Title: "Moira Revealed"
Author: LegolasLover2003 aka Ashley
Category: Book - "Lord of the Rings"
Genre: Drama/Fantasy
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to "The Lord of the Rings". I just adore it to pieces! Characters from the Real World are actual people however. You may NOT use them. Sorry.
NOTE: This is Part III (3) of the Fate Quartet. It already consists of Part I (Flashes of Light, Rulers of Fate) and Part II (A Destined Journey). Reading those stories first will ensure that you understand this one. Please, no flames. I know this would be classified as a Mary-Sue but, like I said back in the day, I wanted to have fun with merging book and movie and seeing just how someone from the real world... might have been able to influence the events of this literary masterpiece. Thank you!
I had a dream so...in my dream
Under the starlight, baby...
I'll say goodbye to you...OK?
Everything is just a dream
So...when I wake up
I lose you from my head
...Oh yeah
涙があふれ落ちて (Namida ga afure ochite)
My tears overflow and fall
うるさいベルが鳴り響く (Urusai beru ga nari hibiku)
A noisy bell keeps ringing
神様置いていかないで! (Kami-sama oite ika naide!)
God, please don't leave me behind!
I don't remember you
When I see you in heaven
壊れてしまうわ (Kowarete shimau wa)
I'm breaking up
あなたこそがすべてだった (Anata koso ga subete datta)
You were everything
でももう瞳を開けるわ (Demo mou me wo akeru wa)
But now I'll open my eyes
-"Lost My Pieces" (Tommy Heavenly6)
The Lord of the Rings:
The Fate Quartet - Volume III:
Moira Revealed
Chapter 3:
When A Rider Is Knocked From His Horse...
You know... the Emyn Muil is a lot nastier a place than PJ ever made it seem...
WHY ME?!
Laters!
Merry (Dani)
P.S. Where's Ash?
Things were spinning... like seriously spinning. Not for the first time did Ashley wonder if this was what it'd feel like to go through a Stargate. Her mind wandered, obviously, and she remembered the movie and tv show which shared that name. Course from what she could remember, when you came out the other side, you were REALLY cold.
From what Nil remembered of her own experiences with these rips in the fabric of reality... she just ended up passing out a lot.
Light was at the end of this strange wormhole, colors shimmering around her like some bad Doctor Who acid trip and she was the Tardis, plunging through the vortex. The light kept getting brighter and brighter and then she saw... well... sky.
And grass...
And a very VERY startled man in armor...
Then, as she slammed into this startled man, knocking him to the ground from his horse, the woman smirked.
"Lucky me... I didn't have to run around Rohan and find you... Eomer."
But before she could explain herself, Ashley passed out cold.
"First strange Orcs in the Riddermark and now an Elf and a Dwarf traveling with a man. Does fate laugh at us this day?" Eomer asked, stopping his horse. They needed to make camp before heading for the Halls of Meduseld.
Coming up beside him, Hama laughed, "Well, at least they have no ill will bent toward your uncle's kingdom. Though I do pity them if their companions are indeed lost. Taken captive by such foul creatures, one can only hope their deaths were swift."
Eomer nodded as he surveyed the men. "Make camp! We ride for Meduseld on the morrow!" he ordered, getting ready to dismount his steed.
At least until Hama pointed out something very strange in the sky.
"Is it a flock of bird?"
Putting a hand to his eyes to shield them from the sun, Eomer shook his head. "I do not think it is a flock of bird... at least no bird I have ever laid eyes upon. Why must such strange things happen all at once this day?" he asked, surveying the oddly swirling pattern in the sky overhead... just before suddenly something slammed into him, flinging the rider from his horse and into the dead grass.
Hama was off his mount in an instant, sword drawn, coming to his lord's side... but then he stopped.
"Lucky me..." the being who lay on top of the rider spoke. "I didn't have to run around Rohan and find you... Eomer." of course a few heartbeats later the being fell unconscious.
Hama stared at Eomer strangely. "It... 'tis a woman, sir."
"I know what it is!" the third Marshal of the Mark spoke in annoyance, sitting up, though careful so as not to dispose the seemingly unconscious women on his chest. "What I would like to know is why it is suddenly raining women. Such things do not happen."
"Least not on a normal day. This has hardly been anything but normal." Hama added with a smirk, picking the woman up in his arms so as to allow his lord to stand. "She did seem to know you..."
Eomer shook his head, dusting himself off, "Never have I seen this woman. She... she carries weapons of Elven make but she is no Elf. She dresses as one too, as far as I can tell for I have had little experience with the Elves." he sighed, thinking for a time. "Let us take her to my uncle's halls. We can not very well abandon a woman to the wilds, not when strange things are afoot."
"Aragorn!"
The Ranger started, looking up from where he knelt on the grass. Signs that Merry and Pippin had been slain in the night after the men of Rohan attacked the Uruk-hai camp were obvious... and despair had clutched at the man's heart. He had been responsible for them!
"Aragorn!"
Grey eyes focused on the Elf before him... on the worried blue eyes...
"Come on, laddie." Gimli spoke up, clapping Strider on the back. "I've seen my share of Orc bones and none of these seem anything less than Orc. The little ones may yet be alive. What if they escaped their captors before those riders attacked? Surely they..."
Legolas shook his head, "How could such small beings escape such chaos? How could..." but he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Instead of finishing that thought, the Elf pressed forward past his companions and toward the forest. "I'll climb high and get a look from the trees. Perhaps the Hobbits will present themselves if they are alive."
"Wait."
The prince froze, glancing back at Aragorn and seeing an all too familiar look in his eyes. He was tracking... watching the ground as if it moved itself and told him the story of the night's seemingly unfortunate events.
"A hobbit lay here... and here..." he sighed, thinking about the foolishness of what he was saying. They couldn't still be alive. But then Strider's eyes squinted and he moved forward. "Their hands were bound..." his fingers grasped pieces of rope. "Their bonds were cut."
Legolas turned back wholly to watch as Aragorn stood, stepping here and there, his gaze never leaving the tracks before him.
"They ran over here... then here..." the man ran then, feet swift over the grass until he stopped. "And into Fangorn Forest..." he stopped, standing now next to the Elf.
For a moment, the prince feared to ask... but his friend answered the unspoken question for him.
"I saw no signs of Nileregwen, Legolas. Only of Merry and Pippin."
Gimli frowned, but after a time spoke up, breaking the uncomfortable silence between the three companions. "What madness, do you think, drove them in there?"
"It is obvious, is it not?" Legolas spoke up, pushing such disheartening news aside. "They fled for their lives. Come. We must find them."
Without any further discussion on what course of action should be taken, the three hunters dashed into the trees.
"She has a fever, my lord."
Eomer sighed from where he stood, just within the doorway of Eowyn's own room. "As if it was not an ill enough omen that Theodred is mortally wounded... now we have this woman who raves madness and does not wake."
The healer shrugged his shoulders, passing by and leaving the man and his sister alone with their new guest.
"She does not seem so bad, brother." Eowyn spoke, ringing out a cloth and setting it on the woman's forehead. "But her words are a riddle."
"Words of Elves and Hobbits... if I had not met an Elf this very day I would think her a loon." Eomer replied in annoyance, pacing the room slowly. "She has said nothing of who she is nor where she came from nor how she fell from the sky."
Eowyn sighed, "I sometimes have caught snatches of words or names that I know not to whom they belong... 'Legolas' seems to be a word she favors... but she has said things of others who's names I do know... 'Boromir' and 'Gandalf' chief among those."
"What would the elder son of Denethor be doing with the Grey Wizard?" Eomer asked as he stopped, leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. "I have met the man once and he is a warrior worth renown. But never have I thought the wizard to be one for battle. A man of peace and a man of war... perhaps she only recites what she has heard tell of in lands far off?"
The lady smiled slightly, "One can not dictate the words spoken in the midst of fever dreams, brother. Even you know that. We shall let her rest for now. Once her fever breaks, I am sure you will get all the answers to your questions and more."
Sighing, Eomer nodded, heading for the door. "Alert me if she wakens. I must speak with the king." and with that, he left.
"Legolas..."
Nil smiled slightly, seeing the Elf standing there on the balcony which ran round the Hall of Fire in Imladris. He wasn't doing anything in particular... simply standing there... letting the wind blow through his hair. But then he seemed to sigh sadly, blue eyes looking skyward, seeking something that was not there for him to see.
"This is our fault."
Ashley frowned, cocking her head to the side. "How so?" she asked, coming to stand beside him on the balcony.
He did not glance down to the woman, but he did answer. "Gollum escaped my father's dungeons. If he had not then the enemy surely would never have learned where the Ring was hidden. This whole quest would never have existed."
For a moment, the woman smirked... then she outright laughed. "Thranduil does have problems keeping prisoners. I do hope Gollum didn't escape in empty wine barrels."
"I do not find that humorous, Nil." the prince replied in annoyance, blue eyes now turned the woman's way.
Ashley shook her head, "Look... it was fate. Bound to happen one way or another. You couldn't prevent it any more than I could stop the seasons from changing. Besides, if it hadn't happened then you wouldn't be here right now, nor would I, and the ending of this story could very well be completely different than from what I know. Changing history like that... would not be for the best interests of Middl-earth... or literature for that matter." she smiled, nudging Legolas in the ribs. "Stick with me, Elf and you can help fix your father's mistakes. Sound good?"
"Not really." Legolas replied with a half smile. "I would rather he simply not have made them in the first place."
"Yes well, I'm quite glad his dungeons are not escape proof. Means I've got a chance when he meets me and decides I'm dungeon fodder." Nil replied with a laugh.
Dark eyes opened slowly.
She had no idea where she was or who was there but she felt the presence of another... could sense someone sitting just on the edge of the... bed? Could feel the cold cloth pressed against her feverish forehead.
It'd been like this in Rivendell... before... and she thought that perhaps that was where she found herself once more.
After all, whoever was sitting here was lithe... blond...
"Legolas?" Ashley whispered, before sleep stole her away once more.
Sighing, Eowyn adjusted the cold rag, replacing it with another. "Forgive me but I am not the one you seek." she whispered, hoping the woman's fever would break soon.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Preview for the Next Chapter!
3 Paths... well technically 2 paths about now because 2 of them are converging into 1 path but... 3 Ultimate Destinies... 3... oh who am I kidding, you know the story!
Legolas still hasn't slept, Dani still hasn't met Gollum, and now Ashley's unconscious in Theoden's Halls. Let's just say that Grima's a pain in the ass, people. How will the three hunters fare in Fangorn? Does Gollum REALLY smell THAT bad? Why am I always unconscious?!
Find out next time in chapter 4 of...
"Moira Revealed"
Author's Note:
Look! Look! New year! New chapter! Okay at this rate we'll have extended editions of all 3 Hobbit movies on dvd before I'm done with this 3rd installment of 4 stories... -sigh-
As I type this, I look up at the tv and thing to myself, "Boromir... why can't you be less of a drag?" Yeah, I'm watching LOTR: FOTR EE...
By the way... the song I used at the beginning was one I was listening to while writing this chapter. It made me think of Nil and Legolas sooooo... I used part of it. Lyrics were nabbed from JPopAsia.
Muse Moments:
"You were quick enough to trust the Elves!"
Legolas frowned, glancing at the television. "Honestly, Nil... how did Boromir get away with saying these things and I not notice nor take offense?"
"Because you were on watch for some weird thing to come from the sky for you to shoot with your bow and it never came?"
The prince nodded, "Fair enough. How is your update coming along?"
"Quite well actually." Nil smiled, showing him how she's done 2 chapters AND a story for a contest AND another half of a one-shot.
"I do hope you'll finish this one soon..." Legolas replied, pointing to the story called 'The Armor of Kings'. "Ada likes it when you include him in tales."
Nil blinked. "Does he?" she pointed to a small note on her wall that reads 'I FEEL IGNORED! -Thranduil'. "I never noticed..."
The tv suddenly distracts Legolas once more. "We should leave now." "No, Orcs patrol the Eastern shore. We should wait for cover of darkness." "It is not the Eastern shore that worries me. A shadow and a threat has been growing in my mind. Something draws near. I can feel it."
"Was I honestly just never listened to?" Legolas sighed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Nope." Nil replied, saving her word document. "That's the second time you've said something about evil coming and the second time you were ignored. Aragorn seriously needs to learn how to listen. Speak of the devil!"
Estel is standing there in the doorway under a blanket.
"Warming up after your camping trip?" Nil asked with a smirk before hiding behind the Elf in order to prevent an angry Ranger from strangling her.