Through A Nightingale's Eyes
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of Tolkien's creations. I only own my characters and some of the storyline
~IMPORTANT~ Please DO NOT flame my story, because you have been warned. By the way, I HAVE read the LOTR books. If you have some constructive criticism or tips for me, please e-mail me at:
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Thank you for your consideration. Peace!
~Jack-Sparrow-Lover
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~*~RATED "R" FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLY OTHER STUFF~*~
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A/N: Oh my God! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been so busy lately and trying to work on other stories. I was in a "Johnny Depp mood", so it was hard to write. I hope this chapter is okay. ^_^
A BIG thank you to all of my reviewers! ^_^
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Chapter 10~ Funeral Sadness
Kayla felt her entire body go numb as she looked over her father's body. Tears were streaming hot trails down her cheeks. Her father was dead. He had died in her arms...and had been killed by Legolas. Why had this happened? All she could think of was what was to occur now. The police would surely find his body and arrest her for breaking and entering. They would accuse her of murder!
She could always tell them the truth. Oh yeah, like they would believe her. An elf came through the window and shot him in the chest. That made sense. As Kayla stood, she felt her shoulder throbbing. She glanced toward her left arm and noticed the dagger stuck in her. It was right above her heart to make things worse. "I'll be back," she whispered to her father's lifeless form as she made her way to the window. As she stuck her head out to look down at her companions, she saw everything go dark and felt herself falling.
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Kayla groaned as she began to awake. She was terrified of what happened to her. Was she waking in jail...her house...the ground? She didn't know the answer to that. She could hear male voices whispering, but she couldn't make out their words. "What?" she asked, keeping her eyes shut.
"Kayla..."
"What? Who?" she asked again, her voice soft and delicate. She felt a warm hand caress her cheek and slowly opened her eyes. Legolas was standing over her, his gold hair hanging in his face. "Legolas?" she asked, "What time is it? What happened?"
"It's Tuesday morning...and you were stabbed. You're in the hospital," another voice said. Kayla looked to her left and saw a police officer standing there.
"Officer...please don't arrest me or anyone else here. We did nothing-"
"Please Miss Sparrow, stay calm. I'm not here to arrest anyone," the officer said.
"But...we...I...and Leggy...he's..." Kayla couldn't make a full sentence. "Don't worry, Miss Sparrow. Your friends here explained to me what happened. Your father attacked you and you defended yourself. As far as I see it, you've done nothing worth being arrested of." Kayla suddenly sat straight up from her bed and stared at the policeman with wide eyes. "Aren't you gonna arrest me for breaking and entering?" she asked desperately.
"No..."
"But why?" Kayla was absolutely stunned. She and her friends weren't in trouble? They broke into her father's house and ended up killing him! "Miss Sparrow, that is still your home. You have every right to go there when you please. Also, take no offense to this, but your father was crazy. He was seeing a psychiatrist for the past few years. He claimed he was a pirate and his wife was an elf." Kayla just listened. "He always went on about how they would live forever, but she got into a car accident. She apparently lost control of the vehicle and spun out of control."
Tears began to run down Kayla's face. She was finally learning what happened, but it made her heart sink when she thought of it. She felt a pair of protective arms wrap around her and rested her head on Legolas' shoulder. The elf softly whispered comforting words into her ear and kissed her cheek. "Anyway," the officer continued, "After that we all figured that your father was losing all his sanity and he was always lying about who he was. He wasn't a pirate."
"But his house...there's-"
"All souvenirs from when he visited the Caribbean over the years...before you were born."
"But I...I thought...the painting of Jack?"
"That's a painting of Jack Sparrow. He was a famous pirate during the seventeenth century. You may be related to Jack, but you're not a pirate. Pirates don't exist anymore, Miss Sparrow." Kayla hung her head low. Her father had lost his sanity and almost hurt her again. Now he was dead. "I can't listen to this," she muttered as she sat up.
"Don't you want to know what's in his will?" the officer asked. Kayla looked at him and crossed her arms. "Doesn't his lawyer handle those matters?" she asked.
"He was here earlier, but you were still sleeping. He handed me this envelope for your eyes alone." Kayla gracefully took the envelope the officer handed her and opened it slowly. Her fingers were shaking as she slipped the paper out and opened it. She read it slowly and tears began to run down her cheeks. "What's wrong?" Aragorn asked.
"This is my will, mates. I would have waited longer to write this, but I knew it was the best to get it over with before the ship was attacked. Kayla, I know you're reading this...and I want you to know how much I love you. Please forgive me for being such an ass over the years. I just want everyone to know how much I loved you and your mother. Best of luck in your future." Kayla stopped reading and wiped away her tears before continuing. "Everything goes to you, Kay. You deserve a wonderful life, so you're getting everything I own, including the house. Do what you will with these mementos of my life. I hope one day you'll meet the rest of your family. I left enough money to let you live the rich life you could always wish for and just enough for my funeral...if you even want to give me one. Please forgive me...and understand how much I love you."
"Wow," Gimli said absentmindedly, "He was a nice lad." Kayla simply nodded and folded up the paper before putting it back inside its envelope. "And I never saw it..."
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A few days later, Kayla stood in silence as her father's coffin was lowered into the ground. She looked down at her feet as she felt tears form in her eyes. This was her fault. She HAD to break into her father's house and learn of her past. A song played softly through her mind as she kept her eyes on the coffin.
"Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And Dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance another walk another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I love, love, love to dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
And finally make me do Just what my momma said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar Under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance one final step one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I love, love To dance with my father again
Some times I listen outside her door
And here how my mother cried for him
I prayed for her even more than me
I prayed for her ever more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do I usually but dear lord she dying
To dance with my father again Every night I fall asleep this all I ever dream"
~Luther Vandros "Dance with my Father"
Kayla bowed her head and covered her face in her hands. Silent cries escaped her lips as she felt Legolas' hand caress her shoulder soothingly. "It's alright, melonin (My friend)," he whispered as he leaned in close to her ear, "It's alright." Kayla removed her hands from her face and embraced the elf desperately. Legolas didn't move for a moment, but then gave in and hugged her back. He could feel her tears through his tunic, but he didn't care. All he could do was think of Kayla's feelings. It was HE who had fired the arrow. HE was the one who had killed her father. / What am I going to do? / he thought.
"Kayla!" Legolas just held Kayla tightly against his body, trying to comfort her...knowing that this was partially his fault. "Kayla!" the voice shouted again. Even though Legolas was holding her firmly, she looked over his shoulder and saw all of her friends there. "Girls," she almost whispered as she moved from Legolas' embrace and looked at them. "We're so sorry," Melinda said simply, "I know he was a jerk to you...but you must miss him..."
"No...ya think?" Kayla retorted sarcastically as she crossed her arms and tears began to flow down her cheeks once more.
"No, no, no," Kiki said as she ran to Kayla and embraced her. She rubbed Kayla's back comfortingly and kept telling her no to cry and that everything would be fine. Before anyone had time to realize what was happening, everyone was huddled together around Kayla, trying to calm her. The only problem was that it wasn't working.
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Legolas sat silently in Kayla's living room, wearing his blue tunic and dark leggings. He stared aimlessly at the floor, thinking of every possible way to blame himself for Mr. Sparrow's death. He had spent the entire afternoon and beginning of the night torturing himself. Why? He had no clue.
The elf suddenly sensed that someone was arriving at the front door and slowly stood up and walked over to it. As he turned the knob and cracked the door open, he heard a girl say, "Kayla?" He recognized the voice and opened the door fully. Before him stood Kiki. She wore the same long black dress from this afternoon and smiled gently at him. "I'm looking for Kayla."
"I apologize, my lady, but Kayla's in her room right now and said that she doesn't want to be bothered. She said she was...um...depressed and...and...p-p-..." The elf couldn't think of the word.
"Pissed?" Kiki asked.
"Yes...pissed," Legolas replied with a slight laugh in his voice. Kiki almost laughed herself, but didn't. "Would you like to come in?" Legolas asked. The girl nodded and walked past Legolas as he shut the door. When the elf turned and faced her, he could see how worried Kiki was. "Is something wrong, my lady?" he asked.
"Have you spoken to Kayla about what happened?" she asked.
"Well...no...but-"
"Legolas, you have to talk to her!" Kiki interrupted, "She's hurt...and you HAVE to talk to her!"
"Shh," Legolas said, "You don't want to wake her up. Plus, I cannot speak with her on this matter. She needs time in order to heal."
"Listen up, Leggy," Kiki said as she pointed a finger his face, "I know what happened...how you killed her father in order to save her life. That's not my point, though. The point IS that you know how you feel about her."
"She's my friend...why wouldn't I care?" Legolas asked.
"Elfboy, I know that you kissed her...even asked her if you could. Just go and spend some time with her and tell her how you feel." Legolas was about to say something, but he couldn't. He knew that Kiki was right. He DID care about Kayla and she deserved to know, but what if she didn't feel the same? What if she was only kissing him as a gesture? "But...what if she doesn't feel the same, Kiki?" the elf asked. Kiki embraced Legolas gently and kissed his cheek. "I have never seen her take to someone like she did to you. I know she deeply loves you...just try at least."
"I...I just...I've never been in love with anyone. I have had many maidens from my realm, but they just wanted to rule Mirkwood with me one day. They never really cared for me."
"So...you never loved anyone?" Kiki asked as she untangled herself from the elf and looked up at him.
"Well," Legolas began as he took a seat on the couch, "My father had betrothed me to an elf maiden named Nessa...at least he had before the War. I haven't seen her since."
"But you didn't love her?" Legolas shook his head. "It's too hard to find love now and days."
"Just go and talk to her. What harm could it do?"
Disclaimer~ I do not own any of Tolkien's creations. I only own my characters and some of the storyline
~IMPORTANT~ Please DO NOT flame my story, because you have been warned. By the way, I HAVE read the LOTR books. If you have some constructive criticism or tips for me, please e-mail me at:
celticpirate87@charter.net
Thank you for your consideration. Peace!
~Jack-Sparrow-Lover
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~*~RATED "R" FOR LANGUAGE AND POSSIBLY OTHER STUFF~*~
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/.../= thoughts of a character
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A/N: Oh my God! I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been so busy lately and trying to work on other stories. I was in a "Johnny Depp mood", so it was hard to write. I hope this chapter is okay. ^_^
A BIG thank you to all of my reviewers! ^_^
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Chapter 10~ Funeral Sadness
Kayla felt her entire body go numb as she looked over her father's body. Tears were streaming hot trails down her cheeks. Her father was dead. He had died in her arms...and had been killed by Legolas. Why had this happened? All she could think of was what was to occur now. The police would surely find his body and arrest her for breaking and entering. They would accuse her of murder!
She could always tell them the truth. Oh yeah, like they would believe her. An elf came through the window and shot him in the chest. That made sense. As Kayla stood, she felt her shoulder throbbing. She glanced toward her left arm and noticed the dagger stuck in her. It was right above her heart to make things worse. "I'll be back," she whispered to her father's lifeless form as she made her way to the window. As she stuck her head out to look down at her companions, she saw everything go dark and felt herself falling.
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Kayla groaned as she began to awake. She was terrified of what happened to her. Was she waking in jail...her house...the ground? She didn't know the answer to that. She could hear male voices whispering, but she couldn't make out their words. "What?" she asked, keeping her eyes shut.
"Kayla..."
"What? Who?" she asked again, her voice soft and delicate. She felt a warm hand caress her cheek and slowly opened her eyes. Legolas was standing over her, his gold hair hanging in his face. "Legolas?" she asked, "What time is it? What happened?"
"It's Tuesday morning...and you were stabbed. You're in the hospital," another voice said. Kayla looked to her left and saw a police officer standing there.
"Officer...please don't arrest me or anyone else here. We did nothing-"
"Please Miss Sparrow, stay calm. I'm not here to arrest anyone," the officer said.
"But...we...I...and Leggy...he's..." Kayla couldn't make a full sentence. "Don't worry, Miss Sparrow. Your friends here explained to me what happened. Your father attacked you and you defended yourself. As far as I see it, you've done nothing worth being arrested of." Kayla suddenly sat straight up from her bed and stared at the policeman with wide eyes. "Aren't you gonna arrest me for breaking and entering?" she asked desperately.
"No..."
"But why?" Kayla was absolutely stunned. She and her friends weren't in trouble? They broke into her father's house and ended up killing him! "Miss Sparrow, that is still your home. You have every right to go there when you please. Also, take no offense to this, but your father was crazy. He was seeing a psychiatrist for the past few years. He claimed he was a pirate and his wife was an elf." Kayla just listened. "He always went on about how they would live forever, but she got into a car accident. She apparently lost control of the vehicle and spun out of control."
Tears began to run down Kayla's face. She was finally learning what happened, but it made her heart sink when she thought of it. She felt a pair of protective arms wrap around her and rested her head on Legolas' shoulder. The elf softly whispered comforting words into her ear and kissed her cheek. "Anyway," the officer continued, "After that we all figured that your father was losing all his sanity and he was always lying about who he was. He wasn't a pirate."
"But his house...there's-"
"All souvenirs from when he visited the Caribbean over the years...before you were born."
"But I...I thought...the painting of Jack?"
"That's a painting of Jack Sparrow. He was a famous pirate during the seventeenth century. You may be related to Jack, but you're not a pirate. Pirates don't exist anymore, Miss Sparrow." Kayla hung her head low. Her father had lost his sanity and almost hurt her again. Now he was dead. "I can't listen to this," she muttered as she sat up.
"Don't you want to know what's in his will?" the officer asked. Kayla looked at him and crossed her arms. "Doesn't his lawyer handle those matters?" she asked.
"He was here earlier, but you were still sleeping. He handed me this envelope for your eyes alone." Kayla gracefully took the envelope the officer handed her and opened it slowly. Her fingers were shaking as she slipped the paper out and opened it. She read it slowly and tears began to run down her cheeks. "What's wrong?" Aragorn asked.
"This is my will, mates. I would have waited longer to write this, but I knew it was the best to get it over with before the ship was attacked. Kayla, I know you're reading this...and I want you to know how much I love you. Please forgive me for being such an ass over the years. I just want everyone to know how much I loved you and your mother. Best of luck in your future." Kayla stopped reading and wiped away her tears before continuing. "Everything goes to you, Kay. You deserve a wonderful life, so you're getting everything I own, including the house. Do what you will with these mementos of my life. I hope one day you'll meet the rest of your family. I left enough money to let you live the rich life you could always wish for and just enough for my funeral...if you even want to give me one. Please forgive me...and understand how much I love you."
"Wow," Gimli said absentmindedly, "He was a nice lad." Kayla simply nodded and folded up the paper before putting it back inside its envelope. "And I never saw it..."
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A few days later, Kayla stood in silence as her father's coffin was lowered into the ground. She looked down at her feet as she felt tears form in her eyes. This was her fault. She HAD to break into her father's house and learn of her past. A song played softly through her mind as she kept her eyes on the coffin.
"Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And Dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance another walk another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I love, love, love to dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
And finally make me do Just what my momma said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar Under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance one final step one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I love, love To dance with my father again
Some times I listen outside her door
And here how my mother cried for him
I prayed for her even more than me
I prayed for her ever more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do I usually but dear lord she dying
To dance with my father again Every night I fall asleep this all I ever dream"
~Luther Vandros "Dance with my Father"
Kayla bowed her head and covered her face in her hands. Silent cries escaped her lips as she felt Legolas' hand caress her shoulder soothingly. "It's alright, melonin (My friend)," he whispered as he leaned in close to her ear, "It's alright." Kayla removed her hands from her face and embraced the elf desperately. Legolas didn't move for a moment, but then gave in and hugged her back. He could feel her tears through his tunic, but he didn't care. All he could do was think of Kayla's feelings. It was HE who had fired the arrow. HE was the one who had killed her father. / What am I going to do? / he thought.
"Kayla!" Legolas just held Kayla tightly against his body, trying to comfort her...knowing that this was partially his fault. "Kayla!" the voice shouted again. Even though Legolas was holding her firmly, she looked over his shoulder and saw all of her friends there. "Girls," she almost whispered as she moved from Legolas' embrace and looked at them. "We're so sorry," Melinda said simply, "I know he was a jerk to you...but you must miss him..."
"No...ya think?" Kayla retorted sarcastically as she crossed her arms and tears began to flow down her cheeks once more.
"No, no, no," Kiki said as she ran to Kayla and embraced her. She rubbed Kayla's back comfortingly and kept telling her no to cry and that everything would be fine. Before anyone had time to realize what was happening, everyone was huddled together around Kayla, trying to calm her. The only problem was that it wasn't working.
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Legolas sat silently in Kayla's living room, wearing his blue tunic and dark leggings. He stared aimlessly at the floor, thinking of every possible way to blame himself for Mr. Sparrow's death. He had spent the entire afternoon and beginning of the night torturing himself. Why? He had no clue.
The elf suddenly sensed that someone was arriving at the front door and slowly stood up and walked over to it. As he turned the knob and cracked the door open, he heard a girl say, "Kayla?" He recognized the voice and opened the door fully. Before him stood Kiki. She wore the same long black dress from this afternoon and smiled gently at him. "I'm looking for Kayla."
"I apologize, my lady, but Kayla's in her room right now and said that she doesn't want to be bothered. She said she was...um...depressed and...and...p-p-..." The elf couldn't think of the word.
"Pissed?" Kiki asked.
"Yes...pissed," Legolas replied with a slight laugh in his voice. Kiki almost laughed herself, but didn't. "Would you like to come in?" Legolas asked. The girl nodded and walked past Legolas as he shut the door. When the elf turned and faced her, he could see how worried Kiki was. "Is something wrong, my lady?" he asked.
"Have you spoken to Kayla about what happened?" she asked.
"Well...no...but-"
"Legolas, you have to talk to her!" Kiki interrupted, "She's hurt...and you HAVE to talk to her!"
"Shh," Legolas said, "You don't want to wake her up. Plus, I cannot speak with her on this matter. She needs time in order to heal."
"Listen up, Leggy," Kiki said as she pointed a finger his face, "I know what happened...how you killed her father in order to save her life. That's not my point, though. The point IS that you know how you feel about her."
"She's my friend...why wouldn't I care?" Legolas asked.
"Elfboy, I know that you kissed her...even asked her if you could. Just go and spend some time with her and tell her how you feel." Legolas was about to say something, but he couldn't. He knew that Kiki was right. He DID care about Kayla and she deserved to know, but what if she didn't feel the same? What if she was only kissing him as a gesture? "But...what if she doesn't feel the same, Kiki?" the elf asked. Kiki embraced Legolas gently and kissed his cheek. "I have never seen her take to someone like she did to you. I know she deeply loves you...just try at least."
"I...I just...I've never been in love with anyone. I have had many maidens from my realm, but they just wanted to rule Mirkwood with me one day. They never really cared for me."
"So...you never loved anyone?" Kiki asked as she untangled herself from the elf and looked up at him.
"Well," Legolas began as he took a seat on the couch, "My father had betrothed me to an elf maiden named Nessa...at least he had before the War. I haven't seen her since."
"But you didn't love her?" Legolas shook his head. "It's too hard to find love now and days."
"Just go and talk to her. What harm could it do?"