Title: Moon Rune
Author: GundamNymph
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own LOTR, never did. Poor me.
Summary: The three Slayers of our time visit Middle-Earth to kick Vampire
@$$. Romance, action.what more could you ask for?
A/N: I have spoilers for those who are reading the Vampire Diaries. Note, ALL the flash backs are written by me, and are original, unless I mention otherwise.
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Chapter 15
Ellen daydreamed of the past.
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The woods were dark tonight, but she was able to avoid making noise. They had gone back to the town Bonnie had grown up in, to visit her family and to look into growing power surges. Now, she tip toed towards the clearing, where her friends fought. She had been sleeping earlier, while Bonnie showed Celia around Fells Church. Her Slayers instincts had woken her up. Now she could see firelight dancing through the trees. She reached them, and peered down. She was on a slopping hill that led down to a clearing. There once had stood a house and barn in the middle, but now there was only the remainders of a fireplace. There was fire everywhere below. Damon and Celia fought off a huge man, while Bonnie looked after her injured friends. In Ellen's hands lay a deadly crossbow. Stefan was Damon's brother, and had fawned after the same girl as Damon back in Italy. The girl had been a vampire named Katherine, who was childlike. She fell in love with both of the brothers, and exchanged blood with them. She then faked her death, hoping it would bring the two brothers together. She had been stupid. Damon and Stefan had gotten swords and killed each other. They woke up as vampires, and had to flee. Hundreds of years later, they met again in Fells Church. A girl by the name of Elena Gilbert lived there. She looked exactly like Katherine, only with paler blond hair, gold in her blue eyes, and a fighting spirit. Both brothers fell in love with her. She ended up becoming a vampire, after falling for both of them, but choosing Stefan. She then died for the sake of saving her town, and the brothers. Months after Elena's death found Stefan still trailing Damon in order to keep him out of trouble (by Elena's request), and a new evil going on a killing spree. Bonnie, aware of her powers, contacted Elena via a Ouji board and found out enough to contact the brothers. Then they fought off the powerful vampire, and saved the town by Elena's help. Someone up there liked them, and returned Elena back to earth in human form. Damon left shortly before they started celebrating in the clearing. Meredith and Matt (friends) had been there through it all, and had danced the rest of the night with Bonnie, Elena and Stefan. Now, the vampire they had fought all those years ago was loose. He was an Original, one of the first vampires to walk the earth. He had escaped his spiritual prison, and was out for blood. Apparently the prison had grown weak after Elena's return, and he had finally broke free. Luckily, Bonnie, Celia, Stefan, Elena and Damon had been there to witness it and had stopped him from reaching town. Ellen moved along the edge, hiding in the brush, waiting for an opening. No one knew she was there. The tall dark haired girl, Meredith, lay weak on the ground next to Matt. The all-american blond football player was injured all over. Near them was a fire. A dead werewolf lay in cinders inside, and Ellen could smell it up here. Bonnie was hovering over Elena and Stefan. Elena was very pale, from what Ellen could see. It didn't look good for her. The green eyed vampire lay next to his love, badly injured. Blood matted his wavy black hair. Ellen snapped to attention, as she saw Damon get hit. She and Bonnie were the only one's not injured. She took out a small knife, and finished carving the spell on the bolt in the crossbow. It briefly glowed a pale blue, before turning the white ash into a dark color. There would be no way for her to aim the crossbow now, she was too far away. She needed to get close, with out being seen. Or without being seen. Then she felt it. She knew that he knew she was there. She dodged the bolt of lightning he sent her way, and heard Bonnie cry out. The vampire laughed, even as Celia dug a huge branch in his side. Determined, Ellen strode out of the woods, crossbow ready. She nimbly dodged down the steep hill, avoiding fire. She could feel herself trembling. Celia dodged a blow to the head, and kicked at the vampire's sensitive area. It hit home, and the male howled. She then took the moment to twist the spear deeper into his heart. A large hand darted out, and grabbed her throat. He lifted her off the ground, forgetting Ellen for the moment. He sent the raven haired girl flying, until she landed against the chimney with a dull thud. Ellen took the shot.and missed. The vampire had turned towards her as she triggered the bow, making the bolt hit his right shoulder. The long and tattered trench coat he wore was covered in blood, as well as his white blond hair. Those merciless ice colored eyes looked at her with hunger, and she took a step back. He started walking toward her, until Damon rushed him. The vampire howled in rage, and Damon got the full brunt of his fury. Teeth and fingers tore into Damon, and Ellen felt tears burn her eyes. Bonnie looked on with horror also, but both were too afraid to do anything. Klaus tore into Damon again and again and again.until Damon screamed in pain, and Ellen rushed them. Tears flew off her cheeks as she ran, and her heart burned with all sorts of feelings and torments. She reached them, and she yanked out the bolt in the powerful vampire's chest, choking on her fear. He turned on her, and she fell beneath his weight. Pain ripped through her body as he slashed at her.but she had managed to drive the bolt home as they had fallen. She fell into darkness, as the bolt worked it's magic. Elena had died, only to return as a vampire. Again. Damon recovered, and gave her the ring Bonnie and Celia had made. She already had the one that had been Katherine's, but dawn was coming and it was at the boarding house where she and Stefan stayed. The ring served that use, until another time. Meredith and Matt were fine, and Ellen continued to stay in a world of darkness.
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Ellen jumped awake as Damon nudged her. He was still in wolf form, and curled around her. She stroked his fur, reveling in it's thick coat. Then she noticed HIM watching her. He stood not too far away, but enough away from Damon. His crimson eyes watched her. He bowed, upon seeing her awake. "My lady. Did you rest well?" She rubbed her eyes and fought off a yawn. "As well as can be considered." "I am sorry if my troupe frightens you. Bu-" "They don't scare me. No vampire scares me." A dark brow raised above maroon eyes. "And why is that?" "It would mean my death, or the ones I care about. Besides, I have yet to meet my match." The vampire smiled. "We will continue to Isengard today. You just might meet that match on the way." "Why did you want me to come with you?" "Why did you follow?" "You answer mine, I'll answer yours." He looked at her in a way that sent chills down her spine. "You intrigue me. So far, I have witnessed amazing battle skills and talent. Not to mention beauty. I would hate to lose that to the enemy." "Why do you see us as the enemy?" He thought hard on this one. "I don't have much of a choice. I follow the Dark, and the stronger ones that created me." "Yet, you yourself are strong. A Master." "Yes, but not the one who controls Middle-Earth right now." "Who's that?" "They are.two in one being. Saruman had heard of Vampires from your world. He was prepared when he 'died'. A Vampire Master has taken over his body, and they rule over most, not quite as one."
Ellen didn't say anything, and the vampire left. *So we were right. They do center in Isengard.* *Or it might just be a gathering place.* Ellen nodded slightly as she gathered her stuff. *How much farther do you think it is?* *Not too far. We should be there soon.* Silence. *You were dreaming again.* *Yes?* *Of Fells Church.* *I was.* Silence again. *It seems one can never forget that place. Or ever will.*
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Frodo panted as he tried to catch his breath. His arm stung where a sword had nicked him. Sam fought off an orc as his master rested for a second. Pippin and Merry stood back to back as they fought off a vampire. The elves had moved from the trees, and now fought beside the mortals. Celia and Bonnie had just finished off the leader, and were flying through the small pack left. In minutes, Aragorn had finished the last one off. He leaned against his sword. "Scouting party. They might be expecting us." "How many more do you think there are?" Ce asked. Boromir answered. "Knowing orcs, there aren't any other party's. Knowing Saruman," he looked at Gandalf. "I'd say at least two more. Maybe even five more." Celia turned to Bonnie. "How about a-" "I'm on it." She returned, and started rummaging through her bag. She pulled out some powder and a stick of sorts. She whispered something, and let the wind carry the powder. The wind circled them with the iridescent powder, as she made patterns with the odd looking stick. The wind vanished, making everyone glow for a second. Gandalf looked at the girls, curious. "A very interesting spell, girls. And a job well done. I don't think Saruman will be able to spot us, but it is still possible he can." Both girls shook their heads. "He can't. The spell will make ANYONE oblivious to us. He won't see us until we're on top of him. But we can't pick any fights, so be quiet." Bonnie made a motion to her mouth for them to hush. They set out, and reached the edge of the forest by midday. The land around the towering building of Isengard was barren. Tents were set up, and orcs and vampires walked about the grounds. There was about five to seven hundred troops all together. Boromir turned to Aragorn. "This can't be the full lot of them. There has got to be more elsewhere." Aragorn nodded. "I agree. We shall observe them for a few hours, and send notice to Lord Elrond. Tonight, we shall leave for Mordor." Celia did NOT like the faces everyone made. Little did they know, they would NOT leave for Mordor that night. She put her headphones away, and started scouting around with the hobbits. No one could see them, Bonnie had done a good and thorough job on the spell. They were returning to base camp hours later, when they heard the cry go up. They pulled out their weapons and ran back to where they were stationed in time to see their party start fighting off the monsters. Celia's eyes widened as she saw all of the other orc and vampire camps find out about them. Her heart hammered against her ribcage as she joined the battle, as well as hundreds of the enemy.
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Ellen felt uncomfortable riding with the enemy. She was curious about this breed, and their take on the 'war'. Especially the 'leader'. She had yet to learn his name, and vise versa. She looked down at Damon, as he lay in her lap, on top of the horse. Unlike her, he was quite comfortable with the black stallion and its fiery eyes and breath. She looked around her, taking in the big troupe. She then looked forward, to see HIM. He sat tall in his make shift saddle, midnight hair waving slightly in the wind. He was beautiful, like the rest of his race. A dark race, none the less. Well, you're not getting any where sitting like this. She took a deep breath, and nudged the horse forward. It moved at her slightest touch. She rode in step with him for a while, before breaking the silence. "So, you want me to be your Queen of Darkness?" It came out blunt, due to her nerves. "I would rather it be so, than having to kill you." "O~kay. That was brutally honest. Why?" Erie blood red eyes turned to her, and looked deep into her eyes. Those eyes had many shades and colors. A pale hand reached out, brushing her cheek, and she felt a flutter in her stomach. It wasn't unpleasant. "You are beautiful, even in Elven standards. You not realizing so, makes you all the more appealing. You have a pureness, rarely found.and I wish to conquer it." Ellen blushed hard as he leaned forward, and kissed her. Shocked, she didn't move. The lips were cool, and yet warm. He pulled back, still gazing at her. "Join us. We WILL win this fight. Do not stand with our enemy. I don't think I'd be able to destroy you." It was then she noticed the look in his eyes. It had been hard to read him from the start, and she still had yet to realize the emotion, or lack of, in his eyes. He was beautiful, and he loved her.Oh dear, back in her world she was just another face in the crowd. Hardly ever seen. Now, coming to this world, it brought out a magical energy in her. A beauty. When she was younger, she wished she had to beat men off with a stick. But now??? She broke eye contact with him. She stared at the path ahead, thinking about the Slayer named Buffy. Wait a minute. She turned to look back at him. "Why?" He smiled. "Why what?" "Why do you love me?" He blinked, startled. And that was when she knew. They rode ahead of the troupe, and it gave her plenty of time. She smiled at him. "Faker." "What?" She turned in her saddle, and stared straight into his eyes. It took only a moment to sink in for him. The red eyes flashed, and he snarled, reaching out to her. She somersaulted off her horse, out of the way of his claws. Damon, who was chuckling, wasn't so lucky. His neck snapped on impact, and his bird form fell to the ground. Dead. She formed a stake in her hands, and soon they we're fighting hand to hand. Somehow, he got the upper hand, and a piercing pain stung her throat. She was free to stake him, and that she did. He fell dead to the ground, eyes wide open in horror. She turned to face the troupe, only to see it vanish in the wind. She fell to the floor in a faint, and waited for her dying breath. Her last thought was of Legolas, and her friends.and how she betrayed them.
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Ellen woke up with a loud gasp. Damon looked up at her, bewildered. *You are aware, Cara, that you are sending off Powerful waves?* *No. No, no, no, no, no, no, NO.* *What is it?* *Premonition.* She grasped the amulet at her throat. It was warm, and glowed with warning. She had all but forgotten the gift from the Spirit. The dream she had had, was a warning of future possibilities. *Turns out, you were right about the vampire Master. He only wants me to join them for Power, the Rings, and my blood. Slayer blood is very powerful.* He licked his lips. *Yes, I know.* She batted at the wolf, and sighed. *Maybe he's still workable?* *Cara, you need to stop trying to salvage people. Some just weren't meant for good.* *You're one to talk!* Snort. *You're right. But I was already weak before I met you. I think it had something to do with a certain redhead.* Ellen gazed around camp. Most were still asleep, but one or two kept watch. The light of dawn crept over the forest. In her dream, she had seen the FellowShip at Isengard. They were doing well, and it was most likely that, that was where they would be come midday. It had only been a few hours since she joined the troupe. *So, what's the plan?* She sighed deeply. *You're right. I should give up on him. For now. We should join the others.* *Great plan. I wished I thought of it myself.* She swatted the wolf again.
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"Legolas?" The elf looked at Gandalf. "What is it, that makes you distant?" "Lady Ellen. She has had a dream of a possible future. She is quiet shaken. I think she plans to return soon." Bonnie steered her horse towards Arod. "What was it about?" "It had to do with us reaching Isengard. It was a faint signal. It also had to do with the Vampire Master." "Oh?" "His intentions are not admirable. Lord Damon is with her." The elf would not say anymore, but there was a grim look in his eyes.
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"My Lord?" "Yes Ugluck?" "We have gotten word from the troupe. He has the maiden." "And?" "He also mentioned that the Fellowship is headed here. They should reach us by nightfall." Saruman smiled deviously, showing off his new fangs. His long white and silver hair was pulled back, and crimson robes replaced his white ones. His eyes were like mirrors, fully back, possessing the white. "Wonderful. We MUST set out a greeting party. It has been so long since I have seen Gandalf. Dear Gandalf, how is he?" "According to His Lordship, he helps lead the Fellowship, along with the other females. The battle should not last long." Saruman turned and glared at his creation. Without blinking, the Urak-hai suddenly found itself without a head. Saruman pulled back, as the creature's blood spurted over the place. He looked at his hands, admiring the long nails that could be mistaken for claws. His other minions cowered in a corner. "And what have we learned since the LAST battle with the Fellowship?" "M-my Lord?" "Yes. Do speak up." "They are not to be underestimated." Saruman smiled. "Give him some elf to feast upon tonight." He looked out the window, smiling at the burning Ents. "In fact, we'll have a whole feast upon ourselves tonight."
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Water, Ellen mused, liked to dance. As well as sing. Her fingers dipped into the brook, causing the water to dance in circles around her hand. She smiled as fish nipped at her toes. The moss and greens felt good between her toes. She sighed, listening to the festive waters. "What do you want?" She could hear HIM behind her.
"I was merely curious what you were up to." She sighed again, filling her lungs with the scent of nature. A depression settled over her, as she remembered Middle-Earth's fate. "Enjoying the peace while it lasts. Do you ever listen to it?" He sat beside her, on the pebbled bank. "No." She looked at him. "Why not?" "Why should I?" "To enjoy nature's beauty, peace and serenity?" "No. I can see all that just by looking at you." "Flirt." He looked at her, confused. She laughed. "It's a phrase from my world." "Where are you from?" She was silent. Then she looked away, before continuing. "A world that's unfair to it's protectors.where demons and vampires roam, without most of the peoples knowledge. Where there are no elves, and the Dark is more powerful than Light on most occasions, but we always win." "The Light, or the Dark?" A finger caressed her cheek, and she shuddered, remembering her dream. "The Light. Sometimes the Dark." "Why won't you join us?" She glared at him. "Why should I?" He smiled at her, playing with her hair. It had gotten longer since she entered this world. "Why not? We will win." "Overconfident, aren't we?" "No. Just sure." "And why are you so sure?" She was fully facing him now. "It's the way things are. People who are with the Light are weak, fearing everything, risking nothing. They lose loved ones because they are afraid of sacrifice. The Dark has no such fears. We are stronger. We have nothing to fear in this world. There is Power. The Light only has so much. The Dark has just as much, but we grasp more, gaining more Power, freedom, will and control. Only the weak minded die.You fear for your loved ones???" She felt her eyes burn. She couldn't help but remember Bonnie's vision. But she grabbed for anything to throw back at him. She could feel the moon stone at her throat burn. It was like a slap to the face. "And what about after this world?" "Hmm?" "And what about after this life? Sure, even if you do become powerful, control people, and strengthen, what about after that? Hmm? You may be a vampire, considered an immortal. But even you can die.Where will you end up in the afterlife? Surely you know that you will be judged?? You will have NO Power there." "And what makes you so sure it's like that?" She looked at him again. "I've been there. I've seen it, however brief. The weak people of the Light that you speak of? Those aren't the Light's warriors. I am! And so are my friends, and the Fellowship! We are NOT weak. We have triumphed over the Dark hundreds of times. We protect the 'weak'. And maybe I will lose loved ones, but it is NOT my fault." Tears cascaded down her cheeks. His cool fingers caressed her skin, wiping away tears. "Then why do you cry?" "You say we don't know the meaning of sacrifice?! Then you know nothing of the Light's warriors. Others like me have died, protecting the weak. Even I have lost loved ones. In the past I blamed myself. I have even blamed others! I continue to fight, everyday fearing a new loss. But we fight on. You know why? Because the 'weak' can't do it. Most don't even know about the Dark's creatures." He stared at her intently. "You are thinking of him again. You fear the attraction you have of him, because you feel it would mean his death. Or yours." He cradled her face in his long fingers. "Why fight for something that you never get recognition for? That mean's loss to your heart? That leaves you in sadness? How long will it be until your companions begin to die? Why fight, if you fear love? Or feel the spite of the ones you save? Wouldn't it be better to not worry about such things? To be able to love without fear?" He brushed his lips against hers, and she jerked away in shock. She looked at him, wide-eyed, like a deer caught in headlights. "You could be Powerful. Preventing the deaths of those you love. You wouldn't be in fear.or feel the sadness that wrecks your heart. I'd hate to see such beauty marred by battle scars. You have potential. Great potential. Join us." He kissed her hands. She shook all over. What was going on? Why was she so unsure of herself? Why.why did she feel this way? Seeing an opening, the unnamed Vampire Master leaned in and captured her lips.
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Legolas was seeing red. He leaned forward in Arod's saddle, trying to catch his breath. Something was wrong.with Ellen. "Legolas! What is it?! Is it Ellen?" Came the girls frantic call. Long, thin fingers lifted his face up, and he looked at Gandalf in a haze. "Legolas?" He could also make out Aragorn and Boromir next to him. His vision was out of focus, and he could hear screaming. It came from somewhere unknown to him. He suddenly lost all focused, as he was sent into another world.
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"NO!" She pulled away, and barely managed to stay upright. She slapped him so hard, that she could hear his neck snap. She ran across the creek, hyperventilating. *Legolas!* *No, kid. It's just me!* *DAMON.* *Yes. How'd the date go?* She let out a half howl, half screech. The wolf actually stepped back. She sensed the Vampire Master getting his wits together, and motioned for Damon. *Let's go. Can you carry me the long distance?* *Should be able to.* *Let's take a horse then.* *Wha.what horse?* Minutes later, Ellen and Damon were seated on a black stallion, with fiery eyes and mane. *Hang on.* And they were off to meet the rest of the Fellowship, with Ellen still in hysterics. Red eyes followed them, an amused smile playing at the lord's lips.
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"Legolas? Are you okay?" His eyes focused on the redhead, and sat up. "Yes, I'm feeling better, Lady Bonnie." He was lying on a cloak on the forest floor. Bonnie smiled at him. "So. What's going on?" It was then he remembered everything clearly. "Ellen is on her way here, with Lord Damon." His eyes widened. "I must go." "WHAT?" Celia shouted. Frodo stood next to her, trying to calm her down. She just slapped his hands away. "WHAT do you mean by that? WHERE are you going?" He mounted Arod. "Ellen needs me. They are being tracked by the Master." Boromir narrowed his eyes. "Do you know what they're intentions are?" Legolas shook his head. "It is only he that is after them. He has sent the others off to Isengard. They will try to head you off." "Isengard?" Aragorn looked at Gandalf, then back at the elf. "Yes. In Ellen's vision, she saw the Enemy's camp. Hundreds of orcs, goblins, Urak-hai, Vampires and other beasts of Darkness. Send out the message to Lord Elrond, and meet us on the way to Mordor." Aragorn tried to work out the details with the elf. "Where?" "The Aroganath." (A/N: did I spell that right?) "Legolas, you can not go alone." The fair elf turned to look at Herdare. "She needs me, and the Fellowship needs you." "She has Damon, and swift flight." Legolas shook his head. "No. That is not enough. Even now, I can hear her screaming." "What's wrong?" Pippin asked. "Is she ill? Or injured?" Legolas sized him up. Everyone waited for his next words. Ellen had worked her way into all of their hearts. "No. It is worse. She is confused, and injured emotionally. The Light and the Dark are waging a war in her heart, and it is pulling her apart." Gandalf sighed. "It is as I feared. The child, as great a warrior as she is, will not survive for long. Her heart is not ready for such a battle as this one, or the war ahead of us." Solemn faces stared at the wise man, worried. Bonnie and Celia looked at one another. "She was always like that.If she had not become a Slayer, she would have stayed a pacifist. She has such a gentle spirit. We have always feared for her, but then she would surprise us, and show such strength and will power. Once, she managed to Slay a Master, with a torn shoulder and wound to her stomach. She was too scared to reenter the battle, until Ce and I were in danger. She is so brave, at the most crucial moments." Bonnie looked at Gandalf. "If anything, SHE will win this battle." Legolas nodded. "Herdare. Stay here. I must go. If you are that worried, I am sure Boromir wouldn't mind joining us?" Boromir nodded, before mounting his own horse. Together they started off. "Legolas! LEGOLAS!" Herdare glared at the dot disappearing through the trees. "His father will kill me if he's harmed." Aragorn grinned at him. "From my experience, he will be more mad with his youngest son." Ce looked at Aragorn. "How young is he?" "Around 1,290?" Herdare nodded at Aragorn's answer. "Close enough." Ce's pale eyes widened. "I don't think that's very young." "For an elf, it's fairly young. Lord Elrond Halfelven, is well over 5,000 years of age. And he's only beginning to show his age, due to the small amount of mortal blood in his veins." Herdare laughed as they all mounted their horses and ponies. Merry looked at him. "What's so funny?" "I was just remembering the trouble of covering up his pranks from his father. He still likes to walk about the dead of night, to braid his brother's hair into ropes as thin as a needle, or remove all his father's clothes from his wardrobe, leaving only a frilly robe of his mother's." Aragorn laughed as well, obviously remembering something else. "I remember when I first met him, I was about 30.He left snakes in my bed on my visit to LothLorien, and a wolf in my closet. We became quick friend's after that." The rest of the trip before nightfall, they discussed the antics of Legolas, Aragorn, the Hobbit's and the girls. Laughter kept the worry astray from their minds for that short time, as Legolas and Boromir ran to Ellen and Damon.
A/N: Grief is only one of two things that can kill an elf. The second, is to be slayed in battle. Thus explaining how Legolas passed out, regardless of the fact Ellen did not kiss 'the Dark Lord' back. Also, Aragorn holds the blood of Numeor (however you spell it), so when he was thirties, physically, he was still in his teens. Any other questions? BESIDES when the next chapter is coming out???
Um, how was it? I decided NOT to erase all of what I originally had, and just made it into a vision/dream thingy. I'm trying to set up the emotional battle between Light and Dark, using Ellen. I have just finished watching my LOTR FOTR video, and got the juices flowing. I can't wait for the special edition LOTR DVD. It comes out in TWO DAYS. Hee, hee. Right now I'm having problems with my Internet server. Use gundamnymph@aol.com to contact me, please. I'll try to find a computer to use until it gets fixed. Been over a week already. NEVER use Cybertours folks. They ALWAYS give you trouble. But remember, I live in MAINE! It will be hard to find a comp to use.
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I am hoping to turn this into a miniseries. I was thinking of starting with the prequel, showing how Ce, Bonnie and Ellen got together. I was also hoping to have side stories to this one. You know, outtakes and stuff.
A/N: I have spoilers for those who are reading the Vampire Diaries. Note, ALL the flash backs are written by me, and are original, unless I mention otherwise.
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Chapter 15
Ellen daydreamed of the past.
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The woods were dark tonight, but she was able to avoid making noise. They had gone back to the town Bonnie had grown up in, to visit her family and to look into growing power surges. Now, she tip toed towards the clearing, where her friends fought. She had been sleeping earlier, while Bonnie showed Celia around Fells Church. Her Slayers instincts had woken her up. Now she could see firelight dancing through the trees. She reached them, and peered down. She was on a slopping hill that led down to a clearing. There once had stood a house and barn in the middle, but now there was only the remainders of a fireplace. There was fire everywhere below. Damon and Celia fought off a huge man, while Bonnie looked after her injured friends. In Ellen's hands lay a deadly crossbow. Stefan was Damon's brother, and had fawned after the same girl as Damon back in Italy. The girl had been a vampire named Katherine, who was childlike. She fell in love with both of the brothers, and exchanged blood with them. She then faked her death, hoping it would bring the two brothers together. She had been stupid. Damon and Stefan had gotten swords and killed each other. They woke up as vampires, and had to flee. Hundreds of years later, they met again in Fells Church. A girl by the name of Elena Gilbert lived there. She looked exactly like Katherine, only with paler blond hair, gold in her blue eyes, and a fighting spirit. Both brothers fell in love with her. She ended up becoming a vampire, after falling for both of them, but choosing Stefan. She then died for the sake of saving her town, and the brothers. Months after Elena's death found Stefan still trailing Damon in order to keep him out of trouble (by Elena's request), and a new evil going on a killing spree. Bonnie, aware of her powers, contacted Elena via a Ouji board and found out enough to contact the brothers. Then they fought off the powerful vampire, and saved the town by Elena's help. Someone up there liked them, and returned Elena back to earth in human form. Damon left shortly before they started celebrating in the clearing. Meredith and Matt (friends) had been there through it all, and had danced the rest of the night with Bonnie, Elena and Stefan. Now, the vampire they had fought all those years ago was loose. He was an Original, one of the first vampires to walk the earth. He had escaped his spiritual prison, and was out for blood. Apparently the prison had grown weak after Elena's return, and he had finally broke free. Luckily, Bonnie, Celia, Stefan, Elena and Damon had been there to witness it and had stopped him from reaching town. Ellen moved along the edge, hiding in the brush, waiting for an opening. No one knew she was there. The tall dark haired girl, Meredith, lay weak on the ground next to Matt. The all-american blond football player was injured all over. Near them was a fire. A dead werewolf lay in cinders inside, and Ellen could smell it up here. Bonnie was hovering over Elena and Stefan. Elena was very pale, from what Ellen could see. It didn't look good for her. The green eyed vampire lay next to his love, badly injured. Blood matted his wavy black hair. Ellen snapped to attention, as she saw Damon get hit. She and Bonnie were the only one's not injured. She took out a small knife, and finished carving the spell on the bolt in the crossbow. It briefly glowed a pale blue, before turning the white ash into a dark color. There would be no way for her to aim the crossbow now, she was too far away. She needed to get close, with out being seen. Or without being seen. Then she felt it. She knew that he knew she was there. She dodged the bolt of lightning he sent her way, and heard Bonnie cry out. The vampire laughed, even as Celia dug a huge branch in his side. Determined, Ellen strode out of the woods, crossbow ready. She nimbly dodged down the steep hill, avoiding fire. She could feel herself trembling. Celia dodged a blow to the head, and kicked at the vampire's sensitive area. It hit home, and the male howled. She then took the moment to twist the spear deeper into his heart. A large hand darted out, and grabbed her throat. He lifted her off the ground, forgetting Ellen for the moment. He sent the raven haired girl flying, until she landed against the chimney with a dull thud. Ellen took the shot.and missed. The vampire had turned towards her as she triggered the bow, making the bolt hit his right shoulder. The long and tattered trench coat he wore was covered in blood, as well as his white blond hair. Those merciless ice colored eyes looked at her with hunger, and she took a step back. He started walking toward her, until Damon rushed him. The vampire howled in rage, and Damon got the full brunt of his fury. Teeth and fingers tore into Damon, and Ellen felt tears burn her eyes. Bonnie looked on with horror also, but both were too afraid to do anything. Klaus tore into Damon again and again and again.until Damon screamed in pain, and Ellen rushed them. Tears flew off her cheeks as she ran, and her heart burned with all sorts of feelings and torments. She reached them, and she yanked out the bolt in the powerful vampire's chest, choking on her fear. He turned on her, and she fell beneath his weight. Pain ripped through her body as he slashed at her.but she had managed to drive the bolt home as they had fallen. She fell into darkness, as the bolt worked it's magic. Elena had died, only to return as a vampire. Again. Damon recovered, and gave her the ring Bonnie and Celia had made. She already had the one that had been Katherine's, but dawn was coming and it was at the boarding house where she and Stefan stayed. The ring served that use, until another time. Meredith and Matt were fine, and Ellen continued to stay in a world of darkness.
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Ellen jumped awake as Damon nudged her. He was still in wolf form, and curled around her. She stroked his fur, reveling in it's thick coat. Then she noticed HIM watching her. He stood not too far away, but enough away from Damon. His crimson eyes watched her. He bowed, upon seeing her awake. "My lady. Did you rest well?" She rubbed her eyes and fought off a yawn. "As well as can be considered." "I am sorry if my troupe frightens you. Bu-" "They don't scare me. No vampire scares me." A dark brow raised above maroon eyes. "And why is that?" "It would mean my death, or the ones I care about. Besides, I have yet to meet my match." The vampire smiled. "We will continue to Isengard today. You just might meet that match on the way." "Why did you want me to come with you?" "Why did you follow?" "You answer mine, I'll answer yours." He looked at her in a way that sent chills down her spine. "You intrigue me. So far, I have witnessed amazing battle skills and talent. Not to mention beauty. I would hate to lose that to the enemy." "Why do you see us as the enemy?" He thought hard on this one. "I don't have much of a choice. I follow the Dark, and the stronger ones that created me." "Yet, you yourself are strong. A Master." "Yes, but not the one who controls Middle-Earth right now." "Who's that?" "They are.two in one being. Saruman had heard of Vampires from your world. He was prepared when he 'died'. A Vampire Master has taken over his body, and they rule over most, not quite as one."
Ellen didn't say anything, and the vampire left. *So we were right. They do center in Isengard.* *Or it might just be a gathering place.* Ellen nodded slightly as she gathered her stuff. *How much farther do you think it is?* *Not too far. We should be there soon.* Silence. *You were dreaming again.* *Yes?* *Of Fells Church.* *I was.* Silence again. *It seems one can never forget that place. Or ever will.*
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Frodo panted as he tried to catch his breath. His arm stung where a sword had nicked him. Sam fought off an orc as his master rested for a second. Pippin and Merry stood back to back as they fought off a vampire. The elves had moved from the trees, and now fought beside the mortals. Celia and Bonnie had just finished off the leader, and were flying through the small pack left. In minutes, Aragorn had finished the last one off. He leaned against his sword. "Scouting party. They might be expecting us." "How many more do you think there are?" Ce asked. Boromir answered. "Knowing orcs, there aren't any other party's. Knowing Saruman," he looked at Gandalf. "I'd say at least two more. Maybe even five more." Celia turned to Bonnie. "How about a-" "I'm on it." She returned, and started rummaging through her bag. She pulled out some powder and a stick of sorts. She whispered something, and let the wind carry the powder. The wind circled them with the iridescent powder, as she made patterns with the odd looking stick. The wind vanished, making everyone glow for a second. Gandalf looked at the girls, curious. "A very interesting spell, girls. And a job well done. I don't think Saruman will be able to spot us, but it is still possible he can." Both girls shook their heads. "He can't. The spell will make ANYONE oblivious to us. He won't see us until we're on top of him. But we can't pick any fights, so be quiet." Bonnie made a motion to her mouth for them to hush. They set out, and reached the edge of the forest by midday. The land around the towering building of Isengard was barren. Tents were set up, and orcs and vampires walked about the grounds. There was about five to seven hundred troops all together. Boromir turned to Aragorn. "This can't be the full lot of them. There has got to be more elsewhere." Aragorn nodded. "I agree. We shall observe them for a few hours, and send notice to Lord Elrond. Tonight, we shall leave for Mordor." Celia did NOT like the faces everyone made. Little did they know, they would NOT leave for Mordor that night. She put her headphones away, and started scouting around with the hobbits. No one could see them, Bonnie had done a good and thorough job on the spell. They were returning to base camp hours later, when they heard the cry go up. They pulled out their weapons and ran back to where they were stationed in time to see their party start fighting off the monsters. Celia's eyes widened as she saw all of the other orc and vampire camps find out about them. Her heart hammered against her ribcage as she joined the battle, as well as hundreds of the enemy.
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Ellen felt uncomfortable riding with the enemy. She was curious about this breed, and their take on the 'war'. Especially the 'leader'. She had yet to learn his name, and vise versa. She looked down at Damon, as he lay in her lap, on top of the horse. Unlike her, he was quite comfortable with the black stallion and its fiery eyes and breath. She looked around her, taking in the big troupe. She then looked forward, to see HIM. He sat tall in his make shift saddle, midnight hair waving slightly in the wind. He was beautiful, like the rest of his race. A dark race, none the less. Well, you're not getting any where sitting like this. She took a deep breath, and nudged the horse forward. It moved at her slightest touch. She rode in step with him for a while, before breaking the silence. "So, you want me to be your Queen of Darkness?" It came out blunt, due to her nerves. "I would rather it be so, than having to kill you." "O~kay. That was brutally honest. Why?" Erie blood red eyes turned to her, and looked deep into her eyes. Those eyes had many shades and colors. A pale hand reached out, brushing her cheek, and she felt a flutter in her stomach. It wasn't unpleasant. "You are beautiful, even in Elven standards. You not realizing so, makes you all the more appealing. You have a pureness, rarely found.and I wish to conquer it." Ellen blushed hard as he leaned forward, and kissed her. Shocked, she didn't move. The lips were cool, and yet warm. He pulled back, still gazing at her. "Join us. We WILL win this fight. Do not stand with our enemy. I don't think I'd be able to destroy you." It was then she noticed the look in his eyes. It had been hard to read him from the start, and she still had yet to realize the emotion, or lack of, in his eyes. He was beautiful, and he loved her.Oh dear, back in her world she was just another face in the crowd. Hardly ever seen. Now, coming to this world, it brought out a magical energy in her. A beauty. When she was younger, she wished she had to beat men off with a stick. But now??? She broke eye contact with him. She stared at the path ahead, thinking about the Slayer named Buffy. Wait a minute. She turned to look back at him. "Why?" He smiled. "Why what?" "Why do you love me?" He blinked, startled. And that was when she knew. They rode ahead of the troupe, and it gave her plenty of time. She smiled at him. "Faker." "What?" She turned in her saddle, and stared straight into his eyes. It took only a moment to sink in for him. The red eyes flashed, and he snarled, reaching out to her. She somersaulted off her horse, out of the way of his claws. Damon, who was chuckling, wasn't so lucky. His neck snapped on impact, and his bird form fell to the ground. Dead. She formed a stake in her hands, and soon they we're fighting hand to hand. Somehow, he got the upper hand, and a piercing pain stung her throat. She was free to stake him, and that she did. He fell dead to the ground, eyes wide open in horror. She turned to face the troupe, only to see it vanish in the wind. She fell to the floor in a faint, and waited for her dying breath. Her last thought was of Legolas, and her friends.and how she betrayed them.
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Ellen woke up with a loud gasp. Damon looked up at her, bewildered. *You are aware, Cara, that you are sending off Powerful waves?* *No. No, no, no, no, no, no, NO.* *What is it?* *Premonition.* She grasped the amulet at her throat. It was warm, and glowed with warning. She had all but forgotten the gift from the Spirit. The dream she had had, was a warning of future possibilities. *Turns out, you were right about the vampire Master. He only wants me to join them for Power, the Rings, and my blood. Slayer blood is very powerful.* He licked his lips. *Yes, I know.* She batted at the wolf, and sighed. *Maybe he's still workable?* *Cara, you need to stop trying to salvage people. Some just weren't meant for good.* *You're one to talk!* Snort. *You're right. But I was already weak before I met you. I think it had something to do with a certain redhead.* Ellen gazed around camp. Most were still asleep, but one or two kept watch. The light of dawn crept over the forest. In her dream, she had seen the FellowShip at Isengard. They were doing well, and it was most likely that, that was where they would be come midday. It had only been a few hours since she joined the troupe. *So, what's the plan?* She sighed deeply. *You're right. I should give up on him. For now. We should join the others.* *Great plan. I wished I thought of it myself.* She swatted the wolf again.
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"Legolas?" The elf looked at Gandalf. "What is it, that makes you distant?" "Lady Ellen. She has had a dream of a possible future. She is quiet shaken. I think she plans to return soon." Bonnie steered her horse towards Arod. "What was it about?" "It had to do with us reaching Isengard. It was a faint signal. It also had to do with the Vampire Master." "Oh?" "His intentions are not admirable. Lord Damon is with her." The elf would not say anymore, but there was a grim look in his eyes.
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"My Lord?" "Yes Ugluck?" "We have gotten word from the troupe. He has the maiden." "And?" "He also mentioned that the Fellowship is headed here. They should reach us by nightfall." Saruman smiled deviously, showing off his new fangs. His long white and silver hair was pulled back, and crimson robes replaced his white ones. His eyes were like mirrors, fully back, possessing the white. "Wonderful. We MUST set out a greeting party. It has been so long since I have seen Gandalf. Dear Gandalf, how is he?" "According to His Lordship, he helps lead the Fellowship, along with the other females. The battle should not last long." Saruman turned and glared at his creation. Without blinking, the Urak-hai suddenly found itself without a head. Saruman pulled back, as the creature's blood spurted over the place. He looked at his hands, admiring the long nails that could be mistaken for claws. His other minions cowered in a corner. "And what have we learned since the LAST battle with the Fellowship?" "M-my Lord?" "Yes. Do speak up." "They are not to be underestimated." Saruman smiled. "Give him some elf to feast upon tonight." He looked out the window, smiling at the burning Ents. "In fact, we'll have a whole feast upon ourselves tonight."
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Water, Ellen mused, liked to dance. As well as sing. Her fingers dipped into the brook, causing the water to dance in circles around her hand. She smiled as fish nipped at her toes. The moss and greens felt good between her toes. She sighed, listening to the festive waters. "What do you want?" She could hear HIM behind her.
"I was merely curious what you were up to." She sighed again, filling her lungs with the scent of nature. A depression settled over her, as she remembered Middle-Earth's fate. "Enjoying the peace while it lasts. Do you ever listen to it?" He sat beside her, on the pebbled bank. "No." She looked at him. "Why not?" "Why should I?" "To enjoy nature's beauty, peace and serenity?" "No. I can see all that just by looking at you." "Flirt." He looked at her, confused. She laughed. "It's a phrase from my world." "Where are you from?" She was silent. Then she looked away, before continuing. "A world that's unfair to it's protectors.where demons and vampires roam, without most of the peoples knowledge. Where there are no elves, and the Dark is more powerful than Light on most occasions, but we always win." "The Light, or the Dark?" A finger caressed her cheek, and she shuddered, remembering her dream. "The Light. Sometimes the Dark." "Why won't you join us?" She glared at him. "Why should I?" He smiled at her, playing with her hair. It had gotten longer since she entered this world. "Why not? We will win." "Overconfident, aren't we?" "No. Just sure." "And why are you so sure?" She was fully facing him now. "It's the way things are. People who are with the Light are weak, fearing everything, risking nothing. They lose loved ones because they are afraid of sacrifice. The Dark has no such fears. We are stronger. We have nothing to fear in this world. There is Power. The Light only has so much. The Dark has just as much, but we grasp more, gaining more Power, freedom, will and control. Only the weak minded die.You fear for your loved ones???" She felt her eyes burn. She couldn't help but remember Bonnie's vision. But she grabbed for anything to throw back at him. She could feel the moon stone at her throat burn. It was like a slap to the face. "And what about after this world?" "Hmm?" "And what about after this life? Sure, even if you do become powerful, control people, and strengthen, what about after that? Hmm? You may be a vampire, considered an immortal. But even you can die.Where will you end up in the afterlife? Surely you know that you will be judged?? You will have NO Power there." "And what makes you so sure it's like that?" She looked at him again. "I've been there. I've seen it, however brief. The weak people of the Light that you speak of? Those aren't the Light's warriors. I am! And so are my friends, and the Fellowship! We are NOT weak. We have triumphed over the Dark hundreds of times. We protect the 'weak'. And maybe I will lose loved ones, but it is NOT my fault." Tears cascaded down her cheeks. His cool fingers caressed her skin, wiping away tears. "Then why do you cry?" "You say we don't know the meaning of sacrifice?! Then you know nothing of the Light's warriors. Others like me have died, protecting the weak. Even I have lost loved ones. In the past I blamed myself. I have even blamed others! I continue to fight, everyday fearing a new loss. But we fight on. You know why? Because the 'weak' can't do it. Most don't even know about the Dark's creatures." He stared at her intently. "You are thinking of him again. You fear the attraction you have of him, because you feel it would mean his death. Or yours." He cradled her face in his long fingers. "Why fight for something that you never get recognition for? That mean's loss to your heart? That leaves you in sadness? How long will it be until your companions begin to die? Why fight, if you fear love? Or feel the spite of the ones you save? Wouldn't it be better to not worry about such things? To be able to love without fear?" He brushed his lips against hers, and she jerked away in shock. She looked at him, wide-eyed, like a deer caught in headlights. "You could be Powerful. Preventing the deaths of those you love. You wouldn't be in fear.or feel the sadness that wrecks your heart. I'd hate to see such beauty marred by battle scars. You have potential. Great potential. Join us." He kissed her hands. She shook all over. What was going on? Why was she so unsure of herself? Why.why did she feel this way? Seeing an opening, the unnamed Vampire Master leaned in and captured her lips.
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Legolas was seeing red. He leaned forward in Arod's saddle, trying to catch his breath. Something was wrong.with Ellen. "Legolas! What is it?! Is it Ellen?" Came the girls frantic call. Long, thin fingers lifted his face up, and he looked at Gandalf in a haze. "Legolas?" He could also make out Aragorn and Boromir next to him. His vision was out of focus, and he could hear screaming. It came from somewhere unknown to him. He suddenly lost all focused, as he was sent into another world.
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"NO!" She pulled away, and barely managed to stay upright. She slapped him so hard, that she could hear his neck snap. She ran across the creek, hyperventilating. *Legolas!* *No, kid. It's just me!* *DAMON.* *Yes. How'd the date go?* She let out a half howl, half screech. The wolf actually stepped back. She sensed the Vampire Master getting his wits together, and motioned for Damon. *Let's go. Can you carry me the long distance?* *Should be able to.* *Let's take a horse then.* *Wha.what horse?* Minutes later, Ellen and Damon were seated on a black stallion, with fiery eyes and mane. *Hang on.* And they were off to meet the rest of the Fellowship, with Ellen still in hysterics. Red eyes followed them, an amused smile playing at the lord's lips.
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"Legolas? Are you okay?" His eyes focused on the redhead, and sat up. "Yes, I'm feeling better, Lady Bonnie." He was lying on a cloak on the forest floor. Bonnie smiled at him. "So. What's going on?" It was then he remembered everything clearly. "Ellen is on her way here, with Lord Damon." His eyes widened. "I must go." "WHAT?" Celia shouted. Frodo stood next to her, trying to calm her down. She just slapped his hands away. "WHAT do you mean by that? WHERE are you going?" He mounted Arod. "Ellen needs me. They are being tracked by the Master." Boromir narrowed his eyes. "Do you know what they're intentions are?" Legolas shook his head. "It is only he that is after them. He has sent the others off to Isengard. They will try to head you off." "Isengard?" Aragorn looked at Gandalf, then back at the elf. "Yes. In Ellen's vision, she saw the Enemy's camp. Hundreds of orcs, goblins, Urak-hai, Vampires and other beasts of Darkness. Send out the message to Lord Elrond, and meet us on the way to Mordor." Aragorn tried to work out the details with the elf. "Where?" "The Aroganath." (A/N: did I spell that right?) "Legolas, you can not go alone." The fair elf turned to look at Herdare. "She needs me, and the Fellowship needs you." "She has Damon, and swift flight." Legolas shook his head. "No. That is not enough. Even now, I can hear her screaming." "What's wrong?" Pippin asked. "Is she ill? Or injured?" Legolas sized him up. Everyone waited for his next words. Ellen had worked her way into all of their hearts. "No. It is worse. She is confused, and injured emotionally. The Light and the Dark are waging a war in her heart, and it is pulling her apart." Gandalf sighed. "It is as I feared. The child, as great a warrior as she is, will not survive for long. Her heart is not ready for such a battle as this one, or the war ahead of us." Solemn faces stared at the wise man, worried. Bonnie and Celia looked at one another. "She was always like that.If she had not become a Slayer, she would have stayed a pacifist. She has such a gentle spirit. We have always feared for her, but then she would surprise us, and show such strength and will power. Once, she managed to Slay a Master, with a torn shoulder and wound to her stomach. She was too scared to reenter the battle, until Ce and I were in danger. She is so brave, at the most crucial moments." Bonnie looked at Gandalf. "If anything, SHE will win this battle." Legolas nodded. "Herdare. Stay here. I must go. If you are that worried, I am sure Boromir wouldn't mind joining us?" Boromir nodded, before mounting his own horse. Together they started off. "Legolas! LEGOLAS!" Herdare glared at the dot disappearing through the trees. "His father will kill me if he's harmed." Aragorn grinned at him. "From my experience, he will be more mad with his youngest son." Ce looked at Aragorn. "How young is he?" "Around 1,290?" Herdare nodded at Aragorn's answer. "Close enough." Ce's pale eyes widened. "I don't think that's very young." "For an elf, it's fairly young. Lord Elrond Halfelven, is well over 5,000 years of age. And he's only beginning to show his age, due to the small amount of mortal blood in his veins." Herdare laughed as they all mounted their horses and ponies. Merry looked at him. "What's so funny?" "I was just remembering the trouble of covering up his pranks from his father. He still likes to walk about the dead of night, to braid his brother's hair into ropes as thin as a needle, or remove all his father's clothes from his wardrobe, leaving only a frilly robe of his mother's." Aragorn laughed as well, obviously remembering something else. "I remember when I first met him, I was about 30.He left snakes in my bed on my visit to LothLorien, and a wolf in my closet. We became quick friend's after that." The rest of the trip before nightfall, they discussed the antics of Legolas, Aragorn, the Hobbit's and the girls. Laughter kept the worry astray from their minds for that short time, as Legolas and Boromir ran to Ellen and Damon.
A/N: Grief is only one of two things that can kill an elf. The second, is to be slayed in battle. Thus explaining how Legolas passed out, regardless of the fact Ellen did not kiss 'the Dark Lord' back. Also, Aragorn holds the blood of Numeor (however you spell it), so when he was thirties, physically, he was still in his teens. Any other questions? BESIDES when the next chapter is coming out???
Um, how was it? I decided NOT to erase all of what I originally had, and just made it into a vision/dream thingy. I'm trying to set up the emotional battle between Light and Dark, using Ellen. I have just finished watching my LOTR FOTR video, and got the juices flowing. I can't wait for the special edition LOTR DVD. It comes out in TWO DAYS. Hee, hee. Right now I'm having problems with my Internet server. Use gundamnymph@aol.com to contact me, please. I'll try to find a computer to use until it gets fixed. Been over a week already. NEVER use Cybertours folks. They ALWAYS give you trouble. But remember, I live in MAINE! It will be hard to find a comp to use.
What do you guys want to see more of, other then story? Romance? Action/battle scenes? Please TRY to leave a review. Again, I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN MONTHS!! U_U'
Once I graduated *yay!* I no longer had the resources I did at school, though I DO hope to take a few classes before we FINALLY move. *pouts*
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I am hoping to turn this into a miniseries. I was thinking of starting with the prequel, showing how Ce, Bonnie and Ellen got together. I was also hoping to have side stories to this one. You know, outtakes and stuff.