If you were too lazy to read the authors note, all it says is that I may
start putting in some Lord of the Rings characters. Not the story that's in
the books or anything. Mostly just the gray havens and Legolas, Elrond, and
a little bit of Frodo. Maybe. I do know that it's going to be an
Alli/Legolas thing. But there is someone who will be thrown in. To give our
blonde a little bit of competition. The Buffy-thing will be coming in soon.
I know how it will happen, but I need for some things to happen before
that. Some things to be sure. So please cope with me here.
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Lucian woke up in a Spartan bedroom that he and his sister are taken to after every punishment. He turned his head to see that Alli was asleep next to him. She was holding one of her healing stones in her hand. That's when he noticed that his back didn't hurt, and it should be making him scream out in pain.
Stealthily, he got up and walked to the bathroom. In the mirror, Lucian found that his back was in perfect. That his wings were attached, something he feared that wasn't. "Wow. Alli, your getting really good at this," he whispered to himself.
Lucian walked back to the room and noticed that she had new bruises on her arms. "But why don't you ever use your gifts on yourself?"
He called in a small wooden box that held his own healing stones. Grabbing a small green one, he placed it in the center on Alli's back. The stone began to glow; the light consumed her back for a moment. When it cleared her back was totally healed. Lucian proceeded in putting the stone away when Alli said, "You didn't have to do that you know."
He looked at his sister, "Why not?"
She sat up and stretched. One could see the tattoo of a tiger with its jaws wide and claws unsheathed on her lower hip. "I was going to do it, but I needed some sleep. And anyway, you need to keep your strength."
Lucian stood up and walked to the small window. "For what?"
"Lucian, you're a pleasure slave and Yamara's favorite punching bag. You need your strength." She looked down at her hands. "You don't need to waste it on small things."
Lucian turned to her angrily. "And your health is a small thing? You're my sister, my only family. I don't want to lose you."
Alli smiled a smile with blue-gray eyes.
Lucian called in his cloths trunk and pulled out a deep black button up sweater and handed it to his sister. "I want you to wear this, ok."
"I can't take this; it's your favorite sweater." He took it and put it offer Alli's shoulders.
"Yes and as such would carry my scent. It's strong enough and dark enough to make most men and women think twice before doing anything to you. And take this, always have it at your side." Lucian held out a beautiful and sharp dagger. Alli backed away.
"I can't take that Lucian, it's you favorite. The dagger that..."
"Our father gave me, I know. That's why you're only borrowing it..."
"Oh that's nice."
"...You'll give it back when we get out of here." He pressed the weapon into her hand. "I know you know how to use it. We were taught by the Elves and Dea La Mon, not to mention a few Eryians."
That's when two of Yamara's guards walked in. Both siblings vanished what was theirs.
Lucian stepped in front of Alli, playing the overprotective brother very well.
The man was deeply afraid of Lucian and his anger, but was good at hiding it. He stepped next to Lucian and grabbed Alli's arm. If he herd Lucian's snarl, he didn't show it. "Yamara wants to see the whore."
At that, Lucian broke the guard wrist. He stepped back, holding his wrist in has good arm saying, "You can do what you want, but she will have to go see Yamara no matter what, but her punishment will be that much worse."
Alli placed a comforting hand on her brother's shoulder and walked to the door.
The guard fallowed her, but kept away from the furious Lucian.
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I have to keep writing the story, so I'll stop here now. Please review.
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Lucian woke up in a Spartan bedroom that he and his sister are taken to after every punishment. He turned his head to see that Alli was asleep next to him. She was holding one of her healing stones in her hand. That's when he noticed that his back didn't hurt, and it should be making him scream out in pain.
Stealthily, he got up and walked to the bathroom. In the mirror, Lucian found that his back was in perfect. That his wings were attached, something he feared that wasn't. "Wow. Alli, your getting really good at this," he whispered to himself.
Lucian walked back to the room and noticed that she had new bruises on her arms. "But why don't you ever use your gifts on yourself?"
He called in a small wooden box that held his own healing stones. Grabbing a small green one, he placed it in the center on Alli's back. The stone began to glow; the light consumed her back for a moment. When it cleared her back was totally healed. Lucian proceeded in putting the stone away when Alli said, "You didn't have to do that you know."
He looked at his sister, "Why not?"
She sat up and stretched. One could see the tattoo of a tiger with its jaws wide and claws unsheathed on her lower hip. "I was going to do it, but I needed some sleep. And anyway, you need to keep your strength."
Lucian stood up and walked to the small window. "For what?"
"Lucian, you're a pleasure slave and Yamara's favorite punching bag. You need your strength." She looked down at her hands. "You don't need to waste it on small things."
Lucian turned to her angrily. "And your health is a small thing? You're my sister, my only family. I don't want to lose you."
Alli smiled a smile with blue-gray eyes.
Lucian called in his cloths trunk and pulled out a deep black button up sweater and handed it to his sister. "I want you to wear this, ok."
"I can't take this; it's your favorite sweater." He took it and put it offer Alli's shoulders.
"Yes and as such would carry my scent. It's strong enough and dark enough to make most men and women think twice before doing anything to you. And take this, always have it at your side." Lucian held out a beautiful and sharp dagger. Alli backed away.
"I can't take that Lucian, it's you favorite. The dagger that..."
"Our father gave me, I know. That's why you're only borrowing it..."
"Oh that's nice."
"...You'll give it back when we get out of here." He pressed the weapon into her hand. "I know you know how to use it. We were taught by the Elves and Dea La Mon, not to mention a few Eryians."
That's when two of Yamara's guards walked in. Both siblings vanished what was theirs.
Lucian stepped in front of Alli, playing the overprotective brother very well.
The man was deeply afraid of Lucian and his anger, but was good at hiding it. He stepped next to Lucian and grabbed Alli's arm. If he herd Lucian's snarl, he didn't show it. "Yamara wants to see the whore."
At that, Lucian broke the guard wrist. He stepped back, holding his wrist in has good arm saying, "You can do what you want, but she will have to go see Yamara no matter what, but her punishment will be that much worse."
Alli placed a comforting hand on her brother's shoulder and walked to the door.
The guard fallowed her, but kept away from the furious Lucian.
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I have to keep writing the story, so I'll stop here now. Please review.