Willow the Slayer

by waterflower63

She moved and lived as if every day were to be her last day. All feared her and she used their fear to her advantage. Her motive was kill or be killed. She is known as the Invisible Slayer. But is this slayer able to accept friendship? or will she forever be trapped in a world with no love nor hope for a happy future? AN/ 10th Walker but will not always follow the story line.

3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

Bold = Elvish speech.

The trio spent the rest of the night walking swiftly in utter silence, Willow sensed both men staring at her discreetly. They did not stop to rest, hoping to reach their destination by nightfall on the second night.

After much walking and climbing up hills Aragorn finally stopped and announced, 'Imladris home of Lord Elrond, Lord of the Elves.' He seemed to physically relax. Willow looked around and had to admit it was certainly a sight to behold. 'Rivendell set on the gorge of Bruinen. Well hidden from intrusions. Come. Our Lord is waiting.'

'Did you just say elves?' Willow asked trying to hide her shock and confusion.

Both men looked at me and Aragorn replied, 'Yes I said elves. You have been travelling with one for some time now.'

'You're an elf?' Willow blurted out.

'Nay, Legolas is. I am but a mere human, like yourself.' She look to Legolas and back to Aragorn. She knew there was something different about him but an Elf? What did that even mean?

Willow pondered this thought as they walked down the slope, and were met by a group of Elves who greeted them, 'Greetings friend of the Elves, you bring another back from your journey.'

'Aye, this lady goes by the name of Willow. We seek the council of Lord Elrond.' Willow frowned not understanding the conversation that was being had.

'You may pass through our borders with caution; we do not trust strangers so easily, especially in this dark hour.' Aragorn and Legolas nodded in respect.

'It is a fair hike, should we not offer food and water?' Legolas said

'Aye.'

Aragorn spoke, 'For your health please accept some food and water before we depart.'

Willow sighed, 'How do I know you have not poisoned the food?'

Aragorn paused looking at Willow as if he were reading her mind. 'We go no further until you accept some water and food. You have my word that the food and water is pure.'

'You will stand here, in this very spot until I eat something?' Willow asked.

'Aye.' They stood in silence, staring each other down willing the other to back down. Finally Legolas picked up the water and sipped it. He then took a bite out of the bread. He looked back to Willow with a slight smugness in his features.

It was two against one. True she was hungry and thirsty, but she did not know these people nor where she was. Minutes went by and still she stood her ground.

Both men were annoyingly patient, so she replied with a voice deadly and sleek, showing no hint of humour, 'Very well. I shall take your offer. However if indeed you attempt to hurt me while I am eating. You will wish you had never been born.'

Aragorn pitied her, almost. Her eyes held hurt. He took his pack of and threw her his water container with some elvish bread. Willow looked closely at the bread, 'One bite will feed a grown man.'

She took a tiny bite and to her surprise she was no longer hungry, she took a sip of water. Aragorn raised his eyes at her; she took a few more sips before throwing it back and heading in the direction towards Imladris. She felt Aragorn and Legolas smile in satisfaction.