Meet the Cast

Disclaimer: heh, I forgot to put this on the other one. J.R.R. Tolkein owns Lord of the Rings. If I did, I would be an old, dead guy. I promise to return everyone when I’m finished...except Legolas.

{ Expresses thoughts }

[ Translated Elvish ]

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Black eventually faded into green foliage as the girls collided with the ground to the tune of a thud. Suzanne managed to land on her knees, whereas Laura attempted to land on her feet and twisted her ankle in the process. She gave a short cry of pain before silencing herself as she gazed at the surrounding area. This was most certainly not her backyard. The forest was dark and menacing, night cloaking the sky.

“Well, this is wonderful,” Suzanne chimed, resting back on her ankles before standing up to survey the area.

“If I get back home, I’m never entering another contest again,” Laura groaned through clenched teeth. The sprain was fairly bad, but she attempted to stand on it anyway. Bad idea. She simply collapsed on the ground again, eyes taking in the sights that they could. “You see anything?”

“Just trees. You know, if I were any crazier, I would say that this is exactly like one of those fan fiction stories where girls get transported to a different world and meet exciting characters from movies.”

Laura laughed slightly at her friend’s antics. There was no way anything like that was possible, because they lived in reality. There was some explanation for this. A tornado could have hit and tossed them both from their homes.

That are 15 miles apart.

Maybe her own theory was more insane than her friend’s, but there was no way that she could believe that they were in a different world. Her eyes turned toward her Suzanne again, eyebrows contorting in curiosity as to what she was staring at with terror on her face. Her childish side pleaded with her not to look. If she didn’t see whatever it was, it couldn’t hurt her. Yeah, right. Laura turned her head to the side, eyes settling upon a huge black statue in front of her.

Wait. The statue was moving. The two girls screamed in horror, a mammoth swarthy spider approaching them. Laura struggled to get to her feet, the adrenaline enabling her to at least stand up. As soon as its prey moved, the spider struck. Laura dropped to the ground again, swinging her injured leg towards the spider’s appendage in hopes to somehow disable it. The spider screamed, only angered by the girl’s attempt to fight back.

Suzanne picked up a rock and threw it at the spider, momentarily distracting it from Laura. This, of course, threw its attention on her. Suzanne attempted to climb up a tree, yet soon realized that such an action would prove futile. Laura stood once again and grabbed a branch, striking the chassis of the arachnid. The spider once again came after her, fangs unsheathed and waiting to feed. { God, please don’t let me die }. Laura silently prayed, whimpering in fear as she kicked at the abdomen of the beast now towering over her.

A shout broke the tension, arrows flying towards predator and sticking within its flesh. The spider screamed once more before an arrow pierced its heart. It collapsed on the girl, causing her to faint because of the stress and weight.

An elf carefully approached the two and the dead animal, acute eyesight ensuring that the two were safe. He spies the girl with brown hair beneath the spider, kneeling down beside her before attempting to pry her from beneath the creature. Pulling her forward would cause the fangs to puncture her, almost ensuring her death. Suzanne stood nearby, weeping softly. The elf looked over to her. “Pedil i lam edhellen?” he asked softly. [ Do you speak Elvish? ]

Recognition flashed within the girl’s eyes, yet she knew that she did not know enough of his language to effectively communicate. Westron was most like English, so perhaps he knew the common tongue. She shook her head and said, “Pedin i lam Westron”, attempting to dissect the phrase.

The elf tried again, speaking in the common tongue. “Can you understand me?”

The blonde nodded her head before looking back to her injured friend. “Can you help her?”

The elf smiled slightly. “I will need your help. Try to lift up the spider’s head while I pull her free.”

Suzanne looked reluctant to touch the beast, yet tentatively placed her hands on its skull and pulled upward. The elf pried her from beneath the arachnid and set her gently on the terrain once more. He checked for breathing and a pulse, finding both. The young woman must have simply passed out. He picked her up in his arms and looked to her smaller, blonde friend. “I must take her to my home for her to be treated. It is not wise for two young women to be traveling alone in Mirkwood Forest, at any rate. Please follow me.”

Suzanne had been so worried concerning her friend that she had not realized what elf it was before her. Legolas Greenleaf stood before her very eyes! She could not tell him that she knew of him however, but she would introduce herself instead. “My name is Suzanne, and my friend’s name is Laura.”

The golden-haired elf smiled and said, “I am Legolas, prince of Mirkwood.”

The girl feigned surprise as the trio approached a group of horses. Figwit stood near the equine, peering curiously at his friend and his two female companions. “Caredel man?” he asked, slight concern in his voice. [ What are you doing? ]

“The spiders attacked them, and this one needs medical attention.” He gestured to the girl in his arms.

“You know the laws of your father.”

Suzanne watched the two speak, curious as to what Figwit meant. She kept silent, however, glancing momentarily at her unconscious friend.

Legolas looked at the shorter woman, speaking gently. “You will ride with Figwit.”

Suzanne held no reservations, simply stepping towards the horse Figwit stood nearest. The brown-haired elf lifted the maiden up upon the horse and then vaulted himself upon the flaxen equine’s back. Legolas set Laura atop his white horse before mounting and positioning himself behind her. The four began to make their way to Thranduil’s halls, the Elves wondering what Legolas’ father’s reaction would be.

Laura woke up momentarily, muscles tensing as she attempted to find out where she was again. Hoof beats showed that she was on a horse, but someone was also very close behind her. She turned around to see Legolas Greenleaf seated behind her. His arms were held securely around her waist, ensuring that she did not fall off. “Personal bubble,” she muttered, before returning to her fitful sleep.

The elf looked down at the startled dame, admiring her features as she once again drifted off to sleep. The human woman was really quite beautiful, even according to the standard of Elves.

The horses’ hooves came in contact with cobblestone, allowing the four to enter the kingdom of Mirkwood. Legolas dismounted and once again took Laura in his arms while Figwit followed suit, helping Suzanne down from his horse. All of them walked into the hall, Suzanne gazing around the beautiful architecture.

Legolas was immediately admitted to his father, bringing the two before him to plead their case. Thranduil was none too happy that two humans had slipped past his borders un-noticed, and was intent on removing them from Mirkwood immediately. Legolas continued to argue, feeling responsible for the women.

“No!” Thranduil cried. “Guards, take these women and deposit them outside our boundaries.”

Legolas began to protest as the Elven guards took Laura from his grasp

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A/N: ooh, what will happen? Please review. Kinda short, next one will be longer