April: Sorry it's taken so long. I've had a small bit of writers block on this chapter. Also, this will be my last update here for a couple weeks, because I'm going on vacation. I'll update when I get back.
Haili: Sure.
April: I will!
Haili: You ALWAYS say that.
April: Your point?
Haili: You never do.
April: Yes I do!
Haili: sure. April does not own LOTR.
Chapter 13: The rest of the story
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Gandalf looked up at Elrond as he walked outside, the snowstorm still raging. Gandalf gestured that they go inside and join the hobbits. Elrond nodded and the two proceeded inside.
Once they were no longer in the blizzard Gandalf took Elrond aside. "I was telling the hobbits a story, and think I figured out what's going on. This is how the story goes.
"This is a tale from long ago, about the girl warrior Viresse lote. It is an elvish name, meaning April flower. Now Viresse Lote was a beautiful girl. She had light brown hair that ran down to her waist. It waved like the ocean down her back, and she smelled of flowers, always flowers. She was different from her sister and brother. Her brother, Beleg taren meaning strong prince, just focused on learning to rule his kingdom. Her sister, maksa rosa meaning soft rain, thought solely of her beauty and how not to disturb it.
But Viresse lote, she was different. She stood in the rain just to feel in on her head. Stood in the wind just so her light hair would fly. Dove in rivers, fought in battles, but only when she snuck off. Her beautiful red dress that reached to her ankles was cut. She cut it with a dagger so it ran jaggedly across her knees.
Viresse lote liked doing things her own way. Her family didn't understand her, for none of the girls in the family had ever acted this way. She snuck off to battles and came back unscathed...most of the time. She'd hurt herself a fair number of times too. Broken arm, stab wound, but she always managed to come back alive, and pull through her injuries.
One day the clouds were in the sky, looking so friendly that you could grab them and hold them tight. After fifteen minutes though, a snowstorm began. They didn't know how there could be a snowstorm, as it was the middle of July. Viresse lote thought she saw something disappear behind a bush, something blood red.
Viresse lote ran after what she saw, and soon came upon a terrible creature. She couldn't describe it. The evil captured the young elf, freezing her and leaving her to die a terrible death. She luckily was found though, and went back to skipping through flowers, but never forgot what had happened to her.
The evil was chased away, and it's staff stolen. Without the magic it had lived off of for so long, it couldn't survive. But someone helped the evil regain his staff, and he hasn't been seen since. Until now."
Elrond stared hard at Gandalf. "You believe this to be true then? This is what you believe to be threatening middle Earth?"
"Yes," Gandalf said.
Elrond nodded. "As do I."
/.../.../.../.../.../.../
Legolas and Aragorn were both listening to this conversation, for they had been talking outside their room. They glanced at each other, sharing questioning looks before hearing more.
"But what does it mean?"
"It means we are in grave danger. If indeed this is the same power as before, this evil will be able to freeze the deserts and melt the snow off the mountain peaks. Destroying people will be easy, as he destroyed Viresse lote. Her spirit was still frozen, even if she was not."
"We should not tell Aragorn or Legolas of this. You know how they run into things without thinking sometimes," they heard Elrond say.
Aragorn glared at the door. "We do not," he said.
The voices faltered. The two quickly got into their beds and feigned sleep. As the elf and wizard peered in from the now open door, Gandalf said one thing.
"I do not know if even they can destroy this evil."
With that the door closed and Legolas could hear the footsteps of them leaving. He looked at Aragorn and then Aragorn looked at him. They shared an understanding look.
We are going to find and destroy this evil now.
/.../.../.../.../.../
Pippin dodged past Merry and ran to another tree, hiding behind it. He grinned and quickly ran off, hoping to loose his cousin.
()()() FLASHBACK ()()()
Merry bent over his stew with a smile on his face. He was starving. As he reached for his spoon, he found it wasn't there. Turning in all directions, he finally spotted it on the floor a few feet away. He shrugged and went to retrieve it.
When he got back, his stew was gone. "My stew! Where did it go?" he asked. He looked all around him but didn't see it.
Up the stairs by the table, Pippin was trying not to laugh. His grip on Merry's stew slipped, and the bowl went falling and drenching is cousin in stew. Pippin burst out laughing.
Merry heard this and looked up to see his cousin clutching an apple and trying to stay upright. "When I get a hold of you Pippin," Merry said, leaving the threat unfinished.
The next thing he knew an apple was bouncing off his head. That's it he thought to himself and chased after his running cousin.
()()() END FLASHBACK ()()()
"Merry you should really pay more attention to your stuff," Pippin said laughing.
"Pippin..." Merry said, glaring at his cousin.
Frodo walked in between the two and glared at both of them. "You guys act like children!"
"But," the two said together.
"No buts," Frodo said, eyeing them both.
A distant rumble of thunder caught their attention.
/.../.../.../.../.../.../.../
Aragorn and Legolas had gotten ready quickly and were now outside, where the snow had stopped and was already melted.
Elrond looked at the two, already knowing what they were going to say.
"We want to go destroy the new evil," Aragorn stated.
"The Orcs are moving at a rapid pace and if we don't overtake them and the one commanding them, middle earth will be doomed," Legolas said.
"No," Elrond said plainly, turning away.
"We have to go! We need to defeat this new evil!" Aragorn said loudly, angry that his father would not let him go.
"It is too dangerous now that all the Orcs have moved. We don't even know where they are any longer," Elrond reasoned.
"I'm going."
"You won't have to go far, the Orcs are on our borders!" Elladan shouted, running outside.
/.../.../.../.../.../.../
Sorry to leave you off like that, but I have four others fics to update before Friday. I'll be on vacation for a week, so don't expect any updates for a while.
I'm not going to answer reviews today since I have not got the time, but I appreciate all you reviewers!
Please review!
Haili: Sure.
April: I will!
Haili: You ALWAYS say that.
April: Your point?
Haili: You never do.
April: Yes I do!
Haili: sure. April does not own LOTR.
Chapter 13: The rest of the story
/.../.../.../.../.../.../.../
Gandalf looked up at Elrond as he walked outside, the snowstorm still raging. Gandalf gestured that they go inside and join the hobbits. Elrond nodded and the two proceeded inside.
Once they were no longer in the blizzard Gandalf took Elrond aside. "I was telling the hobbits a story, and think I figured out what's going on. This is how the story goes.
"This is a tale from long ago, about the girl warrior Viresse lote. It is an elvish name, meaning April flower. Now Viresse Lote was a beautiful girl. She had light brown hair that ran down to her waist. It waved like the ocean down her back, and she smelled of flowers, always flowers. She was different from her sister and brother. Her brother, Beleg taren meaning strong prince, just focused on learning to rule his kingdom. Her sister, maksa rosa meaning soft rain, thought solely of her beauty and how not to disturb it.
But Viresse lote, she was different. She stood in the rain just to feel in on her head. Stood in the wind just so her light hair would fly. Dove in rivers, fought in battles, but only when she snuck off. Her beautiful red dress that reached to her ankles was cut. She cut it with a dagger so it ran jaggedly across her knees.
Viresse lote liked doing things her own way. Her family didn't understand her, for none of the girls in the family had ever acted this way. She snuck off to battles and came back unscathed...most of the time. She'd hurt herself a fair number of times too. Broken arm, stab wound, but she always managed to come back alive, and pull through her injuries.
One day the clouds were in the sky, looking so friendly that you could grab them and hold them tight. After fifteen minutes though, a snowstorm began. They didn't know how there could be a snowstorm, as it was the middle of July. Viresse lote thought she saw something disappear behind a bush, something blood red.
Viresse lote ran after what she saw, and soon came upon a terrible creature. She couldn't describe it. The evil captured the young elf, freezing her and leaving her to die a terrible death. She luckily was found though, and went back to skipping through flowers, but never forgot what had happened to her.
The evil was chased away, and it's staff stolen. Without the magic it had lived off of for so long, it couldn't survive. But someone helped the evil regain his staff, and he hasn't been seen since. Until now."
Elrond stared hard at Gandalf. "You believe this to be true then? This is what you believe to be threatening middle Earth?"
"Yes," Gandalf said.
Elrond nodded. "As do I."
/.../.../.../.../.../.../
Legolas and Aragorn were both listening to this conversation, for they had been talking outside their room. They glanced at each other, sharing questioning looks before hearing more.
"But what does it mean?"
"It means we are in grave danger. If indeed this is the same power as before, this evil will be able to freeze the deserts and melt the snow off the mountain peaks. Destroying people will be easy, as he destroyed Viresse lote. Her spirit was still frozen, even if she was not."
"We should not tell Aragorn or Legolas of this. You know how they run into things without thinking sometimes," they heard Elrond say.
Aragorn glared at the door. "We do not," he said.
The voices faltered. The two quickly got into their beds and feigned sleep. As the elf and wizard peered in from the now open door, Gandalf said one thing.
"I do not know if even they can destroy this evil."
With that the door closed and Legolas could hear the footsteps of them leaving. He looked at Aragorn and then Aragorn looked at him. They shared an understanding look.
We are going to find and destroy this evil now.
/.../.../.../.../.../
Pippin dodged past Merry and ran to another tree, hiding behind it. He grinned and quickly ran off, hoping to loose his cousin.
()()() FLASHBACK ()()()
Merry bent over his stew with a smile on his face. He was starving. As he reached for his spoon, he found it wasn't there. Turning in all directions, he finally spotted it on the floor a few feet away. He shrugged and went to retrieve it.
When he got back, his stew was gone. "My stew! Where did it go?" he asked. He looked all around him but didn't see it.
Up the stairs by the table, Pippin was trying not to laugh. His grip on Merry's stew slipped, and the bowl went falling and drenching is cousin in stew. Pippin burst out laughing.
Merry heard this and looked up to see his cousin clutching an apple and trying to stay upright. "When I get a hold of you Pippin," Merry said, leaving the threat unfinished.
The next thing he knew an apple was bouncing off his head. That's it he thought to himself and chased after his running cousin.
()()() END FLASHBACK ()()()
"Merry you should really pay more attention to your stuff," Pippin said laughing.
"Pippin..." Merry said, glaring at his cousin.
Frodo walked in between the two and glared at both of them. "You guys act like children!"
"But," the two said together.
"No buts," Frodo said, eyeing them both.
A distant rumble of thunder caught their attention.
/.../.../.../.../.../.../.../
Aragorn and Legolas had gotten ready quickly and were now outside, where the snow had stopped and was already melted.
Elrond looked at the two, already knowing what they were going to say.
"We want to go destroy the new evil," Aragorn stated.
"The Orcs are moving at a rapid pace and if we don't overtake them and the one commanding them, middle earth will be doomed," Legolas said.
"No," Elrond said plainly, turning away.
"We have to go! We need to defeat this new evil!" Aragorn said loudly, angry that his father would not let him go.
"It is too dangerous now that all the Orcs have moved. We don't even know where they are any longer," Elrond reasoned.
"I'm going."
"You won't have to go far, the Orcs are on our borders!" Elladan shouted, running outside.
/.../.../.../.../.../.../
Sorry to leave you off like that, but I have four others fics to update before Friday. I'll be on vacation for a week, so don't expect any updates for a while.
I'm not going to answer reviews today since I have not got the time, but I appreciate all you reviewers!
Please review!