Title: Moon Rune
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com
Rating: PG-13 for now (swearing)
Summary: The three Slayers of our time are sent to Middle-Earth to kick Vampire @$$. Romance to come.
Feed back: Please review, even if it's a one liner, so I know there are people reading.
Warning: Uh, violence to come?
Chapter 5
Elrohir and Elladan stood before their father, and the guests from another world. They were identical from their twinkling blue eyes and dark brown hair, to the way they stood. They were currently wearing different tunics though, and Celia made note of this. Elladan wore the eggplant color, and his brother wore a faded blue. She couldn't help but wonder HOW close they resembled each other.
She began to smile slyly, until Bonnie knocked her upside the head. "This is NO time for ogling the sights. Ellen is still out there with an army after her." Celia was instantly subdued as Bonnie hissed into her ear. "So, why are the boy wonders here?"
Elrond raised a sexy eyebrow (she thought so any way) at her in confusion, but didn't question her slang. "Arni'or told me the leader of the last attack on the Mirkwood travelers asked the Lady Ellen for rings. She said she didn't have any, though. None that she knew of, any way." The twins eyes widened.
"The rings have been found?" Celia frowned at Elrond.
"What rings? What does it have to do with Ellie?"
"There are rings of power in this world. I wield one of them. There are nine others. There used to be twenty originally, but the others fell to darkness, and were destroyed. Not long ago, two more rings were made. In secret. Only the other elf lords and myself know of their existence. My son's are the ones to wield them. They are called the rings of Elrohir and Elladan. They were used to hunt orcs, Urak-hai, and other fouls creatures. They still have them, but their rings have been weakened greatly. My sons witnessed them copying themselves, before vanishing in a white light. It appears, that the copies have been found."
"Arneania."
"That's what I thought when I heard about the light. Lady Ellen just may have them, but can't see them yet. It's odd that she has both."
"What do you mean she can't see them?"
"Only people who know they are there, or wield as it's owner, can see it. It may also be seen during battle, when the need to fight grows heavy, and the rings fetch a weapon to their bearer's hand. Is this Lady Ellen an Elf?"
"No, she's a mortal. Except for the Slayer bit."
"Then she must be a maiden of light in order to use and wear them?"
"Not that we know of."
"Odd. I wou-"
Elrond was cut off at the sound of another horn blaring. Three more sounded. They all rushed out to the receiving area. Four horses cantered into the clearing by the stables. One strawberry golden head, got off his horse and went to another. His arm was in a sling. He helped an elf with gold hair off his horse. It was obvious both were injured. Celia focused her sight on the horse bearing two riders. Recognizing torn jeans on one of them, she ran down the many steps, crying out, "Ellie! Ellie!" Bonnie and Elrond were not far behind.
Celia beamed at Ellen's weary grin, at seeing her friends all right. "Help Legolas off first. He was injured the worst." Ce looked at the male hunched over in the saddle in front. Ellen helped him down, and Celia grabbed him and eased him to the ground. The fair elf winced, and Celia got a good look at him. At the pale sun kissed hair, dark blue eyes, and sensuous curve of his face. "Why is it that I got the furry short men, and you two got the tall, gorgeous ones? That is what I would like to know."
Ellen almost fell as she climbed off the horse. But the horse noticed her trouble, and knelt down for her. She kissed his neck, "Thanks Arod. Crazy horse. Now go frolic with the others like a good little pony, okay?" But he was stubborn, and wanted to make sure his partner and master was all right.
The horses didn't get a scratch on them, and Ellen resented that fact. Of course she didn't BLAME them, though.
She hugged Celia and Bonnie weakly, tired. They, however, proceeded to empty her of her air supply. "Guys?" She gasped, and only then did they let go. She knelt beside Legolas on the ground. "Well, your Highnessness? Looks like we have reversed roles, huh?" He smiled a little at her. Lord Elrond knelt next to him as well. His eyes scanned his body. "Cracked ribs…light sprain…multiple lacerations…"
"How long before he heals fully?"
"A week." Ellen sighed as Herdare joined them.
"I don't suppose you could heal him in time for the council, could you?"
"Fully? Not with out help."
"Bonnie could help."
Elrond looked at Bonnie, studying her. There was a shout in the background, and Ellen and Celia turned to see the Hobbits running towards them. Arwen, Aragorn, the twins and a dwarf not far behind.
"I suppose…How about we get him up to his room first. Then we can see the extent of his damage. Hmm?"
Bonnie nodded. "Strong vampires can cast darkness over a person's heart, and send pain through their skulls. Some can turn into animals."
Celia stood to greet to Hobbits, and Ellen just turned to look at them from her kneeling position. She smiled at their worried glances. "Don't worry, guys. He'll be fine. We were attacked several times on the road. Lord Elrond and Bonnie will heal him in time for the meeting." She turned to the arriving people.
"Elrohir, Elladan? Please help your father with Legolas. Aragorn? Could you help Herdare?" The people she addressed by name were startled to hear their names from a stranger. She stood, swaying slightly.
"And what about you, Ellen? You were injured as well." She glared at the Prince.
"You are more hurt than I am. You and Herdare are my top priority right now. I can make it to my room. Where ever it is."
"I agree with Legolas, Lady. And-"
"Herd? Go to your room and get some sleep. Legolas and I will be fine." She turned to Elrond,
"Where are their rooms?"
"I believe they are across from yours."
"Okay, Elrohir? Elladan? Up and at 'em!"
The twin in the dark purples picked up the Prince, as if he were a baby and started to carry him. Ellen motioned to Aragorn, and he lent his shoulder to Herdare. The elf was still a bit stubborn, and only put a portion of his weight on the mortal. The twin in periwinkle blue stepped forward, and swooped Ellen into his arms before she could protest. And she didn't. She could hear the dwarf giving Legolas grief.
"Well, Elf, what did you get yourself into? Huh? You got a woman ordering you around, and these are the worst battle wounds I've seen on you yet. We never should have parted. I could have kept you out of trouble, blasted elf!" There was a smile in Legolas's voice.
"It's nice to see you, too, Gimli son of Gloin. And first of all, I'd like to see you turn down an order from the Lady Ellen. It would be fun to see her force you do what she wanted. She's stronger than any mortal I've yet to see, and she's quite stubborn. Very much so, just like you Master Dwarf. And besides, I think you wore out your welcome at Mirkwood last time you visited me."
"That indeed I did. But I think some elves are warming up to my race, no thanks to you, Elf."
Legolas laughed at some inside joke, and Gimli and the Hobbits relaxed a bit at his laughter. But their faces grew grim again as Legolas breathed sharply at the pain in his chest. Ellen snuggled in Elrohir's arms, the soft feel of his tunic soothing. She kept her eyes on his twin and Legolas, though. As they turned onto a final stretch of corridor, Elladan and Aragorn moved to one side allowing the Hobbits to open the doors; while Elrohir turned to the other side of the hall with her.
"Ah, ah, ah! I don't think so! To the elves rooms, please. Or I will fight you, Son of Elrond." There was a stubborn warning in her voice, and he knew not to cross her. He followed Aragorn and Herdare. She kissed Herdare's forehead as he lay down, and he seemed to get a bit more color in his cheeks as she did so. Once the tired elf was settled, they moved to Legolas's room. Most of his visitors stayed in the door way, letting only Bonnie and Elrond by his bed. But Ellen jumped from Elrohir's arms and made her way over to the three figures, ignoring the silent protests.
Most of Legolas's clothes had been removed, leaving only what was left of his torn pants. She couldn't help the blush this time. The bed was huge, and seemed to swallow up the Prince's frail figure. Bonnie sat cross-legged by Legolas on one side, with Elrond hovering over him from the other. Ellen crawled onto Bonnie's side, careful not to disturb them. Legolas's eyes were half shut, but she could see him looking at her. The bandages were removed one by one, smallest wound to the largest.
Bonnie's hands traced patterns in the air over him, eyes closed and chanting. Elrond did the same, with his eyes open. Ellen took the bandages, and threw them into a pile. He still seemed to be in great pain. She smiled at him, and took his hand in hers, gripping it. She thought, for a moment, that she could see the magic the elf lord and druid were working on him. Colorful patterns flowing from light, tracing paths into Legolas's body. She envisioned the light entering him as is, through her, instead of taking the long route through the colors. Then there really was a great light, filling the pale elf on the bed.
Ellen gasped and fell over backwards, startled. She sat back up again, to see three startled faces staring at her. Their eyes were wide in awe. Ellen paled, fearing the worst.
"Wha… what I do? What happen-" She cut herself off as she saw that all of Legolas's wounds were gone. His wide blue eyes were no longer feverish, and his coloring was coming back. Her mouth formed a small o. Shadows started to take over her vision, and she fainted.
"Holy *hit, B! What happened?! Is he okay? Is SHE okay!"
Elrond looked at the druid in front of him. Then he turned to Legolas. His color had come back, and every one of his wounds were gone. He stared at Ellen in worry, and made his way over to her side. That was everyone's cue to leave the door and come running in. Celia joined Legolas at Ellen's side.
"Elrohir! Elladan!" The twins came forward, and Ce climbed on the bed so that they could look at Ellen. They took each of her hands in theirs. "So it is true." They held up her hands for their father to see. Bonnie saw simple silver circlets on Ellen's middle fingers, with a simple round jewel facing against her palms. The jewel was an ice green, and the twin's single ones were an ice blue. Bonnie looked at Lord Elrond.
"What does it mean?"
He shook his head, "I do not know. But I am sure it will all be revealed in time."
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com
Rating: PG-13 for now (swearing)
Summary: The three Slayers of our time are sent to Middle-Earth to kick Vampire @$$. Romance to come.
Feed back: Please review, even if it's a one liner, so I know there are people reading.
Warning: Uh, violence to come?
Chapter 5
Elrohir and Elladan stood before their father, and the guests from another world. They were identical from their twinkling blue eyes and dark brown hair, to the way they stood. They were currently wearing different tunics though, and Celia made note of this. Elladan wore the eggplant color, and his brother wore a faded blue. She couldn't help but wonder HOW close they resembled each other.
She began to smile slyly, until Bonnie knocked her upside the head. "This is NO time for ogling the sights. Ellen is still out there with an army after her." Celia was instantly subdued as Bonnie hissed into her ear. "So, why are the boy wonders here?"
Elrond raised a sexy eyebrow (she thought so any way) at her in confusion, but didn't question her slang. "Arni'or told me the leader of the last attack on the Mirkwood travelers asked the Lady Ellen for rings. She said she didn't have any, though. None that she knew of, any way." The twins eyes widened.
"The rings have been found?" Celia frowned at Elrond.
"What rings? What does it have to do with Ellie?"
"There are rings of power in this world. I wield one of them. There are nine others. There used to be twenty originally, but the others fell to darkness, and were destroyed. Not long ago, two more rings were made. In secret. Only the other elf lords and myself know of their existence. My son's are the ones to wield them. They are called the rings of Elrohir and Elladan. They were used to hunt orcs, Urak-hai, and other fouls creatures. They still have them, but their rings have been weakened greatly. My sons witnessed them copying themselves, before vanishing in a white light. It appears, that the copies have been found."
"Arneania."
"That's what I thought when I heard about the light. Lady Ellen just may have them, but can't see them yet. It's odd that she has both."
"What do you mean she can't see them?"
"Only people who know they are there, or wield as it's owner, can see it. It may also be seen during battle, when the need to fight grows heavy, and the rings fetch a weapon to their bearer's hand. Is this Lady Ellen an Elf?"
"No, she's a mortal. Except for the Slayer bit."
"Then she must be a maiden of light in order to use and wear them?"
"Not that we know of."
"Odd. I wou-"
Elrond was cut off at the sound of another horn blaring. Three more sounded. They all rushed out to the receiving area. Four horses cantered into the clearing by the stables. One strawberry golden head, got off his horse and went to another. His arm was in a sling. He helped an elf with gold hair off his horse. It was obvious both were injured. Celia focused her sight on the horse bearing two riders. Recognizing torn jeans on one of them, she ran down the many steps, crying out, "Ellie! Ellie!" Bonnie and Elrond were not far behind.
Celia beamed at Ellen's weary grin, at seeing her friends all right. "Help Legolas off first. He was injured the worst." Ce looked at the male hunched over in the saddle in front. Ellen helped him down, and Celia grabbed him and eased him to the ground. The fair elf winced, and Celia got a good look at him. At the pale sun kissed hair, dark blue eyes, and sensuous curve of his face. "Why is it that I got the furry short men, and you two got the tall, gorgeous ones? That is what I would like to know."
Ellen almost fell as she climbed off the horse. But the horse noticed her trouble, and knelt down for her. She kissed his neck, "Thanks Arod. Crazy horse. Now go frolic with the others like a good little pony, okay?" But he was stubborn, and wanted to make sure his partner and master was all right.
The horses didn't get a scratch on them, and Ellen resented that fact. Of course she didn't BLAME them, though.
She hugged Celia and Bonnie weakly, tired. They, however, proceeded to empty her of her air supply. "Guys?" She gasped, and only then did they let go. She knelt beside Legolas on the ground. "Well, your Highnessness? Looks like we have reversed roles, huh?" He smiled a little at her. Lord Elrond knelt next to him as well. His eyes scanned his body. "Cracked ribs…light sprain…multiple lacerations…"
"How long before he heals fully?"
"A week." Ellen sighed as Herdare joined them.
"I don't suppose you could heal him in time for the council, could you?"
"Fully? Not with out help."
"Bonnie could help."
Elrond looked at Bonnie, studying her. There was a shout in the background, and Ellen and Celia turned to see the Hobbits running towards them. Arwen, Aragorn, the twins and a dwarf not far behind.
"I suppose…How about we get him up to his room first. Then we can see the extent of his damage. Hmm?"
Bonnie nodded. "Strong vampires can cast darkness over a person's heart, and send pain through their skulls. Some can turn into animals."
Celia stood to greet to Hobbits, and Ellen just turned to look at them from her kneeling position. She smiled at their worried glances. "Don't worry, guys. He'll be fine. We were attacked several times on the road. Lord Elrond and Bonnie will heal him in time for the meeting." She turned to the arriving people.
"Elrohir, Elladan? Please help your father with Legolas. Aragorn? Could you help Herdare?" The people she addressed by name were startled to hear their names from a stranger. She stood, swaying slightly.
"And what about you, Ellen? You were injured as well." She glared at the Prince.
"You are more hurt than I am. You and Herdare are my top priority right now. I can make it to my room. Where ever it is."
"I agree with Legolas, Lady. And-"
"Herd? Go to your room and get some sleep. Legolas and I will be fine." She turned to Elrond,
"Where are their rooms?"
"I believe they are across from yours."
"Okay, Elrohir? Elladan? Up and at 'em!"
The twin in the dark purples picked up the Prince, as if he were a baby and started to carry him. Ellen motioned to Aragorn, and he lent his shoulder to Herdare. The elf was still a bit stubborn, and only put a portion of his weight on the mortal. The twin in periwinkle blue stepped forward, and swooped Ellen into his arms before she could protest. And she didn't. She could hear the dwarf giving Legolas grief.
"Well, Elf, what did you get yourself into? Huh? You got a woman ordering you around, and these are the worst battle wounds I've seen on you yet. We never should have parted. I could have kept you out of trouble, blasted elf!" There was a smile in Legolas's voice.
"It's nice to see you, too, Gimli son of Gloin. And first of all, I'd like to see you turn down an order from the Lady Ellen. It would be fun to see her force you do what she wanted. She's stronger than any mortal I've yet to see, and she's quite stubborn. Very much so, just like you Master Dwarf. And besides, I think you wore out your welcome at Mirkwood last time you visited me."
"That indeed I did. But I think some elves are warming up to my race, no thanks to you, Elf."
Legolas laughed at some inside joke, and Gimli and the Hobbits relaxed a bit at his laughter. But their faces grew grim again as Legolas breathed sharply at the pain in his chest. Ellen snuggled in Elrohir's arms, the soft feel of his tunic soothing. She kept her eyes on his twin and Legolas, though. As they turned onto a final stretch of corridor, Elladan and Aragorn moved to one side allowing the Hobbits to open the doors; while Elrohir turned to the other side of the hall with her.
"Ah, ah, ah! I don't think so! To the elves rooms, please. Or I will fight you, Son of Elrond." There was a stubborn warning in her voice, and he knew not to cross her. He followed Aragorn and Herdare. She kissed Herdare's forehead as he lay down, and he seemed to get a bit more color in his cheeks as she did so. Once the tired elf was settled, they moved to Legolas's room. Most of his visitors stayed in the door way, letting only Bonnie and Elrond by his bed. But Ellen jumped from Elrohir's arms and made her way over to the three figures, ignoring the silent protests.
Most of Legolas's clothes had been removed, leaving only what was left of his torn pants. She couldn't help the blush this time. The bed was huge, and seemed to swallow up the Prince's frail figure. Bonnie sat cross-legged by Legolas on one side, with Elrond hovering over him from the other. Ellen crawled onto Bonnie's side, careful not to disturb them. Legolas's eyes were half shut, but she could see him looking at her. The bandages were removed one by one, smallest wound to the largest.
Bonnie's hands traced patterns in the air over him, eyes closed and chanting. Elrond did the same, with his eyes open. Ellen took the bandages, and threw them into a pile. He still seemed to be in great pain. She smiled at him, and took his hand in hers, gripping it. She thought, for a moment, that she could see the magic the elf lord and druid were working on him. Colorful patterns flowing from light, tracing paths into Legolas's body. She envisioned the light entering him as is, through her, instead of taking the long route through the colors. Then there really was a great light, filling the pale elf on the bed.
Ellen gasped and fell over backwards, startled. She sat back up again, to see three startled faces staring at her. Their eyes were wide in awe. Ellen paled, fearing the worst.
"Wha… what I do? What happen-" She cut herself off as she saw that all of Legolas's wounds were gone. His wide blue eyes were no longer feverish, and his coloring was coming back. Her mouth formed a small o. Shadows started to take over her vision, and she fainted.
"Holy *hit, B! What happened?! Is he okay? Is SHE okay!"
Elrond looked at the druid in front of him. Then he turned to Legolas. His color had come back, and every one of his wounds were gone. He stared at Ellen in worry, and made his way over to her side. That was everyone's cue to leave the door and come running in. Celia joined Legolas at Ellen's side.
"Elrohir! Elladan!" The twins came forward, and Ce climbed on the bed so that they could look at Ellen. They took each of her hands in theirs. "So it is true." They held up her hands for their father to see. Bonnie saw simple silver circlets on Ellen's middle fingers, with a simple round jewel facing against her palms. The jewel was an ice green, and the twin's single ones were an ice blue. Bonnie looked at Lord Elrond.
"What does it mean?"
He shook his head, "I do not know. But I am sure it will all be revealed in time."