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!
WARNING: I'm going away for vacation, and unless my sister lets me on her computer, there won't be any updates for a week. Of course that doesn't mean I won't be working on it, mentally, OR in my drawings.
Chapter 11
Ellen tugged at the dress she wore. Boromir was doing a LOT better, and they would be heading out the next day. The men, Merry, and Pippin protested, saying that it would take a while for the girls to pack. But Bonnie and Celia had smiled, saying that they would be ready before the men. A jesting bet was made.
Ellen smiled at her mirror image, imagining the guy's expressions the next morning. The dress was a deep red with gold trimming, and quite snug. Red has always gone well with her green/brown eyes, dark hair and pale skin. Celia had added a light dusting of gold eye shadow, and a natural looking gloss to her lips. Bonnie came to stand next to her, looking good in her green and ivory gown. There were small white buds in her curly hair. Her wide smile constantly reminded Ellen of her new relationship with Damon.
There was a knock at the door. Bonnie answered it, and saw Pippin and Frodo. The little hobbits were dressed nicely. Frodo always looked nice, but Pippin had brought along dress clothes, prepared this time. Bonnie turned around.
"Hey Ce! Your escorts are here!" Ellen followed her friend to the door. Celia went between the two hobbits, as they each took one of her arms. Celia smirked at Ellen and Bonnie, saying goodbye. But Ellen saw the blush in her ears.
"I wonder how that got arranged?"
"Celia was VERY bored after the prank war, and possibly, maybe even a little scared of Lord Elrond, after she threw that paint in his face." Bonnie explained
"Brave girl."
"Actually, I think she meant to hit Pippin. Aragorn wasn't too happy either, when he found moss in his stew. *laughs* But Elrond only appeared to be mad. He loves children, and it only reminded him of when the twins and Arwen were small. They must have been quite the trouble makers."
"Hell, yeah." But she was troubled, remembering Herdare's and Legolas's conversation.
"Any ways, she ran into the hobbits, and had what passed as a civilized conversation. I suppose that's when Pip and Frodo volunteered to escort her. You know how she loves male attention."
It was then, that Damon flew in. He transformed in the shadows, and stepped out. As usual he wore all black, contrasting his pale skin, but the clothes were of elven make. He gave a charming smile, lifting Bonnie's hand to his lips. "Good evening, cara." Bonnie smiled, and flushed a little at the slight shock that went through them both at the skin contact.
Damon turned to Ellen. "Where's your escort, Ellie?" She looked startled. "Uh, I don't know. I assume it's either Legolas or Herdare." There was a slight frown on his forehead. A frown that could be detected by those who knew him well. "Why don't you and Bon go down, I'll probably be right behind you." She suggested.
Ellen felt sad at her friend's closeness. She had always wanted a guy of her own, and she was happy for Bonnie and Damon, but she wouldn't mind a relationship of her own. Damon was about to protest, when there was a soft knock at the door. Damon opened it, revealing Herdare. The elf had a grim smile on his face. Ellen was very relieved that she wouldn't have to walk to the hall by herself.
"I'm sorry, that I'm a bit late, but some silly she-elf latched on to Legolas at the last minute, and he asked that I escort you instead. It seems that he doesn't want any of the other elves to have a chance at you. Shall we go, Lady Ellen?" He offered his arm to her, with the usual smirk on his face. He just LOVED tormenting her about Legolas, didn't he? She gave an almost timid smile, and took the offered arm.
She turned to look at Damon, "See, no problem." Or so she told herself. All they way down the hall she thought of Legolas, wondering about the she-elf. Herdare noticed her thoughtful silence.
"Don't worry about Tsu'sai. She's been after Legolas for a long time. You have to remember, dear, that the choice of your affections is also the same as hundreds of she-elves and women." Ellen glared at him, but was silently glad. What would she do without this annoying elf?
It turned out, to Ellen's great surprise, that Herdare was right about other elves being interested in her. When they reached the main hall that would lead to the dining hall, she saw male elves turning to look at her openly. Some were as brave as to come up and make light talk, curious about her. Herdare didn't let it pass, and teased her about it. But mentally, he was blown away by the fact that this girl didn't know how lovely she was. And tonight, with the way she was dressed, she was absolutely amazing.
They entered the dining hall, and sat near Celia and the hobbits. Legolas sat across from them. A she-elf with golden red hair sat next to him, and she had moved her seat so that she was right next to him. Legolas seemed to be trying to ignore her, and was talking to a dark haired elf next to them. When Herdare seated the blushing Ellen, he turned to look at her, and stared. His eyes went slightly wide, and his mouth open. There were similar reactions around the table. Tsu'sai didn't appear to be happy with this, and glared at Ellen with smoldering turquoise eyes.
Legolas blinked, seeming to collect himself, gave her a glowing smile, then returned to the conversation he was in. Ellen cleared her throat nervously, focusing her attention on the salad in front of her. Most of the elves had stopped staring. She inclined her head to whisper to Herdare.
"What are they staring at? Do I have something on my face."
"Well, there is that stuff that Lady Celia calls make up. It makes you all the more exotic looking, adding to your beauty. That is why they stare." Ellen looked up at him, as if she thought he was joking, but his smile was serious, and not playful.
Dinner went quite smoothly. The ice cream was a hit. Almost every one seated liked it. The hobbits loved it especially.
Male elves talked to her, asking things about her and her world. She didn't want to talk much about her world, because she felt quite ashamed of it compared to theirs. But she was more than willing to talk about herself, her family, and her friends. Legolas kept glancing at her, much to her pleasure, and Tsu'sai's annoyance. As she began to get up, a Elrohir came up to her, and asked for a dance. She couldn't turn down the kind hearted elf. It was as they were dancing that he asked her about that afternoon.
"One of the reasons I asked for a dance, was to ask about earlier. We were quite worried about you."
Ellen frowned, not really wanting to share, but one look into those storm gray eyes and you melted. She gave a half smile at his concern.
"You promise not to tell Legolas or Herdare?" He nodded.
"I was getting kind of irritated about them talking in elfish, and me not knowing it. I wondered if my new power could help me. I tried it, it worked." She carefully watched his face, as it became softer and sadder. He nodded slowly.
"Over hearing one of those conversations would be enough to make anyone upset. I understand your actions this afternoon. I don't think Legolas would be very happy to learn of you knowing. He hates pity, and would hate even more if you pitied him. I think it would kill him." He said with a grim smile. She turned wondering eyes to her partner. Herdare and her friends seemed to be not the only ones who thought she and Legolas belonged together.
"I don't pity him. I'm proud of him, corny as it sounds. I have to admit, I feel like getting my hands on that so called father of his. But…"
"But?"
"But, still, I don't know the full situation. I have no right to judge him OR Legolas."
Elrohir smiled at her, amazed again at her wisdom.
"Funny you should say that. I have my own theories."
"Like…" She seemed to be a perfect candidate to confide in.
"Most elves die from grief. It's one of the few things that kill us. Thranduil, though filled with great amounts of sadness, lived. I think in the long run, it poisoned him, and his spirit. Instead of seeing his youngest son, he sees the tormenting spirit of his late wife. They do look a lot a like. Carrin, Legolas's sister, has helped him grow up. His brothers kind of ended up like their father, though not so harsh. There are times, I think, that they DO see their brother, and not their mother. They would stop hitting him, when they came upon these realizations. I admire him. He's like a little brother to me, but sometimes he seems so much more mature than me."
"How did his mother die?"
"By orcs. She was going to Lothlorien when she was ambushed. Legolas was with her, along with a dozen guards. The border guards from Lothlorien, came too late to save them. They searched among the bodies, but they couldn't find the little child Elenath brought with her. Galadriel found him near his mother's body, tucked away safely in the roots of a tree. It was almost as if the trees protected him. They kept him until Thranduil and his family came from Mirkwood. He was only 238 years old. About 5 by mortal years."
After the dance with Elrohir, Ellen planned on going up to her room. As she neared the exit, elf after elf asked for dances. She danced till her feet were sore. She was amazed to have the attention of the male's eyes, instead of some snobby popular girl at her school. It was the only reason she continued to dance. She had a dance with Herdare, before he disappeared to 'save Legolas' from Tsu'sai, and other females.
She was dancing with a tall, red haired elf (which was deceiving since most of the elves were naturally taller than any mortal), when Legolas appeared. He looked a little rumpled, as he asked to cut in. She happily obliged, though her feet were starting to REALLY hurt her. She finished the dance with Legolas, feeling energized, safe and warm in his arms. They started another dance, when he tensed up. He leaned down to her ear.
"Tsu'sai is headed this way. Shall we escape?" She smiled at him, glowing at the fact he liked her more than the beautiful and elegant she- elf. The second she nodded her head, he lead her across the floor to a balcony, overhanging some rocks and another waterfall. He quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Do you trust me?" (Aladdin anyone?)
"With my life." He smiled at her, sending her heart flying.
He swung an arm around her waist, and jumped over the edge of the railing. Ellen closed her eyes, but opened them as they magically landed on a tree branch, hidden beneath the balcony. She looked at Legolas to see him giving her an amused smile. She mock glared him. But there was a pooling warmth in her stomach. From there, they climbed until they reached another opening. It was a glass-less window, and Legolas swung in there, with Ellen in his arms. She smiled at him sheepishly, when he looked to see if she was okay.
From there, they walked to their hallway. When they got there, they went onto the balcony, and this time closed the doors behind them.
"Elrohir said you told him why you were upset this afternoon, and told me not to press the issue. So, I won't. What I want to know, is about this bet you made." He said with a mischievous smile.
"The one Bonnie, Celia, Boromir, Aragorn, Faramir, Pippin and Merry made, you mean. Just between you and me, Bonnie can cast a spell so that we can put any amount of stuff in a small bag."
Legolas laughed. A laugh that was filled with musical chimes, and mirth. "So the guy's lost, huh?"
She shared a smile with him. "I can't wait to see their faces. I wonder what Ce and Bon have planned for them…"
"I wouldn't put anything past Lady Celia, but as to Bonnie, I'm just as clueless." They shared laughter, thinking up all sorts of things. Then, the conversation grew serious, as Legolas turned to look at her.
"Ellen?" She turned from her stargazing, to look at him. It was then she realized how close they were. He reached out with long, slender fingers, and stroked her cheek. Again, a shock went through them. It was the only way to describe the feeling as it raced through their bodies. It was stronger than it was at the stream, and now she couldn't pass it off as the cold. Because she was warm. VERY warm.
She closed her eyes, as his fingers continued to caress her skin, and cocked her face into his hand. Then she felt his other hand in her hair. It played with the dark locks, and fondled them. She opened her eyes to see his face. The power of his gaze sent shivers through her. She reached up with her own hand, to feel his hair. The moon light made it look like a silver river upon his shoulders. His eyes were a purple/blue, like the night sky.
His hair felt like silk, as she continued to run her fingers through it. The closer she got to him, the more her body seemed to hum. His eyes were hooded, his face content as he leaned down…
"LEGOLAS! ELLEN! Incomi-" Herdare paled at the glare sent to him by Legolas. Ellen, on the other hand, just stared at Herdare, as if in a trance. Her body still hummed, her skin still felt shocks and her stomach was warm.
Still wide eyed and pale, he motioned for them to hide, and mouthed a word. Tsu'nai. Legolas turned automatically, turning Ellen to come with him. Ellen stayed planted firmly, and tugged on his arm to come back. He did, staring at her curiously. Herdare stared, too. Then shrugged his shoulders.
"It's your funeral. She's been meaning to have a talk with you, Ellen. And not a very pleasant one, at that." There was an odd, predatory glint in her eyes above a smile; that sent Herdare's worry to focus on Tsu'sai and not Ellen. Herdare walked to the side of the hall. They waited for Tsu'sai. As she rounded the corner, Ellen was reminded of a Tsunami, instead of the she-elf.
She was still at the end of the hall, when Ellen reached up and pulled Legolas to her. She kissed the surprised elf on the lips.
The world fell away the second this happened, and the couple lost all sense of reality. All Ellen seemed to feel, were those perfect lips. Those soft, petal shaped lips that were against her own. It wasn't a passionate kiss. It didn't need to be. With her blood racing, body humming, and skin tingling, she didn't need to up the level of the kiss to feel what most couples wanted to feel.
They were in a cocoon. A warm cocoon made of Silver Cord. She was aware of Legolas, his mind and body, and nothing else. She didn't hear the outraged Tsu'sai, the hoots of Herdare, or the laughter of her friends as they rounded the corner. She was in a wonderful world, and knew Legolas felt the same. They had found each other. Their soulmate.
Celia stared at the couple before her, not believing her own eyes. Legolas. Ellen. Kissing. In public. After her brain got over the shock, she started making catcalls. The couple didn't seem to notice a thing. She actually tiptoed over, and prodded them. Nothing. She turned to Bonnie, eyes questioning. The redhead had a HUGE grin on her face. Damon just looked amused.
"They found each other."
"I'll say. That's obvious. It's not very hard to be found in the dark." Celia snorted.
"That's not what I meant. They're soulmates. Like Damon and me. We were just like that earlier today, before you barged in."
"Our little girl is all grown up now." Damon smirked fondly. At this point, Tsu'sai realized she was getting NO attention, and decided to leave. She left in quite a huff. Bonnie's smile vanished.
"I'm glad they're finally together, but we have to remember my vision. I'm very sure it wasn't a dream, and I should have more of them soon. If he does die, it will be very hard on her. But, love usually does prevail. We'll just let fate guide us."
"You don't think he's really going to die, do you?" Ce asked, worried.
"I don't know."
"Why do you talk as if they can't hear us?" Herdare asked, curious. The girls smiled widely.
"Because they probably can't. They're in their own world now."
Herdare closed the balcony doors, and entered his own room. Bonnie went into her room, with Damon following in his wolf form. Celia heard a sharp, "Get out Damon", a flutter of wings, and then silence. Sad, she gazed at the two lovers through the cloth on the doors. Then she shook her head sharply, and turned on her heel, and left to the hall for some bonding time with a few guys she'd met.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The girls were up bright and early the next day, waiting by their assigned horses. Ellen and Celia seemed ready to fall asleep, leaning against their horse. Elrohir, Elladan, and Elrond watched, amused as they tried to stay awake. Legolas and Herdare greeted them cheerfully, and the girls glared at them.
"We're going to have a problem guys." Celia muttered grumpily.
"Why is that, Lady Celia?" Herdare asked.
"Your morning people, and we're not."
Legolas walked over to Ellen, slightly upset at the insistent glare on her face. But when he kissed her softly and quickly on the lips, she smiled lightly. He helped her up onto her horse, named Eurith. She wore a black tube top under a shirt, jeans and her favorite pair of boots. On her back was a bag, small as bowl. On her wrist was a guard, for achery.
Bonnie wore an elf tunic and gloves, with her own pants and boots. She had a similar pack on her back, a sword at her waist, stakes and daggers in her boots, and Damon in crow form resting on the saddle.
Celia wore elven pants and a shirt, with her comfy boots. She, as well, had a small pack, and carried various weapons. Aragorn, Faramir, and Boromir were surprised to see Celia and Bonnie mounting their horses when they arrived. They ignored the smirks the ladies on their faces. Aragorn turned to Elrond.
"Arwen has decided to stay with you, unless you wanted her to go on with her brothers."
Elrond nodded, smiling at the fact his daughter would be remaining, for a while, in Rivendale. He hugged his foster son good-bye, as Arwen made her way down the path. She smiled serenely at her husband, before reaching up, and kissing him good-bye. Then she stood near her father, and brothers. Faramir hugged his brother good-bye, and joined them. Gandalf appeared out of nowhere, and took his place atop Shadowfax.
Gimli came trudging down the path, eyeing up the horses nervously. He had never liked the animals. Legolas laughed, and led his friend to Arod. The hobbits were the last to arrive. Their own horses were like ponies. They had all decided that horses would be the best way to travel.
And before they knew it, they had left Rivendale, and were on their way to Isengard.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gimli rode with Legolas on Arod, and everyone else had their own horse. Bonnie's, a tan colored mare named Utomel, was skittish with Damon around, so he took to flying. So far, they had not been attacked. The twin sons of Elrond was to ride out with their party shortly after them. A hawk would be sent to them to tell of tidings in Mirkwood, and the area around it.
While on the road, Ellen saw a change in Legolas. He and Gimli would exchange antics, laughing; and when things got a little quiet, Legolas would start singing. Once in a while, Herdare would join in, but most of the time he would just listen. Happy to hear Legolas sing. Gimli would pretend to grumble at his friend's singing, but deep inside, he had missed it.
Ellen some times felt almost out of place during these instances. But when she thought about it, Legolas was here because of the bond he shared with the others. She might have been his soulmate, but he had spent a lot more time with these guys. She still felt a little jealous. She slept with her friends at night, and no one in the group had a real clue that she and Legolas were soulmates yet. They really didn't have much bonding time on the road.
They were making excellent timing. It was day four away from Rivendale, when it was decided to have a break. During that time, she talked with the hobbits. She HAD always wanted to meet Frodo.
She walked over to the ponies and started to stroke their noses.
"I never really got a chance to talk with you guys."
"It's quite understandable. You HAVE been busy with this war." She dimpled at Frodo.
"I have ALWAYS wanted to meet you guys! Where I'm from, this world is nothing more than a book. A tale of the quest to destroy the one ring. They made it into a mov-play. It was quite popular."
The hobbit's eyes widened with this bit of information, astonished.
"So that's how you knew about us?" Ventured Merry.
"Yup."
"Wow. Hey, who was the popular character?" Pippin asked with avid curiosity.
"Well. I think Legolas and you were. I personally always wanted to meet Frodo. I always wanted to…" She let the sentence run off, embarrassed. The hobbits smiled at her blush, thinking it was cute.
"Wanted to what?" Sam asked.
Encouraged by Sam's question, she reached down and hugged Frodo. It wasn't a simple hug. She practically glomped the blushing hobbit. He was just SO cute! And his body was just the right size, too. And the furry little feet? She let go of him when he began to gasp for air.
"Sorry. But YOU'R SO CUTE. All of you, but Frodo was always my favorite. Well, up until I came here." The hobbits blushed at the compliment.
"So who's your favorite now? Legolas?" At first she blushed at the smirking Pippin, and then SHE smiled. The grin was wiped off his face as she neared him. And what did she do as she neared him? But of course, she glomped the little dickens. Although, Pip thought, it was rather nice to be held. In a minute, his thought changed on the matter as his brain begged for air. When Ellen let the poor hobbit go, he seemed kind of dizzy and woozy, but that made him all the more cuter.
She heard laughter, and turned to see Celia leaning up against a tree along the path.
"Well done girlfriend. It's about time these guys stopped throwing their looks around."
"And what is that suppose to mean?" Asked an indignant Merry. As she sauntered toward him, he cowered behind his little horse.
"Only that: you've been able to get more sweets out of the kitchens with one teary eyed look, than any elf; everyone went easy on you during the prank war once you showed them the 'look'; you managed to get the suites; and pretty much all the other things. I think it's time you guys learned a lesson." Celia raised an eyebrow at Ellen, and then they advanced. The hobbits stood ground for about a minute, before running off, screaming for Aragorn, Boromir or Gandalf to save them.
The men raised worried eyes at the cries of the hobbits, but then broke into laughter at the sight of the girls chasing them. Each hobbit they caught up with, got glomped and then released. It became a fun game of chase, and soon the hobbits were chasing the girls in pairs. The Slayers could have used their unnatural speed, but decided not to. Ellen then saw her friend go down, and decided to use whatever ability she had. She heard Bonnie and Damon laughing, and then Herdare and Legolas laugh as they learned of the merry chase. Gimli had a twinkle in his eyes, but wisely kept silent.
Ellen changed direction at the sound of Legolas's melodious laugh. Pippin and Frodo were on her heels as she ducked behind Legolas. They followed her, until she leapt onto his back. Both her and Legolas went down. She, however, managed to squirm out of the tangled limbs, and ran up a tree to hide.
When they realized they were empty handed, the hobbits got off Legolas, and looked around. They never thought to look up the tree to their right. Legolas glared up at her, hands on his hips, after he stood up. He knew exactly where she was. Her eyes widened as he turned to address the hobbits, as all four of them started to look for her. Bonnie smiled, as did everyone else at the two lovers, and the warring hobbits.
All of a sudden, there was a whistle, and the innocent game was shattered as arrows began to fall from the sky.
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!
WARNING: I'm going away for vacation, and unless my sister lets me on her computer, there won't be any updates for a week. Of course that doesn't mean I won't be working on it, mentally, OR in my drawings.
Chapter 11
Ellen tugged at the dress she wore. Boromir was doing a LOT better, and they would be heading out the next day. The men, Merry, and Pippin protested, saying that it would take a while for the girls to pack. But Bonnie and Celia had smiled, saying that they would be ready before the men. A jesting bet was made.
Ellen smiled at her mirror image, imagining the guy's expressions the next morning. The dress was a deep red with gold trimming, and quite snug. Red has always gone well with her green/brown eyes, dark hair and pale skin. Celia had added a light dusting of gold eye shadow, and a natural looking gloss to her lips. Bonnie came to stand next to her, looking good in her green and ivory gown. There were small white buds in her curly hair. Her wide smile constantly reminded Ellen of her new relationship with Damon.
There was a knock at the door. Bonnie answered it, and saw Pippin and Frodo. The little hobbits were dressed nicely. Frodo always looked nice, but Pippin had brought along dress clothes, prepared this time. Bonnie turned around.
"Hey Ce! Your escorts are here!" Ellen followed her friend to the door. Celia went between the two hobbits, as they each took one of her arms. Celia smirked at Ellen and Bonnie, saying goodbye. But Ellen saw the blush in her ears.
"I wonder how that got arranged?"
"Celia was VERY bored after the prank war, and possibly, maybe even a little scared of Lord Elrond, after she threw that paint in his face." Bonnie explained
"Brave girl."
"Actually, I think she meant to hit Pippin. Aragorn wasn't too happy either, when he found moss in his stew. *laughs* But Elrond only appeared to be mad. He loves children, and it only reminded him of when the twins and Arwen were small. They must have been quite the trouble makers."
"Hell, yeah." But she was troubled, remembering Herdare's and Legolas's conversation.
"Any ways, she ran into the hobbits, and had what passed as a civilized conversation. I suppose that's when Pip and Frodo volunteered to escort her. You know how she loves male attention."
It was then, that Damon flew in. He transformed in the shadows, and stepped out. As usual he wore all black, contrasting his pale skin, but the clothes were of elven make. He gave a charming smile, lifting Bonnie's hand to his lips. "Good evening, cara." Bonnie smiled, and flushed a little at the slight shock that went through them both at the skin contact.
Damon turned to Ellen. "Where's your escort, Ellie?" She looked startled. "Uh, I don't know. I assume it's either Legolas or Herdare." There was a slight frown on his forehead. A frown that could be detected by those who knew him well. "Why don't you and Bon go down, I'll probably be right behind you." She suggested.
Ellen felt sad at her friend's closeness. She had always wanted a guy of her own, and she was happy for Bonnie and Damon, but she wouldn't mind a relationship of her own. Damon was about to protest, when there was a soft knock at the door. Damon opened it, revealing Herdare. The elf had a grim smile on his face. Ellen was very relieved that she wouldn't have to walk to the hall by herself.
"I'm sorry, that I'm a bit late, but some silly she-elf latched on to Legolas at the last minute, and he asked that I escort you instead. It seems that he doesn't want any of the other elves to have a chance at you. Shall we go, Lady Ellen?" He offered his arm to her, with the usual smirk on his face. He just LOVED tormenting her about Legolas, didn't he? She gave an almost timid smile, and took the offered arm.
She turned to look at Damon, "See, no problem." Or so she told herself. All they way down the hall she thought of Legolas, wondering about the she-elf. Herdare noticed her thoughtful silence.
"Don't worry about Tsu'sai. She's been after Legolas for a long time. You have to remember, dear, that the choice of your affections is also the same as hundreds of she-elves and women." Ellen glared at him, but was silently glad. What would she do without this annoying elf?
It turned out, to Ellen's great surprise, that Herdare was right about other elves being interested in her. When they reached the main hall that would lead to the dining hall, she saw male elves turning to look at her openly. Some were as brave as to come up and make light talk, curious about her. Herdare didn't let it pass, and teased her about it. But mentally, he was blown away by the fact that this girl didn't know how lovely she was. And tonight, with the way she was dressed, she was absolutely amazing.
They entered the dining hall, and sat near Celia and the hobbits. Legolas sat across from them. A she-elf with golden red hair sat next to him, and she had moved her seat so that she was right next to him. Legolas seemed to be trying to ignore her, and was talking to a dark haired elf next to them. When Herdare seated the blushing Ellen, he turned to look at her, and stared. His eyes went slightly wide, and his mouth open. There were similar reactions around the table. Tsu'sai didn't appear to be happy with this, and glared at Ellen with smoldering turquoise eyes.
Legolas blinked, seeming to collect himself, gave her a glowing smile, then returned to the conversation he was in. Ellen cleared her throat nervously, focusing her attention on the salad in front of her. Most of the elves had stopped staring. She inclined her head to whisper to Herdare.
"What are they staring at? Do I have something on my face."
"Well, there is that stuff that Lady Celia calls make up. It makes you all the more exotic looking, adding to your beauty. That is why they stare." Ellen looked up at him, as if she thought he was joking, but his smile was serious, and not playful.
Dinner went quite smoothly. The ice cream was a hit. Almost every one seated liked it. The hobbits loved it especially.
Male elves talked to her, asking things about her and her world. She didn't want to talk much about her world, because she felt quite ashamed of it compared to theirs. But she was more than willing to talk about herself, her family, and her friends. Legolas kept glancing at her, much to her pleasure, and Tsu'sai's annoyance. As she began to get up, a Elrohir came up to her, and asked for a dance. She couldn't turn down the kind hearted elf. It was as they were dancing that he asked her about that afternoon.
"One of the reasons I asked for a dance, was to ask about earlier. We were quite worried about you."
Ellen frowned, not really wanting to share, but one look into those storm gray eyes and you melted. She gave a half smile at his concern.
"You promise not to tell Legolas or Herdare?" He nodded.
"I was getting kind of irritated about them talking in elfish, and me not knowing it. I wondered if my new power could help me. I tried it, it worked." She carefully watched his face, as it became softer and sadder. He nodded slowly.
"Over hearing one of those conversations would be enough to make anyone upset. I understand your actions this afternoon. I don't think Legolas would be very happy to learn of you knowing. He hates pity, and would hate even more if you pitied him. I think it would kill him." He said with a grim smile. She turned wondering eyes to her partner. Herdare and her friends seemed to be not the only ones who thought she and Legolas belonged together.
"I don't pity him. I'm proud of him, corny as it sounds. I have to admit, I feel like getting my hands on that so called father of his. But…"
"But?"
"But, still, I don't know the full situation. I have no right to judge him OR Legolas."
Elrohir smiled at her, amazed again at her wisdom.
"Funny you should say that. I have my own theories."
"Like…" She seemed to be a perfect candidate to confide in.
"Most elves die from grief. It's one of the few things that kill us. Thranduil, though filled with great amounts of sadness, lived. I think in the long run, it poisoned him, and his spirit. Instead of seeing his youngest son, he sees the tormenting spirit of his late wife. They do look a lot a like. Carrin, Legolas's sister, has helped him grow up. His brothers kind of ended up like their father, though not so harsh. There are times, I think, that they DO see their brother, and not their mother. They would stop hitting him, when they came upon these realizations. I admire him. He's like a little brother to me, but sometimes he seems so much more mature than me."
"How did his mother die?"
"By orcs. She was going to Lothlorien when she was ambushed. Legolas was with her, along with a dozen guards. The border guards from Lothlorien, came too late to save them. They searched among the bodies, but they couldn't find the little child Elenath brought with her. Galadriel found him near his mother's body, tucked away safely in the roots of a tree. It was almost as if the trees protected him. They kept him until Thranduil and his family came from Mirkwood. He was only 238 years old. About 5 by mortal years."
After the dance with Elrohir, Ellen planned on going up to her room. As she neared the exit, elf after elf asked for dances. She danced till her feet were sore. She was amazed to have the attention of the male's eyes, instead of some snobby popular girl at her school. It was the only reason she continued to dance. She had a dance with Herdare, before he disappeared to 'save Legolas' from Tsu'sai, and other females.
She was dancing with a tall, red haired elf (which was deceiving since most of the elves were naturally taller than any mortal), when Legolas appeared. He looked a little rumpled, as he asked to cut in. She happily obliged, though her feet were starting to REALLY hurt her. She finished the dance with Legolas, feeling energized, safe and warm in his arms. They started another dance, when he tensed up. He leaned down to her ear.
"Tsu'sai is headed this way. Shall we escape?" She smiled at him, glowing at the fact he liked her more than the beautiful and elegant she- elf. The second she nodded her head, he lead her across the floor to a balcony, overhanging some rocks and another waterfall. He quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Do you trust me?" (Aladdin anyone?)
"With my life." He smiled at her, sending her heart flying.
He swung an arm around her waist, and jumped over the edge of the railing. Ellen closed her eyes, but opened them as they magically landed on a tree branch, hidden beneath the balcony. She looked at Legolas to see him giving her an amused smile. She mock glared him. But there was a pooling warmth in her stomach. From there, they climbed until they reached another opening. It was a glass-less window, and Legolas swung in there, with Ellen in his arms. She smiled at him sheepishly, when he looked to see if she was okay.
From there, they walked to their hallway. When they got there, they went onto the balcony, and this time closed the doors behind them.
"Elrohir said you told him why you were upset this afternoon, and told me not to press the issue. So, I won't. What I want to know, is about this bet you made." He said with a mischievous smile.
"The one Bonnie, Celia, Boromir, Aragorn, Faramir, Pippin and Merry made, you mean. Just between you and me, Bonnie can cast a spell so that we can put any amount of stuff in a small bag."
Legolas laughed. A laugh that was filled with musical chimes, and mirth. "So the guy's lost, huh?"
She shared a smile with him. "I can't wait to see their faces. I wonder what Ce and Bon have planned for them…"
"I wouldn't put anything past Lady Celia, but as to Bonnie, I'm just as clueless." They shared laughter, thinking up all sorts of things. Then, the conversation grew serious, as Legolas turned to look at her.
"Ellen?" She turned from her stargazing, to look at him. It was then she realized how close they were. He reached out with long, slender fingers, and stroked her cheek. Again, a shock went through them. It was the only way to describe the feeling as it raced through their bodies. It was stronger than it was at the stream, and now she couldn't pass it off as the cold. Because she was warm. VERY warm.
She closed her eyes, as his fingers continued to caress her skin, and cocked her face into his hand. Then she felt his other hand in her hair. It played with the dark locks, and fondled them. She opened her eyes to see his face. The power of his gaze sent shivers through her. She reached up with her own hand, to feel his hair. The moon light made it look like a silver river upon his shoulders. His eyes were a purple/blue, like the night sky.
His hair felt like silk, as she continued to run her fingers through it. The closer she got to him, the more her body seemed to hum. His eyes were hooded, his face content as he leaned down…
"LEGOLAS! ELLEN! Incomi-" Herdare paled at the glare sent to him by Legolas. Ellen, on the other hand, just stared at Herdare, as if in a trance. Her body still hummed, her skin still felt shocks and her stomach was warm.
Still wide eyed and pale, he motioned for them to hide, and mouthed a word. Tsu'nai. Legolas turned automatically, turning Ellen to come with him. Ellen stayed planted firmly, and tugged on his arm to come back. He did, staring at her curiously. Herdare stared, too. Then shrugged his shoulders.
"It's your funeral. She's been meaning to have a talk with you, Ellen. And not a very pleasant one, at that." There was an odd, predatory glint in her eyes above a smile; that sent Herdare's worry to focus on Tsu'sai and not Ellen. Herdare walked to the side of the hall. They waited for Tsu'sai. As she rounded the corner, Ellen was reminded of a Tsunami, instead of the she-elf.
She was still at the end of the hall, when Ellen reached up and pulled Legolas to her. She kissed the surprised elf on the lips.
The world fell away the second this happened, and the couple lost all sense of reality. All Ellen seemed to feel, were those perfect lips. Those soft, petal shaped lips that were against her own. It wasn't a passionate kiss. It didn't need to be. With her blood racing, body humming, and skin tingling, she didn't need to up the level of the kiss to feel what most couples wanted to feel.
They were in a cocoon. A warm cocoon made of Silver Cord. She was aware of Legolas, his mind and body, and nothing else. She didn't hear the outraged Tsu'sai, the hoots of Herdare, or the laughter of her friends as they rounded the corner. She was in a wonderful world, and knew Legolas felt the same. They had found each other. Their soulmate.
Celia stared at the couple before her, not believing her own eyes. Legolas. Ellen. Kissing. In public. After her brain got over the shock, she started making catcalls. The couple didn't seem to notice a thing. She actually tiptoed over, and prodded them. Nothing. She turned to Bonnie, eyes questioning. The redhead had a HUGE grin on her face. Damon just looked amused.
"They found each other."
"I'll say. That's obvious. It's not very hard to be found in the dark." Celia snorted.
"That's not what I meant. They're soulmates. Like Damon and me. We were just like that earlier today, before you barged in."
"Our little girl is all grown up now." Damon smirked fondly. At this point, Tsu'sai realized she was getting NO attention, and decided to leave. She left in quite a huff. Bonnie's smile vanished.
"I'm glad they're finally together, but we have to remember my vision. I'm very sure it wasn't a dream, and I should have more of them soon. If he does die, it will be very hard on her. But, love usually does prevail. We'll just let fate guide us."
"You don't think he's really going to die, do you?" Ce asked, worried.
"I don't know."
"Why do you talk as if they can't hear us?" Herdare asked, curious. The girls smiled widely.
"Because they probably can't. They're in their own world now."
Herdare closed the balcony doors, and entered his own room. Bonnie went into her room, with Damon following in his wolf form. Celia heard a sharp, "Get out Damon", a flutter of wings, and then silence. Sad, she gazed at the two lovers through the cloth on the doors. Then she shook her head sharply, and turned on her heel, and left to the hall for some bonding time with a few guys she'd met.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The girls were up bright and early the next day, waiting by their assigned horses. Ellen and Celia seemed ready to fall asleep, leaning against their horse. Elrohir, Elladan, and Elrond watched, amused as they tried to stay awake. Legolas and Herdare greeted them cheerfully, and the girls glared at them.
"We're going to have a problem guys." Celia muttered grumpily.
"Why is that, Lady Celia?" Herdare asked.
"Your morning people, and we're not."
Legolas walked over to Ellen, slightly upset at the insistent glare on her face. But when he kissed her softly and quickly on the lips, she smiled lightly. He helped her up onto her horse, named Eurith. She wore a black tube top under a shirt, jeans and her favorite pair of boots. On her back was a bag, small as bowl. On her wrist was a guard, for achery.
Bonnie wore an elf tunic and gloves, with her own pants and boots. She had a similar pack on her back, a sword at her waist, stakes and daggers in her boots, and Damon in crow form resting on the saddle.
Celia wore elven pants and a shirt, with her comfy boots. She, as well, had a small pack, and carried various weapons. Aragorn, Faramir, and Boromir were surprised to see Celia and Bonnie mounting their horses when they arrived. They ignored the smirks the ladies on their faces. Aragorn turned to Elrond.
"Arwen has decided to stay with you, unless you wanted her to go on with her brothers."
Elrond nodded, smiling at the fact his daughter would be remaining, for a while, in Rivendale. He hugged his foster son good-bye, as Arwen made her way down the path. She smiled serenely at her husband, before reaching up, and kissing him good-bye. Then she stood near her father, and brothers. Faramir hugged his brother good-bye, and joined them. Gandalf appeared out of nowhere, and took his place atop Shadowfax.
Gimli came trudging down the path, eyeing up the horses nervously. He had never liked the animals. Legolas laughed, and led his friend to Arod. The hobbits were the last to arrive. Their own horses were like ponies. They had all decided that horses would be the best way to travel.
And before they knew it, they had left Rivendale, and were on their way to Isengard.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gimli rode with Legolas on Arod, and everyone else had their own horse. Bonnie's, a tan colored mare named Utomel, was skittish with Damon around, so he took to flying. So far, they had not been attacked. The twin sons of Elrond was to ride out with their party shortly after them. A hawk would be sent to them to tell of tidings in Mirkwood, and the area around it.
While on the road, Ellen saw a change in Legolas. He and Gimli would exchange antics, laughing; and when things got a little quiet, Legolas would start singing. Once in a while, Herdare would join in, but most of the time he would just listen. Happy to hear Legolas sing. Gimli would pretend to grumble at his friend's singing, but deep inside, he had missed it.
Ellen some times felt almost out of place during these instances. But when she thought about it, Legolas was here because of the bond he shared with the others. She might have been his soulmate, but he had spent a lot more time with these guys. She still felt a little jealous. She slept with her friends at night, and no one in the group had a real clue that she and Legolas were soulmates yet. They really didn't have much bonding time on the road.
They were making excellent timing. It was day four away from Rivendale, when it was decided to have a break. During that time, she talked with the hobbits. She HAD always wanted to meet Frodo.
She walked over to the ponies and started to stroke their noses.
"I never really got a chance to talk with you guys."
"It's quite understandable. You HAVE been busy with this war." She dimpled at Frodo.
"I have ALWAYS wanted to meet you guys! Where I'm from, this world is nothing more than a book. A tale of the quest to destroy the one ring. They made it into a mov-play. It was quite popular."
The hobbit's eyes widened with this bit of information, astonished.
"So that's how you knew about us?" Ventured Merry.
"Yup."
"Wow. Hey, who was the popular character?" Pippin asked with avid curiosity.
"Well. I think Legolas and you were. I personally always wanted to meet Frodo. I always wanted to…" She let the sentence run off, embarrassed. The hobbits smiled at her blush, thinking it was cute.
"Wanted to what?" Sam asked.
Encouraged by Sam's question, she reached down and hugged Frodo. It wasn't a simple hug. She practically glomped the blushing hobbit. He was just SO cute! And his body was just the right size, too. And the furry little feet? She let go of him when he began to gasp for air.
"Sorry. But YOU'R SO CUTE. All of you, but Frodo was always my favorite. Well, up until I came here." The hobbits blushed at the compliment.
"So who's your favorite now? Legolas?" At first she blushed at the smirking Pippin, and then SHE smiled. The grin was wiped off his face as she neared him. And what did she do as she neared him? But of course, she glomped the little dickens. Although, Pip thought, it was rather nice to be held. In a minute, his thought changed on the matter as his brain begged for air. When Ellen let the poor hobbit go, he seemed kind of dizzy and woozy, but that made him all the more cuter.
She heard laughter, and turned to see Celia leaning up against a tree along the path.
"Well done girlfriend. It's about time these guys stopped throwing their looks around."
"And what is that suppose to mean?" Asked an indignant Merry. As she sauntered toward him, he cowered behind his little horse.
"Only that: you've been able to get more sweets out of the kitchens with one teary eyed look, than any elf; everyone went easy on you during the prank war once you showed them the 'look'; you managed to get the suites; and pretty much all the other things. I think it's time you guys learned a lesson." Celia raised an eyebrow at Ellen, and then they advanced. The hobbits stood ground for about a minute, before running off, screaming for Aragorn, Boromir or Gandalf to save them.
The men raised worried eyes at the cries of the hobbits, but then broke into laughter at the sight of the girls chasing them. Each hobbit they caught up with, got glomped and then released. It became a fun game of chase, and soon the hobbits were chasing the girls in pairs. The Slayers could have used their unnatural speed, but decided not to. Ellen then saw her friend go down, and decided to use whatever ability she had. She heard Bonnie and Damon laughing, and then Herdare and Legolas laugh as they learned of the merry chase. Gimli had a twinkle in his eyes, but wisely kept silent.
Ellen changed direction at the sound of Legolas's melodious laugh. Pippin and Frodo were on her heels as she ducked behind Legolas. They followed her, until she leapt onto his back. Both her and Legolas went down. She, however, managed to squirm out of the tangled limbs, and ran up a tree to hide.
When they realized they were empty handed, the hobbits got off Legolas, and looked around. They never thought to look up the tree to their right. Legolas glared up at her, hands on his hips, after he stood up. He knew exactly where she was. Her eyes widened as he turned to address the hobbits, as all four of them started to look for her. Bonnie smiled, as did everyone else at the two lovers, and the warring hobbits.
All of a sudden, there was a whistle, and the innocent game was shattered as arrows began to fall from the sky.