Take Control
Chp. 4: Dreams, and a new Face
Eldar sat, wedged between two tree roots. Soon after she sat down she slept. Tired from her exercises that day. She could still see the glee in Eärángs' eyes at her failed attempts. She dreamed of being perfect with her blades. And then defeating him in battle. She dreamt she was fighting an elf, the same elf who had taught her, but went by a different name, Legolas. This figure did not laugh when she failed. And comforted her while she cried. This was what she needed someone to help her. Each night she dreamed of him, and when she saw Eäráng at the council she hoped it was him.
She was awoken by soft steps, which had made one swift mistake by stepping on a twig. "Legolas?" she mumbled still half asleep. She jumped up, but lost her footing. She hit her head on the tree. Knowing next that she would hit the ground and black out she let out a scream.
Without breathing, Eäráng rushed to catch her. When she was safely in his arms he let out a breath, and ran his fingers through her hair.
Like waking up from a dream, he dropped her to the ground and quickly ran away.
She lay on the ground, trying to regain her thoughts. 'What just happened?' she wondered, 'I was dreaming then I woke up, and saw someone. Fell to the ground, but I was caught, but then they dropped me and ran off. Or had I dreamt that too.' She wondered about this for awhile.
She wandered alone through the forest. She was trying to find someone, anyone, to help her bear her burden. She knew no one would help an outsider willingly. She found her way to a stream, and stared into it.
Who was this elf that she saw. It wasn't her, no, it was someone she did not know. Yet she desperately needed to learn who she was, this elf in the water, her, her own self. But all she saw was a stranger, that's all she ever saw. No one in this world was familiar to her. Only Frodo, no he wasn't Frodo, he was Johnny. And even he was busy being Hobbit like, eating and smoking. She was alone in this dark world. Alone with a great burden and no one to help share it, no one to support her, she was alone, always alone.
Eäráng did not show up for practice after this. Eldar soon got lessons from Glorfindel. She became quite good and they soon left on there quest. On the way out of Rivendell Gandalf led them, followed by Eldar. Than Aragorn and Eldarain, Gilith followed next. The three Hobbits clumped together, and Eäráng brought up the rear.
The first night of camp they sat about and talked.
"The company seems to be very different, doesn't it Gandalf," Aragorn said. "The Hobbits still clump together, but the elf and dwarf aren't friends. The two men are quite close, but the ring-bearer has no friends, no gardener to look after her."
"I think the ring-bearer should have some friends, but you aren't rolling out the welcome wagon and neither is your son. The dwarf hates elves, and the elf has had bad experiences with friends. And the Hobbits are to...... well absorbed in their food," Gandalf said starting to laugh.
"I think that the elves might share a few words. I think they could become good friends," Aragorn put in sarcastically.
"Do not speak of me. I have my own reasons for what I do, so you can back off, human," he spat out. He got up and walked off into the woods.
Eldar looked around, she was at the edge of camp as far away from everyone else as possible. Aragorn was sleeping fitfully while his son was taking care of the fire. The dwarf was grumbling about elves in his sleep. The Hobbits slept close together near Eldarian, and she could not tell if Gandalf was sleeping. Eäráng was on the other side of camp, asleep. She drifted off to sleep as well.
They awoke early the next morning and continued on there journey. Over lands that were still evil and inhabited by Orcs. They stopped at mid-day, Aragorn and Gandalf talked.
"Any news from the Brown wizard?" Aragorn asked Gandalf.
"No, but his mind is clouded. He cannot be considered a friend. We must go through the mines again, Aragorn. I will be luckier this time, though I still fear for our companions," Gandalf said glancing around.
Eldarian approached Eldar. "Hello," he said.
"Hi," she replied.
"I notice your friend is not being your friend," he said trying to start conversation.
"What friend?" she replied coldly and walked off. This hurt Eldarian, he had taken a liking to the beautiful creature.
Eäráng had watched the conversation from afar silently wondering about Eldarian's motives at talking with the elf. Eäráng watched as Eldar made her silent way toward him. He wondered fleetingly if she knew that he was over here. Eldar stopped before him.
"You have no problem with eavesdropping do you?" she asked tartly. Eäráng stepped out from the shadows.
'How could you tell it was me?" he asked
"Hmmmm, let me think. Blonde hair, elfish bow wispy figure doesn't take a genius to figure it out."
Eäráng snorted and watched Eldar's retreating figure with a smile on his face. Suddenly Eäráng heard a thump followed closely by a groan and a curse he had only heard used once, by an other realmer. He turned and gaped at the teen laying face down on the ground. She sat up took one look at him and shook her head vigorously. "I'm not seeing an amazingly hot elf. I'm not seeins' an elf. There is no such thing as elves." Her eyes were tightly closed and she had her hands over her ears.
"My friend, are you all right?"
The girl's eyes flew open. "Oh no now they're talking" she moaned. "Why can't they leave me alone!!!!!!!!" she practically screamed the last part.
"Hush my friend. You have only stumbled upon a traveler's camp"
"A traveler's camp?" by now she was screaming. "Oh god now they are actually trying to comfort me!!! Leave me the hell alone!!!!"
Eäráng stared at her.
"My friend, I don't know why you are so upset, but please let us help you"
"Help me?" the girl whispered. "How can you help me you not even real!!" At that she pulled out an elfish knife and launched herself at him.
Eäráng easily dodged her attack, grabbing the wrist that held the knife at the same time.
The knife was familiar, to familiar. "Finwe Carniser," the girl paused her struggles.
"What did you say?" she whispered.
"This knife, it belongs to Finwe Carniser am I right?"
"No it belongs to my father Jack Sampson."
"They are one in the same. May I inquire as to your name?'
"If you're wondering what my name is its Avera. Avera Sampson."
"Luthien?" his eyes widened. "It can't be you, you, you're old!"
Luthien's hand contacted his face with a ringing sound.
"Eäráng are you out here?' Gandalf called.
"Back here." Eäráng called. Still holding on to Luthien's wrist. Gandalf walked over to
Eäráng glancing at Luthien.
"Who is this?" he asked sharply.
"My name s Avera and I would like it very much if you would tell this elf to let the hell go of my wrist.
"Luthien?" Gandalf whispered wrapping Luthien in a tight hug.
"Let the hell go of me old man!!!!" Luthien screamed. At this Eäráng started laughing.
"What is this?" asked Eldar, who had heard the girl screaming.
"An old friend's daughter," stated Eäráng.
"Uhuh, seems to be an outsider to me. And of course you take kindly to her," she said sarcastically. She turned to walk off.
"Eldar, wait," Eäráng said, "We need to talk."
"What's there to talk about?" she said sternly, and continued to walk into the woods.
"Eldar, get back here this instant!" Gandalf commanded, she turned around and walked back. "Perhaps you two know each other?" he asked questioningly.
"Yes, I know her," she said not really caring.
"You do?!?!?!?" she asked quite surprised. "Well who the hell are you?"
"I am Eldar, an elf," she said quietly.
"An outsider!" Eäráng spat.
"This sounds jus like a story my ada woulda told me," Luthien stated.
"Really?" said Gandalf, "That's very ahhhhhh... interesting," he said half laughing.
"Why the hell da ya'll keep callin' me Lou.....ah..the...aan? Wait...uhhhh..... hehheh.... Whats my name again," she asked.
Gandalf and Eäráng just start laughing, while Eldar walked back to camp, seeking comfort in the only person she knew would offer it to her.
Before she could reach Eldarian however, she was mobbed by Luthien. "Lizzy Lizzy I remember I remember! I was getting ready to star in a play when I tripped down the steps. I must've been knocked out so this is just a dream and I guess while I'm here I might as well enjoy myself"
"my name is not lizzy it is Eldar and until you prove yourself worthy it will remain my name" Luthien huffed and put her hands on her hips.
"fine be that way!" she said exasperated. Just then Eäráng and Gandalf walked into the clearing. They looked in interest at a fuming Luthien and a mildly exasperated Eldar. Eldar changed her mind and walked over to sit with the Hobbits.
"Oi, Eldar," Frodo said a bit too enthusiastically.
"Oi, Frodo," she said, she smiled at the old friendship between them.
"What all dat scremin' bout back in da woods?" Frodo asked.
"Eäráng and Gandalf saw an old friend," she spat out the other elf's name.
Gandalf was happy to see the old friends reunited. He could hear them laughing happily. He looked over at Eäráng and saw his face wrench, he could see the aching in his old friend's heart, although he was quite sure Eäráng had no idea why he was upset.
A giggle woke Eäráng out of his reverie. "What are you laughing at Luthien?"
"You should see yourself. All goo-goo eyed and everything. You're practically drooling."
Eäráng made to hit her but she ducked and walked away laughing. In the distance he also heard Gandalf laughing at him. He spat on the ground and walked off into the woods.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews from Tonksinater and Kedavre997 and lupin-lover887. Eldar is sorta stuck up in this chp., but I mean how would you feel if you were all alone, in a new world?!?!?!?! Cept Frodo, and the new Frodo is cool, instead of always drooling. Anyways, I will update when I have a total of 9 not 8 but 9 or more reviews (More is always good). Love ya.