Well, here we are, first published story and all. So, yeah, this is a fanfic of a fanfic. Problem? I have full permission from the author herself, so no worries there.
OK, so this is how this works: I publish chapter. Readers review. Readers request a new chapter with the desired pairing and a prompt. Voila!
So, onward. This is for me and my friend, a delectable bit of angstyness with one of my favorite pairings in the series.
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Chapter One – I'm sorry (Sarah/Soromir – "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.")
He didn't mean to. He saw someone stalking him into the hangar, and he instinctively spun around and slit their throat. He didn't know that it was her that was following her. Her eyes widened as she choked on her blood, her lips going deep red as the life essence dripped from them, and he stiffened with horror. "Soromir," She whispered as she collapsed.
"No!" He whispered hoarsely, falling to his knees and crawling to her, shaking. His head was spinning. No no no. This wasn't happening. His eyes filled with tears as he cradled his lover's head in his arms. "No!" He shouted. Her eyes were blank and staring, already glassy. He cupped her face in his hands, trying to make her come back. He was supposed to break away from the people who enslaved him, he was supposed to come back home and be reunited with her. He wasn't supposed to kill her in a land that no one at home had ever heard of. "No! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" His tears splashed on her face, but she was gone, and he had killed her. He frantically kissed her, hoping that it might bring her back, but she was still dead, with the same expression of shock and betrayal on her face. He held her close and cried like a child, for the first time in years.
He was still sobbing when his enslavers came and silently slew him.