Title: Till All Is Finished
Author: Angaaldaien@hotmail.com
Pairing(s): Aragorn/Legolas
Rating: part 1 -PG
Summary: The Fellowship thought it found safety within Lothlorien's boarders. But the evil had spread further than they thought.
Disclaimer: Purely for entertainment purposes, no intention of infringing upon property rights Warning (future plot): Yaoi/Angst/non-con/will be R at least
Authors Note: This is Legolas centric - be warned.
Feedback: Please, it's what keeps me writing.
Date of writing: 1/3/04

Till All Is Finished
Part I: Beginnings
By Angaaldaien

We were always the symbol of life and light, but at the top, as the most revered of the sentient races, we are also the most despised by the very ones who wish us their ally. All I see is death. Elves cannot support the world, nay had we ever the option to, we would never take it, for too little do elves partake in the matters of the other creatures of Middle Earth. Men kill everything, they kill all, and soon they will kill us.

He has already killed me.

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Boromir stared at Legolas, whose eyes were glued to Aragorn. The man could not discern what Legolas saw in Aragorn, no, he could see nothing in his fellow man that would attract the elf's gaze. Whatever it was, Legolas was mistaken. Aragorn was already betrothed, and Legolas had to know it. Desperation worked its way into Boromir's mind as Legolas moved towards Aragorn, whispering in the lucky man's ear. Both laughed heartily, and the desperation became frustration and anger. This entire quest Gondor's wishes had gone unfulfilled; nothing of his logic was even considered by the rest of the fellowship. Boromir realized he had lost the ring to Aragorn. But tonight, it suddenly occurred to the man, that would change - Legolas would be his. Tonight, tonight and forever.

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Haldir stepped away from the mirror, a smirk twisting his handsome face into something akin to the Uruk-Hai. It had been done, and correct punishment would ensue. Legolas had agreed that Lothlorien tarnished with the coming of the fellowship. He would then understand the need for punishment. Lothlorien was nothing to be trifled with; Legolas had apparently forgotten that, but soon, at least, he will remember pain.

Haldir paused, as if remembering of something that needed forgetting - Legolas' reasoning had made sense once; otherwise, Haldir would not have invited him into the city. He could not remember, though in the back of his mind he knew all was not right - and a thought elected itself to pass, as if reassuring Haldir's discomforted mind: this was about Legolas, not the ring.

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Master, the Fellowship will be broken tonight.

Saruman's robes whipped in the air, his power forming a screen of protection as he intoned his impending success to Sauron. How easy it would be to destroy the king through the very place in which he found safety. And the plot he had concocted only enriched the plan. Man would always lust after what was not granted; Saruman could see it in their blackened hearts, permanently tainted by sin. The elves were the perfect targets, and too many times had they interfered with Saruman in the duration of their lifetimes. Sauron would be happy if both the king and the elves were departed. And Saruman - Saruman got the intrigue of the fellowship.

Tell me only when it has been done, came the curt response.

Bah! Saruman swiped at the unfortunate orc too close, smashing it aside. When all was done, Saruman, not Sauron, will be dark lord! The ring was practically his.

It had been difficult converting Haldir to Saruman's purpose, but it had been done with skillful ploys. From Haldir's deep hatred of dwarves, Saruman found the crack to deepen the hole. And deepen it did. It had taken time, many months preparation to drive Haldir to madness and gather the forces to corner the Fellowship into Lothlorien. Saruman had gotten lucky with Gandalf's death - things were much easier with the grey maggot dispatched. Perhaps, the fellowship would fair poorly now no matter the king's anguish, but Saruman had already begun with his plans, and Sauron insisted on Aragorn's demise. The Eye had not mentioned not having fun.

After Haldir, everything was easy. Haldir had the queen's trust; Galadriel allowed her warrior the ability to divine into and through the mirror. In that way, Saruman reached Boromir, Legolas, the king, and the ring.

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Destroying the king had been much easier to fulfill than Sauron had thought. He would give Saruman a kinder death - if that were possible. The great eye would have smiled if it could, but the dark lord had plenty of time after his physical body returned to do just that.

END PART I

Not the most intriguing of beginnings, but a start to many pages I've already scribbled out ^_^