Disclaimer: I am not Tolkien, Tolkien wrote Lord of the Rings, so therefore I did not write Lord of the Rings.
A/N: I would like to thank MuseCelestia for beta reading this and Princess Consuella Banana for helping me with canon.
Ianna and Dakanor landed in a tree near Elize's home just in time to see Aragorn carrying her into her hole.
Seeing a strange smile on Dakanor's face, Ianna asked, "What? You already knew the location of the Shire, it is not as if I lead you anywhere!"
"On the contrary, I did not know the location of Elize's home. The Shire is large, it would be easy to search and search but never find."
"But you could have followed her as well, I only knew generally where she lived, just like you. You are growing foolish and illogical, Dakanor. I doubt you will survive much longer," Ianna said, then, seeing the body of a warg, she flew over to it and continued, "This is a warg? How did you bring it here?"
"A creature that relies on deception, such as me, will often learn the tongues of those they may use. I learned the language of the wargs, and after great description of the large number of helpless morsels of such delicious flavor, they could not resist my offer to bring them to the Shire."
Then, noticing that she was no longer hidden, Ianna disappeared. Dakanor glanced around, hoping someone had seen them. It would be ironic if Ianna were executed for the very crime she wished to punish Dakanor for. Knowing Ianna, she might perform the execution herself. Now that would be funny to watch! Much to Dakanor's disappointment, there were no witnesses.
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When Elize awoke, the first thing she saw was Merry and her mother Estella's worried yet relieved faces watching her.
"Are you all right?" Estella asked.
"Yeah…except I'm hungry."
Merry's face brightened a little bit as he said, "Well, that shouldn't be a problem! As soon as we saw that you had lost weight, Pippin offered to help out by making you a little something to eat!"
Elize followed Merry to the kitchen and saw that Pippin had, indeed, made her something to eat. Although, little would not be a word that most people would use to describe that meal. There was a hot, steaming chicken and a beautiful green salad. There were grapes and some tea, and some hot soup too. Pippin had made some mushroom pie as well, and was now putting fresh baked cookies on the table. She then noticed Pippin's son washing berries to help his father, and his wife, Diamond, putting dishes on the table.
Elize rushed over to the table, filled her plate, and quickly began eating. Before long, however, Elize felt strangely ill.
"I-I don't really feel hungry anymore. May I go to my room?"
"Of course," said Merry, worry quickly reappearing on his face, "Is anything the matter?"
"No…I'm sure after a little rest I will be ready to eat," Elize said, before getting up and heading towards her room.
When Elize entered her room, something seemed off. The shadows seemed dark and malicious somehow, and before long she realized that they were twisting and dancing into a familiar shape. Dakanor.
"Why have you come?" asked Elize, "There is no reason for you to be here, I am in the Shire and you have nothing to offer me. Even if I were not in the Shire, I now know what you wish to do to me!"
"What makes you think that you're in the Shire?" asked Dakanor as the walls seemed to change to trees so quickly that Elize almost wondered if she imagined the Shire in the first place, "And what makes you think that Ianna was telling the truth?"
"Why did you take me away from home? You can't kidnap someone and ask them to trust you and kill for you!" said Elize as she began to sob, "I…I just want to go home. Why wont you take me home? Ev…even if I do this you won't take me home. Ianna said…"
"Ianna is a wicked fay, giving you dreams where you see her as a hero, and me as a villain. She never took you to the Shire," Dakanor explained.
"But…but what would she gain by doing that to me?" asked Elize.
"Power. If she leaves you in a blissful dream, she can easily convince you to work for her. Though when sleeping you do not move, she can ask you for a favor and wake you up. Thinking you were teleported, you would not realize her deceit. Using her magic, she would keep you from feeling the bed of sticks you were on, making you feel as if though you had a good meal once you got far enough into the dream that it would be appropriate, keeping you from these pains that you didn't usually feel, so that you wouldn't suspect that you were still in the woods. I saw and recognized what she was doing, so I chased her away and woke you up, breaking her spells."
"But I felt ill, and never ate. I wasn't full, and there was no spell," said Elize.
"What?"
"You lied! You said you saw her cast a spell to make me feel full, but I didn't feel full!" cried Elize.
At that moment Ianna jumped out from the trees with a knife in her hand, then dove at Dakonor and both disappeared.
Elize waited a minute, hoping Ianna would return. It would be horrible if, after all of this, she ended up just stranded in the woods. A few minutes later, Ianna returned. Her hands and forearms were drenched in Dakanor's blood. Ianna's pale green dress was splattered in it, the spots appearing brownish red where the color of her dress' dye and victim's blood had mixed.
"I'm sorry I was a bit late stopping Dakanor from taking you, I guess my attention lapsed and I…"
"You killed her…" whispered Elize.
"Well, yes. But…you knew I was going to do that."
It was true, Elize did know, yet it was horrible for her. She thought about the fact that just five minutes ago, Dakanor was alive, talking to her. Though she did hate Dakanor, Elize had never experienced something like this before. To know a person, hear them, see them and then one minute later have them cease to be. To have all that was left of them be a mangled corpse, empty and lifeless. She was glad she did not have to see the body, since seeing the blood was too much for her. Elize felt a wave of illness and disgust come over her, and soon she began to vomit.
Realizing the cause, Ianna said, "Poor thing, it is a good thing you didn't kill that man. It really isn't in your nature to kill, if you react so strongly from simply knowing a murder took place."
Elize blinked, and when she opened her eyes, she was in her room once more, with Ianna standing at the foot of her bed. Elize closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. She felt small, delicate arms wrap around her and a sticky wetness soak into her clothes. She'd have to wash them later when no one was around, or else she'd have some questions to answer and mistrust from other hobbits to deal with. Elize didn't know whether she wanted to hug Ianna back, thankful that she had brought her home, or push her away, disgusted that this bloody murderess was touching her. She decided to do neither, remembering how delicate these fay were. Soon she felt those arms disappear, and when she opened her eyes, Ianna was gone.
The End
A/N: I would like to thank MuseCelestia for beta reading this and Princess Consuella Banana for helping me with canon.
Ianna and Dakanor landed in a tree near Elize's home just in time to see Aragorn carrying her into her hole.
Seeing a strange smile on Dakanor's face, Ianna asked, "What? You already knew the location of the Shire, it is not as if I lead you anywhere!"
"On the contrary, I did not know the location of Elize's home. The Shire is large, it would be easy to search and search but never find."
"But you could have followed her as well, I only knew generally where she lived, just like you. You are growing foolish and illogical, Dakanor. I doubt you will survive much longer," Ianna said, then, seeing the body of a warg, she flew over to it and continued, "This is a warg? How did you bring it here?"
"A creature that relies on deception, such as me, will often learn the tongues of those they may use. I learned the language of the wargs, and after great description of the large number of helpless morsels of such delicious flavor, they could not resist my offer to bring them to the Shire."
Then, noticing that she was no longer hidden, Ianna disappeared. Dakanor glanced around, hoping someone had seen them. It would be ironic if Ianna were executed for the very crime she wished to punish Dakanor for. Knowing Ianna, she might perform the execution herself. Now that would be funny to watch! Much to Dakanor's disappointment, there were no witnesses.
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When Elize awoke, the first thing she saw was Merry and her mother Estella's worried yet relieved faces watching her.
"Are you all right?" Estella asked.
"Yeah…except I'm hungry."
Merry's face brightened a little bit as he said, "Well, that shouldn't be a problem! As soon as we saw that you had lost weight, Pippin offered to help out by making you a little something to eat!"
Elize followed Merry to the kitchen and saw that Pippin had, indeed, made her something to eat. Although, little would not be a word that most people would use to describe that meal. There was a hot, steaming chicken and a beautiful green salad. There were grapes and some tea, and some hot soup too. Pippin had made some mushroom pie as well, and was now putting fresh baked cookies on the table. She then noticed Pippin's son washing berries to help his father, and his wife, Diamond, putting dishes on the table.
Elize rushed over to the table, filled her plate, and quickly began eating. Before long, however, Elize felt strangely ill.
"I-I don't really feel hungry anymore. May I go to my room?"
"Of course," said Merry, worry quickly reappearing on his face, "Is anything the matter?"
"No…I'm sure after a little rest I will be ready to eat," Elize said, before getting up and heading towards her room.
When Elize entered her room, something seemed off. The shadows seemed dark and malicious somehow, and before long she realized that they were twisting and dancing into a familiar shape. Dakanor.
"Why have you come?" asked Elize, "There is no reason for you to be here, I am in the Shire and you have nothing to offer me. Even if I were not in the Shire, I now know what you wish to do to me!"
"What makes you think that you're in the Shire?" asked Dakanor as the walls seemed to change to trees so quickly that Elize almost wondered if she imagined the Shire in the first place, "And what makes you think that Ianna was telling the truth?"
"Why did you take me away from home? You can't kidnap someone and ask them to trust you and kill for you!" said Elize as she began to sob, "I…I just want to go home. Why wont you take me home? Ev…even if I do this you won't take me home. Ianna said…"
"Ianna is a wicked fay, giving you dreams where you see her as a hero, and me as a villain. She never took you to the Shire," Dakanor explained.
"But…but what would she gain by doing that to me?" asked Elize.
"Power. If she leaves you in a blissful dream, she can easily convince you to work for her. Though when sleeping you do not move, she can ask you for a favor and wake you up. Thinking you were teleported, you would not realize her deceit. Using her magic, she would keep you from feeling the bed of sticks you were on, making you feel as if though you had a good meal once you got far enough into the dream that it would be appropriate, keeping you from these pains that you didn't usually feel, so that you wouldn't suspect that you were still in the woods. I saw and recognized what she was doing, so I chased her away and woke you up, breaking her spells."
"But I felt ill, and never ate. I wasn't full, and there was no spell," said Elize.
"What?"
"You lied! You said you saw her cast a spell to make me feel full, but I didn't feel full!" cried Elize.
At that moment Ianna jumped out from the trees with a knife in her hand, then dove at Dakonor and both disappeared.
Elize waited a minute, hoping Ianna would return. It would be horrible if, after all of this, she ended up just stranded in the woods. A few minutes later, Ianna returned. Her hands and forearms were drenched in Dakanor's blood. Ianna's pale green dress was splattered in it, the spots appearing brownish red where the color of her dress' dye and victim's blood had mixed.
"I'm sorry I was a bit late stopping Dakanor from taking you, I guess my attention lapsed and I…"
"You killed her…" whispered Elize.
"Well, yes. But…you knew I was going to do that."
It was true, Elize did know, yet it was horrible for her. She thought about the fact that just five minutes ago, Dakanor was alive, talking to her. Though she did hate Dakanor, Elize had never experienced something like this before. To know a person, hear them, see them and then one minute later have them cease to be. To have all that was left of them be a mangled corpse, empty and lifeless. She was glad she did not have to see the body, since seeing the blood was too much for her. Elize felt a wave of illness and disgust come over her, and soon she began to vomit.
Realizing the cause, Ianna said, "Poor thing, it is a good thing you didn't kill that man. It really isn't in your nature to kill, if you react so strongly from simply knowing a murder took place."
Elize blinked, and when she opened her eyes, she was in her room once more, with Ianna standing at the foot of her bed. Elize closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. She felt small, delicate arms wrap around her and a sticky wetness soak into her clothes. She'd have to wash them later when no one was around, or else she'd have some questions to answer and mistrust from other hobbits to deal with. Elize didn't know whether she wanted to hug Ianna back, thankful that she had brought her home, or push her away, disgusted that this bloody murderess was touching her. She decided to do neither, remembering how delicate these fay were. Soon she felt those arms disappear, and when she opened her eyes, Ianna was gone.
The End