The Siren's Call
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,886
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings book series and movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Part 3
It seemed a long time before Seremela ever began her tale, but it was only a few moments. Her small hands were shaking and her breath was shallow and deep. Slowly, her voice began to shake as she spoke.
“I am the last of my kind. Sauman's helper, Banagan, has killed all of my kind.” She began, but was halted by Gimli.
“I thought you Sirens could not die?”
“We can, if you take the jewel in the middle of our heads.” She stated, fingering the small stone. “It’s our Call. , the source of our power.” Taking a large breath, she continued. “You see, Sauman needs mine, trying to use the others he found theirs are not a strong as mine. I am the princess and have more power than any of my other people. For Banagan to being Sauman back, he needs mine.”
“So,” Merry began slowly, he wondered if this was so strange ploy to kill them all. “If he gets your Call, you die, and Sauman returns.”
“With my powers.”
“What powers do you have?” Sam asked.
“I can bewitch with my voice. Bring danger or Happiness. Kill or bring to life.” She stated, glancing around. She knew they did not trust her, but she knew they would trust her before the end.
“I say that we help her get to the Boat my friend.” Faramir stated as he glanced around the round. “What do you say, Aragon?”
“I say Aye.”
The room suddenly filled with cheers of Ayes. Seremela smiled at them all and decided that they were all great. Only Gimli still remained quiet.
“I will as long as she does not bewitch me.” Gimli’s gruff voice said over the crowds.
“Gimli, she will not bewitch you,” Aragon said.
“I promise, Gimli, that I will not bewitch you.” Seremela replied.
“If you are so powerful, why do you need our help?” Legolas asked as he leaned forward.
“That, Legolas, well be explained for another time.” Seremela said as she laid a gentle hand on Aragon’s arm. “For now, I need to rest.”
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“I am the last of my kind. Sauman's helper, Banagan, has killed all of my kind.” She began, but was halted by Gimli.
“I thought you Sirens could not die?”
“We can, if you take the jewel in the middle of our heads.” She stated, fingering the small stone. “It’s our Call. , the source of our power.” Taking a large breath, she continued. “You see, Sauman needs mine, trying to use the others he found theirs are not a strong as mine. I am the princess and have more power than any of my other people. For Banagan to being Sauman back, he needs mine.”
“So,” Merry began slowly, he wondered if this was so strange ploy to kill them all. “If he gets your Call, you die, and Sauman returns.”
“With my powers.”
“What powers do you have?” Sam asked.
“I can bewitch with my voice. Bring danger or Happiness. Kill or bring to life.” She stated, glancing around. She knew they did not trust her, but she knew they would trust her before the end.
“I say that we help her get to the Boat my friend.” Faramir stated as he glanced around the round. “What do you say, Aragon?”
“I say Aye.”
The room suddenly filled with cheers of Ayes. Seremela smiled at them all and decided that they were all great. Only Gimli still remained quiet.
“I will as long as she does not bewitch me.” Gimli’s gruff voice said over the crowds.
“Gimli, she will not bewitch you,” Aragon said.
“I promise, Gimli, that I will not bewitch you.” Seremela replied.
“If you are so powerful, why do you need our help?” Legolas asked as he leaned forward.
“That, Legolas, well be explained for another time.” Seremela said as she laid a gentle hand on Aragon’s arm. “For now, I need to rest.”
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P.S. If you guys want more of this story, please review. I would like to know what you think of it. Even construtive critasisim is great.....................Thank YOu