Beauty And The Beast
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Adult ++
Chapters:
9
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2
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Beauty And The Beast
Title: Beauty and The Beast
Author: Erynlinia
Type: FPS
Beta: Slayer9649, all other mistakes are mine.
Pairing: Erestor/Lindir
Rating: R, eventually NC-17
Warnings: Slash (m/m)
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made. This is purely for entertainment ONLY!
Author’s notes: This was written for the Fairy Tale challenge for Erestor_Lovers Yahoo group. This is also my very first full-length slash fic, so those who tried to corrupt me can see that it worked! *grins* I knew it wouldn’t take much to bring me to the slashy side! *bigger grin*
Feedback: It’d be nice, but not required: shireorbust@yahoo.com
BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
Part One
An age ago…
“You think by destroying me you can atone for your past?!”
“I do not have a past!” he gasped, holding his sword toward the dark lord.
“You are a Noldor, a kinslayer!” the insidious voice stated matter of factly.
“I killed no elves!”
“You * are * a Noldor…that is all that matters. No one will see beyond that.”
“NO!” he denied, the tip of his sword dipping low.
The evil Vala stepped closer, his tone turned seductive, tempting.
“Join with me, my dark beauty. I care not if you are a kinslayer or no….I will give you everything you would desire. Stay with me.”
For a moment the elf faltered, then his dark eyes turned hard and unyielding.
“There is only one thing I desire in this world and YOU cannot give it!”
There was silence as the vileness of the Vala touched the elf’s mind, seeing what his greatest wish was.
“Love?!” came the sharp laugh. “For one as alone as you have been you turn your back on MY offer…for what? Some fairy tale ideal of * love *! How naive and foolish! One last chance, my sweet, beautiful Noldo…join me - -“
“I would rather die!” hissed the elf as he swung his sword, the blade driving deep.
The dark lord dropped to his knees in shock. The elf appeared to be stunned himself but felt his heart freeze at the cold laugh that echoed through the valley. Other sounds of battle faded away as dread clutched his soul.
“No…you will not die! You will live, live as the Noldor beast others think you to be!! Millennia will pass and you will stay alone, bereft of this * love * you desire above all else!”
The elf froze at those words, his face pale in horror.
“Ah, I see I have your attention at last,” chuckled Melkor. “I will give you this last thought to make sure your torment is exquisite…the curse will lift if another is able to love such a beast…as you!”
Roaring his disbelief, his rage, the elf charged again just as the main host of elves caught up to him. Melkor raced away but in his place left a horrible gift…a dead Teleri.
“Sweet Eru, no,” he gasped, his sword falling from his hand.
“Erestor…what happened?”
Looking up at the elf, Erestor saw the suspicion in the others eyes turn to accusation.
“What have you done, Erestor?!”
His eyes darted frantically about and he saw a crowd of elves staring at him in horror. Their words cut through him more keenly than any knife or sword.
“Kinslayer!!”
“Erestor, how could you?!”
“I knew we could not trust a Noldor!”
“How horrible! What beast would do such a thing?!”
The scream of pain that tore from Erestor’s throat resembled the wounded cry of some creature, cornered and ready for death. He tried to ignore the elves as he ran but the looks in their eyes followed him.
Kinslayer. Noldor. Beast.
With tears blurring his vision and sobs choking him, Erestor raced into the Misty Mountains.
TBC
Author: Erynlinia
Type: FPS
Beta: Slayer9649, all other mistakes are mine.
Pairing: Erestor/Lindir
Rating: R, eventually NC-17
Warnings: Slash (m/m)
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made. This is purely for entertainment ONLY!
Author’s notes: This was written for the Fairy Tale challenge for Erestor_Lovers Yahoo group. This is also my very first full-length slash fic, so those who tried to corrupt me can see that it worked! *grins* I knew it wouldn’t take much to bring me to the slashy side! *bigger grin*
Feedback: It’d be nice, but not required: shireorbust@yahoo.com
BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
Part One
An age ago…
“You think by destroying me you can atone for your past?!”
“I do not have a past!” he gasped, holding his sword toward the dark lord.
“You are a Noldor, a kinslayer!” the insidious voice stated matter of factly.
“I killed no elves!”
“You * are * a Noldor…that is all that matters. No one will see beyond that.”
“NO!” he denied, the tip of his sword dipping low.
The evil Vala stepped closer, his tone turned seductive, tempting.
“Join with me, my dark beauty. I care not if you are a kinslayer or no….I will give you everything you would desire. Stay with me.”
For a moment the elf faltered, then his dark eyes turned hard and unyielding.
“There is only one thing I desire in this world and YOU cannot give it!”
There was silence as the vileness of the Vala touched the elf’s mind, seeing what his greatest wish was.
“Love?!” came the sharp laugh. “For one as alone as you have been you turn your back on MY offer…for what? Some fairy tale ideal of * love *! How naive and foolish! One last chance, my sweet, beautiful Noldo…join me - -“
“I would rather die!” hissed the elf as he swung his sword, the blade driving deep.
The dark lord dropped to his knees in shock. The elf appeared to be stunned himself but felt his heart freeze at the cold laugh that echoed through the valley. Other sounds of battle faded away as dread clutched his soul.
“No…you will not die! You will live, live as the Noldor beast others think you to be!! Millennia will pass and you will stay alone, bereft of this * love * you desire above all else!”
The elf froze at those words, his face pale in horror.
“Ah, I see I have your attention at last,” chuckled Melkor. “I will give you this last thought to make sure your torment is exquisite…the curse will lift if another is able to love such a beast…as you!”
Roaring his disbelief, his rage, the elf charged again just as the main host of elves caught up to him. Melkor raced away but in his place left a horrible gift…a dead Teleri.
“Sweet Eru, no,” he gasped, his sword falling from his hand.
“Erestor…what happened?”
Looking up at the elf, Erestor saw the suspicion in the others eyes turn to accusation.
“What have you done, Erestor?!”
His eyes darted frantically about and he saw a crowd of elves staring at him in horror. Their words cut through him more keenly than any knife or sword.
“Kinslayer!!”
“Erestor, how could you?!”
“I knew we could not trust a Noldor!”
“How horrible! What beast would do such a thing?!”
The scream of pain that tore from Erestor’s throat resembled the wounded cry of some creature, cornered and ready for death. He tried to ignore the elves as he ran but the looks in their eyes followed him.
Kinslayer. Noldor. Beast.
With tears blurring his vision and sobs choking him, Erestor raced into the Misty Mountains.
TBC