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Disclaimer: Hmm.no..still don't own nothing..Amani maybe..but that's all.
Chapter two: Thinking of the past
After awhile I gained my physical and mental control back. (Oh, who am I kidding, got my mental control back.noooo don't think so.) Anyways.I started to remember the night before with those shadows, the arrow and me feeling dizzy. *wonder if they did something to me while I was asleep?* I gave my self a slap on the forehead. *You pervert!* I looked over at the person beside me and smiled innocently, but he seemed pretty confused by my whole act. "Whatever." I muttered under my breath. "So, what happened to me last nigh?" I asked the first thing that came to mind.
I got up from the king sized bed I was currently laying in, to get a better look at this place, as he started to explain. "You were brought here by me and my friend Milady." He looked me up and down, measuring me. I began to walk about the room. It was magnificent! The whole room was white and beautiful carvings could be found on the walls together with a few pictures. *Maybe they are telling some sort of story?* I thought to myself as I kept staring, completely lost in my own thoughts. When you came in to the room the bed was on the right side with a full length mirror on one side and a small table on the other. Right ahead there was no wall at all, just pillars covered in deep green vines and see-through, white curtains. It led out to a large balcony overlooking one of the many gardens of Rivendell.
My ears had completely tuned out the voice of he-who-obviously-likes-his- own-voice-to-much. I had forgotten all about him, but that was to be changed. He came up behind me and snapped his fingers right before my eyes. I swear I jumped 10 feet straight up in the air! "Hey!" I was now very irritated. "Don't you ever.do you hear me? EVER, do that again!" I almost lost my common sense, if I had one. I stood there glaring at him with my heart in my throat for some time. He stared back, a little shocked I presume from my sudden outburst. When I felt satisfied and got bored by just staring at him, I went back to looking around. There seemed to be a door on the left side of the room, unable to ignore my curiosity, I opened it and peeked inside. *wow! A bathroom. Nice*
It really wasn't big though. Just a bathtub and a table with a chair, a mirror placed in front of the table. I closed the door shut and went straight for the closet, also placed on the left side of the room. A gasp came out as my jaw dropped to the floor. The closet was filled with dresses in every color you can imagine, they were in every shapes and forms and in different fabrics. My eyes widened at this sight before I got interrupted by this annoying person yet again. This time he did it with a little more precaution. (Good for him)
"You can put one on if you like?" He gave a weak smile. "But first I'll go and fill up the bathtub. So go get cleaned up and dressed, then we can find you some food." He disappeared into the bathroom. *Food* A drop of drool ran down from one side of my mouth at the thought. While wiping it away my stomach rumbled and made a heartbreaking growl from really deeeep down.
Not long after I lay covered in hot water and bath bubbles. *Sigh* "This is wonderful." I muttered to myself and closed my eyes. I reluctantly began to think about the last few days. Tears welled up in my eyes but I held them back with all my might not letting myself become weak. My whole life had changed in a matter of days.
:: Flashback ::
"NO! No..no!" My voice faded as I looked around, and a tear found its way down my cheek. "Everything.. ruined, mum..dad.NO!" I started to shake, my tears flowing freely now, and I could not believe what my eyes told me was true. My beautiful city in ruins and everyone..dead, mom and dad.everyone!
The hands that held my wrists tightened as I got dragged away screaming in pain and anguish. My heart sank deep in my chest, the feeling was unbearable. The feeling of my heart being dropped and shatter into small, unnoticeable pieces on the ground.
My blood started to bubble as fire in my veins and a small cry slipped past my lips. I looked up on my captor and started to scream and kick, the ugliest creature in all of Middle Earth looked back at me with penetrating eyes. The foul smell reached my nostrils and my stomach turned as my breakfast came up in my throat, threatening to burst out. I swallowed as my tears burned my cheeks and eyes.
Unfortunately this didn't work and my breakfast came out anyway. Of course on my captors ugly feet, and he made a rather scary noise as he tightened his grip even more around my wrist. When I was done vomiting on him (I was rather proud of myself that I had done this, even if I would pay for it later.) He kept dragging me along the road leading away from my home.
After awhile the orc got tired of dragging me as I made myself as heavy as possible. No way was I going to make it easy on him! He flung my body over his shoulders and ran to catch up with his fellow orcs. I was so close to his body now that I felt I could vomit again, but instead I passed out from the strong smell.
:: End of Flashback ::
A cold chill went down my spine and made me shiver uncontrollably as my tears started to fall against my will. Why did all of this have to happen to me? Had I done something to deserve this? There was something about me, something strange, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I had no memory of my life before the age of 10, just nothing. I could try my very best to remember, still no memory. The small town that I was raised in thought I had been an outcast of some sort and took me in. They were all outcasts themselves, half elven outcasts, and they found it in their hearts to love me and care for me.
I had been lucky though. I had a family that adopted me and gave me all I could ever want, not caring who I really was or where I came from. They loved me for me. Another stream of tears hit me like waves against hard cliffs along the shoreline. "My family." I whispered. *You never know what you have until you loose it..* my head hurt badly now from all the crying, the image of my family haunting me when I closed my eyes.
That day, when I had been captivated, I had passed out. (Even now just thinking of the strong smell made me retch.) When I woke up again later the same day my ears had caught the sounds of metal clashing together and the swishy sound of arrows being shot. A huge fight played out before me. Soon enough all the orcs were laying spread around on the ground, dead. That's when I had a meeting with the pointy arrow, pressed against the tree. Since I had lost all the power to move my feet I had not been able to run away as my whole body so desperately told me to do. Hence being trapped against that damn tree.
And now I was in Rivendell. I had been told many tales about places around Middle Earth, but never traveled anywhere. Although this little "trip" of mine had been slightly against my will, I still had that ecstatic feeling of being somewhere new and wanting to see everything. Rivendell was just gorgeous and I wanted to explore every corner of the place. At that, I shoved every resent thought out of my mind and got out of the tub. I had to get some food, fast.
I found a dress lying on the bed. *Just as good. I would use several hours picking one myself* And I made my way over to pick it up. Nothing special about it really. It was white, plain, sleeves shaped as leaves and almost to long for me. I slipped it on, went over to the mirror so I could take a look. A sigh slipped past my lips. I was not much of a dress person; in fact I never liked them at all. The dresses never seemed to like me so I hated them straight back. I glared at my reflection for awhile, not happy about this dress business. I didn't have that long thin figure anyway, but couldn't care less. I was a little tomboy I guess.
When I was ready to leave, I opened the door. Open mouth thing all over again. I gathered myself together once more and left to find food. I also needed to talk to that guy (Never got to ask his name) more about what had happened and why I was brought to Rivendell.
I'm still plotting so just hang in there! *Runs off to plot some more*..*Head explodes* Omigod!
Disclaimer: Hmm.no..still don't own nothing..Amani maybe..but that's all.
Chapter two: Thinking of the past
After awhile I gained my physical and mental control back. (Oh, who am I kidding, got my mental control back.noooo don't think so.) Anyways.I started to remember the night before with those shadows, the arrow and me feeling dizzy. *wonder if they did something to me while I was asleep?* I gave my self a slap on the forehead. *You pervert!* I looked over at the person beside me and smiled innocently, but he seemed pretty confused by my whole act. "Whatever." I muttered under my breath. "So, what happened to me last nigh?" I asked the first thing that came to mind.
I got up from the king sized bed I was currently laying in, to get a better look at this place, as he started to explain. "You were brought here by me and my friend Milady." He looked me up and down, measuring me. I began to walk about the room. It was magnificent! The whole room was white and beautiful carvings could be found on the walls together with a few pictures. *Maybe they are telling some sort of story?* I thought to myself as I kept staring, completely lost in my own thoughts. When you came in to the room the bed was on the right side with a full length mirror on one side and a small table on the other. Right ahead there was no wall at all, just pillars covered in deep green vines and see-through, white curtains. It led out to a large balcony overlooking one of the many gardens of Rivendell.
My ears had completely tuned out the voice of he-who-obviously-likes-his- own-voice-to-much. I had forgotten all about him, but that was to be changed. He came up behind me and snapped his fingers right before my eyes. I swear I jumped 10 feet straight up in the air! "Hey!" I was now very irritated. "Don't you ever.do you hear me? EVER, do that again!" I almost lost my common sense, if I had one. I stood there glaring at him with my heart in my throat for some time. He stared back, a little shocked I presume from my sudden outburst. When I felt satisfied and got bored by just staring at him, I went back to looking around. There seemed to be a door on the left side of the room, unable to ignore my curiosity, I opened it and peeked inside. *wow! A bathroom. Nice*
It really wasn't big though. Just a bathtub and a table with a chair, a mirror placed in front of the table. I closed the door shut and went straight for the closet, also placed on the left side of the room. A gasp came out as my jaw dropped to the floor. The closet was filled with dresses in every color you can imagine, they were in every shapes and forms and in different fabrics. My eyes widened at this sight before I got interrupted by this annoying person yet again. This time he did it with a little more precaution. (Good for him)
"You can put one on if you like?" He gave a weak smile. "But first I'll go and fill up the bathtub. So go get cleaned up and dressed, then we can find you some food." He disappeared into the bathroom. *Food* A drop of drool ran down from one side of my mouth at the thought. While wiping it away my stomach rumbled and made a heartbreaking growl from really deeeep down.
Not long after I lay covered in hot water and bath bubbles. *Sigh* "This is wonderful." I muttered to myself and closed my eyes. I reluctantly began to think about the last few days. Tears welled up in my eyes but I held them back with all my might not letting myself become weak. My whole life had changed in a matter of days.
:: Flashback ::
"NO! No..no!" My voice faded as I looked around, and a tear found its way down my cheek. "Everything.. ruined, mum..dad.NO!" I started to shake, my tears flowing freely now, and I could not believe what my eyes told me was true. My beautiful city in ruins and everyone..dead, mom and dad.everyone!
The hands that held my wrists tightened as I got dragged away screaming in pain and anguish. My heart sank deep in my chest, the feeling was unbearable. The feeling of my heart being dropped and shatter into small, unnoticeable pieces on the ground.
My blood started to bubble as fire in my veins and a small cry slipped past my lips. I looked up on my captor and started to scream and kick, the ugliest creature in all of Middle Earth looked back at me with penetrating eyes. The foul smell reached my nostrils and my stomach turned as my breakfast came up in my throat, threatening to burst out. I swallowed as my tears burned my cheeks and eyes.
Unfortunately this didn't work and my breakfast came out anyway. Of course on my captors ugly feet, and he made a rather scary noise as he tightened his grip even more around my wrist. When I was done vomiting on him (I was rather proud of myself that I had done this, even if I would pay for it later.) He kept dragging me along the road leading away from my home.
After awhile the orc got tired of dragging me as I made myself as heavy as possible. No way was I going to make it easy on him! He flung my body over his shoulders and ran to catch up with his fellow orcs. I was so close to his body now that I felt I could vomit again, but instead I passed out from the strong smell.
:: End of Flashback ::
A cold chill went down my spine and made me shiver uncontrollably as my tears started to fall against my will. Why did all of this have to happen to me? Had I done something to deserve this? There was something about me, something strange, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I had no memory of my life before the age of 10, just nothing. I could try my very best to remember, still no memory. The small town that I was raised in thought I had been an outcast of some sort and took me in. They were all outcasts themselves, half elven outcasts, and they found it in their hearts to love me and care for me.
I had been lucky though. I had a family that adopted me and gave me all I could ever want, not caring who I really was or where I came from. They loved me for me. Another stream of tears hit me like waves against hard cliffs along the shoreline. "My family." I whispered. *You never know what you have until you loose it..* my head hurt badly now from all the crying, the image of my family haunting me when I closed my eyes.
That day, when I had been captivated, I had passed out. (Even now just thinking of the strong smell made me retch.) When I woke up again later the same day my ears had caught the sounds of metal clashing together and the swishy sound of arrows being shot. A huge fight played out before me. Soon enough all the orcs were laying spread around on the ground, dead. That's when I had a meeting with the pointy arrow, pressed against the tree. Since I had lost all the power to move my feet I had not been able to run away as my whole body so desperately told me to do. Hence being trapped against that damn tree.
And now I was in Rivendell. I had been told many tales about places around Middle Earth, but never traveled anywhere. Although this little "trip" of mine had been slightly against my will, I still had that ecstatic feeling of being somewhere new and wanting to see everything. Rivendell was just gorgeous and I wanted to explore every corner of the place. At that, I shoved every resent thought out of my mind and got out of the tub. I had to get some food, fast.
I found a dress lying on the bed. *Just as good. I would use several hours picking one myself* And I made my way over to pick it up. Nothing special about it really. It was white, plain, sleeves shaped as leaves and almost to long for me. I slipped it on, went over to the mirror so I could take a look. A sigh slipped past my lips. I was not much of a dress person; in fact I never liked them at all. The dresses never seemed to like me so I hated them straight back. I glared at my reflection for awhile, not happy about this dress business. I didn't have that long thin figure anyway, but couldn't care less. I was a little tomboy I guess.
When I was ready to leave, I opened the door. Open mouth thing all over again. I gathered myself together once more and left to find food. I also needed to talk to that guy (Never got to ask his name) more about what had happened and why I was brought to Rivendell.
I'm still plotting so just hang in there! *Runs off to plot some more*..*Head explodes* Omigod!