You will have your Revenge
Author: Redwing
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Aragorn/Haldir
Summary: Unfortunately, this isn't a happy ending. Haldir's death at Helm's Deep releases a darker side of Aragorn, who is out to claim vengeance, and will pay any price to get it. Aragorn's POV.
Disclaimer: Regrettably, I do own neither Haldir nor Aragorn, and no disrespect is intended.
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~You will have your Revenge~
Aragorn stood on the battlements of Helm's Deep, staring out at the plains unrolling before him. The ground, littered with the bodies of friend and foe alike. The grass, no longer a healthy, verdant green, but dyed a roiling, molten red-black, the blood from the veins of the Rohirrim and the Uruk-Hai, all together mingling and spreading out over the ground, as if the war could be continued even in their deaths.
//Haldir's blood, a bright, shining red, staining his tunic, his hands.//
Aragorn seethed where he stood, outside, a picture of calm and serene composure, but inside, the fires were hotter and more deadly than those of Mount Doom.
//I will avenge you, lover.//
Oh, would he ever. He would kill these monsters, their creator and his minions; he would fight till his dying breath. He would claim Haldir's vengeance. It did not matter if this fight took forever, or killed him; the only thing keeping him from throwing himself from the heights of the Keep was the fires burning inside him, the fires that had filled the place in his heart and soul where once was Haldir's, and drove him with a fury that was far too intense to call passion.
//And when I have killed them, I will join you, beloved.
And I swear, by the blood of Numenor-
You will have your revenge.//
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Author: Redwing
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Aragorn/Haldir
Summary: Unfortunately, this isn't a happy ending. Haldir's death at Helm's Deep releases a darker side of Aragorn, who is out to claim vengeance, and will pay any price to get it. Aragorn's POV.
Disclaimer: Regrettably, I do own neither Haldir nor Aragorn, and no disrespect is intended.
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~You will have your Revenge~
Aragorn stood on the battlements of Helm's Deep, staring out at the plains unrolling before him. The ground, littered with the bodies of friend and foe alike. The grass, no longer a healthy, verdant green, but dyed a roiling, molten red-black, the blood from the veins of the Rohirrim and the Uruk-Hai, all together mingling and spreading out over the ground, as if the war could be continued even in their deaths.
//Haldir's blood, a bright, shining red, staining his tunic, his hands.//
Aragorn seethed where he stood, outside, a picture of calm and serene composure, but inside, the fires were hotter and more deadly than those of Mount Doom.
//I will avenge you, lover.//
Oh, would he ever. He would kill these monsters, their creator and his minions; he would fight till his dying breath. He would claim Haldir's vengeance. It did not matter if this fight took forever, or killed him; the only thing keeping him from throwing himself from the heights of the Keep was the fires burning inside him, the fires that had filled the place in his heart and soul where once was Haldir's, and drove him with a fury that was far too intense to call passion.
//And when I have killed them, I will join you, beloved.
And I swear, by the blood of Numenor-
You will have your revenge.//
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