Title: For Gondor or Friendship
Disclaimer: I do not own or have rights to any LOTR stuff, That honor goes to Tolken and whomever has right to his works.
Summary: Legolas chose to remain at his friend's side, Aragorn is now the King of Gondor, when leftover minions of the Dark Lord attack he must choose between the life of his friend and the lives of his people.
Warnings: This is a torture fic (NON-SLASH) Not the first few chapters but toward the middle it will be torture and angst heavy. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
A/N: Hi! This is my first attempt at a LOTR fanfic so be easy on me. Though constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. If I messed up, or my people seem out of character plz tell me. Legolas is my favorite character and I am part of the elf torture ring (though the torture won't be too graphic). So if you don't like seeing him in pain then do not, I REPEAT DO NOT even start to read this story. So enough rambling and on with the first chapter. Enjoy the story and let me know what you think and if anybody has any ideas they think I should add to this story pleazzz share.
Chapter 1: Best Laid Plans
" Why did things have to be so hard?" He pondered this on many occasions but much more heavily in the last few months. Being king would not be easy; he didn't expect it to be yet at the same time he had to wonder. The gentle touch of a hand on his shoulder broke him form his thoughts.
"Aragorn?" Legolas Greenleaf called to his friend; he had seen the far away look in the ranger's eye. Aragorn had been drifting like that for the past few months. He could easily decipher what the problem was just as he always could; Aragorn did not wish to be king. The man had excepted his lineage yet the elf knew he longed to be free of obligations as he once was.
They stood in the middle of what was left of a small village outside of Minas Tirith. Just as they had several night before minions of the fallen Dark Lord had attacked the innocents to send the message, that they were never to bow to Gondor or it's new king. Legolas sighed, such a great loss of life the people were innocent yet they still suffered. This was a problem slowly spinning out of control.
He looked around at the Gondorian officers; they were all tired and irritable. Tired of receiving word of attacks but always arriving when it was too late to help most of the people. Too many nights had the come upon the sights of burning homes and dead bodies. Even Aragorn had taken on an air that suggested he didn't want to be bothered by this anymore. It hurt his heart to see his friend this stressed but Aragorn was King and this had to be done. He took his friend by the shoulders and pulled him away form the carnage.
"Estel." Legolas started softly when the human fixed him with an aggravated stare "Do not look at me like that I know that you are weary my friend but you must take to account that your men lose hope if you continue this way none of you will be any use to these villagers" Legolas said sternly
Aragorn had to smile; the elf had a way with pep talks. No matter how dire the situation Legolas could always be counted upon to keep despair at bay. The man chided himself, he was king, he had to lead and right now he was not doing a very good job of it. He turned to his men " We must regroup with the other squads and come with new strategy such a opportunity as this that Haradrims can not have again. The men seemed to perk up with his words.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Do they really think they stand a chance against us?" Havad said to his fellow soldiers. They watched from their hiding spot as the Gondoriens went to join the rest of their army to map out new strategies
"Apparently they do". But it is of no matter the King of Men has a harsh lesson to learn. The Dark Lord may be gone but that does not mean that we will abandon what we were meant to do." A plan was already forming in his head, Yes they would continue their attacks on the surrounding villages but they would need some sort of major leverage to have the King of Gondor's full attention. The lesson would have to hard learned and there was no reason why they couldn't have their fun while they taught that lesson
" What do you mean? What lesson?" the soldier said to his leader eyeing the man who had a vicious glint in his eye.
"The elf." The man said simply. "Obviously our dear king has a special bond with it and we must exploit it as much as we can."
How? Kilad questioned still not fully understanding
"Kidnap the elf." Havad replied simply again as if expecting that they would catch his meaning.
"Kidnap and elf?!! Sir they are dangerous creatures fast and fleet too many men would we lose trying to capture him" Kilad his second in command replied
"Still he will prove to be a expensive quarry, imagine the demands the king would agree to on the terms of the safe return of his dear friend.Havad smiled wickedly
Ahhh.Kilad said finally understanding his captain's plan. He thought to the future, he had always found elves to be amazing creatures; and to soon have one in his grasp he could finally quell his curiosity.
" Come. Let us return to camp we have plans to make. Remember that if this is to work we can suffer no mistakes" Havad said as he and his men turned to head back down the hill toward their camp. He could hardly wait to see the look on the king's face when he discovered the fate of his friend
TBC...
Dum dum dum A foul plot is afoot. Reviews please (
Disclaimer: I do not own or have rights to any LOTR stuff, That honor goes to Tolken and whomever has right to his works.
Summary: Legolas chose to remain at his friend's side, Aragorn is now the King of Gondor, when leftover minions of the Dark Lord attack he must choose between the life of his friend and the lives of his people.
Warnings: This is a torture fic (NON-SLASH) Not the first few chapters but toward the middle it will be torture and angst heavy. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
A/N: Hi! This is my first attempt at a LOTR fanfic so be easy on me. Though constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. If I messed up, or my people seem out of character plz tell me. Legolas is my favorite character and I am part of the elf torture ring (though the torture won't be too graphic). So if you don't like seeing him in pain then do not, I REPEAT DO NOT even start to read this story. So enough rambling and on with the first chapter. Enjoy the story and let me know what you think and if anybody has any ideas they think I should add to this story pleazzz share.
Chapter 1: Best Laid Plans
" Why did things have to be so hard?" He pondered this on many occasions but much more heavily in the last few months. Being king would not be easy; he didn't expect it to be yet at the same time he had to wonder. The gentle touch of a hand on his shoulder broke him form his thoughts.
"Aragorn?" Legolas Greenleaf called to his friend; he had seen the far away look in the ranger's eye. Aragorn had been drifting like that for the past few months. He could easily decipher what the problem was just as he always could; Aragorn did not wish to be king. The man had excepted his lineage yet the elf knew he longed to be free of obligations as he once was.
They stood in the middle of what was left of a small village outside of Minas Tirith. Just as they had several night before minions of the fallen Dark Lord had attacked the innocents to send the message, that they were never to bow to Gondor or it's new king. Legolas sighed, such a great loss of life the people were innocent yet they still suffered. This was a problem slowly spinning out of control.
He looked around at the Gondorian officers; they were all tired and irritable. Tired of receiving word of attacks but always arriving when it was too late to help most of the people. Too many nights had the come upon the sights of burning homes and dead bodies. Even Aragorn had taken on an air that suggested he didn't want to be bothered by this anymore. It hurt his heart to see his friend this stressed but Aragorn was King and this had to be done. He took his friend by the shoulders and pulled him away form the carnage.
"Estel." Legolas started softly when the human fixed him with an aggravated stare "Do not look at me like that I know that you are weary my friend but you must take to account that your men lose hope if you continue this way none of you will be any use to these villagers" Legolas said sternly
Aragorn had to smile; the elf had a way with pep talks. No matter how dire the situation Legolas could always be counted upon to keep despair at bay. The man chided himself, he was king, he had to lead and right now he was not doing a very good job of it. He turned to his men " We must regroup with the other squads and come with new strategy such a opportunity as this that Haradrims can not have again. The men seemed to perk up with his words.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Do they really think they stand a chance against us?" Havad said to his fellow soldiers. They watched from their hiding spot as the Gondoriens went to join the rest of their army to map out new strategies
"Apparently they do". But it is of no matter the King of Men has a harsh lesson to learn. The Dark Lord may be gone but that does not mean that we will abandon what we were meant to do." A plan was already forming in his head, Yes they would continue their attacks on the surrounding villages but they would need some sort of major leverage to have the King of Gondor's full attention. The lesson would have to hard learned and there was no reason why they couldn't have their fun while they taught that lesson
" What do you mean? What lesson?" the soldier said to his leader eyeing the man who had a vicious glint in his eye.
"The elf." The man said simply. "Obviously our dear king has a special bond with it and we must exploit it as much as we can."
How? Kilad questioned still not fully understanding
"Kidnap the elf." Havad replied simply again as if expecting that they would catch his meaning.
"Kidnap and elf?!! Sir they are dangerous creatures fast and fleet too many men would we lose trying to capture him" Kilad his second in command replied
"Still he will prove to be a expensive quarry, imagine the demands the king would agree to on the terms of the safe return of his dear friend.Havad smiled wickedly
Ahhh.Kilad said finally understanding his captain's plan. He thought to the future, he had always found elves to be amazing creatures; and to soon have one in his grasp he could finally quell his curiosity.
" Come. Let us return to camp we have plans to make. Remember that if this is to work we can suffer no mistakes" Havad said as he and his men turned to head back down the hill toward their camp. He could hardly wait to see the look on the king's face when he discovered the fate of his friend
TBC...
Dum dum dum A foul plot is afoot. Reviews please (