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Return of the Dagnir

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Summary: Buffy wasn't supposed to jump off Glory's tower, but once she did, she couldn't go back.

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Lord of the Rings > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Other LotRSelonianthFR1867,38012113,5525 Feb 1324 Aug 13No

The Dagnir Awakens

The next time Buffy opened her eyes she was in a bed, groggily she tried to sit up but was pushed back down into the bed by a very slim, pale, but flawless hand. Looking up the arm to it’s source she found herself staring into the face of one of the most beautiful women she’d ever seen.

“My name is Galadriel, you are safe here but you must rest,” The beautiful woman ordered and Buffy let herself lay back down, she was still pretty tired. “Good, good. Now, my Marchwarden found you just inside our borders unconscious. What is your name?”

Looking around confused Buffy started to reply, “Buffy, I was-”

“Sent here by the Valar. Yes, I know. You’ll find you’re not physically the same as when you first arrived, my handmaidens were most taken back by your changes you know.”

“What do you mean? I don’t feel any different...” Buffy replied looking down at her hands, just noticing that her skin was far more fair than before. Grabbing her hair she brought it to her face and saw it was an even brighter gold than before. “What happened to me?”

Galadriel smiled down at the young warrior the Valar had seen fit to place under her guidance, “It seems the Valar decided it would fit you more to walk as one of my kin than a child of man. You were human when my marchwarden found you, small, tanned, and with dyed hair. Within the hour after you were laid in this bed you started to change. You are human no longer, not that I can tell.”

Buffy stared at her hands for a while thinking that over. She could feel a strength she hadn’t known in Sunnydale. Not the strength that she always felt just under her skin, the coiling predatory strength of a Slayer waiting to be unleashed, this was a different strength. A subtle strength, not even truly physical in it’s manifestation. “Did they tell you why I’m here? Or what I am?”

Galadriel shook her head, her golden tresses shimmering in the light from a nearby window, “No to the first, and as for the second they didn't need to. As I said, you are kin. You are of the Eldar, like me.”

Buffy shook her head, “That’s not what I meant,”

Galadriel nodded as she smiled, “I know. You are the Slayer, the Dagnir. I’m... not sure what it means. Only that you were the bane of evil in your former world.”

“In my own world there were vampires, true demons, that drank blood and fed on humanity. I was chosen by the Powers to be the one to fight them, as every slayer had been chosen for millenia before. Few Slayers lived longer than a year before they... died. I lived five...” Buffy slowly told the golden-haired queen.

Galadriel felt saddened at the explanation and knew there was more to be told but would not push. “There are few vampires here in Arda. Those that do exist are few in number and far from here.”

“I know, a... I suppose he was almost a friend, even if his news was rarely of the good. He told me that my life here would be very different. Now I’m an elf and I still feel the slayer under my skin,” Buffy replied with a nod, firming her mind and looking up at Galadriel, her sleepiness fading quickly now as she held up her hand and clenched it, the slayer within coiling and uncoiling like a cat eager to use it's claws.

A person knocked on the door and said something in a language Buffy couldn’t understand, though it sounded unbelievably beautiful. Galadriel replied back in the same light, beautiful language then turned to Buffy to say, “Come, you must be hungry.”

Buffy’s stomach growled noisily and she followed Galadriel with a blush covering her face and not a word to be said about the matter.

A short dinner later, in which Galadriel and a male elf she’d introduced as her husband Celeborn stared at her with their eyes nearly popping out of their head at the raw volume she ate. Both ate a single helping of the dinner, leaving the rest of the good sized buffet style meal on the table. Now, Buffy was the Slayer, more than that she was a Slayer who hadn’t eaten anything at all in days. She was hungry, hungry enough that when the other two made it clear they were done eating she came close to eating the rest by herself.

Finally noticing the looks the other two were giving her Buffy shrugged, “What?”

“Lady Buffy, you just ate enough food for an entire family of elves.” Celeborn replied with a stunned look on his face.

“Sorry,” Buffy replied with an embarrassed blush.

“No need to apologize,” Galadriel laughed, entertained for the first time in many years, “Do you always eat so much?”

“Not normally, I mean I have a really really fast metabolism because I’m the Slayer but it normally just extends to eating twice as much as a normal person, or in this case a normal Elf,” Buffy replied with a shake of her head. “It must be because of how long it’s been since I ate.”

Celeborn nodded in understanding “Ah yes, your abilities must extract a greater energy toll from you in order to fuel your body. Do you also sleep more than most?”

Buffy shook her head and the elf lord became puzzled, “I sleep less. Actually, do elves sleep?”

“Not quite. Those of the eldar meditate, in a way. It provides some of the same benefits with an added benefit, in our warriors eyes, of being able to awaken fully alert if danger comes and only need a couple hours,” Galadriel replied with a shake of her head.

“If I ever manage this meditation thing watch me snap out of it in only one hour,” Buffy grumbled. Shaking her head she looked at her two hosts. “Now that I’m here, awake, and fed, I need to learn. I don’t know this land, or it’s people.”

Galadriel nodded, this she had expected and began preparing for the day after Buffy's arival, “You were sent here to heal, and to learn. So healing and learning is what you will do.”
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