When Worlds Collide
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Category:
Lord of the Rings Movies › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
4,820
Reviews:
7
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 5
Fic: When Worlds Collided (5/?)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash M/M Sexual situation. AU, Crossover
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor, Elrond/?,? /?
Summery: What would happen if two people from different worlds who were never supposed to meet, ran into one another?
(NOTES)
This idea came to me a few years ago, but I never got around to writing it. After months of the worse writers block in the history of man, this idea came back with a vengeance! After chewing on my ankles for the last week, I decided to sit down and write it. I must warn you...this is a crossover between Star Wars/LOTR. It is also a AU from a galaxy far far away in my little warped mind! **In this fic Qui-Gon never died! As a matter of fact......it was another Master and Apprentice team that was sent to Naboo!!! This is set a few years after Obi-Wan has been knighted.**
**Also over the years I see that there has been some confusion on the color of Obi-Wan's eyes. Are they blue, or are they green? For this fic, I took the safe road and decided to combine the colors....so his eyes are hazel!**
*Please read and review!*
Erestor's orders were carried out with all due haste, and very soon a functioning camp was set up. The very first tent that was set up, was for the use of the guards Captain, and Imladris's Chief Councilor.
The tent was a airily open tent that stood in a circular formation, with a very well stocked fire burning merrily in it's center. The normal "two" sleeping palates had been replaced with a additional third, and a extra table laden with healing herbs and vials had been added.
Currently two elves were hoovering over a shivering human male laying on the extra pallet, with concerned expressions on their faces.
"His fever is not coming down!" Erestor's hissed out furiously, as he tossed another cooling cloth into a bowl of cool water sitting on the nearby table.
"I have done everything that Our Lord has instruct, and nothing is working! Elrond must arrive soon, or this man will die!" Erestor said in a worried tone, as his chocolate colored eyes turned towards his lover.
Glorfindel moved closer to his beloved, and gently laid a comforting hand on the Councilor's shoulder. "You mind-spoke with Lord Elrond, and followed his every instruction. He is well aware of the situation, and even as I speak rides with every haste to arrive here. At last report from our outlying guards, Lord Elrond is less than a hour's ride from here." Glorfindel said softly, even as he raised his hand to cup his lover's cheek.
"There is nothing but Lord Elrond, and the power of Vilya that will save this man now. We must keep this strange man alive, until then." Glorfindel said, as he reach into the bowl with his other hand and retrieved another cloth.
Erestor moved out of Glorfindel's caress, as the Captain moved to place the new cooling cloth on the human's feverish forehead.
"Then let us pray to the Valar, that Lord Elrond arrives in time." Erestor said, as he moved to the entrance of the tent, peering into the distance.
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(Elsewhere)
Oui-Gon Jinn's movements had steadily increased in speed in the direction of his former Apprentice, as the link between them became increasingly weakened.
"I am coming Obi-Wan. Just hold on for a little longer! I am coming!" Qui-Gon sent out along their link, with a massive push of the Force.
Then he felt it! An all consuming evil aura!
Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn, then started running.
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Lord Elrond was nearly knocked from his horse by the force of the mind call, that seemed to slam into him from nowhere.
"Shit" Elrond muttered under his breath, as his hands cradled his pounding head. He did not often swear in the "Colorful language of the Adan" as his Chief Counselor came to calling it, but sometimes the beautiful words of the Elves just didn't have the right expression for what he was feeling.
Right then, he was feeling like a spike was being driven through his head. In other words, he was feeling like shit!
"My Lord, are you alright?" A concerned guard asked, as he came to a stop beside of his horse.
"Yes, it's just a sudden headache." Elrond said with a slight smile, as he raised his head to look at his concerned escort.
Before the guard could reply, a high pitched whistling noise interrupted their conversation, and Lord Elrond watched with horrified eyes, as a arrow slammed into the escort's throat.
"OCRS!"
Elrond started to turn his head towards the shouted warning, before a heavy body slammed into his.
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"Ummm, Erestor? I don't think that this is normal."
Erestor rolled his eyes at his lover's antics, as he slowly turned from the entrance of the tent. Only to come to a complete shocked stop, at what he was witnessing.
The human on the pallet appeared to be having some sort of seizure, as Glorfindel tried to hold him down. However, that was not what had him so shocked.
What had brought the stoic Councilor to a complete shocked stupor, was the fact that every object in the tent that was not tied down, was now floating through the air with a mind of it's own.
"Shit!" Erestor said in a whisper.
TBC
Darkladyd
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash M/M Sexual situation. AU, Crossover
Pairing: Glorfindel/Erestor, Elrond/?,? /?
Summery: What would happen if two people from different worlds who were never supposed to meet, ran into one another?
(NOTES)
This idea came to me a few years ago, but I never got around to writing it. After months of the worse writers block in the history of man, this idea came back with a vengeance! After chewing on my ankles for the last week, I decided to sit down and write it. I must warn you...this is a crossover between Star Wars/LOTR. It is also a AU from a galaxy far far away in my little warped mind! **In this fic Qui-Gon never died! As a matter of fact......it was another Master and Apprentice team that was sent to Naboo!!! This is set a few years after Obi-Wan has been knighted.**
**Also over the years I see that there has been some confusion on the color of Obi-Wan's eyes. Are they blue, or are they green? For this fic, I took the safe road and decided to combine the colors....so his eyes are hazel!**
*Please read and review!*
Erestor's orders were carried out with all due haste, and very soon a functioning camp was set up. The very first tent that was set up, was for the use of the guards Captain, and Imladris's Chief Councilor.
The tent was a airily open tent that stood in a circular formation, with a very well stocked fire burning merrily in it's center. The normal "two" sleeping palates had been replaced with a additional third, and a extra table laden with healing herbs and vials had been added.
Currently two elves were hoovering over a shivering human male laying on the extra pallet, with concerned expressions on their faces.
"His fever is not coming down!" Erestor's hissed out furiously, as he tossed another cooling cloth into a bowl of cool water sitting on the nearby table.
"I have done everything that Our Lord has instruct, and nothing is working! Elrond must arrive soon, or this man will die!" Erestor said in a worried tone, as his chocolate colored eyes turned towards his lover.
Glorfindel moved closer to his beloved, and gently laid a comforting hand on the Councilor's shoulder. "You mind-spoke with Lord Elrond, and followed his every instruction. He is well aware of the situation, and even as I speak rides with every haste to arrive here. At last report from our outlying guards, Lord Elrond is less than a hour's ride from here." Glorfindel said softly, even as he raised his hand to cup his lover's cheek.
"There is nothing but Lord Elrond, and the power of Vilya that will save this man now. We must keep this strange man alive, until then." Glorfindel said, as he reach into the bowl with his other hand and retrieved another cloth.
Erestor moved out of Glorfindel's caress, as the Captain moved to place the new cooling cloth on the human's feverish forehead.
"Then let us pray to the Valar, that Lord Elrond arrives in time." Erestor said, as he moved to the entrance of the tent, peering into the distance.
******************************************************************
(Elsewhere)
Oui-Gon Jinn's movements had steadily increased in speed in the direction of his former Apprentice, as the link between them became increasingly weakened.
"I am coming Obi-Wan. Just hold on for a little longer! I am coming!" Qui-Gon sent out along their link, with a massive push of the Force.
Then he felt it! An all consuming evil aura!
Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn, then started running.
******************************************************************
Lord Elrond was nearly knocked from his horse by the force of the mind call, that seemed to slam into him from nowhere.
"Shit" Elrond muttered under his breath, as his hands cradled his pounding head. He did not often swear in the "Colorful language of the Adan" as his Chief Counselor came to calling it, but sometimes the beautiful words of the Elves just didn't have the right expression for what he was feeling.
Right then, he was feeling like a spike was being driven through his head. In other words, he was feeling like shit!
"My Lord, are you alright?" A concerned guard asked, as he came to a stop beside of his horse.
"Yes, it's just a sudden headache." Elrond said with a slight smile, as he raised his head to look at his concerned escort.
Before the guard could reply, a high pitched whistling noise interrupted their conversation, and Lord Elrond watched with horrified eyes, as a arrow slammed into the escort's throat.
"OCRS!"
Elrond started to turn his head towards the shouted warning, before a heavy body slammed into his.
******************************************************************
"Ummm, Erestor? I don't think that this is normal."
Erestor rolled his eyes at his lover's antics, as he slowly turned from the entrance of the tent. Only to come to a complete shocked stop, at what he was witnessing.
The human on the pallet appeared to be having some sort of seizure, as Glorfindel tried to hold him down. However, that was not what had him so shocked.
What had brought the stoic Councilor to a complete shocked stupor, was the fact that every object in the tent that was not tied down, was now floating through the air with a mind of it's own.
"Shit!" Erestor said in a whisper.
TBC
Darkladyd