Okay guys I am just going to try this out and see how it goes. I personally ship Legolas/Tauriel so I thought that I could attempt at writing their love story:) No flames please but reviews are awesome:) okay here's Chapter 1 in my new story, "In My Veins".
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Disclaimer: I own nothing but if I did own LOTR I wouldn't be writing this fanfic right now. I would be on vacation with Orli, Viggo, and the whole LOTR cast:)
Note: Elvish, flashbacks, and thoughts are in italics.
Chapter 1
"He's injured! Quick help him!" The healer said quickly before dismissing the group of people pooling around the small area of forest.
They put the ellon on the ground; making sure they were not giving him any pain. The pastiness of his skin worried the healer while she tried to aid him. There was an arrow to his shoulder and lower thigh. The blood seeped out from the wound and black coiling veins like snakes were surrounding it. At the sight of the grievous injury the healer cringed . This man was lucky to still be alive and still at high-risk for many more problems.
The elves standing by had eyes as wide as flying saucers and were whispering among their group while the ellon lie on the brink of death. Their voices were like the rustling trees on a cool autumn night.
"What is your name?" The healer asked while inspecting the man's injury.
The man cleared his throat weakly, "Aldaron...Son of...Laradon..."
The healer heard his raspy voice; he was getting worse. His breath hitched as she started to try to take the arrow out.
"Okay, this might hurt a little bit."
He winced and gasped in tremendous pain. The arrows had barbs on the tip; creating more damage for the elf.
When the healer finally managed to get the arrows out she heard him say a name.
"Ta-Taur, Tauriel..." He trailed.
They had all forgotten about the young elleth standing in the slight brush of the forest. She was alone, scared, and teary-eyed. Her light chestnut hair blew slightly in the wind and complimented her soft porcelain-like profile. The elleth's eyes were a faint brown glow against the dark lashes she had upon her face and wisps of pink clouded her cheeks.
The girl watched her father being brought up from the position he was in. She didn't want to come close, no, she couldn't come close to him. The sight of her father like that frightened her and she felt like she could not move; she was immobile.
The healer began to command the small group of people to help the ellon get to safety. The healer heard him slur in his sleep while they took him straight to the castle he was talking about the girl 'Tauriel'. Then it dawned on the healer; the girl must be his daughter. She was startled from her thoughts by the man suddenly coughing and gasping for air. He was getting worse.
The healer started to try and bring him to the castle; forgetting all about the young elleth who was in the underbrush, Tauriel.
The Queen of Greenwood emerged from her dream-like palace for the first time in several days. She felt the cool air enter her lungs and then flow outward into the atmosphere. Her name was Almariel and her beauty was the light of Greenwood. She was adorned in a white gown with tiny lace embellishments flowing down the hem of her dress. Her hair was light blond reaching the small of her back and the gentle waves that cascaded down her shoulders were alluring to the sight.
Almariel walked out from her quarters; smelling the fresh air. She decided that she would observe the Kingdom and it's grace as it prospered. The slightest wave of wind made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up straight. She gathered her dress; making sure she wouldn't trip and began to travel towards the forest.
Just as she started to move into the enticing woods; she was met by her son, Legolas. He looked at her with his crystal blue eyes that he inherited from his father. Legolas was practically a mirror-image of Thranduil. From his sharp profile to the bright blue eyes; Legolas looked exactly like him in appearance. Though when it came to his personality; Almariel was the one who gave him that.
He looked up at his mother with innocent eyes, "Naneth, what are you doing?"
She simply smiled watching her son tug on her dress, "I am going to take a small walk in the woods. Would you like to join me?"
His face swirled with curiosity and happiness as he wore a small grin that made Almariel smile.
"Yes!"
She chuckled slightly and held out her hand for her son and he took it while walking into the clearing of the dark woods. The grass was a vibrant green and the thriving trees had blossomed. Leaves fell and sea-sawed back and forth before descending to the cool soil. The trees swayed in the wind and blew the leaves around in circles. One of the them got stuck in Legolas's hair. Almariel laughed lightly as she picked the leaf from her son's hair while he protested.
The two began to get deeper into the forest when Almariel started up a conversation.
"So do you like training so far?"
Almariel knew this was a touchy subject for her son; he was very quiet and never really talked or communicated with any of the other elflings. He was training with a bow right now and from what the teachers had said; her son was not doing so good. Usually when she tried to interact with her son about this he would try and change the topic.
He looked at the ground and kicked a small rock, "It's fine." He mumbled.
Almariel heard the tone of her son's voice was unconvinced by her son's choice of words. She sighed and walked along the trail a little bit longer.
"Have you made any friends?"
He shook his head in shame, "No, I just..."
Almariel glanced down at him, "You just what?"
He sighed, "I do not know how to talk to the other elflings in my class. I am so different from them."
The Queen frowned knowingly; her son did not usually like to talk to other elflings and rarely spoke of them. This worried Almariel as well as Legolas's father.
The mother and son continued to walk and discuss what they had done the past couple of days. Their much-needed conversation was heart-warming to Almariel. She knew that her son was growing up fast and soon he would be old enough to join the Woodland Guard. Almariel always envisioned her son being a warrior, even if he was not good with weapons. She had a feeling that something of significance would happen in his life and good would come out of it.
They traveled all the way down to the edge of the forest and Almariel looked down at her son and studied him. She noted his features and watched him look up at her in confusion.
"Nana, what is it?"
She smiled, "Nothing, you are just growing into an honorable ellon."
Legolas rolled his eyes a bit, "Naneth."
Almariel chuckled and squeezed his hand.
They were about to turn back when Legolas spotted something in the woods.
"Naneth! Look I found something."
His voice had curiosity enlaced in it and Almariel followed her son into the underbrush of the forest. He was standing over something and the only thing she saw was chestnut hair splayed across the dark fertile soil. It was an elleth, a young elleth.
"Nana, something is wrong with her." Legolas said looking closely at the young girl.
Almariel looked at the girl with wide eyes. She looked to have a cut on her stomach and she was malnourished.
"Legolas. I need you to get the healers, now." Almariel spoke quietly as she gathered the girl in her arms.
Legolas looked to his mother in disarray, "Will she be alright?"
Almariel looked down at her son, "I do not know."
With that she sent her son to go inform the healers about the girl. She watched him leave and Almariel searched the girl for anymore wounds or injuries. Luckily, there were none and she felt relief engulf her.
The girl looked to be the same age as Legolas and she had a small dagger in her sheath. Almariel hurried and ran to the castle with the girl dangling in her arms. She was pale and sickly; this worried Almariel.
When they finally arrived Legolas stood in front of the Halls of Healing with his eyes filling with concern.
Almariel brought the girl to a small bed a placed her down while the healers started to work on her. Almariel and Legolas stayed by her the whole time because they knew that she didn't have a family.
Minutes turned into hours and finally in the dark of night while Legolas and Almariel were asleep in each other's arms she woke up.
Legolas heard her fiddle with the sheets and cracked his eyes open to see her. He disentangled himself from his mother and watched the confused elleth in the bed. She looked at Legolas with confusion sweeping over her eyes.
"It is okay. I'm not going to hurt you." Legolas said holding his hands out to show that he meant no harm.
The young girl looked around the room nervously, "Wh-Where, where am I?"
Legolas smiled slightly, "You are in the Halls of Healing. What is your name?"
"Ta-Tauriel."
"Well it is nice to meet you Tauriel. I'm Legolas."
She nodded and glanced around the room a little bit more before looking back to Legolas.
"How did I get here?"
"My mother and I found you in the woods."
She nodded and lie back down on the bed getting comfortable. Legolas knew that she must be tired after receiving an injury like the one she obtained. Tauriel started to fall asleep on the bed and Legolas thought that he might actually get a friend.
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