Speed of Pain Chapter 4
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To Legolas the journey was nothing but a blurry mess. Sometimes he would just trip over a stone or twig but Aragorn was always there to catch him. He was thankful but still he did not want to show it. When sweat was collecting in his temples he could not deny that he was sick, anymore.
'Elves do not normally sweat and they also do not trip over something every 5 minutes' the no slightly annoyed elf scowled himself.
The sun did not help him much as it seemed to shower him with its hottest ray's of sunlight.
He took his water bottle for the hundreds time and greedily swallowed the clear cold liquid, sighing as it was flowing into his dry mouth and down his sore throat.
Then suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks, his ears hearing even the smallest rustle miles away. He may be sick but he could still hear the 50 Orcs that where coming their way. Aragorn stopped too and looked at his friend with concerned grey eyes. Legolas lay the now empty bottle softly onto the ground as if not to inform the Orcs that they were there.
"Orcs are near" he finally said looking in every direction as if he was not sure about something. Frodo spun around at his words, fear shown brightly in his eyes. Still he drew his sword like the brave hobbit he was.
Legolas quickly got his bow ready while the others where quietly stepping back into the tree shadows. Legolas and Aragorn suddenly stood there alone in the small clearing. The others had hidden to attack the rotten creatures in their wake, as they would not know that there were more then the 2 men.
Back on back they stood and after a couple of moments Aragorn could hear them, too. Growling they came right their way. "30" he said but Legolas disagreed. "50…at least."
Aragorn swallowed. The last time he had fought so much Orcs he was more then glad to have half of his army behind his back.
The growling grew louder and louder until it was the only sound that could be heard. The bird's flied out of the woods and even the smallest creatures were running away from this evil.
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Legolas POV
The sickness vanished when I saw the first Orc jumping from behind a nearby tree. Sickness quickly transformed into pure hate. I was slightly astonished as the intensity of my feelings. I had shot the first 5 Orcs before I even knew what I was doing. They were coming nearer so I drew my 2 silvery elven daggers and slaughtered the next 5 ones.
I felt a slight pain on my left shoulder but gave a damn about it. Aragorn was still by my side hauling his sword trough the Orc mess, slaining on after another. The others where attacking the second league from behind. When I got a glance over the whole field my jaw dropped.
There were more then 50. Way more! I think 100 would be a better number.
That would be 50 Orcs for Aragorn and me and 50 for the others to deal with. I doubted that we would still live after this fight but I would not give up, never.
Yeah I WILL not give up! A new kind of hope blossomed in my heart as I killed one Orc after another.
I ducked an arrow whizzing trough the air, failing me by about 3 inches. I looked around to find that bastard. I spotted him when he was just drawing his bow again. I followed his gaze. NO!
The arrow was pointing right into Aragorn's direction.
The second the arrow was released I jumped right in front of my only one and pushed him away. Again the arrow did not hit me but I could feel the soft wind that had whizzed around it when it flew by. There weren't much Orcs left but the few that were left, tried their dearest to kill my love.
Why don't they want to kill Frodo, he has the ring. Or Gandalf who is one of the most powerful wizards or why don't they just kill me???
Everyone knows that Orcs hate nothing more then elves but these ones seemed to have an order to follow.
5 Orcs came up behind him with their swords high above their heads. Again I drew my elven daggers but still I could not hinder them all.
Boromir came to our rescue. Slicing one Orc into two with his sword. The last few ones were easy to defeat as we outnumbered them by far.
When finally every single Orc found its death we both settled onto the ground trying to catch our breaths. "Thank you" Aragorn said while his fingers stroked my right cheek. They were warm but still a shiver ran down my spine. This was close; it was pure coincidence that Boromir was right there when he was needed the most.
"I would never hesitate to help you," I said. "I know. Legolas please do not be mad at me anymore. I will not ask you any more Questions that you would not want to answer. I'm just concerned because I like you really much and I would do everything to make you feel better"
I couldn't help but blush a deep scarlet at his words. Thankfully the others had begun to walk ahead as not to disturb us.
"I …hold me?" I felt stupid for even saying that but right now I just wanted to be in his arms. If I wouldn't have pushed him away and if Boromir would have not been there, he would not be here anymore and that was worse then any bad memory I held inside my heart.
Strong and comforting arms were wrapped around me without hesitation, drawing me nearer into Aragorn's warm body. I just let loose and sighed in contentment. I do not know how he had managed to capture my heart but I don't really care as long as he is near me. "Luscious Perfection" Aragorn said for the second time this day. I looked up startled and directly into his glittering eyes.
"Do you really mean the words you are enchanting me with???" I asked him praying to the Valar that he would say yes.
"Yes even if I dare to say that even those words cannot describe your beauty."
Again I blushed. I somehow think that today is the official 'Make Legolas Blush day'.
His stormy grey eyes were bewitching, drawing me nearer to him, to his soul. In this very moment I wanted nothing more then to drown in them.
He slowly bowed down to kiss me. Normally I would have been running away screaming at such a point but not this time. No this time I wouldn't run away. I closed my eyes as our lips softly touched each other.
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Aragorn's POV
I never thought a kiss could mean so much. In this moment it was everything.
Everything I had ever wanted was now becoming reality.
His lips were soft like rose petals and warm like a summer breeze.
He sighed and I let my tongue slip into his mouth.
Our kiss was not that one of a hot and passionate nature. No it was more. The first kiss we both would never forget, hoping that many would follow. Someday he will tell me and I will listen but no more will I push him.
When the kiss finally subsided he looked deeply into my eyes and I realised that they were not sad or frightened but full of love and I even might say happiness.
I smiled at him. "Come on Estel we need to get going or we will never catch up," he said also smiling. We stood up and dusted the leaves off of our clothes. I held my hand out to him and together we walked back to the others never once letting the gentle affection loosen.
It might seem girlish but if he would not have anything against it, I would have carried him all the way to Mordor. A sunken feeling forced itself upon my chest. We still had to face the evil and Legolas had to face his worst fear.
I pray to all gods that he will not get hurt and that we will be still alive when Sauron is finally defeated because without him; I would not be able to go on.
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An unknown burden laid its shadow over Aragorn. The fear of loosing his precious golden angel became a silent follower throughout the journey. They had not left the wood by now and it seemed to them that it was stretching till the end of the world.
Still they had no intend to rest. The light that glittered trough the mess of green leaves slowly subsided until only the silvery glow of the stars lightened up the scene. Time seemed to go by quicker then normal. When they came to a clearance surrounded by willow trees, they finally settled down, as they realised that they would not reach the wood's end today.
Sam and Pippin were preparing a rich meal to keep everyone strong enough for the journey. Boromir and Gimli were practising while Gandalf sat down under one of the trees to think.
Merry was engaged in a discussion with Frodo and Aragorn and Legolas would just sit there and smile at each other.
It seemed that their love had overpowered the shadows of those dark days. Even quiet laughter could be heard as Pippin told one funny story after another. Everything seemed quiet and peaceful this night but little did they know that they were watched.
In the dark tower of Mordor the purest evil sat watching them trough a shining globe.
He knew they were coming for him. He would await them and then he would finally take over Middle-Earth.
The Palantir showed the image of Legolas as he was sitting there smiling.
"So you have decided to come back to me my little pet" Sauron said to himself. Yes this was indeed a very good time for him not only was he going to rule Middle-Earth, his favourite pet would also come back to him. And even if the wizard and his followers were strong enough to beat him he had always his little pet for a surprise attack.
Laughter filled the room. It seemed just not right that the most evil person was able to laugh and all creatures in Mordor cringed at the sound.
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TBC…
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Here you got Chapter 4 I hope you like it ^_^
And to all those who have posted feedback to my story: Thank you *huggles everyone*
Now onto Chapter 4! Have fun ^_^ and please don't forget to give me feedback they are my fuel and encourage me beyond believe!
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To Legolas the journey was nothing but a blurry mess. Sometimes he would just trip over a stone or twig but Aragorn was always there to catch him. He was thankful but still he did not want to show it. When sweat was collecting in his temples he could not deny that he was sick, anymore.
'Elves do not normally sweat and they also do not trip over something every 5 minutes' the no slightly annoyed elf scowled himself.
The sun did not help him much as it seemed to shower him with its hottest ray's of sunlight.
He took his water bottle for the hundreds time and greedily swallowed the clear cold liquid, sighing as it was flowing into his dry mouth and down his sore throat.
Then suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks, his ears hearing even the smallest rustle miles away. He may be sick but he could still hear the 50 Orcs that where coming their way. Aragorn stopped too and looked at his friend with concerned grey eyes. Legolas lay the now empty bottle softly onto the ground as if not to inform the Orcs that they were there.
"Orcs are near" he finally said looking in every direction as if he was not sure about something. Frodo spun around at his words, fear shown brightly in his eyes. Still he drew his sword like the brave hobbit he was.
Legolas quickly got his bow ready while the others where quietly stepping back into the tree shadows. Legolas and Aragorn suddenly stood there alone in the small clearing. The others had hidden to attack the rotten creatures in their wake, as they would not know that there were more then the 2 men.
Back on back they stood and after a couple of moments Aragorn could hear them, too. Growling they came right their way. "30" he said but Legolas disagreed. "50…at least."
Aragorn swallowed. The last time he had fought so much Orcs he was more then glad to have half of his army behind his back.
The growling grew louder and louder until it was the only sound that could be heard. The bird's flied out of the woods and even the smallest creatures were running away from this evil.
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Legolas POV
The sickness vanished when I saw the first Orc jumping from behind a nearby tree. Sickness quickly transformed into pure hate. I was slightly astonished as the intensity of my feelings. I had shot the first 5 Orcs before I even knew what I was doing. They were coming nearer so I drew my 2 silvery elven daggers and slaughtered the next 5 ones.
I felt a slight pain on my left shoulder but gave a damn about it. Aragorn was still by my side hauling his sword trough the Orc mess, slaining on after another. The others where attacking the second league from behind. When I got a glance over the whole field my jaw dropped.
There were more then 50. Way more! I think 100 would be a better number.
That would be 50 Orcs for Aragorn and me and 50 for the others to deal with. I doubted that we would still live after this fight but I would not give up, never.
Yeah I WILL not give up! A new kind of hope blossomed in my heart as I killed one Orc after another.
I ducked an arrow whizzing trough the air, failing me by about 3 inches. I looked around to find that bastard. I spotted him when he was just drawing his bow again. I followed his gaze. NO!
The arrow was pointing right into Aragorn's direction.
The second the arrow was released I jumped right in front of my only one and pushed him away. Again the arrow did not hit me but I could feel the soft wind that had whizzed around it when it flew by. There weren't much Orcs left but the few that were left, tried their dearest to kill my love.
Why don't they want to kill Frodo, he has the ring. Or Gandalf who is one of the most powerful wizards or why don't they just kill me???
Everyone knows that Orcs hate nothing more then elves but these ones seemed to have an order to follow.
5 Orcs came up behind him with their swords high above their heads. Again I drew my elven daggers but still I could not hinder them all.
Boromir came to our rescue. Slicing one Orc into two with his sword. The last few ones were easy to defeat as we outnumbered them by far.
When finally every single Orc found its death we both settled onto the ground trying to catch our breaths. "Thank you" Aragorn said while his fingers stroked my right cheek. They were warm but still a shiver ran down my spine. This was close; it was pure coincidence that Boromir was right there when he was needed the most.
"I would never hesitate to help you," I said. "I know. Legolas please do not be mad at me anymore. I will not ask you any more Questions that you would not want to answer. I'm just concerned because I like you really much and I would do everything to make you feel better"
I couldn't help but blush a deep scarlet at his words. Thankfully the others had begun to walk ahead as not to disturb us.
"I …hold me?" I felt stupid for even saying that but right now I just wanted to be in his arms. If I wouldn't have pushed him away and if Boromir would have not been there, he would not be here anymore and that was worse then any bad memory I held inside my heart.
Strong and comforting arms were wrapped around me without hesitation, drawing me nearer into Aragorn's warm body. I just let loose and sighed in contentment. I do not know how he had managed to capture my heart but I don't really care as long as he is near me. "Luscious Perfection" Aragorn said for the second time this day. I looked up startled and directly into his glittering eyes.
"Do you really mean the words you are enchanting me with???" I asked him praying to the Valar that he would say yes.
"Yes even if I dare to say that even those words cannot describe your beauty."
Again I blushed. I somehow think that today is the official 'Make Legolas Blush day'.
His stormy grey eyes were bewitching, drawing me nearer to him, to his soul. In this very moment I wanted nothing more then to drown in them.
He slowly bowed down to kiss me. Normally I would have been running away screaming at such a point but not this time. No this time I wouldn't run away. I closed my eyes as our lips softly touched each other.
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Aragorn's POV
I never thought a kiss could mean so much. In this moment it was everything.
Everything I had ever wanted was now becoming reality.
His lips were soft like rose petals and warm like a summer breeze.
He sighed and I let my tongue slip into his mouth.
Our kiss was not that one of a hot and passionate nature. No it was more. The first kiss we both would never forget, hoping that many would follow. Someday he will tell me and I will listen but no more will I push him.
When the kiss finally subsided he looked deeply into my eyes and I realised that they were not sad or frightened but full of love and I even might say happiness.
I smiled at him. "Come on Estel we need to get going or we will never catch up," he said also smiling. We stood up and dusted the leaves off of our clothes. I held my hand out to him and together we walked back to the others never once letting the gentle affection loosen.
It might seem girlish but if he would not have anything against it, I would have carried him all the way to Mordor. A sunken feeling forced itself upon my chest. We still had to face the evil and Legolas had to face his worst fear.
I pray to all gods that he will not get hurt and that we will be still alive when Sauron is finally defeated because without him; I would not be able to go on.
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An unknown burden laid its shadow over Aragorn. The fear of loosing his precious golden angel became a silent follower throughout the journey. They had not left the wood by now and it seemed to them that it was stretching till the end of the world.
Still they had no intend to rest. The light that glittered trough the mess of green leaves slowly subsided until only the silvery glow of the stars lightened up the scene. Time seemed to go by quicker then normal. When they came to a clearance surrounded by willow trees, they finally settled down, as they realised that they would not reach the wood's end today.
Sam and Pippin were preparing a rich meal to keep everyone strong enough for the journey. Boromir and Gimli were practising while Gandalf sat down under one of the trees to think.
Merry was engaged in a discussion with Frodo and Aragorn and Legolas would just sit there and smile at each other.
It seemed that their love had overpowered the shadows of those dark days. Even quiet laughter could be heard as Pippin told one funny story after another. Everything seemed quiet and peaceful this night but little did they know that they were watched.
In the dark tower of Mordor the purest evil sat watching them trough a shining globe.
He knew they were coming for him. He would await them and then he would finally take over Middle-Earth.
The Palantir showed the image of Legolas as he was sitting there smiling.
"So you have decided to come back to me my little pet" Sauron said to himself. Yes this was indeed a very good time for him not only was he going to rule Middle-Earth, his favourite pet would also come back to him. And even if the wizard and his followers were strong enough to beat him he had always his little pet for a surprise attack.
Laughter filled the room. It seemed just not right that the most evil person was able to laugh and all creatures in Mordor cringed at the sound.
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TBC…
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