Note: This is my first, so go easy on me ( (It is kinda long and
detailed).
I wrote this in about a hour ( *Walks off to get herself a life* I don't
know too much about the characters and everything so some things are
'different'. Enjoy!!
Disclaimer: Legolas and all of the other characters from Lord of the Rings, belong
to JRR Tolkien.
Leali, a character that I made up, belongs to me!
Scene: This story takes off when Gimli, Aragorn and Legolas are searching for
Merry and Pippin, who have been taken captive by Orcs. Fangorn
Leali (pronounced "Lea-Lie")
Chapter 1- The Meeting
Legolas didn't sleep that night, he couldn't. Though he was famished from the days travel, he didn't feel safe in the dark woods of Fangorn.
Aragorn and Gimli slept not 5 steps from where Legolas was standing. Gimli had clasped at the first sight of soft ground, and Aragorn followed after lighting a fire to keep unwanteds away and to provide much needed heat and light to their dark camp.
Though it may have been wise, nobody was asked to guard the camp. Legolas stayed awake voluntarily, sometimes drifting in and out of consciousness, leaning lightly on a tree.
Deep thought came over him, thoughts about his journey, home, Merry and Pippin and of the great mission Frodo and Sam were adventuring into. He stood for a great deal of time looking blankly into the wondrous sky, before his concentration was rudely broken, by wrestling in the bushes, nearby.
His keen hearing singled out the sound and Legolas drew his bow, fitting it with an arrow, ready to defend his comrades. From the sound, and the way the creature was moving, Legolas guessed that it was small and alone.
Not wanting to disturb Aragorn and Gimli's much needed rest. He decided to investigate the being alone.
The first signs Legolas found of the creature was a small pool of blood beside a cluster of underbrush to the right of where the fellowship was camped. Legolas bent down and dipped his finger into the crimson substance. "This is not orc blood, more elf or human it resembles"
Whatever he was hunting was wounded badly fore the blood trailed off into the dark. At that Legolas felt the cold sting of sharpened blade against his neck. "I should hope it not be orc blood" the strange voice seemed strained and painful.
Legolas stood slowly and being wary of the sharp sword held to his throat he turned around to face the unfamiliar being.
The stranger was wrapped in a long cloak, not unlike his own, its clothes were worn and holes riddled them.
Legolas also noticed the stranger was dripping bright red blood from a large unclosed gash in it's shoulder.
Legolas remembering that this bizarre stranger did have a sword to his neck, he flipped his arms, taking the creature by surprise and held tight to both of his challenger's wrists.
Now face-to-face, Legolas could make out the fine elfish features and deep enchanting eyes of the entity. But his grasp did not hold long, fore, before he knew it the tables had turned, once again, and the outlandish elf, slipped her arms out of Legolas's clutch, ducked between his legs and began to run of into the forest.
Standing for a second in astonishment, Legolas picked up his bow, which has been lying on the ground, and shot a clean arrow in to the tail of the elf-girls cloak. The arrow held and the girl fell back with a jolt, unhooding her golden hair and pale untamed face.
Scrambling back on all fours she attempted to release the arrow that held her down. But the arrow was immovable and Legolas was at her side quickly.
"I do not wish to harm you." He said in a calm manner. "Then release me and let me go on my way!" the elf-girl snapped. She was sweating with fear and tears formed in her eyes. "Please" Legolas said with the same soothing voice. "Come back to our camp, there we can dress your wounds".
The girl looked down at her shoulder, blood streaked down her arm and stained her cloak. Realizing the pain, she turned to Legolas and nodded hesitantly.
It was dawn and Aragorn and Gimli were already awake and tending to the fire when Legolas returned to camp, supporting the girl as they walked.
After worrying about their friend's disappearance, they were surprised to find that he had brought back a visitor. Standing with a questioning look on their faces, Gimli studdered "Who..? …Where?…".
"Beg pardon my friend" Legolas interrupted "all questions will be answer due time, but now we must tend to her wounds."
With hearing that Aragorn searched through his bag and pulled out some odds and ends. "We will see what we can do" As they pulled her heavy cloak aside her slash was unveiled.
The elf winced in pain as Aragorn cleaned and wrapped her wounded shoulder.
Suddenly overcome with exhaustion she slowly laid back against a tree, and nodded off to sleep. Legolas explained their meeting to Aragorn and Gimli as she slept. "How do you think that a wound so horrid would befall her?" Gimli whispered, trying not to awake the resting elf. "Only she can give us our answers" Aragorn answered softly. "For now she needs to rest and regain her strength".
As the Fellowship quietly conversed, the elf was caught in horrible dreams. Orcs and wolves, evil, pain and despair filled her mind and devoured her thoughts. She saw monstrous beings reaching out for her, with rough hands and wicked eyes.
Though it was all in her head Legolas and the others also noticed her troubling dreams. Lying curled up beside the tree, her face showed all of her miseries. Sweating slightly, she trembled and winced in her sleep.
Legolas got up to awake her and save her from her thoughts, but was stopped by Aragorn. "Let her sleep, this is a battle that she must fight". Uncertainly Legolas sat down, pained to see her in such unrest.
She finally awoke and sat up with a frightful shriek, to find her head buried in Legolas's strong chest.
"You look still famished, though you have been asleep for many an hour". Still upset she looked up into Legolas's captivating eyes and felt calmed.
Seeing that their guest has finally awoke, Gimli and Aragorn, after bringing fresh food and drink, began to ask their long awaited questions. "What is your name? And where are you from?" Aragorn inquired.
Swallowing the last of her meal, the elf-girl replied, "My name is Leali. I have no last name fore I was never given one. I do not know of my mother or father, or why I ended up in Fangorn. I was found as a child wandering through the forest, by a kind Ent, and saved from certain death." Legolas was the next to ask a question. "How did you get such a wound?" Leali winced as if it pained her to remember. "I received this wound protecting my friends the Hurorns from Orc's wicked axes. The axes were far outnumbering the Hurorns and I jumped in to aid. Though I slayed many an orc, I was too found outnumbered and was hit by an orc's arrow as I retreated. Alas, a wound like this is little compared to what sacrifices they have made for me. I owe the Hurorns just as much as I do the Ents. They taught me much wisdom."
Looking down again at her shoulder and the rugged bandage around it, "Why have you traveled so deep into Fangorn?" Leali asked with interest.
"We are in search of two of our captured companions" Legolas explained, looking around the group "Two Hobbit's, Merry and Pippin, were taken captive by a group Orc's not three days ago we hoped to find them here but we have had no luck yet"
With that their questions were all answered and they left their guest to silence.
Though it was not yet night, a strange dark haze lay in the air. While Gimli and Aragorn left in search of dry firewood, Legolas and Leali were left to themselves.
Leali was still leaning against the tree, when Legolas came and placed himself delicately beside her. Pulling back her cloak he once again exposed the tender flesh of Leali's gaping wound.
"It seems to be looking better" He stated with a smile. "Yes"-replied Leali in a soft voice. "I believe I will have my true strength restored, come morning".
Legolas looked at the elf-girl in admiration, sitting there under the tree, with a wound that would have felled even strong grown men.
Her eyes were deep and captivating, Legolas began to feel as if he was drowning in their beauty. Her long hair glistened gold in the few shreds of light that were able to puncture the thick black clouds.
Legolas's gaze was only broken when Aragorn and Gimli returned. They seemed to be in a hurry, as they came closer to the camp Legolas was able to make out a third figure among them.
Well that's it for now! I hope you enjoyed it so far. (Though it was quite weak)
Please R&R!! (
* please excuse any spelling mistakes
I wrote this in about a hour ( *Walks off to get herself a life* I don't
know too much about the characters and everything so some things are
'different'. Enjoy!!
Disclaimer: Legolas and all of the other characters from Lord of the Rings, belong
to JRR Tolkien.
Leali, a character that I made up, belongs to me!
Scene: This story takes off when Gimli, Aragorn and Legolas are searching for
Merry and Pippin, who have been taken captive by Orcs. Fangorn
Leali (pronounced "Lea-Lie")
Chapter 1- The Meeting
Legolas didn't sleep that night, he couldn't. Though he was famished from the days travel, he didn't feel safe in the dark woods of Fangorn.
Aragorn and Gimli slept not 5 steps from where Legolas was standing. Gimli had clasped at the first sight of soft ground, and Aragorn followed after lighting a fire to keep unwanteds away and to provide much needed heat and light to their dark camp.
Though it may have been wise, nobody was asked to guard the camp. Legolas stayed awake voluntarily, sometimes drifting in and out of consciousness, leaning lightly on a tree.
Deep thought came over him, thoughts about his journey, home, Merry and Pippin and of the great mission Frodo and Sam were adventuring into. He stood for a great deal of time looking blankly into the wondrous sky, before his concentration was rudely broken, by wrestling in the bushes, nearby.
His keen hearing singled out the sound and Legolas drew his bow, fitting it with an arrow, ready to defend his comrades. From the sound, and the way the creature was moving, Legolas guessed that it was small and alone.
Not wanting to disturb Aragorn and Gimli's much needed rest. He decided to investigate the being alone.
The first signs Legolas found of the creature was a small pool of blood beside a cluster of underbrush to the right of where the fellowship was camped. Legolas bent down and dipped his finger into the crimson substance. "This is not orc blood, more elf or human it resembles"
Whatever he was hunting was wounded badly fore the blood trailed off into the dark. At that Legolas felt the cold sting of sharpened blade against his neck. "I should hope it not be orc blood" the strange voice seemed strained and painful.
Legolas stood slowly and being wary of the sharp sword held to his throat he turned around to face the unfamiliar being.
The stranger was wrapped in a long cloak, not unlike his own, its clothes were worn and holes riddled them.
Legolas also noticed the stranger was dripping bright red blood from a large unclosed gash in it's shoulder.
Legolas remembering that this bizarre stranger did have a sword to his neck, he flipped his arms, taking the creature by surprise and held tight to both of his challenger's wrists.
Now face-to-face, Legolas could make out the fine elfish features and deep enchanting eyes of the entity. But his grasp did not hold long, fore, before he knew it the tables had turned, once again, and the outlandish elf, slipped her arms out of Legolas's clutch, ducked between his legs and began to run of into the forest.
Standing for a second in astonishment, Legolas picked up his bow, which has been lying on the ground, and shot a clean arrow in to the tail of the elf-girls cloak. The arrow held and the girl fell back with a jolt, unhooding her golden hair and pale untamed face.
Scrambling back on all fours she attempted to release the arrow that held her down. But the arrow was immovable and Legolas was at her side quickly.
"I do not wish to harm you." He said in a calm manner. "Then release me and let me go on my way!" the elf-girl snapped. She was sweating with fear and tears formed in her eyes. "Please" Legolas said with the same soothing voice. "Come back to our camp, there we can dress your wounds".
The girl looked down at her shoulder, blood streaked down her arm and stained her cloak. Realizing the pain, she turned to Legolas and nodded hesitantly.
It was dawn and Aragorn and Gimli were already awake and tending to the fire when Legolas returned to camp, supporting the girl as they walked.
After worrying about their friend's disappearance, they were surprised to find that he had brought back a visitor. Standing with a questioning look on their faces, Gimli studdered "Who..? …Where?…".
"Beg pardon my friend" Legolas interrupted "all questions will be answer due time, but now we must tend to her wounds."
With hearing that Aragorn searched through his bag and pulled out some odds and ends. "We will see what we can do" As they pulled her heavy cloak aside her slash was unveiled.
The elf winced in pain as Aragorn cleaned and wrapped her wounded shoulder.
Suddenly overcome with exhaustion she slowly laid back against a tree, and nodded off to sleep. Legolas explained their meeting to Aragorn and Gimli as she slept. "How do you think that a wound so horrid would befall her?" Gimli whispered, trying not to awake the resting elf. "Only she can give us our answers" Aragorn answered softly. "For now she needs to rest and regain her strength".
As the Fellowship quietly conversed, the elf was caught in horrible dreams. Orcs and wolves, evil, pain and despair filled her mind and devoured her thoughts. She saw monstrous beings reaching out for her, with rough hands and wicked eyes.
Though it was all in her head Legolas and the others also noticed her troubling dreams. Lying curled up beside the tree, her face showed all of her miseries. Sweating slightly, she trembled and winced in her sleep.
Legolas got up to awake her and save her from her thoughts, but was stopped by Aragorn. "Let her sleep, this is a battle that she must fight". Uncertainly Legolas sat down, pained to see her in such unrest.
She finally awoke and sat up with a frightful shriek, to find her head buried in Legolas's strong chest.
"You look still famished, though you have been asleep for many an hour". Still upset she looked up into Legolas's captivating eyes and felt calmed.
Seeing that their guest has finally awoke, Gimli and Aragorn, after bringing fresh food and drink, began to ask their long awaited questions. "What is your name? And where are you from?" Aragorn inquired.
Swallowing the last of her meal, the elf-girl replied, "My name is Leali. I have no last name fore I was never given one. I do not know of my mother or father, or why I ended up in Fangorn. I was found as a child wandering through the forest, by a kind Ent, and saved from certain death." Legolas was the next to ask a question. "How did you get such a wound?" Leali winced as if it pained her to remember. "I received this wound protecting my friends the Hurorns from Orc's wicked axes. The axes were far outnumbering the Hurorns and I jumped in to aid. Though I slayed many an orc, I was too found outnumbered and was hit by an orc's arrow as I retreated. Alas, a wound like this is little compared to what sacrifices they have made for me. I owe the Hurorns just as much as I do the Ents. They taught me much wisdom."
Looking down again at her shoulder and the rugged bandage around it, "Why have you traveled so deep into Fangorn?" Leali asked with interest.
"We are in search of two of our captured companions" Legolas explained, looking around the group "Two Hobbit's, Merry and Pippin, were taken captive by a group Orc's not three days ago we hoped to find them here but we have had no luck yet"
With that their questions were all answered and they left their guest to silence.
Though it was not yet night, a strange dark haze lay in the air. While Gimli and Aragorn left in search of dry firewood, Legolas and Leali were left to themselves.
Leali was still leaning against the tree, when Legolas came and placed himself delicately beside her. Pulling back her cloak he once again exposed the tender flesh of Leali's gaping wound.
"It seems to be looking better" He stated with a smile. "Yes"-replied Leali in a soft voice. "I believe I will have my true strength restored, come morning".
Legolas looked at the elf-girl in admiration, sitting there under the tree, with a wound that would have felled even strong grown men.
Her eyes were deep and captivating, Legolas began to feel as if he was drowning in their beauty. Her long hair glistened gold in the few shreds of light that were able to puncture the thick black clouds.
Legolas's gaze was only broken when Aragorn and Gimli returned. They seemed to be in a hurry, as they came closer to the camp Legolas was able to make out a third figure among them.
Well that's it for now! I hope you enjoyed it so far. (Though it was quite weak)
Please R&R!! (
* please excuse any spelling mistakes