*wanders in, rather nervous* Er...hi, guys.
I sincerely apologise for not updating earlier, but I have a good reason- I have been extremely busy with applying for college next year, and basically organising my life. It may be a long time until the next chapter, due to the fact I'm going to be SUPER busy with interviews, information days/nights, and applying for back-up plans. That, on top of my job at a Day Care Centre (which finishes in November) has made it so I don't have much spare time..And I don't have the right plot bunny to right with.
As I've said before, I will NEVER abandon this story...but I am struggling. So, if you have ANY ideas you would like me to use in this, please forward them on, and I will try and work as many in as possible.
So, please enjoy the chapter...I apologise if it seems...well, messy- but I struggled to get this finished, and wanted to post it ASAP. So-as I said, Enjoy!
Somewhere Near Imladris.
Noriel cursed as she made her way through the trees, followed by a small group of followers. She could not believe that her annoying sister had defeated her- in battle! Not only that, but she had somehow gotten her Father's ring, Declaring her and her Husband as rightful Leaders of the Edhil O Gurth. But that didn't matter to Noriel at the moment, as she was still trying to understand how her sister had defeated her, with a smaller army.
When they were Elflings, Noriel had always been better in hand to hand combat- Loriena had preferred the art of Healing. Noriel still remembered the day when her sister had first tried her hands at Healing...
Noriel groaned and rubbed her leg. A large rash covered it- caused by a run in with some poison ivy. She sighed and cursed silently to herself.
"Noriel?" A quiet voice made her jump. She looked up, to see her little sister standing in the door.
"What is it, Loriel?" she replied, making her sister glare at her.
"I am not Loriel anymore, I am Loriena, now! Remember?" Noriel sighed to herself- ever since one of the newborn Elfling's had been named after her, Loriel had been attempting to change her name- everyone seemed to find it amusing, so they went along with it.
"Alright 'Loriena', What is wrong?" She asked again. Loriena smiled, and quickly scampered over.
"Adar said you have a rash from poison ivy- I want to make it better!" She explained, happily holding out a jar of cream and some bandages for her sister to see. Noriel closed her eyes and sighed.
"Eru give me strength, I beg you." She muttered to herself, before opening her eyes and smiling at her sister.
"Well, alright...I suppose." She replied, watching as the younger elf's eyes lit up happily.
Ten minutes later, Noriel's leg was smothered in cream –which she found out later, was actually for small cuts- and wrapped in several bandages. Noriel wached her little sister as she bounced out, calling out something about a Herb Tea, then flopped back on her bed.
"Valar, why me?"
Suddenly, she was snapped out of her thoughts when an Elf dropped down in front of her.
"Noriel, we have spotted a clearing ahead...We believe we've found what you were after."
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Back in Imladris.
It was Dark.
Not that he minded, of course. The dark was quite pleasant, really. Just as he had decided that black really was a nice color, a voice cut through the darkness, like a knife through butter.
"Legolas? Are you awake?"
The young elf winced, as the voice seemed to bounce around his head, causing an extremely painful headache to make itself known. He turned his head away from the direction the voice came in, and groaned.
"I take that as a yes, then." The voice continued, sounding slightly amused. Legolas groaned again, and opened his eyes.
"...Beridhren?"
"No, it's Fëanor himself, back from the dead." His friend replied. Legolas just closed his eyes, too tired to think of a response. Beridhren frowned as he eyed his friend.
"Do you want me to call Lord Elrond for you?" He asked his friend, lowering his voice. Legolas thought for a moment, then sighed- well, tried to. The sigh turned into a harsh coughing fit, halfway though. Beridhren frowned some more.
"I take that as a yes, then." He continued, quickly getting to his feet. Just as he was moving to the door Lord Elrond entered.
"No need to call- I am already here." He said, silently moving over to Legolas, who was currently taking deep breaths, trying to recover from the sudden coughing fit.
"Legolas, how do you feel?" He asked quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Like some trolls were throwing me around." Legolas replied, rubbing his forehead. Elrond nodded, before standing and moving over to a small table. Quickly, he crushed several athelas leaves, and dropped them in a bowl of water.
Immediately, the scent filled the air, calming the nerves of everyone in the room. Legolas took a deep breath, thanking the Valar when the pain in his head dimmed sightly, and the urge to cough vanished. He closed his eyes once more, exhausted, despite the fact he had only been awake for a few minutes. As he slowly started to drift back to sleep, the last thing he heard was;
"Lord Elrond? Your son is awake.
Review Replies:
Idreamfan22: Unfortunately, my plot bunny ran away again :( But he's back- I hope.
DD:....Ooooh, yer- your chapter for the Labyrinth fic...Heheh.
Legolas Thranduilion: Hehe-Evil is my middle name! (well...Victoria is..but anyway..) I love death scenes as well! Oooh, Hershey bar..yummy!
kellyhorse: Hehehe...Well, the plot bunny hasn't told me if I should poison him or not just yet...But I might *angel face*
.Shadow: You certainly can join my reviewers- and I hope you'll still want to review, despite the fact I suck at updating..heheh. Haha-I think EVERYONE was pumped when I said I'm going to kill someone- I just have to choose who. =D
The Phantom Dragon: I would be more than happy to add them to my list of bodyguards...I need all the help I can get!
Maevainwen Adaniel: Awwww, why thank youI'm glad my writing has improved-and I hope it continues to improve! And I will try :)
Despite my lack of updating I BEG you to leave me a review, to know I still have readers out there...