Lost
The night sky flashed with lightning, making the whole valley light up for a second as if the day had arrived. The rain came down in torrents, drenching all stupid enough to be out in the storm.
The inhabitants were all trying their hardest to see in the bad light, trying to find two little boys who had deemed it fit to run away from their parents after a vase had been broken.
The boys also happened to be the twin sons of Lord Elrond. Because of this, there were search parties looking everywhere for the two.
Glorfindel had a good idea as to where the two had wandered off to. Breaking from the group he was with, he decided to go alone, as the twins were more prone to not run away from him if he was by himself. This was something that no doubt galled Elrond to no end.
Just as he suspected, he found the two boys up their favourite tree in the gardens. Sighing, he had soon scrambled up the tree, slipping on the now slick bark.
"Glorfindel. We can't get down without slipping." Elladan, the elder of the two said, a look of fright in his young grey eyes.
"It wasn't raining before. I don't like this." Elrohir squealed as a fork of lightning lit up the area close to them. A crash of thunder a few seconds later and Glorfindel had his arms full of Elfling.
"I can't get you both down at the same time. One of you will have to stay in the tree and wait for me to come back."
After a hasty decision, not wanting a fight to break out, Glorfindel deposited one of the twins on a thick branch and took the other, who was clutching furiously at his arm, to the safety of the ground.
"Elrohir!" The twin on the ground cried out shrilly to the branches above his head. The two small boys didn't like being separated, especially on such occasions as a storm.
Glorfindel left Elladan there, climbing back up the tree to where the terrified younger of the two was clutching tightly to the branch he was on. With a bit more effort than he thought he would need, the adult finally got the fingers away from the wood and was able to get Elrohir to the ground and his brother's waiting arms.
They were making their drenched way back to the House and the warmth of fire and bed when it happened. A fork of lightning hit the tree they were under severing one of the heavy branches from the rest of the tree.
They began to run, Glorfindel leaning forwards slightly to protect the children. Still, the tree limb fell faster than the split second they had to get out of the way so with a shove, Glorfindel pushed the boys away from the danger a second before he was crushed under the tree limb.
He had thought to scream as he heard something crack, but his head hit the ground hard before he could utter a sound and the world went black around him.
A/N - Hehe, sorry about this people, but this idea got into my head and I couldn't shake it away. If anyone has read my other stories, you will notice a pattern happening and I am betting more than half the people (maybe even all the people) who read this can guess what is happening or going to happen.
This story will not be slash or even romance for that matter, though I have been known to write it. Therefore all that happens between Glorfindel and Erestor will just be friendship. Same thing goes for Elrond, who is quite happily married to Celebrian.
The title to this story might change later, but until then the title is as it is.
Hope some of you nice people enjoy this new story of mine. Please r/r.
The night sky flashed with lightning, making the whole valley light up for a second as if the day had arrived. The rain came down in torrents, drenching all stupid enough to be out in the storm.
The inhabitants were all trying their hardest to see in the bad light, trying to find two little boys who had deemed it fit to run away from their parents after a vase had been broken.
The boys also happened to be the twin sons of Lord Elrond. Because of this, there were search parties looking everywhere for the two.
Glorfindel had a good idea as to where the two had wandered off to. Breaking from the group he was with, he decided to go alone, as the twins were more prone to not run away from him if he was by himself. This was something that no doubt galled Elrond to no end.
Just as he suspected, he found the two boys up their favourite tree in the gardens. Sighing, he had soon scrambled up the tree, slipping on the now slick bark.
"Glorfindel. We can't get down without slipping." Elladan, the elder of the two said, a look of fright in his young grey eyes.
"It wasn't raining before. I don't like this." Elrohir squealed as a fork of lightning lit up the area close to them. A crash of thunder a few seconds later and Glorfindel had his arms full of Elfling.
"I can't get you both down at the same time. One of you will have to stay in the tree and wait for me to come back."
After a hasty decision, not wanting a fight to break out, Glorfindel deposited one of the twins on a thick branch and took the other, who was clutching furiously at his arm, to the safety of the ground.
"Elrohir!" The twin on the ground cried out shrilly to the branches above his head. The two small boys didn't like being separated, especially on such occasions as a storm.
Glorfindel left Elladan there, climbing back up the tree to where the terrified younger of the two was clutching tightly to the branch he was on. With a bit more effort than he thought he would need, the adult finally got the fingers away from the wood and was able to get Elrohir to the ground and his brother's waiting arms.
They were making their drenched way back to the House and the warmth of fire and bed when it happened. A fork of lightning hit the tree they were under severing one of the heavy branches from the rest of the tree.
They began to run, Glorfindel leaning forwards slightly to protect the children. Still, the tree limb fell faster than the split second they had to get out of the way so with a shove, Glorfindel pushed the boys away from the danger a second before he was crushed under the tree limb.
He had thought to scream as he heard something crack, but his head hit the ground hard before he could utter a sound and the world went black around him.
A/N - Hehe, sorry about this people, but this idea got into my head and I couldn't shake it away. If anyone has read my other stories, you will notice a pattern happening and I am betting more than half the people (maybe even all the people) who read this can guess what is happening or going to happen.
This story will not be slash or even romance for that matter, though I have been known to write it. Therefore all that happens between Glorfindel and Erestor will just be friendship. Same thing goes for Elrond, who is quite happily married to Celebrian.
The title to this story might change later, but until then the title is as it is.
Hope some of you nice people enjoy this new story of mine. Please r/r.