Title - Deceived
Author - Rdtale
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I making any money of any of these characters.
Wow! I got a lot of reviews from my last chapters. Please continue sending them. It helps me improve my story.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering. Boromir does not have any interest in Aragron, other than being very
close friends.
Thoughts will be between ' these '.
Regular speaking will be " these ".
Thank you
Darkness . . . shadow. . . pain . . . "Where am I ?" Darkness surrounds . . . shadow . . . pain . . . "Help me" Shadow
envelops . . . pain . . . "Please." Pain controls . . .
A sound . . .
"Who's there?"
A presense . . .
"What do you want?"
And out of the darkness a voice.
'It's time to wake up now.'
Legolas awoke.
He found himself in a strange room. The walls were made of stone, now old with age, and the floor was only dirt packed
tightly together. A single, large crack in the granite allowed a beam of light to penetrate the darkness. It illuminated the
room faintly, revealing a solitary door as the only exit.
Legolas attempted to move forward but found himself restrained by a heavy chain, bolted firmly to the wall. It was
wrapped tightly around his feet, stopping any movement. His hands were also held down; shackled to the wall on either
side of his head.
Legolas tried to remember what had happened, fighting against a pounding headache which was beginning to worsen.
He had been trying to find . . . someone . . . Aragorn! Yes. He had been searching for the Ranger when he had been
attacked.
And then he had seen them.
Aragorn and the Lady Arwen, under the moonlight . . . together. Aragorn had chosen the princess, had turned on Legolas.
'But I did not have any claim on him.' Legolas chided himself. ' And he deserved someone better.'
This was was not the time to think of such things.
Pushing his thoughts away from Aragorn, Legolas focused on the task at hand. He tested the strength of the metal
manacles, finding them unbreakable. A noise caught his attention.
The door swung open.
"Well I see you are finally awake." The voice was masculine and faintly familiar.
"What do you want with me?"
"To stop you." the figure replied.
"Stop me from doing what?" Legolas struggled to place the voice. He had heard it somewhere before.
"You were potting against us. You were going to hurt him!" The voice had taken a slightly hysterical tone. "I tried
to warn him, but he wouldn't listen." Calmer now. "Aragorn, is too trusting."
The figure moved close, standing under the beam of light. The form was now illuminated and Legolas recognized
the person.
Boromir.
"I had to stop you." the man continued. "I knew you could not be trusted."
Boromir moved closer to Legolas, glaring at the bound elf. Without warning, he lashed out. His fist smashed into
Legolas's ribs, sending a flare of pain down his side. Before Boromir could do anything else, another voice interrupted.
"That's enough, Boromir. "
Boromir ignored the figure and turned back on his prisoner. He began to use both fists to beat the helpless elf.
Legolas attempted to lean away from the enraged man, but the chains prevented him from moving. Waves of agony
washed over him and he felt one of his ribs snap.
Then, it was over.
Legolas opened his eyes and saw that Boromir now lay on the floor, unconcsiene. The cloaked person stood behind
the prone body.
"He was not needed anymore." The figure reached up and removed the hood.
"Hello Legolas."
The beauty smiled.
TO BE CONTINUED . . . .
Yeah, Yeah. I know it's reallly short, but I had a lot of things to do. The next chapter will be better and I won't take
forever posting it.
Review, if you please.
Author - Rdtale
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I making any money of any of these characters.
Wow! I got a lot of reviews from my last chapters. Please continue sending them. It helps me improve my story.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering. Boromir does not have any interest in Aragron, other than being very
close friends.
Thoughts will be between ' these '.
Regular speaking will be " these ".
Thank you
Darkness . . . shadow. . . pain . . . "Where am I ?" Darkness surrounds . . . shadow . . . pain . . . "Help me" Shadow
envelops . . . pain . . . "Please." Pain controls . . .
A sound . . .
"Who's there?"
A presense . . .
"What do you want?"
And out of the darkness a voice.
'It's time to wake up now.'
Legolas awoke.
He found himself in a strange room. The walls were made of stone, now old with age, and the floor was only dirt packed
tightly together. A single, large crack in the granite allowed a beam of light to penetrate the darkness. It illuminated the
room faintly, revealing a solitary door as the only exit.
Legolas attempted to move forward but found himself restrained by a heavy chain, bolted firmly to the wall. It was
wrapped tightly around his feet, stopping any movement. His hands were also held down; shackled to the wall on either
side of his head.
Legolas tried to remember what had happened, fighting against a pounding headache which was beginning to worsen.
He had been trying to find . . . someone . . . Aragorn! Yes. He had been searching for the Ranger when he had been
attacked.
And then he had seen them.
Aragorn and the Lady Arwen, under the moonlight . . . together. Aragorn had chosen the princess, had turned on Legolas.
'But I did not have any claim on him.' Legolas chided himself. ' And he deserved someone better.'
This was was not the time to think of such things.
Pushing his thoughts away from Aragorn, Legolas focused on the task at hand. He tested the strength of the metal
manacles, finding them unbreakable. A noise caught his attention.
The door swung open.
"Well I see you are finally awake." The voice was masculine and faintly familiar.
"What do you want with me?"
"To stop you." the figure replied.
"Stop me from doing what?" Legolas struggled to place the voice. He had heard it somewhere before.
"You were potting against us. You were going to hurt him!" The voice had taken a slightly hysterical tone. "I tried
to warn him, but he wouldn't listen." Calmer now. "Aragorn, is too trusting."
The figure moved close, standing under the beam of light. The form was now illuminated and Legolas recognized
the person.
Boromir.
"I had to stop you." the man continued. "I knew you could not be trusted."
Boromir moved closer to Legolas, glaring at the bound elf. Without warning, he lashed out. His fist smashed into
Legolas's ribs, sending a flare of pain down his side. Before Boromir could do anything else, another voice interrupted.
"That's enough, Boromir. "
Boromir ignored the figure and turned back on his prisoner. He began to use both fists to beat the helpless elf.
Legolas attempted to lean away from the enraged man, but the chains prevented him from moving. Waves of agony
washed over him and he felt one of his ribs snap.
Then, it was over.
Legolas opened his eyes and saw that Boromir now lay on the floor, unconcsiene. The cloaked person stood behind
the prone body.
"He was not needed anymore." The figure reached up and removed the hood.
"Hello Legolas."
The beauty smiled.
TO BE CONTINUED . . . .
Yeah, Yeah. I know it's reallly short, but I had a lot of things to do. The next chapter will be better and I won't take
forever posting it.
Review, if you please.
