Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien. All original characters and ideas belong to me. Though, I don't own San Diego... Or California... Or the USA... or North America... Or the world... *shifty eyes* Someday I might though... My Evil Overlord classes are getting interesting. ^_^
A/N: Alrighty... I have not decided on a title quite yet. Kia-chan's submitted three good ideas for a title... One of her suggestions I'm very inclined to use, but I'm going to give any slackers or people who were still thinking another chance... -.-() I'm too nice for my own good... Remember! There's a custom muse and perhaps a picture of the muse as a reward! (See Chapter 1 for the information on the contest) Anyway, in our last chapter, Legolas met Dark Elves, fell through a portal, and landed on the hood of the car. We met Robin, the owner of the car, and her friend, Josie. They took Legolas to Robin's house and she patched him up. Let's see what happens next!
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After finishing her meal Robin wandered upstairs to check on the boy and found him still sleeping in the bed, some hair strewn over his face, which she brushed off his face. When he felt something brush his cheek, Legolas immediately sat bolt upright, nailing Robin in the face with a pillow and looking for his daggers. Upon finding them, he pulled them out and slashed blindly at Robin, but he felt them get stopped by something and blinked a few times. The girl had caught the daggers by the blades, but they dug into the middle of her palms and blood seeped out of the wounds. She was muttering curses underneath her breath and her eye twitched as she restrained her human urge to yelp.
"Dammit, be careful with those things," grunted Robin, yanking them out of his hands and quickly turning away to shove them into an empty drawer, "Thanks a lot... Looks like I'll need stitches." The gashes went horizontally across the middle of the girl's palms. "Stay here." She walked out, slamming the door behind her, leaving Legolas sitting there with a confused look on his face.
Who was that? thought Legolas, I didn't get a good look at their face... It kind of sounded like a girl...
Legolas heard the sound of an engine rumbling as Robin, left the house in her car and drove to the hospital. She parked and wandered into the building, greeting the people she knew from when she volunteered there. The girl talked to one of the nurses and explained as best she could about the gashes on her hands, but she didn't talk about the boy. The nurse took her to a room and went to find a doctor to look at her hands. Robin sat in a chair, looking bored, counting the ceiling tiles, but looked at the door when it opened.
"Robin, what happened?" asked a woman with chestnut brown hair, her emerald green eyes looking over the girl's hands, "Did you injure yourself while fencing again?"
"No, no, no," replied Robin, shaking her head, "It was um..."
"Tell me the truth," said the woman with a knowing smile, "I know what you told the nurse isn't true. You've never injured yourself while cooking."
"Alright, you got me, Dr. Vasant," sighed Robin, rolling her eyes, "You know me too well, Hana."
"You bet I do," said Dr. Hana Vasant, "Your parents entrusted you into my watch when you were younger and I intend to get the truth from you."
"Well, I was driving to my house with Josie," said Robin as the doctor looked over her hands, "Some guy suddenly landed on the hood of my car and slid off when I stopped. He has no broken bones, no head trauma, nothing! The only wounds he has are a few bruises and gashes, but the weird part is that.. None of them were serious." She paused a bit to wince as Dr. Vasant started cleaning the wounds. "Ow... But... The wounds were caused by sword and arrows, which is highly unusual. We took him back to my house..."
"Instead of bringing him here?" interrupted Dr. Vasant, using a cotton ball to clean off some blood, "What if he had been seriously hurt?"
"But... He wasn't!" exclaimed Robin, groaning in frustration, "He was dressed in some fantasy costume and was even carrying daggers. I cleaned and dressed his wounds. He was asleep when I was eating my lunch, but when I went to check on him; He woke up, freaked out, and after he hit me in the face with a pillow, the guy tried use his knives." She paused again as the doctor poked her right hand with a syringe to inject anesthesia.
"Hmm.. So you stopped them with your hands?" asked Hana, glancing at the girl before continuing.
"It was either that or get injured in a worse way," replied Robin, staring at the ceiling, determined to not watch her doctor friend put in the stitches, "I hope he stayed in the house."
Robin and Dr. Vasant talked a bit as the doctor finished putting the stitches in the girl's right hand and then bandaged it. She then did the same to the left hand and once she was done, Robin stood up with a pleased look on her face. Hana made the girl flex her hands and wrote up a list of things she could and couldn't do along with a list of how to take care of her hands. After everything was completed, the doctor shooed the girl out, telling her to go look after her patient and to keep the knives away from him. Robin laughed and went out to her car to travel home.
Back at the house, Legolas was inspecting the room with a look of solid curiosity and confusion. He looked in the mirror and noticed that his usual pointy elf ears had somehow taken the shape of human ears. Thoroughly confused, the elf poked his ears and blinked at them in the mirror. He heard the rumble of an engine and peeked out to see that his unknown healer had come back. His instincts told him that there was a threat approaching the room, so he hid behind the door and waited, ready to pounce.
"Luckily I can still use my hands," grumbled the girl, walking back to Legolas' room, "Now to have a word with that kid." She opened the door to find an empty bed. "Aw... Dammit! Where did he go?!"
The door slammed behind her and Robin felt someone tackle her from behind. After a bit of rolling around, Legolas managed to pin her down and get a good look at her face. It is a girl, thought Legolas, staring at Robin, who was glaring at him in annoyance and growling a bit, A human... But... What is this place? How did I get here? He was suddenly pushed to one side as Robin got up rubbing her hands a bit and he looked up at her. He remembered her eerie blue-green eyes and realized this was the person who had tried to help him before. Legolas looked at her whole image and noticed the odd combination of her eye color and the black hair. Is this how some humans look? The combination looks unworldly... Almost... Enchanting. He noticed the annoyed and angry look she was giving him and felt a sense of foreboding.
"Nice way to thank someone who saved your bloody life!" was the exclamation that brought Legolas' thoughts crashing back to reality. "My hands hurt enough without having to use them to grapple."
"Wh... What?" stuttered Legolas, staring at the girl in surprise.
"Yeah, you fell on the hood of my car," stated Robin, kneeling on the ground a bit, her eyes softening a bit, "Lots of wounds from arrows and blades." She snaked her arms under his and pulled him to his feet with some difficulty. "Back into bed with you!" She shooed him to the bed and watched him get back in it before sitting down at the edge.
"Could you explain this to me?" asked Legolas, pulling the blankets up a bit, "I really don't understand what's going on."
"You're in my house," replied Robin, adjusting the blankets a bit, "I brought you here, cleaned and bandaged those wounds, and gave you a room. You're lucky those were minor wounds, but there were a lot of them." She frowned a bit at his forehead and arms. "But you've reopened some of them and the bandages are soaking in blood. I'll be right back." She left to retrieve some items and came back with her first aid kit plus a bowl of a warm liquid. "No one knows I have this concoction. It's supposed to help wounds heal faster and luckily it works."
"Who... Who are you?" asked Legolas as Robin pulled her hair into a ponytail with a black band and removed the bloody bandages from his forehead and arms.
"Name's Robin Mackenzie," replied Robin, dipping a rag into the liquid and dabbing it lighting on Legolas' arm wounds. "And you?"
He winced a bit when it touched his injuries, "Legolas Greenleaf." A strange soothing feeling spread over the wound as Robin wrapped it up.
"That's an odd name," said Robin, cleaning and bandaging his other arm, "Were your parents major nature people or what?"
"Um... No," replied Legolas, wincing as Robin gently dabbed the liquid to his forehead wound.
"Well, odd names were popular for our generation," laughed Robin, soaking the washcloth and dabbing the wound again, "But I don't think you're from around here are you." Her strange eyes fixed on his. "There aren't any ways you could've fallen from that sky unless you were parachuting, which I'm guessing you weren't." She bandaged his head and gave him another piercing look. When Legolas was silent she continued. "You don't have to tell me. Weird things aren't much of a surprise for me, seeing how I'm an oddball myself."
"I'm sorry about your hands..." muttered Legolas as he noticed the bandages around the middle of Robin's hands, "I was just reacting in..."
"It's alright," sighed Robin, shaking her head, "I don't blame you for panicking like that. It's what I would've done if I were in your position." She wrapped a bandage around Legolas's forehead wound, her eyes softening as she looked at him. "You're a long way from your home aren't you?"
Legolas stared at her for a second before replying, "Yes... I am."
"Well, you can stay here as long as you need to," said Robin, smiling at him, "But you do have to stay until those wounds heal. I will not have a patient wandering off into the unknown... Or brandishing those weapons again." She laughed at Legolas' apologetic expression. "Seriously, don't worry about it... I'm used to these things..."
"So... What is this place?" asked Legolas, gazing around the room.
"Well... As I've said, you're in my house," replied Robin, tapping her chin in thought, "But this is the city of San Diego in the state of California." She watched Legolas for any sign of recognition, but he just looked puzzled. "Um... In the country of the United States... On the continent of North America." She still received a quizzical look. "Um... Which is on the planet called Earth."
Legolas stared at her in confusion, "You mean... This isn't Middle Earth?"
"What's a Middle Earth?" asked Robin, raising her eyebrow, "Never heard of such a place... Sounds like a bar."
"Middle Earth..." repeated Legolas, looking at her, "The land of Middle Earth... Does that not ring a bell?"
"Sorry, but there's no land of Middle Earth around here," replied Robin, shrugging, "Just normal, boring Earth." She suddenly laughed a bit. "Wait, don't tell me... Your story is that you're some sort of mystical being from another world. Right?"
Legolas stared at her speechless, seeing a faint trace of knowing in them and when he finally spoke, his words tumbled out of his mouth. "Well, yes.. No... erm.. Actually...." He stopped when Robin placed a hand on his lips to hush him.
"Calm down, kid," she said with a sigh, "Take a deep breath, sort your thoughts out, and then continue with what you were going to say."
Legolas did so, closing his eyes, but then opened them to look at the girl. "Yes... That's correct. At least, I think it is... You see. I'm not a human. I'm supposed to be an elf... I don't quite know how I got here, but I remember falling from a cliff after trying to fight some Dark Elves..."
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" interrupted Robin, waving her hands, "I asked for your real story. Not some fantasy thing."
"It is true!" exclaimed Legolas, feeling a bit angry, "I didn't come from this planet! I don't know what that metal thing you ride in or what... all this is..." His eyes held a look of pure sincerity.
Robin stared at his eyes and blinked. "You have sincerity in your eyes... But..." She let out a slight laugh that turned into a sigh. "That... That just can't be true! There are no portals that link worlds... Just like there's no dimension that holds paths to all the other planes of existence..."
Legolas gave her an odd look. "I never mentioned those things..."
"Look," said Robin, sighing and looking away from him, "Those things can't be real... They just can't..."
"Why do you say that?" asked Legolas, trying to get a good look at her expression, "Why can't it be true or real?"
"I lost belief that those things existed," replied Robin shortly, closing her eyes, "Please, you don't have to tell me the real story... Just don't... Talk about things like that again... Please..." She stood up, turning so her back was to him. "You should get some rest so those wounds heal... I'll... I'll go make something for you to eat..." Robin walked out of the door and shut it behind her before Legolas could get another word out.
Why does she doubt something that she obviously strongly believed in, thought Legolas, feeling a bit confused, She's an odd human. I could've sworn that she knew what I was thinking.... He laid back in the bed and fell asleep, allowing the thoughts float around in his mind as he slept.
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Whee! Wasn't that fun? ^_^ That was a fun one to write because of the misunderstandings between Robin and Legolas. hehe. Anyway, yeah, I'm still waiting for more suggestions for the title. Remember! The info stuff is in Chapter 1 at the bottom! I'm giving everyone another week or just more days, but by my third chapter. A title WILL be chosen! ^_^
SNEAK PEEK!:
** Legolas eavesdrops on Robin when she's having one of those moments inspired by a muse.
** Legolas meets Robin's crazy friend, Josie! Oh, boy. o.o()
** How much more surprise from this modern world can an elf take? ^_^ Well, that's going to be tested! hehe.
A/N: Alrighty... I have not decided on a title quite yet. Kia-chan's submitted three good ideas for a title... One of her suggestions I'm very inclined to use, but I'm going to give any slackers or people who were still thinking another chance... -.-() I'm too nice for my own good... Remember! There's a custom muse and perhaps a picture of the muse as a reward! (See Chapter 1 for the information on the contest) Anyway, in our last chapter, Legolas met Dark Elves, fell through a portal, and landed on the hood of the car. We met Robin, the owner of the car, and her friend, Josie. They took Legolas to Robin's house and she patched him up. Let's see what happens next!
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After finishing her meal Robin wandered upstairs to check on the boy and found him still sleeping in the bed, some hair strewn over his face, which she brushed off his face. When he felt something brush his cheek, Legolas immediately sat bolt upright, nailing Robin in the face with a pillow and looking for his daggers. Upon finding them, he pulled them out and slashed blindly at Robin, but he felt them get stopped by something and blinked a few times. The girl had caught the daggers by the blades, but they dug into the middle of her palms and blood seeped out of the wounds. She was muttering curses underneath her breath and her eye twitched as she restrained her human urge to yelp.
"Dammit, be careful with those things," grunted Robin, yanking them out of his hands and quickly turning away to shove them into an empty drawer, "Thanks a lot... Looks like I'll need stitches." The gashes went horizontally across the middle of the girl's palms. "Stay here." She walked out, slamming the door behind her, leaving Legolas sitting there with a confused look on his face.
Who was that? thought Legolas, I didn't get a good look at their face... It kind of sounded like a girl...
Legolas heard the sound of an engine rumbling as Robin, left the house in her car and drove to the hospital. She parked and wandered into the building, greeting the people she knew from when she volunteered there. The girl talked to one of the nurses and explained as best she could about the gashes on her hands, but she didn't talk about the boy. The nurse took her to a room and went to find a doctor to look at her hands. Robin sat in a chair, looking bored, counting the ceiling tiles, but looked at the door when it opened.
"Robin, what happened?" asked a woman with chestnut brown hair, her emerald green eyes looking over the girl's hands, "Did you injure yourself while fencing again?"
"No, no, no," replied Robin, shaking her head, "It was um..."
"Tell me the truth," said the woman with a knowing smile, "I know what you told the nurse isn't true. You've never injured yourself while cooking."
"Alright, you got me, Dr. Vasant," sighed Robin, rolling her eyes, "You know me too well, Hana."
"You bet I do," said Dr. Hana Vasant, "Your parents entrusted you into my watch when you were younger and I intend to get the truth from you."
"Well, I was driving to my house with Josie," said Robin as the doctor looked over her hands, "Some guy suddenly landed on the hood of my car and slid off when I stopped. He has no broken bones, no head trauma, nothing! The only wounds he has are a few bruises and gashes, but the weird part is that.. None of them were serious." She paused a bit to wince as Dr. Vasant started cleaning the wounds. "Ow... But... The wounds were caused by sword and arrows, which is highly unusual. We took him back to my house..."
"Instead of bringing him here?" interrupted Dr. Vasant, using a cotton ball to clean off some blood, "What if he had been seriously hurt?"
"But... He wasn't!" exclaimed Robin, groaning in frustration, "He was dressed in some fantasy costume and was even carrying daggers. I cleaned and dressed his wounds. He was asleep when I was eating my lunch, but when I went to check on him; He woke up, freaked out, and after he hit me in the face with a pillow, the guy tried use his knives." She paused again as the doctor poked her right hand with a syringe to inject anesthesia.
"Hmm.. So you stopped them with your hands?" asked Hana, glancing at the girl before continuing.
"It was either that or get injured in a worse way," replied Robin, staring at the ceiling, determined to not watch her doctor friend put in the stitches, "I hope he stayed in the house."
Robin and Dr. Vasant talked a bit as the doctor finished putting the stitches in the girl's right hand and then bandaged it. She then did the same to the left hand and once she was done, Robin stood up with a pleased look on her face. Hana made the girl flex her hands and wrote up a list of things she could and couldn't do along with a list of how to take care of her hands. After everything was completed, the doctor shooed the girl out, telling her to go look after her patient and to keep the knives away from him. Robin laughed and went out to her car to travel home.
Back at the house, Legolas was inspecting the room with a look of solid curiosity and confusion. He looked in the mirror and noticed that his usual pointy elf ears had somehow taken the shape of human ears. Thoroughly confused, the elf poked his ears and blinked at them in the mirror. He heard the rumble of an engine and peeked out to see that his unknown healer had come back. His instincts told him that there was a threat approaching the room, so he hid behind the door and waited, ready to pounce.
"Luckily I can still use my hands," grumbled the girl, walking back to Legolas' room, "Now to have a word with that kid." She opened the door to find an empty bed. "Aw... Dammit! Where did he go?!"
The door slammed behind her and Robin felt someone tackle her from behind. After a bit of rolling around, Legolas managed to pin her down and get a good look at her face. It is a girl, thought Legolas, staring at Robin, who was glaring at him in annoyance and growling a bit, A human... But... What is this place? How did I get here? He was suddenly pushed to one side as Robin got up rubbing her hands a bit and he looked up at her. He remembered her eerie blue-green eyes and realized this was the person who had tried to help him before. Legolas looked at her whole image and noticed the odd combination of her eye color and the black hair. Is this how some humans look? The combination looks unworldly... Almost... Enchanting. He noticed the annoyed and angry look she was giving him and felt a sense of foreboding.
"Nice way to thank someone who saved your bloody life!" was the exclamation that brought Legolas' thoughts crashing back to reality. "My hands hurt enough without having to use them to grapple."
"Wh... What?" stuttered Legolas, staring at the girl in surprise.
"Yeah, you fell on the hood of my car," stated Robin, kneeling on the ground a bit, her eyes softening a bit, "Lots of wounds from arrows and blades." She snaked her arms under his and pulled him to his feet with some difficulty. "Back into bed with you!" She shooed him to the bed and watched him get back in it before sitting down at the edge.
"Could you explain this to me?" asked Legolas, pulling the blankets up a bit, "I really don't understand what's going on."
"You're in my house," replied Robin, adjusting the blankets a bit, "I brought you here, cleaned and bandaged those wounds, and gave you a room. You're lucky those were minor wounds, but there were a lot of them." She frowned a bit at his forehead and arms. "But you've reopened some of them and the bandages are soaking in blood. I'll be right back." She left to retrieve some items and came back with her first aid kit plus a bowl of a warm liquid. "No one knows I have this concoction. It's supposed to help wounds heal faster and luckily it works."
"Who... Who are you?" asked Legolas as Robin pulled her hair into a ponytail with a black band and removed the bloody bandages from his forehead and arms.
"Name's Robin Mackenzie," replied Robin, dipping a rag into the liquid and dabbing it lighting on Legolas' arm wounds. "And you?"
He winced a bit when it touched his injuries, "Legolas Greenleaf." A strange soothing feeling spread over the wound as Robin wrapped it up.
"That's an odd name," said Robin, cleaning and bandaging his other arm, "Were your parents major nature people or what?"
"Um... No," replied Legolas, wincing as Robin gently dabbed the liquid to his forehead wound.
"Well, odd names were popular for our generation," laughed Robin, soaking the washcloth and dabbing the wound again, "But I don't think you're from around here are you." Her strange eyes fixed on his. "There aren't any ways you could've fallen from that sky unless you were parachuting, which I'm guessing you weren't." She bandaged his head and gave him another piercing look. When Legolas was silent she continued. "You don't have to tell me. Weird things aren't much of a surprise for me, seeing how I'm an oddball myself."
"I'm sorry about your hands..." muttered Legolas as he noticed the bandages around the middle of Robin's hands, "I was just reacting in..."
"It's alright," sighed Robin, shaking her head, "I don't blame you for panicking like that. It's what I would've done if I were in your position." She wrapped a bandage around Legolas's forehead wound, her eyes softening as she looked at him. "You're a long way from your home aren't you?"
Legolas stared at her for a second before replying, "Yes... I am."
"Well, you can stay here as long as you need to," said Robin, smiling at him, "But you do have to stay until those wounds heal. I will not have a patient wandering off into the unknown... Or brandishing those weapons again." She laughed at Legolas' apologetic expression. "Seriously, don't worry about it... I'm used to these things..."
"So... What is this place?" asked Legolas, gazing around the room.
"Well... As I've said, you're in my house," replied Robin, tapping her chin in thought, "But this is the city of San Diego in the state of California." She watched Legolas for any sign of recognition, but he just looked puzzled. "Um... In the country of the United States... On the continent of North America." She still received a quizzical look. "Um... Which is on the planet called Earth."
Legolas stared at her in confusion, "You mean... This isn't Middle Earth?"
"What's a Middle Earth?" asked Robin, raising her eyebrow, "Never heard of such a place... Sounds like a bar."
"Middle Earth..." repeated Legolas, looking at her, "The land of Middle Earth... Does that not ring a bell?"
"Sorry, but there's no land of Middle Earth around here," replied Robin, shrugging, "Just normal, boring Earth." She suddenly laughed a bit. "Wait, don't tell me... Your story is that you're some sort of mystical being from another world. Right?"
Legolas stared at her speechless, seeing a faint trace of knowing in them and when he finally spoke, his words tumbled out of his mouth. "Well, yes.. No... erm.. Actually...." He stopped when Robin placed a hand on his lips to hush him.
"Calm down, kid," she said with a sigh, "Take a deep breath, sort your thoughts out, and then continue with what you were going to say."
Legolas did so, closing his eyes, but then opened them to look at the girl. "Yes... That's correct. At least, I think it is... You see. I'm not a human. I'm supposed to be an elf... I don't quite know how I got here, but I remember falling from a cliff after trying to fight some Dark Elves..."
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" interrupted Robin, waving her hands, "I asked for your real story. Not some fantasy thing."
"It is true!" exclaimed Legolas, feeling a bit angry, "I didn't come from this planet! I don't know what that metal thing you ride in or what... all this is..." His eyes held a look of pure sincerity.
Robin stared at his eyes and blinked. "You have sincerity in your eyes... But..." She let out a slight laugh that turned into a sigh. "That... That just can't be true! There are no portals that link worlds... Just like there's no dimension that holds paths to all the other planes of existence..."
Legolas gave her an odd look. "I never mentioned those things..."
"Look," said Robin, sighing and looking away from him, "Those things can't be real... They just can't..."
"Why do you say that?" asked Legolas, trying to get a good look at her expression, "Why can't it be true or real?"
"I lost belief that those things existed," replied Robin shortly, closing her eyes, "Please, you don't have to tell me the real story... Just don't... Talk about things like that again... Please..." She stood up, turning so her back was to him. "You should get some rest so those wounds heal... I'll... I'll go make something for you to eat..." Robin walked out of the door and shut it behind her before Legolas could get another word out.
Why does she doubt something that she obviously strongly believed in, thought Legolas, feeling a bit confused, She's an odd human. I could've sworn that she knew what I was thinking.... He laid back in the bed and fell asleep, allowing the thoughts float around in his mind as he slept.
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Whee! Wasn't that fun? ^_^ That was a fun one to write because of the misunderstandings between Robin and Legolas. hehe. Anyway, yeah, I'm still waiting for more suggestions for the title. Remember! The info stuff is in Chapter 1 at the bottom! I'm giving everyone another week or just more days, but by my third chapter. A title WILL be chosen! ^_^
SNEAK PEEK!:
** Legolas eavesdrops on Robin when she's having one of those moments inspired by a muse.
** Legolas meets Robin's crazy friend, Josie! Oh, boy. o.o()
** How much more surprise from this modern world can an elf take? ^_^ Well, that's going to be tested! hehe.