Hello peoples, thanks for reading and bearing with me. I actually have some
free time (*wow!) so I'm gonna write another chapter, though it might be
rather short. I'm sorry for the spacing issues, it's not my fault, I know
basic English paragraphing, its just that my computer messes it up when I
post it, but I'll try to make it easier to read
Disclaimer: I own nothing from lord of the rings. The only thing that I do own is Arinomialwen do not steal her from me or else: brandishes colorguard saber: j/k just don't take her from me
Note: this is not going to be one of those "Legolas is sadistic" fics, promise. Even if it looks like it, I just need to give the readers an idea of how much pain he's in. Don't worry. I also know that some characters are o.o.c. But it's needed for this fiction.
Legolas stared intently at the council surrounding him. He hadn't felt alive for weeks, and he couldn't remember the last time that he had cared about anything at all. What had brought him to care about anything right now was the scene that he had overheard in the Library. He had resided in there all evening, and upon seeing Arinomialwen enter the room had fled to behind a bookshelf so that she wouldn't leave. He had watched everything; when Gimli entered the room and tried his own method with the girl, and then after he left, how the tears fell from her eyes. How much pain she was in, and though it hurt him as though the tears were his own, he had loved watching them, and enjoying the pain that it gave him, as well as her. Gimli had said that word last night, was it sadistic? Sadistic, was enjoying pain. Perhaps he was sadistic, but he didn't know nor care. Her pain, and his had boosted him like a drug, given him something that he would feel, that tore away the numbness that he felt. Perhaps he could recreate it, maybe with a knife.
Across the council table Aragorn and Gimli eyed the blonde elf with worry. A look of demented ecstasy had entered his eyes, and it scared them.
"Yes, I agree, I will patrol the area myself and find a good way to put up a network of defense back there." The entire discussion about defenses stopped as everyone looked at the Prince. He hadn't said a word about anything for weeks, and this was one of several pieces of input that he had added to the meeting. Everyone with the exception of Gimli and Aragorn quickly looked back down again, hiding their surprise. The meeting adjourned and the members left.
~*~
Arinomialwen had cried herself out; no more tears come down her cheeks. Now everyone was against her. they all thought that she just wanted to hurt Legolas... it wasn't true, they didn't know anything, they didn't know about Tirandian. They didn't know that pain that she had suffered through all this time... and they'd never find out. She quickly put a few more items into her travel bag. She was leaving tonight, before anyone could find anymore out, before things could go even more out of her control. She slightly regretted not having her necklace; she wouldn't wear it in an eternity, but the healing potion inside of it would have come in handy. The moon slowly sunk behind some clouds and the sky outside turned pitch black.
"Oh well" she thought. "I'll just have to find some of my own." The elf put her hair half up so that it didn't get in her way, grabbed her knives, bow, and quiver, shouldered her bag and made for the door.
She was about to open it when it opened on the other end. Arinomialwen jumped back just in time to avoid being smashed with the heave wooden door. Standing outside was Gimli and Estel; both white faced and scared looking. Estel had his sword unsheathed and Gimli held his axe.
"What in heaven and earth are you doing barging into my room?" she asked angrily, trying to hide a surprised face.
"Legolas is gone, he slipped into the forest. We need you to help find him."
"Maybe he went for an evening walk." Arinomialwen said harshly. "Anyway, why would I care what he does. Maybe he wants to be alone."
"If you had even pretended to care about your best friend lately, he's been acting. strange. He's going to try something, and we need to stop him." Gimli yelled in a huff of rage.
"I have no reason to acre about him." Arinomialwen said flatly. Aragorn looked up at her, a look of pleading in his eyes.
"Please, it takes an elf to find on. For me, for God's sake help us! There is no time to confer!" Arinomialwen thought for a moment and said,
"Fine, but only for you Estel."
"That is fine, hurry!" Aragorn quickly turned around to leave. Arinomialwen sighed and followed muttering about ruined plans. The three of them ran through the woods surrounding Mirkwood, thinking it better that no one else knew about their search. If they were right about what Legolas was doing, they didn't want anyone to find out. Arinomialwen frantically tried to find signs of Legolas's path, but like most elves he left none. After what seemed like hours of running aimlessly, Gimli was out of breath and Aragorn was beginning to lose hope. Finally Arinomialwen spoke quietly,
"There's one more place to try. an old childhood. spot. If he's not there, he won't be anywhere."
"Oh, thanks for telling us that little tidbit right away," Gimli gasped sarcastically between breaths of air.
"I.it. It didn't occur to me right away." She replied slightly apologetically. It had just occurred to her but she cursed herself for being stupid enough to forget it. She looked around the dark forest, it was past midnight, and she had wanted to be well out of Mirkwood by now. Oh well, she thought to herself, it could be a going away present for Estel. Arinomialwen led them one a winding path through the forest. It was pitch black and hard to see anything but the elf had walked on this path for her entire life. Finally they found themselves on the edge of the forest.
"Be careful," she whispered to Aragorn and Gimli who came up behind her, now both of them gasping for breathe. "There's a stream on the other side, don't fall in."
"It's a good think that you actually told us this ahead of time, elf, because." Aragorn shushed the outspoken dwarf so not to tell anyone of their arrival. Gimli's comments hurt Arinomialwen but she had other things to concentrate on at the moment. Aragorn peered out into the clearing. His heart skipped a beat and then sank when he saw who was there. Legolas had set out to do exactly what he had been afraid of and praying that he wasn't. Legolas stood at the clearing, tears streaking his face and his knife in one hand. He was looking at the stars and then began slowly to bring it to his throat. The moon came out from behind the clouds, shooting a beam of light that glistened off of Legolas's blade.
"He's going to slit his throat." Aragorn whispered loudly before he could stop himself. Legolas stopped what he was doing and looked toward that clearing where the group watched. Aragorn ducked, just quickly enough to evade Legolas's notice.
"Who's there?" the elf yelled urgently. When there were several moments of silence he turned back to the blade. Arinomialwen peered up to watch, against Aragorn's warning whispers. She watched Legolas bring the knife closer and closer to his throat.
Go ahead, she thought. I don't care, abandon your country, abandon me, and take one more person off the list that I love. It was true. Arinomialwen had only loved 4 other people in her life beside herself of course in different ways. There had been her father, the king of Mirkwood Thranduil, Legolas, and Tirandian. When Tirandian had hurt her, she had endured. But now her list was down to only 3, and two of them were gone for the moment. She had needed Legolas when had had gotten back from his quest, and he had betrayed her. She watched, as Legolas was about to touch his throat. An instinct that had been buried under layers of tears suddenly came out of her, something that she never knew she had. With cries of alarm from both of her companions who had been in some sort of stupor, she ran toward Legolas and reached for the blade, tackling him as they fell in a tumble towards the ground.
"What are you doing?" Legolas snarled angrily at the disturbance that had taken away the peace of the knight.
"What do you think asshole?" (I know they probably didn't have that word, but it describes what she wanted to say quite well) Arinomialwen got painfully up. The fall had hurt.
"Arinomialwen?"
"What?"
"Why are you, what did you, why are you here?" Legolas looked at her confusedly.
"What were you doing with that knife Legolas?" She responded with a haughty question.
"I asked first." He responded, annoying her.
"Estel asked for my help. I gave it to him as a friend would." The small bit of hope that had appeared in his eyes was gone. Aragorn and Gimli walked out from behind the tree that they had huddled by. They saw pain in Legolas's eyes, but it was real, not the look of insane ecstasy that they had seen earlier. Arinomialwen turned from him to hide the tears that began to appear in her eyes. She walked to the edge of the clearing and turned around quickly.
"Because, friends have to be there for friends, no matter what. If they abandon them just once, it might be in their time of need. That's why you never turn your back on a friend."
With that she walked back into the forest, leaving man, dwarf and elf to absorb her words.
Disclaimer: I own nothing from lord of the rings. The only thing that I do own is Arinomialwen do not steal her from me or else: brandishes colorguard saber: j/k just don't take her from me
Note: this is not going to be one of those "Legolas is sadistic" fics, promise. Even if it looks like it, I just need to give the readers an idea of how much pain he's in. Don't worry. I also know that some characters are o.o.c. But it's needed for this fiction.
Legolas stared intently at the council surrounding him. He hadn't felt alive for weeks, and he couldn't remember the last time that he had cared about anything at all. What had brought him to care about anything right now was the scene that he had overheard in the Library. He had resided in there all evening, and upon seeing Arinomialwen enter the room had fled to behind a bookshelf so that she wouldn't leave. He had watched everything; when Gimli entered the room and tried his own method with the girl, and then after he left, how the tears fell from her eyes. How much pain she was in, and though it hurt him as though the tears were his own, he had loved watching them, and enjoying the pain that it gave him, as well as her. Gimli had said that word last night, was it sadistic? Sadistic, was enjoying pain. Perhaps he was sadistic, but he didn't know nor care. Her pain, and his had boosted him like a drug, given him something that he would feel, that tore away the numbness that he felt. Perhaps he could recreate it, maybe with a knife.
Across the council table Aragorn and Gimli eyed the blonde elf with worry. A look of demented ecstasy had entered his eyes, and it scared them.
"Yes, I agree, I will patrol the area myself and find a good way to put up a network of defense back there." The entire discussion about defenses stopped as everyone looked at the Prince. He hadn't said a word about anything for weeks, and this was one of several pieces of input that he had added to the meeting. Everyone with the exception of Gimli and Aragorn quickly looked back down again, hiding their surprise. The meeting adjourned and the members left.
~*~
Arinomialwen had cried herself out; no more tears come down her cheeks. Now everyone was against her. they all thought that she just wanted to hurt Legolas... it wasn't true, they didn't know anything, they didn't know about Tirandian. They didn't know that pain that she had suffered through all this time... and they'd never find out. She quickly put a few more items into her travel bag. She was leaving tonight, before anyone could find anymore out, before things could go even more out of her control. She slightly regretted not having her necklace; she wouldn't wear it in an eternity, but the healing potion inside of it would have come in handy. The moon slowly sunk behind some clouds and the sky outside turned pitch black.
"Oh well" she thought. "I'll just have to find some of my own." The elf put her hair half up so that it didn't get in her way, grabbed her knives, bow, and quiver, shouldered her bag and made for the door.
She was about to open it when it opened on the other end. Arinomialwen jumped back just in time to avoid being smashed with the heave wooden door. Standing outside was Gimli and Estel; both white faced and scared looking. Estel had his sword unsheathed and Gimli held his axe.
"What in heaven and earth are you doing barging into my room?" she asked angrily, trying to hide a surprised face.
"Legolas is gone, he slipped into the forest. We need you to help find him."
"Maybe he went for an evening walk." Arinomialwen said harshly. "Anyway, why would I care what he does. Maybe he wants to be alone."
"If you had even pretended to care about your best friend lately, he's been acting. strange. He's going to try something, and we need to stop him." Gimli yelled in a huff of rage.
"I have no reason to acre about him." Arinomialwen said flatly. Aragorn looked up at her, a look of pleading in his eyes.
"Please, it takes an elf to find on. For me, for God's sake help us! There is no time to confer!" Arinomialwen thought for a moment and said,
"Fine, but only for you Estel."
"That is fine, hurry!" Aragorn quickly turned around to leave. Arinomialwen sighed and followed muttering about ruined plans. The three of them ran through the woods surrounding Mirkwood, thinking it better that no one else knew about their search. If they were right about what Legolas was doing, they didn't want anyone to find out. Arinomialwen frantically tried to find signs of Legolas's path, but like most elves he left none. After what seemed like hours of running aimlessly, Gimli was out of breath and Aragorn was beginning to lose hope. Finally Arinomialwen spoke quietly,
"There's one more place to try. an old childhood. spot. If he's not there, he won't be anywhere."
"Oh, thanks for telling us that little tidbit right away," Gimli gasped sarcastically between breaths of air.
"I.it. It didn't occur to me right away." She replied slightly apologetically. It had just occurred to her but she cursed herself for being stupid enough to forget it. She looked around the dark forest, it was past midnight, and she had wanted to be well out of Mirkwood by now. Oh well, she thought to herself, it could be a going away present for Estel. Arinomialwen led them one a winding path through the forest. It was pitch black and hard to see anything but the elf had walked on this path for her entire life. Finally they found themselves on the edge of the forest.
"Be careful," she whispered to Aragorn and Gimli who came up behind her, now both of them gasping for breathe. "There's a stream on the other side, don't fall in."
"It's a good think that you actually told us this ahead of time, elf, because." Aragorn shushed the outspoken dwarf so not to tell anyone of their arrival. Gimli's comments hurt Arinomialwen but she had other things to concentrate on at the moment. Aragorn peered out into the clearing. His heart skipped a beat and then sank when he saw who was there. Legolas had set out to do exactly what he had been afraid of and praying that he wasn't. Legolas stood at the clearing, tears streaking his face and his knife in one hand. He was looking at the stars and then began slowly to bring it to his throat. The moon came out from behind the clouds, shooting a beam of light that glistened off of Legolas's blade.
"He's going to slit his throat." Aragorn whispered loudly before he could stop himself. Legolas stopped what he was doing and looked toward that clearing where the group watched. Aragorn ducked, just quickly enough to evade Legolas's notice.
"Who's there?" the elf yelled urgently. When there were several moments of silence he turned back to the blade. Arinomialwen peered up to watch, against Aragorn's warning whispers. She watched Legolas bring the knife closer and closer to his throat.
Go ahead, she thought. I don't care, abandon your country, abandon me, and take one more person off the list that I love. It was true. Arinomialwen had only loved 4 other people in her life beside herself of course in different ways. There had been her father, the king of Mirkwood Thranduil, Legolas, and Tirandian. When Tirandian had hurt her, she had endured. But now her list was down to only 3, and two of them were gone for the moment. She had needed Legolas when had had gotten back from his quest, and he had betrayed her. She watched, as Legolas was about to touch his throat. An instinct that had been buried under layers of tears suddenly came out of her, something that she never knew she had. With cries of alarm from both of her companions who had been in some sort of stupor, she ran toward Legolas and reached for the blade, tackling him as they fell in a tumble towards the ground.
"What are you doing?" Legolas snarled angrily at the disturbance that had taken away the peace of the knight.
"What do you think asshole?" (I know they probably didn't have that word, but it describes what she wanted to say quite well) Arinomialwen got painfully up. The fall had hurt.
"Arinomialwen?"
"What?"
"Why are you, what did you, why are you here?" Legolas looked at her confusedly.
"What were you doing with that knife Legolas?" She responded with a haughty question.
"I asked first." He responded, annoying her.
"Estel asked for my help. I gave it to him as a friend would." The small bit of hope that had appeared in his eyes was gone. Aragorn and Gimli walked out from behind the tree that they had huddled by. They saw pain in Legolas's eyes, but it was real, not the look of insane ecstasy that they had seen earlier. Arinomialwen turned from him to hide the tears that began to appear in her eyes. She walked to the edge of the clearing and turned around quickly.
"Because, friends have to be there for friends, no matter what. If they abandon them just once, it might be in their time of need. That's why you never turn your back on a friend."
With that she walked back into the forest, leaving man, dwarf and elf to absorb her words.