Theoden received the aid from Gondor. One of the warriors attracted
Legolas. However, he hated Elf and had some past relationship with Boromir.
How'd Legolas react? Warning : a little Slash can be found.
Hello everyone, maybe I should sum up my story a bit. It based on the book. (Sorry for movie fans who did not read book) Well, the story is focused on Aragorn group. (Sorry again for those who love Frodo and Sam). Of course, there is my own character who will play major part in the story, (kind of Mary Sue, I may say that) and Boromir will be there as well (heehee, he is my favorite.). You may wonder HOW, so let's check my story.
Warning for those who reject Slash fiction, you can leave if you like.
I must say sorry for all the errors you found. English is not my mother language.
I never own Lotr characters, I only wish I could.
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#1 The Meeting with Gondor Warrior
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"Fate is hard to break." Legolas said to himself before placing his eyes on the unconscious person in his arms. The wound from the poisonous arrow needed to be cured at once.
"The only wish I can make is for you, my dear, I wish you could open your eyes and say something to me again?" Prince of Mirkwood murmured softly and signed. Then, the past memory came back to his heart.
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Theoden King sat at his throne, surrounded by the brave soldiers and the Grey Company. Three warriors proudly walked into the hall.
"Say your name, Gondor warriors," said Theoden King.
The front man stepped forward and bowed. He was tall and proud with gray eyes and a sign of brave man.
"Hirgon, I am, errand rider of Denethor, my friend, Wolverine, son of Shrider and Annoc, the wanderer swordsman of Gondor, we are here under the command of Denethor to bring the army for your service," said Hirgon and handed the letter to Eomer.
Eomer received the letter and checked the Gondor's mark before handed it to Theoden.
"In the time of war, I can't return Denethor's kindness and friendship, the only true friend of Mark, except my sincerely grateful from my heart," said Theoden after reading the letter and handed back to Eomer.
"I will inform Denethor as you said," answered Hirgon.
The smile planted the King before he turned to Wolverine. "Your father was a great warrior ever written in Gondor history. I still can recall the day I was in the field with him. I am glad to go for a war with my friend's son."
"With pleasure, my lord, to be under your service is my honor," said Wolverine.
Lastly, Theoden King turned to see the last warrior of Gondor. With fair of face under the helmet, he wore the gold circlet with red ruby shone brightly at his forehead. He was quite tall and thin, strangely different from other warriors but looked very fast and expertise.
"Your story of intellectual sword skill hits my ears for ages, wanderer Annoc, I don't think you are really exist till today," said Theoden King interestingly.
Annoc's lip curled into a smile and bowed, "It's fine for you to think that I'm not existing. I never wish to stay long at any place except Gondor. But from now on, I'm sure that my sword will lay as your service, my lord." Annoc said with deep clear voice and raised. The rudy stone shone brightly.
"Great indeed, victorious god laid hands at your side. At this time, I got the fearless Rohan warriors, here, my right hand from friends," Theoden King opened his right hand to Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli, "And left hand from Gondor, we will never surrender!"
After the voice of great King, the cry of brave men covered the hall.
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"Can't sleep? Annoc," asked the low voice. The warrior turned to face the caller. The darkness in the middle of the night slipped away by the moonlight.
"You too, don't you, Aragorn?" smiled Annoc and turned his face back to Gondor direction. The white scarf covered his head blew in the wind.
"You know me." Aragorn stepped closer and looked at Annoc.
Annoc smiled, "Heir of Isildur, Lord of Dunadain, real King of Gondor, the only man on earth, if anyone who do not heard of your name, that person should not be called the warrior."
"You praise me too much, wanderer," said Aragorn. He looked up at the sky. "Did you stay at Gondor?"
"Just once, I always traveled from land to land, didn't stay at one place quite long," said Annoc. He crossed his arms and walked slowly around the garden before he laid his back on the oak tree. His eyes placed on Aragorn, "But I still wondered why I could stay at Gondor longer than any places. You should go there. The people lived in peace for many years ago until."
"The darkness covered the land. The war fired over places," said Aragorn and returned his glance to Annoc.
"Yes, war . it's not the war to seize more territory but for protecting our motherland. Gondor is the same as Rohan. We protect our homeland from the power of Mordor. Brave soldiers sacrificed themselves to save our land," said Annoc and signed.
For the short while, Aragorn noticed the eyes of wonder deep inside the wanderer Annoc. He was quite tall and very thin, strangely different from warriors. Even there were signs of honorable marks at his arms but his face was fair and handsome with red ruby shown brightly at his forehead.
Aragorn couldn't remove his eyes from that beauty but his mind turned clear, seemed to forget the most important duty until the elven voice woke him up.
"Aragorn?" The voice called him before Legolas, the Prince of Mirkwook appeared from the other sides of oak tree where Annoc stood there. Legolas just seemed to notice the wanderer Annoc, "You're here too," said Legolas.
"Yes, it's me, so what?" said Annoc and released his arms from his chest. He stepped forward and faced Legolas. The smile slipped away from the wanderer's lips.
"Do I know you before?" asked the Elven Prince. His eyes placed on the fair face of Annoc.
"Nay, this is the first . Oh, maybe second if you count the meeting at the hall," said Annoc.
"I feel so strangely familiar with you, seem like we ."
"You only think for yourself. I never have any business with any Elves, never!" Annoc said strongly with high voice.
"I do not know which elf caused you trouble until you do not want to be associated with other elves," Legolas raised his eyebrows. He didn't fully understand about Annoc's feeling towards his race or any of his words caused any annoyance. Legolas looked at Aragorn who looked quite puzzled as well.
Annoc seemed to be recognized, he turned his face other ways and said, "I go now, good night."
Wanderer Annoc didn't wait for the reply, he walked back to the castle and left confused Legolas and puzzled Aragorn there.
"Did I say anything wrong? Or else, I may interrupt anything. The way you look at that man was very strange," asked Legolas.
"I don't know either, Legolas, but one thing I'm sure, I'm not in your last opinion caused I still love the gentleness of the woman," said Aragorn. But he still wondered himself. At the time he looked deeply into Annoc's eyes, his mind had turned white, unable to acknowledge anything until the elven voice pulled him back to reality.
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After that night, Legolas did not have a chance to say anything to Annoc again. He kept himself apart from the elf but he still talked to Eomer, Aragorn and Gimli, the dwarf. Otherwise, Annoc would stay with Gondor soldiers. Even while they rode, everytime Legolas drew his horse nearby, Annoc would turn his face other ways or move away from the elf.
This time, dear friend Gimli rode with Eomer, left no chance for the young Prince to consult his doubt.
Until they reached Hornburg, Eomer set his man and discussed with Aragorn and Wolverine. Annoc fed away slowly and saw Gimli leaning against the breastwork and Legolas sat above the parapet. Annoc threw his body next to Gimli. The dwarf turned to look at the swordsman interestingly.
"Your sword is great long, wanderer swordsman," said Gimli after he looked at the length of the Annoc's sword. While it lay on the ground, its length might equal to the height of the dwarf, Gloin's son.
Annoc smiled and took his sword above his waist. He drew this sword half from the sheath. The light from the sharp shone brightly. "This is the crystal sword, transparently clear but strongly solid. Lord Denethor gave to me before the war of ." Annoc stopped for a while, "Well, it was the worst war ever." He sheathed his sword and turned to face Gimli. The red ruby at the circlet hit the dwarf's eyes.
"Oh . your circlet is beautiful as well, Annoc, seem to be the kinds of dwarf work," said Gimli.
"You have great eyes, my friend, especially for the beauty of the crafts. My circlet is made by the best craftsman of your kin, passed from my ancestor to me," said Annoc.
"I know that, see, Legolas . how great my eyes are," laughed Gimli.
Legolas turned to see his friends and finally placed his eyes at Annoc who did not have a little glance back at all. The Elven Price was doubted with the hatred feeling deep inside the swordsman to the elves. He was wondered but did not want to ask until the wanderer Annoc said it out by himself.
"I feel that so, my dear friend Gimli, even at the night when my eyes can't see anything clearly, you still can see the beauty of the red ruby," said Legolas.
"Yes, yes," answered Gimli, "I want to continue talking to you, Annoc, but the journey on the horseback tired me."
"Just rest, Gimli, the fighting draws nearer now," said Annoc.
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End of #1
Thanks for reading, I hope you love it, and please review.
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Hello everyone, maybe I should sum up my story a bit. It based on the book. (Sorry for movie fans who did not read book) Well, the story is focused on Aragorn group. (Sorry again for those who love Frodo and Sam). Of course, there is my own character who will play major part in the story, (kind of Mary Sue, I may say that) and Boromir will be there as well (heehee, he is my favorite.). You may wonder HOW, so let's check my story.
Warning for those who reject Slash fiction, you can leave if you like.
I must say sorry for all the errors you found. English is not my mother language.
I never own Lotr characters, I only wish I could.
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#1 The Meeting with Gondor Warrior
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"Fate is hard to break." Legolas said to himself before placing his eyes on the unconscious person in his arms. The wound from the poisonous arrow needed to be cured at once.
"The only wish I can make is for you, my dear, I wish you could open your eyes and say something to me again?" Prince of Mirkwood murmured softly and signed. Then, the past memory came back to his heart.
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Theoden King sat at his throne, surrounded by the brave soldiers and the Grey Company. Three warriors proudly walked into the hall.
"Say your name, Gondor warriors," said Theoden King.
The front man stepped forward and bowed. He was tall and proud with gray eyes and a sign of brave man.
"Hirgon, I am, errand rider of Denethor, my friend, Wolverine, son of Shrider and Annoc, the wanderer swordsman of Gondor, we are here under the command of Denethor to bring the army for your service," said Hirgon and handed the letter to Eomer.
Eomer received the letter and checked the Gondor's mark before handed it to Theoden.
"In the time of war, I can't return Denethor's kindness and friendship, the only true friend of Mark, except my sincerely grateful from my heart," said Theoden after reading the letter and handed back to Eomer.
"I will inform Denethor as you said," answered Hirgon.
The smile planted the King before he turned to Wolverine. "Your father was a great warrior ever written in Gondor history. I still can recall the day I was in the field with him. I am glad to go for a war with my friend's son."
"With pleasure, my lord, to be under your service is my honor," said Wolverine.
Lastly, Theoden King turned to see the last warrior of Gondor. With fair of face under the helmet, he wore the gold circlet with red ruby shone brightly at his forehead. He was quite tall and thin, strangely different from other warriors but looked very fast and expertise.
"Your story of intellectual sword skill hits my ears for ages, wanderer Annoc, I don't think you are really exist till today," said Theoden King interestingly.
Annoc's lip curled into a smile and bowed, "It's fine for you to think that I'm not existing. I never wish to stay long at any place except Gondor. But from now on, I'm sure that my sword will lay as your service, my lord." Annoc said with deep clear voice and raised. The rudy stone shone brightly.
"Great indeed, victorious god laid hands at your side. At this time, I got the fearless Rohan warriors, here, my right hand from friends," Theoden King opened his right hand to Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli, "And left hand from Gondor, we will never surrender!"
After the voice of great King, the cry of brave men covered the hall.
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"Can't sleep? Annoc," asked the low voice. The warrior turned to face the caller. The darkness in the middle of the night slipped away by the moonlight.
"You too, don't you, Aragorn?" smiled Annoc and turned his face back to Gondor direction. The white scarf covered his head blew in the wind.
"You know me." Aragorn stepped closer and looked at Annoc.
Annoc smiled, "Heir of Isildur, Lord of Dunadain, real King of Gondor, the only man on earth, if anyone who do not heard of your name, that person should not be called the warrior."
"You praise me too much, wanderer," said Aragorn. He looked up at the sky. "Did you stay at Gondor?"
"Just once, I always traveled from land to land, didn't stay at one place quite long," said Annoc. He crossed his arms and walked slowly around the garden before he laid his back on the oak tree. His eyes placed on Aragorn, "But I still wondered why I could stay at Gondor longer than any places. You should go there. The people lived in peace for many years ago until."
"The darkness covered the land. The war fired over places," said Aragorn and returned his glance to Annoc.
"Yes, war . it's not the war to seize more territory but for protecting our motherland. Gondor is the same as Rohan. We protect our homeland from the power of Mordor. Brave soldiers sacrificed themselves to save our land," said Annoc and signed.
For the short while, Aragorn noticed the eyes of wonder deep inside the wanderer Annoc. He was quite tall and very thin, strangely different from warriors. Even there were signs of honorable marks at his arms but his face was fair and handsome with red ruby shown brightly at his forehead.
Aragorn couldn't remove his eyes from that beauty but his mind turned clear, seemed to forget the most important duty until the elven voice woke him up.
"Aragorn?" The voice called him before Legolas, the Prince of Mirkwook appeared from the other sides of oak tree where Annoc stood there. Legolas just seemed to notice the wanderer Annoc, "You're here too," said Legolas.
"Yes, it's me, so what?" said Annoc and released his arms from his chest. He stepped forward and faced Legolas. The smile slipped away from the wanderer's lips.
"Do I know you before?" asked the Elven Prince. His eyes placed on the fair face of Annoc.
"Nay, this is the first . Oh, maybe second if you count the meeting at the hall," said Annoc.
"I feel so strangely familiar with you, seem like we ."
"You only think for yourself. I never have any business with any Elves, never!" Annoc said strongly with high voice.
"I do not know which elf caused you trouble until you do not want to be associated with other elves," Legolas raised his eyebrows. He didn't fully understand about Annoc's feeling towards his race or any of his words caused any annoyance. Legolas looked at Aragorn who looked quite puzzled as well.
Annoc seemed to be recognized, he turned his face other ways and said, "I go now, good night."
Wanderer Annoc didn't wait for the reply, he walked back to the castle and left confused Legolas and puzzled Aragorn there.
"Did I say anything wrong? Or else, I may interrupt anything. The way you look at that man was very strange," asked Legolas.
"I don't know either, Legolas, but one thing I'm sure, I'm not in your last opinion caused I still love the gentleness of the woman," said Aragorn. But he still wondered himself. At the time he looked deeply into Annoc's eyes, his mind had turned white, unable to acknowledge anything until the elven voice pulled him back to reality.
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After that night, Legolas did not have a chance to say anything to Annoc again. He kept himself apart from the elf but he still talked to Eomer, Aragorn and Gimli, the dwarf. Otherwise, Annoc would stay with Gondor soldiers. Even while they rode, everytime Legolas drew his horse nearby, Annoc would turn his face other ways or move away from the elf.
This time, dear friend Gimli rode with Eomer, left no chance for the young Prince to consult his doubt.
Until they reached Hornburg, Eomer set his man and discussed with Aragorn and Wolverine. Annoc fed away slowly and saw Gimli leaning against the breastwork and Legolas sat above the parapet. Annoc threw his body next to Gimli. The dwarf turned to look at the swordsman interestingly.
"Your sword is great long, wanderer swordsman," said Gimli after he looked at the length of the Annoc's sword. While it lay on the ground, its length might equal to the height of the dwarf, Gloin's son.
Annoc smiled and took his sword above his waist. He drew this sword half from the sheath. The light from the sharp shone brightly. "This is the crystal sword, transparently clear but strongly solid. Lord Denethor gave to me before the war of ." Annoc stopped for a while, "Well, it was the worst war ever." He sheathed his sword and turned to face Gimli. The red ruby at the circlet hit the dwarf's eyes.
"Oh . your circlet is beautiful as well, Annoc, seem to be the kinds of dwarf work," said Gimli.
"You have great eyes, my friend, especially for the beauty of the crafts. My circlet is made by the best craftsman of your kin, passed from my ancestor to me," said Annoc.
"I know that, see, Legolas . how great my eyes are," laughed Gimli.
Legolas turned to see his friends and finally placed his eyes at Annoc who did not have a little glance back at all. The Elven Price was doubted with the hatred feeling deep inside the swordsman to the elves. He was wondered but did not want to ask until the wanderer Annoc said it out by himself.
"I feel that so, my dear friend Gimli, even at the night when my eyes can't see anything clearly, you still can see the beauty of the red ruby," said Legolas.
"Yes, yes," answered Gimli, "I want to continue talking to you, Annoc, but the journey on the horseback tired me."
"Just rest, Gimli, the fighting draws nearer now," said Annoc.
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End of #1
Thanks for reading, I hope you love it, and please review.
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