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PT
Broken Ties
By: PT
Disclaimer: See chapter One!
Chapter Five
Aragorn turned as his friend began to bash about on the ground. Moving quickly to his side the ranger's heart fell as unnatural heat could be felt emanating from the elf's skin. Looking at the wound closer, he found that the edges of the gash were tinged black, and black lines traced over the small of Legolas' back.
"Poison." The man cursed under his breath." I should have known they would do that. I'm sorry my friend. I must go and look for the athelas to try to stop the poison from spreading, and must get the arrow tip out. Good thing you are not awake for this." As he stood Legolas reached out blindly in his feverish nightmare, "Rest easy my friend I shall return," Aragorn said as he stepped out of the cave.
It had taken some time due to the blackness of the night, but finally Aragorn located a patch of useful athelas. Using the dagger he had taken from Legolas, he cut free a bit of the greenery, then stood and turned on his heel. Swiftly he made his way back to the camp, hoping and praying to Eru that Legolas would be strong enough to hold on.
Upon entering the cave, Aragorn gasped in shock. Legolas was thrashing about on the ground crying out in pain. Quickly running to his friend's side, Aragorn tried to hold him down. Afraid that he might bite his tongue, Aragorn quickly tore his shirt, and stuffed the cloth into the elf's mouth Soon Legolas stopped thrashing about and laid still once again. Aragorn removed the cloth, and checked the wound once more.
He was dismayed to see that it had begun to bleed once again. Quickly tearing his shirt once more he used it to press against the wound to attempt to stop the bleeding. Soon though the cloth became soaked and knowing that he would not be able to stop it, Aragorn removed the cloth and looked closer. He knew the only way to help his friend is to remove the arrow tip and apply the athelas.
Aragorn took the dagger he carried and quickly cut the area around the wound Aragorn took one of Legolas' daggers and sighed as he stared at the silver blade. "I'm sorry my friend, but this must be done.". Using the tip of the dagger he attempted to dislodged the arrow tip, from his friend's muscle.
Frowning we he found the arrow was not moving and knowing he had to move quickly or Legolas would bleed to death, Aragorn cut deeper. He was finally able to get under it and was able to push the arrow tip out. After setting some water to heat up over the fire the ranger made fast work of clearing the wound area.
All the while Aragorn let soft tears stream silently down his battered face.
Had he not killed their best friend, and yet the prince had still saved him from his own death. And for what? To be killed in return?
"You should have left..." Aragorn whispered softly to his friend.
Reaching to the ground he took the athelas leaves and crunched them in his palm. Once he dropped them in the heated water the soothing smell of the herbs filled the cave. Aragorn felt his own frame relax from the soft sent, but the action made the man aware of his still untended wounds. Fatigue and the battered state of his mind and body was beginning to set in, but the ranger shrugged it off concentrating on his friend.
Taking off his shirt Aragorn soaked the shredded cloth in the water and carefully cleaned out Legolas' wound and bound it to stop the bleeding.
When he was sure the he had done all that he had, he sat back and relaxed. Soon exhaustion over took him and he feel into an uneasy sleep
**
Legolas awoke to find himself in a small cave, and in a world of pain. At first he mind did not register as to what had happened to him. Then the memories all came crashing down upon him, and he found himself crying out.
He felt someone lay a hand on his shoulder, and jerking away he cried out in pain.
" Easy Legolas. You are safe. You must lie still, or you shall further injure yourself. Your wound has not yet stopped bleeding," a soft voice said next to him.
Legolas found himself freezing at the sound of the voice. Turning he came face to face with the person he was least expecting to see. Legolas looked into Aragorn and saw hurt and shame reflecting in his eyes, and knew that Aragorn was somehow responsible for Galàril's death.
"Legolas," Aragorn asked as he reached to touch his friend once more.
" Do not touch me," Legolas said as he pulled away from him.
Aragorn stared at Legolas in shock but did as he request. He with drew his hand and moved to the other side of the cave. For a while neither said anything to the other, just sat in uncomfortable silence.
Could the man that I have come to think of a brother really kill our friend? Or was it some trick and Aragorn was never in the room? What if what the orc leader said at the camp was true? Am I not by chance judging him to soon? I have not even given him a chance to explain what happened. Should I not ask him.
Finally unable to hold in his questions any longer, Legolas asked the one question that would answer all others, "Did you kill him?"
At first Aragorn never said anything, just stared at the fire as though the crackling flame held the answers he was looking for. Legolas was about to ask the question again, thinking Aragorn had not heard the question, when Aragorn began to speak.
" It's all my fault. I killed him. My hand, my blade killed him," Aragorn softly spoke. Even with his elven hearing, Legolas barely heard the words spoken. He was about to speak, but Aragorn continued to speak.
"There was nothing I could do. They didn't even let me say good-bye to him. I killed him and then they took me away and left him to die." Unable to go on, Aragorn let the tears fall as the sobs racked his body.
Legolas looked at the human in shock. He still did not want to believe that Aragorn had killed Galàril, and he knew that even by the words spoken, he had yet to hear the full story.
How can he be guilty, when he saved his life? If Aragorn really did do this deed, then why save his life? Why not leave him behind, and escape on his own? Could it be that Aragorn's guilt of not being able to stop what happened was causing him from speaking in this fashion?
Legolas was about to question him further when he heard the sounds of footsteps outside the cave entrance. Both turned to the opening and waited. Both tensed when a figure entered the cave and came into the light.
" I've found you at last. You will not escape this time," the voice said.
PT
Broken Ties
By: PT
Disclaimer: See chapter One!
Chapter Five
Aragorn turned as his friend began to bash about on the ground. Moving quickly to his side the ranger's heart fell as unnatural heat could be felt emanating from the elf's skin. Looking at the wound closer, he found that the edges of the gash were tinged black, and black lines traced over the small of Legolas' back.
"Poison." The man cursed under his breath." I should have known they would do that. I'm sorry my friend. I must go and look for the athelas to try to stop the poison from spreading, and must get the arrow tip out. Good thing you are not awake for this." As he stood Legolas reached out blindly in his feverish nightmare, "Rest easy my friend I shall return," Aragorn said as he stepped out of the cave.
It had taken some time due to the blackness of the night, but finally Aragorn located a patch of useful athelas. Using the dagger he had taken from Legolas, he cut free a bit of the greenery, then stood and turned on his heel. Swiftly he made his way back to the camp, hoping and praying to Eru that Legolas would be strong enough to hold on.
Upon entering the cave, Aragorn gasped in shock. Legolas was thrashing about on the ground crying out in pain. Quickly running to his friend's side, Aragorn tried to hold him down. Afraid that he might bite his tongue, Aragorn quickly tore his shirt, and stuffed the cloth into the elf's mouth Soon Legolas stopped thrashing about and laid still once again. Aragorn removed the cloth, and checked the wound once more.
He was dismayed to see that it had begun to bleed once again. Quickly tearing his shirt once more he used it to press against the wound to attempt to stop the bleeding. Soon though the cloth became soaked and knowing that he would not be able to stop it, Aragorn removed the cloth and looked closer. He knew the only way to help his friend is to remove the arrow tip and apply the athelas.
Aragorn took the dagger he carried and quickly cut the area around the wound Aragorn took one of Legolas' daggers and sighed as he stared at the silver blade. "I'm sorry my friend, but this must be done.". Using the tip of the dagger he attempted to dislodged the arrow tip, from his friend's muscle.
Frowning we he found the arrow was not moving and knowing he had to move quickly or Legolas would bleed to death, Aragorn cut deeper. He was finally able to get under it and was able to push the arrow tip out. After setting some water to heat up over the fire the ranger made fast work of clearing the wound area.
All the while Aragorn let soft tears stream silently down his battered face.
Had he not killed their best friend, and yet the prince had still saved him from his own death. And for what? To be killed in return?
"You should have left..." Aragorn whispered softly to his friend.
Reaching to the ground he took the athelas leaves and crunched them in his palm. Once he dropped them in the heated water the soothing smell of the herbs filled the cave. Aragorn felt his own frame relax from the soft sent, but the action made the man aware of his still untended wounds. Fatigue and the battered state of his mind and body was beginning to set in, but the ranger shrugged it off concentrating on his friend.
Taking off his shirt Aragorn soaked the shredded cloth in the water and carefully cleaned out Legolas' wound and bound it to stop the bleeding.
When he was sure the he had done all that he had, he sat back and relaxed. Soon exhaustion over took him and he feel into an uneasy sleep
**
Legolas awoke to find himself in a small cave, and in a world of pain. At first he mind did not register as to what had happened to him. Then the memories all came crashing down upon him, and he found himself crying out.
He felt someone lay a hand on his shoulder, and jerking away he cried out in pain.
" Easy Legolas. You are safe. You must lie still, or you shall further injure yourself. Your wound has not yet stopped bleeding," a soft voice said next to him.
Legolas found himself freezing at the sound of the voice. Turning he came face to face with the person he was least expecting to see. Legolas looked into Aragorn and saw hurt and shame reflecting in his eyes, and knew that Aragorn was somehow responsible for Galàril's death.
"Legolas," Aragorn asked as he reached to touch his friend once more.
" Do not touch me," Legolas said as he pulled away from him.
Aragorn stared at Legolas in shock but did as he request. He with drew his hand and moved to the other side of the cave. For a while neither said anything to the other, just sat in uncomfortable silence.
Could the man that I have come to think of a brother really kill our friend? Or was it some trick and Aragorn was never in the room? What if what the orc leader said at the camp was true? Am I not by chance judging him to soon? I have not even given him a chance to explain what happened. Should I not ask him.
Finally unable to hold in his questions any longer, Legolas asked the one question that would answer all others, "Did you kill him?"
At first Aragorn never said anything, just stared at the fire as though the crackling flame held the answers he was looking for. Legolas was about to ask the question again, thinking Aragorn had not heard the question, when Aragorn began to speak.
" It's all my fault. I killed him. My hand, my blade killed him," Aragorn softly spoke. Even with his elven hearing, Legolas barely heard the words spoken. He was about to speak, but Aragorn continued to speak.
"There was nothing I could do. They didn't even let me say good-bye to him. I killed him and then they took me away and left him to die." Unable to go on, Aragorn let the tears fall as the sobs racked his body.
Legolas looked at the human in shock. He still did not want to believe that Aragorn had killed Galàril, and he knew that even by the words spoken, he had yet to hear the full story.
How can he be guilty, when he saved his life? If Aragorn really did do this deed, then why save his life? Why not leave him behind, and escape on his own? Could it be that Aragorn's guilt of not being able to stop what happened was causing him from speaking in this fashion?
Legolas was about to question him further when he heard the sounds of footsteps outside the cave entrance. Both turned to the opening and waited. Both tensed when a figure entered the cave and came into the light.
" I've found you at last. You will not escape this time," the voice said.