The One Who Knew the Plan
Chapter Two
Author's notes: Thank you Amber, yes I did spell Aragorn wrong. Thanks to lil Dreamer, yes I was spelling Elvish wrong thanks for helping me out. This is chapter two in my new lord of the rings story. *Note* When the writing is in *with stars* it's because there speaking in Elvish. So here's the second chapter, read and review and defiantly enjoy!
He was being treated like a dog. Though I don't suppose there's any other way to describe it. He was tied by the wrists, and every so often he was too slow, and was yanked at. He was very tired; he had been traveling for many days before he found them. They didn't even seem to care that he was trying to kill them, only that someone was, or so that's what they thought.
He thought about it a moment. That was right, that's what they thought. They thought someone sent him, they really did. But then that Aragorn says, 'who would send a child?' A child, that's what they think, that's what they think.
*Do you think he's planning an escape?* Legolas asked Aragorn in his native tongue, elvish. *No, I don't think it would matter anyway, he's a little to tire and untrained to do anything now,* Aragorn replied. Legolas looked back at the boy, who was looking at them but immedialy looked away. *Who do you think sent him?* The elf asked, turning to the road ahead of him again.
*Some Orcs probably forced him, said they'd kill him if he didn't or something. He's probably the only one they could find, to bad he had no training or anything, didn't put up much of a fight,* Aragorn commented. *If you call that a fight,* Legolas laughed.
They came to a VERY small opening in the woods. Legolas sat down on a rock and was handed the rope by Aragorn, who decided to get his bearings. The boy sat on the ground, as far from Legolas as the rope would let him. Legolas looked up at him.
"I'm not going to bite you," Legolas paused. "Remember you attacked us, not the other way around." Legolas took out a cantina, he was about to take a sip, when he noticed the boy had moved beside him. "Would you like some?" Legolas offered him. Suddenly, as if remembering why he was there he jumped up, and shook his head. Legolas took a sip and then put the cantina away.
The boy started to look around at the trees. They were at least 50 or so feet tall, at the least, that is. He placed his hands on one, and looked up at it. He slowly fell forward, and let his head hit the tree. He gave off a small sigh, and turned around, to see Legolas only two feet from him. He jumped back, scared for the moment.
Legolas moved passed him and looked at the tree. "Beautiful, isn't she?" He put a hand on the tree. "When I get older, (not that he's not old enough already) I'll walk threw these woods, I can't wait, I love these forests so very much, they speak to me, I understand what there saying." He looked at the young boy, "I'm sure you don't understand, most humans don't understand the bond between Elf and the forest. Even for Strider, it's hard to understand, though I understand." He paused.
"Elf's live for thousands of years, trees can too, it's only logical to befriend someone that will live as long as yourself," Yet again he paused, "That's-" he started, but was cut off by Aragorn, who had just come back. "Let's go, common," He interrupted there little conversation.
As they started to walk, Aragorn spoke, *You were talking to him to much.* Legolas was confused, *Who? The boy?* Aragorn looked back at the boy, who acted as though he was paying attention. *Obviously, don't get too attacked to him, I don't think he means well. You should keep an eye out for him, that's what I'm doing,* Legolas looked around. *Well there doesn't seem to be reinforcements coming for him or anything like that, but I will watch him,* Legolas gave him his word as they continued threw the forest.
They reached the end of the forest and were at a very large meadow. No one was insight, not a sign of life anywhere. As they walked it grew dark, and as they came up to a small part of earth which was slightly over turned and made almost a cave. They decided to stay there. They set up a small fire and set up there beds. The boy was placed in the middle.
They ate, but the boy ate nothing. He didn't want anything to do with them, or there ways. He lied down and went to sleep, when he awoke, an hour or so later, he was facing Aragorn, who was asleep. He turned over, only to see those piercing eyes staring directly at him, he quickly sat up. As he sat in his bed staring out into the still blazing fire, he looked passed it and saw the forest which was very dark.
He then took a moment to wonder who would be worse, Aragorn, or Legolas. He decided if he waited long enough, they might bother be awake. He decided to make his move now.
He stood up, as did Legolas. Legolas immediately grabbed the rope. The boy just walked the other side of the fire. He sat down, or so that's all he wanted him to think he was doing. He pulled the rope down and Legolas unwillingly gave him some slack. He pulled the rope across so it would be in the fire, as the rope caught on fire, Legolas pulled it, but it had already broken.
The boy then, quick as he could, ran and grabbed the bag with his weapons one it. (Because of the fire, he could get the ropes off). He took out his bow and loaded an Arrow and aimed it at the now awaken Strider. He sat up but stopped moving when he realized what going on.
Legolas had an arrow ready, but didn't shot. He was afraid if he let go, the kid would, and they'd both be dead. But the elf took a chance and he shot the boys arrow so it broke. But as fast as Legolas was to get another bow, so was the kid. The kid took a step back, still aiming at the ranger. Another, and another until he was in the dark, and only the elf could see him. Both bows still kept high. Still ready to shot, at any moment. Any second they'd be ready.
But then, Legolas saw it. The smallest movement in the direction the arrow was facing, just enough so he wouldn't hit him, and he let go. Legolas let go, and the kid who hadn't shot yet suddenly realized it. He let go, all hope in that arrow.
Legolas' arrow hit him in the left arm, right where he had wanted it to land. The arrow from the boy missed his mark by only centimeters. The arrow was just a little too much to the right to hit him. The astonished ranger jumped up. The boy turned and ran.
"What is it? Where is he going Legolas?" Aragorn asked. "To the forest, but he will not get far, fear and pain will over take his mind, he'll be at the edge in the morning , do not worry, he will not be able to attack, or even run some for a while." Legolas put his bow away. "Though I do wish I didn't have to do that, it was only a lucky shot he came close to hitting you. I can tell he hasn't had much training with an arrow. Though he might have just been tired, or scared." Legolas sat back down. "All we have to do is wait for morning."
"I hate waiting," the tired Ranger said as he lied back down. "It's not one of my favorite past times." Legolas lied back down as well. He hoped he didn't hurt the boy, he really did. But it was too late now, and he decided he'd wait till tomorrow to worry about it some more.
That was chapter two in my new story The one who knew the plan, my Lord of the Rings fanfiction! Did you like it? Read and then review! What will happen next? Will they take the kid back? Is he even alive anymore? Will he tell anything new? What will happen next? I hope you enjoyed. Comments and Flames allowed, not that I could stop them if I wanted but you get it ^-^.
Author's notes: Thank you Amber, yes I did spell Aragorn wrong. Thanks to lil Dreamer, yes I was spelling Elvish wrong thanks for helping me out. This is chapter two in my new lord of the rings story. *Note* When the writing is in *with stars* it's because there speaking in Elvish. So here's the second chapter, read and review and defiantly enjoy!
He was being treated like a dog. Though I don't suppose there's any other way to describe it. He was tied by the wrists, and every so often he was too slow, and was yanked at. He was very tired; he had been traveling for many days before he found them. They didn't even seem to care that he was trying to kill them, only that someone was, or so that's what they thought.
He thought about it a moment. That was right, that's what they thought. They thought someone sent him, they really did. But then that Aragorn says, 'who would send a child?' A child, that's what they think, that's what they think.
*Do you think he's planning an escape?* Legolas asked Aragorn in his native tongue, elvish. *No, I don't think it would matter anyway, he's a little to tire and untrained to do anything now,* Aragorn replied. Legolas looked back at the boy, who was looking at them but immedialy looked away. *Who do you think sent him?* The elf asked, turning to the road ahead of him again.
*Some Orcs probably forced him, said they'd kill him if he didn't or something. He's probably the only one they could find, to bad he had no training or anything, didn't put up much of a fight,* Aragorn commented. *If you call that a fight,* Legolas laughed.
They came to a VERY small opening in the woods. Legolas sat down on a rock and was handed the rope by Aragorn, who decided to get his bearings. The boy sat on the ground, as far from Legolas as the rope would let him. Legolas looked up at him.
"I'm not going to bite you," Legolas paused. "Remember you attacked us, not the other way around." Legolas took out a cantina, he was about to take a sip, when he noticed the boy had moved beside him. "Would you like some?" Legolas offered him. Suddenly, as if remembering why he was there he jumped up, and shook his head. Legolas took a sip and then put the cantina away.
The boy started to look around at the trees. They were at least 50 or so feet tall, at the least, that is. He placed his hands on one, and looked up at it. He slowly fell forward, and let his head hit the tree. He gave off a small sigh, and turned around, to see Legolas only two feet from him. He jumped back, scared for the moment.
Legolas moved passed him and looked at the tree. "Beautiful, isn't she?" He put a hand on the tree. "When I get older, (not that he's not old enough already) I'll walk threw these woods, I can't wait, I love these forests so very much, they speak to me, I understand what there saying." He looked at the young boy, "I'm sure you don't understand, most humans don't understand the bond between Elf and the forest. Even for Strider, it's hard to understand, though I understand." He paused.
"Elf's live for thousands of years, trees can too, it's only logical to befriend someone that will live as long as yourself," Yet again he paused, "That's-" he started, but was cut off by Aragorn, who had just come back. "Let's go, common," He interrupted there little conversation.
As they started to walk, Aragorn spoke, *You were talking to him to much.* Legolas was confused, *Who? The boy?* Aragorn looked back at the boy, who acted as though he was paying attention. *Obviously, don't get too attacked to him, I don't think he means well. You should keep an eye out for him, that's what I'm doing,* Legolas looked around. *Well there doesn't seem to be reinforcements coming for him or anything like that, but I will watch him,* Legolas gave him his word as they continued threw the forest.
They reached the end of the forest and were at a very large meadow. No one was insight, not a sign of life anywhere. As they walked it grew dark, and as they came up to a small part of earth which was slightly over turned and made almost a cave. They decided to stay there. They set up a small fire and set up there beds. The boy was placed in the middle.
They ate, but the boy ate nothing. He didn't want anything to do with them, or there ways. He lied down and went to sleep, when he awoke, an hour or so later, he was facing Aragorn, who was asleep. He turned over, only to see those piercing eyes staring directly at him, he quickly sat up. As he sat in his bed staring out into the still blazing fire, he looked passed it and saw the forest which was very dark.
He then took a moment to wonder who would be worse, Aragorn, or Legolas. He decided if he waited long enough, they might bother be awake. He decided to make his move now.
He stood up, as did Legolas. Legolas immediately grabbed the rope. The boy just walked the other side of the fire. He sat down, or so that's all he wanted him to think he was doing. He pulled the rope down and Legolas unwillingly gave him some slack. He pulled the rope across so it would be in the fire, as the rope caught on fire, Legolas pulled it, but it had already broken.
The boy then, quick as he could, ran and grabbed the bag with his weapons one it. (Because of the fire, he could get the ropes off). He took out his bow and loaded an Arrow and aimed it at the now awaken Strider. He sat up but stopped moving when he realized what going on.
Legolas had an arrow ready, but didn't shot. He was afraid if he let go, the kid would, and they'd both be dead. But the elf took a chance and he shot the boys arrow so it broke. But as fast as Legolas was to get another bow, so was the kid. The kid took a step back, still aiming at the ranger. Another, and another until he was in the dark, and only the elf could see him. Both bows still kept high. Still ready to shot, at any moment. Any second they'd be ready.
But then, Legolas saw it. The smallest movement in the direction the arrow was facing, just enough so he wouldn't hit him, and he let go. Legolas let go, and the kid who hadn't shot yet suddenly realized it. He let go, all hope in that arrow.
Legolas' arrow hit him in the left arm, right where he had wanted it to land. The arrow from the boy missed his mark by only centimeters. The arrow was just a little too much to the right to hit him. The astonished ranger jumped up. The boy turned and ran.
"What is it? Where is he going Legolas?" Aragorn asked. "To the forest, but he will not get far, fear and pain will over take his mind, he'll be at the edge in the morning , do not worry, he will not be able to attack, or even run some for a while." Legolas put his bow away. "Though I do wish I didn't have to do that, it was only a lucky shot he came close to hitting you. I can tell he hasn't had much training with an arrow. Though he might have just been tired, or scared." Legolas sat back down. "All we have to do is wait for morning."
"I hate waiting," the tired Ranger said as he lied back down. "It's not one of my favorite past times." Legolas lied back down as well. He hoped he didn't hurt the boy, he really did. But it was too late now, and he decided he'd wait till tomorrow to worry about it some more.
That was chapter two in my new story The one who knew the plan, my Lord of the Rings fanfiction! Did you like it? Read and then review! What will happen next? Will they take the kid back? Is he even alive anymore? Will he tell anything new? What will happen next? I hope you enjoyed. Comments and Flames allowed, not that I could stop them if I wanted but you get it ^-^.