Cats and Elves

by Karushna5

Elladan unknowingly gets a werecat for a pet. Someone finds out and he wants the cat, but is there more to this than any of them had ever delt with before.

11. A Challenge Called

A/N: Sorry it took a lot longer then normal, but I've been playing around on other fanfic websites. I also started posting another story.

Also I've reposted ch.10 and added some things. I put it out a little premature so go back and read it.

-Beginning 'n' End- Es Ok. Thanks for reviewing though I was getting desperate for reviews.

-Zammy- Here it is

-Lyn- Thanks for your help. I was trying not to mess up, but the chapter was a little rushed.

Chapter 11: A Challenge Called

Helsing reached weathertop a few days ago. He was halfway to the sight where his prey had last been spotted near Rivendell. When he saw the man called Strider leave Bree a weak ago he had sent off the hawk Ferill to watch him. The birds owner was dead might as well use him while he could. The birds mission was simple, if the human ever finds the cat then the bird was to return and Helsing would follow him to where Ferill had last seen the man. If not then the bird was to stay and watch Strider, until he said otherwise.

It was a hastily made plan that Helsing didn't like. It was too random, too many things could go wrong, but it was the only thing he could go on. A man who even knew of werecats must come in contact with at least one. Plus the fact the man was headed in the direction of Rivendell, near where his prey had last been spotted maybe he would get lucky and this Strider fellow would find his white cat. One could only hope.

After a few days rest at weathertop, only six days from Rivendell, he decided it was time to head out again. He would go to Rivendell and take advantage of the famed hospitality of the Elven Lord that ruled the ancient elven city. As he traveled through the city he would discreetly search for any sign of his quarry. At least that was the plan. Another one he didn't like. However, he was not about to give up his chase of these animals, he would do all in his power to get rid of these creatures.

He moved his hand to his side as if it pained him. Under the coat and shirt was four deep scars. He had acquired these thirty years ago. It was during an assassination attempt, two werecats had come into his home unnoticed by him.

Flashback

He was in the caves he had built his house in front of, working with his potions, creating and experimenting. The sound of something breaking inside his house startled him. Grabbing a silver dagger from the far wall, he cautiously made his way upstairs. Dagger ready he slowly opened the door.

Helsing peered into the moonlight darkness. A light breeze ruffled the curtains in the cool night air. Not daring to light a candle he made his way silently through the house. Helsing looked around the room as he inspected every corner in the dark. When he got to his kitchen he saw one of the clay plates given to him by Marcy, shattered on the wood floor.

As he inspected the kitchen for who or what had broken in, two sets of glowing eyes went unnoticed behind him. They struck without warning.

Feeling searing pain in his side Helsing turned to face the monsters. Dagger in hand he lashed out at his attackers missing one of them. The dagger sliced through flesh. One of the creatures screeched in immense pain. That was when Helsing realized the attacker wasn't human, but a werecreature.

He lashed out again at the shadowed figure forcing them to retreat into the living room. It was then he realized there wasn't one, but two and the way they moved suggested they weren't quite used to fighting in close quarters with each other and an attacker. Helsing used this to his advantage.

One of the creatures lunged for him. Thinking quickly Helsing flopped back first to the floor. Digging his feet into the creatures stomach he flipped it off him, before it could strike. The creatures back hit the far wall momentarily stunning it.

Taking the opportunity offered to him the other creature attacked. He ran to a wall a rebounded his body off it heading towards Helsing, who was still on the floor. Thinking mostly on instinct he raise the blade before the creature hit.

Hot blood sprayed all over Helsing's upper torso. Not a sound was made. He waited to see if the body on top of him would move any while at the same time waiting to see if the other creature would attack to avenge the fallen comrade. When nothing happened he slowly pushed the body off him. He jumped at the sound of the front door opening. Turning around he saw a shadowed figure leaving his house. Helsing gave chase determined not to let them get away.

He reached the dirt street outside his house the shadowed figure stood waiting for him. In the moon light he saw what the darkness of his house had hidden. The creature was a werecat. More specifically a female werecat. Only cold looks passed between them. Neither moved a muscle.

"I'll come back for you to avenge my fallen friends, Helsing. Mark my words." and with that she disappeared into the night. Helsing never saw her again.

End Flashback

Helsing never saw her again. All he had to remind him of that night were the scars she had left on his side.

A loud screeching sound reached his ears from above him, Ferill had come back to him. Maybe he wasn't as lost as he thought he was. A toothy smile crossed Helsings face.

Rivendell

After they ate all five set out on foot. Elrond and Gandalf watched from the balcony outside the library.

Elrond sat with a cool cup of an after breakfast tea he liked to drink and watched them leave. A light warm breeze ruffled his hair. However, he wasn't enjoying it he was worried about his sons (Legolas included). What would they find? Were Jaynas campaigns like her or fierce like the rumors say.

Erestor was going through all the documents looking for anything on werecats or Bastet.

So far he had come up with only what they already knew, but nothing on what had happened to them or if they had truly died out.

Elrond stared in a daze at the spot where the boys stood before disappearing into the woods. He was thinking about Jayna, she hadn't threatened them any, except if one happened to be a mouse. This set his mind forward a few days to the full moon. 'How do werecats react to a full moon?'he thought.

Gandalf sighed, "She was not suppose to come here."

"What was that, mellon nin?" asked Elrond

"The girl, Jayna." Gandalf looked to Elrond, "She wasn't suppose to come this far north from her home."

"How do you know this." Elrond didn't trust the werecat.

The wizard pulled his pipe from inside the sleeve of his robes. "I spoke with her grandmother a month back." Elrond wrinkled his nose at the smell of burning pipe weed. After a few puffs Gandalf continued, "Siberagha,[ pronounced Sigh-br-uh] I believe is how it's pronounced, is the leader of their clan. She is one of the most influential and powerful among the changelings. You would do well to make an alliance with them."

Elrond did not like that idea. He could learn to live with the Bastet even be in their presence, but to form allies that was a whole other matter. "They are werecats Gandalf, created by Melkor to fight alongside his werewolves and vampires."

"Their account of history speaks of a different tale my friend. You might be surprised by what you find."

They spent the rest of the morning in silence before Elrond was dragged away for documents that needed his attention.

Aragorn traveled the familiar well worn path the twins had been on only a week before.

He wasn't quite sure what to do. Elves were the most perfect creatures the Valor created, how could they not sense a werecat living among them. This made him wonder if there were any others they never noticed before. Then there was Helsing. The man was hunting the girl his brother had befriended. He couldn't hand her over to him. Elladan would despair at the thought of giving up a child to a hunter to be killed. He just couldn't do it. Deciding it would be better if he forgot about Helsing and not tell his brothers about his prey. After all how could Helsing possibly find him. He would have to come all the way to Rivendell and Jayna could just become a cat again and they could hide her easily.

Legolas didn't know what to think of Jayna. He had seen many strange things in his life, but werecats were another matter. They weren't like spiders and orcs as far as fighting styles went, but he figured if a hobbit could defeat a dragon then he most certainly can handle a werecat, and child werecat at that.

Legolas wasn't the only one who wasn't sure on his feelings about Jayna Elrohir also wasn't sure. He did however trust Elladan's decisions on people (or in this case creatures) and was a lot more excepting of the girl. He was still weary of her, more from the protectiveness of his nature than any real sense of threat.

Elladan kept Jayna at his side preventing any harm that may come to his young charge. He wasn't sure how everyone would react to her. He didn't want any harm to come to the one who so freely offered her love and respect to him. However, he didn't want any harm to come his family because of this. If any thing happened to them…. He shook his head slightly to remove the thoughts to something else. His thoughts traveled back to the dream he had the night before. He had lied to everyone when he said he couldn't remember what had happened in his dreams. He only wished that they would never come true. Besides, he enjoyed having Jayna around it reminded him of when Estel was little and how he would look up to them, wanting nothing more than to be in their presence. Those were the days that brought smiles to the older elfs face, and he was happy to have it again with this little one around. He didn't want to admit it, but it would make him sad to see her go back to her kind.

Deciding that taking the bridge located not too far from where they swam would be better then swimming to the other side and having to where wet clothes until they returned home. After a few hours they reached the clearing where Elladan had found Jayna.

"Well where do we start?" asked Aragorn

"How about where you found Jayna, Elladan." said Legolas

"That sounds like a good place." Elladan started walking to where he had found the box. At least where he thought he had found the box. Looking around he saw no sign of the wood box with the nails in it. "It was around here somewhere. Help me find it."

"What did it look like?" asked Elrohir

"It was a solid wood box with three slits on he top and nails imbedded in the sides. There was a door that opened up to revel the nails. It was only big enough to fit Jayna inside as a cat. Any bigger and she'd impale herself on them."

While the elves were searching the grass none noticed Jayna stiffly walking towards the woods away from the elves.

It was then Elladan remembered the boy that had taunted Jayna's captives. "No, the best place to start looking would be over their." he turned to see Jayna walking towards the woods. "Jayna where are going." he called

Jayna didn't seem to hear him. Elladan followed her as she walked into the woods. When he caught up with her he started to pull her back to where he had left he others, but Jayna had rooted herself to the spot. "Jayna, come back to the clearing with me. Tis not safe here."

"They were here." whispered Jayna

"Who was?"

"My pack. The others I came with. They were here, but no longer." Elladan released her. Jayna walked a little further and stopped at a small grassy cliff. Elladan was shocked at what he saw.

Bodies were everywhere littered the ground. Elladan called out to the others. The sight was enough to nearly make him sick. Aragorn was the first to arrive, but left abruptly to empty his stomach behind a nearby tree. Legolas comforted his sick friend as the contents of his stomach left him. He held back his hair and rubbed soothing circles along his back hoping to ease the mans stomach.

Elrohir was also shocked at what he saw and instantly covered Jaynas eyes, hoping to protect her from the sight before her. Jayna pushed his hand away and continued to calmly stare at the ground.

Elladan was the first to speak, "You know who did this, don't you Jayna?"

"Yes." Jayna looked at the older elf, "My pack. These are the men who attacked us. So they weren't going to allow them to get away." Jayna laughed a little, "Wolfgang wont be happy when he finds out about this."

Elrohir gulped, "Who's Wolfgang?"

"Our teacher in the art of fighting."

Legolas was the next to speak, "Let us leave this place. Estel cannot look upon this place without feeling sick, and I can barley hold my breakfast down for much longer." he spoke the next in elvish, {This is what we are now up against. Perhaps we should leave her here or nearby so her comrades do not mistake us for those who might harm her.}

Elladan also spoke in elvish, {Nay I wont leave her alone. How could they possibly mistake us for attackers.} switching to common, "We will stay in the field until we find them or they find us."

Aragorn looked at his brothers, "I found some interesting tracks not far from here. We should fallow them."

Legolas volunteered, "I will go with you."

"Yes with creatures like these around who knows what you will run into. Keep your weapons ready and be careful." said Elladan

Legolas and Aragorn walked off heading deeper into the woods. Elladan and Elrohir along with Jayna headed back to the clearing. They spoke quietly in elvish.

{What do you make of this 'Ro?}

{Where in over our heads.}

{What do mean?}

{Elladan these are not just stupid orcs or goblins. These are werecats, distant cousins of werewolves. Those dead men back there were wearing ranger clothes and from the signs on the field and in the wood, they did not lay down and die without a fight. This had been a fierce battle.}

{I know it was. I heard it when I was first here freeing Jayna.}

{You knew!} Elrohir was shocked, {You knew and you didn't help them? Elladan why did you leave? Did you see any of it? What happened?}

{Easy 'Ro. I didn't see anything I only heard it. As I said I was busy with Jayna and she shouldn't have been left alone there…}

A sly look donned Elrohir's ageless face, {You ran away didn't you?}

{No!! 'Ro how could you think such a thing? I have never run away from anything in my life.}

The friendly banter would have continued if it weren't for the yell in the woods they had just vacated.

"Estel." Elladans voice was a whisper, but filled with fear and emotion. Turning to Elrohir he gave his orders. "'Ro I want you to take Jayna to the clearing and stay there. Come back for nothing no matter what you hear."

Before he could respond Elladan left. He started to give chase, when he felt small hands grip his wrist in a death lock. Elrohir turned to see Jayna with pleading eyes, "Don't go. He'll be fine they wont hurt him."

Elrohir looked behind her as a shadow moved. In the trees. Pushing himself over Jayna he forced her to ground before a throwing knife, which hit the tree behind them, was put in his head.

Meanwhile

Aragorn and Legolas dodged the attacks form an invisible attacker. Aragorn had yelled in to surprise when two throwing had nearly decapitated him. He pulled out his sword as Legolas shot in the direction the knives came from, but only to hit the limb of a tree. They dodged every attack and tried to fight back, but problem was the attacker stayed in the trees and constantly changed positions. The only time he would come down for brief moments to grab some of the knives and return to the trees and throw them from a different position. Aragorn saw his chance when a dagger landed near his feet. He watched and waited for the attacker to come for it.

Legolas had also noticed the pattern and waited for Strider to make the first move. He had to admit this attacker was cleaver he stayed in the trees and randomized his movements making it difficult for Legolas to track, but that didn't stop the elf from firing into the trees wherever he saw movement.

At last the cloaked figure went for the dagger Aragorn was watching. He lunged for the cloaked figure. The attacker quickly blocked Aragorn's attacks, Legolas took the opportunity to strike and shot the figure in the foot.

The attacker cried out in pain and dropped to the ground. Aragorn immediately got behind him and kicked the knives and daggers the attacker had dropped, out of his reach. Legolas readied his bow incase the attacker dared to try anything. Aragorn pulled the hood from the attackers face reviling a young boy with mousy brown hair.

Legolas and Aragorn exchanged looks and started speaking in elvish.

{It is a child} observed Legolas

{What should we do with him?} Aragorn watched as the boy clutched his foot and gritted his teeth in pain. Aragorn noted the tears starting to form at the corners of his eyes.

{It's obvious that he is well trained.}

{We should do something about his foot at least.}

The boy spoke up from the forest ground, "If your going to talk about me you could at least say it in a language I can understand." He tried to remove the elfs arrow from his booted foot.

"Who are you?" asked Legolas, still ready with bow in hand.

"My name is Kanu. Ahhhh!" he had tried to pull the arrow out from his foot. Aragorn knelt down to examine it.

"Careful, if you do it wrong you could injure yourself further." Aragorn gently chided

"What is your business here." Legolas continued his questioning.

"My business is my own. Ahhhh!" Aragorn mumbled a quick apology. Kanu turned to the ranger, "It's stuck between my foot and the piece of steel I have around my toes, you can't just pull it out like that."

"Why did you attack us?"

"You have something we want back." Kanu bit his lower lip to keep from crying out as Aragorn tried, as gently as possible, to arrange the arrow to where he can easily pull it out." I didn't attack to kill only to scare you a little. Ahhhhhhhhh!" Aragorn gave a mighty pull and out popped the arrow. Small rivers of blood started to seep through the hole in the brown leather boot. Acting quickly Strider removed the boy's boot and sock and with the same sock applied pressure over the wound to stop the bleeding. The wound wasn't deep, and didn't seem to have damaged anything. He would however have trouble walking on it for a while. Aragorn figured that had it not been for the steel placed inside the soft boot lining the arrow more then likely would have gone through the foot completely.

Legolas waited patiently for the child to compose himself. He knew from experience of pulling arrows out of his own feet that it was quite painful. Tears of pain leaked out from the corners of Kanu's eyes.

"What is it that we have of yours?" asked Aragorn when the boy was composed enough.

"The girl."

Both elf and man looked at him

"You are one of Jayna's friends?" Aragorn pulled out some bandages out of a pouch and began to wrap Kanus foot. His father had made him bring them and with his luck he needed them no matter where he was going.

"Aye, and be happy it was me you ran into, Ah.. Ahh." Aragorn had just put athles Legolas had handed him, into the wound.

"What do you mean?" asked Legolas

A slight smile played a the boys lips, " I mean had it been either of the other two you would be dead right now. One would have gutted you as soon as she saw you. The other would have fought you more fiercely and been more equipped in weaponry, then with simple throwing knives." Kanu reached over to grab for his knives just past Aragorn's feet.

Legolas raised his bow and arrow and fired at the boys hand. The arrow stopped between two of the boys figures. Kanu immediately ceased his movements. "I will not hurt you. I only wish to put these away." Aragorn stood and moved away to allow his access to the knives and daggers.

Legolas with another arrow noticed in his bow looked at Aragorn. {What are your thoughts in this Strider? Do we trust him?}

They watched as Kanu painfully place his boot back on.

{He is only a child, but an exceptional fighter.}

{Should we take him to Jayna?}

{They are friends, according to him, but he wont be able to walk properly and without pain for a few days. That was a nice shot by the way.}

{I suppose we should take him to her. He wont be able to hurt us I believe.}

Aragorn looked at Legolas in shock. {Do you really think that?}

Legolas smiled never taking his eyes off Kanu, {No. But we should take him to her all the same. She has been trying to get back to them and I believe they wish to return to her as well.}

Meanwhile

Elrohir helped Jayna to her feet after the attack. With sword drawn and ready he looked around for his attacker. The attacks came quickly, Elrohir barley had enough time to react. Pushing Jayna behind him and out of the way. He met his attacker.

He was wearing a hood and mask hiding his face. Their weapons clashed. Back and forth they traded blows, neither giving in nor backing down. Elrohir was slowly being pushed back. Realizing this he slashed at the attackers head, as predicted he backed off some and Elrohir moved in and started pushing back the attacker.

Having enough of the fight the attacker pulled back and started running forward. Elrohir wasn't startled by this in the least. He had been expecting as much. Reading his blade for when the attacker came and came he did.

He came head on. Elrohir rushed to meet him, he sliced at the attackers face. He felt the blade cut through flesh, the attacker ran behind him. Elrohir turned, blade ready, expecting an attack from behind, but no one was there. Only the mask the attacker had been wearing. Upon examination he realized that he hadn't met with flesh at all, but simply the thick string that had held the mask in place.

Elrohir stood and looked around, the forest around had gone silent. Where is he? Come on show yourself! Elrohir mentally yelled.

Elrohir stiffened as he felt the sharp tip of a blade pressing in the middle of his back.

"Let the child go. She means nothing to you." said a cold voice.

"Why do you want her? As you said she is a child." said Elrohir not trusting the one behind him.

The man exhaled and in a cold calm tone said, "Very well then, I shall take her from you."

Elrohir felt the blade slowly slice into his back. Time seemed to be going n slow motion. He couldn't escape. Not at that close of a range.

Jayna stepped out from her hiding place and said in a foreign tongue, "Ashieto Locon."

Elrohir didn't know what she said, but then again he didn't really care all he knew was that whatever it was she had made the attacker stop him from killing the elf.

"Nuar Jayna?!" said the voice as the sword clashed to the ground. Elrohir risked a look behind him. A grown man probably no older than Estel was kneeling on the ground his head bowed low so as not to look at Jayna. His long brown hair fell over the side of his face exposing his ears. His right ear had two earrings near the top. His clothes were a tight fitting black cloth. A dark cloak hung around his shoulders.

What's going on? Thought Elrohir.

Jayna walked past Elrohir and raised the mans head to look him in the eyes. Or eye. A black eye patch covered his left eye. His right eye looked at Jayna as relief and happiness flashed across. However, once landing on Elrohir the eye quickly turned to a look of cold anger and seemed to dare Elrohir to come near the girl. He wore a bluish-purple and maroon bandana across his forehead. Two thick brown strips of hair hung over the bandana ending past his eyes. His left cheek had a still bleeding shallow cut on it, from where Elrohir had hit.

"O." commanded Jayna.

"Locon this is Lord Elrohir son of Elrond of Imladris." Locon stood and bowed.

Jayna turned to Elrohir, "'Ro, this is Locon the head of my guard and his own pack." Elrohir nodded his head in respect.

"What business have you here?" asked Elrohir.

"I'm here for the girl and why should it concern you master elf. These are not your lands."

"They may as well be. No one else will claim them and we patrol them just as much as we do our true lands."

"I see. Your kind are leaving, yet you still insist on claiming land that you have no use for."

Elrohir didn't like this man.

"Come Jayna. Let us collect the others. Then we will leave to meet your brother."

"Why should she go with you?" Elrohir asked coldly, he didn't trust this man with a pet dog let alone a child.

Locon looked sternly and stiffened, "She is my charge elf. Have your kind not done her enough harm for your liking."

"Harm?" Elrohir was confused, they had never hurt Jayna not even as a cat. "We never harmed her."

"Locon it's true they never hurt me." said Jayna

"Jay, Kanu was there this morning. Trust me Lord Elrond was not happy to find out what you were."

" But he didn't mind honest."

Locon sighed, "Jayna, your lucky the council doesn't know." Locon softened his voice "If they found out.." he trailed off. "Jayna let us just go home?"

Elrohir's curiosity had been hit now, "What would happen?"

Locon sat cross-legged on the grass, "Well that's really up to them. Since it was accidental they may just excuse it or not and in which case she will be severely punished."

"You don't seem to be too disappointed about that."

"I have my reasons."

"Can I stay then?" asked Jayna Hopefully.

"I suppose so. We have nothing better to do, plus your brother sent word that he's to come and fetch you himself." Locon thought for a while.

"And on a better thought we haven't had a break from you, Jay, for several months." said a young voice.

Jayna looked to see Kanu slowly limping into the clearing, Legolas and Aragorn behind him watching the others cautiously.

"Kanu!" Jayna yelled happily as she ran to great her friend. Latching to his side as soon as she got to him.

Wincing slightly as unwanted weight was placed on his injured foot. "Hi Jay. How are you?"

"Kanu!" barked Locon, who was now on his feet, "What happened to your foot?"

Kanu shrugged, "They shot me. The rumors were true they are good at firing arrows."

"Is that so."

Elrohir unsheathed his sword ready to use should a fight erupt. Locon turned to Legolas "I assume you shot my brother." Legolas nodded, " Nicely done." While all stood in shock Locon turned back to Kanu, "As for you. Have we not been teaching properly….."

While Kanu was getting his lecture Elrohir, Legolas, and Aragorn stared at them in shock. Elrohir turned to them, "That was unexpected."

"Quite, I would have thought him to be furious with me not the other way around."

"As would I." said Aragorn.

"So are you going to tell me what happened or should wait till Elladan arrives?"

Locon turned to face them, "There's another one of you out there?" his voice dripping in shock and surprise.

"Aye, my brother and twin." said Elrohir.

Locon looked to Jayna and Kanu, "Have either of you seen Rish?" the others shook their heads.

"Who's Rish?" asked Elrohir, who right now was feeling a little in the dark about everything.

Legolas turned to Aragorn, {The other one!} Aragorn's eyes grew in size.

{What other one?} asked Elrohir

{When we first met Kanu he mentioned that there were two others with him. One we see here and another that's more dangerous than any of them. She was the one who is responsible for mast of the massacre in the woods.}

Elrohir gulped. "And Elladan is still in there. With her."

"And knowing the Preadhile children luck he will run into her in know time."

"Then hope she is in a good mood." said Locon rubbing his hand down hi face. "We need to find them before she does anything that have great consequences later on."

"I agree." said Elrohir

"Jayna, Kanu," both looked up at them, "Stay here and keep each other company."

"Have fun." said Kanu

"Bye." said Jayna as the elves, werecat, and man disappeared into the woods.

Meanwhile

Elladan stood face to face with the woman. She was tall and thin in a muscular way. She had long red-brown hair pulled back into a horsetail at the base of her skull.

However looks was not what Elladan was looking at at the moment. He had finished a fight with the girl they had traded equally strong blows. Elladan had hit her and she had hit him. Both were now tired and worn from the obviously hard fight. The girl had lost the scythe she had been using in the fight and now with only a set of twin blades.

"Maybe we should rest for a moment." said the girl panting.

"Why, getting tired already?" Elladan was still panting.

"No, I was worried about you I can't have my opponents collapse from exhaustion."

"I believe you said your name was Rish." Elladan sat on a nearby tree root. She would not fight him she was just as tired if not more than he was.

"Aye, and I believe you are Elladan son of Elrond."

"Aye. Why did you attack me."

"You were in my way." she said simply sitting down across from the elf with at least four feet between them.

"I was in your way?" Elladan stood his anger returning and speeding up his recovery from the fight.

"You were. Not to mention your friends attacked mine, and I know you kidnapped Jayna, and for that you must pay." Her eyes glowed white as she too jumped to her feet battle ready.

" Keep in mind. That if you harm me in any way you will have the wrath of the elves brought upon you."

Elrohir, Legolas, Elladan, and Locon entered the area in time to watch the fight.

Rish sighed, "That's it? Only the famed wrath of the elves ? That is nothing to worry about if all you refer to is two elves and a man." she looked in disgust at the elves and man before her, "Now I know why Elrond put aside his sword. He could no longer fight against his enemies, so the life of a false belief in peace was more appealing."

That was the trigger, all turned to face the one called Rish, red angry faces at their Lord and father's well respected choice in life. Insulting those beliefs was as bad as insulting the lord himself. Elladan turned to face the new comer he face burned a fierce red in anger, " How dare you." his voice was dripping in anger and called for vengeance, "I accept your challenge." Elladan could not turn down this challenge. How dare this…this child insult the name of Elrond.

"Good." she crossed the two blades as her eyes glowed dangerously.

A/N: In case you didn't notice all the fight scenes happened at the same time, plus or minus a few seconds. With the excepting of the fight scene between Rish and Elladan. That's the next chapter.

Authoress: Yay!! I updated!!

Elladan: and it only took you how long?

Authoress: Shut up

Elrohir: At least it's getting exciting

Elladan: yeah, but there's no detail

Authoress: I'd have to change my rating

Elrohir: I thought she was just bad at those.

Legolas: No, she only needs practice on fight scenes

Authoress: ….

Elladan: So does this mea the next chapter wont be as good.

Authoress: No! It just means I'll take longer.

Elladan: [reading script] Do I get a stunt double?

Authoress: [smiles evilly] No. I have enough clones already any more and I'll go insane.

Authoress starts on homework: Maybe I should trade them all in for plot bunnies instead.

A/N: Review Me!!! It will be a while before I update again. I'm not to good at fight scenes, but I'll work on until I'm happy.