Don't Pity Me
Legolas gives up his life for the Fellowship. Deathfic. Angst. AU. POV. Impl Rape.
Disclaimer: I own my fingers.
When you're dying it's too late to lie. When you know you're going to die, then you do everything and anything in your power to stop it hurting, so that when the sun rises the next morning they're ready to go on with their lives.
But, secretly inside your heart you know it is going to hurt, more Aragorn than anyone.
Aragorn is my closest friend, almost half my soul, half elf. We can relate to each other, we can fight with each other. I've known him since he was a child. But he's man and I'm immortal… we always knew there was going to be that divide.
So when I left him, I wanted it to be without pain. Yet I did not expect it to be like that.
The Orcs came upon us in the night. I was on watch when they seized me from behind. You may ask, why I didn't hear them coming. I was prepared for them, but they were cleverer than the common Orc and circled the camp. I was concentrating on the ones in front, a few metres away, ready to shoot them if they showed any interest.
Unfortunately it was the ones behind me that showed more. They snatched me from my post and I fought, screamed my lungs out. The Company was alerted, and Boromir hustled the startled hobbits into the trees. Gimli and Aragorn stayed with me though, and fought.
The Orcs came too fast and furious for them to do anything about it and I was the one taken. I knew, like I know beauty, that they would be killed, so I called to them to go.
Aragorn understood. Aragorn knew and, tears filling his eyes, took Gimli and ran for the Fellowship, which is more important than one mere elf.
The Orcs took me to their camp. I was their victim for tonight, their fun. They tortured me in a thousand different ways… and I could not let go of my life, for the Fellowship.
But one violated me, took away any hope I had of my life being unchanged after this and replaced it with darkness.
I let myself go. For me, it wasn't the end. I could have another beginning… somewhere else, another time.
But not this time. Don't pity me.
-End-
