Note: You know the drill; all unknown characters belong to me! Elvish
speech is in ' '! Takes place two days after The Power. This fic takes
place 5 years after ROTF! Language warning!
The Passion
A.J. Matthews
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Near Lothlorien
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Aragorn and the rest of the Fellowship hadn't stopped to rest yet on their journey to reach Lothlorien, and it paid off. They would be there in two days, give or take a few hours.
Legolas had been incoherent for the two days, still unable to move.
Aragorn was worried about his lover, for Legolas cried out in his sleep about a coming battle.
But the appearance of more Kegare quickly drew Aragorn's attention. How the hell could he fight them with Legolas in his arms? He cursed softly.
Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Gandalf, and Gimli tensed. They were at a severe disadvantage since Aragorn could not help them.
"Give us the elf!" the tallest of the creatures snarled.
"Go, Aragorn!" Frodo shouted. "Leave us behind and get to Lothlorien!"
"I can't just leave you," Aragorn yelled. "They'll kill you!"
"No, they won't," Gimli said. "For they want Legolas alive, and they'll use us to try to get him. Go! The two of you are more valuable than rest of us!"
"I'm not going to abandon you!" Aragorn snapped. "There has to be another way!"
"Protect Legolas!" Gandalf told Aragorn. "Don't worry about us!"
Gandalf solved the problem by causing a bolt of lightning to strike near Aragorn's horse. The horse reared in panic and ran directly towards Lothlorien in a furious gallop.
"Good luck!" Sam and the other Hobbits shouted as the lovers rode out of sight.
Aragorn felt a few tears running down his face. He was afraid that his friends were going to die. And Legolas needed him as well.
An arrow whizzed by and cut Aragorn on the face. Blood trickled down his face as he turned to look behind him.
Different black creatures were now pursuing him, accompanied by twisted, distorted shadows.
Aragorn urged his horse faster, to try to outrun them.
Legolas opened his eyes. "Those are Kage, Aragorn," he whispered. "Only the power of Light can defeat them. Bring my hands together."
Aragorn did so reluctantly.
Glowing light shone between Legolas's cupped hands and shot out towards the Kage.
Some of them fell, but not many.
'I'm too weak to hold them off for long, my love,' Legolas said quietly in Elvish.
'You did your best,' Aragorn told his lover gently. 'You haven't had a chance to recover yet.'
Another curse escaped Aragorn's lips as he saw they were surrounded.
The Kage strode forward, hissing gleefully.
Legolas and Aragorn prepared themselves for the worst as the creatures drew near them.
A bolt of blue fire knocked the Kage back.
All turned to see a figure dressed in pale blue advancing towards them with tremendous speed.
'Seiren!' Legolas called out, relieved.
Another spell was chanted by the blue rider and a thick fog settled over everyone. The black creatures couldn't see anything.
Seiren rode towards Aragorn and Legolas. 'Follow me!' he shouted. A blue glow was wrapped around him as Seiren led them away from the creatures, his horse going much slower than normal.
Aragorn followed this Seiren closely, wanting to get as much distance between the creatures and Legolas as possible.
Seiren led them to a clearing, where he closed his eyes and spoke soft Elvish words. Blue light flickered around the clearing before fading.
'We will be safe here for a while. I have cast an illusion spell,' Seiren told Aragorn, speaking in Elvish.
Legolas had fallen fast asleep again. Aragorn dismounted, holding the sleeping elf.
'What's wrong with him?' Aragorn asked Seiren as he gazed at his love.
'Lay him down flat, please, Elessar,' Seiren said.
Aragorn did so, and Seiren touched Legolas's forehead, his hand glowing a pale blue.
'Legolas overexerted himself, that's all.' A relieved smile broke over Seiren's face. 'This should help, I believe.'
Aragorn had to shield his eyes as a dazzling blue light surrounded the two elves, before it faded away.
'What did you do?' Aragorn demanded. To his surprise, Legolas awakened again, and smiled at him.
'I gave him some of my own magic, nothing more,' Seiren said. He stood and walked over to his horse. Seiren removed a bag of food and tossed it to Aragorn, who easily caught it. 'Eat while you can. Those creatures will not cease in their chase for Mikomi, or should I say Legolas?' His amethyst eyes met Legolas's green ones.
Legolas sat up slowly, able to move for the first time in days. 'Thank you, my friend,' he said to Seiren.
Seiren smiled. 'No thanks are needed. The two of you should rest.' Seiren himself was feeling a bit fatigued, but he knew that the lovers needed some time alone. 'I'm going to go see how your friends fared and find the safest road to travel on tomorrow.'
'Where is Ullin?' Aragorn finally asked.
'He's here… in a way,' Seiren said. 'Yet not here.'
'What of Aradia?' Legolas inquired. 'She is safe now?'
'Indeed, Legolas, but Lord Elrond forced me to reveal myself. His Elven Ring let him see right through me,' Seiren told him, looking slightly amused. He mounted his horse and then froze. Seiren took another bag out and threw it to Legolas, who barely caught it. 'I'll be back in a few hours. Be well and be safe. Don't leave this clearing.' Seiren rode off without making a single sound in the grass.
'He is a good friend,' Legolas said to Aragorn earnestly.
Aragorn sat down beside his lover and took Legolas in his arms. 'I was so worried about you,' Aragorn whispered softly. He cupped Legolas's face in his hands.
"I'm all right, my love," Legolas whispered back, before Aragorn kissed him hard and long. Legolas responded eagerly, as fire coursed through them. The bags each held slipped to the ground, as they reached for each other, wanting to be closer.
Aragorn lowered Legolas back onto the ground, as his tongue entered the elf's mouth. Legolas moaned softly and slipped his own tongue into Aragorn's mouth, while Aragorn's hands began to remove his clothes.
Legolas's hands were in Aragorn's clothes as well, taking off his shirt and tunic.
Their faces were flushed as the kisses grew deeper and more meaningful. Both pairs of hands began to remove the other's belt, as they gasped for air.
Swords and belts went the way of the shirts and tunics as each panted, grabbing at leggings and removing them eagerly.
For a brief moment in time, all else was forgotten save this. An agony of bliss, never to be denied.
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Motarasu's Camp
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"I want that elf!" Motarasu shouted at Nekura, who trembled.
"Which one?" she whispered, fearful of being struck once more.
"What do you mean?" Motarasu demanded.
"There- there are two elves now. One of white light, the Elven king of Mirkwood, and a strange one with blue light," Nekura said, shaking.
"It couldn't be… it couldn't be him…" Motarasu said, feeling his rage go beyond fury to a cold, black hatred. There was only one elf he knew of that wielded blue light. "Seiren…" he breathed. "He's returned…"
Nekura watched her husband. Bruises marred her face as she listened to him.
"I want both brought to me!" Motarasu bellowed. "As for the halflings, the dwarf, and the wizard- keep them alive… for now."
Nekura nodded and ran off before he could strike her again.
To be continued
The Passion
A.J. Matthews
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Near Lothlorien
****************
Aragorn and the rest of the Fellowship hadn't stopped to rest yet on their journey to reach Lothlorien, and it paid off. They would be there in two days, give or take a few hours.
Legolas had been incoherent for the two days, still unable to move.
Aragorn was worried about his lover, for Legolas cried out in his sleep about a coming battle.
But the appearance of more Kegare quickly drew Aragorn's attention. How the hell could he fight them with Legolas in his arms? He cursed softly.
Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Gandalf, and Gimli tensed. They were at a severe disadvantage since Aragorn could not help them.
"Give us the elf!" the tallest of the creatures snarled.
"Go, Aragorn!" Frodo shouted. "Leave us behind and get to Lothlorien!"
"I can't just leave you," Aragorn yelled. "They'll kill you!"
"No, they won't," Gimli said. "For they want Legolas alive, and they'll use us to try to get him. Go! The two of you are more valuable than rest of us!"
"I'm not going to abandon you!" Aragorn snapped. "There has to be another way!"
"Protect Legolas!" Gandalf told Aragorn. "Don't worry about us!"
Gandalf solved the problem by causing a bolt of lightning to strike near Aragorn's horse. The horse reared in panic and ran directly towards Lothlorien in a furious gallop.
"Good luck!" Sam and the other Hobbits shouted as the lovers rode out of sight.
Aragorn felt a few tears running down his face. He was afraid that his friends were going to die. And Legolas needed him as well.
An arrow whizzed by and cut Aragorn on the face. Blood trickled down his face as he turned to look behind him.
Different black creatures were now pursuing him, accompanied by twisted, distorted shadows.
Aragorn urged his horse faster, to try to outrun them.
Legolas opened his eyes. "Those are Kage, Aragorn," he whispered. "Only the power of Light can defeat them. Bring my hands together."
Aragorn did so reluctantly.
Glowing light shone between Legolas's cupped hands and shot out towards the Kage.
Some of them fell, but not many.
'I'm too weak to hold them off for long, my love,' Legolas said quietly in Elvish.
'You did your best,' Aragorn told his lover gently. 'You haven't had a chance to recover yet.'
Another curse escaped Aragorn's lips as he saw they were surrounded.
The Kage strode forward, hissing gleefully.
Legolas and Aragorn prepared themselves for the worst as the creatures drew near them.
A bolt of blue fire knocked the Kage back.
All turned to see a figure dressed in pale blue advancing towards them with tremendous speed.
'Seiren!' Legolas called out, relieved.
Another spell was chanted by the blue rider and a thick fog settled over everyone. The black creatures couldn't see anything.
Seiren rode towards Aragorn and Legolas. 'Follow me!' he shouted. A blue glow was wrapped around him as Seiren led them away from the creatures, his horse going much slower than normal.
Aragorn followed this Seiren closely, wanting to get as much distance between the creatures and Legolas as possible.
Seiren led them to a clearing, where he closed his eyes and spoke soft Elvish words. Blue light flickered around the clearing before fading.
'We will be safe here for a while. I have cast an illusion spell,' Seiren told Aragorn, speaking in Elvish.
Legolas had fallen fast asleep again. Aragorn dismounted, holding the sleeping elf.
'What's wrong with him?' Aragorn asked Seiren as he gazed at his love.
'Lay him down flat, please, Elessar,' Seiren said.
Aragorn did so, and Seiren touched Legolas's forehead, his hand glowing a pale blue.
'Legolas overexerted himself, that's all.' A relieved smile broke over Seiren's face. 'This should help, I believe.'
Aragorn had to shield his eyes as a dazzling blue light surrounded the two elves, before it faded away.
'What did you do?' Aragorn demanded. To his surprise, Legolas awakened again, and smiled at him.
'I gave him some of my own magic, nothing more,' Seiren said. He stood and walked over to his horse. Seiren removed a bag of food and tossed it to Aragorn, who easily caught it. 'Eat while you can. Those creatures will not cease in their chase for Mikomi, or should I say Legolas?' His amethyst eyes met Legolas's green ones.
Legolas sat up slowly, able to move for the first time in days. 'Thank you, my friend,' he said to Seiren.
Seiren smiled. 'No thanks are needed. The two of you should rest.' Seiren himself was feeling a bit fatigued, but he knew that the lovers needed some time alone. 'I'm going to go see how your friends fared and find the safest road to travel on tomorrow.'
'Where is Ullin?' Aragorn finally asked.
'He's here… in a way,' Seiren said. 'Yet not here.'
'What of Aradia?' Legolas inquired. 'She is safe now?'
'Indeed, Legolas, but Lord Elrond forced me to reveal myself. His Elven Ring let him see right through me,' Seiren told him, looking slightly amused. He mounted his horse and then froze. Seiren took another bag out and threw it to Legolas, who barely caught it. 'I'll be back in a few hours. Be well and be safe. Don't leave this clearing.' Seiren rode off without making a single sound in the grass.
'He is a good friend,' Legolas said to Aragorn earnestly.
Aragorn sat down beside his lover and took Legolas in his arms. 'I was so worried about you,' Aragorn whispered softly. He cupped Legolas's face in his hands.
"I'm all right, my love," Legolas whispered back, before Aragorn kissed him hard and long. Legolas responded eagerly, as fire coursed through them. The bags each held slipped to the ground, as they reached for each other, wanting to be closer.
Aragorn lowered Legolas back onto the ground, as his tongue entered the elf's mouth. Legolas moaned softly and slipped his own tongue into Aragorn's mouth, while Aragorn's hands began to remove his clothes.
Legolas's hands were in Aragorn's clothes as well, taking off his shirt and tunic.
Their faces were flushed as the kisses grew deeper and more meaningful. Both pairs of hands began to remove the other's belt, as they gasped for air.
Swords and belts went the way of the shirts and tunics as each panted, grabbing at leggings and removing them eagerly.
For a brief moment in time, all else was forgotten save this. An agony of bliss, never to be denied.
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Motarasu's Camp
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"I want that elf!" Motarasu shouted at Nekura, who trembled.
"Which one?" she whispered, fearful of being struck once more.
"What do you mean?" Motarasu demanded.
"There- there are two elves now. One of white light, the Elven king of Mirkwood, and a strange one with blue light," Nekura said, shaking.
"It couldn't be… it couldn't be him…" Motarasu said, feeling his rage go beyond fury to a cold, black hatred. There was only one elf he knew of that wielded blue light. "Seiren…" he breathed. "He's returned…"
Nekura watched her husband. Bruises marred her face as she listened to him.
"I want both brought to me!" Motarasu bellowed. "As for the halflings, the dwarf, and the wizard- keep them alive… for now."
Nekura nodded and ran off before he could strike her again.
To be continued