A/N: Life is super hectic at the moment, on my end. This chapter is where
you learn THE BIG SECRET... oooOOOooooh. So I'll leave you to read this. :D
I own Larien, Lauren and Julia, the mugger, Mr. Harvey, Lauren's math book, Julia's german book.... um yeah. That about covers it.
Chapter 5:
"Lauren! Lauren!" Called Julia from the other end of the hallway. She was dashing down the long corridor to her friend, knocking a football player's papers out of his clutches. It was certainly safe to say that Julia didn't care that he was shouting death threats down the hall. She reached Lauren and her locker within a couple of seconds, out of puff, with her bag slung on her back.
"What?" Lauren said, slamming her locker door shut, folding her arms around the books against her chest.
"Orlando Bloom has a new movie coming out soon!" Julia squealed, accompanying Lauren walking to class.
"Oh, really?!" Lauren started to get excited. Orlando Bloom was the hottest guy of the year.
"Pirates of the Caribbean, Curse of the Black Pearl." Julia replied, sighing. "He plays this dead sexy blacksmith..."
"What's it about?" Lauren persisted- she needed a lot more Information than Julia was giving.
"No idea, but GOD he is hot!" Julia giggled, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She was staring dreamily at her folder, which had pictures plastered on the front and back of the actor, in his roles or out.
"When does it come out?"
"Some time this summer... But until then, we can amuse ourselves while he is Legolas in Lord of the Rings," she sighed again.
"God, Legolas is so perfect..." Lauren said, gazing off into space.
"Yeah,"
"I wonder what it would be like to kiss him." Lauren sighed again. Since the Fellowship of the Ring had been released, her and Julia had developed an obsession with all things Mr. Greenleaf. Countless English Literature classes were spent daydreaming about some over the top Romance with the elf, before being brought back to earth with an unfriendly thump. Most of the time this thump was a beginning of a monotonous lecture by Mr. Harvey. This time, the thump was the sudden clang of the bell, which brought Lauren back to earth. "Well. Never going to happen. I'll see you later, I've got math to go to." Lauren said dreamily, floating to the door, which was nearest to her.
"Okay, bye!" Julia called, skipping down the corridor to her German class.
*Dream Change*
Lauren screamed out in pain as the mugger sliced at her wrists, ankles, and neck. Her eyes traveled fearfully over her attacker, where his gang stood behind him, observing. They were catcalling, and sneering at her, urging what seemed to be the leader of the gang on. Her attacker stared hungrily at her, his fingers working mercilessly as he used the same knife, already bloodstained, to rip off her shirt.
In one last fleeting moment, she looked upon the man with large fearful eyes before he raped her. Pain shot throughout her entire body... 'this is not happening...this is a bad dream... Lauren, WAKE UP!' but it was no dream. When the mugger was done, he left her there unconscious and bleeding, for hours. She begun to feel that all hope was lost for her. She shut her eyes, but darkness did not come. A white light engulfed her...
*Dream End*
Legolas heard her scream in her sleep and immediately flew out of bed and into her room. Larien was twisting and turning in her sleep, whimpering and sweat beading her face.
"Larien...shhh... be quiet... it's all right... you're okay..." He perched himself on the edge of her bed, stroking her hair and whispering soothingly to her.
Larien woke suddenly and abruptly, her breathing showed, and her eyes became calmer as she realized that it was a dream, and that Legolas was there. The pupils were still dilating fast though, Eventually her breathing slowed down.
"Legolas, go back to bed. I'm alright," she told him, but Legolas shook his head in decline.
"N'uma, Larien. I would not abandon you right now." He stroked her wavy hair. Larien sat up in her bed, her back against the headboard, her eyes fixed on her hands.
"Larien, what is wrong?" What dreams trouble you?" he asked, moving her head gently so he could see her eyes.
Larien did not reply. She could tell him, tell him about her past. No doubt he would learn eventually, but no. He did not need to know just yet.
She, Larien, had been attacked and raped, fallen unconscious, and woken up somewhere else, here, in another form, another mind. She could not understand, and probably would never understand how she had transformed, but she had adapted well.
All words shortened, she used to be human. She was a normal 15-year-old teenager. Now, she was an elf, of 275 years. Galadriel had tended to her and treated her as a daughter, had her trained in combat, taught her elvish, and most of all, the ways of the elves.
She had decided to change her name as well. Larien, though not too different from Lauren, was a change, but a subtle one. Galadriel alone guarded her secret and soon Legolas would too...
Though not yet. Not now.
"It was nothing... I was just... dreaming of the past." She replied. It was no lie, and she was grateful that Legolas did not press the matter.
He was just glad that she was okay. He looked out the window... what was she hiding? "It is at least an hour till dawn," he said, "I don't know whether or not you want to sleep more,"
Larien shook her head, and Legolas clambered onto the bed and slid his arm around her waist. She nuzzled into the crook of his neck, and breathed in his scent... a mixture of leaves and ginger. "Legolas, you don't have to stay, you can go back to bed," she said, hoping he would decline.
"N'uma. Merna amin, a'na sinome. Amin naa tereva, vee'an lle naa tereva. (No, I want to be here. I am fine as long as you are fine.) He replied. Larien nodded and curled up against him.
Larien did not fall back asleep, but sat with Legolas enjoying his company. It was hard to believe that only two days ago he had come to visit her.
She hadn't even *realized* that feelings for him even existed until he'd kissed her. How had her emotions been dormant for that long? How had she not realized that some of the best times in her live had been around and with Legolas? Sure, others had been there, but she had never fully comprehended what had been bubbling in her mind for two hundred years.
"Legolas?" she said as the sun rose, breaking the silence that had existed for the past hour.
"Uma?" he replied, nuzzling his nose in her hair.
"You're still a lazy wood elf."
A/N: Who liked it? Who liked it? Yes, I KNOW IT IS NOT POSSIBLE TO TURN INTO AN ELF WHEN YOU ARE TRANSPORTED INTO MIDDLE EARTH, and I know that's probably what people are going to flame me for, but IT'S MY STORY. I can do what I want with it! So if you are even CONSIDERING sending a flame after this, BUGGER OFF.
If any of you want to drop a review, then I'll be happy... You know, reviews help me do well in other stuff... such as Tae Kwon Do! I am performing with my fellow black belts next weekend, and the more reviews I get, the better I will do!!!
And Shivvers rocks... she's my beta... so, yeah. Congrats to her, she was the only one who offered! *sniff* Well, yeah. Go her.
RRRRRRRREEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW!!!
~The Hobbit Ivy
I own Larien, Lauren and Julia, the mugger, Mr. Harvey, Lauren's math book, Julia's german book.... um yeah. That about covers it.
Chapter 5:
"Lauren! Lauren!" Called Julia from the other end of the hallway. She was dashing down the long corridor to her friend, knocking a football player's papers out of his clutches. It was certainly safe to say that Julia didn't care that he was shouting death threats down the hall. She reached Lauren and her locker within a couple of seconds, out of puff, with her bag slung on her back.
"What?" Lauren said, slamming her locker door shut, folding her arms around the books against her chest.
"Orlando Bloom has a new movie coming out soon!" Julia squealed, accompanying Lauren walking to class.
"Oh, really?!" Lauren started to get excited. Orlando Bloom was the hottest guy of the year.
"Pirates of the Caribbean, Curse of the Black Pearl." Julia replied, sighing. "He plays this dead sexy blacksmith..."
"What's it about?" Lauren persisted- she needed a lot more Information than Julia was giving.
"No idea, but GOD he is hot!" Julia giggled, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She was staring dreamily at her folder, which had pictures plastered on the front and back of the actor, in his roles or out.
"When does it come out?"
"Some time this summer... But until then, we can amuse ourselves while he is Legolas in Lord of the Rings," she sighed again.
"God, Legolas is so perfect..." Lauren said, gazing off into space.
"Yeah,"
"I wonder what it would be like to kiss him." Lauren sighed again. Since the Fellowship of the Ring had been released, her and Julia had developed an obsession with all things Mr. Greenleaf. Countless English Literature classes were spent daydreaming about some over the top Romance with the elf, before being brought back to earth with an unfriendly thump. Most of the time this thump was a beginning of a monotonous lecture by Mr. Harvey. This time, the thump was the sudden clang of the bell, which brought Lauren back to earth. "Well. Never going to happen. I'll see you later, I've got math to go to." Lauren said dreamily, floating to the door, which was nearest to her.
"Okay, bye!" Julia called, skipping down the corridor to her German class.
*Dream Change*
Lauren screamed out in pain as the mugger sliced at her wrists, ankles, and neck. Her eyes traveled fearfully over her attacker, where his gang stood behind him, observing. They were catcalling, and sneering at her, urging what seemed to be the leader of the gang on. Her attacker stared hungrily at her, his fingers working mercilessly as he used the same knife, already bloodstained, to rip off her shirt.
In one last fleeting moment, she looked upon the man with large fearful eyes before he raped her. Pain shot throughout her entire body... 'this is not happening...this is a bad dream... Lauren, WAKE UP!' but it was no dream. When the mugger was done, he left her there unconscious and bleeding, for hours. She begun to feel that all hope was lost for her. She shut her eyes, but darkness did not come. A white light engulfed her...
*Dream End*
Legolas heard her scream in her sleep and immediately flew out of bed and into her room. Larien was twisting and turning in her sleep, whimpering and sweat beading her face.
"Larien...shhh... be quiet... it's all right... you're okay..." He perched himself on the edge of her bed, stroking her hair and whispering soothingly to her.
Larien woke suddenly and abruptly, her breathing showed, and her eyes became calmer as she realized that it was a dream, and that Legolas was there. The pupils were still dilating fast though, Eventually her breathing slowed down.
"Legolas, go back to bed. I'm alright," she told him, but Legolas shook his head in decline.
"N'uma, Larien. I would not abandon you right now." He stroked her wavy hair. Larien sat up in her bed, her back against the headboard, her eyes fixed on her hands.
"Larien, what is wrong?" What dreams trouble you?" he asked, moving her head gently so he could see her eyes.
Larien did not reply. She could tell him, tell him about her past. No doubt he would learn eventually, but no. He did not need to know just yet.
She, Larien, had been attacked and raped, fallen unconscious, and woken up somewhere else, here, in another form, another mind. She could not understand, and probably would never understand how she had transformed, but she had adapted well.
All words shortened, she used to be human. She was a normal 15-year-old teenager. Now, she was an elf, of 275 years. Galadriel had tended to her and treated her as a daughter, had her trained in combat, taught her elvish, and most of all, the ways of the elves.
She had decided to change her name as well. Larien, though not too different from Lauren, was a change, but a subtle one. Galadriel alone guarded her secret and soon Legolas would too...
Though not yet. Not now.
"It was nothing... I was just... dreaming of the past." She replied. It was no lie, and she was grateful that Legolas did not press the matter.
He was just glad that she was okay. He looked out the window... what was she hiding? "It is at least an hour till dawn," he said, "I don't know whether or not you want to sleep more,"
Larien shook her head, and Legolas clambered onto the bed and slid his arm around her waist. She nuzzled into the crook of his neck, and breathed in his scent... a mixture of leaves and ginger. "Legolas, you don't have to stay, you can go back to bed," she said, hoping he would decline.
"N'uma. Merna amin, a'na sinome. Amin naa tereva, vee'an lle naa tereva. (No, I want to be here. I am fine as long as you are fine.) He replied. Larien nodded and curled up against him.
Larien did not fall back asleep, but sat with Legolas enjoying his company. It was hard to believe that only two days ago he had come to visit her.
She hadn't even *realized* that feelings for him even existed until he'd kissed her. How had her emotions been dormant for that long? How had she not realized that some of the best times in her live had been around and with Legolas? Sure, others had been there, but she had never fully comprehended what had been bubbling in her mind for two hundred years.
"Legolas?" she said as the sun rose, breaking the silence that had existed for the past hour.
"Uma?" he replied, nuzzling his nose in her hair.
"You're still a lazy wood elf."
A/N: Who liked it? Who liked it? Yes, I KNOW IT IS NOT POSSIBLE TO TURN INTO AN ELF WHEN YOU ARE TRANSPORTED INTO MIDDLE EARTH, and I know that's probably what people are going to flame me for, but IT'S MY STORY. I can do what I want with it! So if you are even CONSIDERING sending a flame after this, BUGGER OFF.
If any of you want to drop a review, then I'll be happy... You know, reviews help me do well in other stuff... such as Tae Kwon Do! I am performing with my fellow black belts next weekend, and the more reviews I get, the better I will do!!!
And Shivvers rocks... she's my beta... so, yeah. Congrats to her, she was the only one who offered! *sniff* Well, yeah. Go her.
RRRRRRRREEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW!!!
~The Hobbit Ivy