Chapter Number: 18
Chpater Title: Rescue I
Original Chapter Title: Elle tries to get to the others, Legolas rescues her.
Elanor awoke with a start. She couldn't remember where she was. But then it hit her. The pain and memories of being carried off my an orc and almost having her head bashed in by the butt of it's sword. She remembered how she presumably gotten rid of him.
She sat up cradling her arm and looked around. It was dawn and the sun was creeping over the nearby hills. The orc was nowhere to be seen.
"I don't know if he is nearby but I shall not give him a chance to capture me again." She said to herself.
Not knowing the orc was far from where she sat and it had no intention of capturing her again she tried to stand up. It was useless; she was too weak from blood loss. She tried again this time kneeling on one knee. That caused her to fall over into the soft moss that surrounded her. In a desperate attempt she stretched out her legs and brought her arms in front of her. She then planted her elbows in the ground and dragged herself a couple feet before stopping to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
She eyed her shoulder that was starting to trickle again. Flipping over on her side she tore off her sleeve from the hem. Tying the sleeve around her shoulder she yanked it with her teeth and held it there for a couple of minutes until the bleeding stopped. Proceeding to tie the sleeve in a clumsy knot around the wound she grit her teeth and flipped over again.
Dragging herself every few feet she stopped to take short breaks. But then she started to think about the orc and Lauri and Frodo.... She found her adrenaline and swallowed hard. She wished she still had her glove to bite on, but instead she wore away her teeth grinding them together every time she didn't stop. Following the orcs monstrous footprints her arms grew weary but her determination did not.
Around noon her body gave in. Blistered hands, red arms, weak legs, and a hungry stomach caused her to collapse in the heat. She had traveled quite a ways from where the monster left her to his master, but she had yet two miles to go.
A small black bird circled in the sky and saw a rumbled figure on the ground below. Crying with delight it landed softly in the figures golden hair. Moving over to the edge of its head it plucked playfully at its pointed ear. Elanor felt the bird but she didn't dare make a move. She waited till the creature moved closer to her face before she seized it carefully around its body with one hand.
The bird let out a scream as Elanor sat up now clasping the bird with two hands. "Shhh..." She calmed the creature. She then brought the bird carefully to her mouth and whispered in its ear.
"Friend or foe?"
She then set the bird gently on the ground. Shaking its feathers it composed its self but did not fly away. As if to receive some message the black bird looked up intently into the she-Hobbit's face.
The Took put out her hand the little thing hopped onto it.
"Please." she whispered again. "Find two elves and two humans, traveling with very small friends. Tell them where I am." She pleaded.
The bird then rubbed its soft black head on her scarred hand and noted that feature affectionately.
"Take this to them." She said removing a piece of cloth from her sleeve. She mindfully tied the cloth around its ankle and the small friend took flight. Resuming her self inflicted torture she pulled herself for another hour and then she just couldn't any more.
Legolas looked intently over at Lauri. 'I must do something. This can't go on forever, and I fear it won't'. He thought to himself. Standing up he walked away from the fire and out into a clearing in the forest.
Looking up into the setting sun he sighed before he spotted something speeding towards him. He whipped out his bow and drew an arrow. Eyeing the target he could make out that it was a bird. Small, black and from the southern region was all he could classify it as in its distance. As the length between them grew shorter he lowered his bow.
"What a peculiar thing indeed." He said spotting the white cloth tied around its leg.
He put down his bow and stretched out his arm as the bird came calling alarmingly. With a quiet thud it landed into the elf's large hand. Chirping quickly it tried to take off the cloth. Legolas reached over and took the cloth and smelled it.
"Peculiar." He said out loud to himself.
The ebony creature grew very impatient with the elf so he began picking at his hand, making him bleed, leaving wounds that may scar. Legolas sat there and watched the animal tear at his flesh and finally his eyes lit up. He sent the bird into the air and ran after its flight.
"I must find her. For her sake and Lauri's......." he said between breaths.
In his giant leaps and bounds he came across the fallen Hobbit that lay face forward in the earth. Gingerly turning her over he saw that she was still breathing and he gave a sigh as he lifted her. Her eyes fluttered for a few moments and she opened her mouth with great effort.
"Le-go-las." She tried to say. "You-you found m-e. Thank yo-u." she sighed touching his hair.
"Shh." He said. "I'll get you back. Just rest everything will be fine now. You're ok." He lightly began walking as fast as he could with out injuring her. 'Now' he thought, 'Lauri will live.' He glanced down at the sleeping Elle. 'Whoever thought little creatures like you and Frodo have lives depending upon them?'
A.N.: ELLE: Ooooooh. He's so big and strong...*melts* Okies, that's it Lauri, we're switching guys...
LAURI: Not a chance! *hugs Legolas* Mine! :P The fic is almost over guys. Two chapters to go! I'm gonna post the last one tomorrow along with the first one of the Second Part! :D
Chpater Title: Rescue I
Original Chapter Title: Elle tries to get to the others, Legolas rescues her.
Elanor awoke with a start. She couldn't remember where she was. But then it hit her. The pain and memories of being carried off my an orc and almost having her head bashed in by the butt of it's sword. She remembered how she presumably gotten rid of him.
She sat up cradling her arm and looked around. It was dawn and the sun was creeping over the nearby hills. The orc was nowhere to be seen.
"I don't know if he is nearby but I shall not give him a chance to capture me again." She said to herself.
Not knowing the orc was far from where she sat and it had no intention of capturing her again she tried to stand up. It was useless; she was too weak from blood loss. She tried again this time kneeling on one knee. That caused her to fall over into the soft moss that surrounded her. In a desperate attempt she stretched out her legs and brought her arms in front of her. She then planted her elbows in the ground and dragged herself a couple feet before stopping to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
She eyed her shoulder that was starting to trickle again. Flipping over on her side she tore off her sleeve from the hem. Tying the sleeve around her shoulder she yanked it with her teeth and held it there for a couple of minutes until the bleeding stopped. Proceeding to tie the sleeve in a clumsy knot around the wound she grit her teeth and flipped over again.
Dragging herself every few feet she stopped to take short breaks. But then she started to think about the orc and Lauri and Frodo.... She found her adrenaline and swallowed hard. She wished she still had her glove to bite on, but instead she wore away her teeth grinding them together every time she didn't stop. Following the orcs monstrous footprints her arms grew weary but her determination did not.
Around noon her body gave in. Blistered hands, red arms, weak legs, and a hungry stomach caused her to collapse in the heat. She had traveled quite a ways from where the monster left her to his master, but she had yet two miles to go.
A small black bird circled in the sky and saw a rumbled figure on the ground below. Crying with delight it landed softly in the figures golden hair. Moving over to the edge of its head it plucked playfully at its pointed ear. Elanor felt the bird but she didn't dare make a move. She waited till the creature moved closer to her face before she seized it carefully around its body with one hand.
The bird let out a scream as Elanor sat up now clasping the bird with two hands. "Shhh..." She calmed the creature. She then brought the bird carefully to her mouth and whispered in its ear.
"Friend or foe?"
She then set the bird gently on the ground. Shaking its feathers it composed its self but did not fly away. As if to receive some message the black bird looked up intently into the she-Hobbit's face.
The Took put out her hand the little thing hopped onto it.
"Please." she whispered again. "Find two elves and two humans, traveling with very small friends. Tell them where I am." She pleaded.
The bird then rubbed its soft black head on her scarred hand and noted that feature affectionately.
"Take this to them." She said removing a piece of cloth from her sleeve. She mindfully tied the cloth around its ankle and the small friend took flight. Resuming her self inflicted torture she pulled herself for another hour and then she just couldn't any more.
Legolas looked intently over at Lauri. 'I must do something. This can't go on forever, and I fear it won't'. He thought to himself. Standing up he walked away from the fire and out into a clearing in the forest.
Looking up into the setting sun he sighed before he spotted something speeding towards him. He whipped out his bow and drew an arrow. Eyeing the target he could make out that it was a bird. Small, black and from the southern region was all he could classify it as in its distance. As the length between them grew shorter he lowered his bow.
"What a peculiar thing indeed." He said spotting the white cloth tied around its leg.
He put down his bow and stretched out his arm as the bird came calling alarmingly. With a quiet thud it landed into the elf's large hand. Chirping quickly it tried to take off the cloth. Legolas reached over and took the cloth and smelled it.
"Peculiar." He said out loud to himself.
The ebony creature grew very impatient with the elf so he began picking at his hand, making him bleed, leaving wounds that may scar. Legolas sat there and watched the animal tear at his flesh and finally his eyes lit up. He sent the bird into the air and ran after its flight.
"I must find her. For her sake and Lauri's......." he said between breaths.
In his giant leaps and bounds he came across the fallen Hobbit that lay face forward in the earth. Gingerly turning her over he saw that she was still breathing and he gave a sigh as he lifted her. Her eyes fluttered for a few moments and she opened her mouth with great effort.
"Le-go-las." She tried to say. "You-you found m-e. Thank yo-u." she sighed touching his hair.
"Shh." He said. "I'll get you back. Just rest everything will be fine now. You're ok." He lightly began walking as fast as he could with out injuring her. 'Now' he thought, 'Lauri will live.' He glanced down at the sleeping Elle. 'Whoever thought little creatures like you and Frodo have lives depending upon them?'
A.N.: ELLE: Ooooooh. He's so big and strong...*melts* Okies, that's it Lauri, we're switching guys...
LAURI: Not a chance! *hugs Legolas* Mine! :P The fic is almost over guys. Two chapters to go! I'm gonna post the last one tomorrow along with the first one of the Second Part! :D