Author's Note:

No stars! AH! NO! What am I to do? This chapter is going to sound very odd... And they add so many extra spaces. O.o;;

Yay! Not a whole month before the next update! :D So Spiff! See, what's really cool is that school is out in 2 days! TWO! dances around It's so awesome. But the reality of it is that the 8th grade class, yes I know I am very young... don't hate me! ;.;, has been together for NINE years and it is going to be very hard to say goodbye to some people. Our graduation is Wednesday, but I'm having all the 8th grade girls over so we still get to have fun... one last time. Hyp already volunteered to bring cheesecake, but I told her that no one would be really awake, and if so... they'd be VERY slaphappy. begins to remember late night black jack after 3 and a half code reds O.o;;

Life's been great, once again and the music that I am using as inspiration is Jeanne (spelling?) Cotter. She is very awesome. Along with George Winston. Two very lovely piano composers who make very calming music... which doesn't go with this next chapter at all. OH WELL!

I have hit 200 reviews! Hooray! skips around I didn't know this until I checked my review history to make sure that a review for Deana got in, you can never trust ff.net these days. It's actually 206, but... Well, that's a lot of reviews. ... Most of them containing Eluross in sunglasses, El angst pleas, and ELF HUNTING SEASON! Yeah!

Now that that's over I will repeat for those who may not have figured this out yet. Responses to reviews be at the bottom. =D And without any more rambling, I present Chapter 15 (how old I am going to be in about a month! ): Missing Pieces

Chapter 15:

Missing Pieces

Legolas felt nothing. It was a mere empty void that surrounded him. Black and tantalizing, beckoning to draw him closer into its cold clutches. The archer then felt a wave of helplessness as he knew that his comrades must be worried about him. Wait... what comrades? The blonde remembered he had come to this terrible place with one other being, but beyond that, any and every bit or knowledge was lost. His companion had been short with a clean- shaven face. No, or was it tall with an equally long beard.

Give in, the demon inside murmured in a deep baritone voice that echoed through the elf's vacant mind.

Who are you? Legolas questioned back at the embodied voice.

I would be questioning yourself first before I, the voice taunted. You have no power here.

I do not wish for power, the prince said in his own stern voice. I wish for answers.

You are missing the pieces of the puzzle, my friend, the voice replied in an uncaring voice that bore the hypocrisy of its words.

What pieces?

Do you wish me to tell you.

I would beg you.

With a flailing hand, Aragorn caught the rim of the basin and his legs slammed against the smooth wall. The man struggled to get a firm foothold, but the glossy surface held no tweaks. The ranger spotted the massive orc above him, raising its club to remove his fingers from the rim. But, before the foul beast could do anything of the sort, the king clamped a second hand on the rim and swung back and forth a few times before gaining momentum enough to swing over the rim. His back hit the stone abruptly and he made a mental note to never do that again. He slid underneath the orc and gripped a bloody orc sword on the way. The man sprang to his feet as he was now behind his opponent. In one fell swoop, the man took the beast's head off, allowing for dark blood to slowly ooze from the wound.

But his victory was short-lived. Another orc came into the ranger's view, with a sickly looking bow in its bloody hands. In an instant, the king had produced his own bow and drawn the string taut with an arrow. The orc; however, loosed its arrow first. The feathered weapon sailed through the air with a sort of whistle before catching another orc through its head. The ranger had ducked and now had the upper hand. He loosed his own arrow and it struck through the heart of his opponent. The foul beast slumped to the ground, pushing the arrow through the heart further, until it protruded from its back.

Aragorn heard a cry from somewhere below him and knew it to be that of Gimli. He spun on his heel, the sole protesting at the rash movement, to see the dwarf pinned on the stairs into the Pool of Memories and Palandor triumphantly raising a bloody knife.

Gandalf stroked his beard once, then once again. Aragorn had disappeared with no trace into the earth. This puzzled the wizard tremendously. He glanced over at the area where he had last seen the king, but before he could investigate the tracks further, the sky let loose a downpour, washing away the small layer of soil over the trapdoor, revealing it and all its secrets. It was a hard oak with brass hinges that disappeared underneath the small patch of grass that surrounded the small hole. The istari stood and strode over to the small door. He pressed on the door with his right hand and it swung open. The wizard then noticed a small moth that fluttered by. He smiled before drawing it to him.

"Bring the eagles to this place, old friend," Mithrandir said in a whispy voice. "Elrond will be needing to attend to the wounded."

And after a small chant, the wizard released the small insect and it fluttered off, a nearly invisible bubble protecting it from the raging storm. He stood again, rainwater pouring off of his robes. He smiled and said another small phrase. The now muddy robes were pearly white and completely dry.

"Now then," he said to his faithful steed Shadowfax. "Ride to Rivendell. We will meet you in due time."

The albino let off a small neigh in protest.

"Yes we, Shadowfax," the wizard replied with a wink. "Now ride. You would not want to get all of our supplies wet, would you?"

An indignant snort was the only reply before the horse cantered off into the distance, towards the vicious mountains that, on the other side, housed the establishment of Imaldris.

"Did not think so," the bearded elder said with a smile.

The wizard shifted the white staff into his other hand and returned to the small opening in the ground and lowered himself into it. The wooden shaft was the only thing that the istari could see, but that was all that mattered at the current moment. The rough surface, the wizard suggested, would not be an easy ride down. He glanced at the trapdoor and noticed a bronze handle on the inner side of it. Taking the heavy metal handle in his hands, he shut the trapdoor and began his journey downward.

Ah! Another short chapter! O.o;; What is with it. screeches Many apologies! I really don't mean to have short chapters, but I really wanted to get an update in within the month. Also, I have large homework assignments that I need to get to... so this is short, sweet, and to the point...

Time for responses to reviews. Yay!

Star Stallion Ha! Yes, poor Aragorn and Legolas! :D A club? Sounds like a cult of some sort...

Legolas: Yippee.

Elladan: Just wait until she pulls out her shotgun.

Legolas: Meep!

Yes, and the little hobbit children will squeal with glee when Gandy tells a story of he. The great Nerdolas! xD I have a yahoo group that I may be able to upload pictures onto. crosses fingers :DD The only picture I have up now is one of James Potter, but I might be able to add to that. =D The covers are a bit old though, from January of this year, so they don't quite look the best. I might have to go back and tweak them, or just redraw them altogether.

Mogcat Of course! I mean, of course not. Why would I ever want to kill my lovely reviewers? D Let's see how can I give you more of a heart attack... Hmmm... Thanks for the compliment! :D

A Sly Fan xD Yes, they do do that.

Gozilla Hee hee, that is going to hurt! laughs manically Thanks, and yes I know they're short, but even though it is the end of the school year, the teachers still pile on homework!

TeacherTam Aw! Thanks! huggles you and reads the review several more times Wow... you ought to be a politician. That is probably the best review I've ever received. That was simply awesome. I don't know how to reply. That was just... wow. is at a loss for words and gapes a bit more

Well that's all! :D

Ja ne! (See ya in Japanese)

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