Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings and I'm not making any money out of it. But I am responisble to Legolas's death in this story =P. I have many bounty hunters out to kill me. Please feel free to send more. =)
Warning: This fic may be sad to Legolas Lovers, and this fic may be humorous to anit-Mary-Sue fanfics. lmao!
Death to Legolas
By Rebel
Twas a day they would never forget. On the outskirts of Rivendell, no body thought that tradgedy would strike. That one man would strike another...but it did. Everyone learned a very important lesson. Anything...is possible.
Legolas and Aragon were walking silently though a path in the forest, calm, quiet and on a peaceful evening. There was no sound at all..the forest seemed strangely dead, no chirping of birds, no singing of rats and rodents...not even the sound of traveling merchants. Their footsteps echoed in the dense forest...engulfing them with a very...eerie silence. "Aragon, brother, do you believe that young Frodo will actually be able to destory the ring?"
Aragon replied grimly. "...Does it matter?"
Legolas stopped dead in his tracks. Ever since Aragon and him left Rivendell, he's been acting VERY strangely. Too strange. "Is...something wrong?"
The human narrows his eyes and paces slowly around the elf, studying his every move. "Well, well, well. You actually think I'm going to let Frodo destory the ring?" He snickered evilly to himself. "Thats a joke! Everyone knows Sauroman shall rule! And Sauron will be revived!"
Legolas reaches for his bow cautiously..."Aragon! What has gotten into you?!"
Before they could move, Aragon draws his sword with one hand and points it at the Elf's neck, his voice drops into a low whisper. "I am the faithful sevent of Sauroman, that makes you....my enemy." He lunges forward but the swift elf drops down and shoots his foot upwards, hitting the human's groin. Aragon freezes and makes a face almost dropping his sword. "Arrrrg..."
The elf draws his bow and loads an arrow into it, pointing it at Aragon. "Aragon. If you weren't my friend I would have killed you by now. Are you feeling alright? Let us go back..."
Suddenly, Aragon thrusts his sword farward, succesfully hitting the Elf directly in the heart, the blade going with so much force that it rips out through the other side...blood oozing out. "AH!" Legolas screams out in pain, dropping his bow and falling to his knees...."How, but...why..."
He feels a sudden twist in his heart. A pang of anger, treachercy and betrayal. His best friend...Aragon, has struck him down in vain. The young elf's vision blurs...and he sees the cruel twisted grin on the human's face as he pulls the sword out. Legolas falls onto his stomach, his face hitting the dirt and staring into Aragon's cruel eyes. What ever happened to him? Was he possesed by on of Sauroman's evil minions?
His eyes slowly flutter close...more blood spilling out. his body is draing of streangth, but the thing that kills him faster is the sadness and anger of betrayal. The phases of his life flash slowly in his mind...his happy childhood...his meeting with Aragon and Boromir....the love of Arwen and Galandriel...the hard times and the good times. His eyes close completely, the last thing he hears is his and Aragon's laughter...and a sad song... Legolas...slips into an eternal darkness.
Warning: This fic may be sad to Legolas Lovers, and this fic may be humorous to anit-Mary-Sue fanfics. lmao!
Death to Legolas
By Rebel
Twas a day they would never forget. On the outskirts of Rivendell, no body thought that tradgedy would strike. That one man would strike another...but it did. Everyone learned a very important lesson. Anything...is possible.
Legolas and Aragon were walking silently though a path in the forest, calm, quiet and on a peaceful evening. There was no sound at all..the forest seemed strangely dead, no chirping of birds, no singing of rats and rodents...not even the sound of traveling merchants. Their footsteps echoed in the dense forest...engulfing them with a very...eerie silence. "Aragon, brother, do you believe that young Frodo will actually be able to destory the ring?"
Aragon replied grimly. "...Does it matter?"
Legolas stopped dead in his tracks. Ever since Aragon and him left Rivendell, he's been acting VERY strangely. Too strange. "Is...something wrong?"
The human narrows his eyes and paces slowly around the elf, studying his every move. "Well, well, well. You actually think I'm going to let Frodo destory the ring?" He snickered evilly to himself. "Thats a joke! Everyone knows Sauroman shall rule! And Sauron will be revived!"
Legolas reaches for his bow cautiously..."Aragon! What has gotten into you?!"
Before they could move, Aragon draws his sword with one hand and points it at the Elf's neck, his voice drops into a low whisper. "I am the faithful sevent of Sauroman, that makes you....my enemy." He lunges forward but the swift elf drops down and shoots his foot upwards, hitting the human's groin. Aragon freezes and makes a face almost dropping his sword. "Arrrrg..."
The elf draws his bow and loads an arrow into it, pointing it at Aragon. "Aragon. If you weren't my friend I would have killed you by now. Are you feeling alright? Let us go back..."
Suddenly, Aragon thrusts his sword farward, succesfully hitting the Elf directly in the heart, the blade going with so much force that it rips out through the other side...blood oozing out. "AH!" Legolas screams out in pain, dropping his bow and falling to his knees...."How, but...why..."
He feels a sudden twist in his heart. A pang of anger, treachercy and betrayal. His best friend...Aragon, has struck him down in vain. The young elf's vision blurs...and he sees the cruel twisted grin on the human's face as he pulls the sword out. Legolas falls onto his stomach, his face hitting the dirt and staring into Aragon's cruel eyes. What ever happened to him? Was he possesed by on of Sauroman's evil minions?
His eyes slowly flutter close...more blood spilling out. his body is draing of streangth, but the thing that kills him faster is the sadness and anger of betrayal. The phases of his life flash slowly in his mind...his happy childhood...his meeting with Aragon and Boromir....the love of Arwen and Galandriel...the hard times and the good times. His eyes close completely, the last thing he hears is his and Aragon's laughter...and a sad song... Legolas...slips into an eternal darkness.