I'm sorry for posting chapter 6 twice. I am just in a rush to
update…Sorry it took so long to put up this chapter. It was in a notebook I
lost but when I was cleaning my room I found it again! Yay! The text in
italics is Legolas dream. Enjoy!
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"I have a bad feeling about this," uttered a female voice. "You plan might fail. The two are strong and very much in love."
"It will not fail!" whispered evilly another voice but this one was much harsher than the other. "I have waited so long for the human to be mine, and I won't wait much longer!"
"But why…"
"See that's why I choose you for this job. You're all looks and no brain. You must drive a wedge between them and later I will strike the nail on the head!" She hissed in anticipation. "Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes,"
"Good. I have already dispatched a band of orcs. Catch up with them. They have been instructed not to make a move until you tell them to."
"I won't fail you." She turned to leave but the other grabbed her arm.
"Have fun with the elf. He is supposedly very beautiful…but that is a matter of opinion."
"Yes my lady."
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Legolas's eyelashes fluttered and he moaned softly. All the details of his dream floated away when he saw Aragorn's figure above him. "Where am I?"
"Shh, Legolas, you're safe now," replied Aragorn, handing him a cup of water.
Legolas peered around the brightly-lit campsite. They were in a forest, but it wasn't Mirkwood. Then he remembered what had happened. And to his own great surprise he burst into tears.
"What's wrong love?" asked Aragorn, wrapping a comforting arm around the elf's shaking shoulders.
"He's tried to kill me before…He beats me…I hate him! I hope he dies!"
He pressed his face to Aragorn's chest, sobbing because of rage, fear, and hate. But suddenly he stopped hearing a loud scream.
"What is it?" asked Aragorn, watching Legolas get his bow and arrows.
"Someone's in trouble," replied Legolas, slinging his quiver over his back. "Stay here, and guard camp."
"No," said Aragorn. "I won't let you go out and get killed."
"I have a better chance of escaping if it's only me," replied Legolas stubbornly. From the in his blue-green eyes, Aragorn knew he wouldn't give in."
"Fine, but be back soon."
"I will." Replied the elf, kissing him softly on the lips. Then he ran off in the direction from which the scream had come from, his blonde hair flying out behind him.
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"When is the elf coming?" grunted the captain of the orcs. "I want to taste elf flesh!"
"Patience," said a soft voice. "He'll be here. And how many times have I told you? You are not to kill him, or the human."
"Right my lady."
"Look here he comes!" she smiled and the orc pushed a spear to her throat.
"Are you ready?" he hissed evilly.
In response she took a deep breath and screamed again. The blonde elf turned when he heard her scream.
"Shut up, or we'll kill you here and now," said the orc captain.
She whimpered in fake pain as he pressed the spear closer to her skin. The blonde elf seemed to have noticed her and she looked at him, with a look of terror in her eyes. Well actually it was more like desire. Her mistress was right. He was beautiful. Long golden hair flowed over his slender shoulders, and his eyes were a stunning blue-green. His face held so much innocence but behind that there was pride and determination. She tried to focus because if she failed she would never be able to have him.
"Help!" she cried, and the orc hit her over the head with the butt of his spear.
"Not so hard you fool!" she whispered, before everything went black.
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Legolas watched in horror as the orcs knocked the brown haired elf out. Their faces were alight with cruelty. Quickly he strung an arrow in his bow and killed the orc nearest to her. Soon all the orcs were dead.
Stepping over their foul bodies he gently took her in his arms. She stirred a little and he began to run, back to the camp. He didn't notice when she smiled wickedly up at him.
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When they finally reached camp the sounds of a battle could be heard. "Aragorn," whispered Legolas and he quickly scrambled up a tree, placing the female elf he had rescued on a sturdy branch. Jumping down he joined the fray.
All of his arrows gone now, Legolas used his elvish agility to move through the enemies, slashing left and right with his twin white knives.
Aragorn, however, was in trouble. He had gotten himself surrounded. The orcs chuckled evilly, threatening to engulf the man. He managed to cleave the head off of one that came to near, and the others screamed, lunging at him.
"Aragorn!" Legolas yelled, knowing that the one he loved was going to die.
A sudden blaze of white light blinded him and knocked him off his feet. When he finally opened his eyes he realized all the orcs were dead. Aragorn lay in the middle of the clearing, and he was beginning to wake.
"Aragorn," whispered Legolas tentatively, brushing damp locks out of his lover's face. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine…yes," said Aragorn, struggling to stand. "What happened? I don't remember much, just white light…"
"I don't know either…" replied Legolas staring into the humans captivating eyes. Slowly he leaned he leaned it and kissed Aragorn hard. Moaning softly he responded running his fingers through the elf's soft hair.
From above a pair of dark eyes narrowed. "This is going to be harder than I thought," she murmured.
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"I have a bad feeling about this," uttered a female voice. "You plan might fail. The two are strong and very much in love."
"It will not fail!" whispered evilly another voice but this one was much harsher than the other. "I have waited so long for the human to be mine, and I won't wait much longer!"
"But why…"
"See that's why I choose you for this job. You're all looks and no brain. You must drive a wedge between them and later I will strike the nail on the head!" She hissed in anticipation. "Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes,"
"Good. I have already dispatched a band of orcs. Catch up with them. They have been instructed not to make a move until you tell them to."
"I won't fail you." She turned to leave but the other grabbed her arm.
"Have fun with the elf. He is supposedly very beautiful…but that is a matter of opinion."
"Yes my lady."
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Legolas's eyelashes fluttered and he moaned softly. All the details of his dream floated away when he saw Aragorn's figure above him. "Where am I?"
"Shh, Legolas, you're safe now," replied Aragorn, handing him a cup of water.
Legolas peered around the brightly-lit campsite. They were in a forest, but it wasn't Mirkwood. Then he remembered what had happened. And to his own great surprise he burst into tears.
"What's wrong love?" asked Aragorn, wrapping a comforting arm around the elf's shaking shoulders.
"He's tried to kill me before…He beats me…I hate him! I hope he dies!"
He pressed his face to Aragorn's chest, sobbing because of rage, fear, and hate. But suddenly he stopped hearing a loud scream.
"What is it?" asked Aragorn, watching Legolas get his bow and arrows.
"Someone's in trouble," replied Legolas, slinging his quiver over his back. "Stay here, and guard camp."
"No," said Aragorn. "I won't let you go out and get killed."
"I have a better chance of escaping if it's only me," replied Legolas stubbornly. From the in his blue-green eyes, Aragorn knew he wouldn't give in."
"Fine, but be back soon."
"I will." Replied the elf, kissing him softly on the lips. Then he ran off in the direction from which the scream had come from, his blonde hair flying out behind him.
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"When is the elf coming?" grunted the captain of the orcs. "I want to taste elf flesh!"
"Patience," said a soft voice. "He'll be here. And how many times have I told you? You are not to kill him, or the human."
"Right my lady."
"Look here he comes!" she smiled and the orc pushed a spear to her throat.
"Are you ready?" he hissed evilly.
In response she took a deep breath and screamed again. The blonde elf turned when he heard her scream.
"Shut up, or we'll kill you here and now," said the orc captain.
She whimpered in fake pain as he pressed the spear closer to her skin. The blonde elf seemed to have noticed her and she looked at him, with a look of terror in her eyes. Well actually it was more like desire. Her mistress was right. He was beautiful. Long golden hair flowed over his slender shoulders, and his eyes were a stunning blue-green. His face held so much innocence but behind that there was pride and determination. She tried to focus because if she failed she would never be able to have him.
"Help!" she cried, and the orc hit her over the head with the butt of his spear.
"Not so hard you fool!" she whispered, before everything went black.
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Legolas watched in horror as the orcs knocked the brown haired elf out. Their faces were alight with cruelty. Quickly he strung an arrow in his bow and killed the orc nearest to her. Soon all the orcs were dead.
Stepping over their foul bodies he gently took her in his arms. She stirred a little and he began to run, back to the camp. He didn't notice when she smiled wickedly up at him.
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When they finally reached camp the sounds of a battle could be heard. "Aragorn," whispered Legolas and he quickly scrambled up a tree, placing the female elf he had rescued on a sturdy branch. Jumping down he joined the fray.
All of his arrows gone now, Legolas used his elvish agility to move through the enemies, slashing left and right with his twin white knives.
Aragorn, however, was in trouble. He had gotten himself surrounded. The orcs chuckled evilly, threatening to engulf the man. He managed to cleave the head off of one that came to near, and the others screamed, lunging at him.
"Aragorn!" Legolas yelled, knowing that the one he loved was going to die.
A sudden blaze of white light blinded him and knocked him off his feet. When he finally opened his eyes he realized all the orcs were dead. Aragorn lay in the middle of the clearing, and he was beginning to wake.
"Aragorn," whispered Legolas tentatively, brushing damp locks out of his lover's face. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine…yes," said Aragorn, struggling to stand. "What happened? I don't remember much, just white light…"
"I don't know either…" replied Legolas staring into the humans captivating eyes. Slowly he leaned he leaned it and kissed Aragorn hard. Moaning softly he responded running his fingers through the elf's soft hair.
From above a pair of dark eyes narrowed. "This is going to be harder than I thought," she murmured.