A/N: Hello... nothing to say, except that school is a pain, and I wish it
would go away.
Disclaimer: I no longer own Lord of the Rings. I sold it to Tolkien and Peter Jackson to make a major motion picture and book, now I am only sitting her wondering when my cut of the dough will show up... (Thanks to Ardonelle for this one!!!)
Chapter 8:
Fifty years later, Larien was visiting Galadriel daily for instruction on her powers, Legolas was back in Mirkwood, and Larien was missing him more than ever.
Larien no longer lived in the lonely talan near the pond. She lived closer to Galadriel, because Galadriel was one of the only people who could instruct her with her powers. She was getting quite good; she could light things on fire easily without draining much energy, make things float, and much more. She had almost mastered mine communication, like Galadriel could, and she was working on her ability to read minds.
"Concentrate, Lauren," Galadriel instructed, "try to break the mental shields of those around you," Larien forced her mind to concentrate on breaking into Galadriel's thoughts.
Suddenly, thoughts that were not her own burst into her head. She could not yet decipher what it was, but she heard clearly that it was a hum of thought waves.
"Lauren, that is enough for today," Larien sighed and broke the connection. It is like a radio; you had to tune into the thought waves until you got it just right. "Goodbye, Lauren. I will see you later, I believe." Galadriel said mysteriously. Larien stood up, kissed Galadriel on her forehead (as she did every day), thanked her and left. She was exhausted, but she still wanted to practice more.
Her mind wandered to Legolas, as it did every day at this time. He was so supportive of everything, and did not complain about her daily absence with Galadriel. He had left 45 years ago, after five years spent with her. Although he loved her, (she knew he did,) he could not abandon his duties, being a prince and all.
Questions filled her mind as she opened the door to her talan and collapsed on her bed. Candles lighted her room as she entered. What was Legolas doing? What is Mirkwood like? What was Thranduil like? Why was she able to think so much at once?!
Slowly, Larien fell into a daze...
~*Dream*~
"DANIEL!!" 14 year old Lauren yelled out her window. "Where's my Evanescence CD?!"
"I dunno!" came the reply from her 12-year-old brother. Sounds of high- pitched giggles came from Daniel's little midget-friends, (all between the ages of 6-9 years old). Why he made friends with first graders? Lauren didn't know. All she knew was that something had happened to her new CD.
Her room, already a mess of clothes, homework, CD's, DVD's, and just about everything was turned upside down (again) in search of the said CD. Finally, she found it... In the most unlikely place:
The CD case.
"There you are, you little devil!" Lauren said aloud to her unhearing CD. "Who put you in there?"
"Talking to yourself again, are we?" came the snide remark of her older brother, Alex. Lauren jumped and turned around, cursing.
"Shut the hell up," Lauren spat at him.
"By the way, your *boyfriend* is at the door. Talking with *dad*." He teased.
"Oh, shit!" she cursed, dropping the CD and tearing out of the room. Why hadn't she heard the doorbell?
The loud music might have interfered somewhere...
Sure enough, her 17-year-old boyfriend, Michael, was leaning casually in the doorway, chatting about (guess what) football.
"Oh sure, New England is good, but are you sure they could beat Dallas?"
"They could pound them. They've got a new quarterback-"
"Lovely, Dad. Can we leave?" she asked Michael.
"Sure, baby." He said, taking her waist.
"Goodbye, Dad," she waved pointedly.
"Bye sweety!" he called, "No sex!" Lauren rolled her eyes to Michael, who laughed casually.
"God, WHY must he be this embarrassing?" Lauren said, exasperatedly to nobody in particular.
"Not embarrassing, just worried." Michael said, wisely.
"Gosh, now I know why I'm dating you," Lauren said, draping her arms around him. "You're so smart," Michael nodded.
"Well, where do you want to go?" he asked, after settling himself in his blue pickup Ford, with Lauren right beside him. He blasted the A.C. and revved up the engine. Lauren giggled, always glad about how cute and funny her boyfriend was.
"Lets go back to your place," she hinted, smiling. "Aren't your parents in Montana?" she asked hopefully.
"You bet, they left two days ago and aren't going to be back until Wednesday." He said, catching the invisible hint she had thrown at him.
~2 hours later~
Michael's hands were roaming everywhere, his mouth attached to Lauren's, as they both lay naked in Michael's bed.
Lauren broke their contact before she whispered, "Michael... now, please,".
Michael replied with a curt nod, sliding into her. Lauren squealed, her virginity breaking in half, the pain shooting through her. She grimaced, Michael was lost in the feeling of rocking back and forth into her. Their love was short lived, and Michael was hard. He seemed very experienced, Lauren thought later.
Half and hour later, after Lauren was calmed down, Michael, playing with her long hair, asked her, "You were a virgin, weren't you?"
Lauren nodded, trying not to move too much; her legs were still sore.
"Well, did you enjoy that?" he asked, kissing her forehead.
"Yes, Michael, very much." She said. She settled down in the pillows, and slowly fell asleep.
*End Dream*
Larien woke up slowly, her conscious mind trickling in. Her eyes blinked in the midday sunlight streaming through the window.
She recalled her dream with a bit of regret. For after that, he had dumped her, for the older girl that he had been dating the whole time. She slowly remembered the pain that she had felt, to realize that he had not been hers after all...
Larien stood up, feeling a bit dizzy, but she blinked away the stars. "Wow," she muttered. "I really have changed," she realized. She was no longer a slut fifteen year old who cared only about clothes and sex. She was an immortal elf, who loved nature, and would rather sit reading poems.
Galadriel's voice buzzed through her head. "Lauren, come to see me now." Larien nodded to herself, knowing that nobody could see her reply, gave her hair a quick run-through with her brush, and slipped on a dress before traipsing sleepily (yawning the whole way) to go to Galadriel's talan.
"Yes, Galadriel?" she yawned, not bothering to knock.
Galadriel was sitting on a bench with another elf, who looked strangely like, "Legolas?"
"No, my lady, I am Thranduil. Legolas' father." The man spoke.
'Hmm...' she thought, 'now that I think of it, Legolas had brown eyes, not blue...'
"Oh," she said, aloud. "That would explain the resemblance," she smiled, thinking of Legolas.
"Lauren, Thranduil has come her of his own accord. Legolas is fading. He needs you. Thranduil had only just found out about his love for you, when it was too late." Galadriel said solemnly.
"Legolas... is fading?" Larien croaked. 'Deep shit, deep shit, deep shiiiiiiiit!' Her old mind screamed at her. 'well, what're you going to do about it? Stand there? RUN AND PACK YOU DIMWIT!' it screamed at her.
Thranduil interrupted her thoughts. "He was locked himself in his room. He has not come out for days." He looked so worried for his son that Larien said nothing but turned around on her heel and ran back to her talan.
"Wait!" Galadriel ordered.
"WHAT?!" she yelled back. "I NEED TO GET TO HIM SO THAT HE DOESN'T DIE!"
"Good." Galadriel said, smiling. "Remember, Lauren. You need him."
"Okay, okay. Can I go *now*?"
Galadriel nodded. Larien didn't need any more from her. She tore up the stairs and grabbed what she needed from her room. She slung her bow and quiver and sword over her shoulder, and sped to where Florida was kept, mounted and sped off.
Thranduil's horse was quite as fast as hers, and he soon was equal with her. "My son must mean a lot to you. I've never seen anybody move so fast," he grinned, in spite of the situation. Larien did not respond, but looked straight ahead of her and urged Florida to go faster.
A/N: Like it? Great! Let's move on to the NEXT chapter! *horse race music*
Oh, yeah, Thanks to Shivvers for betaing this for me!!! *hugs Shivvers*
Disclaimer: I no longer own Lord of the Rings. I sold it to Tolkien and Peter Jackson to make a major motion picture and book, now I am only sitting her wondering when my cut of the dough will show up... (Thanks to Ardonelle for this one!!!)
Chapter 8:
Fifty years later, Larien was visiting Galadriel daily for instruction on her powers, Legolas was back in Mirkwood, and Larien was missing him more than ever.
Larien no longer lived in the lonely talan near the pond. She lived closer to Galadriel, because Galadriel was one of the only people who could instruct her with her powers. She was getting quite good; she could light things on fire easily without draining much energy, make things float, and much more. She had almost mastered mine communication, like Galadriel could, and she was working on her ability to read minds.
"Concentrate, Lauren," Galadriel instructed, "try to break the mental shields of those around you," Larien forced her mind to concentrate on breaking into Galadriel's thoughts.
Suddenly, thoughts that were not her own burst into her head. She could not yet decipher what it was, but she heard clearly that it was a hum of thought waves.
"Lauren, that is enough for today," Larien sighed and broke the connection. It is like a radio; you had to tune into the thought waves until you got it just right. "Goodbye, Lauren. I will see you later, I believe." Galadriel said mysteriously. Larien stood up, kissed Galadriel on her forehead (as she did every day), thanked her and left. She was exhausted, but she still wanted to practice more.
Her mind wandered to Legolas, as it did every day at this time. He was so supportive of everything, and did not complain about her daily absence with Galadriel. He had left 45 years ago, after five years spent with her. Although he loved her, (she knew he did,) he could not abandon his duties, being a prince and all.
Questions filled her mind as she opened the door to her talan and collapsed on her bed. Candles lighted her room as she entered. What was Legolas doing? What is Mirkwood like? What was Thranduil like? Why was she able to think so much at once?!
Slowly, Larien fell into a daze...
~*Dream*~
"DANIEL!!" 14 year old Lauren yelled out her window. "Where's my Evanescence CD?!"
"I dunno!" came the reply from her 12-year-old brother. Sounds of high- pitched giggles came from Daniel's little midget-friends, (all between the ages of 6-9 years old). Why he made friends with first graders? Lauren didn't know. All she knew was that something had happened to her new CD.
Her room, already a mess of clothes, homework, CD's, DVD's, and just about everything was turned upside down (again) in search of the said CD. Finally, she found it... In the most unlikely place:
The CD case.
"There you are, you little devil!" Lauren said aloud to her unhearing CD. "Who put you in there?"
"Talking to yourself again, are we?" came the snide remark of her older brother, Alex. Lauren jumped and turned around, cursing.
"Shut the hell up," Lauren spat at him.
"By the way, your *boyfriend* is at the door. Talking with *dad*." He teased.
"Oh, shit!" she cursed, dropping the CD and tearing out of the room. Why hadn't she heard the doorbell?
The loud music might have interfered somewhere...
Sure enough, her 17-year-old boyfriend, Michael, was leaning casually in the doorway, chatting about (guess what) football.
"Oh sure, New England is good, but are you sure they could beat Dallas?"
"They could pound them. They've got a new quarterback-"
"Lovely, Dad. Can we leave?" she asked Michael.
"Sure, baby." He said, taking her waist.
"Goodbye, Dad," she waved pointedly.
"Bye sweety!" he called, "No sex!" Lauren rolled her eyes to Michael, who laughed casually.
"God, WHY must he be this embarrassing?" Lauren said, exasperatedly to nobody in particular.
"Not embarrassing, just worried." Michael said, wisely.
"Gosh, now I know why I'm dating you," Lauren said, draping her arms around him. "You're so smart," Michael nodded.
"Well, where do you want to go?" he asked, after settling himself in his blue pickup Ford, with Lauren right beside him. He blasted the A.C. and revved up the engine. Lauren giggled, always glad about how cute and funny her boyfriend was.
"Lets go back to your place," she hinted, smiling. "Aren't your parents in Montana?" she asked hopefully.
"You bet, they left two days ago and aren't going to be back until Wednesday." He said, catching the invisible hint she had thrown at him.
~2 hours later~
Michael's hands were roaming everywhere, his mouth attached to Lauren's, as they both lay naked in Michael's bed.
Lauren broke their contact before she whispered, "Michael... now, please,".
Michael replied with a curt nod, sliding into her. Lauren squealed, her virginity breaking in half, the pain shooting through her. She grimaced, Michael was lost in the feeling of rocking back and forth into her. Their love was short lived, and Michael was hard. He seemed very experienced, Lauren thought later.
Half and hour later, after Lauren was calmed down, Michael, playing with her long hair, asked her, "You were a virgin, weren't you?"
Lauren nodded, trying not to move too much; her legs were still sore.
"Well, did you enjoy that?" he asked, kissing her forehead.
"Yes, Michael, very much." She said. She settled down in the pillows, and slowly fell asleep.
*End Dream*
Larien woke up slowly, her conscious mind trickling in. Her eyes blinked in the midday sunlight streaming through the window.
She recalled her dream with a bit of regret. For after that, he had dumped her, for the older girl that he had been dating the whole time. She slowly remembered the pain that she had felt, to realize that he had not been hers after all...
Larien stood up, feeling a bit dizzy, but she blinked away the stars. "Wow," she muttered. "I really have changed," she realized. She was no longer a slut fifteen year old who cared only about clothes and sex. She was an immortal elf, who loved nature, and would rather sit reading poems.
Galadriel's voice buzzed through her head. "Lauren, come to see me now." Larien nodded to herself, knowing that nobody could see her reply, gave her hair a quick run-through with her brush, and slipped on a dress before traipsing sleepily (yawning the whole way) to go to Galadriel's talan.
"Yes, Galadriel?" she yawned, not bothering to knock.
Galadriel was sitting on a bench with another elf, who looked strangely like, "Legolas?"
"No, my lady, I am Thranduil. Legolas' father." The man spoke.
'Hmm...' she thought, 'now that I think of it, Legolas had brown eyes, not blue...'
"Oh," she said, aloud. "That would explain the resemblance," she smiled, thinking of Legolas.
"Lauren, Thranduil has come her of his own accord. Legolas is fading. He needs you. Thranduil had only just found out about his love for you, when it was too late." Galadriel said solemnly.
"Legolas... is fading?" Larien croaked. 'Deep shit, deep shit, deep shiiiiiiiit!' Her old mind screamed at her. 'well, what're you going to do about it? Stand there? RUN AND PACK YOU DIMWIT!' it screamed at her.
Thranduil interrupted her thoughts. "He was locked himself in his room. He has not come out for days." He looked so worried for his son that Larien said nothing but turned around on her heel and ran back to her talan.
"Wait!" Galadriel ordered.
"WHAT?!" she yelled back. "I NEED TO GET TO HIM SO THAT HE DOESN'T DIE!"
"Good." Galadriel said, smiling. "Remember, Lauren. You need him."
"Okay, okay. Can I go *now*?"
Galadriel nodded. Larien didn't need any more from her. She tore up the stairs and grabbed what she needed from her room. She slung her bow and quiver and sword over her shoulder, and sped to where Florida was kept, mounted and sped off.
Thranduil's horse was quite as fast as hers, and he soon was equal with her. "My son must mean a lot to you. I've never seen anybody move so fast," he grinned, in spite of the situation. Larien did not respond, but looked straight ahead of her and urged Florida to go faster.
A/N: Like it? Great! Let's move on to the NEXT chapter! *horse race music*
Oh, yeah, Thanks to Shivvers for betaing this for me!!! *hugs Shivvers*