Author's note: Well it has been a while! I am sorry but my dad finally
decided to spend some time with me! So here is your next chapter!
Warning: This chapter gets a bit brutal so please do not read it if you are in the least bit disturbed by people getting there heads decapitated. It is not very bad though.
Reviewers:
Haldir's Heart n' Soul: Don't you worry ... Hal. will see the error of his ways and go begging for Naomie to take him back ... well in a matter of speaking. Thanks for being a great reviewer and all! Sorry that it has been so long since I updated.
LegolasnDcolorblueinterestsme: Hello back! Thank you, takes a bow Well they didn't play but I went by my self and met a boy who has been playing with me! Its funny how fate works! And my dad also has been coming over and playing a few games too so it isn't a total lose. Sorry that this took so long, the next chapter shouldn't take that long, I've already started typing it up! So cheers until next time!
Nevvy: Well she is an elf so they are a bit tougher. Haldir's just a little bit confused you'll have to excuse him! Well have fun on your trip!
On with the story!
Leavings
The morning was black and rainy. The clouds that hung over 'Lorien were a pale grey and put even more sorrow in Naomie's heart as she walked with her lantern and saddle bag to the stables. Galadriel and Elrond already stood waiting for her.
"Are you ready, child?" Elrond asked happily.
(A/N Elrond's a morning person:D)
"Aye. I thank you for this. I hope that I prove a good companion." Naomie said softly.
They all mounted, Elrond on a huge deep brown steed, Galadriel on a white mayor, and Naomie on a black steed called Mithril. The small elven company road quietly through the forest as the sun began to rise above the trees.
Haldir waited impatiently for the three elves that they were to meet. He sat next to Celeborn twiddling his thumbs. They had just appeared when thunder rumbled through the glen. The riders dismounted and stood in front of the awaiting elves.
"You have weapons? You must be very alert. I am trusting you, my friend, with my niece's life." Celeborn said warmly.
"She will be well protected. We will reach Imladris by four days time if we ride hard and fast. I shall send word as soon as we reach my realm." Elrond said.
With that the half elf took the ladies hand, kissed it and nodded to the four lords. Naomie hugged her uncle and bowed to her aunt and was surprised when Galadriel took her into a good-bye embrace.
"I will miss you." Rumil said as he and Naomie hugged lightly.
"And I you, Rumil son of Beren. One day when I am back home in Avalon you must come and see my realm!" she said.
"I am shore I will get that chance soon. Our paths will cross again." Rumil said as Naomie smiled.
Nodding to Orphin both bowed to the other. As Naomie mounted next to Elrond she said softly, only loud enough for elven ears to here, "Namarie, Haldir."
But Haldir was too busy inspecting the ground to even look up. He had become very aware of his boots and that there was a tiny scuff on the right one. Naomie found tears in her eyes but she held them back as Haldir said nothing.
"Fare well." Elrond called as they started away.
Haldir watched as Naomie road towards Moria.
"You should have said good bye, brother." Rumil said.
Haldir glared and left to the nearest watchtower in the trees and gracefully climbed up the branches.
Haldir stared out as night was falling. If Elrond had taken the deadly rout through the mines that he always did, they would be a quarter of the way already, maybe even farther if they were riding fast and hard. Why was he still thinking about her? Haldir wondered as he changed the guards. Something aced in his chest ... his heart ... now that she was gone. He was being stupid. But then why did it hurt so much? He needed rest. That was what he needed. Laying down in a caught Haldir tried to sleep ... but every time he allowed his vision to cloud to allow sleep in the only image he got was of her! Finally Haldir fell into a soft sleep.
Elrond was getting wood for the fire as Naomie sat sharpening he sword. They had just emerged from Moria and were exhausted from running with the horses so fast. They had not been able to ride because the roof of the particular passage Elrond used was too low. Naomie was very glad to be out of those horrid mines. She could not sleep for every time she did try to find sleep Haldir's face emerged in her subconscious. She saw him just staring at the grown not even bothering to look at her. He didn't even say one word. Then Elrond's voice caught her ears. He was yelling! This could not be good ... the elven lord never yelled that way. Hopping up, Naomie grabbed her sword, Elrond's as well. Fallowing the voices Naomie soon was in a thick part of woods. Elrond was pined by arrows against a tree. So much for a protector.
"Elrond!" Naomie yelled. Clashing with five orc's at once the princess threw Elrond's sword to him. Soon Elrond was free but the two elves were outnumbered.
"What do we do!?" Naomie hollered as three orc's surrounded her. Elrond was fighting wildly, but knew that it was useless.
"I have failed! I am sorry your highness!" Elrond gasped as another orc sliced his chest.
"Do not ... say ... that! You can not blame yourself!" Naomie cried as a sword sliced down on her already scared back.
Elrond watched in horror as she fell to the ground. The orc's picked up the bloody Naomie and left him for dead. These orc's did not just attack them for pleasure ... no they attacked for Celeborn's niece! As Elrond watched them retreat over the grassy plane he memorized which way they were headed. Then Elrond gasped. They were headed towards Avalon! But why there? Elrond wondered as he willed himself to get up. Whistling for his horse he through himself onto Nurranta's back and urged his faithful friend forward back towards Moria. He needed a healer and if he did not hurry Naomie would die from her wounds.
Haldir walked in the gardens as the sun was slowly drifting down into the mountains. Sitting on a bench his thoughts moved back to Naomie. His heart aced even worse now. He should have said good-bye. If only that was the thing he had said, then perhaps he would not hurt so much. Haldir herd someone walk in behind him and slowly turned.
"Hello, Vanity." Haldir whispered.
"Haldir. What ever is the matter? She has gone. You need not think of her anymore, my love." Vanity said quietly.
Haldir looked up and directed her to sit. She did and leaned so her head rested on his shoulder.
"I wish not to think of her. But some part of me wishes her back. My heart aces because of her." Haldir said after a long pause.
"Then do not listen to that part of yourself. You will get over her. Now perhaps without her charming spell over you ... you will see how much I love you?" Vanity quipped smiling up at him.
"Aye. You are right. Indeed I do see that now, Vanity." Haldir said looking down at her. Vanity smiled and rose up, brushing her lips against his. Haldir was taken aback for a few moments ... but then he kissed the she elf back.
Rumil and Orphin were watching their brother as Vanity kissed him. And then to their surprise and dismay ... he kissed back!
"I would have taken Naomie over that snake in the grass." Orphin growled as Vanity planted kisses down Haldir's neck. Rumil shuddered.
"I as well. Our brother is digging his own grave. Oy! What's that!?" Rumil asked as a figure slumped on a horse came charging through the forest.
"Hurry! We must stop that rider!" Orphin ordered.
Rumil dropped down and called to the rider to stop the horse. As the horse slowed the two twins' caught up to it. It was Elrond! The two march wardens gasped, as they looked apone the elf lord.
"What happened!?" Rumil asked as he helped Elrond off and to his feet.
"Orc's ... sent to take ... Naomie ... they took her! We must ... help ... the ... the ... princess!" the lord panted as they began to help his to the Healing talan. The lady and lord were already there waiting.
"Where is she!?" Celeborn asked with a tone not many herd him use.
"She still lives... but I fear she will not hold much longer." Galadriel whispered as she moved to help heal Elrond.
"I shall take a company and find her!" Rumil charge in.
"I shall join him. Haldir is too busied ruining his life to wish to help. We will find her my lord! My lady!" Orphin added.
"They were ... headed ... west towards ... Avalon ... and the ... great caves. ... She is losing ... blood ... at an ... alarming ... rate." Elrond tried to inform them. With nods the brothers bowed and left.
Haldir found himself without his tunic on and Vanity kissing his bare chest. He and her had somehow gotten up to his room and now were "relaxing". Just as Vanity went to remove Haldir's leggings he stopped her.
"I can not. Something's wrong. I just can not do this now." He whispered getting up out of the char she had pushed him into. Her blue eyes shot up to him. She backed away, her pretty face contorted into a sneer.
"You still hold her above me!" Vanity raged.
"No. But ... I just need to rest. Vanity you are welcome to stay but I must not do what I wish to now. I just need time." Haldir said.
The she elf nodded but left. Haldir gave a small sigh and lay in his bed. Why could he not let it go? He had almost gotten Vanity in his bed! What was wrong with him? Something was not right. The trees were too quiet, even the rain was hushed. The night was dangerously quiet. It was if it was morning something. But what? Haldir did not like it one bit. He pushed out all frustrating thoughts and feelings and fell asleep only to be confronted with nightmares...
Haldir's nightmare
Haldir was running for some reason. He caught a glimpse of a pack of orc's. His bow was ready but he had not shot a single arrow ... he was afraid he would hit something that the orcs carried. Then a heart-breaking cry reached his ears. Naomie? He wondered as he ran quicker than he had been. There she was tied to a metal pole that stuck out from the ground. An orc was stabbing her with a long sword; Haldir realized it as hers, numerous times. Yelling out to her all the orcs looked up from there enjoyment. Naomie stared up at him, her face no longer recognizable from how badly it had been broken and scratched. Her riding garments were stained black and red from her blood and the orcs. Then the orcs charged Haldir. He watched in horror as the orc with Naomie's sword smiled wickedly at him and with one quick motion swiped the sword through the soft skin and bone of Naomie's neck. Haldir cried out in anger and sorrow as he watched her head tumble to the ground in a mess of blood and soft tissue and bone. Then a bright light interrupted his vision.
"You know that she said none of those things Vanity spoke of. You must make your own mind up though. Naomie can help you in your journey and you know this ..." it was Galadriel! "... You need her as much as she needs you. Your heart can answer all the questions and tell you what the right path is for you to take."
End Nightmare
Haldir shot up out of his bed. Blinking he realized where he was and that it had just been a dream. Berthing heavily Haldir lay back down. Closing his eyes he cleared his mind of the startling nightmare. Vanity had lied to him! It was apparent now! But was it too late? Haldir would confront her. His mind swirled in frenzy and he gained a head ach because of it. Ha had almost killed someone that he had feelings for! Hurrying, Haldir jumped up and dressed to have a conference with the lady of light.
That's it for now! Hope you enjoyed it! I shall hurry wit the next chapter! As always please R&R but no flames!
Warning: This chapter gets a bit brutal so please do not read it if you are in the least bit disturbed by people getting there heads decapitated. It is not very bad though.
Reviewers:
Haldir's Heart n' Soul: Don't you worry ... Hal. will see the error of his ways and go begging for Naomie to take him back ... well in a matter of speaking. Thanks for being a great reviewer and all! Sorry that it has been so long since I updated.
LegolasnDcolorblueinterestsme: Hello back! Thank you, takes a bow Well they didn't play but I went by my self and met a boy who has been playing with me! Its funny how fate works! And my dad also has been coming over and playing a few games too so it isn't a total lose. Sorry that this took so long, the next chapter shouldn't take that long, I've already started typing it up! So cheers until next time!
Nevvy: Well she is an elf so they are a bit tougher. Haldir's just a little bit confused you'll have to excuse him! Well have fun on your trip!
On with the story!
Leavings
The morning was black and rainy. The clouds that hung over 'Lorien were a pale grey and put even more sorrow in Naomie's heart as she walked with her lantern and saddle bag to the stables. Galadriel and Elrond already stood waiting for her.
"Are you ready, child?" Elrond asked happily.
(A/N Elrond's a morning person:D)
"Aye. I thank you for this. I hope that I prove a good companion." Naomie said softly.
They all mounted, Elrond on a huge deep brown steed, Galadriel on a white mayor, and Naomie on a black steed called Mithril. The small elven company road quietly through the forest as the sun began to rise above the trees.
Haldir waited impatiently for the three elves that they were to meet. He sat next to Celeborn twiddling his thumbs. They had just appeared when thunder rumbled through the glen. The riders dismounted and stood in front of the awaiting elves.
"You have weapons? You must be very alert. I am trusting you, my friend, with my niece's life." Celeborn said warmly.
"She will be well protected. We will reach Imladris by four days time if we ride hard and fast. I shall send word as soon as we reach my realm." Elrond said.
With that the half elf took the ladies hand, kissed it and nodded to the four lords. Naomie hugged her uncle and bowed to her aunt and was surprised when Galadriel took her into a good-bye embrace.
"I will miss you." Rumil said as he and Naomie hugged lightly.
"And I you, Rumil son of Beren. One day when I am back home in Avalon you must come and see my realm!" she said.
"I am shore I will get that chance soon. Our paths will cross again." Rumil said as Naomie smiled.
Nodding to Orphin both bowed to the other. As Naomie mounted next to Elrond she said softly, only loud enough for elven ears to here, "Namarie, Haldir."
But Haldir was too busy inspecting the ground to even look up. He had become very aware of his boots and that there was a tiny scuff on the right one. Naomie found tears in her eyes but she held them back as Haldir said nothing.
"Fare well." Elrond called as they started away.
Haldir watched as Naomie road towards Moria.
"You should have said good bye, brother." Rumil said.
Haldir glared and left to the nearest watchtower in the trees and gracefully climbed up the branches.
Haldir stared out as night was falling. If Elrond had taken the deadly rout through the mines that he always did, they would be a quarter of the way already, maybe even farther if they were riding fast and hard. Why was he still thinking about her? Haldir wondered as he changed the guards. Something aced in his chest ... his heart ... now that she was gone. He was being stupid. But then why did it hurt so much? He needed rest. That was what he needed. Laying down in a caught Haldir tried to sleep ... but every time he allowed his vision to cloud to allow sleep in the only image he got was of her! Finally Haldir fell into a soft sleep.
Elrond was getting wood for the fire as Naomie sat sharpening he sword. They had just emerged from Moria and were exhausted from running with the horses so fast. They had not been able to ride because the roof of the particular passage Elrond used was too low. Naomie was very glad to be out of those horrid mines. She could not sleep for every time she did try to find sleep Haldir's face emerged in her subconscious. She saw him just staring at the grown not even bothering to look at her. He didn't even say one word. Then Elrond's voice caught her ears. He was yelling! This could not be good ... the elven lord never yelled that way. Hopping up, Naomie grabbed her sword, Elrond's as well. Fallowing the voices Naomie soon was in a thick part of woods. Elrond was pined by arrows against a tree. So much for a protector.
"Elrond!" Naomie yelled. Clashing with five orc's at once the princess threw Elrond's sword to him. Soon Elrond was free but the two elves were outnumbered.
"What do we do!?" Naomie hollered as three orc's surrounded her. Elrond was fighting wildly, but knew that it was useless.
"I have failed! I am sorry your highness!" Elrond gasped as another orc sliced his chest.
"Do not ... say ... that! You can not blame yourself!" Naomie cried as a sword sliced down on her already scared back.
Elrond watched in horror as she fell to the ground. The orc's picked up the bloody Naomie and left him for dead. These orc's did not just attack them for pleasure ... no they attacked for Celeborn's niece! As Elrond watched them retreat over the grassy plane he memorized which way they were headed. Then Elrond gasped. They were headed towards Avalon! But why there? Elrond wondered as he willed himself to get up. Whistling for his horse he through himself onto Nurranta's back and urged his faithful friend forward back towards Moria. He needed a healer and if he did not hurry Naomie would die from her wounds.
Haldir walked in the gardens as the sun was slowly drifting down into the mountains. Sitting on a bench his thoughts moved back to Naomie. His heart aced even worse now. He should have said good-bye. If only that was the thing he had said, then perhaps he would not hurt so much. Haldir herd someone walk in behind him and slowly turned.
"Hello, Vanity." Haldir whispered.
"Haldir. What ever is the matter? She has gone. You need not think of her anymore, my love." Vanity said quietly.
Haldir looked up and directed her to sit. She did and leaned so her head rested on his shoulder.
"I wish not to think of her. But some part of me wishes her back. My heart aces because of her." Haldir said after a long pause.
"Then do not listen to that part of yourself. You will get over her. Now perhaps without her charming spell over you ... you will see how much I love you?" Vanity quipped smiling up at him.
"Aye. You are right. Indeed I do see that now, Vanity." Haldir said looking down at her. Vanity smiled and rose up, brushing her lips against his. Haldir was taken aback for a few moments ... but then he kissed the she elf back.
Rumil and Orphin were watching their brother as Vanity kissed him. And then to their surprise and dismay ... he kissed back!
"I would have taken Naomie over that snake in the grass." Orphin growled as Vanity planted kisses down Haldir's neck. Rumil shuddered.
"I as well. Our brother is digging his own grave. Oy! What's that!?" Rumil asked as a figure slumped on a horse came charging through the forest.
"Hurry! We must stop that rider!" Orphin ordered.
Rumil dropped down and called to the rider to stop the horse. As the horse slowed the two twins' caught up to it. It was Elrond! The two march wardens gasped, as they looked apone the elf lord.
"What happened!?" Rumil asked as he helped Elrond off and to his feet.
"Orc's ... sent to take ... Naomie ... they took her! We must ... help ... the ... the ... princess!" the lord panted as they began to help his to the Healing talan. The lady and lord were already there waiting.
"Where is she!?" Celeborn asked with a tone not many herd him use.
"She still lives... but I fear she will not hold much longer." Galadriel whispered as she moved to help heal Elrond.
"I shall take a company and find her!" Rumil charge in.
"I shall join him. Haldir is too busied ruining his life to wish to help. We will find her my lord! My lady!" Orphin added.
"They were ... headed ... west towards ... Avalon ... and the ... great caves. ... She is losing ... blood ... at an ... alarming ... rate." Elrond tried to inform them. With nods the brothers bowed and left.
Haldir found himself without his tunic on and Vanity kissing his bare chest. He and her had somehow gotten up to his room and now were "relaxing". Just as Vanity went to remove Haldir's leggings he stopped her.
"I can not. Something's wrong. I just can not do this now." He whispered getting up out of the char she had pushed him into. Her blue eyes shot up to him. She backed away, her pretty face contorted into a sneer.
"You still hold her above me!" Vanity raged.
"No. But ... I just need to rest. Vanity you are welcome to stay but I must not do what I wish to now. I just need time." Haldir said.
The she elf nodded but left. Haldir gave a small sigh and lay in his bed. Why could he not let it go? He had almost gotten Vanity in his bed! What was wrong with him? Something was not right. The trees were too quiet, even the rain was hushed. The night was dangerously quiet. It was if it was morning something. But what? Haldir did not like it one bit. He pushed out all frustrating thoughts and feelings and fell asleep only to be confronted with nightmares...
Haldir's nightmare
Haldir was running for some reason. He caught a glimpse of a pack of orc's. His bow was ready but he had not shot a single arrow ... he was afraid he would hit something that the orcs carried. Then a heart-breaking cry reached his ears. Naomie? He wondered as he ran quicker than he had been. There she was tied to a metal pole that stuck out from the ground. An orc was stabbing her with a long sword; Haldir realized it as hers, numerous times. Yelling out to her all the orcs looked up from there enjoyment. Naomie stared up at him, her face no longer recognizable from how badly it had been broken and scratched. Her riding garments were stained black and red from her blood and the orcs. Then the orcs charged Haldir. He watched in horror as the orc with Naomie's sword smiled wickedly at him and with one quick motion swiped the sword through the soft skin and bone of Naomie's neck. Haldir cried out in anger and sorrow as he watched her head tumble to the ground in a mess of blood and soft tissue and bone. Then a bright light interrupted his vision.
"You know that she said none of those things Vanity spoke of. You must make your own mind up though. Naomie can help you in your journey and you know this ..." it was Galadriel! "... You need her as much as she needs you. Your heart can answer all the questions and tell you what the right path is for you to take."
End Nightmare
Haldir shot up out of his bed. Blinking he realized where he was and that it had just been a dream. Berthing heavily Haldir lay back down. Closing his eyes he cleared his mind of the startling nightmare. Vanity had lied to him! It was apparent now! But was it too late? Haldir would confront her. His mind swirled in frenzy and he gained a head ach because of it. Ha had almost killed someone that he had feelings for! Hurrying, Haldir jumped up and dressed to have a conference with the lady of light.
That's it for now! Hope you enjoyed it! I shall hurry wit the next chapter! As always please R&R but no flames!