Returning Home
Chapter 1: In the Middle of the Forest By: Banana Nut Muffin
Yeah, yeah, I don't own anything that has to do with LOTR. I wish I did, but I don't!
I got a good idea from another story I read since I don't know elfish, and am too lazy to look it up on the Internet. Stuff spoken in elfish will be in italics.
And another thing, I KNOW I CHANGED IT. I turned on my most awesome Authoress Powers to change it HOW EVER I WANT MUAHAHA! The story line that is. Heh heh heh.
Here's the setting. This is post-war, with Gimli and Legolas traveling together. It's approximately 10 years after the war. Woot! Haha! I love that word. Anyway, read!!!
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Gimli and Legolas walked side by side through the Fangorn forest. The trees whispered to each other, commenting on the weather, and other such interesting topics that only trees would find interesting. The sky darkened above the trees, and Gimli looked up at his friend. "We should stop for the night. We have plenty of time to travel in the morning." He said. Legolas nodded and looked around.
"There's a clearing just a little ways that way. We should sleep there." Legolas said, squinting his elf eyes. The blond haired, blue eyed elf turned south and walked through the trees. Gimli tried to follow, but his axe was stuck in come vines that were hanging from a tree.
"Blasted trees! Arg!" he shouted, struggling to be free. Legolas turned when he heard his friend.
"What's wrong Gimli?" he asked, then saw his predicament. Legolas laughed. He walked to the vines and gently pulled them away from Gimli. After he was freed, Gimli glared at the vines, figuring the trees were messing around with him. Then the two friends continued on to the clearing. It was almost a complete circle, with trees lining the entire outside of it. There was a thick layer of brown leaves on the ground, almost like a carpet. A little stream of the setting sun broke through a crack in the trees. When they reached there, they set down their packs and proceeded to find firewood. As they looked, there was a rustling in some nearby trees. Legolas heard it first, and looking around. Then, a strange smell filled the air surrounding them. Legolas squinted his eyes again and looked around. Gimli had stopped searching the ground for wood, and was watching his friend.
All was quiet. Nothing moved. Not even the leaves in the trees. Then, a twig snapped. Legolas quickly whipped out an arrow, fitted it into his bow, and fired through the trees. A loud roar filled the air, and a thump. Legolas walked closer to see what he had hit, when thirty Orcs burst through the trees, knocking Legolas to the ground. They grunted and surrounded the clearing. The leader picked up Legolas by the collar of his tunic and stood him on his feet. "You killed one of my best soldiers." He said, his rancid breath blowing in Legolas's face. He closed his eyes and scrunched up his nose to stop the smell with no avail. Before they could say anything else, Gimli pulled out his axe and started hacking away at the orcs. He killed the one that was holding Legolas, and they both started to fight off the orcs. After a few minutes, Legolas heard a cry. He turned and saw his friend, his axe at his side, and he was on his knees. Stuck in his back was a thick, black orc arrow. In the blink of an eye, two more were fired. One was in his chest, and the other next to the other arrow in his back. Blood seeped out of the wounds. Legolas stared in disbelief. Rage filled the young elf, and he started firing at all the orcs, determined to kill them all. It took a while, since he had to keep collecting arrows, but he eventually killed them all. The air stank of orc blood. Legolas ran to his friend, who was still on his knees. His eyes were wide in terror.
"Gimli, my friend, are you alright?" He asked, fear filling his voice. Gimli cough, and drops of blood rolled down his red beard.
"I'm just fine." He said, coughing again. Legolas looked at his friend, a thought entering his head. Gimli would not survive the night. Legolas snapped back to reality when Gimli launched into another coughing fit. Then, Gimli reached up and pulled the arrow out of his chest and dropped it on the ground. He looked down at his wound. "Perhaps I'm not as fine as I think I am." He said quietly. "Do an old dwarf a favor. Could you take those bloody arrows out of my back?" he asked. Legolas nodded sadly and gently pulled out the arrows.
"Do you want me to get some herbs to put on the wounds?" Legolas asked. Gimli shook his head. Gimli knew what was going on, and why his vision was starting to darken.
"It would be a waste of time, master elf. I will not live much longer. Shadow calls me, and I must answer." He said, laying on the ground.
"No, Gimli, you could fight it! You could live!" Legolas said, trying to keep his eyes from closing. Gimli shook his head. Legolas gathered the elf in his arms and looked down at him.
"It's my time, Legolas. I have but one request. Take the hair that was given to me by Galadriel, and go to the Lonely Mountain. Mention my name, and they will take you to my family. Give them the hair, and tell them to pass it down through the generations. Tell them the story." He said. He coughed more, and his eyes closed. His breathing became slow and ragged. "Good bye, my friend."
"Gimli, good bye." Legolas said quietly. The dwarf's body became limp, and his breathing stopped. Tears fell down the pale face of the elf. He set the body down on the ground and stood. He wasn't going to bury him here. There was too much death, and too many orcs. As Legolas stood in the middle of the clearing, there was a loud crunch. Then another, then another. Legolas looked up, and saw a familiar tree. Not a tree, an Ent. He broke into the clearing and looked down at Legolas.
"Harumm. I heard.. commotion. so barrummm I thought I'd come see what. it was." he said slowly. (HAHA! I love my version of an Ent speaking common tongue!!)
"Ocrs attacked us, my friend Gimli and I." Legolas said. Treebread looked down at the elf.
"Harrummm I know. who you are. Master Elf. friend of the little barrummm hobbits." Leoglas nodded. "Barumm. tell me. about this little. harummm battle here."
"We stopped here for the night, and as we were looking for firewood, we heard something. It turned out to be a small army of thirty orcs. My friend, Gimli, was shot with three orc arrows. He's dead." He said the last part, his voice choaked up, and a few more tears fell down his cheeks.
"I see." Treebeard said. "Harummm if you wish. I could take you and your friend. barumm to a place in the center of the forest. a most beautiful part.. where you could bury him. harumm. It has not been touched my death.." He said slowly. Legolas turned and looked down at Gimli's body. He would not be able to take him to the Lonely Mountain. It was too far. He looked back at Treebeard.
"I would be most grateful.." Legolas said. Treebeard nodded and reached down.
"Barumm climb on Master Elf." Legolas climbed up his arm and sat down on his shoulder. Then, Treebeard picked up Gimli. He started off through the forest, dodging trees. Legolas looked ahead, remembering the times that he had had with Gimli in their travels. Before long, Treebeard spoke.
"Here we are Master Elf.. baruummm.." He said. Legolas blinked and looked around. The place was beautiful. There were flowers everywhere. The sunlight shone through the trees, and the place seemed to sparkle. The trees swayed in the light breeze, and sang songs about the happy times of the forest. The sheer beauty of the place make Legolas's eyes water. Treebeard set down Gimli and Legolas climbed down. Gently, Treebeard dug a quick hole in the ground. "You may put him in there." He said. Legolas picked up his friend, and placed him in the hole.
"Good bye my friend. I will come visit you again sometime." Legolas said. Then he remembered something. He reached down and took the hair from Gimli. Then, he pushed the dirt into the hole. As he did so, Treebeard looked up at the sky.
"Baarrruummm I have to go Master Elf, but when you are .. Finished here. haruum.. come south of here, and you will. arrive at Entwood, my home. You will rest there." He said, then walked off. Legolas nodded and went back to covering Gimli with the dirt. When he was finished, he found a broad piece of wood and he started a small fire. He pulled out his small knife, and heated the tip. He took the piece of wood and engraved "Gimli, son of Gloín" into the wood. Then, he attached it to another piece of wood, and stuck it in the ground by Gimli's grave. Sadly, Legolas took one last look at the grave, as tears rolled down his cheeks. He didn't want to leave, but he knew he had to. He turned and started south down a path heading to Entwood.
When he arrived there, it was empty. Treebeard hadn't returned yet. He took the time to admire his home. Everything was Ent-Sized. There was only a large bed made of stone with many leaves on it, and there was a giant table. Next to the bed was a waterfall. The water didn't look like it was supposed to. It was really clear and it sparkled as if there were diamonds in it. As he was admiring the water, he heard Treebeard come into the clearing.
"How are you. barrummm Master Elf?" He asked Legolas.
"I'm fine." he said quietly. Treebeard nodded.
"Baarrummm come now Master Elf. Have a drink of Entdraut (spelling??). It will refresh you." He said, filling a large bowl with the clear water. He lifted Legolas onto the table and set the bowl down. Legolas walked over to it and took a drink. Almost immediately, he felt a sudden warmth flow through his body, and he almost felt. green and full of life, but his sadness was still present. Although he had been in many wars, his elf mind was still not used to the act of death. "Harrumm. tell me Master Elf. how long do you plan to stay.?" Treebeard asked. Legolas looked at him.
"Although I would like to stay longer, I have many things to do. This drink has refreshed me, and I would like to move on, and do what needs to be done. I will return someday to visit my friend's grave. Thank you for your hospitality, and I hope you not think it rude of me to leave so soon." Legolas said in an apologetic voice. Treebeard smiled.
"Harumm not rude at all Master Elf. Go. I will watch over the Master Dwarf's grave while you are away. baruum." Legolas thanked him a thousand times over, and was soon on his way out of the forest. As he walked, he closed his eyes and pictures a map of Middle Earth that he had studied as a child. To the west was the Shire, but that involved going over mountains, or around, but that would take longer. Minis Tirith was to the south, near Morder. Mirkwood and the Lonely Mountain were to the North-East. He decided on going home first. He knew that Galadriel had already gone across the ocean. He would have to walk unless he could get a horse from somewhere else.
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End of Chapter 1.
Sorry about killing Gimli, but the story. and the plot line. ahh!!! Hehe. The way I had planned it, Legolas was going to go to the Lonely Mountain first, or Minis Tirith, but when I looked at a map, I realized that they were all over the place. Hehe. Yup.
bTw, I like reviews. HINT HINT! Hahah! But I'm going to keep writing the story, so blahh. hehe.
Peace Out~
Banana Nut Muffin
Chapter 1: In the Middle of the Forest By: Banana Nut Muffin
Yeah, yeah, I don't own anything that has to do with LOTR. I wish I did, but I don't!
I got a good idea from another story I read since I don't know elfish, and am too lazy to look it up on the Internet. Stuff spoken in elfish will be in italics.
And another thing, I KNOW I CHANGED IT. I turned on my most awesome Authoress Powers to change it HOW EVER I WANT MUAHAHA! The story line that is. Heh heh heh.
Here's the setting. This is post-war, with Gimli and Legolas traveling together. It's approximately 10 years after the war. Woot! Haha! I love that word. Anyway, read!!!
~~*~~*~~
Gimli and Legolas walked side by side through the Fangorn forest. The trees whispered to each other, commenting on the weather, and other such interesting topics that only trees would find interesting. The sky darkened above the trees, and Gimli looked up at his friend. "We should stop for the night. We have plenty of time to travel in the morning." He said. Legolas nodded and looked around.
"There's a clearing just a little ways that way. We should sleep there." Legolas said, squinting his elf eyes. The blond haired, blue eyed elf turned south and walked through the trees. Gimli tried to follow, but his axe was stuck in come vines that were hanging from a tree.
"Blasted trees! Arg!" he shouted, struggling to be free. Legolas turned when he heard his friend.
"What's wrong Gimli?" he asked, then saw his predicament. Legolas laughed. He walked to the vines and gently pulled them away from Gimli. After he was freed, Gimli glared at the vines, figuring the trees were messing around with him. Then the two friends continued on to the clearing. It was almost a complete circle, with trees lining the entire outside of it. There was a thick layer of brown leaves on the ground, almost like a carpet. A little stream of the setting sun broke through a crack in the trees. When they reached there, they set down their packs and proceeded to find firewood. As they looked, there was a rustling in some nearby trees. Legolas heard it first, and looking around. Then, a strange smell filled the air surrounding them. Legolas squinted his eyes again and looked around. Gimli had stopped searching the ground for wood, and was watching his friend.
All was quiet. Nothing moved. Not even the leaves in the trees. Then, a twig snapped. Legolas quickly whipped out an arrow, fitted it into his bow, and fired through the trees. A loud roar filled the air, and a thump. Legolas walked closer to see what he had hit, when thirty Orcs burst through the trees, knocking Legolas to the ground. They grunted and surrounded the clearing. The leader picked up Legolas by the collar of his tunic and stood him on his feet. "You killed one of my best soldiers." He said, his rancid breath blowing in Legolas's face. He closed his eyes and scrunched up his nose to stop the smell with no avail. Before they could say anything else, Gimli pulled out his axe and started hacking away at the orcs. He killed the one that was holding Legolas, and they both started to fight off the orcs. After a few minutes, Legolas heard a cry. He turned and saw his friend, his axe at his side, and he was on his knees. Stuck in his back was a thick, black orc arrow. In the blink of an eye, two more were fired. One was in his chest, and the other next to the other arrow in his back. Blood seeped out of the wounds. Legolas stared in disbelief. Rage filled the young elf, and he started firing at all the orcs, determined to kill them all. It took a while, since he had to keep collecting arrows, but he eventually killed them all. The air stank of orc blood. Legolas ran to his friend, who was still on his knees. His eyes were wide in terror.
"Gimli, my friend, are you alright?" He asked, fear filling his voice. Gimli cough, and drops of blood rolled down his red beard.
"I'm just fine." He said, coughing again. Legolas looked at his friend, a thought entering his head. Gimli would not survive the night. Legolas snapped back to reality when Gimli launched into another coughing fit. Then, Gimli reached up and pulled the arrow out of his chest and dropped it on the ground. He looked down at his wound. "Perhaps I'm not as fine as I think I am." He said quietly. "Do an old dwarf a favor. Could you take those bloody arrows out of my back?" he asked. Legolas nodded sadly and gently pulled out the arrows.
"Do you want me to get some herbs to put on the wounds?" Legolas asked. Gimli shook his head. Gimli knew what was going on, and why his vision was starting to darken.
"It would be a waste of time, master elf. I will not live much longer. Shadow calls me, and I must answer." He said, laying on the ground.
"No, Gimli, you could fight it! You could live!" Legolas said, trying to keep his eyes from closing. Gimli shook his head. Legolas gathered the elf in his arms and looked down at him.
"It's my time, Legolas. I have but one request. Take the hair that was given to me by Galadriel, and go to the Lonely Mountain. Mention my name, and they will take you to my family. Give them the hair, and tell them to pass it down through the generations. Tell them the story." He said. He coughed more, and his eyes closed. His breathing became slow and ragged. "Good bye, my friend."
"Gimli, good bye." Legolas said quietly. The dwarf's body became limp, and his breathing stopped. Tears fell down the pale face of the elf. He set the body down on the ground and stood. He wasn't going to bury him here. There was too much death, and too many orcs. As Legolas stood in the middle of the clearing, there was a loud crunch. Then another, then another. Legolas looked up, and saw a familiar tree. Not a tree, an Ent. He broke into the clearing and looked down at Legolas.
"Harumm. I heard.. commotion. so barrummm I thought I'd come see what. it was." he said slowly. (HAHA! I love my version of an Ent speaking common tongue!!)
"Ocrs attacked us, my friend Gimli and I." Legolas said. Treebread looked down at the elf.
"Harrummm I know. who you are. Master Elf. friend of the little barrummm hobbits." Leoglas nodded. "Barumm. tell me. about this little. harummm battle here."
"We stopped here for the night, and as we were looking for firewood, we heard something. It turned out to be a small army of thirty orcs. My friend, Gimli, was shot with three orc arrows. He's dead." He said the last part, his voice choaked up, and a few more tears fell down his cheeks.
"I see." Treebeard said. "Harummm if you wish. I could take you and your friend. barumm to a place in the center of the forest. a most beautiful part.. where you could bury him. harumm. It has not been touched my death.." He said slowly. Legolas turned and looked down at Gimli's body. He would not be able to take him to the Lonely Mountain. It was too far. He looked back at Treebeard.
"I would be most grateful.." Legolas said. Treebeard nodded and reached down.
"Barumm climb on Master Elf." Legolas climbed up his arm and sat down on his shoulder. Then, Treebeard picked up Gimli. He started off through the forest, dodging trees. Legolas looked ahead, remembering the times that he had had with Gimli in their travels. Before long, Treebeard spoke.
"Here we are Master Elf.. baruummm.." He said. Legolas blinked and looked around. The place was beautiful. There were flowers everywhere. The sunlight shone through the trees, and the place seemed to sparkle. The trees swayed in the light breeze, and sang songs about the happy times of the forest. The sheer beauty of the place make Legolas's eyes water. Treebeard set down Gimli and Legolas climbed down. Gently, Treebeard dug a quick hole in the ground. "You may put him in there." He said. Legolas picked up his friend, and placed him in the hole.
"Good bye my friend. I will come visit you again sometime." Legolas said. Then he remembered something. He reached down and took the hair from Gimli. Then, he pushed the dirt into the hole. As he did so, Treebeard looked up at the sky.
"Baarrruummm I have to go Master Elf, but when you are .. Finished here. haruum.. come south of here, and you will. arrive at Entwood, my home. You will rest there." He said, then walked off. Legolas nodded and went back to covering Gimli with the dirt. When he was finished, he found a broad piece of wood and he started a small fire. He pulled out his small knife, and heated the tip. He took the piece of wood and engraved "Gimli, son of Gloín" into the wood. Then, he attached it to another piece of wood, and stuck it in the ground by Gimli's grave. Sadly, Legolas took one last look at the grave, as tears rolled down his cheeks. He didn't want to leave, but he knew he had to. He turned and started south down a path heading to Entwood.
When he arrived there, it was empty. Treebeard hadn't returned yet. He took the time to admire his home. Everything was Ent-Sized. There was only a large bed made of stone with many leaves on it, and there was a giant table. Next to the bed was a waterfall. The water didn't look like it was supposed to. It was really clear and it sparkled as if there were diamonds in it. As he was admiring the water, he heard Treebeard come into the clearing.
"How are you. barrummm Master Elf?" He asked Legolas.
"I'm fine." he said quietly. Treebeard nodded.
"Baarrummm come now Master Elf. Have a drink of Entdraut (spelling??). It will refresh you." He said, filling a large bowl with the clear water. He lifted Legolas onto the table and set the bowl down. Legolas walked over to it and took a drink. Almost immediately, he felt a sudden warmth flow through his body, and he almost felt. green and full of life, but his sadness was still present. Although he had been in many wars, his elf mind was still not used to the act of death. "Harrumm. tell me Master Elf. how long do you plan to stay.?" Treebeard asked. Legolas looked at him.
"Although I would like to stay longer, I have many things to do. This drink has refreshed me, and I would like to move on, and do what needs to be done. I will return someday to visit my friend's grave. Thank you for your hospitality, and I hope you not think it rude of me to leave so soon." Legolas said in an apologetic voice. Treebeard smiled.
"Harumm not rude at all Master Elf. Go. I will watch over the Master Dwarf's grave while you are away. baruum." Legolas thanked him a thousand times over, and was soon on his way out of the forest. As he walked, he closed his eyes and pictures a map of Middle Earth that he had studied as a child. To the west was the Shire, but that involved going over mountains, or around, but that would take longer. Minis Tirith was to the south, near Morder. Mirkwood and the Lonely Mountain were to the North-East. He decided on going home first. He knew that Galadriel had already gone across the ocean. He would have to walk unless he could get a horse from somewhere else.
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End of Chapter 1.
Sorry about killing Gimli, but the story. and the plot line. ahh!!! Hehe. The way I had planned it, Legolas was going to go to the Lonely Mountain first, or Minis Tirith, but when I looked at a map, I realized that they were all over the place. Hehe. Yup.
bTw, I like reviews. HINT HINT! Hahah! But I'm going to keep writing the story, so blahh. hehe.
Peace Out~
Banana Nut Muffin