Disclaimer and note; I do not pretend to own Lord of the Rings blah, blah,
blah. However, You will find very little to do with the LOTR in this fic.
It is based on themes from the movie eg; the city of Riverwood appears very
much like The LOTR city of Gondor, though surrounded by trees. THERE WILL
BE NO LOTR CHARACTERS IN THIS FIC, EVER. Thanks for your time.
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Chap 2
Speechless for a moment, Jenna stared at Trentonio.
"Did she just..."Jenna asked.
"Yes. Yes, she did." Nio shook his head ruefully.
"Are you alright?" Lita asked Alandra, who was shaking.
"Yes... She has a terrible temper... We used to be able to keep it in check! There must be something wrong with her. Speak to her, Jen. You've long been the best speaker amongst us." Alandra said solemnly.
"Well, you've always been able to brighten my day with your gibberish." Nio joked. Jenna slapped him lightly on the arm, smiling.
"I'll speak to her." Jenna went inside and sat beside Dariell.
Lita, Alandra and Nio stared after her.
"Besides," Lita muttered as an afterthought, "Jennafer's the only one of us who is brave enough to face Dariell when she's in this mood... I'd rather battle an elephant using a toothpick." Alandra and Nio couldn't help but nod in agreement.
At the bar, Jenna and Dariell sat in comfortable silence for a moment.
"Another ale, Evangelos!" Dariell called.
"Perhaps you shouldn't, Dariell. You've had a lot already." Jenna said concernedly.
"Bull twang! I'm doing just fine." Dariell roared.
"Really?" Jenna made Dariell look at her.
"How do you do that?" Dariell asked suddenly.
"What?" Jenna asked, raising an eyebrow.
"With one word, you tell me all I need to know about my current behaviour, whether it is alcohol induced or not." Dariell said ashamedly, staring into her empty glass.
Jenna seized the opportunity.
"What's wrong, Dariell?" She asked gently.
Dariell tensed and slowly turned to look at Jenna.
"No." she averted her eyes. Jenna waited. "Ok, yes."
Jenna kept waiting.
"Besides the usual having- no- family thing, I have been noticing of late that-"
Jenna cut in.
"You do have a sister! She may not share your name-"
"Zanthe? Please. To be my sister she'd have to be remotely human. One of our three most- hated rivals." Dariell said disgustedly.
Jenna, of course agreed but she wouldn't admit it. Zanthe Springflower and Dariell Greenstone had been enemies for years. They looked nothing alike, nor did they share the same interests. Unlike Jenna and Spencer.
Zanthe had been adopted and Dariell had lived in the Greenstone orphanage until she'd had the good fortune to save a nobleman's daughter- Alandra- from another such attacker.
In gratitude, the Nobleman had found Dariell an apartment in south Riverwood. Next door to Lita, in fact. Soon after, the nobleman hired Dariell as Alandra's bodyguard.
As Alandra's friend at the time, Jenna had been forced to get to know Dariell and Lita. The four went on to form a friendship that would last for years.
"Yes, Perhaps... but you have us." Jenna said, grinning.
"I do. However, sometimes I get the feeling..." Dariell sighed and looked away.
"Tell me." Jenna prodded.
"I don't fit in. You guys have families and are happy. You even look similar! The only person that looks anything like me in the whole of Riverwood is Zanthe." Dariell reluctantly admitted.
Jenna took a moment to think about this. Dariell was right, in a way. Even Zanthe's hair was going brown. Soon Dariell would be the only blonde in Riverwood. Jenna had always fit in; she couldn't begin to contemplate the loneliness Dariell was feeling.
"At the risk of sounding cliché, your friends will always be here for you. You can alway6s fit in with us, and you will. We're like puzzle pieces- we need each other to be a complete picture." Jenna hugged Dariell.
"My Friend." Dariell whispered.
"Always," Jenna whispered back. "Now- lets dance!"
Chap 2
Speechless for a moment, Jenna stared at Trentonio.
"Did she just..."Jenna asked.
"Yes. Yes, she did." Nio shook his head ruefully.
"Are you alright?" Lita asked Alandra, who was shaking.
"Yes... She has a terrible temper... We used to be able to keep it in check! There must be something wrong with her. Speak to her, Jen. You've long been the best speaker amongst us." Alandra said solemnly.
"Well, you've always been able to brighten my day with your gibberish." Nio joked. Jenna slapped him lightly on the arm, smiling.
"I'll speak to her." Jenna went inside and sat beside Dariell.
Lita, Alandra and Nio stared after her.
"Besides," Lita muttered as an afterthought, "Jennafer's the only one of us who is brave enough to face Dariell when she's in this mood... I'd rather battle an elephant using a toothpick." Alandra and Nio couldn't help but nod in agreement.
At the bar, Jenna and Dariell sat in comfortable silence for a moment.
"Another ale, Evangelos!" Dariell called.
"Perhaps you shouldn't, Dariell. You've had a lot already." Jenna said concernedly.
"Bull twang! I'm doing just fine." Dariell roared.
"Really?" Jenna made Dariell look at her.
"How do you do that?" Dariell asked suddenly.
"What?" Jenna asked, raising an eyebrow.
"With one word, you tell me all I need to know about my current behaviour, whether it is alcohol induced or not." Dariell said ashamedly, staring into her empty glass.
Jenna seized the opportunity.
"What's wrong, Dariell?" She asked gently.
Dariell tensed and slowly turned to look at Jenna.
"No." she averted her eyes. Jenna waited. "Ok, yes."
Jenna kept waiting.
"Besides the usual having- no- family thing, I have been noticing of late that-"
Jenna cut in.
"You do have a sister! She may not share your name-"
"Zanthe? Please. To be my sister she'd have to be remotely human. One of our three most- hated rivals." Dariell said disgustedly.
Jenna, of course agreed but she wouldn't admit it. Zanthe Springflower and Dariell Greenstone had been enemies for years. They looked nothing alike, nor did they share the same interests. Unlike Jenna and Spencer.
Zanthe had been adopted and Dariell had lived in the Greenstone orphanage until she'd had the good fortune to save a nobleman's daughter- Alandra- from another such attacker.
In gratitude, the Nobleman had found Dariell an apartment in south Riverwood. Next door to Lita, in fact. Soon after, the nobleman hired Dariell as Alandra's bodyguard.
As Alandra's friend at the time, Jenna had been forced to get to know Dariell and Lita. The four went on to form a friendship that would last for years.
"Yes, Perhaps... but you have us." Jenna said, grinning.
"I do. However, sometimes I get the feeling..." Dariell sighed and looked away.
"Tell me." Jenna prodded.
"I don't fit in. You guys have families and are happy. You even look similar! The only person that looks anything like me in the whole of Riverwood is Zanthe." Dariell reluctantly admitted.
Jenna took a moment to think about this. Dariell was right, in a way. Even Zanthe's hair was going brown. Soon Dariell would be the only blonde in Riverwood. Jenna had always fit in; she couldn't begin to contemplate the loneliness Dariell was feeling.
"At the risk of sounding cliché, your friends will always be here for you. You can alway6s fit in with us, and you will. We're like puzzle pieces- we need each other to be a complete picture." Jenna hugged Dariell.
"My Friend." Dariell whispered.
"Always," Jenna whispered back. "Now- lets dance!"