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Adult +
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CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
DRIFTWOOD
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
Will stood at the wheel, while Thranduil sat high up in the rigging enjoying a cool light breeze. A noise made them both look up at the sky. A large metal bird flew over head; it paused and hung in the air. A dazzling flash and it exploded with a blinding white heat.
Will knew no more until she woke him, “William can you hear me?” Calypso’s voice was hoarse and emotional.
“Cal…” Will tried to move but a wave of weakness stopped him.
“It has come to pass; the bastards have managed to ruin the planet. My oceans, my seas” her voice cracked with pain and anger.
With some effort Will forced his eyes open, all was red except for a large white mushroom shaped cloud, “What is that?” he gasped out.
“That is dishonest death and man made horror” Calypso hissed.
Painfully Will sat up looking around him he asked, “Where is my ship, where is Thranduil?”
“Safe, what is left of human race does not deserve the Dutchman, ship or man” his god was wounded and Will had no idea what he could do to help her. “Your crew have been sent to glory, they are blessed. You my William still have your destiny.”
“My destiny is never ending it seems” replied Will.
“Your destiny is ever changing” Calypso corrected him.
“Same difference” he muttered.
“Guardian of the seas, guardian of the ring” Calypso breathed the words.
Will looked at the hand where the nondescript gold band fitted his finger so snugly, “This world was not so immune to the ring after all?” He asked quietly.
“This world had no need of a ring to help it to its destruction” Calypso growled “this is not the rings fault only man is to blame here.”
“What do you want me to do?” Will asked ready to obey her any wish.
“Sweet obedient William, you will not like my answer” a little humour entered her voice.
“Tell me all the same” he replied.
“I am returning you and your mate to Middle Earth, to assist in any way you can this unspoiled world. I will help you when you need me and as soon as my seas and oceans have healed the Dutchman once more will have a captain.” She waited for his reaction.
“Your right I would prefer not to return to Middle Earth so soon but with Thranduil by my side I’m sure I will survive it. They will ask about Cirdan?”
“Tell them he comforts a goddess and is safe in her embrace” Calypso’s words faded away.
Will felt sand beneath his fingers and groaned; with less effort than he thought he managed to roll over on to his back. Without opening his eyes he knew the sun was shining brightly.
“Thran” he called hoping for a reply.
When his answer was only silence, Will stiffly sat up and eased his eyes open. Squinting he looked to his left and there lay Thranduil. He shuffled himself closer to his lover and poked him in the shoulder, the elf groaned almost theatrically.
“No, one should feel like this unless they’ve drank a keg or two of Miruvor” moaned Thranduil “make the world go away.” He added for good measure.
“It has” came Will’s pragmatic reply.
Thranduil moved far too quickly and regretted it immediately, groaning he bit out, “Care to explain?”
“From what Calypso said man has ruined my world and doesn’t deserve us any more or at least until it’s all fixed up again.” Will was beginning to feel physically better.
“Sounds about right for man” grunted Thranduil.
This time Thranduil eased himself into a sitting position, “Ruined, how?”
“I’m not sure but I think it probably had something to do with that metal bird exploding” Will’s eyes held shadows.
“You were never meant for that world” scowled Thranduil.
“Even if that were so, who else have they got to grieve for them” Will felt hollow and empty.
Thranduil pulled him into a warm embrace, “This coast line looks familiar.”
“Grey Havens” muffled Will.
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
Will stood at the wheel, while Thranduil sat high up in the rigging enjoying a cool light breeze. A noise made them both look up at the sky. A large metal bird flew over head; it paused and hung in the air. A dazzling flash and it exploded with a blinding white heat.
Will knew no more until she woke him, “William can you hear me?” Calypso’s voice was hoarse and emotional.
“Cal…” Will tried to move but a wave of weakness stopped him.
“It has come to pass; the bastards have managed to ruin the planet. My oceans, my seas” her voice cracked with pain and anger.
With some effort Will forced his eyes open, all was red except for a large white mushroom shaped cloud, “What is that?” he gasped out.
“That is dishonest death and man made horror” Calypso hissed.
Painfully Will sat up looking around him he asked, “Where is my ship, where is Thranduil?”
“Safe, what is left of human race does not deserve the Dutchman, ship or man” his god was wounded and Will had no idea what he could do to help her. “Your crew have been sent to glory, they are blessed. You my William still have your destiny.”
“My destiny is never ending it seems” replied Will.
“Your destiny is ever changing” Calypso corrected him.
“Same difference” he muttered.
“Guardian of the seas, guardian of the ring” Calypso breathed the words.
Will looked at the hand where the nondescript gold band fitted his finger so snugly, “This world was not so immune to the ring after all?” He asked quietly.
“This world had no need of a ring to help it to its destruction” Calypso growled “this is not the rings fault only man is to blame here.”
“What do you want me to do?” Will asked ready to obey her any wish.
“Sweet obedient William, you will not like my answer” a little humour entered her voice.
“Tell me all the same” he replied.
“I am returning you and your mate to Middle Earth, to assist in any way you can this unspoiled world. I will help you when you need me and as soon as my seas and oceans have healed the Dutchman once more will have a captain.” She waited for his reaction.
“Your right I would prefer not to return to Middle Earth so soon but with Thranduil by my side I’m sure I will survive it. They will ask about Cirdan?”
“Tell them he comforts a goddess and is safe in her embrace” Calypso’s words faded away.
Will felt sand beneath his fingers and groaned; with less effort than he thought he managed to roll over on to his back. Without opening his eyes he knew the sun was shining brightly.
“Thran” he called hoping for a reply.
When his answer was only silence, Will stiffly sat up and eased his eyes open. Squinting he looked to his left and there lay Thranduil. He shuffled himself closer to his lover and poked him in the shoulder, the elf groaned almost theatrically.
“No, one should feel like this unless they’ve drank a keg or two of Miruvor” moaned Thranduil “make the world go away.” He added for good measure.
“It has” came Will’s pragmatic reply.
Thranduil moved far too quickly and regretted it immediately, groaning he bit out, “Care to explain?”
“From what Calypso said man has ruined my world and doesn’t deserve us any more or at least until it’s all fixed up again.” Will was beginning to feel physically better.
“Sounds about right for man” grunted Thranduil.
This time Thranduil eased himself into a sitting position, “Ruined, how?”
“I’m not sure but I think it probably had something to do with that metal bird exploding” Will’s eyes held shadows.
“You were never meant for that world” scowled Thranduil.
“Even if that were so, who else have they got to grieve for them” Will felt hollow and empty.
Thranduil pulled him into a warm embrace, “This coast line looks familiar.”
“Grey Havens” muffled Will.