Disclaimer: Characters are all Tolkiens, mine are Arturwen and Aidan, actually Arturwen is my friends….but for this story…..Mine!
The young elf walked slowly through the woods of Gondor his eyes darting back and forth as if looking for something that wasn't there. His long blonde hair swayed in the wind and his bright crystal blue eyes shone with anxiety and a hint of fear. The elf, named Aidan kept looking behind and to the sides and held his bow tightly in his grasp. He paused while he strained his pointed ears to listen for any sound he could pick up. When he was confident no one was around him, Aidan sat on a large rock that was soaked in the suns bright light, he sat there for a moment down while gazing around at the beautiful trees around him. He took off his quiver, which was filled with arrows and placed it on the soft ground next to him, as he did with his bow. He, then, laid back on the warm rock, his body completely relaxed, not thinking or worrying about anything. He lied there for a moment looking at the trees and letting the sun soak his body in warmth.
Just as he closed his crystal blue eyes he heard a small noise coming from the bush. In panic the elf quickly grabbed his bow and arrow and notched an arrow quicker than sight. "Who's there?" he commanded trying not to sound scared. He stayed positioned there for a moment not even breathing. When a small squirrel came scurrying out of the bush he sighed in relief and pointed his arrow down. A moment later a dagger came flying out of the bush quicker than sight, headed straight toward him. Aidan was so surprised by it that he didn't have the time to dodge it fully and it pierced the side of his stomach. He quickly went for the dagger and ripped it out. He gasped in pain and clutched his stomach, trying to stop the bleeding. Blood flowed in-between his fingers and down his side. He then again grabbed his bow and notched an arrow again, but he started felt very dizzy and faint and felt like he was going to be sick. He tried to stay balanced but the sick felling swept over his entire body. The elven arrow fell from it's position and hit the ground without making a sound. The whole forest was silent; you couldn't hear the chirping of the birds or the scurrying of a small rodent, just, silence. This is what made Aidan's wound even more unbearable, being alone. He couldn't take it any more the feeling overcame him and he fell to his knees and still felt the dizziness washing over his body like it was consuming him. He looked up trying to see his attacker, but his vision was blurred.
He lay there for a moment, his entire body tense with fear and anxiety, he then tried to get up but fell back, this time lying on the cold ground, his arms going numb.. Aidan then again tried to get up and made it to his knees, panting horribly like he had been on a run that lasted a lifetime. Then he heard a faint *rustle rustle* coming from the bush again. His once bright blue eyes, now dulled, widened with fear. With the last bit of strength he got to his feet and started to run, he didn't care where he just ran. He stumbled over his own feet a bit but didn't stop. Aidan wasn't sure how far or fast he was going but he didn't stop to turn around, but the pain in his side grew larger and seamed to be trying to make him stop, to make him give up, but he wouldn't not yet. *Thud* Aidan feel backward on the cold hard ground, he moaned in pain and held he side.
He looked up at the figure he had bumped into. Fear ran through Aidan's body. The figure held out their hand. Aidan backed up wincing at the pain that was growing in his side. "Aidan?" the figure asked with a kind sweet voice. "Ar-Arturwen!" Aidan looked up, to see his older sisters emerald green eyes staring back. He felt happy, forgetting his pain for a moment. "What are you doing here, sweetie?" Arturwen asked kindly her long blonde hair blowing slightly in the wind. "Artu-" Aidan started but the pain was too much for his weakened body and he fell over. "Aidan!" Arturwen screamed and kneeled down over to him, resting his body in her arms. "I-I'm ok…" he stuttered but Arturwen silenced him by putting her slim finger over his soft lips. Arturwen looked around and listened carfully. "Come on…we have to get out of here, something is out there" Arturwen said to him having him weakly stand up, most of his weight on Arturwen's shoulder. She wrapped an arm around Aidan's side, and he winced in pain.
All of a sudden about twenty men surrounded them. Aidan backed away in fear but still leaning on his sister. "What? Who are you!?" Arturwen commanded. "I don't really think your in a position to be asking questions she-elf" A large man spat at her. She could fell Aidan shaking slightly behind her. As she held Aidan up she felt something sticky all over her hands. She turned her head for a moment to see red blood seeping out of a large gash on Aidan's side, but it was different, there was a purple liquid mixed within the blood also. "Elf!" the man yelled shaking Arturwen out of her trance. "You know…we don't normally like intruders, but…we could make an exception for you and your friend." He said slyly going over to Arturwen and pulling at her skirt. Arturwen glared at him, but gasped when she felt a rough hand go up her leg. She stumbled backward and reversed into a tree, she slide down to the cold ground, she heard Aidan let out a muffled cry as they slid down the tree, Arturwen started muttering things in Elfish to herself. The man scowled at her, "stupid she-elf…" he said kneeling down to her and sliding his hand up her skirt again. She tried to push him away but didn't dare let go of Aidan; she wouldn't want these men to get a hold of him in this condition, and because he was still young. She remained as still as she could as the man slid his rough hand down her thin shirt. All of a sudden an arrow came whistling through the wind, it hit the man directly in the neck, he was dead in an instant. Arturwen gasped when the man fell forward on her and she pushed him away, having a little trouble for the man was quite larger than she was.
"Leave them alone!" a voice came from the trees, "or more of you will fall!" it said. The men backed up, but one brave fool stood up out of the crowd and yelled, "Who are you! Show your self like a true man, instead of cowering in the trees like a child, do have no pride?!" For a moment there was complete silence, then the voice spoke up again. "A man of your stupidity would know nothing of pride! You harass innocents for your pleasure, there is no pride or decency in that!" the voice ended and the man looked dumbstruck. "Now leave these woods, or you shall not see the sun rise again!" the voice called out in a more argent tone.
The men reluctantly left Arturwen and Aidan against the tree, confused, but grateful they were gone. Arturwen quickly grabbed Aidan and saw his eyes were tightly closed. Arturwen put her cheek to his mouth and made sure he was still alive. He was breathing. She sighed in relief, but it was short lived when a dark figure jumped down from the trees. Her eyes widened with fear. "Are you ok?" the figure asked, the voice did not sound rough or violent, but kind and friendly. Soon she saw him as the sun peeked through the trees, he had a fair face and beautiful long golden hair and pointed ears, an elf, but thing that caught Arturwen's attention the most was his eyes, they were large and a beautiful shade of blue, just like Aidan's, full of innocence and child-like. "Um…thank you" she muttered out, but her attention being drawn back to Aidan, he was going cold and he started to tremble. "Oh no…" she whispered to herself as she held his frail body in her arms. "Is he ok?" the elf asked. "No…he needs medical attention… that I can not give him…." she said sadly. "If you would like, I could get him the attention he needs" he said going over to her and Aidan. "Wait!" Arturwen screamed, being unsure of him "How can I trust you? I do not even know your name!". He paused looking down and the boy, and then meet her eyes. "You have nothing to worry, and you can call me Legolas" he said gently. "I will be going to a friend of mine, Strider, and will get him healed in Gondor, will you meet me at the Makina Inn in a few days?" he asked. Arturwen's face was full of untrustfullness (a/n: ….my word!) but she bowed her head and watched, as she gave her young brother to a complete stranger, Legolas carry the boy and ran off into the distance. "Be careful" she whispered as they disappeared into the trees.
So? What you think? It will get more….interesting later on…Promise!