Strange Love
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,317
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 4
Category: Lord of the Rings
Rating: R
Couples: Elrond/?, Elladan/Elrohir/? & Glorfindel/Erestor
Warnings: Major (Tw)incest, AU, Blood, Angst, Torture, implied Rape & My First fic with explicit Sex
Chapter: 4
Copyright: Characters & places © By Tolkien, Plot © by me
Author’s note: *...* is mind speech and memories, but the context will definitely show you what situation is at hand, so no nagging about it please. Reviews will be answered at the bottom of the page.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
He had been strapped to a stone table, while their freezing hands roved his. He barely noticed the cold as he realized the horrible truth; they knew. They knew of Vilya and who possessed her. The shudders that ran through his body grew worse as they neared the finger she was on. Two fingers… They switched to the middle finger. Elrond started to sweat when that finger was released. How could he possibly prevent them from finding her? The moment he fought, they would know for sure he had her and…
He stopped dead in his thought when he heard the sharp screech of a Ringwraith angered. Cold surrounded his finger. She was gone! A conversation with Gil-Galad came unbidden to his mind.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
*I entrust her to you, Elrond. Vilya is yours.*
*But, Gil…*
*No buts, Elrond, you foresaw my death. She needs to be borne by some one I can trust; she can trust.*
*Gil…*
*There is no time; we must march… For Oropher has gone without us. Just this, Elrond; beware tonight, for she might have gone.*
*Gone?*
*Yes. Now listen; Vilya might not be as powerful as Sauron’s One, but she’s not weak either. When in great need, she can – by the mere power of her will – grow and shrink like His’. That means that great emotions could trigger it also. And what greater emotion can there be than the loss of her former bearer?*
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
And what greater need there could be than when her bearer falls into the hands of the enemy? Elrond almost rejoiced at the thought that she must have grown and thus slipped of his finger when he had been captured. Almost…
She now lay somewhere in Redhorn Pass and how big was the chance the few who knew her as such would find her before the enemy did? Too small… What was he going to do?
Again his thoughts were interrupted by the fell voice of one of the Nazgûl.
“We have no need of him anymore. Do as you wish, whatever you wish.”
Elrond watched in horror as they left and the orcs closed in on his defenceless body.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
“The fresh snow hid their tracks. We won’t be able to follow them.” Glorfindel looked hopelessly to both sites, as if he hoped some orc would appear and lead them to the taken lord.
“There have to be some clues!” Elladan in his anger kicked against one of the stones on the steep hillside that flanked the path on one side. The stone rolled a bit, revealing something bleu and gold. A ring…
Galadriel blanched as she was shown the ring with the question whether it had belonged to their father or not. She might actually have collapsed had her husband not supported her.
“Galadriel? Are you well?”
“No… yes… I…” She was lost in her own thoughts.
“Dearnaneth? Is it his?”
“It… yes, it is. And you finding her is a bode of great evil.”
“What!? What do you mean?” Elladan’s voice sounded like it was but mere bits of becoming hysterical.
“It… It is Vilya, mightiest of the Three. Elrond bore her… and her abandoning of him… It bodes great evil, for she never did that before. He might not live to see peace again.”
*/\*/\*/\*/\*/\*/\*/\*
Dear Mimi, I’m glad you like my story, but I’m afraid I must disappoint you; the only reason I update this fast is because the first few chapter were already finished, because I’m posting this on another site as well. Once all of them have been posted, I’m afraid it will take me month’s too to update this story. After all, it’s not my only one… (well, it’s on this site, but not on the other I’m posting at.)
Rating: R
Couples: Elrond/?, Elladan/Elrohir/? & Glorfindel/Erestor
Warnings: Major (Tw)incest, AU, Blood, Angst, Torture, implied Rape & My First fic with explicit Sex
Chapter: 4
Copyright: Characters & places © By Tolkien, Plot © by me
Author’s note: *...* is mind speech and memories, but the context will definitely show you what situation is at hand, so no nagging about it please. Reviews will be answered at the bottom of the page.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
He had been strapped to a stone table, while their freezing hands roved his. He barely noticed the cold as he realized the horrible truth; they knew. They knew of Vilya and who possessed her. The shudders that ran through his body grew worse as they neared the finger she was on. Two fingers… They switched to the middle finger. Elrond started to sweat when that finger was released. How could he possibly prevent them from finding her? The moment he fought, they would know for sure he had her and…
He stopped dead in his thought when he heard the sharp screech of a Ringwraith angered. Cold surrounded his finger. She was gone! A conversation with Gil-Galad came unbidden to his mind.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
*I entrust her to you, Elrond. Vilya is yours.*
*But, Gil…*
*No buts, Elrond, you foresaw my death. She needs to be borne by some one I can trust; she can trust.*
*Gil…*
*There is no time; we must march… For Oropher has gone without us. Just this, Elrond; beware tonight, for she might have gone.*
*Gone?*
*Yes. Now listen; Vilya might not be as powerful as Sauron’s One, but she’s not weak either. When in great need, she can – by the mere power of her will – grow and shrink like His’. That means that great emotions could trigger it also. And what greater emotion can there be than the loss of her former bearer?*
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
And what greater need there could be than when her bearer falls into the hands of the enemy? Elrond almost rejoiced at the thought that she must have grown and thus slipped of his finger when he had been captured. Almost…
She now lay somewhere in Redhorn Pass and how big was the chance the few who knew her as such would find her before the enemy did? Too small… What was he going to do?
Again his thoughts were interrupted by the fell voice of one of the Nazgûl.
“We have no need of him anymore. Do as you wish, whatever you wish.”
Elrond watched in horror as they left and the orcs closed in on his defenceless body.
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
“The fresh snow hid their tracks. We won’t be able to follow them.” Glorfindel looked hopelessly to both sites, as if he hoped some orc would appear and lead them to the taken lord.
“There have to be some clues!” Elladan in his anger kicked against one of the stones on the steep hillside that flanked the path on one side. The stone rolled a bit, revealing something bleu and gold. A ring…
Galadriel blanched as she was shown the ring with the question whether it had belonged to their father or not. She might actually have collapsed had her husband not supported her.
“Galadriel? Are you well?”
“No… yes… I…” She was lost in her own thoughts.
“Dearnaneth? Is it his?”
“It… yes, it is. And you finding her is a bode of great evil.”
“What!? What do you mean?” Elladan’s voice sounded like it was but mere bits of becoming hysterical.
“It… It is Vilya, mightiest of the Three. Elrond bore her… and her abandoning of him… It bodes great evil, for she never did that before. He might not live to see peace again.”
*/\*/\*/\*/\*/\*/\*/\*
Dear Mimi, I’m glad you like my story, but I’m afraid I must disappoint you; the only reason I update this fast is because the first few chapter were already finished, because I’m posting this on another site as well. Once all of them have been posted, I’m afraid it will take me month’s too to update this story. After all, it’s not my only one… (well, it’s on this site, but not on the other I’m posting at.)