Title: Moon Rune
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The three Slayers of our time are sent to Middle-Earth to kick Vampire @$$. Romance and violence. Legolas/Ellen Aragorn/Arwen Frodo/Celia Bonnie/Damon Faramir/Eowyn
Feed back: Please review, even if it's a one liner, so I know there are people reading.
Warning: Uh, violence, and swearing.
The more reviews I get, the faster I'll start popping chapters out.
Okay, in the first chapter, I had the elfish speaking parts underlined. It didn't transfer to ff.net, so instead of having it underlined, there was nothing to indicate elfish being spoken. I'm going to do what everyone else is doing:
'Elfish'
"Common"
*telepathy when not describing something*
http://photos.yahoo.com/gundamnymph
I added a whole bunch of stuff to my art gallery, including a Draco Malfoy kitty. Most of it is old stuff, some is new. I am working on many other kitties as we speak, including The Princess Bride kitties. Buttercup and Inigo are in the works. I really very sorry for getting this out so late, and for being a little short, but I've been grounded, and have only recently taken refuge in the school computers. Want to request a kitty? Leave the order in a review. I also have non-kitty stuff, anime and non- anime stuff in my gallery.
And YES, if your interested in Damon, or the Vampire Diaries, I suggest you borrow it out of a library, or buy it. It's been reprinted several times already, and seems to be popular. And if your into a witch story, there's The Secret Circle by the same author.
YAY! My e-mails back up!
Chapter 10
Ellen entered her room, and drew the doors closed. She remembered how her feet had been in the cooling waters, and how her fingers slid through the stones on the bottom. Elrohir had been teaching her a simple elfish lullaby, as they had gathered stones for his collection. She was a quick learner in such things, and was soon singing it to herself as Elrohir smiled at her, filling his pouch up. She remembered Herdare and Legolas, being annoying by talking in elfish once again.
She had wondered what they talked bout, and wished with all her being that she could understand them, because Legolas had looked so sad. She felt a misty light in her mind, and suddenly, she understood them. She had been excited, until she heard their conversation.
Legolas had been beaten for saving Middle-Earth? Legolas had been punished because of his looks? He had been tortured for being kind hearted? How could an elf be so cruel? Surely the man he called Father was nothing more than a Mortal man in disguise. She had felt shock and sadness as she half-ran up the hill. Now, she felt anger. White hot anger.
The candles suddenly flared up, sending flames to reach the ceiling. Startled, and a bit frightened, she turned to look at the flames. Her fright calmed her anger, and they snuffed out. She reached out with a trembling hand to the smoking wick. She really had to be careful about that. And with a dry smile, turned to dress.
Bonnie took one last look at the servant and Boromir, before finally leaving the room. As she pulled open one of the doors leading to her room, she saw Ellen rush by. She was upset about something, but everyone had been upset lately, and Bonnie dismissed it as something trifle. She threw herself down on the bed, exhausted. Celia had badgered her about all sorts of things the entire time she was with Boromir. She had casted spell after spell for her friend, while tending to the young steward.
Well, she thought with a smile, at least they would have ice cream tonight. It had been one of the spells Celia wanted to have her cast. The servants had brought to her a contraption that Ce had made to make the ice cream, and she had frozen the water surrounding it.
She opened weary eyes, and saw black ones staring at her. With a yelp, she sat upright at the end of the bed, pulling a stake out of her belt. Damon lay up against the headboard, smiling lazily at her.
"What's the matter, Red? Vampire nearby?" Bonnie glared at the man who used to be able to intimidate her, with just that smile.
"Very funny, Damon. What do you want?" White teeth gleamed in the twilight.
"Just the company of a lovely lady. You wouldn't deprive me of that, now would you, cara?"
"I just might. I am tired, so if you will tell me what I really want know…" At her serious expression, and the fact he knew that he shouldn't push her buttons anymore, his face went blank. He stared off towards the window.
"I was thinking about earlier." Bonnie shivered slightly, but not much. Damon missed it. His svelte voice could still make a female turn into a puddle. It still had traces of an Italian accent, which reminded her of her younger days. With him playing the black snake, and her the scared little white mouse. Running a hand through her long red curls, she walked over to the closet, peering at the clothes.
"What's there to talk about?" She was proud of her steady voice. His gaze snapped to focus on her with frightening scrutiny.
"Bonnie, this is serious." Okay, that scared her. Damon calling her by her birth name, and talking about being serious. This was DAMON. The guy who loved chasing girls around, who loved rarely outside himself, who loved Power and destruction. When did he change? Probably when she did, all those years ago, and she never really saw it. She had been too busy: chasing vampires, killing demons, keeping good grades, keeping friends alive, casting spells…
She turned around, walked to the bed, and sat down. Then she said in a very quiet voice,
"Okay. Then let's talk."
Celia bounced on the tips of her toes, humming to herself, while applying her lipstick. It was a simple shade, natural, a peach berry. Her gown this evening, she was growing to love the dresses, was a pale green. Just like her eyes. Her hair was loose, and she wore mascara as well. Simple orchids decorated her hair. "Oh, yeah," she smiled pulling back, "I am SO good."
Then she looked at her toes. The nails were still painted a berry color, surviving after her 'harsh' journey. Her lips quirked to the side as she glanced at the shoes available. She looked at her own shoes. She decided to wear a pair of her own sandals. The grass weaving revealed her toes, and she smiled at them. "Hmm." She danced over to the mirror. Yep, she was ready. Now to go bug Ellen, and Bonnie into their clothes.
She threw open the doors, and skipped over to Bonnie's door. She ignored the curious glances of Legolas, Herdare, Aragorn, Frodo and Sam, who were gathered near the main hallway. She banged on the door, as she opened the door. She found Bonnie and Damon near the balcony. She rose finely arched brows.
"About time, you two. Bonnie, if you can tear yourself away from tall, dark, and handsome; it's time to get dressed. And no Damon, you can't watch. We're moving over to Ellen's room this time, and you know how she reacts to peeping toms. Not to mention she now has that fantastic power of hers. Lucky girl. Lucky us." Damon raised an eyebrow at her, before turning and jumping over the balcony. There was a flutter of black feathers, and a caw, as a crow to flight.
Celia smirked at her breathless friend, who glared back at her. Ce looked at the selections in Bonnie's closet, pulling out promising ones. "So, what did you two love birds talk about." She managed to hide the envy in her voice.
"Oh, well-"
"Or should I say, accomplish?" She smiled like a cat on catnip. Bonnie once again glared, her creamy skin flushed.
"We talked, however strange that might seem. And we just started to kiss when a certain vixen rammed into my door."
"So, he's not staying here?"
"NO! Damon can be civilized." They started walking over to Ellen's doors, closing Bonnie's behind them.
Ellen's head lifted from her drawing, as Celia burst into her room, with Bonnie following.
"HEL~LO Ellie! Time to glamorize! Got to make that elf drool over you." Ellen ignored Celia, and continued her drawing. Bonnie moved to look at it.
It was all in pencil, but beautifully drawn. It was of a girl, with dark hair, and pale eyes, holding a ball of light. She wore torn clothing, but the clothes seemed to be from their time. She had shoulder length hair, and a pointed nose slightly up turned. Her garments and hair was caught in a furious wind. It seemed so real, for a minute, that Bonnie reached out her fingertips to trace it. She felt Power humming, before it disappeared a second later. The girl, was in a tower of some sort.
"Who is she? A character of yours?" Ellen finally spoke.
"I don't know. I came in here, and was meditating a bit. Like you do. I was trying to find out more about my power, and to possibly find a way to restore the elves time, when I was inspired to draw this." Bonnie looked surprised.
"A prophesy?!" Ellen shrugged.
"I don't know."
"Oh, who cares about that? It's time to party. We have to dress Bonnie up for D-man. They finally got together."
"Really?! What took you so long?"
"Wha-?"
"It is SO obvious that you two belong together."
"Oh, well…"
"Okay, enough chit chat. We gotta make Ellie so hot, Leggy boy sweats."
"But Ce, I don't think elves sweat."
"He will when I'm done with you."
"Just remember Ce, she need's to be appropriate."
"Shut up, I'm working here."
A/N: Care to tell me in your oneliners which parts you like best? Or maybe your fave scene in the entire series? It'll help me to make more. *dimples*
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The three Slayers of our time are sent to Middle-Earth to kick Vampire @$$. Romance and violence. Legolas/Ellen Aragorn/Arwen Frodo/Celia Bonnie/Damon Faramir/Eowyn
Feed back: Please review, even if it's a one liner, so I know there are people reading.
Warning: Uh, violence, and swearing.
The more reviews I get, the faster I'll start popping chapters out.
Okay, in the first chapter, I had the elfish speaking parts underlined. It didn't transfer to ff.net, so instead of having it underlined, there was nothing to indicate elfish being spoken. I'm going to do what everyone else is doing:
'Elfish'
"Common"
*telepathy when not describing something*
http://photos.yahoo.com/gundamnymph
I added a whole bunch of stuff to my art gallery, including a Draco Malfoy kitty. Most of it is old stuff, some is new. I am working on many other kitties as we speak, including The Princess Bride kitties. Buttercup and Inigo are in the works. I really very sorry for getting this out so late, and for being a little short, but I've been grounded, and have only recently taken refuge in the school computers. Want to request a kitty? Leave the order in a review. I also have non-kitty stuff, anime and non- anime stuff in my gallery.
And YES, if your interested in Damon, or the Vampire Diaries, I suggest you borrow it out of a library, or buy it. It's been reprinted several times already, and seems to be popular. And if your into a witch story, there's The Secret Circle by the same author.
YAY! My e-mails back up!
Chapter 10
Ellen entered her room, and drew the doors closed. She remembered how her feet had been in the cooling waters, and how her fingers slid through the stones on the bottom. Elrohir had been teaching her a simple elfish lullaby, as they had gathered stones for his collection. She was a quick learner in such things, and was soon singing it to herself as Elrohir smiled at her, filling his pouch up. She remembered Herdare and Legolas, being annoying by talking in elfish once again.
She had wondered what they talked bout, and wished with all her being that she could understand them, because Legolas had looked so sad. She felt a misty light in her mind, and suddenly, she understood them. She had been excited, until she heard their conversation.
Legolas had been beaten for saving Middle-Earth? Legolas had been punished because of his looks? He had been tortured for being kind hearted? How could an elf be so cruel? Surely the man he called Father was nothing more than a Mortal man in disguise. She had felt shock and sadness as she half-ran up the hill. Now, she felt anger. White hot anger.
The candles suddenly flared up, sending flames to reach the ceiling. Startled, and a bit frightened, she turned to look at the flames. Her fright calmed her anger, and they snuffed out. She reached out with a trembling hand to the smoking wick. She really had to be careful about that. And with a dry smile, turned to dress.
Bonnie took one last look at the servant and Boromir, before finally leaving the room. As she pulled open one of the doors leading to her room, she saw Ellen rush by. She was upset about something, but everyone had been upset lately, and Bonnie dismissed it as something trifle. She threw herself down on the bed, exhausted. Celia had badgered her about all sorts of things the entire time she was with Boromir. She had casted spell after spell for her friend, while tending to the young steward.
Well, she thought with a smile, at least they would have ice cream tonight. It had been one of the spells Celia wanted to have her cast. The servants had brought to her a contraption that Ce had made to make the ice cream, and she had frozen the water surrounding it.
She opened weary eyes, and saw black ones staring at her. With a yelp, she sat upright at the end of the bed, pulling a stake out of her belt. Damon lay up against the headboard, smiling lazily at her.
"What's the matter, Red? Vampire nearby?" Bonnie glared at the man who used to be able to intimidate her, with just that smile.
"Very funny, Damon. What do you want?" White teeth gleamed in the twilight.
"Just the company of a lovely lady. You wouldn't deprive me of that, now would you, cara?"
"I just might. I am tired, so if you will tell me what I really want know…" At her serious expression, and the fact he knew that he shouldn't push her buttons anymore, his face went blank. He stared off towards the window.
"I was thinking about earlier." Bonnie shivered slightly, but not much. Damon missed it. His svelte voice could still make a female turn into a puddle. It still had traces of an Italian accent, which reminded her of her younger days. With him playing the black snake, and her the scared little white mouse. Running a hand through her long red curls, she walked over to the closet, peering at the clothes.
"What's there to talk about?" She was proud of her steady voice. His gaze snapped to focus on her with frightening scrutiny.
"Bonnie, this is serious." Okay, that scared her. Damon calling her by her birth name, and talking about being serious. This was DAMON. The guy who loved chasing girls around, who loved rarely outside himself, who loved Power and destruction. When did he change? Probably when she did, all those years ago, and she never really saw it. She had been too busy: chasing vampires, killing demons, keeping good grades, keeping friends alive, casting spells…
She turned around, walked to the bed, and sat down. Then she said in a very quiet voice,
"Okay. Then let's talk."
Celia bounced on the tips of her toes, humming to herself, while applying her lipstick. It was a simple shade, natural, a peach berry. Her gown this evening, she was growing to love the dresses, was a pale green. Just like her eyes. Her hair was loose, and she wore mascara as well. Simple orchids decorated her hair. "Oh, yeah," she smiled pulling back, "I am SO good."
Then she looked at her toes. The nails were still painted a berry color, surviving after her 'harsh' journey. Her lips quirked to the side as she glanced at the shoes available. She looked at her own shoes. She decided to wear a pair of her own sandals. The grass weaving revealed her toes, and she smiled at them. "Hmm." She danced over to the mirror. Yep, she was ready. Now to go bug Ellen, and Bonnie into their clothes.
She threw open the doors, and skipped over to Bonnie's door. She ignored the curious glances of Legolas, Herdare, Aragorn, Frodo and Sam, who were gathered near the main hallway. She banged on the door, as she opened the door. She found Bonnie and Damon near the balcony. She rose finely arched brows.
"About time, you two. Bonnie, if you can tear yourself away from tall, dark, and handsome; it's time to get dressed. And no Damon, you can't watch. We're moving over to Ellen's room this time, and you know how she reacts to peeping toms. Not to mention she now has that fantastic power of hers. Lucky girl. Lucky us." Damon raised an eyebrow at her, before turning and jumping over the balcony. There was a flutter of black feathers, and a caw, as a crow to flight.
Celia smirked at her breathless friend, who glared back at her. Ce looked at the selections in Bonnie's closet, pulling out promising ones. "So, what did you two love birds talk about." She managed to hide the envy in her voice.
"Oh, well-"
"Or should I say, accomplish?" She smiled like a cat on catnip. Bonnie once again glared, her creamy skin flushed.
"We talked, however strange that might seem. And we just started to kiss when a certain vixen rammed into my door."
"So, he's not staying here?"
"NO! Damon can be civilized." They started walking over to Ellen's doors, closing Bonnie's behind them.
Ellen's head lifted from her drawing, as Celia burst into her room, with Bonnie following.
"HEL~LO Ellie! Time to glamorize! Got to make that elf drool over you." Ellen ignored Celia, and continued her drawing. Bonnie moved to look at it.
It was all in pencil, but beautifully drawn. It was of a girl, with dark hair, and pale eyes, holding a ball of light. She wore torn clothing, but the clothes seemed to be from their time. She had shoulder length hair, and a pointed nose slightly up turned. Her garments and hair was caught in a furious wind. It seemed so real, for a minute, that Bonnie reached out her fingertips to trace it. She felt Power humming, before it disappeared a second later. The girl, was in a tower of some sort.
"Who is she? A character of yours?" Ellen finally spoke.
"I don't know. I came in here, and was meditating a bit. Like you do. I was trying to find out more about my power, and to possibly find a way to restore the elves time, when I was inspired to draw this." Bonnie looked surprised.
"A prophesy?!" Ellen shrugged.
"I don't know."
"Oh, who cares about that? It's time to party. We have to dress Bonnie up for D-man. They finally got together."
"Really?! What took you so long?"
"Wha-?"
"It is SO obvious that you two belong together."
"Oh, well…"
"Okay, enough chit chat. We gotta make Ellie so hot, Leggy boy sweats."
"But Ce, I don't think elves sweat."
"He will when I'm done with you."
"Just remember Ce, she need's to be appropriate."
"Shut up, I'm working here."
A/N: Care to tell me in your oneliners which parts you like best? Or maybe your fave scene in the entire series? It'll help me to make more. *dimples*