The Elder Maximoff Ch.8: The Cradle

The Elder Maximoff Ch.8: The Cradle

Ch.7 Ch.9

Corvina's POV:

We sat down and were eating some food we managed to steal, mainly some fruits like an apple or some plums. As we were sitting at a table, talking to each other, the TV showed Captain America fighting Ultron on a train. I looked at the others and they looked slightly guilty, as did I.

"Do you think we should help?" Questioned Pietro, Wanda looked ashamed that we helped him while I felt really ashamed as I was the one who made the main decision for all of us.

"Fine, but we all have to agree." I stated. The twins nodded their heads in agreement, I showed a slight smirk of confidence before I shadow traveled us onto the train.

The train was moving at a fast speed, and the end of the tracks was nearing. When we appeared many of the people were startled and then scared because they'd probably seen us on TV as the bad guys who helped Ultron, but we didn't have time to care seeing as Cap was getting beat pretty badly.

Pietro rammed into Ultron, causing him to turn away from Cap and pay attention to a new threat. Ultron was about to shoot at Pietro but I summoned a shadow dagger and stabbed Ultron's shoulder.

He yelled in anger, then grabbed my arm and threw me into a wall. Wanda forced the railings between us, creating a wall around me after seeing me slowly get up. Ultron, however, flew out of the train and left us. I pushed myself up using my dark energy force.

"Can you slow the train down?" Cap asked Wanda and me while she rushed to help me regain my balance. Wanda simply nodded her head as I did the same.

"I need you to get the civilians out of the way." Cap ordered Pietro, but Pietro was already out of the train, moving people out of the way. Wanda and I put all our energy into stopping the train.

I had the shadows of buildings grabbing the shadow of the train in an effort to slow it down while Wanda used her magic to jam the wheels of the train. We were luckily able to stop the train with the only casualty being the conductor, who was already dead.

We rushed out of the train to see how Pietro was, he looked super exhausted.

"Pietro are you okay?" Wanda and I asked in unison. He simply waved us off and said he was fine.

"I'm very tempted not to give you one," Cap says as he walks towards us.

"The cradle did you get it?" Wanda questioned.

"Stark will take care of it." Cap says, my head snaps up in anger, I take a step forwards,

"No he won't." I state.

"You don't know what you're talking about, Stark's not crazy."

"He will do anything to make things right." Wanda voiced as she looked at Cap. There is a silence that settles over him, he then goes to his comm and tries to contact Stark but gets no answer.

"Ultron can't tell the difference between saving the world and destroying it, where do you think he gets that?" Wanda explains to Cap as he thinks about it.

Personally, I'm going to stop Stark whether Cap here agrees or not, I send a telepathic message to the twins and they agree. We all stand, and they each hold one of my arms as we stand close together.

"What are you doing?" Cap asks in a questioning voice.

"We're going to see if the incredibly trusted Stark is as trustworthy as you say he is, now you can either come with us or take the long way." I say in an incredibly sarcastic tone when referring to Stark as trustworthy.

Cap thinks for a second and then grabs my arm like the twins are. The shadowy black fog that forms a barrier around us is then dropped after a second to reveal Avengers tower.

Ch.7 Ch.9

Woodland Princess Ch.9: Memories

Ch.8 Ch.10

Lord Elrond had led Raerthar and I back to Rivendell. When we got there Raerthar and I both stared at the overview of it.

I was remembering how my father would sometimes send me here if he needed alone time to think, or if he found himself incapable of keeping me safe from a threat against his kingdom.

I now started to realize how much I missed my father, even though he seemed cold, he was quite caring and made sure we did what was right. I missed Legolas too, he could be cold like our father but he always was easier to make happy.

Now when I think about it, my father raised us very differently. When Legolas was a kid he had a loving mother and a caring father who always had a soft spot for him, but when I was raised I only knew my mother when I was very young before she died in battle.

After that, father became very cold and reserved, even towards me who he used to spoil with gifts and kindness.

He tried though, he really did, but he usually sent me over here when he couldn't deal with me or when he didn't want to be near me because as he said, "You look too much like your mother."

"I know it's been a while, but I've only ever seen you cry twice. This is the second time." Voiced Lord Elrond from beside me.

I quickly reached up with my hand and wiped it under my eyes.

'I shouldn't be crying, after all I'll see my family after this if my father hasn't banished me for leaving his kingdom unauthorized', I thought to myself before Raerthar began to walk to Rivendell.

Lord Elrond followed close behind, thinking to himself.

'I can read her thoughts as she can read mine, she was thinking about her father and how much she misses him. I always thought she would miss her brother more because he was more affectionate, but it's her father. I really should tell him about her being here, and I will but only after they've been gone for 2 days. That seems reasonable.'

We walk to Rivendell in silence, the guards have slightly encircled around myself and Lord Elrond seeing as we are the royalty in this group. As soon as we arrive the guards move forward and circle my company who stand in the center of the clearing.

Lord Elrond dismounts and greets Mithrandir while he orders a guard to take Raerthar to a stall but then quickly remembers how I said she hates small spaces and tells him to instead release her among the open pastures.

After he has the other elves leave everyone to the dining room he quickly comes over and hugs me. I hug him back, not letting any tears fall from my eyes as I look upon Rivendell.

"Aelsar if you really want to you can just skip the dinner, I remember how you are about eating alone in your room reading your books and writing your stories."

"I think I'll just go to the pasture and hang out with Raerthar. Not really that hungry." I say to Lord Elrond before going to get dinner so I can get back to Raerthar.

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I sat in the pasture, with Raerthar for mainly the rest of the day.

'Aelsar, you should go and feast with the rest of your kin. I'll be fine.' Spoke Raerthar as she was worried on how little I had been eating over the past few days.

'Now it will take awhile for you to get back into the flow of everything here, but you must go and socialize. The only people you've had an actual conversation with is Gandalf and I. You've been mostly quiet after the day Thorin yelled at you during the battle. I know you must be angry but you must go and see your friends. They will be worried about you.' Emphasized Raerthar as she nudged me towards Rivendell from within the pasture.

'Fine. I will go and have dinner with them, but if I don't like it I'm leaving.' Replied Aelsar in an understanding tone.

'Deal.' Replied Raerthar as she then used her magic to place Aelsar on her back, and then galloped towards Rivendell.

We reached the edge of the pasture which had a small walkway of stone and jewels that led out of the stables and towards the dining hall.

I silently slipped off Raerthar's back, saying goodbye and began walking down the path. It led me through a beautiful stone stable with a soft sandy ground.

As I reached the outside I saw the path that led to the dining hall. However I didn't want to disturb anyone or enter the room and gain their attention so I took a secret passageway that only Lord Elrond and I knew about.

The secret passage was hidden behind a tapestry which I simply pushed out of the way and walked through the stone corridor. At the end of the passageway there was a sharp turn and a statue which you simply pushed forward and it moved forward for it to move forward, and out of the way.

Ch.8 Ch.10

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Woodland Princess Ch.3: The Conversation

Ch.2 Ch.4

"Well Gandalf, who is our newest member of the company?" Questioned Thorin. Gandalf looked slightly surprised.

"I believe he let you into his home." Answered Gandalf in a tone that was obvious.

"Ahh the halfling. He will not last two days, and I can not save him from getting killed." Replied Thorin in a slow whisper so that others outside the room couldn't hear.

I moved to get closer, but my dagger slightly brushed against a metal bead on a chair to the side of the room, making it have a quiet slicing noise as it went across it. I held my breath hoping they didn't hear it, but a few seconds later I found myself pushed down with my back to the ground with a sword against my throat. Gandalf couldn't do anything because Thorin would find it suspicious and possibly trust the wizard even less.

"Who are you thief?" Thorin said in a deadly growl. I nearly forgot he still couldn't see my face because of the shadow of darkness over me. I was very thankful for that, or else Thorin would've surely already killed me. Gandalf quickly stepped between us and pulled Thorin's sword away from my throat. I immediately felt my throat for any unnoticed cuts but there were none thankfully.

"What're you doing? They overheard a secret conversation for only our ears, and I know they are not one of my dwarves because all are loyal without a fault and would rather die than betray me." Confronts Thorin as he is pushed away from me.

"Now Thorin you're going to despise me for this... but," he said while motioning for me to get up.

"I have chosen more than one to join this journey and one of them happens to be..." he continues as I get up and stand behind him to shield my identity.

"Lady Aelsar, of the woodland realm." He finishes and moves to the side to show him who I was. His eyes scanned over my silvery blonde hair, to my face and then quickly to my weapons since he knew I had a bow that no other can have as long as I am alive. He sees the signature blades on my bow and quickly his face changes into one of anger, and betrayal.

He looks back at Gandalf and then quickly raises his blade back to my throat. However I dodge and twist his wrist causing him to drop his sword while remaining uninjured.

Gandalf looks at me with a face of 'I knew this would be a bad idea but it's for the best'. Thorin however after putting his sword in its sheath turns to Gandalf and yells,

"How dare you bring that traitor's daughter here!" Pointing at me in which Gandalf steps in front of me in a protective way, as he was slightly like a second father to me, and I a daughter to him.

"Thorin you know she can help us on this quest all you need to do is give her time. If it makes you feel any better you can take her daggers and arrows but not her bow." Says Gandalf quickly.

I look at him in surprise thinking 'do I not have any say in this decision'. Thorin looks slightly happy as he always likes having the upper ground in a fight and thought 'Without her daggers and arrows she is unable to attack us'.

"Then it would seem we have a deal." Says Thorin and holds out his hand as if to say 'I won this battle elvish scum'. I looked to Gandalf who reluctantly nodded, doing so with a frown on his face.

I take out my daggers reluctantly and place them in his hands and he has an evil smirk on his face as I take my arrows that I store within a pocket on the inside of the silver cloak I wear.

"Don't get in our way and if you fall behind we won't wait." He states in a deathly serious tone that makes me flinch very slightly but he notices and allows a smirk to cross his face knowing that he has control over my actions.

As he steps out of the room so does Gandalf and I'm left there thinking 'Why did that dwarf have to be so difficult and Gandalf just gave him what he wanted, control over my actions and my complete vulnerability in a fight'. I sigh and sit in a chair in the corner of the room, huddled in a slight ball as I slowly drift to sleep.

Ch.2 Ch.4

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Woodland Princess Ch.1: A Journey Begins

Ch.2

My feet ferociously ate up the ground as I silently sprinted from my home under the cover of night, the letter of invitation on a dangerous journey was too good to ignore. I turn my head back slightly as I leave my home of 500 years, my father would never let me go on journey of this danger, especially when most of the company will be dwarves, and my brother would never let me either, his hatred for dwarves running as deep as his will to keep me safe.

The tattered letter gave explicit instructions that I was to be in the shire in 10 days, and knock on the marked door when nightfall occurred. As soon as I got the letter I waited until nightfall, then I silently left my family and my home.

It has been 5 days since I left my home behind me, my father would've for-surely sent guards by the morning after I left, and they must have been searching everywhere in and around our realm, so I must move quickly.

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I was nearly to the shire now, my daggers out due to a recent attack by 6 orcs, 2 having wargs; but they were dead within seconds since I was one of the most skilled fighters in all of the woodland realm. The one better fighter was my father, mainly because he has been alive for a little more than 2,000 years.

I arrive at the shire around 7:50pm and look around in an attempt to find the symbol my friend explained he drew on the door. After a while of searching, I finally found the home, and walked up. There is loud, obnoxious laughter being emitted from within, I assume they are from the dwarves. I quickly knock on the door before taking a step back, I hear the lock turn and the door abruptly opens. The hobbit didn't even look up before he practically yelled,

"There are enough dwarves in here as it is!"

I was slightly taken-aback, stepping back, rethinking if he really was not dangerous like the dwarves; but when he looked up, a wave of surprise washed across his features when his view was met by a young blonde silver haired ellith instead of a tough looking dwarf. He quickly stuttered out,

"I'm so sorry, I was expecting another dwarf to barge into my home uninvited." Bilbo states quickly in a slightly humorous tone to try and make me a little less startled by the rude greeting. I smiled slightly, greeting him,

"My name is Aelsar. A pleasure to meet you, I was sent here by Mithrandir or as you know him, Gandalf." I responded.

"I knew it was Gandalf." Bilbo muttered before opening the door allowing me to step in, having to bend down slightly to avail hitting the ceiling. I was led to the kitchen, Bilbo explaining how the dwarves have eaten practically all of his food.

In my head I'm simply thinking, 'Did I get myself in over my head again? I hope this quest goes well, and I hope my father will forgive me for disobeying him.'

Ch.2

Scar's Adopted Brother Ch.2: Fight for Leadership

Ch.1 Ch.3

"If you challenge me, do not be afraid when I kill you."

That was all Shyam said before surging forward at me. I swiftly dodge his attack, slamming my right paw down on top of Shyam's back, causing him to fall to the floor in pain. The shear force of this attack caused a loud snapping sound to be heard as he released a roar of agony. He tried to stand up but wasn't very successful as he just fell to the ground again, only his upper body moving to his commands.

I pin Shyam down with a paw placed over his chest.

" Brother... please, I ask for your mercy." Shyam begged as he stared up at me in fear.

'What a pathetic excuse of a leader, it'll be fun to finally end his stupidity,' I thought as I stared down at his weak, trembling body, my eyes glinting with mischief.

"As you said. Do not be afraid when I kill you." I growled lowly, unsheathing my claws and piercing through Shyam's throat. His death wasn't quick, nor was it long; his desperate gasps for breath were silenced as he bled to death.

I turned and looked at the pride, who in turn looked at me with a new found hope.

"Kerberos, get a scouting group together to find a campsite for us to stay in tonight, I will choose several lionesses to be in a hunting party judging that you all look starved. Also find some herbs to treat any of our wounded or ill." I sternly ordered before going to check on my mother.

"Yes, sir!" Kerberos responded before carrying out his orders. With those orders everyone looked at me in gratitude, my parents gazing at me with adoration and respect.

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That was the start of a new and successful pride, whose leader was challenged by many other strong and large lions; but Crow won each time by using speed, agility, stamina, and strength.

Ch.1 Ch.3

Woodland Princess Ch.6: Expected

Ch.5 Ch.7

A/N Raerthar and Aelsar can understand and communicate telepathically. This will be shown through the use of italics.

In the morning I take off my spell and find that the company is already partially down the mountain. I was slightly angry that they left without me but I soon saw that Gandalf wasn't with them.

I looked around and saw him with our two horses. He was happy to see that I had taken down my invisibility spell. I mounted Raerthar while Gandalf mounted his unnamed pony and we started down the paths which led to the rest of our group.

We caught up with them and Thorin wasn't happy to see me there at all. Fili and Kili came over and we chatted a little to pass by the time, soon it was dusk and our horses were exhausted from the day full of heat. We were coming by a small destroyed building where Thorin decided we should stay.

I was not happy at all and neither was Gandalf judging by how he tried to usher Thorin to keep moving and possibly stop by Rivendell to get the map read.

By the mere mention of an elvish name and he turned cold and said,

"I will not seek the help of the people who betrayed my kingdom." Before walking away to talk to someone else. Gandalf was angry and stalked away only to have Bilbo ask,

"Gandalf where are you going?" Gandalf answered him, though I did not catch if as I heard Raerthar whinny at the stupidity of dwarves and the arrogance of some wizards. I sighed and untracked her, allowing her to roam free among the other horses.

It had been an hour since Gandalf left and I was slightly worried, thinking that if we were attacked the only defense I had were two blades on a bow with no arrow.

Out of nowhere Raerthar appeared scared, motioning for me to follow her. We reached where the other horses were kept but I made it just in time to see Fili and Kili rush forward with Bilbo struggling to keep up.

After a few moments of thinking and told Raerthar to watch and if I didn't come back soon, then to go and get the others.

I quietly sprinted through the wee in time to see Fili and Kili push Bilbo forward into an area with trees that seemed to be forced down. After a few moments the brothers ran back towards the company, as they went past me I jumped out from out of my hiding place and tripped both of them knowing they wouldn't stop if I told them to.

"Owwww" Kili complained as he and Fili got up. They turned and saw me, and suddenly looked slightly scared.

"Why are you leaving Bilbo? You know he has no means of defending himself!" I nearly yell at them and they back up slightly in fear. I realized I was scaring them and took a step back with my head down,

"Sorry," I say in apology for my outburst. They look slightly less fearful now.

"We need your help, where Bilbo went there are mountain trolls, and they are trying to catch him but right now he's fine. Kili and I are going to get the company but you need to help Bilbo." Fili said in an ordering tone.

I dash towards Bilbo just in time to see that one has caught him and is holding him by his legs. I reach for my daggers but they aren't there and I remember Thorin still has them, so instead I grab my bow and carefully undo the binding that holds the blades onto it.

I quickly grab some vine and wrap part of the blade to make a grasp for the knife. I jump out and see the troll trying to eat him, I quickly jump up a tree and land on his back, dragging the knives through his skin as I slid down to the floor. He screams in pain and drops Bilbo.

I run around and try to distract the trolls while Bilbo releases the ponies. They have me cornered and I can't escape. When they were about to grab me the company came out of the bushes and started slashing through their skin. I see dwarves being thrown, picked up, and dropped but I can't find Bilbo.

I soon see a troll grab him and try to make it over there but Thorin steps in the way and says,

"You leave! You're just slowing us down!" He shouts, I try to regain myself but being told I slow the group down is a punch to my pride and self-confidence.

I slowly walk backwards into the forest and disappear from sight. I walk back over to Raerthar and say,

"We're leaving." She looks at me and then to the noise from the commotion.

'Won't they need your help?' Raerthar asks slightly confused of why I left the fight.

"No, Thorin says I just slow them down so I want to see how far they get without me." I responded. After a slightly confusing conversation Raerthar convinces me to check up on the fight one last time seeing as the noise has stopped. I agree and head off to check in the dwarves.

When I see them I feel slightly happy to know they didn't last long after I left. I circle the area silently then rush back to the camp and search every bag they had for my weapons.

I finally found my daggers wrapped in a type of cloth with the arrows tied together beside them. I stuffed the arrows into my cloak's pocket and reattached the blades I made to my bow. Then I took my blades and silently crept through the forest back to the trolls.

Ch.5 Ch.7

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