Hey all. I just wanted to say that I got some very awesome reviews and I would like to thank you all. I know that Haldir may have been a little mean by withholding food from Akira, and may have been ooc, and I am sorry. But there was actually a point to that that shall be revealed in later chapter's. Also, this is taking place before the Fellowship come to Lothlorien, but not to long before. I'm going to follow the books mostly, except for things from Return of the King. Haldir will *not* die in this fic, but he might come close sometimes.
Haldir-WHAT?!!!
Also I don't know much about Rumil and Orophin so I'm just kind of writing them the best way I can. I have yet to decide if Haldir will go to Helm's Deep, but he probably won't. Though, I can tell you, he will have an adventure.
Haldir- Come close to dying? But...but...I thought you liked me?!
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Haldir walked through Lothlorien silently. If someone had glanced at him, they would have seen the stone face of the captain they were used to. But Haldir was deep in thought. He believed the young girl, Akira, when she had told him she was not a spy. And he did feel a nudge of guilt for forcing her to answer his questions. Not to mention the pity he had felt for her when he'd found out what had happened. Despite all of this, the march warden was sure that the girl was not telling him something. Haldir needed to find Celeborn. Maybe he had spoken with the Lady. If he had, maybe he would have some information about this odd girl.
"Rumil," he spoke sternly when he saw his brother. He was standing next to a large statue, talking to another female elf. Rumil sighed heavily. He had finally had the courage to talk to this young woman, and now his brother was interrupting him. He smiled at the elf.
"Excuse me, my lady," he said charmingly. "But my brother is calling." Rumil quickly went to his brother's side. "You called, brother?"
Haldir ignored the annoyed tone of his brother's voice. "I need to speak with Celeborn immediately. Have you seen him?"
Rumil thought back. He had been seeing a few elves walking up and down the talans hurriedly. For the past few days in fact. He wondered what was so important. "Tell me, what could possibly be so urgent that you found it necessary to disrupt my pleasant conversation with Lady Lathline? I would also like to know if the rumors are true?"
He narrowed his eyes at his brother. "What rumors?" questioned Haldir. Rumil gave him a smug smile.
"The rumors that say you have found a young human woman, and brought her back here."
"Where did you hear this?" he asked sharply.
Rumil's smile disappeared at the angry tone in the captain's voice. "Just a rumor. But do not listen to me. For it seems no one informs me of the going's on of late. Not even in my own home."
The march warden sighed in slight annoyance. He was getting nowhere. "Have you seen Celeborn or not?"
"No," Rumil said. "If I do, I shall inform him that you need to speak with him."
The march warden left his brother then. He sighed. He still hadn't gotten any information from Haldir. And now Lady Lathline had gone. The elf then turned and peered down the hall he had seen his brother walking through. If there was indeed a girl, she would most likely be in one of those talans. His light footsteps made no noise as he stepped through Lothlorien.
The elf came upon a talan, and gazed inside. Nothing. He tried this with the next four rooms. Again, he did not see anyone. Rumil was on the verge of giving up. Maybe there really was no girl. Though, he didn't know why he had been expecting to find one. It was Haldir, after all. And besides, the elves of Lorien liked to keep to themselves. Just when he was ready to turn back, Rumil heard some kind of noise from the last talan. He jogged over to the entry way, and starred inside. The shock was evident on his face when he saw a young woman sitting up, eating and drinking.
"So the rumor's are true," he whispered very quietly to himself. He thought the girl may have heard him, for she stopped eating momentarily and began glanced around. Deciding to make himself known, Rumil stepped inside. The young girl did not look up, but he knew she was aware of his presence in the room.
"This stuff is really good," she said happily as she continued eating. "What is it?"
The elf was caught off guard by the strange question. But he answered it all the same. "That 'bread stuff' is called lembas." Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, Akira looked up. A small yelp of surprise escaped her. "I did not mean to frighten you," he apologized quickly. "I was just answering your question."
She smiled a bit ruefully at him. "It's OK," she said. "I uh...thought you were Celeborn. He told me he'd be coming back in a while. You just kind of startled me." So Celeborn *had* been there. He had known that his brother was keeping something from him. The teen looked at the man. He seemed so very vaguely familiar. Maybe she had seen him earlier. "Who are you?" she asked.
The elf felt slightly embarrassed for not introducing himself. "I am Rumil. Who, may I question, are you?"
"Akira."
"Akira," he said softly. He moved to kneel by the edge of her mat. She had an odd accent. And even odder clothing. She must have been a foreigner. "I think you may know my brother. Haldir, the march warden."
Akira visibly shuddered a bit. "I thought you looked familiar," she muttered. She tried to sit up a bit more, but winced in pain and laid back down instead. "You don't act like your brother."
Rumil had to smile at this comment. "Something he will not let me forget." They sat for a few moments in silence. The elf wondered who she was, and why she had been brought here. He wished for the millionth time that Haldir would tell him these kinds of things. The girl was very lovely, however, though strange looking as she may have been. Maybe the march warden wanted to keep her to himself. An amused smile tugged at his lips. The mere thought of his brother, the heartless march warden he knew and loved, taking a young human girl for himself, was something to laugh about. He sighed. He really did need a woman of his own. When he drew his attention back to the girl , he saw she was now nimbly on some more lembas. "Well Lady Akira," Rumil said kindly as he stood up. "I must leave now. I ask you to not speak of this visit to anyone." She nodded, and then the elf left the talan.
Akira continued to munch on her food. She wondered why the man that had just left her room had looked so amused when the mention of his brother had come up. She also wondered why all of the people she had met within the last few hours had pointed ears, not to mention the glowing kind of aura around them. It was almost as if, as crazy as the thought sounded even in her own mind, they were not human. But if they weren't, then what could they be? Angels? Maybe Akira had died, and was now in Heaven. Of course, she doubted they with held food from people for information in Heaven. Maybe she was in Hell. If that were true, all she could say was Hell was the most beautiful place she had ever been.
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The elven lord sat in thoughtful silence as he gazed out over the braches of Lothlorien. Galadriel sat next to him, smiling very softly at her husband. She did not need to read his thoughts to know what was troubling him. It was the young woman whom had been brought earlier. That, and a certain march warden of Lorien.
"Why are you so deeply troubled?" Galadriel asked with concern.
Celeborn glanced at his wife before speaking. "Not lightly are people welcomed into the deep heart of Lorien. Yet, Haldir brought her here. A human girl."
"A wounded human girl," she reminded softly. "Even he would not leave her there, and neither would you."
"How do you think she came to be here?" he questioned taking his wife's hand. "I have spoken to Lord Elrond. And even he has not seen the coming of this young woman. She appeared no spy, though strangely clad she was, and quite bold was her manner. I do not know what to think of her."
The elven couple continued the conversation in their own language. A tired Haldir suddenly walked onto the platform. A look of apology was already on his face. Galadriel gave him a small warm smile. The march warden bowed graciously as she left the talan. Celeborn stood slowly and greeted the younger elf.
"Please, pardon my intrusion on the Lady and yourself. I've only received some news which I thought you would be interested in," Haldir informed him.
Celeborn moved to invite him to sit down. He took the seat. "I assume the news is about our guest," he said.
Nodding the elf answered, "Indeed it is. I...spoke with her."
At this the Lord narrowed his eyes. "Spoke, or threatened?" As unsure as Celeborn was, he did not want to risk the young woman being untrusting of the elves.
"Spoke," he answered at length. "Her name is Akira Richards, of Seattle. A land unknown and unheard to me. Though I am sure she is no spy, I believe there is something she is not telling me."
"What do you believe it is?"
"When I questioned how she arrived in this place, she said she did not know. Her claims about being from this 'Seattle' I do believe. But she seems to not know how she got here. It was a queer story I must say."
Celeborn nodded his head in agreement. "Queer indeed. Seattle, you say? I have not seen or heard of this place either. Did she say how she acquired her injuries? Or, did you question her at all?"
For a moment, Haldir grew silent. He was thankful Celeborn had not asked him how he had persuaded Akira to answer his questions. But now, he would have to answer this. For some reason, it made him very uncomfortable. "She said that her father had been who beat her. This claim," he added silently. "I also believe."
"Her own father?" he questioned in astonishment. "But, she was beaten to badly to move on her own. Had she been left out there any longer, the poor girl may have died from injuries and exposure."
"Could it be possible her father took her from this 'Seattle' and left her here, thinking that by placing her at the entrance of the forest we would not find her?"
The lord considered this. It did seem likely. And would explain how Akira had gotten there without anyone knowing. "I do suppose. Though..." he paused, unsure of what to say. "I do not know. Perhaps in a few days we can ask her more. Until then, be content with that information you do know, Haldir."
The march warden nodded at this and stood up. He asked himself why he brought the girl to Lothlorien. He remember when he had seen her. The limp body of the girl lying, mangled at the trunk of one of the Golden Trees, had saddened him. He did not know why, but when he had been carrying the young woman back to Lothlorien, he had felt some kind of familiarity. It'd actually felt nice carrying her in his arms. Haldir tried to shake such ridiculous thoughts out of his mind. He had barely had one conversation with the young woman, and she was already beginning to occupy his thoughts. It did not matter, however. She was only human, and would be leaving the forest of Lorien. He would be rid of her soon.
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I know, not much happened in this chapter. Sorry! By the way, I keep forgetting how to spell Orophin's name. I don't think I'm spelling it right, and I can't find my book anywhere.
Haldir- It's probably in your locker. *shudders* And before you ask, I am not going in there to look for it. Last time I did I nearly got killed!
*rolls eyes* Anyway, if you know please tell me if you review. I don't really like this chapter, or the next one, since their kind of boring. I'm hoping to get at least three reviews, but if I don't I'll continue anyway.
Haldir- Yeah. She really doesn't know how to take a hint.
Haldir-WHAT?!!!
Also I don't know much about Rumil and Orophin so I'm just kind of writing them the best way I can. I have yet to decide if Haldir will go to Helm's Deep, but he probably won't. Though, I can tell you, he will have an adventure.
Haldir- Come close to dying? But...but...I thought you liked me?!
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Haldir walked through Lothlorien silently. If someone had glanced at him, they would have seen the stone face of the captain they were used to. But Haldir was deep in thought. He believed the young girl, Akira, when she had told him she was not a spy. And he did feel a nudge of guilt for forcing her to answer his questions. Not to mention the pity he had felt for her when he'd found out what had happened. Despite all of this, the march warden was sure that the girl was not telling him something. Haldir needed to find Celeborn. Maybe he had spoken with the Lady. If he had, maybe he would have some information about this odd girl.
"Rumil," he spoke sternly when he saw his brother. He was standing next to a large statue, talking to another female elf. Rumil sighed heavily. He had finally had the courage to talk to this young woman, and now his brother was interrupting him. He smiled at the elf.
"Excuse me, my lady," he said charmingly. "But my brother is calling." Rumil quickly went to his brother's side. "You called, brother?"
Haldir ignored the annoyed tone of his brother's voice. "I need to speak with Celeborn immediately. Have you seen him?"
Rumil thought back. He had been seeing a few elves walking up and down the talans hurriedly. For the past few days in fact. He wondered what was so important. "Tell me, what could possibly be so urgent that you found it necessary to disrupt my pleasant conversation with Lady Lathline? I would also like to know if the rumors are true?"
He narrowed his eyes at his brother. "What rumors?" questioned Haldir. Rumil gave him a smug smile.
"The rumors that say you have found a young human woman, and brought her back here."
"Where did you hear this?" he asked sharply.
Rumil's smile disappeared at the angry tone in the captain's voice. "Just a rumor. But do not listen to me. For it seems no one informs me of the going's on of late. Not even in my own home."
The march warden sighed in slight annoyance. He was getting nowhere. "Have you seen Celeborn or not?"
"No," Rumil said. "If I do, I shall inform him that you need to speak with him."
The march warden left his brother then. He sighed. He still hadn't gotten any information from Haldir. And now Lady Lathline had gone. The elf then turned and peered down the hall he had seen his brother walking through. If there was indeed a girl, she would most likely be in one of those talans. His light footsteps made no noise as he stepped through Lothlorien.
The elf came upon a talan, and gazed inside. Nothing. He tried this with the next four rooms. Again, he did not see anyone. Rumil was on the verge of giving up. Maybe there really was no girl. Though, he didn't know why he had been expecting to find one. It was Haldir, after all. And besides, the elves of Lorien liked to keep to themselves. Just when he was ready to turn back, Rumil heard some kind of noise from the last talan. He jogged over to the entry way, and starred inside. The shock was evident on his face when he saw a young woman sitting up, eating and drinking.
"So the rumor's are true," he whispered very quietly to himself. He thought the girl may have heard him, for she stopped eating momentarily and began glanced around. Deciding to make himself known, Rumil stepped inside. The young girl did not look up, but he knew she was aware of his presence in the room.
"This stuff is really good," she said happily as she continued eating. "What is it?"
The elf was caught off guard by the strange question. But he answered it all the same. "That 'bread stuff' is called lembas." Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, Akira looked up. A small yelp of surprise escaped her. "I did not mean to frighten you," he apologized quickly. "I was just answering your question."
She smiled a bit ruefully at him. "It's OK," she said. "I uh...thought you were Celeborn. He told me he'd be coming back in a while. You just kind of startled me." So Celeborn *had* been there. He had known that his brother was keeping something from him. The teen looked at the man. He seemed so very vaguely familiar. Maybe she had seen him earlier. "Who are you?" she asked.
The elf felt slightly embarrassed for not introducing himself. "I am Rumil. Who, may I question, are you?"
"Akira."
"Akira," he said softly. He moved to kneel by the edge of her mat. She had an odd accent. And even odder clothing. She must have been a foreigner. "I think you may know my brother. Haldir, the march warden."
Akira visibly shuddered a bit. "I thought you looked familiar," she muttered. She tried to sit up a bit more, but winced in pain and laid back down instead. "You don't act like your brother."
Rumil had to smile at this comment. "Something he will not let me forget." They sat for a few moments in silence. The elf wondered who she was, and why she had been brought here. He wished for the millionth time that Haldir would tell him these kinds of things. The girl was very lovely, however, though strange looking as she may have been. Maybe the march warden wanted to keep her to himself. An amused smile tugged at his lips. The mere thought of his brother, the heartless march warden he knew and loved, taking a young human girl for himself, was something to laugh about. He sighed. He really did need a woman of his own. When he drew his attention back to the girl , he saw she was now nimbly on some more lembas. "Well Lady Akira," Rumil said kindly as he stood up. "I must leave now. I ask you to not speak of this visit to anyone." She nodded, and then the elf left the talan.
Akira continued to munch on her food. She wondered why the man that had just left her room had looked so amused when the mention of his brother had come up. She also wondered why all of the people she had met within the last few hours had pointed ears, not to mention the glowing kind of aura around them. It was almost as if, as crazy as the thought sounded even in her own mind, they were not human. But if they weren't, then what could they be? Angels? Maybe Akira had died, and was now in Heaven. Of course, she doubted they with held food from people for information in Heaven. Maybe she was in Hell. If that were true, all she could say was Hell was the most beautiful place she had ever been.
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The elven lord sat in thoughtful silence as he gazed out over the braches of Lothlorien. Galadriel sat next to him, smiling very softly at her husband. She did not need to read his thoughts to know what was troubling him. It was the young woman whom had been brought earlier. That, and a certain march warden of Lorien.
"Why are you so deeply troubled?" Galadriel asked with concern.
Celeborn glanced at his wife before speaking. "Not lightly are people welcomed into the deep heart of Lorien. Yet, Haldir brought her here. A human girl."
"A wounded human girl," she reminded softly. "Even he would not leave her there, and neither would you."
"How do you think she came to be here?" he questioned taking his wife's hand. "I have spoken to Lord Elrond. And even he has not seen the coming of this young woman. She appeared no spy, though strangely clad she was, and quite bold was her manner. I do not know what to think of her."
The elven couple continued the conversation in their own language. A tired Haldir suddenly walked onto the platform. A look of apology was already on his face. Galadriel gave him a small warm smile. The march warden bowed graciously as she left the talan. Celeborn stood slowly and greeted the younger elf.
"Please, pardon my intrusion on the Lady and yourself. I've only received some news which I thought you would be interested in," Haldir informed him.
Celeborn moved to invite him to sit down. He took the seat. "I assume the news is about our guest," he said.
Nodding the elf answered, "Indeed it is. I...spoke with her."
At this the Lord narrowed his eyes. "Spoke, or threatened?" As unsure as Celeborn was, he did not want to risk the young woman being untrusting of the elves.
"Spoke," he answered at length. "Her name is Akira Richards, of Seattle. A land unknown and unheard to me. Though I am sure she is no spy, I believe there is something she is not telling me."
"What do you believe it is?"
"When I questioned how she arrived in this place, she said she did not know. Her claims about being from this 'Seattle' I do believe. But she seems to not know how she got here. It was a queer story I must say."
Celeborn nodded his head in agreement. "Queer indeed. Seattle, you say? I have not seen or heard of this place either. Did she say how she acquired her injuries? Or, did you question her at all?"
For a moment, Haldir grew silent. He was thankful Celeborn had not asked him how he had persuaded Akira to answer his questions. But now, he would have to answer this. For some reason, it made him very uncomfortable. "She said that her father had been who beat her. This claim," he added silently. "I also believe."
"Her own father?" he questioned in astonishment. "But, she was beaten to badly to move on her own. Had she been left out there any longer, the poor girl may have died from injuries and exposure."
"Could it be possible her father took her from this 'Seattle' and left her here, thinking that by placing her at the entrance of the forest we would not find her?"
The lord considered this. It did seem likely. And would explain how Akira had gotten there without anyone knowing. "I do suppose. Though..." he paused, unsure of what to say. "I do not know. Perhaps in a few days we can ask her more. Until then, be content with that information you do know, Haldir."
The march warden nodded at this and stood up. He asked himself why he brought the girl to Lothlorien. He remember when he had seen her. The limp body of the girl lying, mangled at the trunk of one of the Golden Trees, had saddened him. He did not know why, but when he had been carrying the young woman back to Lothlorien, he had felt some kind of familiarity. It'd actually felt nice carrying her in his arms. Haldir tried to shake such ridiculous thoughts out of his mind. He had barely had one conversation with the young woman, and she was already beginning to occupy his thoughts. It did not matter, however. She was only human, and would be leaving the forest of Lorien. He would be rid of her soon.
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I know, not much happened in this chapter. Sorry! By the way, I keep forgetting how to spell Orophin's name. I don't think I'm spelling it right, and I can't find my book anywhere.
Haldir- It's probably in your locker. *shudders* And before you ask, I am not going in there to look for it. Last time I did I nearly got killed!
*rolls eyes* Anyway, if you know please tell me if you review. I don't really like this chapter, or the next one, since their kind of boring. I'm hoping to get at least three reviews, but if I don't I'll continue anyway.
Haldir- Yeah. She really doesn't know how to take a hint.