Chapter 2, Split into a Thousand Pieces
By: SilverRose82
Callisto Star : I make some of the craziest mistakes, but I some how find it humorous. Eh, I got a hold of the Unfinished Tales, I'll probably have to go out and buy Morgoth's Ring on Elfish cultures and all that other jazz. I don't know. I'm going to enjoy this clean slate to write on, if I continue, times so short with all these College classes and senior class meetings.
hiyayaka : umm, yeah. Didn't read BoS did ya?
Silverpaws the silver Nukachu
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Cosmos stared out into the blankness of the world around her, her eyes wondered as she took in the sight of magnificent moss covered tree trunks and the steel paleness of the forest fog that swirled around her. Spinning her staff she willed her crystal weapon away as she began to follow the nearly invisible path below her feet. Her whole body ready for any attack or ambush that might occur should she not be alert to the new world around her.
Glaring heavily she smacked away tall greenery and unlucky sapling branches. She had expected life, but the life that she was presented with was not what she had expected, who would expect to appear in a forest in unfamiliar terrain, regardless of the fact that she knew everything that she needed to know about the planet the second her feet touched the forest green moss covered ground. Her silver eyes and hair blended into the fog around has as she gazed off into the darkness of the forest shadows. Her eyes picked up the faint scurrying of creatures, what sort of creature she was unable to detect but something about those creatures made her want to hurry. Even though she knew that the forest she was walking through was safe of evils it did not mean that she was safe of native creatures.
Shaking her head the silver soldier of the Cosmos stared farther into the distance, trying to gather her barring in her new world, everything about this planet, Ennorath threw her off. She froze, the scurrying had vanished, but Cosmos could hear the nearly silent whispers that floated above her, lowering her gaze she tilted her head to the side and narrowed her eyes as she began to concentrate on the words above her. Turning her head to the other side, she smirked, a smirk that was normally only reserved for her enemies, a smirk that tended to send people shaking when they saw it appear on such a gentle and innocent looking woman.
Glancing down at her feet, she began to walk again, the whispers followed overhead with every step that she took, however, Cosmos's mind was no longer on those confused whispers. Whispered that were not the trees, for the only trees that could speak were not in this forest and of that she was sure, they were much to close to the evils of this world. Stopping once more, Cosmos looked straight above her, and in the windless canopy she saw movement among the branches. She decided to play with the minds of her stalkers. Walking forward the Silver Soldier vanished suddenly only to appear above the surprised heads of two males. One dressed in garbs of olive green, his chestnut hair shown even in the minuet light that seeped through the dancing upper canopy, his sky blue eyes danced with mirth as he gazed at his companion, a man with muted golded hair and piercing ice blue eyes, his garb was regal in appearance a royal blue with silver stitched embroidery.
Cosmos smiled slightly at their expressions before she gazed at them unnervingly, her silver eyes shown off the faint sunlight, glittering dangerously before the two of them as she perched on the branch just above them. Neither of the two groups spoke as they waged a silent staring war against each other. Standing up on the sturdy branch Cosmos smirked as the two males began to speak rapidly to one another, a language that was known to Cosmos but not perfectly, it would take her a while to learn all the languages of this world.
"Milady, who are you? To disappear from below only to reappear above." The chestnut youth questioned as he and his companion began their decent from the treetops, Cosmos smiled softly as she watched them before leaping from the branch she had been perched upon to the forest floor below. Landing in a crouched position she rose slowly, only to smile at the two men standing beside the grey roots of the majestic tree.
"I am Cosmos." She answered her voice only but whispered the words she truly hated to speak, words that were forever to be her mantra in a universe that she guarded but no longer belonged. Pushing stray strands of hair behind her back, she sighed as not a single lock moved it lay against her back falling towards the forest floor, in silver perfection.
Her so-called perfection had come at a hard price when she had lived on an earth that was near the beginnings of a giant war. A war of machines, gigantic humanoid like machines of great strength and power. Her perfection had caused two children to be born into that war, both would never know their past, both would never know who they truly were because they had been taken from her the moment of their birth. She had watched them, watched them from afar as they went through their horrors and heartaches, she forever wished that she could have taken them from those pains but the life of Cosmos allowed no interference. So she was forced to watch as one became perfect and the other the shadow of death. Her children were all warriors, all of them at some point in their life raised a weapon of sorts against an enemy, some sooner than others. All were orphaned, all left without their memories, all in which she was forced to sit back and watch as their destinies played out before them without her. Without her.
"A peculiar name, milady, but from the powers you appear to possess maybe not as peculiar as it seems." The chestnut haired man spoke once again. Cosmos turned to gaze at him and his companion, studying them she shook her head, she placed them in their category. Elves, they were one of the races of Middle Earth, one of the superior races with their intelligence and knowledge to communicate with living creatures.
"Not my name, my title, but pray tell what is you and your companion's name and where am I?" Cosmos spoke softly as she gazed between the two of them waiting for either of them to speak. Closing her eyes for a moment she tuned out the sounds about her and listened to the song of the stars, the mecha war was beginning.
"I am Lómáldor and this is Thranduil, prince of Greenwood the Great. Milady." Lómáldor spoke his voice no longer held the accusing tones Cosmos had heard hidden beneath his gentleness. Looking at him once more she smiled, smiled truly for once in her long life there was rarely anything that she had to smile about. Being ripped away from her children had made her bitter, even though Chaos would take many years to regroup and counter attack her. His workings still ran rampant throughout the universe and he still could rain pain upon her. He, her other half, her only true soul mate could still torment her, still destroy her even if he had fallen to defeat by her hand. Because a world without Chaos did not exist, and the only such world that did was the dream world of Elysion.
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Was going to start another way, but the only forest by the coast is a dark forest, don't remember the name of it. ::Shrugs::
Hope you enjoyed this chapter sorry for the long delay. Have no reason for it other than I don't have as many liberal teachers as I did last year that would let me write during class as long as I paid attention to the goings on and could answer stuff when asked. And I'm not as sure about what I want to do with this anymore, I was really hyped about writing about this before BoS ended but after that it kind of went down hill.
UPDATE: After this chapter Looking Glass and all my other SM/LotR stories will be coming to a halt. The lack of response is finally catching up to me and when I put in a lot of time and effort into these stories and no one reviews it really damps a person's spirit. It'll take a hell of a lot of something to get me to update these stories again.
Review, Thanks, and Goodnight :
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