By the Light of the Moon
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of Tolkien's creations. I only own SOME of the storyline and the characters I made up. This takes place during "The Two Towers". Legolas is a sexy elf.I'd love to own him! *smiles*
~Okay, now that we've seen hat happens to Mariah when she touches moonlight, I can tell you that many of your assumptions were correct. She is in fact, a werewolf. Let's continue on with the story, shall we? Hee *_^
~By the way, I know my description of Mariah's werewolf form is unusual b/c the fur does not cover her whole body and she does not turn into a full wolf. If any of you have seen the TV show "Big Wolf on Campus" and saw the episode called "Manchurian Werewolf", you should have a faint idea of what her form looks like (refer to Lori as the monster). If you haven't seen it, you'll just have to use your imaginations.
Chapter 4~ Last Day at Edoras
Hours passed a dinner would be served in the hall at that time. Mariah opened her door and shut it quietly behind her. When she reached the hall, she saw King Théoden sitting on his throne with Gandalf by his side. Two young children sat at a table with Eowyn and at another, Aragorn and Gimli sat.Aragorn smoking his pipe and Gimli pigging out on food and wine. "They had no warning. They were unarmed. Now the wild men are moving through the Westfold, burning as they go. Rick, cot and tree," Eowyn stated.
"Where's mama?" the little girl asked, but Eowyn hushed her. Mariah strolled up to a pillar and noticed that she had positioned herself next to Legolas, who was smiling at her. "What's going on?" she whispered.
"The king is deciding on what he should do now that we know Saruman's forces are coming here," Legolas replied quietly.
"This is but a taste of the terror that Saruman will unleash. All the more potent for he is driven now by fear of Sauron. Ride out and meet him head on. Draw him away from your women and children. You must fight," Gandalf said to Théoden as he placed a hand on the king's throne.
"You have two thousand good men riding north as we speak. Éomer is loyal to you. His men will return and fight for their king," Aragorn interrupted.
"They will be three hundred leagues from here by now. Éomer cannot help us. I know what it is that you want of me. But I will not bring further death to my people. I will not risk open war," came Théoden's reply.
"Open war is upon you, whether you would risk it or not," Aragorn stated firmly. Gimli and Legolas felt the tension that was building up between the king and the ranger and knew they should keep quiet to avoid a fight. "When last I looked, Théoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan," King Théoden replied.
"Then, what is the king's decision?" Gandalf asked.
"We must flee to Helm's Deep tomorrow morning. It's where we will be safe." With that, Théoden left the hall with Eowyn and the young children. Mariah looked up at Legolas and then walked over to a table, sitting next to Aragorn and across from Gimli. "What is Helm's Deep?" she asked.
"It's the great fortress of Rohan," Gandalf interrupted as he walked over and joined everyone at the table, except for Legolas. He simply stood where he had been and remained silent. He continued to look Mariah over, admiring her beauty, but searching for her secret. "It will be a dangerous road, Miss Morgan. You will be under protection, but you may still be hurt."
"That could never happen.I can never be harmed and-" She cut herself off. If she had stated one more word, her secret could be out in the open. Gimli glanced at her and gave a look of hope, thinking that Mariah would tell her dark secret. Aragorn noticed Gimli's look and turned to face Mariah. He saw her gripping a necklace tightly and her eyes were closed. When she finally opened them, she saw that everyone's eyes were on her. She released the vice grip she had on the necklace and relaxed. Legolas sat down next to Mariah and studied the charm at the end of the gold chain. It was a red stone with a gold howling wolf over it. "What is this?" he asked as he reached out to touch it.
"Nothing.just something from my home," she said as she clutched it again, covering the charm.
"May I touch-?"
"NO! I mean.no, it's quite delicate," she lied, "I have to be careful with it."
"Okay," Legolas replied with a shrug and he then asked, "Do you know how to fight?"
"What do you mean.fight?"
"Using swords, archery.stuff like that," Aragorn interrupted.
".No." she said quietly as she turned her head toward the table.
"Then we must teach you," Aragorn said as he stood up, "Come on." Mariah listened without question and followed Aragorn to the center of the hall. She had a nervous look on her face and her eyes scanned the room. "Gandalf, may I borrow your sword?"
"Of course, Aragorn," came his reply as he tossed it to Aragorn, who caught it gracefully.
"Here Mariah," he said as he handed her the sword. She almost dropped it when she held it. It was much heavier than she had expected it to be. Aragorn drew his sword and pointed it at Mariah. She jumped back in shock and lifted her sword so the metal touched Aragorn's sword. "Now, I want you to take a swing at me."
"Lord Aragorn, I can't-"
"That's your problem right there. You lack the confidence that is needed in battle. I will not harm you for this is your first time. Just take a swing at me." Mariah did as she was told and Aragorn blocked it immediately. "Good.now I will take a swing at you and you will block me. GO!" With his words, Aragorn swung his blade and Mariah blocked it, but fell to the floor. The ranger gave her a look of disapproval and helped her stand up. "You must try harder and keep your balance. Let's try again." Aragorn repeated his same movement and this time, his opponent blocked it without falling. The training went on for another hour and Aragorn could see how exhausted she was becoming. After all, she had been working hard and she was a weak woman. Legolas stood in awe at how quickly the girl was learning. There was a fire in her that could not be explained. "How about letting an elf take a shot," Legolas shouted.
"It would be a good plan.if it's alright with you, Lady Mariah?" Aragorn asked. She nodded her head in agreement as Aragorn handed Legolas his sword and he stepped forward. "Don't be alarmed, my lady. You will lose this battle for I am an elf and you are only learning.but you will improve." Those words made Mariah cringe and Gimli saw the stress rising in her. She felt her ears start to point, so she took a deep breath and they changed back to normal before anyone noticed. She opened her eyes and threw the sword to the ground. Mariah then looked at her friends and ran out of the hall. Aragorn threw Legolas a glare and then a nod. "I get the message," the elf said under his breath as he ran after the girl.
Mariah locked her bedroom door behind her and sat on the floor. Her body was tensing and she knew he had to let out her anger. She closed her eyes and let the evil sensation run through her veins. When she was fully transformed, she took a deep breath and ran her tongue over her pointed teeth. "I'm going to die," she whispered as she stood up and walked over to the bed. She kicked it and when it moved, she saw that a large trunk lay underneath it. She knelt down in front of it and looked it over. It was at least a hundred years old and a gold lock sealed the dark wood. Mariah stuck her nail into the lock and turned it, breaking it apart. When she opened it dust flew out and made her cough. "Are you alright, Miss Morgan?" a voce said from outside the door.
"Shit," she said quietly as she relaxed her body and let herself turn back to original form.
"Are you alright?" the voice asked again. She walked up to the door and opened it to find Legolas standing there. "I'm fine, Master Elf. Was there something you wanted?"
"Actually.yes," he replied as gently brushed passed her and entered her room, "I wanted to tell you how sorry I am and-" He cut himself off when the trunk caught his attention. Mariah closed the door and knelt beside him as he reached into the trunk and pulled out a bow and a quiver filled with arrows. He set them down and then pulled out a set of clothing that resembled his own. When he glanced back into the trunk, he saw a rather large sword with Elvish writing on it. There was a pair of white knives with three points on them lying next to it (A/N: refer to Electra's knives in the movie "Daredevil"). "Mariah, where did you get this stuff?"
"I just happened to kick the bed in frustration and I found this box. I was about to go through it before you came in."
"These are weapons and clothing of the Elves.except for these unusual knives. I've never seen anything like these before."
"I guess I can use them when we travel to Helm's Deep."
"Yeah, you can," he said as he turned to face her, but she wasn't there. He glanced around the room and then saw her standing by the window, looking up at the cloudy night sky, which covered the dreaded moon. Legolas strolled up next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Miss Morgan, what's been troubling you?"
"Nothing.nothing at all, Legolas."
"Then why are you so distant and depressed?"
"I just don't feel like I belong anywhere.not at home.not here.not anywhere. I'm different than everyone else."
"Who cares what you are? Look at Aragorn, Gimli, and I.we're completely different and we get along just fine."
"True.but you aren't.never mind," Mariah whispered as a tear ran down her face. Legolas lifted her chin up so that her green eyes met his blue ones. He wiped away the tear and simply smiled. "Legolas." She didn't get to finish her sentence. The elf's lips met hers gently and hesitantly, causing her to tremble. She quickly pulled away when his hand touched her neck and stared at the person before her. With a shake of her head, she ran out of her room and slammed the door behind her. Legolas placed his hands on his hips and looked at the ground with a deep breath.
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of Tolkien's creations. I only own SOME of the storyline and the characters I made up. This takes place during "The Two Towers". Legolas is a sexy elf.I'd love to own him! *smiles*
~Okay, now that we've seen hat happens to Mariah when she touches moonlight, I can tell you that many of your assumptions were correct. She is in fact, a werewolf. Let's continue on with the story, shall we? Hee *_^
~By the way, I know my description of Mariah's werewolf form is unusual b/c the fur does not cover her whole body and she does not turn into a full wolf. If any of you have seen the TV show "Big Wolf on Campus" and saw the episode called "Manchurian Werewolf", you should have a faint idea of what her form looks like (refer to Lori as the monster). If you haven't seen it, you'll just have to use your imaginations.
Chapter 4~ Last Day at Edoras
Hours passed a dinner would be served in the hall at that time. Mariah opened her door and shut it quietly behind her. When she reached the hall, she saw King Théoden sitting on his throne with Gandalf by his side. Two young children sat at a table with Eowyn and at another, Aragorn and Gimli sat.Aragorn smoking his pipe and Gimli pigging out on food and wine. "They had no warning. They were unarmed. Now the wild men are moving through the Westfold, burning as they go. Rick, cot and tree," Eowyn stated.
"Where's mama?" the little girl asked, but Eowyn hushed her. Mariah strolled up to a pillar and noticed that she had positioned herself next to Legolas, who was smiling at her. "What's going on?" she whispered.
"The king is deciding on what he should do now that we know Saruman's forces are coming here," Legolas replied quietly.
"This is but a taste of the terror that Saruman will unleash. All the more potent for he is driven now by fear of Sauron. Ride out and meet him head on. Draw him away from your women and children. You must fight," Gandalf said to Théoden as he placed a hand on the king's throne.
"You have two thousand good men riding north as we speak. Éomer is loyal to you. His men will return and fight for their king," Aragorn interrupted.
"They will be three hundred leagues from here by now. Éomer cannot help us. I know what it is that you want of me. But I will not bring further death to my people. I will not risk open war," came Théoden's reply.
"Open war is upon you, whether you would risk it or not," Aragorn stated firmly. Gimli and Legolas felt the tension that was building up between the king and the ranger and knew they should keep quiet to avoid a fight. "When last I looked, Théoden, not Aragorn, was king of Rohan," King Théoden replied.
"Then, what is the king's decision?" Gandalf asked.
"We must flee to Helm's Deep tomorrow morning. It's where we will be safe." With that, Théoden left the hall with Eowyn and the young children. Mariah looked up at Legolas and then walked over to a table, sitting next to Aragorn and across from Gimli. "What is Helm's Deep?" she asked.
"It's the great fortress of Rohan," Gandalf interrupted as he walked over and joined everyone at the table, except for Legolas. He simply stood where he had been and remained silent. He continued to look Mariah over, admiring her beauty, but searching for her secret. "It will be a dangerous road, Miss Morgan. You will be under protection, but you may still be hurt."
"That could never happen.I can never be harmed and-" She cut herself off. If she had stated one more word, her secret could be out in the open. Gimli glanced at her and gave a look of hope, thinking that Mariah would tell her dark secret. Aragorn noticed Gimli's look and turned to face Mariah. He saw her gripping a necklace tightly and her eyes were closed. When she finally opened them, she saw that everyone's eyes were on her. She released the vice grip she had on the necklace and relaxed. Legolas sat down next to Mariah and studied the charm at the end of the gold chain. It was a red stone with a gold howling wolf over it. "What is this?" he asked as he reached out to touch it.
"Nothing.just something from my home," she said as she clutched it again, covering the charm.
"May I touch-?"
"NO! I mean.no, it's quite delicate," she lied, "I have to be careful with it."
"Okay," Legolas replied with a shrug and he then asked, "Do you know how to fight?"
"What do you mean.fight?"
"Using swords, archery.stuff like that," Aragorn interrupted.
".No." she said quietly as she turned her head toward the table.
"Then we must teach you," Aragorn said as he stood up, "Come on." Mariah listened without question and followed Aragorn to the center of the hall. She had a nervous look on her face and her eyes scanned the room. "Gandalf, may I borrow your sword?"
"Of course, Aragorn," came his reply as he tossed it to Aragorn, who caught it gracefully.
"Here Mariah," he said as he handed her the sword. She almost dropped it when she held it. It was much heavier than she had expected it to be. Aragorn drew his sword and pointed it at Mariah. She jumped back in shock and lifted her sword so the metal touched Aragorn's sword. "Now, I want you to take a swing at me."
"Lord Aragorn, I can't-"
"That's your problem right there. You lack the confidence that is needed in battle. I will not harm you for this is your first time. Just take a swing at me." Mariah did as she was told and Aragorn blocked it immediately. "Good.now I will take a swing at you and you will block me. GO!" With his words, Aragorn swung his blade and Mariah blocked it, but fell to the floor. The ranger gave her a look of disapproval and helped her stand up. "You must try harder and keep your balance. Let's try again." Aragorn repeated his same movement and this time, his opponent blocked it without falling. The training went on for another hour and Aragorn could see how exhausted she was becoming. After all, she had been working hard and she was a weak woman. Legolas stood in awe at how quickly the girl was learning. There was a fire in her that could not be explained. "How about letting an elf take a shot," Legolas shouted.
"It would be a good plan.if it's alright with you, Lady Mariah?" Aragorn asked. She nodded her head in agreement as Aragorn handed Legolas his sword and he stepped forward. "Don't be alarmed, my lady. You will lose this battle for I am an elf and you are only learning.but you will improve." Those words made Mariah cringe and Gimli saw the stress rising in her. She felt her ears start to point, so she took a deep breath and they changed back to normal before anyone noticed. She opened her eyes and threw the sword to the ground. Mariah then looked at her friends and ran out of the hall. Aragorn threw Legolas a glare and then a nod. "I get the message," the elf said under his breath as he ran after the girl.
Mariah locked her bedroom door behind her and sat on the floor. Her body was tensing and she knew he had to let out her anger. She closed her eyes and let the evil sensation run through her veins. When she was fully transformed, she took a deep breath and ran her tongue over her pointed teeth. "I'm going to die," she whispered as she stood up and walked over to the bed. She kicked it and when it moved, she saw that a large trunk lay underneath it. She knelt down in front of it and looked it over. It was at least a hundred years old and a gold lock sealed the dark wood. Mariah stuck her nail into the lock and turned it, breaking it apart. When she opened it dust flew out and made her cough. "Are you alright, Miss Morgan?" a voce said from outside the door.
"Shit," she said quietly as she relaxed her body and let herself turn back to original form.
"Are you alright?" the voice asked again. She walked up to the door and opened it to find Legolas standing there. "I'm fine, Master Elf. Was there something you wanted?"
"Actually.yes," he replied as gently brushed passed her and entered her room, "I wanted to tell you how sorry I am and-" He cut himself off when the trunk caught his attention. Mariah closed the door and knelt beside him as he reached into the trunk and pulled out a bow and a quiver filled with arrows. He set them down and then pulled out a set of clothing that resembled his own. When he glanced back into the trunk, he saw a rather large sword with Elvish writing on it. There was a pair of white knives with three points on them lying next to it (A/N: refer to Electra's knives in the movie "Daredevil"). "Mariah, where did you get this stuff?"
"I just happened to kick the bed in frustration and I found this box. I was about to go through it before you came in."
"These are weapons and clothing of the Elves.except for these unusual knives. I've never seen anything like these before."
"I guess I can use them when we travel to Helm's Deep."
"Yeah, you can," he said as he turned to face her, but she wasn't there. He glanced around the room and then saw her standing by the window, looking up at the cloudy night sky, which covered the dreaded moon. Legolas strolled up next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Miss Morgan, what's been troubling you?"
"Nothing.nothing at all, Legolas."
"Then why are you so distant and depressed?"
"I just don't feel like I belong anywhere.not at home.not here.not anywhere. I'm different than everyone else."
"Who cares what you are? Look at Aragorn, Gimli, and I.we're completely different and we get along just fine."
"True.but you aren't.never mind," Mariah whispered as a tear ran down her face. Legolas lifted her chin up so that her green eyes met his blue ones. He wiped away the tear and simply smiled. "Legolas." She didn't get to finish her sentence. The elf's lips met hers gently and hesitantly, causing her to tremble. She quickly pulled away when his hand touched her neck and stared at the person before her. With a shake of her head, she ran out of her room and slammed the door behind her. Legolas placed his hands on his hips and looked at the ground with a deep breath.