The one who knew the plan
Chapter 3
Arthur's note: thanks to those who reviewed. Here is chapter three!
He ran with his hand on his arm. He stumbled a few times but he continued to the forest. He looked back as he saw the light from where the fire was lit. He pause just before he was about to step into the forest. The elf looked directly at him, right in the eye. He stumbled back, then again, and disappeared into the forest.
The boy walked into the forest for a while until he saw a large tree, which he sat against. He breathed in deeply, and shuttered. The boy wasn't afraid of the forest, more of the dark. Anything can hide in the dark, lurking behind any corner. But at least in the forest, how would know if someone was there. They would tell him if someone was coming and he could run away, hoe could just keep on running.
He looked down at his arm. Blood was gushing out of it. Taking the arrow in his hand, he quickly pulled it out, trying not to scream. The arrow was thrown aside and he took a handkerchief that was in his pocket and lifted up his sleeve, so he could fully see the wound.
He wrapped it around the wound as tight as he could. The blood stopped coming out and his arm even felt a bit better. He put the sleeve down and slowly picked him self up. He walked to a near by steam and started to wash the blood off. Then sitting against a very large tree he started to think. He knew he was going to get caught again, they told him the plan. They told him they were going to come back for him.
But at this point in time he didn't care. He was to tired, weak, hungry and in pain to try to go further into the woods. Then they started to talk about him. Because they knew. They knew who the hooded one was. They knew what it was.
'We know' they said, as he was about to fall asleep. He jumped. He knew who was talking, yet he was still afraid. "Know what?" Were the first words out of him so far. 'You know what we speak of,' they told him. 'Why are you telling me this?' He asked.
'The elf asked us if we knew who you were,' was there reply. "What did you tell them?" The boy shuddered, he hoped they didn't tell. 'We told him he would figure it out, and he would find out soon,' they responded. "What do you mean he'll find out soon? Are you going to tell him?" He was worried. He didn't want him to find out.
'No we wouldn't go against you, but he'll figure it out on his own,' they answered him. "He's smarter than I thought." He started. 'He is," They finished. "There coming aren't they, there coming back for me, they don't trust me. They think someone sent me." He told them, he knew they knew, but he thought he should say it anyway. 'Yes, young one, they well come back for you,' they replied.
"Hey, I'm not that young," the boy truthfully told. It was true, he wasn't very young. 'No, but compared to us.' they started, but he interrupted, "Okay okay." 'And you didn't even tell them your name,' they stated. "If I told him, he would know," he looked at the river.
'They call you boy,' they reminded him. He laughed, "Yea, well with this outfit, I suppose I look like one." He yawned. 'Get some sleep, we'll tell you when there coming tomorrow.' "Goodnight forest," he said to the trees, as he slowly closed his eyes. The forest and the trees who were talking to him slowly faded from mind as he drifted to sleep.
* * * * * * * *
His hair slowly blowing in the wind, he looked out to the forest. He tried to get a glimpse of the boy. He searched threw out the forest, but saw nothing. The new morning was at hand, but Aragorn still hadn't awoken. Legolas picked up his bow and quiver and put them on his back.
Aragorn woke up and saw that his friend was ready. He grabbed his sword and stood beside him. "Were going after him," Legolas said, with out even looking at his friend. "We have to, if he has people, and they came after us." he started but had no reason to finish. They started across the field.
When they were a few feet from the forest Legolas stopped. Aragorn took a few steps before he noticed, and turned around. "Legolas?" He asked, he knew something was wrong. The elf didn't move, he just stared at the forest. "Is something wrong?" He looked at him, then at the forest, where he was staring.
"The forest is waiting for us," Legolas said, "they knew we'd come back, and they were waiting for us." Legolas looked at Aragorn. Legolas took a step forward, then another. But as soon as he was about the enter the forest, vines, out of almost nowhere shot in front of him blocking his path. Legolas stepped back.
"Don't worry we'll just go around," Aragorn put his hand on the vines, then looked at Legolas. "They can't block the whole forest off," he told his friend. "There protecting him," He looked at the tree tops. "They think were going hurt him." "Hurt him? Why would they care about a human?" He asked.
Legolas looked back and forth at the trees, then frozen. "They don't care about humans," he looked at Aragorn, "He's not a human."
***
"So you're sure they can't come in?" The kid asked, sitting down. "The elf can, but he might get the human in to," the forest informed him. "They'll catch me anyway, won't they," he knew the answer, but he had to know what they were going to say. 'You never know, though you are safest here, and yes they may catch you, things might also turn out different,' they started, 'you never know till you get there.'
***
He walked up to the closest tree, and whispered something to it. Something elfish. But yet, Aragorn had never heard it, or maybe it was just too quite for him to hear.
When he finished, he took a step back, and then the vines started to part. "There going to let me in," "But-" "So we have to go in together." Legolas took hold of Aragorn's arm and they ran into the forest. When they went past the opening, it slammed shut. "How will we get out?" He asked, catching his breath which he lost when he ran in. "Don't worry, when an elf asks the forest something, the forest will try to help." "So that's why we couldn't get in at first." Aragorn thought.
The elf slowly walked threw the forest, making sure Aragorn would be save, though he didn't fear for him self. They stepped over a few roots, and a broken-off branch, but other than that the path was mostly clear. Towards the right, they saw trees, towards the left, a few more trees, and in front of them, even more. It was pretty much a forest.
*I can't see him anywhere,* Aragorn said out loud. Suddenly all the trees shifted towards them. Almost as if they were looking at him. Except the trees had no eyes. "There looking at us," Aragorn said quietly. "Don't be silly, trees don't have eyes, or at least not these kinds, though there are some with eyes," Legolas started, "but they can defiantly hear you, and I wouldn't speak elvish if I were you, especially not here. Trees like elves, not humans. If a human were to speak elvish, well they wouldn't be too happy." Legolas babbled on, not that Aragorn could really listen; he felt the trees were closing in on him.
"Common, hurry it up, I don't think these trees like us in here too much," He walked closer to Legolas. "Us? Speak for yourself, trees love elves, and news flash, I'm an elf!" The elf spoke highly of him. Continuing on, the ranger thought he saw something.
"Look, there's a clearing, but not the same on where we were before," Aragorn pointed to the right, where there was indeed a clearing. They walked slowly and quickly up to the edge of the clearing. And there they saw the boy, still hooded and hidden with in his jacket. Still hiding from the world, the forest, them.
Author's Notes: Chapter three! So, that was chapter three to my Lord of the rings fan fiction, the one that knew the plan! Okay so I really hoped you enjoyed this and I hope you'll read the next chapter as well.
Arthur's note: thanks to those who reviewed. Here is chapter three!
He ran with his hand on his arm. He stumbled a few times but he continued to the forest. He looked back as he saw the light from where the fire was lit. He pause just before he was about to step into the forest. The elf looked directly at him, right in the eye. He stumbled back, then again, and disappeared into the forest.
The boy walked into the forest for a while until he saw a large tree, which he sat against. He breathed in deeply, and shuttered. The boy wasn't afraid of the forest, more of the dark. Anything can hide in the dark, lurking behind any corner. But at least in the forest, how would know if someone was there. They would tell him if someone was coming and he could run away, hoe could just keep on running.
He looked down at his arm. Blood was gushing out of it. Taking the arrow in his hand, he quickly pulled it out, trying not to scream. The arrow was thrown aside and he took a handkerchief that was in his pocket and lifted up his sleeve, so he could fully see the wound.
He wrapped it around the wound as tight as he could. The blood stopped coming out and his arm even felt a bit better. He put the sleeve down and slowly picked him self up. He walked to a near by steam and started to wash the blood off. Then sitting against a very large tree he started to think. He knew he was going to get caught again, they told him the plan. They told him they were going to come back for him.
But at this point in time he didn't care. He was to tired, weak, hungry and in pain to try to go further into the woods. Then they started to talk about him. Because they knew. They knew who the hooded one was. They knew what it was.
'We know' they said, as he was about to fall asleep. He jumped. He knew who was talking, yet he was still afraid. "Know what?" Were the first words out of him so far. 'You know what we speak of,' they told him. 'Why are you telling me this?' He asked.
'The elf asked us if we knew who you were,' was there reply. "What did you tell them?" The boy shuddered, he hoped they didn't tell. 'We told him he would figure it out, and he would find out soon,' they responded. "What do you mean he'll find out soon? Are you going to tell him?" He was worried. He didn't want him to find out.
'No we wouldn't go against you, but he'll figure it out on his own,' they answered him. "He's smarter than I thought." He started. 'He is," They finished. "There coming aren't they, there coming back for me, they don't trust me. They think someone sent me." He told them, he knew they knew, but he thought he should say it anyway. 'Yes, young one, they well come back for you,' they replied.
"Hey, I'm not that young," the boy truthfully told. It was true, he wasn't very young. 'No, but compared to us.' they started, but he interrupted, "Okay okay." 'And you didn't even tell them your name,' they stated. "If I told him, he would know," he looked at the river.
'They call you boy,' they reminded him. He laughed, "Yea, well with this outfit, I suppose I look like one." He yawned. 'Get some sleep, we'll tell you when there coming tomorrow.' "Goodnight forest," he said to the trees, as he slowly closed his eyes. The forest and the trees who were talking to him slowly faded from mind as he drifted to sleep.
* * * * * * * *
His hair slowly blowing in the wind, he looked out to the forest. He tried to get a glimpse of the boy. He searched threw out the forest, but saw nothing. The new morning was at hand, but Aragorn still hadn't awoken. Legolas picked up his bow and quiver and put them on his back.
Aragorn woke up and saw that his friend was ready. He grabbed his sword and stood beside him. "Were going after him," Legolas said, with out even looking at his friend. "We have to, if he has people, and they came after us." he started but had no reason to finish. They started across the field.
When they were a few feet from the forest Legolas stopped. Aragorn took a few steps before he noticed, and turned around. "Legolas?" He asked, he knew something was wrong. The elf didn't move, he just stared at the forest. "Is something wrong?" He looked at him, then at the forest, where he was staring.
"The forest is waiting for us," Legolas said, "they knew we'd come back, and they were waiting for us." Legolas looked at Aragorn. Legolas took a step forward, then another. But as soon as he was about the enter the forest, vines, out of almost nowhere shot in front of him blocking his path. Legolas stepped back.
"Don't worry we'll just go around," Aragorn put his hand on the vines, then looked at Legolas. "They can't block the whole forest off," he told his friend. "There protecting him," He looked at the tree tops. "They think were going hurt him." "Hurt him? Why would they care about a human?" He asked.
Legolas looked back and forth at the trees, then frozen. "They don't care about humans," he looked at Aragorn, "He's not a human."
***
"So you're sure they can't come in?" The kid asked, sitting down. "The elf can, but he might get the human in to," the forest informed him. "They'll catch me anyway, won't they," he knew the answer, but he had to know what they were going to say. 'You never know, though you are safest here, and yes they may catch you, things might also turn out different,' they started, 'you never know till you get there.'
***
He walked up to the closest tree, and whispered something to it. Something elfish. But yet, Aragorn had never heard it, or maybe it was just too quite for him to hear.
When he finished, he took a step back, and then the vines started to part. "There going to let me in," "But-" "So we have to go in together." Legolas took hold of Aragorn's arm and they ran into the forest. When they went past the opening, it slammed shut. "How will we get out?" He asked, catching his breath which he lost when he ran in. "Don't worry, when an elf asks the forest something, the forest will try to help." "So that's why we couldn't get in at first." Aragorn thought.
The elf slowly walked threw the forest, making sure Aragorn would be save, though he didn't fear for him self. They stepped over a few roots, and a broken-off branch, but other than that the path was mostly clear. Towards the right, they saw trees, towards the left, a few more trees, and in front of them, even more. It was pretty much a forest.
*I can't see him anywhere,* Aragorn said out loud. Suddenly all the trees shifted towards them. Almost as if they were looking at him. Except the trees had no eyes. "There looking at us," Aragorn said quietly. "Don't be silly, trees don't have eyes, or at least not these kinds, though there are some with eyes," Legolas started, "but they can defiantly hear you, and I wouldn't speak elvish if I were you, especially not here. Trees like elves, not humans. If a human were to speak elvish, well they wouldn't be too happy." Legolas babbled on, not that Aragorn could really listen; he felt the trees were closing in on him.
"Common, hurry it up, I don't think these trees like us in here too much," He walked closer to Legolas. "Us? Speak for yourself, trees love elves, and news flash, I'm an elf!" The elf spoke highly of him. Continuing on, the ranger thought he saw something.
"Look, there's a clearing, but not the same on where we were before," Aragorn pointed to the right, where there was indeed a clearing. They walked slowly and quickly up to the edge of the clearing. And there they saw the boy, still hooded and hidden with in his jacket. Still hiding from the world, the forest, them.
Author's Notes: Chapter three! So, that was chapter three to my Lord of the rings fan fiction, the one that knew the plan! Okay so I really hoped you enjoyed this and I hope you'll read the next chapter as well.