Title: the Slayer and the Fellowship
Author: Princess Serenity
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: *sigh* I own nothing but the plot, and the site I've been getting the script of the movie from is seatofkings.net. Great site!
Author's Notes: I'm back.. Back again! lol Thank you all for the wonderful reviews I've been getting! It really helps to write more knowing that people enjoy reading this! Glad everyone likes it!
"..." Speech
'...' Thoughts
~*...*~ Changes between worlds
Ch.7 Lothlorien
Willow shot up. "BUFFY!" She cried out and shook with fear. "Willow?" Giles asked her with worry. Willow blinked a few times and realized she was still in the Magic Box, looking for a spell to bring Buffy and Dawn back. "I must have fell asleep." She breathed. Giles nodded. "Yes, you did. You've been working on finding a spell non-stop for a month now." He said, sipping on a cup of tea. Willow brushed a hand through her hair and sighed. "I know I have. We haven't seen anything of Glory and I'm worried about Buffy and Dawn." Willow answered.
"As am I." Giles said.
~*~*~
Saruman was preparing to send his Urk-Hai out to find and destroy the Fellowship, bring the Ring and Key to him, and then there would be the destruction of men and Middle-Earth. He walked along under Isengard to over look the progress of his armies. "Everything is going well, my Lord." An Orc informed him. Saruman nodded. "Good." He said.
Buffys legs were aching terribly. They ran for the better part of two days towards Lothlorien without much rest. Aragorn said that they must press on for the protection of the woods. "Are we there yet?" Buffy asked. Legolas nodded. "Yes, we are almost there. It's just over this hill." He answered her. Buffy sighed in relief. "Thank God.." She whispered. She wanted nothing but to sleep for a year. The fact that Gandalf was gone was still fresh in her mind, as it was in everyone's.
Awhile later, they reached the woods. Buffy looked around and was glad the hot sun was off of her. "How close are we to Lothlorien, Aragorn?" Dawn asked. "We are almost there. Do not worry, we are protected." He answered. Dawn nodded.
"Stay close, young Hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell." Gimli said to the four Hobbits. They looked at each other warily. Dawn heard a voice inside her head and gasped as it said her name.
"And are never seen again." Gimli went on. 'You are coming to us as the footsteps of doom... You bring great evil here, Key.' The voice continued. Dawn looked around, alarmed. Buffy saw this and raised an eyebrow. "Dawn? Are you ok?" She asked. Dawn looked at Buffy when the voice stopped and nodded. "Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox." Gimli said, continuing on even though no one was listening to him.
Next thing Buffy and the others knew, arrows were pointing at them from every direction. An elf similar looking to Legolas walked up to them. "The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark." He said. Aragorn bowed to the elf and Buffy wondered why. "Haldir o Lórien. Henio aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn." Aragorn said in Elvish. She looked at Legolas. "What did he say to him?" She asked. "He said 'Haldir of Lorien. We come here for help. We need your protection.'" Legolas translated. Buffy nodded. "Oh.. I see." She said.
Gimli looked at the arrow pointed straight at his nose. "Aragorn! These woods are perilous. We should go back." He said. Haldir moved his gaze from Aragorn to Gimli. "You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting." He said. The other elves dropped their bows and followed Haldir as he led the way to Lothlorien. "She's waiting for us? She knew we were coming?" Dawn asked. Aragorn nodded. "Pshh. Some welcoming party." Buffy said.
Haldir led them up stairs that swirled around great trees. Soon they came to a platform and their was an almost blinding white light and Buffy wondered if all elves entered like that, remembering her first meeting with Arwen.
"Ten that there are here, yet eleven there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him." The male elf said. The woman elf looked at Aragorn. "He has fallen into Shadow." She said sadly. Aragorn nodded. "The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail to the ruin of all." She went on, looking pointedly at Boromir. She then moved her gaze to Sam. "Yet hope remains while the Company is true." She added. She then looked at the others. "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest, for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight, you will sleep in peace..." She said, allowing them to go.
Galadriel had had baths ready for Buffy and Dawn, and had dresses ready for them when they were done. Buffy had scrubbed herself free of all the dirt she could find, and her skin and hair felt like it was shining. She slipped on the white lace dress Galadriels ladies had left her. Her hair had yet to dry, and it was starting to curl. Buffy came back to where everyone was and felt their eyes watching her. "Go ahead Dawn, your turn." She said. She sat next to Merry. She heard music playing faintly.
"A lament for Gandalf." Legolas said, listening. "What do they say about him?" Merry asked. Legolas turned around and stared at Merry. "I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near." He said, leaving the subject alone.
Buffy was leaning against a tree. Legolas came up next to her and sat down. "Aragorn said we are leaving in the morning. I suggest you get some sleep." He said. "I'm not... Tired.." Buffy said through a yawn. Legolas grinned. "Yes you are." He said. He pointed to a spot that looked very inviting to Buffy. "Rest." He commanded. Buffy rolled her eyes and laid down. "What about you?" She asked. "Elves don't need sleep as much as humans do." He replied. Buffy nodded. "Oh.. I see. Well, I'll see you in the morning then." She said and closed her eyes. Legolas bent down and kissed her cheek. "Goodnight." He whispered. But Buffy was already dead asleep.
As soon as Dawn was sure the others were all asleep, she snuck down to explore the city. She found a staircase that led down to an opening with a birdbath in the middle. Or, it looked like a birdbath to Dawn. She went down the stairs and met Galadriel. "Oh.. Sorry. Didn't mean to intrude." She said. Galadriel smiled. "You have no reason to be sorry. I knew you would find this sooner or later." She said, gesturing to the basin. "You knew I'd find your birdbath?" Dawn asked, confused. Galadriel went to a fountain and filled up a silver pitcher full of water. "It is not a birdbath, Dawn. But a very peculiar mirror." She said.
"A mirror?" Dawn asked, peering at it.
Galadriel nodded and began to empty the water from the pitcher into the mirror. "Will you look into the mirror?" She asked. Dawn looked straight at Galadriel. "What will I see?" She asked, a little on edge. "Even the wisest cannot tell. Things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass." She said.
Dawn gulped and stepped up and looked. At first all she saw was her reflection in the water, then it started to swirl. She saw Willow, Tara, Giles, Xander, Anya, Spike and herself standing in a group looking sadly down at something. Then the mirror swirled again and she saw Buffy fighting Glory at the bottom of a tower. At the top of the tower was herself. She was bleeding from several cuts on her stomach. Dawn saw tears streaking down her face as the blood dripped, as the blood hit midair, the earth shook, and a purplish white portal opened. Monsters and demons of all sorts started spilling out.
The mirror swirled again and Buffy was now standing at the top of the tower with her. Dawn guessed Buffy had defeated Glory. Buffy was watching the portal, deep in thought. 'Death is her gift.' Something whispered in Dawns mind. Then Buffy looked back at Dawn, what she was going to do evident in her eyes. Dawn saw herself shaking her head in protest, crying to Buffy not to do it as Buffy talked, Dawn not hearing the words her sister was telling her. Buffy hugged Dawn tightly, then kissed her on the forehead after letting her go.
Dawns heart sped up as she saw Buffy run and swan dived off of the tower and into the portal, allowing it to suck the life out of her. Then Dawn saw the eye. "Dawn.. We will have you. She will have you." It said. At that point, Dawn fell back and away from the mirror, breathing hard, looking up at Galadriel, who was staring back. "I know what it is you saw." She said. Dawn averted her gaze and looked at the grass. "Buffy... She's going to.. To die be-because of.. Me.." Dawn said.
Galadriel nodded. "Yes, she is. It is her gift." She said. Dawn looked back at Galadriel, tears in her eyes. "I won't let Buffy do it!" She yelled, voice wavering. She stood back up and went back to the group.
Galadriel watched Dawn walk away with sorrow. "I know, Dawn. The fate that was meant for your sister will be yours."
Dawn reached the group to find they were all still sleeping. She looked at Buffy and found her sister curled in Legolas' arms, sleeping peacefully. Or was she?
~Dream~
Buffy felt like her head was being supported by a rock instead of Legolas' shoulder. It left her feeling very uncomfortable, and hurt her neck, causing her to wake up. When she opened her eyes, Buffy wasn't in the beautiful woods of Lothlorien. She was in the desert, with a fire burning in front of her. She looked around confusedly for the others. Instead, she found the first slayer staring at her through the other side of the flames.
"What the hell?" Buffy asked. "Welcome, Buffy Summers." The first slayer said through Buffys mind. "Welcome? What am I doing here?" Buffy asked.
"I am here to tell you what you seek." The first slayer answered. Buffy sat a little straighter. "My gift.. The reason why it's harder for me to get close to anyone, to let people inside my heart.. To.. To love." Buffy said.
The first slayer nodded. "Yes."
"Then tell me. I've waited long enough."
"The reason why is because you are a killer. Not to living things, but to the undead. You've been the slayer for so long, your heart has gone cold, hard as stone. You've been hurt so much in the past, you are afraid to let anyone else in. The same had happened to me." The first slayer explained.
"So then what is my gift?" Buffy asked.
"Death."
Buffy shook her head. "No, death is not a gift. Death is painful, and something no one should go through."
"Death is your gift. As it was mine, and the many slayers before you." The first slayer said. "You've given death to many demons, even to a man you loved, and still love."
Buffys heart tightened. "Angel." She breathed.
The first slayer nodded. "Yes. The time will come for you to understand the things I have told you. It is time for you to go now."
"What.. Wait, I have more questions-" Buffy was cut off as she was blinded by a white light.
~End Dream~
Buffy shot awake and saw the others looking at her. "What?" She asked. "We've been trying to wake you for the past half hour!" Pippin said. "You have?" She asked and looked at Dawn and Legolas. They both nodded. "Oh..." She said and stood up. "Come, change your clothes quickly, Aragorn is waiting to leave." Legolas said. Buffy nodded and waited until the others left to change out of her dress and into her traveling clothes. Or, the clothes she arrived to Middle-Earth in that had been washed by Galadriels ladies.
An hour later, they all sat in boats, waiting to row out of Lothlorien. Galadriel had given them all special gifts, and food to last them the rest of their journey. Galadriel had given Buffy a sword of her own, Dawn a Mythril coat similar to Frodos, Sam a silver rope, Merry and Pippin daggers, Aragorn a curved dagger, Legolas a new bow, Gimli one last look at Galadriels beauty, and to Frodo the light of Earendil, their most beloved star, and they all received Elven cloaks.
They all rowed off, thinking of the words Galadriel said to them separately. Dawn looked back, seeing Galadriel still standing there on the shore, her hand held up outwards, watching them sail off.
Author: Princess Serenity
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: *sigh* I own nothing but the plot, and the site I've been getting the script of the movie from is seatofkings.net. Great site!
Author's Notes: I'm back.. Back again! lol Thank you all for the wonderful reviews I've been getting! It really helps to write more knowing that people enjoy reading this! Glad everyone likes it!
"..." Speech
'...' Thoughts
~*...*~ Changes between worlds
Ch.7 Lothlorien
Willow shot up. "BUFFY!" She cried out and shook with fear. "Willow?" Giles asked her with worry. Willow blinked a few times and realized she was still in the Magic Box, looking for a spell to bring Buffy and Dawn back. "I must have fell asleep." She breathed. Giles nodded. "Yes, you did. You've been working on finding a spell non-stop for a month now." He said, sipping on a cup of tea. Willow brushed a hand through her hair and sighed. "I know I have. We haven't seen anything of Glory and I'm worried about Buffy and Dawn." Willow answered.
"As am I." Giles said.
~*~*~
Saruman was preparing to send his Urk-Hai out to find and destroy the Fellowship, bring the Ring and Key to him, and then there would be the destruction of men and Middle-Earth. He walked along under Isengard to over look the progress of his armies. "Everything is going well, my Lord." An Orc informed him. Saruman nodded. "Good." He said.
Buffys legs were aching terribly. They ran for the better part of two days towards Lothlorien without much rest. Aragorn said that they must press on for the protection of the woods. "Are we there yet?" Buffy asked. Legolas nodded. "Yes, we are almost there. It's just over this hill." He answered her. Buffy sighed in relief. "Thank God.." She whispered. She wanted nothing but to sleep for a year. The fact that Gandalf was gone was still fresh in her mind, as it was in everyone's.
Awhile later, they reached the woods. Buffy looked around and was glad the hot sun was off of her. "How close are we to Lothlorien, Aragorn?" Dawn asked. "We are almost there. Do not worry, we are protected." He answered. Dawn nodded.
"Stay close, young Hobbits! They say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An Elf-witch of terrible power. All who look upon her fall under her spell." Gimli said to the four Hobbits. They looked at each other warily. Dawn heard a voice inside her head and gasped as it said her name.
"And are never seen again." Gimli went on. 'You are coming to us as the footsteps of doom... You bring great evil here, Key.' The voice continued. Dawn looked around, alarmed. Buffy saw this and raised an eyebrow. "Dawn? Are you ok?" She asked. Dawn looked at Buffy when the voice stopped and nodded. "Well, here's one dwarf she won't ensnare so easily. I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox." Gimli said, continuing on even though no one was listening to him.
Next thing Buffy and the others knew, arrows were pointing at them from every direction. An elf similar looking to Legolas walked up to them. "The Dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot him in the dark." He said. Aragorn bowed to the elf and Buffy wondered why. "Haldir o Lórien. Henio aníron, boe ammen i dulu lîn. Boe ammen veriad lîn." Aragorn said in Elvish. She looked at Legolas. "What did he say to him?" She asked. "He said 'Haldir of Lorien. We come here for help. We need your protection.'" Legolas translated. Buffy nodded. "Oh.. I see." She said.
Gimli looked at the arrow pointed straight at his nose. "Aragorn! These woods are perilous. We should go back." He said. Haldir moved his gaze from Aragorn to Gimli. "You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. You cannot go back. Come. She is waiting." He said. The other elves dropped their bows and followed Haldir as he led the way to Lothlorien. "She's waiting for us? She knew we were coming?" Dawn asked. Aragorn nodded. "Pshh. Some welcoming party." Buffy said.
Haldir led them up stairs that swirled around great trees. Soon they came to a platform and their was an almost blinding white light and Buffy wondered if all elves entered like that, remembering her first meeting with Arwen.
"Ten that there are here, yet eleven there were set out from Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him." The male elf said. The woman elf looked at Aragorn. "He has fallen into Shadow." She said sadly. Aragorn nodded. "The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail to the ruin of all." She went on, looking pointedly at Boromir. She then moved her gaze to Sam. "Yet hope remains while the Company is true." She added. She then looked at the others. "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest, for you are weary with sorrow and much toil. Tonight, you will sleep in peace..." She said, allowing them to go.
Galadriel had had baths ready for Buffy and Dawn, and had dresses ready for them when they were done. Buffy had scrubbed herself free of all the dirt she could find, and her skin and hair felt like it was shining. She slipped on the white lace dress Galadriels ladies had left her. Her hair had yet to dry, and it was starting to curl. Buffy came back to where everyone was and felt their eyes watching her. "Go ahead Dawn, your turn." She said. She sat next to Merry. She heard music playing faintly.
"A lament for Gandalf." Legolas said, listening. "What do they say about him?" Merry asked. Legolas turned around and stared at Merry. "I have not the heart to tell you. For me the grief is still too near." He said, leaving the subject alone.
Buffy was leaning against a tree. Legolas came up next to her and sat down. "Aragorn said we are leaving in the morning. I suggest you get some sleep." He said. "I'm not... Tired.." Buffy said through a yawn. Legolas grinned. "Yes you are." He said. He pointed to a spot that looked very inviting to Buffy. "Rest." He commanded. Buffy rolled her eyes and laid down. "What about you?" She asked. "Elves don't need sleep as much as humans do." He replied. Buffy nodded. "Oh.. I see. Well, I'll see you in the morning then." She said and closed her eyes. Legolas bent down and kissed her cheek. "Goodnight." He whispered. But Buffy was already dead asleep.
As soon as Dawn was sure the others were all asleep, she snuck down to explore the city. She found a staircase that led down to an opening with a birdbath in the middle. Or, it looked like a birdbath to Dawn. She went down the stairs and met Galadriel. "Oh.. Sorry. Didn't mean to intrude." She said. Galadriel smiled. "You have no reason to be sorry. I knew you would find this sooner or later." She said, gesturing to the basin. "You knew I'd find your birdbath?" Dawn asked, confused. Galadriel went to a fountain and filled up a silver pitcher full of water. "It is not a birdbath, Dawn. But a very peculiar mirror." She said.
"A mirror?" Dawn asked, peering at it.
Galadriel nodded and began to empty the water from the pitcher into the mirror. "Will you look into the mirror?" She asked. Dawn looked straight at Galadriel. "What will I see?" She asked, a little on edge. "Even the wisest cannot tell. Things that were, things that are, and some things that have not yet come to pass." She said.
Dawn gulped and stepped up and looked. At first all she saw was her reflection in the water, then it started to swirl. She saw Willow, Tara, Giles, Xander, Anya, Spike and herself standing in a group looking sadly down at something. Then the mirror swirled again and she saw Buffy fighting Glory at the bottom of a tower. At the top of the tower was herself. She was bleeding from several cuts on her stomach. Dawn saw tears streaking down her face as the blood dripped, as the blood hit midair, the earth shook, and a purplish white portal opened. Monsters and demons of all sorts started spilling out.
The mirror swirled again and Buffy was now standing at the top of the tower with her. Dawn guessed Buffy had defeated Glory. Buffy was watching the portal, deep in thought. 'Death is her gift.' Something whispered in Dawns mind. Then Buffy looked back at Dawn, what she was going to do evident in her eyes. Dawn saw herself shaking her head in protest, crying to Buffy not to do it as Buffy talked, Dawn not hearing the words her sister was telling her. Buffy hugged Dawn tightly, then kissed her on the forehead after letting her go.
Dawns heart sped up as she saw Buffy run and swan dived off of the tower and into the portal, allowing it to suck the life out of her. Then Dawn saw the eye. "Dawn.. We will have you. She will have you." It said. At that point, Dawn fell back and away from the mirror, breathing hard, looking up at Galadriel, who was staring back. "I know what it is you saw." She said. Dawn averted her gaze and looked at the grass. "Buffy... She's going to.. To die be-because of.. Me.." Dawn said.
Galadriel nodded. "Yes, she is. It is her gift." She said. Dawn looked back at Galadriel, tears in her eyes. "I won't let Buffy do it!" She yelled, voice wavering. She stood back up and went back to the group.
Galadriel watched Dawn walk away with sorrow. "I know, Dawn. The fate that was meant for your sister will be yours."
Dawn reached the group to find they were all still sleeping. She looked at Buffy and found her sister curled in Legolas' arms, sleeping peacefully. Or was she?
~Dream~
Buffy felt like her head was being supported by a rock instead of Legolas' shoulder. It left her feeling very uncomfortable, and hurt her neck, causing her to wake up. When she opened her eyes, Buffy wasn't in the beautiful woods of Lothlorien. She was in the desert, with a fire burning in front of her. She looked around confusedly for the others. Instead, she found the first slayer staring at her through the other side of the flames.
"What the hell?" Buffy asked. "Welcome, Buffy Summers." The first slayer said through Buffys mind. "Welcome? What am I doing here?" Buffy asked.
"I am here to tell you what you seek." The first slayer answered. Buffy sat a little straighter. "My gift.. The reason why it's harder for me to get close to anyone, to let people inside my heart.. To.. To love." Buffy said.
The first slayer nodded. "Yes."
"Then tell me. I've waited long enough."
"The reason why is because you are a killer. Not to living things, but to the undead. You've been the slayer for so long, your heart has gone cold, hard as stone. You've been hurt so much in the past, you are afraid to let anyone else in. The same had happened to me." The first slayer explained.
"So then what is my gift?" Buffy asked.
"Death."
Buffy shook her head. "No, death is not a gift. Death is painful, and something no one should go through."
"Death is your gift. As it was mine, and the many slayers before you." The first slayer said. "You've given death to many demons, even to a man you loved, and still love."
Buffys heart tightened. "Angel." She breathed.
The first slayer nodded. "Yes. The time will come for you to understand the things I have told you. It is time for you to go now."
"What.. Wait, I have more questions-" Buffy was cut off as she was blinded by a white light.
~End Dream~
Buffy shot awake and saw the others looking at her. "What?" She asked. "We've been trying to wake you for the past half hour!" Pippin said. "You have?" She asked and looked at Dawn and Legolas. They both nodded. "Oh..." She said and stood up. "Come, change your clothes quickly, Aragorn is waiting to leave." Legolas said. Buffy nodded and waited until the others left to change out of her dress and into her traveling clothes. Or, the clothes she arrived to Middle-Earth in that had been washed by Galadriels ladies.
An hour later, they all sat in boats, waiting to row out of Lothlorien. Galadriel had given them all special gifts, and food to last them the rest of their journey. Galadriel had given Buffy a sword of her own, Dawn a Mythril coat similar to Frodos, Sam a silver rope, Merry and Pippin daggers, Aragorn a curved dagger, Legolas a new bow, Gimli one last look at Galadriels beauty, and to Frodo the light of Earendil, their most beloved star, and they all received Elven cloaks.
They all rowed off, thinking of the words Galadriel said to them separately. Dawn looked back, seeing Galadriel still standing there on the shore, her hand held up outwards, watching them sail off.