Legolas traipsed ahead of the group restlessly moving on. An old woman stood in our path Legolas stepped forward bravely, contradicting the woman's stare.
"Excuse me 'mam" Legolas offered his empty hands to show he meant no harm "Might we pass?" The woman stared at him before twitching a little.
"Noooooo..." A hiss-like whisper slid from her lips. The world blanked out and Tywien reached for Legolas's hand. I reach for Bofur as a blackness descends on us.
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After what seems like forever we all wake up in a garden. I rub my back where a stinging old pain had been for a while was gone. Tywien rubbed her neck where a faint pink line had once been, even Bofur seemed more alive and well than before.
"Where are we?" Asks Tywien, speaking all our thoughts.
"I haven't the faintest idea." Legolas replied, leaning down to smell a rose. An odd almost happy, homesick look crossed his face for only a fleeting moment. I sniff a daffodil, it smells like the flowers our mother kept and took care of in front of our cottage while we were growing up.
"Why, hello!" A kind faced old lady appears.
"Who are you?" Asks Tywien. The lady looks at her with an odd, unreadable expression.
"I'm Grandmother Cook, the good!" She says, smiling "And my home is yours!" There is something familiar about her that I can't quite put my finger on. She turns to lead us to her ivy coated hovel, and I realize whats off about her, about this place...
"Goodness, there's no way out of your garden miss!" Bofur says.
"Oh?" Grandmother Cook turns her head and an evil glint flashes in her eye. A snowflake touches Tywien's dark hair and I turn. A hot sun beats down on one part of the garden and yet snow falls in the part that we stand in.
"Cook?" Legolas asks walking forward once again "Is there something you need to tell us?" Cook waves her hand and the ivy covering the hovel pulls away turning on us. Tywien and I draw our swords and Bofur moves towards the back.
The ivy arms grow spikes and coil back ready for the kill. Legolas slices off what he can while Tywien bats the arms away from Bofur. I run towards the roots to kill it at the source. I find a grotesque clump of roots thumping like a beating heart. I drive my sword deep into what ever it is.
"Kili?!" Tywien's voice calls "The monster is finished, do you see Cook?" I look around, no one in sight.
"No one here!" I call back.
"Then we keep moving!" Legolas calls.
Then we keep moving...
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Kiliel
FanfictionThe Hobbit: Battle of the Five armies has just occurred, Tauriel is in a grieving state of mind believing that Kili is gone for good. Kili, however is brought back by Thranduil, who out of love for Tauriel is sending him on a quest to gain immortali...
