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Title: Soulmates 1/?
Pairing: Santana/Brittany
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 679
Summary: Whole stories of Brittana's former lives.
Spoilers: None. This is all AU.
Barathiel sneaks up close to the smelly decrepit fence that keeps the human slaves in a nearby encampment by Rivendell. Normally the elves would keep to themselves but after an elven woman escaped from their hellish clutches and reported straight to Lord Elrond who then became enraged that Trolls that were bordering the Elfish lands were engaging in such unseemly acts, threescore of Elite Rangers were sent to the outskirts of the Forest where the dastardly Trolls resided.
Our fair skinned honey haired elf with a set of sky-blue eyes were gazing intently at her commander to issue the command to desecrate the Enemy. Usually elves were nice enough to have some mercy on their enemies but this time it was a kill order which meant annihilate all adversaries; these elves were essentially your SWAT team.
Slowly as the leader gave the signal all the elves moved together as one blending together with the darkness of the night, as they snuck around the perimeter and quietly into the main fire outside the abandon settlement. All elves had the same objective in mind find Tanna which was Saerwen's daughter the rest of the prisoners were to be treated with care.
Barathiel heard the first whistle of the deadly arrow whizz by her and fatally took down the Troll right in the left eye socket. Suddenly all elves fired their arrows taking out the Trolls gathered by the firelight. Their lives were snuffed out quickly as twenty of them died without alerting the rest the trolls asleep in the abandoned house. As they wormed themselves around the entrance Barathiel took her team to the back entrance to ambush those vermin from behind, quickly unlocking the doors with the key they found from the dead Troll's body they snuck into the dark and dank house. The back kitchen smelt like foul dead prey rotting; also there was barely there woodland scent, a scent of an elf, which meant they were close to their objective.
Barathiel armed with herself twin elven blades and twirled the right one around in anticipation of delivering a swift death to the ten trolls that were left. Her team of ten turned into the hallway swiftly. As they walked down corridor they opened the first door on the right and she swiftly crossed the room, cutting the jugular of the Troll before he could even sound the alarm to wake up his partner. The woodland scent was stronger suggesting that they were indeed on the right track, as they tip-toed towards another door adjacent to the room they currently in.
Quickly her team split into five as half of them went to hallway to check the other rooms. She slowly opened the wooden door to face off against three trolls that were awake guarding the trap door that led presumably to the prisoners underground. Quickly she ran and jumped onto the first troll, evading his staff strike and stabbing him in the stomach. Then she turned around his body slitting his throat. He landed on the trap door with a loud thud and she could hear the whimpers of the prisoner's below it. It didn’t happen often, but she and her companions felt a small twinge of compassion.
She kicked the disgusting unbathed troll body off the door with her leather boot. Unlocking the door she and her companions trekked down to meet and free the prisoners from this ungodly hell.
"We were sent by Lord Elrond of Riverdell to escort you all out of here safely. We will provide you a place to stay before we discuss what do to next." The prisoners all murmured in unison about how elves would help mankind since the legendary alliance between man and elf but one among them knew otherwise.
As the prisoners filed out after the okay given to the house was swept through thoroughly. Barathiel noted that caramel skinned lady climb out and at once she was overwhelmed by that woodland scent. No possible Elf would have that kind of skin tone unless she was a half elf?