Blood thirsty: Oh… my… gosh… I… got a review! From THE AJ Matthews!
Legolas: Oh please. You don't even read slash.
Blood thirsty: So? Whats your point, the author's a LEGEND! Besides, I'm sure his stories are great… He is a guy right? I assume that by the name… but it could be a last name… crap. But, my story got read AND reviewed by THE AJ Matthews! * falls into a dreamy state*
Aragorn: Is she gonna wake up? Or do we have to introduce the story?
Legolas: Uh, I think the latter.
Aragron: * pokes Blood thirsty* I think so too.
Legolas: She also realizes that the author's name is AJ Matthews, not THE AJ Matthews…
Aragron: Ah well, we'll rub that in when she wakes up from her ego-stroking.
Gollum: chapter fiiiive… preciousssss…
Legolas: I think he likes that piece of plastic just cause it's shiny…
Aragorn: Oh, and these -~-~-~-~-~ signal a flash back… as to not confuse you.
'wonderful. Just marvelous. I am lost. Whats worse, I'm lost with Gollum.' Gimli thought miserably. They had split up into groups. Legolas, Elf-gollum, and Gimli. Gandalf and Frodo and Sam, and Merry, Pippin and Aragorn. Gimli was so angry at Legolas though. That elf could be so stubborn. It was raining yet again, and that didn't help with his foul mood.
" You do know it's impossible to hunt an el-" Miranda was cut off by the growl from Gimli.
" I would rather we tried, and failed. At least I would die knowing the fact that you died too." He spat. She snorted, but kept silent. He muttered to himself for a while. 'Foolish elf' he thought.
" I can see that look on your face, dwarf. It's no use putting the blame on me." She stated, reading his face. He sighed in defeat. She was right after all. It wasn't hers. He could put the blame on the elven prince himself, but that wouldn't be right either. It was just a bad decision made from a good heart.
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" Look! Orc prints! This has to be the tribe that kidnapped my father!" Legolas shouted enthusiastically. It had been the only real good sign in his life in the past week or two. They had followed it for about a league, and then, it separated into three different paths. One of which had elven arrows in it. Legolas cursed the bad luck fate had bestowed on them. He paced for no more than a minute, until he came to a decision.
" We will split up into three groups. I shall follow the one with the arrows." The blonde elf commanded. Aragorn, who was wiser when it came to leading, went against it.
" That sounds smart, but separating isn't a good idea. It always leads to misfortune. We shall choose one, and follow it." The tone of voice Aragorn used mad Legolas see red, and he took that offensively.
" You question my elven senses? How dare you! It is not your father that has been kidnapped, is it? How should you know what to do if you've never been in this position?!" Legolas fumed. Aragron would have made argument, but soon came to the conclusion that a dispute was useless. He sighed and nodded. So he went with Merry and Pippin to the path in the middle. Gandalf, Frodo and Sam went to the one on the right, and Legolas, Gimli and Miranda went to the one on the left.
It had been less than an hour, before both Miranda and Legolas went ridged with concentration, as if straining to hear something. Before either had time to react, a small 'woomp' could be heard, and Legolas cried out. Miranda looked at him as he pulled a small dart from the back of his neck. He had a look of confusion, which was soon replaced by a look of panic as more darts came flying through the air. One hit the head of Gimli's axe, and Miranda kept dodging them. They were soon running through the trees at an alarming rate, though the rustle of leaves in the trees beside them told them it was useless. Seemingly out of the blue, Legolas collapsed, and before Miranda or Gimli had time to pick him up and carry him, a swift shadow came from the trees and snatched his limp form. Then all went silent. Only the hard breathing of the elf and dwarf could be heard. They both looked at eachother, and no words had to be shared. They were already out scouting for the lost comrade.
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Legolas woke up with a dull thud in his head. Then the dull thud came again, and again. He winced as the light hit his eyes like some sort of merciless warrior. He tried to roll over, but found he was chained into place. Panic rose in him as he remembered what had happened. Just as he was about to start the classic 'squirm until to break free' tactic, a creepy form emerged out of a shadow in the corner. It was very creepy. It looked like an elf, but with pitch-black hair, and instead of bright green eyes, or deep blue eyes, it was a sharp crimson color. Plus, they were much paler than normal, even in elf standards.
" Do not fear. We are not going to hurt you… yet. You are merely hear because this is our territory, and you do not seem to be of our kin." He said. His face was long, almost snake-like.
" I was looking for my father. He was captured by orcs, and I was sent to save him." Legolas said bravely, but not feeling it at all. The dark elf seemed to be almost amused.
" A father, captured by orcs, relying on his son to save him. I don't think he deserves to be saved." He stated, but added as he saw the look of anger on Legolas' face. " I merely think it is a sign of weakness. I meant no offence. You have spirit, and that has just rewarded you a chance to not be killed. You will have judgement passed by our princess. You will call her ' Princess Allura'." He said bluntly.
" I thought you said you wouldn't hurt me?" Legolas questioned, almost timidly.
" I did say that, but I said nothing about not killing you. Now come, or you will die at dawn." And with that, he came over and undid the chains. Legolas remained silent, if not for his sake, then for his fathers.
It had been about three quarters of an hour's walk to get to the princess' throne room. It was definitely not modest. It had jewels all over the walls. Behind the not-so-small chair, there was the words ' Princess Allura' Written in Gems. On the throne sat a very beautiful elf. She still looked like her kin, but she was less pale. She was a nice sight for Legolas; until she started to screech at her servants.
" HOW DARE YOU BRING AN ELF OF HIS KIND! HAVE HIM BE-HEADED AT ONCE!" Her loud and highly annoying voice rang through the palace like acid through veins. He winced, and for a few moments, wanted to be be-headed. She glared venom at him, and said
" State your business here." She commanded. He had to make a good impression on her.
" I was merely searching for my father, who has been captured by a bad of orcs." He said, trying to get some slack from her. Though from the look on her face, it wasn't working. " Though I was blessed to awake in a presence of such a beautiful palace. Not to mention a beautiful princess." He added. To him, it sounded as cheesy and corny as something pulled out from a banquet, but it had the effect he needed. Her face instantly went from cold, to absolutely flattered.
" Bring him to my quarters. We will talk there." She said, and with that, walked away. 'Maybe it worked a little too well' he thought to himself.
It was another half an hour walk to get to her quarters. From the way the palace looked, she was indeed egotistic. The servant who took him to her quarters gave him a pitying sort of look. It made the prince quite nervous. He knocked three times. It was replied by a high pitched "Come iiin!". One last glance at the servant, and he received the look of pity again. The doors opened, and he gaped. They were at least 12 feet tall. He looked inside, and a waterfall, along with many other gorgeous wonders were in it. A king sized bed, with silk sheeting in a canopy. He blinked, it was then he noticed that same 'Princess Allura' Sitting on the bed. She signaled him to come in. He walked in slowly and nervously. She flashed him a seductive smile. He wanted to throw up. She patted the bed beside her. He sat as far away as possible.
" So, I hear you're on some sort of mission. Hmm?" She asked, twirling a strand of hair between her fingers.
"Well" He cleared his throat, afraid that his voice might crack. " I am, so I can't dilly dally in a place for long." He tried to hint that he was in a hurry. She pouted in a playful manner.
" Why not? No time for fun?" With that, she shuffled closer, and began to play with a strand of his hair. He felt very nauseated. He grinned.
" We could always go for a swim…" She murmured into his ear, letting the strap of her dress slide down her shoulder.
"I'd rather not." He said, still trying to give her the hint.
" That's okay…" She let her hand fall into his lap. That was it. He jumped up, and raced to the door.
"What?! What am I doing wrong?" She squealed, trying to fake tears. 'Think fast blonde' Legolas though frantically to himself.
" Uh, I'm… already wedded!" He said. ' Yes! Quick move elfy!' he thought triumphantly. She frowned and countered
" With who?" She pouted again. 'Think fast! Move move move! Name! Miranda!… ew…'
" Her name is Miranda. I'm sorry." He lied. She then brightened up, a bit.
" She obviously doesn't care about you! We found them wandering about! Her and a dwarf, right" She asked perkily. His stomach had an odd squelching feeling now. "She said that the only reason that she went to find you because your father would kill her if she let you fail." She continued. He now felt very cornered. 'I have to do something! I can't just let this happen… think think think! Think fast! You're a prince, act like one!' He smirked.
" Well, I would wed you, but your… how shall I say this… not my type." He said, trying to sound calm and cool. She frowned. Then she smiled again.
" Then I shall become your type!" Her smile seemed to be almost satanic with that innocence. He then walked out, not wanting to find out what she was thinking. He wondered around the palace until one of the guards found him. He swallowed and expected to be sent to an execution, but the guard merely sent him to his own quarters. Something was not right, because when he arrived there, the guard told him it was his orders to make sure Legolas didn't escape. This made the already jittery elf even more nerve wracked. He now had to think of a way to get Gimli and Miranda. He shuddered at the thought of that elven odd ball ever being his wife. He suddenly got visions of a bunch of Legolas and Miranda juniors running around, with Legolas drinking a lot of wine, and her being really fat. He wasn't sure to burst out laughing, or to curl up into a ball and rock back and fourth. His mind kept trying to make some sort of escape plan from this demonic elven palace. He had probably sat there for about an hour until another one of those 'zombie' elves walked in. She again had a snake-like face, and she was unnaturally skinny. She held a platter with some sort of pink juice, and an elven bread, much like lembas. He was about to take a drink from the pink fluid, when he smelt it, and went against it. It didn't stink, but it smelt too sweet for his taste. He poured it into the nearest plant, took a nibble of the food, and went back to thinking. About an hour later, he found his eyes getting very sore from the lack of movement when the door opened again, and none other than 'Princess Allura' Came striding through. A look of triumph passed over her features. Legolas just groaned. She looked utterly surprised at that. Her gaze fell upon the glass that had held the pink stuff in it, then back to him. It repeated like that about three more times, until an unnoticed vine came slinking around her ankle, and dragged her across the floor towards it's trunk. She let out a small scream as more vines twisted around her, until she was nearly covered in vines. They held her tightly in place. Legolas wasn't sure to either laugh or go get help.
" You didn't drink the potion?!" She screeched. He blinked. A potion? He then burst into laughter. The potion!
" No, what was that potion for anyways?" He asked, seemingly very amused. She squeaked out a cry then responded.
" It was a love potion you twit!" She spat angrily. She would have screamed more, but a vine had found it's way to her mouth and gagged her. He was nearly having spasms from laughing so hard. This was torment, his sides hurt from laughing so hard. Never had he ever though it possible for a plant to fall in love with an elf, but it was, after all, a love potion. With that, he walked out of the room. Now he had to find a way to get his comrades out of here before her people found her. ' Married to Miranda. That's about as likely as Allura falling for the tree!' He snickered, then continued silently down the corridor.
Blood thirsty: Oh my gosh! I got lots of reviews! But a special thanks goes out to Amy! She has reviewed all my chapters so far! And how many times do I have to say it! Nothing between Miranda and Legolas!… I hope… oh, and thanks a bunch to Laureacale for that long review! You really think this is this good? ^_^!!! YAY!!! I reviewed your stories… but a little late I'd say… heh, ah well. THANK YOU!
Legolas: * to other muses * people keep asking the same questions because no body listens!
Muses: * snickers *
Blood thirsty: I heard that! I'll make you all pay! Aragron, you wait til next chapter! I'll show you… mwaa hahahaa!!!
Aragorn: Legolas, I HATE you! It's your fault I'm here! I could have been with Arwen, but noo, I'm stuck with these freaks!
Gollum: Nassty human… mean… preciousss will get you….
Aragorn: I didn't mean you gollum.