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A/N: I wrote this after reading a scene from The Return of the king. But, so you know some of you may or may not have seen the opening scene for this Story. It Dose happen in Return of the king. But, it is in an Unedited Version an freind owns. So, you most likely won't find that copy of Return of the King on the Shelf. Most likely people don't wanna see poor Poor Pretty boy Elf get his Ass Whupped.
The Barrons By, Arianna Greenleaf
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It had been one misstep not something one would associate with the sure footed Legolas. He had taken one step back to far and the next thing he knew he was pitching backwards and downwards with nothing to break his fall but sharp rocks and Snow. When he hit the bottom there was pain but, not pain he couldn't bear. What came though after his hitting the bottom was the orc. It leapt after him and landed with no problem. It stalked towards him and pulled its sword.
"Where is the ring?" It growled.
This was the last thing Legolas remembered clearly and now...
He lay there in the freezeing snow, his body broken and bloody. If pain were a feeling he was definitly feeling it now. He hadn't given in though that was a plus. It didn't cheer him up any because he had a feeling in the pit of his stomach if he still had a Stomach that it would be of no avail for he was positive he would now die here alone. There was an odd rushing sound in his ears as deaths cold hand moved slowly clouser until he heard something a long ways off. It sounded as if someone were calling his name. How Fasinating, He could feel hands upon his clothes trying to bring him back to where he was leaveing his body. He didn't want to go back he wanted to stay forever. But, Slowly achingly slow he opened his eyes to see Aragorn watching him with concern. His freind his compaion sense then begining of this failed mission to Morodor. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. He could still feel the coldness of death tugging at him. But Death was Momentaraly distracted by pain as Aragorn picked him up. He gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as pain ripped up his spine. He had a feeling that was not a good thing.
"Just stay with me Legolas!" Aragorn snapped forecably as he began walking though the knee deep snow. "GIMLI!" he yelled
Legolas opened his eyes again and took a deep breath and tried to talk but he couldn't the pain was to great. He could feel the tug of death at his eyes it was telling him to just close his eyes and let it be at that. Let it all end at that. It would be over no more Pain, no more suffering, no more being Alone....That was Deaths mistake he wasn't alone. He had Aragorn and Gimli. He wasn't alone yet. And that was what made him fight on to stay alive. To stay in the Relm of the liveing, to not join his ancestors.
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Aragorn moved rapidly as one could through knee deep snow. He couldn't figure out how this could of happened. It had been forced to turn his back for one second to deal with an Orc. When his eyes had settled again on the spot where Legolas had been standing the Elf was gone. There were a ton of Orcs standing at the edge of the cliff and he had quickly dispatched them. He kept trying to get some answer to of where Legolas had gotton to but, they would just laugh and die. They had had the Orcs dispatched in short order and he had called to Gimli.
"You Seen Legolas?" He asked his freind.
The Dwarf looked to the same place he had noteing he was gone. "I don't know." he said quietly.
Aragorn walked slowly along studying the snow that led to the cliff face. He looked down the cliff face. He could see broken branches and shifted snow. "Oh, no." He said.
Gimli raced up and looked down as well not seeing anything of concern. "What is it?"
"He fell I think." Aragorn responded and began inspecting the cliff face to find away down.
With in minutes he and Gimli were both standing in snow upto there waists and not making much progress on finding there freind. They had found the point where the Elf had finally come to rest. There was alot of blood in the snow and it was fresh. They had followed the drag marks further into the canyon looking for him.
"LEGOLAS!" Gimli screamed.
Aragorn looked at him then agreed if Legolas was concious prehaps the elf would hear them and call for help. It was a futile hope but one could hope. " LEGOLAS!" He added his voice to the deadly silence of falling snow.
He saw the orc first it appeared to be hunched over something. Probably eating one of its comrades. Aragorn was sickened and pulled his sword. He was going to run the bloody orc through and chop it into a zillion peices. And thats when he saw the hair. It was mostly blood soaked but there was no mistaking it. He lost it. He hacked into the orc like a blind man. Ripping and chopping it until it didn't move at all.
He then turned to his freind and nearly lost what little he had eaten that day. He kneeled in the snow and sighed softly. "Oh, Legolas." He whispered.
"Legolas, can you hear me?" he asked.
He placed a hand near his freinds mouth and felt the shakey exhalation. He turned his head and wiped the stray tears falling down his cheeks. "Come on freind, open yer eyes." He whispered hopeing that the elf would wake up. There was no such luck the elf remained still.
"Legolas?" He said.
It seemed to go in slow motion as the elf slowly opened his eyes and his glazed eyes focused on his. He watched it seemed he saw something in those pain filled eyes. He was slowly clawing his way back out of the tunnel that lead to the end.
"Just Stay with me, Legolas!" He snapped placeing his hands gently under him and picking him up. He watched his eyes shut tight for a second and his breathing became labored.
"GIMLI!" He screamed for the Dwarf he started hikeing through the snow.
The Dwarf came wadeing through the snow looking like a snowman. Covered from head to foot with snow. He stopped at the sight before him. "Is he?"
"Not, yet." Aragorn responded. "We need to get him up and out now!" He said looking up the cliff face. "But, how?"
Gimli looked up to and shook his head. "We can't get up there with him."
Aragorn nodded and looked down the canyon. "Will have to go this way." He said calmly.
Gimli looked at Legolas who was just stareing blankly upwards the only sign of life in the Elf was the slow rise and fall of his cheast. "He won't make it that long." He finally said.
Aragorn nodded and sighed looking up. "Well, maybe the horses could get down here." He said.
Gimli nodded. "Maybe." He said.
Aragorn whisteled calling to the two horses. The Brown one appeared first and looked down then slowly began making its way down the cliff face. Shortly after Legolas's horse followed it. "Well, that worked." Aragorn said in surprise.
Gimli nodded and as the horses made there way down to the bottom of the Cliff he walked foreward and grabbed the reigns. "Now, what?" he asked.
Slowly Aragorn placed Legolas on the white horses back and climbed up behind him. "Either get on or...walk.." He said to Gimli. "I'm going for the nearest villige!!" He shouted and urged the horse in a run through the snow.
Gimli stared after the vannishing horse and then with some trouble climbed aboard the horse and urged it after Aragorn.
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The blond hair girl lifted her head and the sound of Hoofbeats. She looked into the blinding snow holding her hammer tightly. She had been sent out into the storm to bust the ice covering the fountain and retreave water. She watched silently only able to hear the labored breathing of two very tired horses making there way through the snow. She nearly dropped her bucket.
The Horses Snorted at her and looked like it was covered in a sheer sheet of ice. She looked up over the head of the horse and made out the form of its rider. Or what looked like its rider. The Rider was slumped foreward and barley on the horse. And then suddenly another horse appeared it was Brown and caked with Snow as well.
"Aragorn whats going on?" The rider of it asked.
"You Girl!" Said a voice from atop the white horse. "Where's there a docter?"
She blinked and took a step back. "uh..I..uh."
" Hurry we don't have time for this!" The Man cried suddenly swinging off the horse leaving the slumped form behind.
"Arago.." The form on the horse gasped.
"Easy Legolas were getting help, just hold on." The man said. "Now, girl a Docter now!" he snapped at her.
She blinked and nodded. "Follow me!" She said and turned and darted through the snow.
The Man followed her leading his horse and talking soothingly to the being on the horses back.
She reached the docters cottage and banged on the door loudly. The door creaked open slowly an old lady looked out. " It better be mightly important like a king dyeing to draw me out of bed at this hour Elf." She cackeled.
"Men, these Men need help Lady Sinstar." She said breathing heavily. The Old lady looked past the girl and eyed the Man standing holding the horse one hand supporting the other man on horseback.
"Arianna you know the master doesn't serve those who are not part of the villige!" Lady Sinstar snapped and started to shut the door.
"Hold, good lady.." The Man called from his postion. " Please we beg of your services."
The old lady eyed him. "Who are you, I won't serve someone I do not know!" She snarled looking quite angery but now willing to help.
" I am Aragorn Son of Arathorn," He said he pointed to the other horse. "That is Gimli son of Gloin." He then turned and slowly helped the third man off who slumped limply in his arms.
Arianna gazed at the horse whose sides were coated in Fresh and dried blood. Her gaze turned to the slumped man who she could now see also had blood all over his clothes.
"This is Legolas...Prince of Mirkwood and he is desperate need of a Docter."
Arianna froze she was in the pressense of a prince...She turned and darted off into the snow.
"Wait," She heard but didn't stop.
She returned to the well and grabbed up her bucket then vannished into the swirleing snow.
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With in the small Cabin Aragorn sat silently Watching the old woman as she stirred something. She seemed to sense him watching her and turned to settle her white eyed gaze on him. "Something troubles you Aragorn Son of Arathorn."
Aragorn blinked. "When we came to the door you said something, it bothers me." he stated.
"Ah, and what was that?" She asked him drying her hands.
He gazed at her. "You said something about an Elf, how did you know there was an Elf in our company?" He asked.
She smiled a wide toothless grin and shook her head. "You travel with an elf yet you do not reconize one when you see it." She said.
Aragorn blinked. "What do you mean?" He asked.
"The girl Arianna is a Elf by Birth but has been raised by the Lord of this town." She said calmly then turned back to the fire.
Aragorn blinked and sat back again and looked at Gimli who shrugged. "You mean to tell me that that small child was an elf?" he asked.
She nodded but did not turn back to him. "That is correct."
"Why isn't she in Rivendell or somewhere else where she can be raised by Elves like herself?" He asked. "Taught the ways of the elves."
She shook her head. "It is a long story to tell."
"You have a many long hours to tell it." He responded.
She sighed and turned. "There was a great war here, a very long time ago. The Likes that you My lord have never seen. It Was Elf, and Man..and Dwarf." She said looking at Gimli. "All Fighting for the same cause. There was an Elf lad I don't remember his name who asked Our Lord to watch over his wife till his return." She gazed at him silently. "She was pregnant at the time but, the Elf Lad did not know."
"The battle..."
She shook her head. "Not the battle you think of My lord..it was a Minor battle for the saftey of this very keep. At the time of it The Dwarves, Man, and Elves lived with in these Walls together safe. Sense then they though have left. Because of a broken promise by our Lord of the time."
She sighed and shook her head.
"What happened?" He asked.
"The Elf's wife was murdered by one of the lords own men. He left taking his people with him never knowing the child exsisted." She sighed. "She has remained with us in the saftey of the keep protected from the Evils of the world for nery a Centuray now."
"She doesn't look that old!" Aragorn said.
"Elves never do." The old Lady responded and spoke not another word the rest of the night
Aragorn nodded and sat back again waiting to see what the Docter would say. He mulled over this story silently. It seemed valid but why had the girl run off when she had heard him say Legolas's name. He jumped when the docter came out looking worn and tired. He waved his hand at the woman who stood up quickly and prepaired some tea.
The docter say down silently and stared into the fire. "What happened?" he asked finally.
Aragorn sighed and shook his head. " Were not sure exactly," he finally said. "We were fighting some Orcs that had attacked us in the Dawn, and dureing the insueing battle we belive he was either knocked off the cliff or he fell."
"He was knocked off!" Gimli said. " Elves don't go falling off things!"
"Gimli calm down." Aragorn said.
The docter blinked but remained unfazed by the Dawrves outburst. "His injuries are beyond that of a Man who has fallen down a Cliff, what happend?"
"While he was imobolized he was attacked by a singal Orc who did the most of the damage." He finnished.
The Docter nodded and looked into the fire. "I've done what I can...the rest is up to him."
Aragorn nodded. "Can we see him?" He asked finally.
The Docter nodded. "For a Short time you may he needs to rest." he said.
"Thank you." Aragorn stood up and Gimli followed him.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Legolas could just barley remember the long ride, and the freezeing coldness that burned through to his very bones. He remembered the Man moveing his limbs but nothing more. He had lost himself in the darkness of his pain riddled mind. He was awake now though and the pain in his body was just a Dull throb now. He figured that the man who had been looking him over had given him something for the pain. He heard footsteps comeing towards him and he attempted to turn his head and a rip of pain burned down his spine. He groaned and lay looking up at the ceiling.
Aragorn looked down at him then slowly sat on the stool trying to ignore the array of bandages covering the slender elf. "Legolas?"
Legolas smiled weakly and took a deep breath. "Hello, Aragorn." He said.
Aragorn smiled and shook his head. "Good to see ya awake." He said.
" I did what you said." Came the weak whispering response.
"And whats that Legolas?"
" I stayed with you." He said softly.
"That you did old freind, that you did." Aragon said placeing a hand over his. "How do you feel?"
"Like I've been set upon by a Wolf of Islador." Came the response and weak laugh.
"Pretty close," Gimli said. "You did good lad."
Legolas smiled again and sighed weakly. "I think I need some sleep." he said finally.
"You get it then My Freind." Aragorn said. "You'll be safe here."
Legolas looked at him. "What makes you think that?" He asked.
"There is somethings that make me think as much." he said. "Now, get some sleep."
Legolas nodded and closed his eyes the darkness of sleep claiming him instently.
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A Soft white light was glowing down from somewhere above. Prehaps moonlight he wasn't sure. He was walking and there was no pain. He was surprised but then he figured it was a dream. He walked along silently injoying the peace and of not haveing to be on a constent vigilence. It almost felt as if he were walking through MirkWood. The sound of a voice met his ears and he instintivly reached for his bow to find it not there.
"You don't need a Weapon my lord." A Soft Child like voice stated behind him.
He whirrled and stared down at a small Elf Child with long Blonde hair and Blue eyes who just smiled easily at him. "There is nothing to fear here."
He looked at her silently then blinked. "Who are you?" He asked.
"I am known around these parts as Arianna." she stated. " I work for the Lord of this Keep." She stated easily.
"Your an Elf though." he said.
"That I am," She responded. "My People abandoned me here when mother died." She stated.
Legolas looked down at her studying her features silently. "You live in this keep?" He asked.
"Well, the one in reality," She responded sweetly.
"Ah, so this is not reality?" He asked.
"If it were I'm pretty sure by the damage that was done to your spine you would not be walking just yet." She stated easily and with a smile she then walked past him. "Please follow me." She said.
He started to follow her then paused. "How did you know of my Injuries?" He asked.
"This is not reality, I know a lot of things you don't." She said.
He nodded. "Fair enough." he responded watching her walk. There was something farmiler about her. "What did you say your name was again child?"
She looked over her shoulder and gazed at him then smiled. "Thy name is Arianna, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood." She said.
He blinked. " How did you...." He shook his head. "Never mind don't answer that I already know."
She smiled and nodded. "See your getting the hang of it."
"Well, why am I here?" He asked.
"I wished to show you something." She stated calmly still walking away from him.
He nodded and slowly followed her. She looked farmiler he couldn't place her though. He knew he had seen those same sincere blue eyes somewhere once before. Somewhere a very long time ago. They stepped into a clearing in the middle of the forrest. He stared in surprise at he was seeing.
"This can't be?" he said to the child.
She nodded. "It will come to be..." She turned and looked at him. "There's nothing that can stop it."
"There has to be something." He looked at the destruction again. It looked to be Rivendale but it had been destroyed almost utterly.
She looked at him sadness in her blue eyes. "You'll go off on the boat and forget all about middle earth and the freinds you have made." She shook her head. "All forgotton."
"I'll never forget my freinds." he said indignently.
She shook her head again. "No, you will.." She smiled sadly. "Just like you forgot her."
"Forgot who?" He asked.
"Her." She responded then melted away.
Legolas blinked looking confused then gasped in pain. It was like he was being punched in the stomach. He gasped again and then seemed to fall backwards.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The scream of agony jerked Aragorn awake. He stood up and watched the docter vannish into the backroom. He hurried towards the door but The Old Lady stopped him.
"Let him deal with it." She said. "Ye shall just be in the way." She said calmly.
He nodded and stood watching the door jerking as another scream filled the air. "Whats going on!" he snapped angerlly.
"Your elf freind is haveing a adverse reaction to the medication My Lord gave him." She said stirring the culdron.
"What exactly did your Lord Give him!" Aragorn said angerly balling his fists.
She shrugged. " I do not know" She stated calmly.
Gimli stepped foreward trying to look menecing and Aragorn put his hand on his hands shoulder. " It will be okay."
"But, he's in pain." Gimli said.
"The Docter will fix it," Aragorn responded. "I have faith in him."
Gimli sighed and went back to his seat looking agrivated and he to looked towards the door at every sound that broke through the door. It was getting no better with each passing minute. Another screamed filled the air and both Man and Dwarf flinched in sympothy.
Niether man noticed the sun comeing up. Neither man noticed the Old Lady leave and be replaced by the young girl again. For it seemed nothing was getting better and Gimli looked as if he were about to speak when the girl stepped foreward and and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Your freind sleeps," She stated. "He shall be alright."
Aragorn and Gimli looked at her in shock both wondering when she had arrived. But, almost as soon as she spoke the docter came back into the room looking more tired then ever. "Your freind sleeps." He said. "He will be alright."
The girl smiled brightly to herself and went about prepairing the morning tea.
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Several Days later.....
Aragorn looked at the girl as she weiled the hammer and broke through the thick layer of ice to the water below. She smiled and handed him a bucket now filled with water. "There you go my lord." She said easily
He nodded and looked about the empty square. "Why is it so quite here?" he finally asked.
She looked at him calmly. "My lord is dyeing...he will not last out the winter." She said. "Master Derio will leave when he dies, and Misters Sinstar..will most likely leave with him." She stated. "That will leave me no where to go when all is said and done."
He nodded. "Why not go to the elves?" he asked.
"They will just turn me away." She responded calmly. "I am sympathetic to human cause." She said.
"Where did you come from," He said. "If I may ask."
"My Father was born in MirkWood..My mother here a very long time ago." She said. "My Mother died here..and my father know's not of my exsistence."
Aragorn nodded studying the girl he shook his head. "What was your father's name?" he finally asked.
She gazed at him her freindly eyes suddenly growing cold and hatefilled. "It dose not matter what his name is, for he left me here to be ridiculled and have no where to go when the last of My Lords Line vannishes from this earth." She spat on the snow. " I Spit on my father and all he repersents."
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TBC~
A/N: Hey, R&R and I'll post the next part...No Really I havn't even written it yet. I'm scared to even post this cause In My Experince I post the first chapter and forget about writeing on that. So, People if you like this Prod me into writeing the Next Chappie. And if you have any ideas throw them my way, I'll see if I can work em in.
A/N: I wrote this after reading a scene from The Return of the king. But, so you know some of you may or may not have seen the opening scene for this Story. It Dose happen in Return of the king. But, it is in an Unedited Version an freind owns. So, you most likely won't find that copy of Return of the King on the Shelf. Most likely people don't wanna see poor Poor Pretty boy Elf get his Ass Whupped.
The Barrons By, Arianna Greenleaf
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It had been one misstep not something one would associate with the sure footed Legolas. He had taken one step back to far and the next thing he knew he was pitching backwards and downwards with nothing to break his fall but sharp rocks and Snow. When he hit the bottom there was pain but, not pain he couldn't bear. What came though after his hitting the bottom was the orc. It leapt after him and landed with no problem. It stalked towards him and pulled its sword.
"Where is the ring?" It growled.
This was the last thing Legolas remembered clearly and now...
He lay there in the freezeing snow, his body broken and bloody. If pain were a feeling he was definitly feeling it now. He hadn't given in though that was a plus. It didn't cheer him up any because he had a feeling in the pit of his stomach if he still had a Stomach that it would be of no avail for he was positive he would now die here alone. There was an odd rushing sound in his ears as deaths cold hand moved slowly clouser until he heard something a long ways off. It sounded as if someone were calling his name. How Fasinating, He could feel hands upon his clothes trying to bring him back to where he was leaveing his body. He didn't want to go back he wanted to stay forever. But, Slowly achingly slow he opened his eyes to see Aragorn watching him with concern. His freind his compaion sense then begining of this failed mission to Morodor. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. He could still feel the coldness of death tugging at him. But Death was Momentaraly distracted by pain as Aragorn picked him up. He gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as pain ripped up his spine. He had a feeling that was not a good thing.
"Just stay with me Legolas!" Aragorn snapped forecably as he began walking though the knee deep snow. "GIMLI!" he yelled
Legolas opened his eyes again and took a deep breath and tried to talk but he couldn't the pain was to great. He could feel the tug of death at his eyes it was telling him to just close his eyes and let it be at that. Let it all end at that. It would be over no more Pain, no more suffering, no more being Alone....That was Deaths mistake he wasn't alone. He had Aragorn and Gimli. He wasn't alone yet. And that was what made him fight on to stay alive. To stay in the Relm of the liveing, to not join his ancestors.
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Aragorn moved rapidly as one could through knee deep snow. He couldn't figure out how this could of happened. It had been forced to turn his back for one second to deal with an Orc. When his eyes had settled again on the spot where Legolas had been standing the Elf was gone. There were a ton of Orcs standing at the edge of the cliff and he had quickly dispatched them. He kept trying to get some answer to of where Legolas had gotton to but, they would just laugh and die. They had had the Orcs dispatched in short order and he had called to Gimli.
"You Seen Legolas?" He asked his freind.
The Dwarf looked to the same place he had noteing he was gone. "I don't know." he said quietly.
Aragorn walked slowly along studying the snow that led to the cliff face. He looked down the cliff face. He could see broken branches and shifted snow. "Oh, no." He said.
Gimli raced up and looked down as well not seeing anything of concern. "What is it?"
"He fell I think." Aragorn responded and began inspecting the cliff face to find away down.
With in minutes he and Gimli were both standing in snow upto there waists and not making much progress on finding there freind. They had found the point where the Elf had finally come to rest. There was alot of blood in the snow and it was fresh. They had followed the drag marks further into the canyon looking for him.
"LEGOLAS!" Gimli screamed.
Aragorn looked at him then agreed if Legolas was concious prehaps the elf would hear them and call for help. It was a futile hope but one could hope. " LEGOLAS!" He added his voice to the deadly silence of falling snow.
He saw the orc first it appeared to be hunched over something. Probably eating one of its comrades. Aragorn was sickened and pulled his sword. He was going to run the bloody orc through and chop it into a zillion peices. And thats when he saw the hair. It was mostly blood soaked but there was no mistaking it. He lost it. He hacked into the orc like a blind man. Ripping and chopping it until it didn't move at all.
He then turned to his freind and nearly lost what little he had eaten that day. He kneeled in the snow and sighed softly. "Oh, Legolas." He whispered.
"Legolas, can you hear me?" he asked.
He placed a hand near his freinds mouth and felt the shakey exhalation. He turned his head and wiped the stray tears falling down his cheeks. "Come on freind, open yer eyes." He whispered hopeing that the elf would wake up. There was no such luck the elf remained still.
"Legolas?" He said.
It seemed to go in slow motion as the elf slowly opened his eyes and his glazed eyes focused on his. He watched it seemed he saw something in those pain filled eyes. He was slowly clawing his way back out of the tunnel that lead to the end.
"Just Stay with me, Legolas!" He snapped placeing his hands gently under him and picking him up. He watched his eyes shut tight for a second and his breathing became labored.
"GIMLI!" He screamed for the Dwarf he started hikeing through the snow.
The Dwarf came wadeing through the snow looking like a snowman. Covered from head to foot with snow. He stopped at the sight before him. "Is he?"
"Not, yet." Aragorn responded. "We need to get him up and out now!" He said looking up the cliff face. "But, how?"
Gimli looked up to and shook his head. "We can't get up there with him."
Aragorn nodded and looked down the canyon. "Will have to go this way." He said calmly.
Gimli looked at Legolas who was just stareing blankly upwards the only sign of life in the Elf was the slow rise and fall of his cheast. "He won't make it that long." He finally said.
Aragorn nodded and sighed looking up. "Well, maybe the horses could get down here." He said.
Gimli nodded. "Maybe." He said.
Aragorn whisteled calling to the two horses. The Brown one appeared first and looked down then slowly began making its way down the cliff face. Shortly after Legolas's horse followed it. "Well, that worked." Aragorn said in surprise.
Gimli nodded and as the horses made there way down to the bottom of the Cliff he walked foreward and grabbed the reigns. "Now, what?" he asked.
Slowly Aragorn placed Legolas on the white horses back and climbed up behind him. "Either get on or...walk.." He said to Gimli. "I'm going for the nearest villige!!" He shouted and urged the horse in a run through the snow.
Gimli stared after the vannishing horse and then with some trouble climbed aboard the horse and urged it after Aragorn.
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The blond hair girl lifted her head and the sound of Hoofbeats. She looked into the blinding snow holding her hammer tightly. She had been sent out into the storm to bust the ice covering the fountain and retreave water. She watched silently only able to hear the labored breathing of two very tired horses making there way through the snow. She nearly dropped her bucket.
The Horses Snorted at her and looked like it was covered in a sheer sheet of ice. She looked up over the head of the horse and made out the form of its rider. Or what looked like its rider. The Rider was slumped foreward and barley on the horse. And then suddenly another horse appeared it was Brown and caked with Snow as well.
"Aragorn whats going on?" The rider of it asked.
"You Girl!" Said a voice from atop the white horse. "Where's there a docter?"
She blinked and took a step back. "uh..I..uh."
" Hurry we don't have time for this!" The Man cried suddenly swinging off the horse leaving the slumped form behind.
"Arago.." The form on the horse gasped.
"Easy Legolas were getting help, just hold on." The man said. "Now, girl a Docter now!" he snapped at her.
She blinked and nodded. "Follow me!" She said and turned and darted through the snow.
The Man followed her leading his horse and talking soothingly to the being on the horses back.
She reached the docters cottage and banged on the door loudly. The door creaked open slowly an old lady looked out. " It better be mightly important like a king dyeing to draw me out of bed at this hour Elf." She cackeled.
"Men, these Men need help Lady Sinstar." She said breathing heavily. The Old lady looked past the girl and eyed the Man standing holding the horse one hand supporting the other man on horseback.
"Arianna you know the master doesn't serve those who are not part of the villige!" Lady Sinstar snapped and started to shut the door.
"Hold, good lady.." The Man called from his postion. " Please we beg of your services."
The old lady eyed him. "Who are you, I won't serve someone I do not know!" She snarled looking quite angery but now willing to help.
" I am Aragorn Son of Arathorn," He said he pointed to the other horse. "That is Gimli son of Gloin." He then turned and slowly helped the third man off who slumped limply in his arms.
Arianna gazed at the horse whose sides were coated in Fresh and dried blood. Her gaze turned to the slumped man who she could now see also had blood all over his clothes.
"This is Legolas...Prince of Mirkwood and he is desperate need of a Docter."
Arianna froze she was in the pressense of a prince...She turned and darted off into the snow.
"Wait," She heard but didn't stop.
She returned to the well and grabbed up her bucket then vannished into the swirleing snow.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
With in the small Cabin Aragorn sat silently Watching the old woman as she stirred something. She seemed to sense him watching her and turned to settle her white eyed gaze on him. "Something troubles you Aragorn Son of Arathorn."
Aragorn blinked. "When we came to the door you said something, it bothers me." he stated.
"Ah, and what was that?" She asked him drying her hands.
He gazed at her. "You said something about an Elf, how did you know there was an Elf in our company?" He asked.
She smiled a wide toothless grin and shook her head. "You travel with an elf yet you do not reconize one when you see it." She said.
Aragorn blinked. "What do you mean?" He asked.
"The girl Arianna is a Elf by Birth but has been raised by the Lord of this town." She said calmly then turned back to the fire.
Aragorn blinked and sat back again and looked at Gimli who shrugged. "You mean to tell me that that small child was an elf?" he asked.
She nodded but did not turn back to him. "That is correct."
"Why isn't she in Rivendell or somewhere else where she can be raised by Elves like herself?" He asked. "Taught the ways of the elves."
She shook her head. "It is a long story to tell."
"You have a many long hours to tell it." He responded.
She sighed and turned. "There was a great war here, a very long time ago. The Likes that you My lord have never seen. It Was Elf, and Man..and Dwarf." She said looking at Gimli. "All Fighting for the same cause. There was an Elf lad I don't remember his name who asked Our Lord to watch over his wife till his return." She gazed at him silently. "She was pregnant at the time but, the Elf Lad did not know."
"The battle..."
She shook her head. "Not the battle you think of My lord..it was a Minor battle for the saftey of this very keep. At the time of it The Dwarves, Man, and Elves lived with in these Walls together safe. Sense then they though have left. Because of a broken promise by our Lord of the time."
She sighed and shook her head.
"What happened?" He asked.
"The Elf's wife was murdered by one of the lords own men. He left taking his people with him never knowing the child exsisted." She sighed. "She has remained with us in the saftey of the keep protected from the Evils of the world for nery a Centuray now."
"She doesn't look that old!" Aragorn said.
"Elves never do." The old Lady responded and spoke not another word the rest of the night
Aragorn nodded and sat back again waiting to see what the Docter would say. He mulled over this story silently. It seemed valid but why had the girl run off when she had heard him say Legolas's name. He jumped when the docter came out looking worn and tired. He waved his hand at the woman who stood up quickly and prepaired some tea.
The docter say down silently and stared into the fire. "What happened?" he asked finally.
Aragorn sighed and shook his head. " Were not sure exactly," he finally said. "We were fighting some Orcs that had attacked us in the Dawn, and dureing the insueing battle we belive he was either knocked off the cliff or he fell."
"He was knocked off!" Gimli said. " Elves don't go falling off things!"
"Gimli calm down." Aragorn said.
The docter blinked but remained unfazed by the Dawrves outburst. "His injuries are beyond that of a Man who has fallen down a Cliff, what happend?"
"While he was imobolized he was attacked by a singal Orc who did the most of the damage." He finnished.
The Docter nodded and looked into the fire. "I've done what I can...the rest is up to him."
Aragorn nodded. "Can we see him?" He asked finally.
The Docter nodded. "For a Short time you may he needs to rest." he said.
"Thank you." Aragorn stood up and Gimli followed him.
~*~*~*~*~*~ Legolas could just barley remember the long ride, and the freezeing coldness that burned through to his very bones. He remembered the Man moveing his limbs but nothing more. He had lost himself in the darkness of his pain riddled mind. He was awake now though and the pain in his body was just a Dull throb now. He figured that the man who had been looking him over had given him something for the pain. He heard footsteps comeing towards him and he attempted to turn his head and a rip of pain burned down his spine. He groaned and lay looking up at the ceiling.
Aragorn looked down at him then slowly sat on the stool trying to ignore the array of bandages covering the slender elf. "Legolas?"
Legolas smiled weakly and took a deep breath. "Hello, Aragorn." He said.
Aragorn smiled and shook his head. "Good to see ya awake." He said.
" I did what you said." Came the weak whispering response.
"And whats that Legolas?"
" I stayed with you." He said softly.
"That you did old freind, that you did." Aragon said placeing a hand over his. "How do you feel?"
"Like I've been set upon by a Wolf of Islador." Came the response and weak laugh.
"Pretty close," Gimli said. "You did good lad."
Legolas smiled again and sighed weakly. "I think I need some sleep." he said finally.
"You get it then My Freind." Aragorn said. "You'll be safe here."
Legolas looked at him. "What makes you think that?" He asked.
"There is somethings that make me think as much." he said. "Now, get some sleep."
Legolas nodded and closed his eyes the darkness of sleep claiming him instently.
~*~*~*~*~
A Soft white light was glowing down from somewhere above. Prehaps moonlight he wasn't sure. He was walking and there was no pain. He was surprised but then he figured it was a dream. He walked along silently injoying the peace and of not haveing to be on a constent vigilence. It almost felt as if he were walking through MirkWood. The sound of a voice met his ears and he instintivly reached for his bow to find it not there.
"You don't need a Weapon my lord." A Soft Child like voice stated behind him.
He whirrled and stared down at a small Elf Child with long Blonde hair and Blue eyes who just smiled easily at him. "There is nothing to fear here."
He looked at her silently then blinked. "Who are you?" He asked.
"I am known around these parts as Arianna." she stated. " I work for the Lord of this Keep." She stated easily.
"Your an Elf though." he said.
"That I am," She responded. "My People abandoned me here when mother died." She stated.
Legolas looked down at her studying her features silently. "You live in this keep?" He asked.
"Well, the one in reality," She responded sweetly.
"Ah, so this is not reality?" He asked.
"If it were I'm pretty sure by the damage that was done to your spine you would not be walking just yet." She stated easily and with a smile she then walked past him. "Please follow me." She said.
He started to follow her then paused. "How did you know of my Injuries?" He asked.
"This is not reality, I know a lot of things you don't." She said.
He nodded. "Fair enough." he responded watching her walk. There was something farmiler about her. "What did you say your name was again child?"
She looked over her shoulder and gazed at him then smiled. "Thy name is Arianna, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood." She said.
He blinked. " How did you...." He shook his head. "Never mind don't answer that I already know."
She smiled and nodded. "See your getting the hang of it."
"Well, why am I here?" He asked.
"I wished to show you something." She stated calmly still walking away from him.
He nodded and slowly followed her. She looked farmiler he couldn't place her though. He knew he had seen those same sincere blue eyes somewhere once before. Somewhere a very long time ago. They stepped into a clearing in the middle of the forrest. He stared in surprise at he was seeing.
"This can't be?" he said to the child.
She nodded. "It will come to be..." She turned and looked at him. "There's nothing that can stop it."
"There has to be something." He looked at the destruction again. It looked to be Rivendale but it had been destroyed almost utterly.
She looked at him sadness in her blue eyes. "You'll go off on the boat and forget all about middle earth and the freinds you have made." She shook her head. "All forgotton."
"I'll never forget my freinds." he said indignently.
She shook her head again. "No, you will.." She smiled sadly. "Just like you forgot her."
"Forgot who?" He asked.
"Her." She responded then melted away.
Legolas blinked looking confused then gasped in pain. It was like he was being punched in the stomach. He gasped again and then seemed to fall backwards.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ The scream of agony jerked Aragorn awake. He stood up and watched the docter vannish into the backroom. He hurried towards the door but The Old Lady stopped him.
"Let him deal with it." She said. "Ye shall just be in the way." She said calmly.
He nodded and stood watching the door jerking as another scream filled the air. "Whats going on!" he snapped angerlly.
"Your elf freind is haveing a adverse reaction to the medication My Lord gave him." She said stirring the culdron.
"What exactly did your Lord Give him!" Aragorn said angerly balling his fists.
She shrugged. " I do not know" She stated calmly.
Gimli stepped foreward trying to look menecing and Aragorn put his hand on his hands shoulder. " It will be okay."
"But, he's in pain." Gimli said.
"The Docter will fix it," Aragorn responded. "I have faith in him."
Gimli sighed and went back to his seat looking agrivated and he to looked towards the door at every sound that broke through the door. It was getting no better with each passing minute. Another screamed filled the air and both Man and Dwarf flinched in sympothy.
Niether man noticed the sun comeing up. Neither man noticed the Old Lady leave and be replaced by the young girl again. For it seemed nothing was getting better and Gimli looked as if he were about to speak when the girl stepped foreward and and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Your freind sleeps," She stated. "He shall be alright."
Aragorn and Gimli looked at her in shock both wondering when she had arrived. But, almost as soon as she spoke the docter came back into the room looking more tired then ever. "Your freind sleeps." He said. "He will be alright."
The girl smiled brightly to herself and went about prepairing the morning tea.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Several Days later.....
Aragorn looked at the girl as she weiled the hammer and broke through the thick layer of ice to the water below. She smiled and handed him a bucket now filled with water. "There you go my lord." She said easily
He nodded and looked about the empty square. "Why is it so quite here?" he finally asked.
She looked at him calmly. "My lord is dyeing...he will not last out the winter." She said. "Master Derio will leave when he dies, and Misters Sinstar..will most likely leave with him." She stated. "That will leave me no where to go when all is said and done."
He nodded. "Why not go to the elves?" he asked.
"They will just turn me away." She responded calmly. "I am sympathetic to human cause." She said.
"Where did you come from," He said. "If I may ask."
"My Father was born in MirkWood..My mother here a very long time ago." She said. "My Mother died here..and my father know's not of my exsistence."
Aragorn nodded studying the girl he shook his head. "What was your father's name?" he finally asked.
She gazed at him her freindly eyes suddenly growing cold and hatefilled. "It dose not matter what his name is, for he left me here to be ridiculled and have no where to go when the last of My Lords Line vannishes from this earth." She spat on the snow. " I Spit on my father and all he repersents."
~*~*~*~*~*~*
TBC~
A/N: Hey, R&R and I'll post the next part...No Really I havn't even written it yet. I'm scared to even post this cause In My Experince I post the first chapter and forget about writeing on that. So, People if you like this Prod me into writeing the Next Chappie. And if you have any ideas throw them my way, I'll see if I can work em in.