Note: All unknown characters are mine! Elvish speech is in ' '! Slash
between Legolas/Aragorn. Minor violence in this chapter, mentioned rape.
Takes place a few hours after 'Loss of Innocence'.
Lost Soul
Part 12
Seiren moaned softly, as he opened his eyes. His body and soul both hurt, as he looked around the cave. He was alone, he realized, and wondered where Legolas had gone. His eyes were pure amethyst, as he sat up, before standing carefully.
Seiren made his way out of the cave, shaking slightly. He peered around to look for his best friend, and heard some muffled noises. Seiren followed them and saw Aragorn and Legolas were laying next to each other, clad only in their leggings. They looked so peaceful and happy that Seiren did not wish to disturb them. So he turned and slowly started to walk away, returning to the cave.
Legolas looked up, as he felt someone watching them. 'Someone is watching us, Aragorn,' he murmured, sitting up so he could look for the person.
Aragorn's hand went to the hilt of Anduril. 'Who is it?'
Legolas caught a glimpse of red hair, and stood. 'Seiren?' he called.
Seiren didn't hear Legolas call his name, as the elf reached the cave and entered it once more. He sat on the floor and closed his eyes, as he remembered what had happened to him. He wrapped his arms around his bent knees, and held them close to his chest, as he rested his face against them.
Aragorn exchanged a look with Legolas, before the two quickly put on their shirts and tunics, grabbed their weapons, and returned to the cave. They were afraid that Seiren had run off, so they were surprised to see him sitting there silently.
Legolas touched Seiren's shoulder gently, and the red-haired elf flinched a little instinctively. 'It'll be all right, Seiren,' Legolas whispered in Elvish. 'We will help you through this, my friend. You are not alone.'
Seiren looked up, and met Legolas's gaze. The elf looked lost, as he sat there. 'Thank you, Legolas,' Seiren murmured. 'I have lost part of myself, and I do not know how to find it again.'
Aragorn came over to stand beside Legolas, as he put his larger hand on Seiren's other shoulder. 'We will not leave you alone, until you find yourself again,' he said gently in Elvish.
Seiren turned to Aragorn. 'Thank you, Elessar.' He closed his eyes again, as he rested his head against his knees once more.
Legolas's heart ached for his gentle friend, and it clashed with seething anger at Motarasu. The blond elf vowed that the evil one would rue the day he dared to violate Seiren, as he watched his friend sit there and say nothing.
'It is not only what Motarasu did that pains me so, Legolas,' Seiren whispered. 'It's the pain inside of me.'
Legolas frowned, as he knelt beside Seiren. Aragorn sat down as well, as Legolas placed a hand on Seiren's face and focused his magic. An Elvish curse came out of his mouth. A look of fury appeared on the elf's face before Legolas abruptly jumped to his feet and ran out of the cave.
Aragorn stood and froze, uncertain of whether to go after his lover, or stay here with the vulnerable elf who needed support right now. The sound of a horse galloping off made Aragorn's decision for him. There was only one horse here, and that was Seiren's Elvish stallion, Saeru. He looked at the red-haired elf. 'Forgive me for asking, but what is it that has made Legolas so angry?'
'Ullin and I no longer have separate minds,' Seiren said softly. 'Motarasu saw to that. We now share everything, pain or pleasure. Technically, Ullin is now me, for I was in control when the mental barriers were shattered.'
'Could something like that happen to Legolas?' Aragorn questioned.
'Not really. Legolas and Mikomi's souls are one, unlike how mine and Ullin's were.' The elf turned a gaze full of sorrow towards Aragorn. 'Fear not, Elessar. Legolas will be all right.' Seiren was trying to erase the worry he saw in the king's eyes, even as he dealt with his own inner pain.
Aragorn knew that instead of Seiren comforting him, he should be helping the elf. 'Do you want to talk about it, Seiren?" he asked quietly. 'I can read your pain in everything you do.'
Seiren looked towards the ground. 'There's not much to tell,' he murmured. 'I was half asleep the entire time.' Shame was in his voice.
Aragorn reached out and tilted the elf's face up. 'Twas not your fault, Seiren. Do not lower your gaze.' Fear for the rest of the Fellowship was also in Aragorn's mind, for he had not seen them when they rescued Seiren. He let go of the elf's face, before he sat on a rock. He watched the seemingly lost elf carefully.
Seiren was grateful that his magic allowed him to pick up Elessar's fear. 'Your friends are all right, Elessar, for I freed them before Motarasu… I told them to go to Rivendell.'
'They left you there alone?' Aragorn was incredulous. His friends would never do something like that.
'I told them to leave me behind,' Seiren explained. 'Aradia needs them more than I do, Elessar, for Motarasu wants her dead.'
Aragorn turned pale at those words. 'Why?'
'She has the gift of prophecy. That makes her dangerous, in Motarasu's eyes.' Seiren averted his gaze from Aragorn, as a single tear ran down his face.
Aragorn saw the tear anyway, and gently wiped it away. 'Cry if you need to, Seiren,' the human murmured gently.
Seiren had his face in his hands, as silent tears ran down his face. Aragorn took the weeping elf in his arms, and held him tightly, as Seiren cried softly for the first time in his life, with his face resting on Aragorn's shoulder.
Aragorn was saddened that the once gentle and brave elf now seemed like a lost child.
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Motarasu's Camp
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Legolas came charging up to the camp, his magic swirling around him in a frenzy. He shouted Motarasu's name angrily, rage burning inside of him.
Motarasu appeared, and was stunned when he saw Legolas before him on a Elven stallion. "So you've come back to me," the dark lord sneered.
Legolas flung raw magic at Motarasu, which sent him into agony. "That was for Seiren!" Legolas yelled.
Motarasu used his dark magic to counter it as best as he could, when more pain suddenly tore through him, from within. It hurt worse than ever. "What are you doing to me?" Motarasu yelled. The shadow creatures watched, as Nekura quickly started preparing a teleportation spell. She only had a few moments to complete the spell.
"That was for my other friends that you hurt!" Legolas channeled his anger and rage into another attack, and was satisfied when he heard a cry of agony tear out of Motarasu. "And this… This is for you!"
But before the spell could strike, the camp and everyone in it, save for Legolas and Saeru vanished, thanks to Nekura's own dark magic.
"Damn you, Motarasu!" Legolas yelled. "I will find you and make you pay!" The blond elf struggled to regain control of his rage. He finally did so, and his thoughts cleared. What was he doing here when Seiren needed him the most? Legolas spurred Saeru into a gallop, making for the cave as fast as he could.
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The Cave
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It was quiet when Legolas entered the cave once more. Aragorn turned, and put a finger to his lips. Seiren had cried himself to sleep, and had his head resting in Aragorn's lap.
'Is he all right?' Legolas asked quietly, guilt in his voice.
Aragorn nodded silently. Part of him was angry that Legolas had taken off like that, without telling him where he went. 'He's sleeping.'
Legolas made his way over to Seiren, and knelt beside him. 'I'm sorry, Aragorn. I should not have done what I did.' A silent nod was what he got in answer. Legolas heard a small whimper from Seiren, and gently touched his friend on the shoulder.
Aragorn gently brushed the hair out of Seiren's open eyes as the elf slept, before he took Legolas's hand in his. The blond elf looked at his lover, as Aragorn brought his hand up to his lips. 'Seiren is very frail, Legolas. He cried for nearly two hours.'
Legolas sighed. 'I have never seen him cry, for he has not before.' The two regarded the sleeping elf, who had tear streaks on his face. Legolas gently took out a small cloth and dried them.
Seiren stirred a little, before he blinked his eyes open. 'You're all right, Legolas,' he murmured. 'I was worried.' Seiren lifted his head off of Aragorn's lap, and looked at his best friend.
'I'm sorry I worried you,' Legolas said.
'Tis all right.' The red-haired elf met Aragorn's gaze. 'Once more, thank you, Elessar.'
'Call me Aragorn, Seiren,' Aragorn said gently.
Seiren nodded slowly, as he slowly stood and headed back to his own bed, so Legolas and Aragorn could have some time alone. He laid down and fell asleep again without even pulling the covers over him. Legolas and Aragorn exchanged a small smile, before the blond elf stood, and silently walked over to Seiren. He gently covered his best friend with some blankets, before he returned to sit by Aragorn.
Aragorn moved to the floor and sat there, beside his lover. He kissed Legolas softly, before cupping the elf's face in his hands. 'You had me concerned as well, love.'
'I was angry and frustrated,' Legolas confessed. 'Not only did Motarasu assault Seiren, but I have seen no trace of our other friends.' He leaned towards Aragorn, and stole a warm kiss.
'Seiren told me that he sent them to Rivendell to ensure Aradia's safety,' Aragorn told Legolas, as he flicked his tongue on the tip of Legolas's ear.
The tension noticeably left the elf, as he shivered a little. 'So they are alive, and Aradia will be as safe as she can possibly be, with Elrond and the others watching over her.'
Aragorn nodded, as he put his arms around Legolas's waist. The two stayed like that for a while, for they did not want to leave Seiren alone, at least for now.
To be continued
Lost Soul
Part 12
Seiren moaned softly, as he opened his eyes. His body and soul both hurt, as he looked around the cave. He was alone, he realized, and wondered where Legolas had gone. His eyes were pure amethyst, as he sat up, before standing carefully.
Seiren made his way out of the cave, shaking slightly. He peered around to look for his best friend, and heard some muffled noises. Seiren followed them and saw Aragorn and Legolas were laying next to each other, clad only in their leggings. They looked so peaceful and happy that Seiren did not wish to disturb them. So he turned and slowly started to walk away, returning to the cave.
Legolas looked up, as he felt someone watching them. 'Someone is watching us, Aragorn,' he murmured, sitting up so he could look for the person.
Aragorn's hand went to the hilt of Anduril. 'Who is it?'
Legolas caught a glimpse of red hair, and stood. 'Seiren?' he called.
Seiren didn't hear Legolas call his name, as the elf reached the cave and entered it once more. He sat on the floor and closed his eyes, as he remembered what had happened to him. He wrapped his arms around his bent knees, and held them close to his chest, as he rested his face against them.
Aragorn exchanged a look with Legolas, before the two quickly put on their shirts and tunics, grabbed their weapons, and returned to the cave. They were afraid that Seiren had run off, so they were surprised to see him sitting there silently.
Legolas touched Seiren's shoulder gently, and the red-haired elf flinched a little instinctively. 'It'll be all right, Seiren,' Legolas whispered in Elvish. 'We will help you through this, my friend. You are not alone.'
Seiren looked up, and met Legolas's gaze. The elf looked lost, as he sat there. 'Thank you, Legolas,' Seiren murmured. 'I have lost part of myself, and I do not know how to find it again.'
Aragorn came over to stand beside Legolas, as he put his larger hand on Seiren's other shoulder. 'We will not leave you alone, until you find yourself again,' he said gently in Elvish.
Seiren turned to Aragorn. 'Thank you, Elessar.' He closed his eyes again, as he rested his head against his knees once more.
Legolas's heart ached for his gentle friend, and it clashed with seething anger at Motarasu. The blond elf vowed that the evil one would rue the day he dared to violate Seiren, as he watched his friend sit there and say nothing.
'It is not only what Motarasu did that pains me so, Legolas,' Seiren whispered. 'It's the pain inside of me.'
Legolas frowned, as he knelt beside Seiren. Aragorn sat down as well, as Legolas placed a hand on Seiren's face and focused his magic. An Elvish curse came out of his mouth. A look of fury appeared on the elf's face before Legolas abruptly jumped to his feet and ran out of the cave.
Aragorn stood and froze, uncertain of whether to go after his lover, or stay here with the vulnerable elf who needed support right now. The sound of a horse galloping off made Aragorn's decision for him. There was only one horse here, and that was Seiren's Elvish stallion, Saeru. He looked at the red-haired elf. 'Forgive me for asking, but what is it that has made Legolas so angry?'
'Ullin and I no longer have separate minds,' Seiren said softly. 'Motarasu saw to that. We now share everything, pain or pleasure. Technically, Ullin is now me, for I was in control when the mental barriers were shattered.'
'Could something like that happen to Legolas?' Aragorn questioned.
'Not really. Legolas and Mikomi's souls are one, unlike how mine and Ullin's were.' The elf turned a gaze full of sorrow towards Aragorn. 'Fear not, Elessar. Legolas will be all right.' Seiren was trying to erase the worry he saw in the king's eyes, even as he dealt with his own inner pain.
Aragorn knew that instead of Seiren comforting him, he should be helping the elf. 'Do you want to talk about it, Seiren?" he asked quietly. 'I can read your pain in everything you do.'
Seiren looked towards the ground. 'There's not much to tell,' he murmured. 'I was half asleep the entire time.' Shame was in his voice.
Aragorn reached out and tilted the elf's face up. 'Twas not your fault, Seiren. Do not lower your gaze.' Fear for the rest of the Fellowship was also in Aragorn's mind, for he had not seen them when they rescued Seiren. He let go of the elf's face, before he sat on a rock. He watched the seemingly lost elf carefully.
Seiren was grateful that his magic allowed him to pick up Elessar's fear. 'Your friends are all right, Elessar, for I freed them before Motarasu… I told them to go to Rivendell.'
'They left you there alone?' Aragorn was incredulous. His friends would never do something like that.
'I told them to leave me behind,' Seiren explained. 'Aradia needs them more than I do, Elessar, for Motarasu wants her dead.'
Aragorn turned pale at those words. 'Why?'
'She has the gift of prophecy. That makes her dangerous, in Motarasu's eyes.' Seiren averted his gaze from Aragorn, as a single tear ran down his face.
Aragorn saw the tear anyway, and gently wiped it away. 'Cry if you need to, Seiren,' the human murmured gently.
Seiren had his face in his hands, as silent tears ran down his face. Aragorn took the weeping elf in his arms, and held him tightly, as Seiren cried softly for the first time in his life, with his face resting on Aragorn's shoulder.
Aragorn was saddened that the once gentle and brave elf now seemed like a lost child.
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Motarasu's Camp
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Legolas came charging up to the camp, his magic swirling around him in a frenzy. He shouted Motarasu's name angrily, rage burning inside of him.
Motarasu appeared, and was stunned when he saw Legolas before him on a Elven stallion. "So you've come back to me," the dark lord sneered.
Legolas flung raw magic at Motarasu, which sent him into agony. "That was for Seiren!" Legolas yelled.
Motarasu used his dark magic to counter it as best as he could, when more pain suddenly tore through him, from within. It hurt worse than ever. "What are you doing to me?" Motarasu yelled. The shadow creatures watched, as Nekura quickly started preparing a teleportation spell. She only had a few moments to complete the spell.
"That was for my other friends that you hurt!" Legolas channeled his anger and rage into another attack, and was satisfied when he heard a cry of agony tear out of Motarasu. "And this… This is for you!"
But before the spell could strike, the camp and everyone in it, save for Legolas and Saeru vanished, thanks to Nekura's own dark magic.
"Damn you, Motarasu!" Legolas yelled. "I will find you and make you pay!" The blond elf struggled to regain control of his rage. He finally did so, and his thoughts cleared. What was he doing here when Seiren needed him the most? Legolas spurred Saeru into a gallop, making for the cave as fast as he could.
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The Cave
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It was quiet when Legolas entered the cave once more. Aragorn turned, and put a finger to his lips. Seiren had cried himself to sleep, and had his head resting in Aragorn's lap.
'Is he all right?' Legolas asked quietly, guilt in his voice.
Aragorn nodded silently. Part of him was angry that Legolas had taken off like that, without telling him where he went. 'He's sleeping.'
Legolas made his way over to Seiren, and knelt beside him. 'I'm sorry, Aragorn. I should not have done what I did.' A silent nod was what he got in answer. Legolas heard a small whimper from Seiren, and gently touched his friend on the shoulder.
Aragorn gently brushed the hair out of Seiren's open eyes as the elf slept, before he took Legolas's hand in his. The blond elf looked at his lover, as Aragorn brought his hand up to his lips. 'Seiren is very frail, Legolas. He cried for nearly two hours.'
Legolas sighed. 'I have never seen him cry, for he has not before.' The two regarded the sleeping elf, who had tear streaks on his face. Legolas gently took out a small cloth and dried them.
Seiren stirred a little, before he blinked his eyes open. 'You're all right, Legolas,' he murmured. 'I was worried.' Seiren lifted his head off of Aragorn's lap, and looked at his best friend.
'I'm sorry I worried you,' Legolas said.
'Tis all right.' The red-haired elf met Aragorn's gaze. 'Once more, thank you, Elessar.'
'Call me Aragorn, Seiren,' Aragorn said gently.
Seiren nodded slowly, as he slowly stood and headed back to his own bed, so Legolas and Aragorn could have some time alone. He laid down and fell asleep again without even pulling the covers over him. Legolas and Aragorn exchanged a small smile, before the blond elf stood, and silently walked over to Seiren. He gently covered his best friend with some blankets, before he returned to sit by Aragorn.
Aragorn moved to the floor and sat there, beside his lover. He kissed Legolas softly, before cupping the elf's face in his hands. 'You had me concerned as well, love.'
'I was angry and frustrated,' Legolas confessed. 'Not only did Motarasu assault Seiren, but I have seen no trace of our other friends.' He leaned towards Aragorn, and stole a warm kiss.
'Seiren told me that he sent them to Rivendell to ensure Aradia's safety,' Aragorn told Legolas, as he flicked his tongue on the tip of Legolas's ear.
The tension noticeably left the elf, as he shivered a little. 'So they are alive, and Aradia will be as safe as she can possibly be, with Elrond and the others watching over her.'
Aragorn nodded, as he put his arms around Legolas's waist. The two stayed like that for a while, for they did not want to leave Seiren alone, at least for now.
To be continued