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Immortality: Part V We don't say goodbye,

We don't say goodbye

I'll make them all remember me

Cause I have found a dream that must come true

Every ounce of me must see it through

"You're late," Legolas said angrily as she stepped loudly up to him in the empty field.

"A vampire is never late, Legolas, nor is she early. I arrive precisely when I mean to," she answered laughter in her voice.

Legolas pouted at her and turned away.

"You are such a soft one aren't you sweet prince? You I guess I'll leave I doubt you have any questions for me tonight, maybe in a couple of years you'll be over it."

"Don't leave!" he answered turning back, "I want you to stay. I have questions, many in fact!"

She smiled maliciously and laughed. "Ask away, sweet prince."

"Where were you?"

"Terrorizing the Shire," she smiled, "I think a met a few friends of yours, a Samwise, Meriadoc, and Perigrin, they were on their way from the Grey Havens, I read their thoughts and found they had just left Frodo to leave this wonderful shore and live forever in paradise."

"Why ever did he do that?" he asked his eyes wide.

"You know hobbits they're so easily depressed, that ring was just too much for the poor lad."

"Did you talk to them?"

"Yes, I had some very nice conversations with them. Hobbits are a bit folksy for my taste, I prefer the refined as you may well know. It was nice break nonetheless."

"You fed upon hobbits?"

"Yes, sometimes two a night, four when I was particularly famished."

Legolas glowered at her, but continued, "Why did you spend ten years away from me?"

"Because I was seducing another young elf very much like you and when I realized that I'd much rather be with you I sucked him dry and came running back to you. Happy?"

"No," he glowered.

"Figures," she sighed, "but that's the truth. I hate to break it to you, I did spend time up in the Shire, but I went there after my excursion with the other young elf."

"How did he taste?"

"Terrible," she teased, "I'd much rather have a bite of you than all of him any day."

"I'm speechless," he said sarcastically.

"Aren't you always though?"

"True."

"Anymore questions?"

"Yes, many. What are you doing with your life?"

"I'm chasing you across Middle Earth, what does it look like I've been doing. I had to have a bit of a holiday, but I'm back to my regular routine."

"I meant what is your purpose in life?"

"I have no purpose, sweet prince," she sighed, "There is nothing for me but my hunt, I've had nothing to live for." She paused as if just realizing something. "That is until I started plaguing you."

"Don't you love me?"

"You always ask this question."

"Sometimes it changes," he explained raising his eyebrows sorrowfully.

"Sweet prince, I love you more than life itself."

"That's not reassuring."

"It wasn't meant to be."

"Charming," he said mildly, "What about others like you? Do you ever see them?"

"No, they hate me because I kill indifferently or play with my food, so to speak." Dolgurak beamed, showing off her fangs at the joke.

"Did you ever know them?" Legolas crossed his arms as if to warm himself in the cool night air.

"Oh yes, I was quite fond of my kind at one time. Sometimes I dream of them, sometimes I see them hurting you, tearing you to shreds and then I cry over your lifeless form and then walk away to avenge you."

"Really?" he asked skeptically.

"Yes, but that's totally irrational. I would never do that in real life."

"Pity," he sighed and lowered his eyes.

"Do you know what I want to do?"

"What?"

"I want to make a fledgling, one day."

"Who would you make a fledgling?"

"I don't know. I wouldn't do it to you, you'd grow boring after 500 years."

"Thank you so much," he scoffed.

"Very much so," she answered, "I would maybe make a human one or a hobbit, not an elf they're already immortal."

"You're an elf," he reminded her.

"Yes, but I wasn't immortal, I'm not fully elf anyways. I'm half, not that you can tell."

"No, I can't tell. So was this your way of becoming immortal?"

"No, Riok chose me because I looked wonderful in purple."

"And you picked me because..."

"You're absolutely thought provoking!"

Legolas moved forward and kissed Dolgurak gently. "I missed you so much," he said lovingly.

She felt her heartache, and her thirst grow, but she couldn't bring her self to bear her fangs. "I missed you too," she whispered, "Much more than I ever thought."

"Did you really love that elf you killed?"

The compulsion to continue the lie was strong, but the love in her heart was even stronger. "No, never," she breathed.

"Good, because you had me so jealous I could have killed myself."

"That's my job Legolas," she teased tenderly wrapping her arms around him, "Besides, I wouldn't let you, or I'd heal you with my blood."

"Nice to know I have someone looking out for me."

"Yes, I must be off though. I wish I could stay longer," she paused and looked off into the west, "Dammit! I'm being called. By my kind, how strange that is. I hear them speaking my name and asking of my assistance."

"I thought you didn't like them?"

"No, they don't like me, sweet prince. I love them, but not as much as you be assured."

"Can you hear what they want?"

She paused listening to the sounds of the night, "Yes... they have... news of... Riok..."

"I thought he was dead?" he asked.

"He is, but I think they have just found out."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that if I never return sweet prince, you are free to kill yourself."

"You don't really think they'll really kill you... do you?"

"I think they'll try, succeed or not, wait a few years, I'll be back as soon as I can. Goodbye sweet prince."

"We don't say goodbye," he corrected her.

"Why ever did I tell you that?"

"Because we will live forever, and I know you will return to me sooner or later," he explained.

"Don't be so sure," she whispered kissing his cheek and disappearing into the night.

That's right!-DB:D