Been a while hasn't it? I kinda forgot about it after a while lol. Well, you're lucky enough to get a doubble post! chapters 13 and 14. Have fun reading guys, oh, and BTW, thanks for the over 100 reviews! I didn't even know I had that many! I didn't know I had that many READERS...lol, keep it up :) lets aim for 150

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CHAPTER 13

AMY

It was night. All was quiet in the city of the elves. So calm, yet restless. Everyone was sleeping, dreaming of home, lovers, or in Merry and Pippin's case, a nice big feast waiting for them at the end of the journey. Everyone was dreaming, accept for me, at least that's what it seemed. Everything seemed so quiet, but there was an undying sense of agitation in the atmosphere around me that kept me awake. There was an energy that I had never felt before that lead me to believe that still many others were in the same state as I; lying in bed sitting, staring at whatever was above them.

As I sat there, eyes wide open, I listened to the light breeze and the stillness of everything around me. It was the sound of quiet, all accept for one thing. The sound of feet tiptoeing, crunching the leaves beneath them.

Slowly, I sat up, and walked out of my tent. There was a bright white glow, swiftly and gracefully walking past. I knew exactly who it was. It was Lady Galadriel, and she was headed towards her mirror.

I had questions to ask, and I wanted them answered. I started following her a good distance behind, but at a distance I could still see where I was going. As I approached the mirror, she turned around and looked at me, as if she had known I was there the whole time.

"Come child, do not be afraid," she softly spoke to me.

"I'm not afraid."

"That is what you tell yourself, but I can read deeper into your thoughts. You know the threats that come with the task ahead. You know the horrors of the mirror."

I contemplated this for a moment, and realized it was true. It was so very true. Boldly, I walked down a few stairs and onto the cold stone ground. Life turned to slow motion as I strolled across it and over to the mirror. With a look I will never forget she stared me square in the eye and gave me a nod. Picking up the pitcher, she poured it into the mirror and slowly, I looked over the edge.

Images flashed rapidly across the water and then they slowed. It was Tommy and I at the crash. The car was overturned, a tractor-trailer piled on top. There was no way we would have survived. It zoomed in on the windows. We weren't in the car at all. We were nowhere to be found. Then it flashed to the day we were found by Aragorn and Legolas. First there was ground, and then we appeared out of NOWHERE. Legolas was running towards my body, lying there stiffly on the ground. He rolled me over onto my back and removed the hair from my face.

"She's beautiful," he muttered to himself, "she must be a fallen angel."

"Legolas!" Aragorn yelled, "There's another one over here."

They rolled Tommy over onto his back and ran a finger over his cheek. It was glowing bright red for a moment, but stopped. Then, looking back over at me, there was a blue glow about me, then I turned black, and blue again. Then the color stopped.

"She is the one." Legolas said. I awoke seconds after that.

Time sped through the mirror to the present. Tommy was on a horse, riding through what seemed to be no mans land with noting but a small sack and the clothes on his back.

"Oh no," I muttered to myself.

Then the future came. Legolas was holding me. I was having internal struggles. Black and blue flashes of light flickered on and off. I screamed as if I was stabbed, and he held me close as my internal conflict raged. Then, it zoomed on Tommy. His Eyes were bright red and glowed. He spoke in a deep voice. He was being controlled. His scar was bright orange, mine I could not see. He was taking amusement in my torture. The mirror flashed more into the future. I was alive, but everyone else, I did not know. It was some time after the destruction of the ring. Legolas came riding in on a horse, jumped down, and swept me off my feet, finishing with a kiss. Butterflies filled my stomach. At that moment I knew we were meant for each other.

The mirror stopped and turned to water again.

"This is what had happened, and what is to come. You have great battles ahead my child, some with others, some within yourself. But he will always be there for you. Even in your lowest moments, never doubt his faith in you."

"I have one question though," I started, "what is the prophecy?"

"It was once said that on a time of great peril, there would be one to come back for the rest of us. She was said to have three personalities, of now which you know two. There is the one we know as Amy. She is human, but a warrior nonetheless. There is the Dark One, the evil one, the one that kills with such grace and passion. She is the one that causes the pain. Then there is the third, the Light One, the angel, with tears of healing. Of her you have only once experienced, and you did not even know it at the time. She, at the right time, can bring people back for a second chance at life. It was prophesied that she would be the only means to counter the will of Sauron and the ring. You will have to fight the Dark Lord in another form, which will tear you at the heart. But you know what must be done must be done."

"What is that supposed to mean? In another form?"

"You will soon come to know, but only when the time is right. For now, you must not concern yourself with such things. You must rest. There are more important things in the near future. You will need your strength."

"Why does everyone here speak in riddles?"

"You know the answers to your own questions, they just lie further within you. If you really wish to know, look deeper."

And with that she turned around and gracefully walked away, leaving me to sit there at the mirror. I was so confused.

"Wait, I have one question."

"Yes?"

"What of my mortality? If I have tears of healing, can I ever die?"

Galadriel stopped for a moment and turned around. "You will remain mortal until you bind yourself who is not. The prophecy says that you are to bind yourself to an elf, and then you will rid yourself of your mortality and all of your inner personalities will live forever with your lover."

She turned away again and slipped gently into the forest.

LEGOLAS

When I woke Amy was nowhere to be found. The sad part was, no one had any idea where to look.

I figured she was probably off in the woods somewhere. She was probably in deep thought, her mind probably pondering on things beyond her control, wishing that she HAD control. So I tried to think. If i were contemplating the meaning of life or wallowing in self pity where would I go?

And I had thought of the perfect spot. It was a small spot on the edge of the riverbank deep in the woods. There was a rock that stuck out from under the ground. One could sit there for hours and stare at the cool waters and rushing tides of the great river and if they stared long enough, they could find exactly what they were looking for.

I took off, darting through the woods, dodging trees left and right, hopping over bushes, scaring off everything within earshot of my pounding feet. I slowed down as I could feel the temperature in the air drop from the cold water. As I removed the last branch from my face, I looked in front of me to find that she was not there.

I sat down myself on the rock over the riverbank and stared into the water. I took my own advice and stared at the water for a moment. It was very calming to watch the white caps over the small rapids in the clear water. And I indeed found what I was looking for. There was a reflection in the water that showed above me. Perched in a tree, looking out at the river for miles, was my Amy.

"I was right. This is the perfect spot."

She looked down at me from the branch high in the tree and put a small smile on her face.

"Come on up, the scenery's beautiful."

Slowly, branch by branch, I climbed the tree until I almost reached the top. I sat down next to her on the branch and she put her head on my shoulder.

"I miss Tommy."

That was all that needed to be said. In those three words, I automatically understood every thought that went through her mind, every tear that was shed from her eyes, every word that came from her mouth. Of course she missed him, who wouldn't.

"I'm sure you'll find him eventually."

"I will find him, just not the same person. I looked in the mirror Legolas, I know what's going to happen to him. I'm going to miss him forever, and I don't know what I'm going to have to do, but I know it's not going to be pretty. I'm not going to enjoy it.

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