A/N: Please don't hurt me! I'm really sorry for the sloooooow updates. I
had the 'After finals grounding' (except for English, 97 on the exam,
yay!), and then a nasty bought of scarlet fever..damn doctors cant diagnose
strep throat. and now. I have a horrible virus. I'm not doing well.. try to
cope with it
"Aragorn! Be still," Gandalf commanded. "We have yet to see proof of his treachery, nor have we let him explain himself."
"I have seen proof, and that is enough for me to make judgment," Aragorn snarled, eyes focused on the beads of blood forming on the elf's neck. "Long did I trust this elf as I trust my kin," he spat out and forced the blade in further.
Before he knew what was happening, Aragorn found himself in the most undignified of heaps about ten feet away. Gandalf was staring at him venomously, and Aragorn found himself shrinking under the elders glare.
"Aragorn, you had best keep in mind that you are not supreme authority, and even you cannot bring bad the dead. What if we find Legolas innocent? Should we still kill him because a potential king wishes it?" Aragorn flushed and looked down, embarrassed.
Legolas meanwhile, had propped himself up on his elbows. Gathering some courage against the wizard he asked, "Innocent of what? Just what have I done?!" Slowly all eyes turned to him.
"You, my friend, are accused of being a spy for none other than the Dark Lord Sauron." Legolas gasped and drew back, obviously shocked.
"How can you say such a thing?! I've done this fellowship no wrong, nor have I even been in league with Sauron!" Suddenly Aragorn jumped up, eyes blazing with hatred and finger pointing accusingly.
"Liar! You are nothing but a liar Legolas Greenleaf, for I have seen upon you the branding of Him."
Legolas slowly stood, holding his hands in front of him, mostly for Boromirs' benefit, whos' bow was still warily being aimed in his direction. "Just where and when have you seen this marking, for I do not posses one to my knowledge."
Six pairs of eyes moved back to Aragorn who was clearly uncomfortable. "Must I retell it? I have already spoken of it once," he asked Gandalf in a voice that was perilously close to whining. More than a few eyebrows raised at his tone. Aragorn sighed at this silent answer before looking at an apparently captivating twig on the ground.
"I saw it when you were taking a bath," he muttered quietly.
"What?" Gandalf questioned.
Aragorn growled, knowing that they had all heard him. "I saw it when you were taking a bath!" He said louder, his temper flaring. "You had a marking on your.!" Suddenly embarrassed again, he tried to get his point across by waveing his hands behind him.
"His back?" Pippin asked, almost teasingly. If looks could kill, Pippin would have been dead.
Reddening again, Aragorn yelled, "ARSE! He.had.a.marking.on his ARSE!"
"Ah, I see," Gandalf said with a hint of a smile. Then he turned to a rather shocked looking Legolas. "Now young elf, is this true?"
"No! No of course not! I have nothing of the kind!" Legolas started to back away, seeing the direction this was heading.
Thinking that some madness had overtaken the fellowship, Legolas turned and fled. Unfortunitly, in the confusion of the situation, Legolas had forgotten one small detail. Quite small actually. Dwarven even. As soon as Legolas had turned to flee he felt himself tripping, limbs tangled with limbs, and saw a looming tree in front of him. A moment later, dwarf and elf lay in a pile on the ground, the elf unconscious, head pressed against the tree it had struck.
"Stupid Elf," Gimli muttered.
A/N: Alrighty.that's all for now.I feel like I'm dying. This last little bit happens to be my absolute favorite part of all Tolkien books. I was so mad it wasn't in the movie. I have a tendency to add the line in when watching the movie, but its just not the same! Come on PJ! Leaving out the best parts!!
"Legolas turned and set an arrow to the string, though it was a long shot for his small bow. He drew, but his hand fell, and the arrow slipped to the ground. He gave a cry of dismay and fear..It came to the edge of the fire and the light faded as if a cloud had bent over it. Then with a rush it leapt across the fissure. The flames roared up to greet it, and wreathed about it; and a black smoke swirled in the air. Its streaming mane kindled, and blazed behind it. In its right hand was a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire; in its left it held a whip of many tongs. b"Ai! Ai!" wailed Legolas. "A Balrog! A Balrog is come!" /b
"Aragorn! Be still," Gandalf commanded. "We have yet to see proof of his treachery, nor have we let him explain himself."
"I have seen proof, and that is enough for me to make judgment," Aragorn snarled, eyes focused on the beads of blood forming on the elf's neck. "Long did I trust this elf as I trust my kin," he spat out and forced the blade in further.
Before he knew what was happening, Aragorn found himself in the most undignified of heaps about ten feet away. Gandalf was staring at him venomously, and Aragorn found himself shrinking under the elders glare.
"Aragorn, you had best keep in mind that you are not supreme authority, and even you cannot bring bad the dead. What if we find Legolas innocent? Should we still kill him because a potential king wishes it?" Aragorn flushed and looked down, embarrassed.
Legolas meanwhile, had propped himself up on his elbows. Gathering some courage against the wizard he asked, "Innocent of what? Just what have I done?!" Slowly all eyes turned to him.
"You, my friend, are accused of being a spy for none other than the Dark Lord Sauron." Legolas gasped and drew back, obviously shocked.
"How can you say such a thing?! I've done this fellowship no wrong, nor have I even been in league with Sauron!" Suddenly Aragorn jumped up, eyes blazing with hatred and finger pointing accusingly.
"Liar! You are nothing but a liar Legolas Greenleaf, for I have seen upon you the branding of Him."
Legolas slowly stood, holding his hands in front of him, mostly for Boromirs' benefit, whos' bow was still warily being aimed in his direction. "Just where and when have you seen this marking, for I do not posses one to my knowledge."
Six pairs of eyes moved back to Aragorn who was clearly uncomfortable. "Must I retell it? I have already spoken of it once," he asked Gandalf in a voice that was perilously close to whining. More than a few eyebrows raised at his tone. Aragorn sighed at this silent answer before looking at an apparently captivating twig on the ground.
"I saw it when you were taking a bath," he muttered quietly.
"What?" Gandalf questioned.
Aragorn growled, knowing that they had all heard him. "I saw it when you were taking a bath!" He said louder, his temper flaring. "You had a marking on your.!" Suddenly embarrassed again, he tried to get his point across by waveing his hands behind him.
"His back?" Pippin asked, almost teasingly. If looks could kill, Pippin would have been dead.
Reddening again, Aragorn yelled, "ARSE! He.had.a.marking.on his ARSE!"
"Ah, I see," Gandalf said with a hint of a smile. Then he turned to a rather shocked looking Legolas. "Now young elf, is this true?"
"No! No of course not! I have nothing of the kind!" Legolas started to back away, seeing the direction this was heading.
Thinking that some madness had overtaken the fellowship, Legolas turned and fled. Unfortunitly, in the confusion of the situation, Legolas had forgotten one small detail. Quite small actually. Dwarven even. As soon as Legolas had turned to flee he felt himself tripping, limbs tangled with limbs, and saw a looming tree in front of him. A moment later, dwarf and elf lay in a pile on the ground, the elf unconscious, head pressed against the tree it had struck.
"Stupid Elf," Gimli muttered.
A/N: Alrighty.that's all for now.I feel like I'm dying. This last little bit happens to be my absolute favorite part of all Tolkien books. I was so mad it wasn't in the movie. I have a tendency to add the line in when watching the movie, but its just not the same! Come on PJ! Leaving out the best parts!!
"Legolas turned and set an arrow to the string, though it was a long shot for his small bow. He drew, but his hand fell, and the arrow slipped to the ground. He gave a cry of dismay and fear..It came to the edge of the fire and the light faded as if a cloud had bent over it. Then with a rush it leapt across the fissure. The flames roared up to greet it, and wreathed about it; and a black smoke swirled in the air. Its streaming mane kindled, and blazed behind it. In its right hand was a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire; in its left it held a whip of many tongs. b"Ai! Ai!" wailed Legolas. "A Balrog! A Balrog is come!" /b