Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the Lord of the Rings. It all belongs
to J.R.R Tolkien. Nienna is all mines.
Note: This is my new story. I know it has been done before. Is anybody is interested in being my Beta reader just send me a mail. Let's begin. About the name, I found it in an Elvish name generator, I like the name, don't like it bad luck.
"Let me go." Legolas Greenleaf yelled to the Uruk-Hai who had taken him captive.
One of the Uruk-Hai smashed his sword into Legolas cheek, which caused his head to snap to the right. Legolas could feel blood in his mouth and he spit it out on the ground.
"I told you to be quite, Elf" The Uruk spat.
Legolas opened his mouth to answer him but an other Orc poured a liquid down his throat. Coughing to get it out of his wind pipe, Legolas felt himself getting drowsy.
Before darkness claimed him, he could see the Orcs grinning and taking out knives and their swords. His last thought was for his friends.
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Voices, voices in the distance, were all that Legolas heard before he opened his eyes.
Darkness was all he could see. After a few minutes his eyes were used to the darkness and he could see that he was actually in a dark cell. It was probably located somewhere underground.
A couple of moments later when the cloud in his head cleared up, he felt the immense pressure on his arms and the pain in his chest. He felt something warm dripping from him stomach onto his leggings.
Looking down, he saw gashes and bruises covering his chest. Blood was oozing out of the gashes. Now he realised what the Uruk-Hai had done with the weapons when he was asleep.
Somebody has removed his tunic and his shirt. Legolas eyes went wide when he noticed that the necklace he had gotten from his father had been removed too. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he felt anger sweep trough him.
He looked up when the door opened and closed his eyes against the blinding light that came in.
"Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of the Woodland Realm of Mirkwood." An icy voice said.
Opening his eyes again, Legolas saw standing before he the White Wizard. "Saruman!"
"Quite right, my prince, I was wondering when you would be awake. Now we are going to have a little chat." Saruman said while closing the door behind him.
Legolas kept silent and Saruman continued. "A couple of months ago Gandalf the Grey came to me. He said that the One Ring had been found. And in the presence of a Halfling. He did not agree with my methods and left. Then I learned that nine people who called themselves 'The Fellowship of the Ring' had left Rivendell. You were one of them. Care to tell me about it?"
Legolas shook his head and answered. "No, I will not. I don't know what it is you want with this but I cannot tell you anything about it. I don't know anything. You caught the wrong one."
Legolas head snapped up when Saruman pushed his staff into his stomach. The Elf gasped for breath. Saruman brought his face inches from Legolas's and hissed. "I know you do. Tell me or suffer the consequences."
"I will not tell you anything." Legolas hissed back.
Saruman stood up again and said. "Fine, my prince, have it your way. I will leave you now so you can think about my offer. Right now, I have somebody here for you. We will talk in the morning."
Saruman left the room and two orcs stepped in. Both had sticks in their hands. Legolas groaned, if he had the strength to get up, he could have handled them but now he was too weak for the blood loss.
The orcs grinned and one raised the stick. Legolas bit his lip to prevent him from crying out when the orcs started hitting on his chest once more.
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When Saruman left the room where Legolas was in, somebody was watching from the shadows. She watched until he was gone and she left to run towards one of the slave quarters in the building.
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It was night when somebody entered the room where Legolas was in. The Elf looked up and expected Saruman or one of the orcs to walk in. To his surprise a young girl walked in.
She had brought a cloth and some water and crouched down in front of him. Legolas tried to pull away from her but stopped when he smelled herbs.
He lifted his head up and could take a good look at her. She had black hair which looked like she had not washed it in quite a while and she had pulled it back in a pony tail.
Her ears were pointy and she wore a travel gear which was muddy and full with holes. Her features were familiar but Legolas could not place her.
When she looked up, Legolas was penetrated by her gaze. Her eyes were blue and not like her dull but full of life. Her cheek was scarred and her lips bruised.
"Be still please. He cannot know I am here. Else we will both die. I am here to help, if you will let me." She said in a quite but powerful voice.
Legolas felt smoothened by her voice and answered. "How can you help me? Only by getting me out of here is the kind of help I need."
The girl shook her head and said. "You are not strong enough to leave yet. Give me a couple of days and I will have you out of here. Right now all I can do is get you strong. If you will let me."
"What will you do?" He asked.
She held up the wet cloth and answered. "I can take care of your wounds and feed you and give you something to drink. That is all I can now for you, I am afraid."
Legolas nodded in agreement and felt that she moved the cloth over his chest. She was gentle. Her touch reminded his of Elrond.
After a few moments he had to ask her. "Are you related to Elrond of Rivendell?"
Her face shot up and she answered. "The less you know the better. He had ways of finding out. I cannot tell you what you want to know just yet. It is safer for the both of us."
Legolas wanted to answer her but when she moved over his stomach, he hissed because of the pain. She stopped her movements and listened if somebody was coming, giving Legolas a moment to regain himself.
When she sat down in front of him again, she gave him some water to drink. Legolas felt the pain becoming lesser. After he had eaten the bread she had brought, he smiled in thanks.
When she had gathered her things, she wanted to leave. But Legolas asked. "Wait; please tell me your name?"
"I said no questions, but fine I will answer this one. But you have to promise me, you will lock our meeting and my name away until I come to you again."
When Legolas nodded, she said. "My name is Nienna. That is all I have to say for now. Try to get some rest, you will need it. Forget me for now, prince Legolas."
Legolas closed his eyes while his mind repeated her name. When he looked up again, she was gone.
"Namarie, Lady Nienna." He said so soft only he could hear it. After that he fell into a restless slumber.
Hope you liked it. Please review.
Note: This is my new story. I know it has been done before. Is anybody is interested in being my Beta reader just send me a mail. Let's begin. About the name, I found it in an Elvish name generator, I like the name, don't like it bad luck.
"Let me go." Legolas Greenleaf yelled to the Uruk-Hai who had taken him captive.
One of the Uruk-Hai smashed his sword into Legolas cheek, which caused his head to snap to the right. Legolas could feel blood in his mouth and he spit it out on the ground.
"I told you to be quite, Elf" The Uruk spat.
Legolas opened his mouth to answer him but an other Orc poured a liquid down his throat. Coughing to get it out of his wind pipe, Legolas felt himself getting drowsy.
Before darkness claimed him, he could see the Orcs grinning and taking out knives and their swords. His last thought was for his friends.
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Voices, voices in the distance, were all that Legolas heard before he opened his eyes.
Darkness was all he could see. After a few minutes his eyes were used to the darkness and he could see that he was actually in a dark cell. It was probably located somewhere underground.
A couple of moments later when the cloud in his head cleared up, he felt the immense pressure on his arms and the pain in his chest. He felt something warm dripping from him stomach onto his leggings.
Looking down, he saw gashes and bruises covering his chest. Blood was oozing out of the gashes. Now he realised what the Uruk-Hai had done with the weapons when he was asleep.
Somebody has removed his tunic and his shirt. Legolas eyes went wide when he noticed that the necklace he had gotten from his father had been removed too. Gritting his teeth against the pain, he felt anger sweep trough him.
He looked up when the door opened and closed his eyes against the blinding light that came in.
"Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of the Woodland Realm of Mirkwood." An icy voice said.
Opening his eyes again, Legolas saw standing before he the White Wizard. "Saruman!"
"Quite right, my prince, I was wondering when you would be awake. Now we are going to have a little chat." Saruman said while closing the door behind him.
Legolas kept silent and Saruman continued. "A couple of months ago Gandalf the Grey came to me. He said that the One Ring had been found. And in the presence of a Halfling. He did not agree with my methods and left. Then I learned that nine people who called themselves 'The Fellowship of the Ring' had left Rivendell. You were one of them. Care to tell me about it?"
Legolas shook his head and answered. "No, I will not. I don't know what it is you want with this but I cannot tell you anything about it. I don't know anything. You caught the wrong one."
Legolas head snapped up when Saruman pushed his staff into his stomach. The Elf gasped for breath. Saruman brought his face inches from Legolas's and hissed. "I know you do. Tell me or suffer the consequences."
"I will not tell you anything." Legolas hissed back.
Saruman stood up again and said. "Fine, my prince, have it your way. I will leave you now so you can think about my offer. Right now, I have somebody here for you. We will talk in the morning."
Saruman left the room and two orcs stepped in. Both had sticks in their hands. Legolas groaned, if he had the strength to get up, he could have handled them but now he was too weak for the blood loss.
The orcs grinned and one raised the stick. Legolas bit his lip to prevent him from crying out when the orcs started hitting on his chest once more.
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When Saruman left the room where Legolas was in, somebody was watching from the shadows. She watched until he was gone and she left to run towards one of the slave quarters in the building.
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It was night when somebody entered the room where Legolas was in. The Elf looked up and expected Saruman or one of the orcs to walk in. To his surprise a young girl walked in.
She had brought a cloth and some water and crouched down in front of him. Legolas tried to pull away from her but stopped when he smelled herbs.
He lifted his head up and could take a good look at her. She had black hair which looked like she had not washed it in quite a while and she had pulled it back in a pony tail.
Her ears were pointy and she wore a travel gear which was muddy and full with holes. Her features were familiar but Legolas could not place her.
When she looked up, Legolas was penetrated by her gaze. Her eyes were blue and not like her dull but full of life. Her cheek was scarred and her lips bruised.
"Be still please. He cannot know I am here. Else we will both die. I am here to help, if you will let me." She said in a quite but powerful voice.
Legolas felt smoothened by her voice and answered. "How can you help me? Only by getting me out of here is the kind of help I need."
The girl shook her head and said. "You are not strong enough to leave yet. Give me a couple of days and I will have you out of here. Right now all I can do is get you strong. If you will let me."
"What will you do?" He asked.
She held up the wet cloth and answered. "I can take care of your wounds and feed you and give you something to drink. That is all I can now for you, I am afraid."
Legolas nodded in agreement and felt that she moved the cloth over his chest. She was gentle. Her touch reminded his of Elrond.
After a few moments he had to ask her. "Are you related to Elrond of Rivendell?"
Her face shot up and she answered. "The less you know the better. He had ways of finding out. I cannot tell you what you want to know just yet. It is safer for the both of us."
Legolas wanted to answer her but when she moved over his stomach, he hissed because of the pain. She stopped her movements and listened if somebody was coming, giving Legolas a moment to regain himself.
When she sat down in front of him again, she gave him some water to drink. Legolas felt the pain becoming lesser. After he had eaten the bread she had brought, he smiled in thanks.
When she had gathered her things, she wanted to leave. But Legolas asked. "Wait; please tell me your name?"
"I said no questions, but fine I will answer this one. But you have to promise me, you will lock our meeting and my name away until I come to you again."
When Legolas nodded, she said. "My name is Nienna. That is all I have to say for now. Try to get some rest, you will need it. Forget me for now, prince Legolas."
Legolas closed his eyes while his mind repeated her name. When he looked up again, she was gone.
"Namarie, Lady Nienna." He said so soft only he could hear it. After that he fell into a restless slumber.
Hope you liked it. Please review.