The Three Forbidden Stars

Chapter Three – Many Meetings

Slowly I regained consciousness. I stood up slowly, so that I wouldn’t pass out again, and looked around, observing my environment. I instantly knew I was in a different place. The view of the sea had disappeared along with my boyfriends house. I was in a forest but I still had my suitcases and bag with me. Before I could understand what had happened my back started pricking. Something dangerous was approaching. I threw my stuff up into the nearest tree and jumped up with it. I pulled my silvery-green cloak, which was made from the blanket I was found in, out of my suitcase, put it on and waited. I had no idea what for but my intuition told me to so I obeyed. I crouched in the tree and thought about the events that had just happened, while staying alert. I had been praying for direction in life, to see my path when… Of course!!! It must be a dream to show me what I am to do. I relaxed but that dangerous feeling hadn’t gone away. It had got worse and was approaching a lot faster now. I pulled my sword ‘Mitosuhi’ and my twin knifes out and tied them on to my belt which I had put around my waist. From where I was sitting in my tree I could see creatures, foul creatures stomping my way, destroying the plants in their path needlessly. I had never seen them before but then again they looked familiar…

~~~“Noro lim, noro lim”, she says to the white horse as she rides as fast as can while carrying the young elven child. The she-elf next to her can hear her praying to save the child. She looks behind her and sees the nearest orc bend his bow to strike. She closes her eyes and offers one last prayer. Suddenly there is a flash of light and the two she-elves, the child and the horses disappear…”~~~

Quickly I grabbed a branch to steady myself as these foul creatures gathered around the base of my tree. I knew that they were discussing a plan which in no way could be good. I threw a small branch away from the tree as far as I could, to distract them. Half of them trudged their way over to where it had landed. Silently I jumped down behind the other four and with one wide strike with Mitozuhi the first two heads went flying. I dealt to the other two before the rest realised they were under attack. They bent their bows and released arrows at me but I effortlessly hit them away. I closed them gap between us and with seconds I was wiping the blood of my sword on the ground as I looked at the creatures with distaste. I turned back to my tree when a crude black arrow came straight at me. I grabbed it just before it could hit me in the neck and kill me.
Looking at the direction from where the arrow came from, I saw a flood of these creatures coming over the hill towards me. While I fought them I gathered as much energy as I could so I could blast them all in one go. Just as I gathered enough energy four other figures, who looked like men, came over the hill and started destroying the foul creatures from behind. I knew I could release my energy and destroy them if they were good. Something told me I knew them but I ignored it. Just as I was killing the last foul creature, I came face-to-face with the tallest man. I had time to notice that he had long blond hair and pointed ears before he brought his knife down as a strike. It knocked my sword away from my hands but my twin knives were in my hands just as his next strike came. I was prepared this time and I parried it with great skill. I dealt him a flurry of blows which put him off balance. I used that advantage to flip him on to his back and bring my knives down to his neck.
Looking down into his bright blue eyes, I suddenly realised who he was. “Mae Govannen, Legolas o Mirkwood” [Well met, Legolas of Mirkwood], I said, smiling at the shock on his face.
I replaced my knives into their sheathes and offered him a hand up. He accepted and looked at me with a mixture of fear, shock and curiosity on his face. I knew my cloak was still covering my face but I decided to keep it that way. Five other people came over the hill to join the other four that were looking at me, suspiciously. Mithrandir, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Pippin Took, and Merry Brandybuck to be exact I thought. I had been fighting orcs and I was in Middle Earth!! With the Fellowship before Moria and Lothlorien.
“Lle quena i’lambe tel’ Eldalie?”[Do you speak elvish?] Legolas asked, snapping me out of my thoughts, “Mani naa esse en lle?”[What is your name?].
“Yes I do, thank you but I find it more polite to speak the Common Tongue because the hobbits, Gimli and Boromir won’t be able to understand us,” I replied, smugly. “As for my name that is my own business”.
“You are a lady”, gasped Aragorn. “What is a lady doing out here by herself with no escort?”.
“Why would I need an escort, if I can beat the Prince in a knife fight?” I asked, as I removed my hood. “I can look after myself”.
The hobbits gasped and pointed at my ears. My hands flew up to them to find that they were pointy. OMG, I had elf-ears. My intuition told me to play along with this until I got to Lothlorien and followed Anaoelen’s advice. I had to find Galadriel.
“Where are you heading, milady?” asked Legolas.
“Lothlorien, my birth home”, I replied, wincing as I lied.
A small voice rang up from behind me “I am under the impression we are going that way,” said Frodo. “We would be honoured be if you came with us”.
Before I could answer Gimli spat; “How can we trust her? She is an elf”.
Legolas had his bow bend with an arrow pointed at Gimli before any of us could react. “Watch your words, Dwarf, or you will find all of them and your breath taken from you”.
“Whoa! Wait up a minute!” I said. “He naturally distrustful of Elves as you are of Dwarves. Let him go this time”. He relented and turned away in a huff.
“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost”, Frodo recited. “Those lines go with Aragorn’s name but I feel that they suit you well which why I have placed my faith in you”.
“I offer my skills in order to protect you, the Ringbearer”, I replied.
Frodo gasped and his hand flew up to the ring on his chest hidden under his clothes. “You have interesting skills which I’m sure you could use for evil, but if that was your desire you would of by now.”
“We must make haste and cover our tracks before the sun comes up” Legolas said. “Lady if you still refuse to tell us your name –I narrowed my eyes as an answer- we shall call you Feawen”.
Aragorn found this amusing and outwardly laughed as I scowled at Legolas**. I ran up my tree and went through my bags, searching for something. Gimli and the men were gathering the bodies into a pile while Legolas and the hobbits made another pile of weapons. I found the bottle of liquid I was looking for, so I jumped down and joined the others. As I walked around the two piles, sprinkling liquid from the bottle as I explained about how the liquid was a powerful elixir which could dissolve anything. All of the Fellowship looked at me with doubt as I said this, all save Legolas and Mithrandir. I ceased my circling and blew on to my hands. From my lips came a blue flame that flickered ever so slightly in the soft wind. With powerful intent I threw this at the orcs and their weapons while chanting: “Mizuto hono, tokeru warui dobutsu”*. Just as I had explained, the orcs melted into nothing and the ground was clean again with no signs of battle. Everyone including, Legolas and Mithrandir, were speechless with shock and surprise. Boromir was the first to find his tongue. “Elf-witch,” he spat, the fear in this face evident. “Now we know we can never trust you. She will curse us or kill us all in our sleep.”
“Do not speak evil of Lady Feawen,” countered Gimli, surprising me. “for she has saved us much trouble. The Ringbearer is right. If it had been her intent to cause harm to us she would of by now.”
“He speaks true, Boromir,” I said, smirking now that I had found a new ally. “I do not wish to cause you harm. But if you can not speak good of me, you shall not speak at all.” I clicked my fingers, muttered the right words and walked off smirking again. He tried to reply but he found he couldn’t. I explained that I had put a spell on him but it wouldn’t hurt him and it was just temporarily put there. Legolas lightly jumped up my tree, as elves do, and grabbed my stuff. He lugged it down, obviously surprised at the weight of it, and shoved the two suitcases into Boromir’s hands. “Carry these for the Lady,” he said “and she may forgive you”. He gently handed me my backpack and weapons before stalking off to retrieve his own weapons. We all continued to walk towards the unknown. Our travels were uneventful as we got closer to Caradhras, the mountain we were doomed to fail. The arrival of Crebain of Dunland dampened everyone’s spirits but the thought of a bed at other side of the mountain cheered everyone up again. Especially because they thought it to be relatively easy trip. How wrong they were…

* This is Japanese. I speak only a little of it so I used a Japanese Dictionary. I apologise because I know that the sentence wasn’t formed correctly.

** Feawen means spirit maiden and I am referring to the fact that Legolas is trying to insult me by calling me a spirited maiden in an offensive way.