You're Not Alone
By: Cat
Rating: PG
Feedback: silvanlaegolas@hotmail.com
Spoilers: Just for The Two Towers movie
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, realms, etc of this story. It all belongs to Tolkien. And I guess some of it goes to Peter Jackson and Co. since a few of the scenes (and dialogue) used is stuff that happened only in the movie and not the books. Gah. At any rate, suffice to say I don't own a damn thing. But I'm not earning anything either, so it's all good!!
Summary: Eh.. a little fic based on the time just before and after the Warg attack in TTT. It shows Aragorn's pain at Arwen's departure and Legolas feeling for him and trying to cheer him up.
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to a very dear friend of mine who is always there for me and helps me no matter what. I recently had a rather lengthy exchange of not so friendly words with my (now ex) boyfriend, and that's what sparked the inspiration for this little fic. That plus the said friendship and its meaning to me, and here's what came out of it. I hope you all don't hate it too much.
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"I see you there, a silhouette in the moonlight.
Looks like you've given up on love.
You used to be the face in the spotlight.
Now loneliness fits you like a glove.
You walk around in your cloak of darkness.
Too blind to see the light.
Your wings are broken.
Now your spirit can't take flight.
But you're not alone, you're not alone.
While your heart is still young and free.
You're not alone.
You're not alone while I'm standing by."
-Chicago (You're Not Alone)
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CHAPTER ONE- The Loss of a Friend
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"She is sailing to the Undying Lands, with all that is left of her kin."
Legolas glanced briefly at his friend and his heart clenched immediately. The look on Aragorn's face as he was forced to remember the departure of his beloved was one of complete anguish. The elf silently cursed Eowyn for bringing up such a sensitive topic. The young woman seemed to get the idea, however, and backed off her questioning. Instead she went to speak to one of the other travellers. Legolas saw this as an opportunity and moved to walk next to the ranger, who was now lost in thought.
"Aragorn," he spoke softly, "Do not let your heart be troubled. Arwen's will is strong, and her head is in the right place. I feel everything will work out for the best, my friend."
Aragorn looked up at the last word. 'Friend,' he thought to himself. He glanced to the side and his eyes met those of the elf. Compassion, sorrow and unending support were shining brightly in them. Here was the one who had always been there for him. Whatever trouble he had gotten into, whatever trials and tribulations over the years the elf had stood at his side through it all. Even now as they marched to what would most likely result in their deaths, he still stood by him. Yes, Aragorn considered himself lucky to be able to call Legolas a friend. He couldn't help but smile.
Aragorn reached out and grasped the elf's shoulder in thanks. "Hannon le, mellon nin."
This time it was Legolas' turn to smile, and he embraced the man. He knew that Aragorn was not as happy as he was making out to be, but also knew the ranger would talk to him in his own time. He whispered words of encouragement softly in elvish.
"All is not lost yet, Strider. We cannot see what the future holds. But whatever it is, we will face it togther. As we have always done. You are not alone."
Aragorn smiled at his friend as he pulled away from him. They both knew there was nothing else to say, but Aragorn shot him a look that fully expressed his gratitude and showed that the feeling was mutual. The two friends simply smiled and continued on their way.
They had been walking, side by side, for some time when Legolas sensed some unknown danger coming towards them. Without a word, he ran to the front of the group of people from Edoras and up a hill to get a better look. He saw Hama and Gamling, two of King Theoden's soldiers on their horses a little further ahead.
Suddenly a large creature jumped down from a cliff to their left. Legolas tensed as he realized it was a warg with an orc riding on it's back. The creature knocked the two off their horses, and pounced on Hama, killing him. Legolas ran down the hill, his bow ready. He notched an arrow and let it fly. His aim was true and the arrow found its target, killing the warg instantly. The orc was thrown from its back, and Legolas ran up and slit its throat with one of his knives.
The following battle was inevitable. It seemed all hell was set loose on the band of travellers as the citizens of Edoras, led by Eowyn, continued their way toward the refuge of Helm's Deep. Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli stayed, along with Theoden and his men, to fight the warg riders.
As the chaos died down, Legolas looked around him. So many lives had been lost. He softly spoke a prayer in elvish that they find peace. Then he looked up again as he realized he had not seen his friend among the survivors.
"Aragorn?"
He walked through the battle area, over the bodies of orcs, wargs and men alike. He noticed Gimli following him, also looking for Aragorn. As they walked further away from where the heat of the battle took place, they heard laughter coming from their left. They looked over and saw an orc lying on the ground, obviously close to death. And obviously knowing something of the whereabouts of their friend. Gimli hovored over him.
"Tell me what happened to him and I will ease you passing," the dwarf grumbled.
The orc responded with laughter in his voice. "He's. dead. He took a little tumble off the cliff."
Legolas' heart skipped a beat as he glanced at the cliff. Then he returned his attention to the creature, anger seeping through in his voice. "You lie!"
The orc continued to laugh as Legolas grabbed hold of him, but the creature died a few moments later.
Disgusted and refusing to believe the word of an orc, especially when he spoke of such grave news, Legolas was about to stand up and continue searching for Aragorn when something caught his eye. He carefully took something out of the orcs hand and looked at it. His heart sank and he felt all the color drain from his face. He was staring at Arwen's evenstar pendant. The one she gave to Aragorn as a token of her love. That meant. but it couldn't. Aragorn couldn't possibly.
Legolas quickly got to his feet and ran to the edge of the cliff, followed closely by Gimli. At the bottom of the chasm was a rapidly flowing river. The fall was a long one. Legolas fought to hold back the tears that threatened to overtake him. He had always known that he would lose Aragorn one day. He was mortal, after all and if battle did not claim his life then old age would do so eventually. But he never imagined it would be so soon. He was not ready for this. Aragorn couldn't leave him. He just couldn't.
The elf shook those thoughts from his head as he heard Theoden's voice. "Get the wounded on horses. The wolves of Isengard will return. Leave the dead."
Those last words stung Legolas deeply, and he met the King's gaze. The war of emotions going on inside him was evident in his eyes and on his face. Legolas was torn. He desperately wanted to find his friend's body and see it properly buried. Yet he knew the graveness of the mission before them and knew the people of Edoras would need him in their battle.
His emotions were tearing at his heart and his soul, but he pushed them aside. This was not the time to deal with such things. He was needed elsewhere and he had to remain strong and pull himself together. He took once last glance at the river before his eyes came to rest on the pendant in his hand.
He closed his fingers around it. He would keep it until the time when he would see Arwen again and return it to her along with his deepest sympathy. But that time was a long way off.
Legolas steeled himself against his emotions, and turned to continue the ride towards the Hornburg with the others. But his heart was filled with a great sadness, and he never forgot his friend.
By: Cat
Rating: PG
Feedback: silvanlaegolas@hotmail.com
Spoilers: Just for The Two Towers movie
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, realms, etc of this story. It all belongs to Tolkien. And I guess some of it goes to Peter Jackson and Co. since a few of the scenes (and dialogue) used is stuff that happened only in the movie and not the books. Gah. At any rate, suffice to say I don't own a damn thing. But I'm not earning anything either, so it's all good!!
Summary: Eh.. a little fic based on the time just before and after the Warg attack in TTT. It shows Aragorn's pain at Arwen's departure and Legolas feeling for him and trying to cheer him up.
Author's Note: This story is dedicated to a very dear friend of mine who is always there for me and helps me no matter what. I recently had a rather lengthy exchange of not so friendly words with my (now ex) boyfriend, and that's what sparked the inspiration for this little fic. That plus the said friendship and its meaning to me, and here's what came out of it. I hope you all don't hate it too much.
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"I see you there, a silhouette in the moonlight.
Looks like you've given up on love.
You used to be the face in the spotlight.
Now loneliness fits you like a glove.
You walk around in your cloak of darkness.
Too blind to see the light.
Your wings are broken.
Now your spirit can't take flight.
But you're not alone, you're not alone.
While your heart is still young and free.
You're not alone.
You're not alone while I'm standing by."
-Chicago (You're Not Alone)
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CHAPTER ONE- The Loss of a Friend
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"She is sailing to the Undying Lands, with all that is left of her kin."
Legolas glanced briefly at his friend and his heart clenched immediately. The look on Aragorn's face as he was forced to remember the departure of his beloved was one of complete anguish. The elf silently cursed Eowyn for bringing up such a sensitive topic. The young woman seemed to get the idea, however, and backed off her questioning. Instead she went to speak to one of the other travellers. Legolas saw this as an opportunity and moved to walk next to the ranger, who was now lost in thought.
"Aragorn," he spoke softly, "Do not let your heart be troubled. Arwen's will is strong, and her head is in the right place. I feel everything will work out for the best, my friend."
Aragorn looked up at the last word. 'Friend,' he thought to himself. He glanced to the side and his eyes met those of the elf. Compassion, sorrow and unending support were shining brightly in them. Here was the one who had always been there for him. Whatever trouble he had gotten into, whatever trials and tribulations over the years the elf had stood at his side through it all. Even now as they marched to what would most likely result in their deaths, he still stood by him. Yes, Aragorn considered himself lucky to be able to call Legolas a friend. He couldn't help but smile.
Aragorn reached out and grasped the elf's shoulder in thanks. "Hannon le, mellon nin."
This time it was Legolas' turn to smile, and he embraced the man. He knew that Aragorn was not as happy as he was making out to be, but also knew the ranger would talk to him in his own time. He whispered words of encouragement softly in elvish.
"All is not lost yet, Strider. We cannot see what the future holds. But whatever it is, we will face it togther. As we have always done. You are not alone."
Aragorn smiled at his friend as he pulled away from him. They both knew there was nothing else to say, but Aragorn shot him a look that fully expressed his gratitude and showed that the feeling was mutual. The two friends simply smiled and continued on their way.
They had been walking, side by side, for some time when Legolas sensed some unknown danger coming towards them. Without a word, he ran to the front of the group of people from Edoras and up a hill to get a better look. He saw Hama and Gamling, two of King Theoden's soldiers on their horses a little further ahead.
Suddenly a large creature jumped down from a cliff to their left. Legolas tensed as he realized it was a warg with an orc riding on it's back. The creature knocked the two off their horses, and pounced on Hama, killing him. Legolas ran down the hill, his bow ready. He notched an arrow and let it fly. His aim was true and the arrow found its target, killing the warg instantly. The orc was thrown from its back, and Legolas ran up and slit its throat with one of his knives.
The following battle was inevitable. It seemed all hell was set loose on the band of travellers as the citizens of Edoras, led by Eowyn, continued their way toward the refuge of Helm's Deep. Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli stayed, along with Theoden and his men, to fight the warg riders.
As the chaos died down, Legolas looked around him. So many lives had been lost. He softly spoke a prayer in elvish that they find peace. Then he looked up again as he realized he had not seen his friend among the survivors.
"Aragorn?"
He walked through the battle area, over the bodies of orcs, wargs and men alike. He noticed Gimli following him, also looking for Aragorn. As they walked further away from where the heat of the battle took place, they heard laughter coming from their left. They looked over and saw an orc lying on the ground, obviously close to death. And obviously knowing something of the whereabouts of their friend. Gimli hovored over him.
"Tell me what happened to him and I will ease you passing," the dwarf grumbled.
The orc responded with laughter in his voice. "He's. dead. He took a little tumble off the cliff."
Legolas' heart skipped a beat as he glanced at the cliff. Then he returned his attention to the creature, anger seeping through in his voice. "You lie!"
The orc continued to laugh as Legolas grabbed hold of him, but the creature died a few moments later.
Disgusted and refusing to believe the word of an orc, especially when he spoke of such grave news, Legolas was about to stand up and continue searching for Aragorn when something caught his eye. He carefully took something out of the orcs hand and looked at it. His heart sank and he felt all the color drain from his face. He was staring at Arwen's evenstar pendant. The one she gave to Aragorn as a token of her love. That meant. but it couldn't. Aragorn couldn't possibly.
Legolas quickly got to his feet and ran to the edge of the cliff, followed closely by Gimli. At the bottom of the chasm was a rapidly flowing river. The fall was a long one. Legolas fought to hold back the tears that threatened to overtake him. He had always known that he would lose Aragorn one day. He was mortal, after all and if battle did not claim his life then old age would do so eventually. But he never imagined it would be so soon. He was not ready for this. Aragorn couldn't leave him. He just couldn't.
The elf shook those thoughts from his head as he heard Theoden's voice. "Get the wounded on horses. The wolves of Isengard will return. Leave the dead."
Those last words stung Legolas deeply, and he met the King's gaze. The war of emotions going on inside him was evident in his eyes and on his face. Legolas was torn. He desperately wanted to find his friend's body and see it properly buried. Yet he knew the graveness of the mission before them and knew the people of Edoras would need him in their battle.
His emotions were tearing at his heart and his soul, but he pushed them aside. This was not the time to deal with such things. He was needed elsewhere and he had to remain strong and pull himself together. He took once last glance at the river before his eyes came to rest on the pendant in his hand.
He closed his fingers around it. He would keep it until the time when he would see Arwen again and return it to her along with his deepest sympathy. But that time was a long way off.
Legolas steeled himself against his emotions, and turned to continue the ride towards the Hornburg with the others. But his heart was filled with a great sadness, and he never forgot his friend.