LOTR: The Untold Tale (A Legolas/OFC Romance)

A journey to the unknown...

Ithilwen's POV
Waking up in a cold sweat I try to calm my breathing. The nightmare's were so common as a child that i shouldn't be effected anymore. Unfortunately, they seem to be getting so vivid i can almost feel the dark presence surrounding me even in my waking hours. 

The large fiery, dragon-like eye has brought paranoia to my everyday life. In my sleep it seems to be searching for something, or maybe it is a someone.

Turning to face my alarm clock I groan in frustration. 3:21AM. 

Getting out of bed, I walk into my already lit bathroom and look into my full length mirror. I was always odd-looking. My white hair fell to my waist in soft silky waves. My eyes were by far my most noticed asset, although not always in the way I would like.

They were beautiful; blue and purple with faint traces of black.  But it seemed only I thought them to be beautiful as I was the subject for much ridicule throughout my school-years. Even my colleagues to this day consider my abnormality's an abomination of nature. 

My eyes continue to gaze at my 5'11" frame through the mirror. I was pale, that's for sure, I never seemed to tan unlike the rest of the kids at the orphanage where I spent my childhood. Curves were present in all the right places. But my milky skin was not flawless. 

An old scar was located on my left shoulder from being shot with a small handgun, during a robbery on my first year on the force. I had made a split second decision to jump in front of a hostage as one of the masked assailants delivered a fatal shot. When I woke up I was told I was lucky to had survived.

It has been exactly one year since that event and I still remember every detail. How could I not? It's not everyday you get shot on your birthday. I remember the date on my bedroom calendar, today I am 21. 

I turn away from my mirror and remove each item of clothing on my way to the shower. As I reach my destination I turn on the cold water and jump in. The water is refreshing. It runs down my body and I am not surprised that i do not feel the cold. Even as a child the cold never bothered me. 

Standing there I think of the day ahead and before I know it an hour has passed. Bolting out of the shower I run for my uniform and shimmy into it. Jumping on one foot around the room as i try to get my legs into my pants. 

Whilst doing this I forget about my book lying on the floor and in mere moments I am sprawled spread eagle on the floor staring at my carpet as my alarm decides to go off.  

'So much for being my usual graceful self' I think to myself. No time for breakfast, I bounce back up and jump into my boots. Sprinting down the stairs I grab my holster and gun. I'm out the door and down the street.

I manage to run three blocks when all of a sudden I am dragged into an alleyway. Trying to kick my assailant I loss my footing and find myself for the second time today, sprawled out on the hard ground. 

(From here on out bold italics will be Black speech and italics only will be Elvish).

Looking up I have to cover my mouth to suppress the scream caught in my throat. A gruesome looking creature stood towering over me. His ugly yellow eyes stared at me with such hatred I felt a cold shiver throughout my body. "You are the one my master seeks. So much trouble for such an insignificant human. The only thing your kind is good for is food." 

I continue to watch him, a look of confusion making its way across my face. It reaches for me and I snap out of my trance, promptly kicking him between the legs. He falls to his knees as I jump to my feet and make to run. Not even making two steps before a large rotting hand wraps around my boot and I stumble to the ground. 

"Your not going anywhere bitch. Except to Saruman." I honestly don't care what this thing is saying now I just want to get free of it. No sooner than the thought had entered my mind I felt the ground give out from beneath me. Very aware of the hand still around my ankle I am now falling.

I don't remember much after that except landing very hardly and blacking out.