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Raven winced waiting for the car to impale her, but it didn't come. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a blinding flash. Suddenly she felt her feet leave the concrete and butterflies fling madly around her stomach. The city dematerialized before her eyes and was replaced with a very large tree.
"What the hell?!" she screamed as she scrambled backwards on the branch and rammed into a soft object, lost her seating on the branch, knocked the object down with her, and landed with a subtle 'thud'.
"ACK! GET OFF ME! YOU'RE CRUSHING ME!" she demanded hysterically trying to see where she was and who or what was sitting on her, but she was still fazed from the flash.
"Friend or foe?" the person said in a slightly startled voice getting up instantly, "And how did you appear on the branch?!" he demanded as he jabbed an arrow in her face.
"I don't know how the hell I got here! Quite frankly, I don't know where here is, and I don't know who the hell you are so don't ask if I'm your god- damn friend or not! One more thing, get that fucking arrow away from me you fucking basterd!" she screamed as she ripped it out of his grip and snapped on her knee.
The person gapped at her, "How did you. Never mind, I am Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil, Prince of Mirkwood. I ask you again, friend or foe?"
"What did you say you name was again?!" Raven said in disbelief.
"Legolas Greenleaf." He repeated himself.
"Oh my god. Legolas Greenleaf. Friend." she breathed weakly and fainted.
Legolas swooped down and caught her in mid air, "Milady, are you alright?" he asked, and gently set her on the ground. She had claimed herself to be a friend before she passed out, and he couldn't just leave her here he thought to himself, and with that in mind, he took her back to his camp. He let out a soft sigh, looked at her, and began gathering up firewood.
A while later Raven woke up to see a crackling fire, and a strange male hunching over her.
"Get away from me you freak!" she screamed and scrambled backwards.
"Is that how you thank people for taking you into their camp where you come from?" Legolas asked raising an eyebrow at her, "And I don't believe we have met before. I have told you my name, so what is yours?"
"Sorry, I'm a little out of practice of thanking people. Anyway, the name's Raven." She said holding out her right to be shaken.
"Tis a pleasure to met you." He said as he took her hand and kissed it, "What form of elvish is 'Raven'?
"Ask my dysfunctional parents, and wait, you think I'm an elf?" Raven replied confused, "And you didn't have to kiss my hand." She finished, blushing slightly.
"The ears give it away." Legolas said brushing one finger against his own ear.
"Huh? Oh, right the ears. Here, look," she said starting to pull off her faux elf ears. When she failed, she tried harder, "What the hell?" she whispered slightly startled to herself.
"Milady, what is wrong?" Legolas asked concerned as he took a step towards her.
"Don't call me 'Milady' please." Raven said slightly stressed-out and still pulling. After one more attempt with only pain as a result, she stood up and walked to Legolas. "Legolas, do my ears look different colors at the middle?" she asked walking over to him.
"No, Mi, I mean Raven. The only thing out of the ordinary to me is the fact that they are red from you squeezing them. They look normal enough to me," Legolas replied with growing concern.
"That's easy for you to say," she muttered while she felt her ears. "Wait. did these things get pointier? OH MY GOD I'M AN ELF!" She screamed in delight and amazement, finally getting to the conclusion.
"What is so astonishing? Of course you are an elf. You have been that way since you where born, and won't be changing anytime soon." Legolas said with another confused look.
"I'm sorry for being crazy. I'm just hyper, and a little confused, but that's okay! I'll calm down soon! Do you know where we are?"
"We are just outside the borders of Mirkwood. There were sightings of orc, and I volunteered to hunt them down. We will reach my home tomorrow at midday. I was planning to get there today, but then you fell out of nowhere. Where did you come from?"
"Mirkwood, wow! I'm from Calif-," She paused for a second; she couldn't say that she was from California! One thing would lead to another and next she would be explaining another world, then she would be telling him that he was some fictional character. She couldn't do that. "Uh, let's just say I'm nomadic." After all, it wasn't a total lie.
"How did you just appear on that branch?"
"Uh, I didn't? I was just sitting on the branch above you and I fell asleep, and then I moved, and then I must have eventually fallen on your branch I guess. I mean, it's not like I can just appear out of thin air or something like that!" She replied feeling her face grow a darker red by the second and forced a fake laugh.
"Right." Legolas didn't believe her, but he could didn't want to pressure her. She would tell him on her own time, if ever. "Here, eat this, Raven. It'll give you strength for tomorrow's ride." He said holding out a piece of lembas bread and gave her a soft smile.
"Ride? Did you just say ride? And what is this stuff?" she asked taking the food and sniffing it. She flipped it over half expecting to see 'made in Taiwan' stamped into the bottom.
"Yes, ride. Is there a problem? The food that I have given you is lembas. It was made by the Lady Galadriel herself!"
"Oh, thanks. I'm just not a good horse rider person. I kinda suck at it to tell you the truth." She said modestly, "I'll just walk." Raven finished and quickly ate the elvish bread.
"Don't be silly. I'll ride with you and you'll be fine. Anyway, you should get you rest. I'll stand guard."
"Thank you, but guard against what?" The green-eyed girl asked moving slightly towards Legolas.
"Spiders and orcs." Legolas said keeping his keen eyes focused on the area outside the firelight.
Raven shivered slightly, "Spiders. I hate spiders."
Legolas laughed softly under his breath without looking away from the bushes.
"Anyway, 'night Legolas!" she said as she pulled a blanket around her and ran over all that had happened to her; she was having difficulty believing it all had happened in the first place. She had been murdered, transported to Middle-Earth, rescued by the most attractive thing in existence, and became an elf all in the same afternoon. She couldn't help the smiles as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
After an hour or so Legolas glanced over his shoulder to see if Raven had fallen asleep. Her eyes where closed, which was only something elves do when they are very tired. He smiled softly at the serene expression on her face. Soon, he forgot his guarding duties and watched her for the rest of the night.
Raven winced waiting for the car to impale her, but it didn't come. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a blinding flash. Suddenly she felt her feet leave the concrete and butterflies fling madly around her stomach. The city dematerialized before her eyes and was replaced with a very large tree.
"What the hell?!" she screamed as she scrambled backwards on the branch and rammed into a soft object, lost her seating on the branch, knocked the object down with her, and landed with a subtle 'thud'.
"ACK! GET OFF ME! YOU'RE CRUSHING ME!" she demanded hysterically trying to see where she was and who or what was sitting on her, but she was still fazed from the flash.
"Friend or foe?" the person said in a slightly startled voice getting up instantly, "And how did you appear on the branch?!" he demanded as he jabbed an arrow in her face.
"I don't know how the hell I got here! Quite frankly, I don't know where here is, and I don't know who the hell you are so don't ask if I'm your god- damn friend or not! One more thing, get that fucking arrow away from me you fucking basterd!" she screamed as she ripped it out of his grip and snapped on her knee.
The person gapped at her, "How did you. Never mind, I am Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil, Prince of Mirkwood. I ask you again, friend or foe?"
"What did you say you name was again?!" Raven said in disbelief.
"Legolas Greenleaf." He repeated himself.
"Oh my god. Legolas Greenleaf. Friend." she breathed weakly and fainted.
Legolas swooped down and caught her in mid air, "Milady, are you alright?" he asked, and gently set her on the ground. She had claimed herself to be a friend before she passed out, and he couldn't just leave her here he thought to himself, and with that in mind, he took her back to his camp. He let out a soft sigh, looked at her, and began gathering up firewood.
A while later Raven woke up to see a crackling fire, and a strange male hunching over her.
"Get away from me you freak!" she screamed and scrambled backwards.
"Is that how you thank people for taking you into their camp where you come from?" Legolas asked raising an eyebrow at her, "And I don't believe we have met before. I have told you my name, so what is yours?"
"Sorry, I'm a little out of practice of thanking people. Anyway, the name's Raven." She said holding out her right to be shaken.
"Tis a pleasure to met you." He said as he took her hand and kissed it, "What form of elvish is 'Raven'?
"Ask my dysfunctional parents, and wait, you think I'm an elf?" Raven replied confused, "And you didn't have to kiss my hand." She finished, blushing slightly.
"The ears give it away." Legolas said brushing one finger against his own ear.
"Huh? Oh, right the ears. Here, look," she said starting to pull off her faux elf ears. When she failed, she tried harder, "What the hell?" she whispered slightly startled to herself.
"Milady, what is wrong?" Legolas asked concerned as he took a step towards her.
"Don't call me 'Milady' please." Raven said slightly stressed-out and still pulling. After one more attempt with only pain as a result, she stood up and walked to Legolas. "Legolas, do my ears look different colors at the middle?" she asked walking over to him.
"No, Mi, I mean Raven. The only thing out of the ordinary to me is the fact that they are red from you squeezing them. They look normal enough to me," Legolas replied with growing concern.
"That's easy for you to say," she muttered while she felt her ears. "Wait. did these things get pointier? OH MY GOD I'M AN ELF!" She screamed in delight and amazement, finally getting to the conclusion.
"What is so astonishing? Of course you are an elf. You have been that way since you where born, and won't be changing anytime soon." Legolas said with another confused look.
"I'm sorry for being crazy. I'm just hyper, and a little confused, but that's okay! I'll calm down soon! Do you know where we are?"
"We are just outside the borders of Mirkwood. There were sightings of orc, and I volunteered to hunt them down. We will reach my home tomorrow at midday. I was planning to get there today, but then you fell out of nowhere. Where did you come from?"
"Mirkwood, wow! I'm from Calif-," She paused for a second; she couldn't say that she was from California! One thing would lead to another and next she would be explaining another world, then she would be telling him that he was some fictional character. She couldn't do that. "Uh, let's just say I'm nomadic." After all, it wasn't a total lie.
"How did you just appear on that branch?"
"Uh, I didn't? I was just sitting on the branch above you and I fell asleep, and then I moved, and then I must have eventually fallen on your branch I guess. I mean, it's not like I can just appear out of thin air or something like that!" She replied feeling her face grow a darker red by the second and forced a fake laugh.
"Right." Legolas didn't believe her, but he could didn't want to pressure her. She would tell him on her own time, if ever. "Here, eat this, Raven. It'll give you strength for tomorrow's ride." He said holding out a piece of lembas bread and gave her a soft smile.
"Ride? Did you just say ride? And what is this stuff?" she asked taking the food and sniffing it. She flipped it over half expecting to see 'made in Taiwan' stamped into the bottom.
"Yes, ride. Is there a problem? The food that I have given you is lembas. It was made by the Lady Galadriel herself!"
"Oh, thanks. I'm just not a good horse rider person. I kinda suck at it to tell you the truth." She said modestly, "I'll just walk." Raven finished and quickly ate the elvish bread.
"Don't be silly. I'll ride with you and you'll be fine. Anyway, you should get you rest. I'll stand guard."
"Thank you, but guard against what?" The green-eyed girl asked moving slightly towards Legolas.
"Spiders and orcs." Legolas said keeping his keen eyes focused on the area outside the firelight.
Raven shivered slightly, "Spiders. I hate spiders."
Legolas laughed softly under his breath without looking away from the bushes.
"Anyway, 'night Legolas!" she said as she pulled a blanket around her and ran over all that had happened to her; she was having difficulty believing it all had happened in the first place. She had been murdered, transported to Middle-Earth, rescued by the most attractive thing in existence, and became an elf all in the same afternoon. She couldn't help the smiles as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
After an hour or so Legolas glanced over his shoulder to see if Raven had fallen asleep. Her eyes where closed, which was only something elves do when they are very tired. He smiled softly at the serene expression on her face. Soon, he forgot his guarding duties and watched her for the rest of the night.