My Dreams, My Heaven

Author note: okay I’m going to do my best to continue writing but just to let y'all know I live a very chaotic life at the moment I am currently working on moving out and will soon be living with my boyfriend! I am very excited we have been waiting for this moment for a very long time! He came all the way up to Seattle just to be with me and he has decided to move here to Seattle so we can be together! so chapters may be slow in coming while I get my stuff packed away and moved into my new apartment, and I will do my best to correct any errors I make but you must forgive me I have never been good at grammar or spelling 0_o. Oh and one more thing I wrote my own email address wrong!!! Can you believe that!! I told y'all I was an idiot! So if anyone wants to contact me because I am still looking for someone who has a very kind heart and would not mind helping a grammar challenged writer find errors she may have missed...please? Contact me at the address below or leave a comment saying you would not mind. I will be deeply in your dept if you decide you would like to.

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Italic = indicates thoughts

- Twins are yummy- = indicates the twins mind speaking to each other

'Elves' = means elvish being spoken

* Action * = indicates something being done physically by a character

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My Dreams, My Heaven
Chapter 2

Darkness surrounded him but it wasn’t frightening it was...comforting almost, refreshing. It covered him like a blanket protecting him, and then he saw it faint at first but then it grew drawing him in ensnaring him with its beauty. All he wanted to do was go towards it; he felt this was what he had been waiting for, hoping and praying for each night. But then he felt a pull, a sharp tug taking him away from the light he had so longed for!


No I wont go back don’t take me back there! Please I beg of you let me go, let me die!


Then he was falling, wind rushed past his ears his hair flew around him, and he kept falling and falling it seemed it would never end that he was doomed to fall for eternity! Then he found the bottom. Hitting the ground beneath him crying out in shock and agony, now light was all around him not darkness.

As he looked around he saw he was no longer in the attic room or in a void of black but somewhere completely different...there was no concrete; no buildings, no cars, no smog, and he didn’t smell the awful stench of decay.

Instead he smelled something sweet and felt soft ground. Las raised his brow wondering what it was for he had never felt something this soft...well he hadn’t felt a lot of soft things in his life anyway since he had spent mostly his entire life in that dreaded attic room.

So this was something totally different, his senses were completely overloaded with curiosity (curiosity was also something else he was not entirely used to) and wonder. He wanted to explore this world this place he had never seen.

"Heaven..." he breathed in a raspy voice, he had never really spoken much either mostly because he didn’t understand exactly how to speak...well he knew how he just didn’t no the words he wished to express. He knew how to read, a little. But he never dared say a word for fear his parents might hear and beat him again.

His curiosity strengthened when he saw huge trees, he had never seen a tree before and this one was huge! There were others just like it but all varied in size, height, and color. He wanted to touch it to feel what it felt like, smell it and look at it...everything was so beautiful. He pushed himself from the ground only to fall back down with a cry when pain shot through his body.

He gulped and tears fell from his eyes, if this was heaven why was he in pain! He thought all pain went away when you died that was what his parents had taunted him with. He may not have understood half the things his parents said but he could understand that phrase for they said it over and over again to him.

Never letting him forget why they didn’t just kill him and why they needed him despite how much they loathed him.

Drugs, alcohol, sex, his beloved book, and his dreams where about the only things he understood in his life. He tried to move again but pain once again shot though his body.

He looked at himself, completely naked, dried blood and semen all over him, his incredibly long hair that had never been cut in his life was snarled and hung heavy from his head. He checked to see what was causing him pain.

The pain was not as bad as it was when he had been in the attic. His chest no longer hurt and his entrance was no longer bleeding but it still hurt terribly. His head hurt immensely and he wondered if he had hit it on something, he must of for when he pulled his hand back from his head there was some fresh blood on it.

He huffed in frustration; he didn’t understand what was happening! He didn’t know whether to be terrified or happy! He wasn’t sure if he even wanted to be happy.


If this was heaven why in the hell did he hurt so much and why was he alone he thought that in heaven there would be lots of people who would love him and not hate him for his freakishness.

A sob escaped him when he realized he was very much alone now. Even though he had hated his parents so much because of what they did to him. He still craved human contact even if it had been brutal.

It was all he got and he had learned to settle for that. While he had not been happy, he had at least had people around.

He didn’t like the quiet this… place was quiet compared to what he was used too. He knew the sounds he had heard in his life and he knew the cause of them. Now he had no idea what was making the annoying twitter! Or that loud whoosh noise he kept hearing it sounded like water running in the sink downstairs in the kitchen but it was louder much louder as if a thousands sinks were all running!

And he didn’t know what kept making that sound that sounded like a moan!

He froze, he knew that sound and he knew why that sound was made. He heard other voices other moans and gasps. Whoever was making that noise wasn’t alone.

His heart leapt into his throat, he tried to breath in air but took his breaths to fast and began to hyperventilate.

There are people here! They are hurting someone I know they are but they aren’t doing anything! What if they drugged ‘em or killed ‘em!


It was so hard for him to breath he tried to calm himself and it seemed to be working until he heard the moans stop then he heard nothing. And he couldn’t breathe again.

They heard me they know Im here! They will hurt me too! They will, I know they will, I just know it!!

He sobbed tears falling from his eyes and dripping down his chin. His sobs just made it harder to breathe. He looked up and saw something that made his heart break and flutter in utter joy and amazment.

Three men stood in front of him. The one in the middle had golden hair just like he did and the most stunning blue eyes he had ever seen (and he hadn’t seen a lot) He was tall and slender and seemed so beautiful and so untouchable Las couldn’t believe he was real. He wasn’t even sure he was real.

But the two other men that flanked the golden one were completely identical both had long dark raven locks and silver grey eyes that seemed to hold wisdom far beyond anything he could comprehend and probably of anyone those two came across. They were taller than the one in the middle and broader in shoulder which made them look incredibly large compared the smaller man between them

Then recognition dawned on him, he knew those faces! He knew those eyes. He had dreamed of them every night, had cried in those arms and those lips those oh so beautiful lips kissed away his tears and made his hurts all better.

But instinct took over and he shimmied away from them crying out when to movement caused him extreme pain. The three came forward speaking to him but he couldn’t understand them, it sounded like nothing he had ever heard.

Now his senses were completely over lauded he was so confused, he body hurt, he couldn’t breathe right and now the refuge his dreams had provided him were suddenly before him, so many new things he couldn’t comprehend them fast enough! His vision began to swirl and he fell into the oblivion that unconsciousness gave to him.

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Legolas and the twins stared at the young child before them. It stared back at them in wonder and horror. Then it had tried to get away but that had proved too much and it had fainted.

Now the child lay in a heap upon the ground completely surrounded by the matted mess of its golden hair.

Elladan was the first to move toward it was now moving the hair out of the child’s face and looking at a nasty looking gash upon its forehead and upon closer inspection they discovered the child to be a male. At least that was they had originally thought until they got a good look at the poor thing. While checking the boy for other injuries which they found an abundance of they found small round breasts still developing helping them discern the child’s true age he looked to be his teenage years.

And that confused the Legolas the boy was clearly male! Yet he has developed breasts and he was about to question the twins about when Elrohir spoke.

‘Hermaphrodite’ he said rather bluntly acting more like his older twin.


Legolas stared at him ‘what?’

‘He said Hermaphrodite Love, though not many mortals do not use that term anymore and most elves do not either, that’s how we learned it. But this is strange most hermaphrodites do not live after birth and are mostly deformed in some other way, and are sometimes mentally, let say challenged? But he is well the best way to say this is er well perfect! He looks completely normal I bet his ears are even normal as well! See look’ Elladan moved the snarled hair to reveal one perfectly leaf shaped ear, pointed at the top just like there own.

Elladan gasped pulling his hand away as if burned. He looked to his to companions blurting out

‘He is an elf!’

Legolas rolled his eyes at Elladan, but he noticed Elrohir looked just as shocked. Now he was confused what was wrong with the poor child being a hermaphrodite he didn’t seem to have anything wrong with him other than his injuries.

‘What is wrong with him being an elf?’ Legolas’ brow creased when both twins looked at him in utter astonishment.

‘There have never been any elves in written history to ever be born as a hermaphrodite. This child is very special indeed’ Elladan nodded agreeing with his twin. ‘Aye My beloved twin, he is indeed special’


TBC…


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