Sue #9
I'm pretty happy today. Someone reviewed one of my fics, I've got some great ideas for my website, I get to see almost all my friends tonight at 7, the troll I sent to Pottersues was featured, I got a decent night sleep, it's saturday, no homework... the only thing that's sort-of not good is I've got some housework to do... Why am I telling you this? Because I've had the crappiest three weeks of drama-drama-drama (all of it BAD) and now that things are good I'm a bit scared....
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TITLE: Quest for Love
PERPETRATOR: Frodo01228
FANDOM: Lord of the Rings
SUMMARY: Elenwë is now 18 and her best friend, Eldarion son of Aragorn is going to visit. However, something is different about this visit that her parents won't tell her. What could they possibly be hiding? Sequel to A New Life.
RATED: M (but it's really not that bad, more like a T.)
STATUS: Complete
NAME: Elenwë
SPECIES: Elf
HAIR: Blonde, according to "A New Life"
EYES: Blue, like her father's, according to "A New Life"
ORIGIN: Daughter of Legolas and Niphredil.
CANON CONNECTIONS: Daughter of Legolas and a Sue named Niphredil, and has a younger brother named Finwë. Best friend is Eldarion, who she has been arranged to marry. Gimli is married and has a son, who she is friends with.
SPECIAL TALENTS/ABILITIES: Can read a white spell to reverse the stupid black spell or whatever, and she can clean Eldarion's wounds.
FEATURES/MARKINGS: None mentioned.
NOTABLE POSSESSIONS: A blue dress that is described in total purple prose fashion, a personal garden created from a flower Eldarion gave her when they were 2.
NOTES: The sample is first the description of her blue dress, and then it moves onto a full passage. Oh god, Saruman's back, probably from that stupid poem that twit of a boy read... Doesn't focus totally on the romance, or else I'd be vomiting right now, but the "Saruman comes back from the dead and there's a black and white book and spells and rituals" thing was annoying and VERY much like a bad Disney soap opera.
The dress had beautiful embroidery at the collar and sleeves. Vines of pale flowers trailed down the seam on each sleeve and surrounded her neckline. A silver ringlet welded in the fashion of the same flowers was set upon her head. A few strands of her hair was braided on each side and held in the back with a silver clasp.
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Elenwë woke when their cell was opened. The three friends watched as Orcs entered.
“Come on you brats. Time for you to die,” the first Orc said, poking Elenwë with the handle of his whip.
She and Garig helped Eldarion to his feet before the three were roughly grabbed, and their hands were bound tightly. They were taken to the top of the tower where Saruman waited. The full moon shone directly over them, and clouds swirled about it. Saruman began to chant as the children were forced to their knees, and the Orcs began to circle the dark ceremony.
A secret kept
was once foretold
The parents, Finwë, and Gandalf arrived and raced into the tower.
To hunt the young
and save the old.
They searched every room calling the children’s names.
Soon the full moon will tell,
Saruman grabbed Elenwë and roughly pulled her hand up. His touch sent fearful chills down her spine.
And hate will cast its wicked spell.
He ran the dagger across her palm slowly while an Orc came and caught the drawn blood in a vial.
Revenge will rise up from its grave,
He did the same to each child then took the vial from the Orc.
And spill the blood of foolish knaves.
He drank the blood just as the others burst onto the tower. The skeleton shattered, and everyone looked around.
“You’re too late,” a voice said from behind them. All looked to find Finwë standing beside the open trabbed door smirking. His eyes were red. “The spell is finished, and I now possess the body of Finwë Greenleaf.” His voice was that of Saruman.
“No!” Both Niphredil and Elenwë cried.
Finwë raised his hand to his face and flexed his fingers. “Hmm, he is younger than I anticipated.” He dropped his hand and shrugged. “No matter.” He stepped forward, and Legolas notched an arrow in his bow. “Oh, come, come, elf. If you truly could kill me, Saruman the Dark Wizard, would you dare? Would you be able to live the rest of your days knowing it was you that murdered your only son?” He smiled wickedly. “Kill me, Ada.” His voice had changed to Finwë’s, taunting Legolas and daring him.
Niphredil let out a strangled cry, her hands on her mouth, while Legolas hesitated. His hands shook as he tried to convince himself that the monster before him was no longer the son he loved. The bow fell from his trembling fingers clattering on the dark stone of the tower.
Finwë laughed, his voice Saruman’s once more. “There is none that can kill me! Not even Gandalf the White, or his precious “White Book” for the one that must read it is dead!”
The Orcs surrounded the adults as Finwë paced before them. Elenwë and her friends were forgotten.
“We must find this white book,” Eldarion whispered.
Elenwë nodded, her eyes wide in fear. “I will go,” she whispered back. “Perhaps I can read it.”
“Careful lassie,” Garig muttered.
Elenwë cut her bonds on the dagger lying forgotten on the floor. She left the blade with her friends as she slipped through the unwatched trap door.
Finwë took a sword from an Orc and paced before the adults. “Perhaps I should kill the wizard first so he will no longer meddle in my plans.” He stopped before Legolas and Niphredil. “But my revenge would be much sweeter if I killed Finwë’s parents first.”
Niphredil gripped Legolas’s arm, and his hand covered hers as Finwë stepped forward.
“Goodbye, Naneth,” Finwë said in his own voice once more as he raised his sword above his head.
“Evil’s hate has had its fun,” Elenwë’s voice suddenly said.
Finwë whirled around. She held the White Book in her hands open to the exact center.
“No, you cannot read it!” Finwë cried in Saruman’s voice.
“The storm will now pass,” she continued.
“A sister?” Finwë whirled around to face his parents once more. “Why did you not tell me the fool had a sister!”
“And now evil will be undone.”
He turned back to Elenwë who was standing but a few yards from him. “I will kill you,” he growled, muttering a spell under his breath.
“Release the prisoner you have taken,” she said.
Finwë’s sword began to glow.
“And be returned to your deadly fate,” she whispered.
Finwë’s eyes widened then returned to their natural color of the sea. A shadow flew from his body, howling, and charged at Elenwë who screamed.
“Return to your grave!” Gandalf shouted, pointing his glowing staff at the shadow.
The shadow wailed then flew away. The full moon was veiled, and it began to rain just as Finwë collapsed.
If you have any Sues that you'd like to be features, send them in! I accept trolls and most fandoms!
TITLE: Quest for Love
PERPETRATOR: Frodo01228
FANDOM: Lord of the Rings
SUMMARY: Elenwë is now 18 and her best friend, Eldarion son of Aragorn is going to visit. However, something is different about this visit that her parents won't tell her. What could they possibly be hiding? Sequel to A New Life.
RATED: M (but it's really not that bad, more like a T.)
STATUS: Complete
NAME: Elenwë
SPECIES: Elf
HAIR: Blonde, according to "A New Life"
EYES: Blue, like her father's, according to "A New Life"
ORIGIN: Daughter of Legolas and Niphredil.
CANON CONNECTIONS: Daughter of Legolas and a Sue named Niphredil, and has a younger brother named Finwë. Best friend is Eldarion, who she has been arranged to marry. Gimli is married and has a son, who she is friends with.
SPECIAL TALENTS/ABILITIES: Can read a white spell to reverse the stupid black spell or whatever, and she can clean Eldarion's wounds.
FEATURES/MARKINGS: None mentioned.
NOTABLE POSSESSIONS: A blue dress that is described in total purple prose fashion, a personal garden created from a flower Eldarion gave her when they were 2.
NOTES: The sample is first the description of her blue dress, and then it moves onto a full passage. Oh god, Saruman's back, probably from that stupid poem that twit of a boy read... Doesn't focus totally on the romance, or else I'd be vomiting right now, but the "Saruman comes back from the dead and there's a black and white book and spells and rituals" thing was annoying and VERY much like a bad Disney soap opera.
The dress had beautiful embroidery at the collar and sleeves. Vines of pale flowers trailed down the seam on each sleeve and surrounded her neckline. A silver ringlet welded in the fashion of the same flowers was set upon her head. A few strands of her hair was braided on each side and held in the back with a silver clasp.
---------------------------------------------------------
Elenwë woke when their cell was opened. The three friends watched as Orcs entered.
“Come on you brats. Time for you to die,” the first Orc said, poking Elenwë with the handle of his whip.
She and Garig helped Eldarion to his feet before the three were roughly grabbed, and their hands were bound tightly. They were taken to the top of the tower where Saruman waited. The full moon shone directly over them, and clouds swirled about it. Saruman began to chant as the children were forced to their knees, and the Orcs began to circle the dark ceremony.
A secret kept
was once foretold
The parents, Finwë, and Gandalf arrived and raced into the tower.
To hunt the young
and save the old.
They searched every room calling the children’s names.
Soon the full moon will tell,
Saruman grabbed Elenwë and roughly pulled her hand up. His touch sent fearful chills down her spine.
And hate will cast its wicked spell.
He ran the dagger across her palm slowly while an Orc came and caught the drawn blood in a vial.
Revenge will rise up from its grave,
He did the same to each child then took the vial from the Orc.
And spill the blood of foolish knaves.
He drank the blood just as the others burst onto the tower. The skeleton shattered, and everyone looked around.
“You’re too late,” a voice said from behind them. All looked to find Finwë standing beside the open trabbed door smirking. His eyes were red. “The spell is finished, and I now possess the body of Finwë Greenleaf.” His voice was that of Saruman.
“No!” Both Niphredil and Elenwë cried.
Finwë raised his hand to his face and flexed his fingers. “Hmm, he is younger than I anticipated.” He dropped his hand and shrugged. “No matter.” He stepped forward, and Legolas notched an arrow in his bow. “Oh, come, come, elf. If you truly could kill me, Saruman the Dark Wizard, would you dare? Would you be able to live the rest of your days knowing it was you that murdered your only son?” He smiled wickedly. “Kill me, Ada.” His voice had changed to Finwë’s, taunting Legolas and daring him.
Niphredil let out a strangled cry, her hands on her mouth, while Legolas hesitated. His hands shook as he tried to convince himself that the monster before him was no longer the son he loved. The bow fell from his trembling fingers clattering on the dark stone of the tower.
Finwë laughed, his voice Saruman’s once more. “There is none that can kill me! Not even Gandalf the White, or his precious “White Book” for the one that must read it is dead!”
The Orcs surrounded the adults as Finwë paced before them. Elenwë and her friends were forgotten.
“We must find this white book,” Eldarion whispered.
Elenwë nodded, her eyes wide in fear. “I will go,” she whispered back. “Perhaps I can read it.”
“Careful lassie,” Garig muttered.
Elenwë cut her bonds on the dagger lying forgotten on the floor. She left the blade with her friends as she slipped through the unwatched trap door.
Finwë took a sword from an Orc and paced before the adults. “Perhaps I should kill the wizard first so he will no longer meddle in my plans.” He stopped before Legolas and Niphredil. “But my revenge would be much sweeter if I killed Finwë’s parents first.”
Niphredil gripped Legolas’s arm, and his hand covered hers as Finwë stepped forward.
“Goodbye, Naneth,” Finwë said in his own voice once more as he raised his sword above his head.
“Evil’s hate has had its fun,” Elenwë’s voice suddenly said.
Finwë whirled around. She held the White Book in her hands open to the exact center.
“No, you cannot read it!” Finwë cried in Saruman’s voice.
“The storm will now pass,” she continued.
“A sister?” Finwë whirled around to face his parents once more. “Why did you not tell me the fool had a sister!”
“And now evil will be undone.”
He turned back to Elenwë who was standing but a few yards from him. “I will kill you,” he growled, muttering a spell under his breath.
“Release the prisoner you have taken,” she said.
Finwë’s sword began to glow.
“And be returned to your deadly fate,” she whispered.
Finwë’s eyes widened then returned to their natural color of the sea. A shadow flew from his body, howling, and charged at Elenwë who screamed.
“Return to your grave!” Gandalf shouted, pointing his glowing staff at the shadow.
The shadow wailed then flew away. The full moon was veiled, and it began to rain just as Finwë collapsed.