Silver Jaws
By tHe InSaNe OnE
AN- *stares at reviews in shock* OMG! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I can't believe it. I've never gotten so many reviews on one chapter in my life. That's amazing. *kisses reviewers feet* Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Ehehe, when the chapter is written, the chapter gets posted. I try to make it within a week but it might be more. Exams are coming soon, *gags*, and its going to be hell.
Yes, those were men in the last chapter. *shrugs* King Thranduil was never fond of men and men are scared of him. So it is in this story. Wahahaha, anyway, read and enjoy and perhaps *puppy eyes* review?
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Elrond sat in his favorite chair, trying desperately to concentrate the book before him. He had only read the page six times, and perhaps, if he read it once more, the words would actually make sense. Oh, who was he fooling? He wasn't going to get anywhere no matter how many times he read the words. Closing the book, he turned his attention to the world outside his open window.
He was worried to say the least. It had been three weeks since he had reluctantly sent Estel out to deliver his letter to Thranduil. The boy should have reached the elven king's castle at least a week beforehand, perhaps even earlier. Why hadn't he heard from his youngest son yet? Why hadn't he sent some sort of message to keep his father from worrying? By bird, horse, person, or oliphaunt, he didn't care how, as long as Estel sent him some sign that he was in one piece.
Perhaps he had sent a letter, maybe by messenger pigeon and it had been shot down. It was always possible, and that was why the elven lord preferred sending his messages by other means. Usually he would send one of the twins or perhaps, Glorifindel, but the twins were already in Mirkwood visiting their friend, Prince Legolas, and Glorifindel was in Lothlorien. He should have waited, and now he wished he had. He hadnt had a moments rest since he had sent Estel off.
Standing up, he decided to put an end to his worrying. He would send a letter, by carrier pigeon, and hope that it would reach Thranduil. Grabbing a piece of parchment, a bottle of ink, and a quill he nearly ran out of the room.
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My head was filled with cotton. Perhaps Elladan was right; there was no brain in my skull, just cotton. But hadn't he said something different, something along the lines of "pure bone all the way through". I couldn't remember, and the cotton in my head wasn't helping at all.
My eyes were glued shut, or maybe, the cotton had gotten them too. It was all possible at the moment. Anything was possible. Who would've considered an elven trained boy getting caught by a hunting trap? No one, not even me.
Another groan issued from somewhere, and it wasn't me because I couldn't make a sound. My mouth was filled with cotton too. I attempted to roll over, to block out the noise coming from the person. Unfortunately, I couldn't move, and the attempt only made me hurt worse. As my leg moved, another groan was issued from the thing near me. Or was it me all along?
How long had it been? How long had I been lying there with cotton stuffed in my mouth and my head and my ears and around my eyes? Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years even? Time had mixed together in such a way that I wasn't sure anymore. All I knew was that I couldn't move, my leg hurt, and cotton wasn't good for much except clothing.
Though my hearing was off, I still could hear a few things. Animal sounds, the sounds of the wind, and a voice. I concentrated on it the best I could, and immediately identified it as an elven voice. Oh, Thank Valar. Someone had come to save me! Someone had come to put out the fire in my leg, and to take the cotton off my face. What a relief.
The voice was coming closer, singing a song that I was most familiar with. My brothers would sing it when they went out hunting. They said that it attracted the beasts to them instead of driving them away. I didn't believe them but it appeared someone else did. There was a slight cracking noise as someone pushed through undergrowth.
"What is this?" a voice whispered softly.
I couldn't hear the padding of elven feet but before I knew it something sharp was pressed under my chin.
"Leave it to a human to get caught in his own trap," the voice murmured in disgust.
Fear got me then. This elf didn't sound very friendly for some reason. He sounded, well, angry and annoyed. What if he didn't want to help me? What if he was just going to leave me? Okay, he could leave me but I had to tell him Ada's message and have him give it to Thranduil.
Fear, surprise and numerous other things gave me just enough strength to open my eyes. I tried to focus my blurry vision on the face leaning over my own, but couldn't. So, instead, I grabbed the elf's shirt and gave him my best pleading look. Though I couldn't focus on him, he seemed less than pleased that I was touching him.
"Please..." I began, trying to get the words to form right. "Who.are.y-you..?"
His face was sliding in and out of focus, and even when I could see him clearest I didn't recognize him. His face was screwed up as though he was offended by my presence. Blond hair was hanging in a braid over his shoulder, and he wore the familiar colors of Mirkwood.
"Hush yourself," he replied coldly. "You're injured." He was inspecting my leg, and brushing my hand away from his tunic. I refused to let go.
"Please....who.." I flinched, letting out a small gasp.
Irritation was even more evident when he responded, "Legolas of Mirkwood, now stay still."
Oh Elbereth. Legolas? Legolas, Thranduil's son? I wished I was dead right then and there. Why Legolas? Out of all the people I wanted to see, the king and his son were two of the people on the bottom of my list.
That didn't matter though. I had to get this letter to his father.
"L-legolas, Thranduil's s-son?" I whispered, trying to get over how hard it was to breath.
"Yes, that is I. Please don't move and stay silent. You are only making yourself worse."
"N-no..please.." with my free hand I fumbled to grab the tube, hoping that it was still next to me. It was. "T-take this...your father....." I attempted to hand it to him but only managed to lift it half way. It was enough.
Legolas took the tube from my hand, looking shocked. He stared at it for a few seconds before turning back to me. "Where did you get this?"
"From...my f-father.....to yours........" I couldn't manage anymore. My mind was getting to hazy and everything was twirling.
"From your father? What? Wait!" Legolas stuttered, looking incredibly confused.
My grip on reality was fading and my hand dropped down to my side. His lips were moving, but no sound was meeting my ears. My mission was complete, and I could finally rest. Giving him a vague smile, I closed my eyes and gave into the tempting unconsciousness.
TBC
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To my reviewers:
- That is a very, very interesting name there. Thank you very much for the review, I'm glad you enjoyed the story.
Julia- Ask and you shall receive. Much thanks for the review! Hope your still liking the story!
Emmithar- *nearly faints* *stares at* Omg!! *holds out writing notebook* Can I have your autograph? I can't believe one of my favorite authors would read my fic. *looks faint* Omg! Thank you for the review. *bows* THANK YOU! Ah! *still in utter shock* Wow, you liked my story to. I really am honored.
Arwen Luinel- Wow! Another prestigious author reviewing my fic. *bows* Thank you very, very much. I'm really glad you liked it. I tried. I hope your still enjoying it! ^___^ Thanks again!
Supernovacide- Wow, that's a complicated name. And yet another author is here, reviewing, making me very, very happy. *grins* Thank you very much. I am very happy. *bows* Much, much thanks and much hope that you liked this chapter just as much.
Lina Skye- *hands over three men that were mean* Go right ahead. You can beat them to death. They were terrible to leave poor Estel there all alone, dying. ^_^ Ask and you shall receive. Thank you so much for your review. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Keep those bad men busy will you? I'm not sure, but I might need them in a future fic! Who knows?
medved- I DID! I went for it because of the wonderful reviews! Thank you so much for the review! Hope you liked this chapter!
Nili- *gives Estel plush doll* Don't worry. He'll be okies eventually....in the distant future when our good prince decides that he trusts him. ^_~ Thank you very much for the review. I'd give you the bad men but Lina Skye has them for the moment. You can go torture them with her if you'd like! Hope you liked the chapter!
Carrie- *once again nearly faints at the fact that one of her favorite authors is reviewing her fic* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Omg! Thank you so much for the review! O wow. Wow, wow, wow! Ah! So sorry that I didn't review your last chapter. *considers* dunno what came over me. I loved your fic, and read it all the way through the end. I can't wait for your next post! AH! I hope you liked this chapter! Thank you so much for the review again! *bows* Thank you, thank you, thank you! *hands writing notebook* Autograph? Please?
gemstone- Glad you enjoyed it! I tried hard! Thank you so much for the review. Much hope that you liked this chapter like the first! Enjoy your reading!
Freakizimi- Isn't it just so annoying though? You find a story you really like only to discover that the author only posts every few months! AH! Well, not to worry, I try to post once a week, or twice a week or as often as I can! Very glad you enjoyed the chapter and I hope you liked this one just as much! Thank you very much for the review!
^_^ Thank you all for the reviews! I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!
By tHe InSaNe OnE
AN- *stares at reviews in shock* OMG! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I can't believe it. I've never gotten so many reviews on one chapter in my life. That's amazing. *kisses reviewers feet* Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Ehehe, when the chapter is written, the chapter gets posted. I try to make it within a week but it might be more. Exams are coming soon, *gags*, and its going to be hell.
Yes, those were men in the last chapter. *shrugs* King Thranduil was never fond of men and men are scared of him. So it is in this story. Wahahaha, anyway, read and enjoy and perhaps *puppy eyes* review?
~*~
Elrond sat in his favorite chair, trying desperately to concentrate the book before him. He had only read the page six times, and perhaps, if he read it once more, the words would actually make sense. Oh, who was he fooling? He wasn't going to get anywhere no matter how many times he read the words. Closing the book, he turned his attention to the world outside his open window.
He was worried to say the least. It had been three weeks since he had reluctantly sent Estel out to deliver his letter to Thranduil. The boy should have reached the elven king's castle at least a week beforehand, perhaps even earlier. Why hadn't he heard from his youngest son yet? Why hadn't he sent some sort of message to keep his father from worrying? By bird, horse, person, or oliphaunt, he didn't care how, as long as Estel sent him some sign that he was in one piece.
Perhaps he had sent a letter, maybe by messenger pigeon and it had been shot down. It was always possible, and that was why the elven lord preferred sending his messages by other means. Usually he would send one of the twins or perhaps, Glorifindel, but the twins were already in Mirkwood visiting their friend, Prince Legolas, and Glorifindel was in Lothlorien. He should have waited, and now he wished he had. He hadnt had a moments rest since he had sent Estel off.
Standing up, he decided to put an end to his worrying. He would send a letter, by carrier pigeon, and hope that it would reach Thranduil. Grabbing a piece of parchment, a bottle of ink, and a quill he nearly ran out of the room.
~*~
My head was filled with cotton. Perhaps Elladan was right; there was no brain in my skull, just cotton. But hadn't he said something different, something along the lines of "pure bone all the way through". I couldn't remember, and the cotton in my head wasn't helping at all.
My eyes were glued shut, or maybe, the cotton had gotten them too. It was all possible at the moment. Anything was possible. Who would've considered an elven trained boy getting caught by a hunting trap? No one, not even me.
Another groan issued from somewhere, and it wasn't me because I couldn't make a sound. My mouth was filled with cotton too. I attempted to roll over, to block out the noise coming from the person. Unfortunately, I couldn't move, and the attempt only made me hurt worse. As my leg moved, another groan was issued from the thing near me. Or was it me all along?
How long had it been? How long had I been lying there with cotton stuffed in my mouth and my head and my ears and around my eyes? Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years even? Time had mixed together in such a way that I wasn't sure anymore. All I knew was that I couldn't move, my leg hurt, and cotton wasn't good for much except clothing.
Though my hearing was off, I still could hear a few things. Animal sounds, the sounds of the wind, and a voice. I concentrated on it the best I could, and immediately identified it as an elven voice. Oh, Thank Valar. Someone had come to save me! Someone had come to put out the fire in my leg, and to take the cotton off my face. What a relief.
The voice was coming closer, singing a song that I was most familiar with. My brothers would sing it when they went out hunting. They said that it attracted the beasts to them instead of driving them away. I didn't believe them but it appeared someone else did. There was a slight cracking noise as someone pushed through undergrowth.
"What is this?" a voice whispered softly.
I couldn't hear the padding of elven feet but before I knew it something sharp was pressed under my chin.
"Leave it to a human to get caught in his own trap," the voice murmured in disgust.
Fear got me then. This elf didn't sound very friendly for some reason. He sounded, well, angry and annoyed. What if he didn't want to help me? What if he was just going to leave me? Okay, he could leave me but I had to tell him Ada's message and have him give it to Thranduil.
Fear, surprise and numerous other things gave me just enough strength to open my eyes. I tried to focus my blurry vision on the face leaning over my own, but couldn't. So, instead, I grabbed the elf's shirt and gave him my best pleading look. Though I couldn't focus on him, he seemed less than pleased that I was touching him.
"Please..." I began, trying to get the words to form right. "Who.are.y-you..?"
His face was sliding in and out of focus, and even when I could see him clearest I didn't recognize him. His face was screwed up as though he was offended by my presence. Blond hair was hanging in a braid over his shoulder, and he wore the familiar colors of Mirkwood.
"Hush yourself," he replied coldly. "You're injured." He was inspecting my leg, and brushing my hand away from his tunic. I refused to let go.
"Please....who.." I flinched, letting out a small gasp.
Irritation was even more evident when he responded, "Legolas of Mirkwood, now stay still."
Oh Elbereth. Legolas? Legolas, Thranduil's son? I wished I was dead right then and there. Why Legolas? Out of all the people I wanted to see, the king and his son were two of the people on the bottom of my list.
That didn't matter though. I had to get this letter to his father.
"L-legolas, Thranduil's s-son?" I whispered, trying to get over how hard it was to breath.
"Yes, that is I. Please don't move and stay silent. You are only making yourself worse."
"N-no..please.." with my free hand I fumbled to grab the tube, hoping that it was still next to me. It was. "T-take this...your father....." I attempted to hand it to him but only managed to lift it half way. It was enough.
Legolas took the tube from my hand, looking shocked. He stared at it for a few seconds before turning back to me. "Where did you get this?"
"From...my f-father.....to yours........" I couldn't manage anymore. My mind was getting to hazy and everything was twirling.
"From your father? What? Wait!" Legolas stuttered, looking incredibly confused.
My grip on reality was fading and my hand dropped down to my side. His lips were moving, but no sound was meeting my ears. My mission was complete, and I could finally rest. Giving him a vague smile, I closed my eyes and gave into the tempting unconsciousness.
TBC
~*~
To my reviewers:
- That is a very, very interesting name there. Thank you very much for the review, I'm glad you enjoyed the story.
Julia- Ask and you shall receive. Much thanks for the review! Hope your still liking the story!
Emmithar- *nearly faints* *stares at* Omg!! *holds out writing notebook* Can I have your autograph? I can't believe one of my favorite authors would read my fic. *looks faint* Omg! Thank you for the review. *bows* THANK YOU! Ah! *still in utter shock* Wow, you liked my story to. I really am honored.
Arwen Luinel- Wow! Another prestigious author reviewing my fic. *bows* Thank you very, very much. I'm really glad you liked it. I tried. I hope your still enjoying it! ^___^ Thanks again!
Supernovacide- Wow, that's a complicated name. And yet another author is here, reviewing, making me very, very happy. *grins* Thank you very much. I am very happy. *bows* Much, much thanks and much hope that you liked this chapter just as much.
Lina Skye- *hands over three men that were mean* Go right ahead. You can beat them to death. They were terrible to leave poor Estel there all alone, dying. ^_^ Ask and you shall receive. Thank you so much for your review. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Keep those bad men busy will you? I'm not sure, but I might need them in a future fic! Who knows?
medved- I DID! I went for it because of the wonderful reviews! Thank you so much for the review! Hope you liked this chapter!
Nili- *gives Estel plush doll* Don't worry. He'll be okies eventually....in the distant future when our good prince decides that he trusts him. ^_~ Thank you very much for the review. I'd give you the bad men but Lina Skye has them for the moment. You can go torture them with her if you'd like! Hope you liked the chapter!
Carrie- *once again nearly faints at the fact that one of her favorite authors is reviewing her fic* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Omg! Thank you so much for the review! O wow. Wow, wow, wow! Ah! So sorry that I didn't review your last chapter. *considers* dunno what came over me. I loved your fic, and read it all the way through the end. I can't wait for your next post! AH! I hope you liked this chapter! Thank you so much for the review again! *bows* Thank you, thank you, thank you! *hands writing notebook* Autograph? Please?
gemstone- Glad you enjoyed it! I tried hard! Thank you so much for the review. Much hope that you liked this chapter like the first! Enjoy your reading!
Freakizimi- Isn't it just so annoying though? You find a story you really like only to discover that the author only posts every few months! AH! Well, not to worry, I try to post once a week, or twice a week or as often as I can! Very glad you enjoyed the chapter and I hope you liked this one just as much! Thank you very much for the review!
^_^ Thank you all for the reviews! I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!