Selfish by Izzo
--- INTRODUCTION ---
1 Legolas was always helpful and watchful to the Fellowship. He was the one that could hear the quietest rustle in the trees, and see the smallest of things from miles away. But something inside of him changed. Something he couldn't figure out himself. He kept having these sudden urges to ruin all the plans, keep all the things he could sense to himself. Would his abrupt selfishness destroy the Fellowship's hope for the future?
--- DISCLAIMER ---
I don't own any of these characters so don't hurt me okay? Believe me I wish I did! ::runs away and cries:: ::waaaah::
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3 Chapter 1 – Almost Silent
"Come along now, everyone. There's no time to dawdle. Let's go." Aragorn hurried everyone along, traveling each day getting closer to Mordor. Legolas slightly resented the fact that Aragorn got to lead everyone now that Gandalf was gone. Why Aragorn? Why not him? He thought these things almost all the time. But every time he did, he just pushed the jealous thoughts aside. And besides, there was no time to ponder such trivial things. Legolas had a job to do, and he had to do it well. For everyone's sake.
"Legolas, are you coming?" Aragorn asked, for Legolas stopped for a moment, caught up in a deep thought. Legolas looked up, startled by Aragorn's deep voice calling him out suddenly. "Yes, I'm coming." Legolas slowly started to walk again with the group, but his attitude was different all of a sudden. He no longer looked observant or watchful as he usually does, but instead he looked somewhat angry, and his face would turn angrier whenever Aragorn would start speaking. The jealousy burned so badly at his face that he walked with his head down. The little hobbits walking nearby noticed this, but were too afraid to say anything to him, in fear that he might snap at them. So they continued walking through the deep forests that they were now in, and no one said a word, not even a whisper.
It soon turned to night, and Gimli and the hobbits went out to gather some wood for a small fire simply to keep them warm for awhile. Aragorn sat examining his sword, thinking deeply of how their journey would end. Close by, Legolas sat on the cold earth staring out into the pitch black night sky. His jealousy had cooled down a bit by now, but he still resisted talking to Aragorn, frightened by his own unexpected temper. Aragorn turned his eyes towards Legolas now, and when Legolas felt his eyes upon him, he turned away quickly, afraid to get angry again. "Legolas?" Aragorn asked quietly, for he sensed something was wrong. "What?" Legolas snapped back, feeling his own anger start to rise within him. He regretted saying that so harshly, but he couldn't take it back. "Is there something wrong? I only want to help, honestly." Aragorn knew Legolas could have an attitude and be very insolent at times, but he had never been like this.
Legolas didn't respond at all, he was sick of being asked what was wrong or if he was feeling okay. He fixed his glance back on the darkness above him, looking up at the bright moon that gave some light to the black sky. But Aragorn kept pushing, for Aragorn had a job to look after the rest. "Did you see something? Something that could harm us?" Legolas slowly turned his head, not looking at Aragorn at all, but acknowledging that he did in fact hear him. Wait a minute, this is actually a good question. Did I see something? I think I did! Legolas probed through his mind, and remembered seeing something earlier that morning, but he refrained from telling anyone. Why didn't he tell someone? Indeed he did see something, and what he saw was a troop of Orcs trying as well as they could to follow the Fellowship, but they had got backtracked somehow. Still, why didn't Legolas say something then? Legolas decided to answer the question.
"Yes, I believe I did see something early this day. There was a troop of Orcs following us, but they got slowed down for some reason and I think they lost us. I'm terribly sorry, I was completely distracted by other thoughts and it must have slipped my mind telling you this information." Legolas looked back up, for he didn't want to see Aragorn's reaction to the news he had just brought to his attention. "Well I'm glad you told me. You should have said something sooner, but obviously it didn't affect us; yet. We'll need to move fast tomorrow." Aragorn moved his gaze back to his sword as he did before, slowly polishing it until it was shiny again. Legolas felt his conscience slowly eating away at him as he looked out upon the glistening stars. Just because you stretch the truth somewhat or hold back telling the whole story doesn't mean you're wrong now, does it? No, of course not. But informing Aragorn that the Orcs were not backtracked as he said they were could have been very important…
--- INTRODUCTION ---
1 Legolas was always helpful and watchful to the Fellowship. He was the one that could hear the quietest rustle in the trees, and see the smallest of things from miles away. But something inside of him changed. Something he couldn't figure out himself. He kept having these sudden urges to ruin all the plans, keep all the things he could sense to himself. Would his abrupt selfishness destroy the Fellowship's hope for the future?
--- DISCLAIMER ---
I don't own any of these characters so don't hurt me okay? Believe me I wish I did! ::runs away and cries:: ::waaaah::
2
3 Chapter 1 – Almost Silent
"Come along now, everyone. There's no time to dawdle. Let's go." Aragorn hurried everyone along, traveling each day getting closer to Mordor. Legolas slightly resented the fact that Aragorn got to lead everyone now that Gandalf was gone. Why Aragorn? Why not him? He thought these things almost all the time. But every time he did, he just pushed the jealous thoughts aside. And besides, there was no time to ponder such trivial things. Legolas had a job to do, and he had to do it well. For everyone's sake.
"Legolas, are you coming?" Aragorn asked, for Legolas stopped for a moment, caught up in a deep thought. Legolas looked up, startled by Aragorn's deep voice calling him out suddenly. "Yes, I'm coming." Legolas slowly started to walk again with the group, but his attitude was different all of a sudden. He no longer looked observant or watchful as he usually does, but instead he looked somewhat angry, and his face would turn angrier whenever Aragorn would start speaking. The jealousy burned so badly at his face that he walked with his head down. The little hobbits walking nearby noticed this, but were too afraid to say anything to him, in fear that he might snap at them. So they continued walking through the deep forests that they were now in, and no one said a word, not even a whisper.
It soon turned to night, and Gimli and the hobbits went out to gather some wood for a small fire simply to keep them warm for awhile. Aragorn sat examining his sword, thinking deeply of how their journey would end. Close by, Legolas sat on the cold earth staring out into the pitch black night sky. His jealousy had cooled down a bit by now, but he still resisted talking to Aragorn, frightened by his own unexpected temper. Aragorn turned his eyes towards Legolas now, and when Legolas felt his eyes upon him, he turned away quickly, afraid to get angry again. "Legolas?" Aragorn asked quietly, for he sensed something was wrong. "What?" Legolas snapped back, feeling his own anger start to rise within him. He regretted saying that so harshly, but he couldn't take it back. "Is there something wrong? I only want to help, honestly." Aragorn knew Legolas could have an attitude and be very insolent at times, but he had never been like this.
Legolas didn't respond at all, he was sick of being asked what was wrong or if he was feeling okay. He fixed his glance back on the darkness above him, looking up at the bright moon that gave some light to the black sky. But Aragorn kept pushing, for Aragorn had a job to look after the rest. "Did you see something? Something that could harm us?" Legolas slowly turned his head, not looking at Aragorn at all, but acknowledging that he did in fact hear him. Wait a minute, this is actually a good question. Did I see something? I think I did! Legolas probed through his mind, and remembered seeing something earlier that morning, but he refrained from telling anyone. Why didn't he tell someone? Indeed he did see something, and what he saw was a troop of Orcs trying as well as they could to follow the Fellowship, but they had got backtracked somehow. Still, why didn't Legolas say something then? Legolas decided to answer the question.
"Yes, I believe I did see something early this day. There was a troop of Orcs following us, but they got slowed down for some reason and I think they lost us. I'm terribly sorry, I was completely distracted by other thoughts and it must have slipped my mind telling you this information." Legolas looked back up, for he didn't want to see Aragorn's reaction to the news he had just brought to his attention. "Well I'm glad you told me. You should have said something sooner, but obviously it didn't affect us; yet. We'll need to move fast tomorrow." Aragorn moved his gaze back to his sword as he did before, slowly polishing it until it was shiny again. Legolas felt his conscience slowly eating away at him as he looked out upon the glistening stars. Just because you stretch the truth somewhat or hold back telling the whole story doesn't mean you're wrong now, does it? No, of course not. But informing Aragorn that the Orcs were not backtracked as he said they were could have been very important…