on the back of their necks.

"What does this mean?" Legolas asked not really wanting to move from the odd sensation. They soft blue mist was now at their chests and not giving signs of slowing.

"I don't know Legolas, I didn't create it. Not on purpose anyways." Enelya held Legolas very closely now, burying her face in his shoulder as the mist covered them wholly. Both felt the warmth permeate their being and almost join them together. Legolas could barely see out of the cloud but he could see Enelya clearly. She lifted her head away from Legolas's shoulder and peered around her, not understanding any of it. Legoals moved his arm from around her and cupped her face with it. Enelya made to say something but was stopped by his lips on hers. The elf held her tighter to him, if that was possible, and breathed in heavily. Enelya pulled away slowly, feeling stunned, awed and completely loved. The mist had an intoxicating effect on both of them and Legolas wasn't going to question it. Enelya felt the same way, but wanted to hold back. Legolas looked into her eyes again with a small smile of comfort before kissing her again, deeply this time. They stayed like that for a while, enjoying the sensuous feel of the moment. Enelya gave in to him, letting the sensations overwhelm her. The mist around them continued to swirl while changing from light blue to a deep red. It became warmer in the cloud and denser. They both felt like they were swimming while standing. Enelya pulled away from Legolas and stared at him with wide eyes.

"What's wrong?" He asked, touching her cheek softly. He moved to kiss her again but she backed away slightly. The cloud almost instantly disappeared.

"I can't. Legolas I'm not ready." Enelya said softly, her head down. Legolas hugged her then.

"I'm sorry arwenamin. I will wait for you to be ready." Enelya smiled at him and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Thank you."

*Author's Note* Yeah I'm not ready to divulge any.. racy scenes yet ;) – you will just have to wait too. –Spirited_feiry * "Cause this guys going no where! Where you going? No Where!" –Agent Smecker, "Boondock Saints" movie –check it out!-