Chapter 5 Revelations and Dawn's List
Frodo watched her sleep, as many others did, she was tired from what though? He looked at many of the other elves surrounding her, as she slept she seemed to regain her beauty. Her cheeks had color, and her lips turned a rosy red. The elves all called her surpassed beauty of Galadriel. Frodo looked upon her with a brotherly affection. Of all elves, Legolas, sat closest, her hair had been brushed it now lay limp around her head, every now and then she would utter cries of pain, and talk silently of people. She would often wave her hand in front of her face as if trying to protect herself from something, it was then Legolas would grab her hands and hold them tightly. Tears would slide down her face, and her body would tense and Legolas would stroke her face with his hand, and kiss her hand softly. When she was to awake they were to ask her many questions, thought Frodo as they were ushered out of the room to eat. Legolas somehow felt as if he was compelled to protect her. So he sat all day and night at her side. While the others explored, he waited, for those eyelashes to flicker and open to reveal those celestial blue eyes. Aragorn came during the night, and silently sang to her, and kept Legolas at distance from her. Watching him uncertainly as if he was wolf waiting for the farmer to leave so he could attack his prized sheep.
Dawn shook, "open them," she heard herself defiantly say, and she awoke, she turned she had no control, and she walked out of the room, seeing no one hearing no one, to Galadriel.
Galadriel long flowing golden hair surrounded by an aura of golden light greeted her gently, and Dawn began no matter how much she resisted not to tell.
"I am the one, the key, keeper of the dimensions, I was made into human form and sent to the slayer in the form of a sister she was to protect me with her life. The slayer battled with Glorificus, a hell god. She wished to use me, so as to return to hell dimension and reclaim her former power. In the end I opened the portal. The slayer's love had grown for the key and she found I was made from her blood, her blood was my blood. She died to save the key. A strong Wicca brought her from death, to the world again, there we battled the first. The primordial evil, at the end of the battle however the key bleed, the hell mouth was closed, and yet it bled. I opened the dimensions, I am here to complete a mission, you know what I speak of."
Dawn felt as if she was being separated into 3 people, she began again, was this her this time?
"I was the key, sent by monks to the slayer, my sister, Buffy. She was to protect me at all costs. She battled with Glory constantly, she was the hell god who wished to find me so as to return to her former dimension and reclaim her power. It was after we had fled did she catch me, I was returned to Glory. Where my sister fought her, yet one of her minions, was able to cut me, so I bled. It only takes one drop of my blood to open the dimensions. My sister killed Glory, but she was too late; and I was bleeding the dimensions were mixing. My blood, my body, my memory were all made from her. She did not want me to die, so she jumped into the hole. She sacrificed herself for me. She was brought back to life again. My sister was still lost to me. During this time I lost my mother, my sister, my friends, all trust and love. Then the first came, the earliest evil. He hurt everyone, Buffy in an attempt to save the world from another apocalypse. Gathered potential slayers and formed an army. She broke the prophecy of the Chosen, and there they fought the first's gathered army. It was at this time that I lost Spike. He was able to kill all the soldiers of evil he sacrificed himself to save us, many of the potentials I had known died, many of my friends died. After the battle it was then that I bled and I opened the dimensions, and I jumped, this is my punishment, for not jumping two years ago, this is mine alone to bare."
Dawn tried to stop herself, from talking, she heard no one and saw no one again, why was this happening again?
"I am Dawn Summers, from Sunnydale, I am the keeper of dimensions, I am a sister, I am the cause of death, I am mortal, I am power, I am nothing."
She breathed again, and she saw now in the water, she went from being a incandescent green, to her pale self again. She turned to look, there was eleven people whom she spoke too. Turning in a circle, she went and met Sam's eyes, Merry's, and Pippins. Who looked at her with great fear, and yet they still showed her pity. Boromir who had taken a step back, Legolas who's eyes were locked on her every movement, Frodo who had a tear in his eyes, Aragorn inpatient wanting to rush forward, Gimli, who looked at her with both fear and respect. Celeborn who was now deep in thoughts, Haldir was frightened, Galadriel was waiting for her to speak.
She could think of nothing to say, so she stood, shaking nervously, meeting no ones glance or stare. It was Galadriel who spoke,
"Lady Dawn come with me, the rest of you must leave immediately."
With that there was some reluctance amongst the companions, and Galadriel took her hand. Weird to think that Dawn believed in this woman so much, she had never met her before but here she was. Dawn completely trusted her.
Dawn turned to leave, they walked down a leaf covered path, leading away from all the others. They walked in silence. She hated silence, thanks to that one experience where everyone lost their voices, and those creepy demon guys. She shivered, they came to a big white tree with silver leaves. Galadriel pressed her hand against the trunk and walked inside, creepy she thought. But still followed, inside the tree there was a staircase, it was rather big inside. She hated silence, and yet she didn't speak. When they reached the top, there was a platform and she looked around her, you could see the circle of white trees, every movement, every tree top. Galadriel turned to her.
"Dawn, (wow she was one of the few people who didn't use that lady crap) you come to us from another world, and you spoke of a mission? What is the quest the calls to you?"
"Um, that wasn't really me talking it was the key, I couldn't stop myself, I have no clue why I… the key said that." Mental note to self Dawn remarked never call yourself the key or tell people you are the key, she better underline that one.
Dawns mind clicked the key, was it taking over her, was that possible? Was she like Ben and Glory, two different people trapped inside one another, was she the cover for the key? Oh god, another number to add to the list of things to deal with.
"You know of Frodo's quest?"
"Yeah, um to destroy that ring thingy that its all bad and it wants to get back to the master of the bad, what was his name Sauranka?" What could she say, she did have a sucky memory, the ring thingy was it connected to the key? Galadriel seemed to read her thoughts,
"Sauron, yes it is his, does the ring to call you?"
"No, is it suppose to?" then she became unusually smart, "oh does it do it to everyone else?"
"Yes, even to the wisest, even to me, I fear the ring has already began to break up the fellowship, slowly at first," She paused for a second then looked around and said, "yes it is breaking."
Silence she looked at her with a commanding voice she said
"I must now tell you, you may not continue on with the Fellowship."
"Uh why not?" giving her a plaintive stare
This wasn't fair maybe the key and the ring were somehow tied together, maybe she could still go back to Buffy and the others. No correction she needed to go back, and this lady wasn't going to do anything to stop her.
"To have the ring of power, and the key, together it far too dangerous, do you understand?"
"No why is the key such a danger to the ring? What could…what am I doing to possibly endanger Frodo's quest?"
"The ring of power was created, as an imitation of you, we do not know who created it or for what purpose. But many wars were fought because of it, the few who knew of it, knew its original name was Aèrindil. After many years the last keeper, hid it from the world. Many forgot it, it became a myth, and many thought it lost or destroyed. You are the first news we have heard of the key still existed."
"It was made to be like me? I am evil then….but why didn't I go to hell, why didn't I die? Why am I here." More questions…oh god brain freeze, Dawn massaged her temples and paced back and forth as much as the tree allowed.
"I do not know why you are here, or why you did not die. The key, was not intended to live, to survive, to be evil or good, but the power was fought for by many wars, the last keeper of the key kept it alive. I do not know why it came here, but now key has a conscious, emotions, of a human girl. You know can decide between right and wrong. So the key now begins to make a decision, it has no keeper, and now its shows its true powers. This is now why you have no control, over your power. I fear you will not die until it seems fit. You understand now, that if both the ring and the key were travel together, it would bring great danger, if Sauron had captured you and the ring as well."
"So if I can't go with the Fellowship anymore where will I go? What will I do?" she said disheartened, she didn't want to place the others in danger, and maybe she could still go back somehow. She could get there, maybe this elf woman was lying and she was going to get back that was all that mattered.
"Now you will go Rivendell, to Lord Elrond, he will help you discover many things and answer many questions, and you will leave the day after the next."
Dawn lingered for a moment and then faced eastwards and silently spoke
"If the key is destroyed, I will be too."
"Yes, to be a child and to carry burden such as this, so much power and so much sorrow."
"Power without control, like Buffy said."
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Okay readers I hope everyone likes this chapter, the next chapter Dawn will get something she longs desires and the fellowship will get a learning lesson. I'm in touch with Knopf because the publishers are somewhat interested in some of my work. One such is sending me all these big books written by young authors and having to do with fantasty fiction. Since usually thats my genre. She has already encouraged me to start a completely new and original story of my own. She's telling me that to many books revolve around the classic fantastys, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Chronicles of Narnia. But although the story is starting to sketch out. I can't exaclty plan it out yet. Hopefullly it'll get better. To help some of you grasp the Mines of Moria I have redited one of the future chapters to indicate just how long Dawn had been in the darkness. Um as always R&R, always loved and appreciated. I'm updating more see!