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Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
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Chapter 20
Twins of Rivendell
The inhabitants of Rivendell are a very peaceful breed of elves, especially when one compares them to the likes of the wood elves. While the elves of the wood leaped from trees and practiced archery for their entertainment, the elves of Rivendell would go about their business calmly and would mostly keep to themselves. Legolas of course wasn't used to this, given that he was from Mirkwood.
He sat on a bench that was in a plaza towards the center of the city, quite bored. Back in Mirkwood, people would talk to you or at least give you a friendly word... while the elves there in Rivendell would barely glance and Legolas. Legolas thought he would never feel this way... but he was starting to miss Mirkwood.
Even if his two brothers where there, still despising him because of Aduialaha, he wanted to go back. He knew he would never be accepted back into the society with open arms, so he knew that he would have to try to make these feelings leave him...
His mother would have excepted him... she would have held her arms open to him, forgetting the past and only thinking of the present. But no... as always he would have to live on without... but sometimes it didn't seem worth the effort. Why should he always live through life with pain? Was there any way to stop it? It just isn't fair...
"What are you pondering?" Asked a voice from behind him.
Legolas turned to see two pairs of dark hair and gray eyes. Before him were the sons of Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir. Legolas had only been properly introduced to them once, and it had been hundreds of years ago.
"It is an honor to see you after so long," one of the twins told Legolas.
"You have grown," the other twin mentioned.
"I have looked the same since no less than two thousand years," Legolas told him.
"But you are no longer happy," the same twin told Legolas.
"And how would you know?" Legolas asked, not appreciating the topic. "How would you or your brother know anything of me? I can't even tell you apart, so you do not know me well enough."
"Your eyes betray you Legolas," the other twin said frowning. "You can't hide anything from us as long as they shine dully compared to the previous luster they bore the last we saw you."
The twins then gave up on waiting for an invitation to sit and invited themselves, sitting on either side of Legolas. Legolas was about to get up and leave the twins, but he decided against it... at least they were being sociable.
"If you are going to speak to me, at least tell me who you are so I may tell you apart," Legolas told them.
"Fine," one twin asked. "I am Elrohir. You shall know me by being the one lacking a cloak."
With that said, Elrohir removed the cloak he was wearing, leaving Elladan identifiable because he still wore his black cloak.
"Now," Elladan started. "Tell us about your departure from Mirkwood."
"How do you know of this?" Legolas asked, not liking the new topic already.
"Word gets to Rivendell quickly, Legolas," Elrohir replied. "We would like to here your side of the story though. I for one find it hard to believe that you did such things that we heard."
"What if I don't agree to this?" Legolas asked, outraged that they were trying to show they had power over him. "What business of yours is this?"
"It is none of our own," Elladan replied.
"But if you don't comply, we will tell father the side of the story your brothers gave us," Elrohir told Legolas.
"My brothers word are not to be trusted," Legolas said, hate filling his eyes. "They are the ones that made me leave."
"Then is the death of Aduialaha false?" Elrohir asked.
Legolas rose from the bench and began to leave the twins. He had no reason to tell them what they wanted to here... He was trying to forget about Aduialaha...
"Then it is true," Legolas heard Elladan him say to Elrohir, only recognizing it was him by the cloak on his shoulders.
"Yes!" Legolas yelled, turning and facing them. "I am responsible for his death! Is that what they told you? Did they tell you that it should have been me and not him?"
"Legolas, we did...," Elladan tried to start, but Legolas wasn't quite finished.
"Silence!" Legolas yelled, walking back to them. "Do you know how much I wished it was me instead of him? He had happiness, respect, dreams, and a fa..." Legolas bit his lip before he said the next line, lowering his voice.
"He had a father!" Legolas yelled, the sadness visible in his face.
"I have none of this! Don't you see? It was the Gods will to let me die! But he took the arrow and let me live..."
"Legolas," Elladan said while there was a pause. "I apologize, my friend."
Legolas began to walk away, but a gloved hand on his shoulder made him stop. The hand wasn't forcing him to stop. It was more like the person whom the hand belonged to was asking for Legolas to listed. Legolas didn't turn around, but he listened to what Elrohir had to say.
"If you ever need to talk, Legolas," Elrohir said. "We are here. We know what it is like to lose someone important to us. We have also lost a mother."
"I will not be able to decide now," Legolas replied, walking away from the brothers.
It was if they were meant to help Legolas, and he knew it. He had a feeling that told him he should stay and let them listen... but he fought it. And even though Legolas left them and remained on his own, he didn't feel alone anymore...
(A/N: I actually like this chapter... but I could have done better. I will probably revise it, but right now I don't have the time (its nighttime and I have school tomorrow) to do it now. I think you would prefer me to post this and notify when the revision is complete. I never realized how cool Elladan and Elrohir were until now. I plan to make them a bigger part... they are just so unique and cool! *.*
Bad news though...
Henneth Annûn (one of the places that I submitted my story to for archiving) denied me... My self-esteem has hit rock bottom... it made me really sad. They didn't tell me what was wrong with it, they just told me it was denied...
So I would like to request my readers to tell me what I can improve... and be HEARTLESS (well... not MEAN... but pick out the tiny things). I would like to try and revise what I have so for and just ULTIMATELY improve the story and try re-submitting again. I now want to be on the archive WORSE than before. My goal is to be on there and I wont stop until I do :). Please help me in the process anyway you can. Someone told me that it is very hard to get accepted, so I will earn my way into it.
If you have a long list or just want to help me constantly, feel free to e-mail me or contact me on AIM. This information it in my profile. PLEASE help me! I actually can't assure chapters as often because right now I think I suck at writing... as I said before: My self esteem has hit rock bottom. SO! Help would be nice!
Thanks!)
Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Chapter 20
Twins of Rivendell
The inhabitants of Rivendell are a very peaceful breed of elves, especially when one compares them to the likes of the wood elves. While the elves of the wood leaped from trees and practiced archery for their entertainment, the elves of Rivendell would go about their business calmly and would mostly keep to themselves. Legolas of course wasn't used to this, given that he was from Mirkwood.
He sat on a bench that was in a plaza towards the center of the city, quite bored. Back in Mirkwood, people would talk to you or at least give you a friendly word... while the elves there in Rivendell would barely glance and Legolas. Legolas thought he would never feel this way... but he was starting to miss Mirkwood.
Even if his two brothers where there, still despising him because of Aduialaha, he wanted to go back. He knew he would never be accepted back into the society with open arms, so he knew that he would have to try to make these feelings leave him...
His mother would have excepted him... she would have held her arms open to him, forgetting the past and only thinking of the present. But no... as always he would have to live on without... but sometimes it didn't seem worth the effort. Why should he always live through life with pain? Was there any way to stop it? It just isn't fair...
"What are you pondering?" Asked a voice from behind him.
Legolas turned to see two pairs of dark hair and gray eyes. Before him were the sons of Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir. Legolas had only been properly introduced to them once, and it had been hundreds of years ago.
"It is an honor to see you after so long," one of the twins told Legolas.
"You have grown," the other twin mentioned.
"I have looked the same since no less than two thousand years," Legolas told him.
"But you are no longer happy," the same twin told Legolas.
"And how would you know?" Legolas asked, not appreciating the topic. "How would you or your brother know anything of me? I can't even tell you apart, so you do not know me well enough."
"Your eyes betray you Legolas," the other twin said frowning. "You can't hide anything from us as long as they shine dully compared to the previous luster they bore the last we saw you."
The twins then gave up on waiting for an invitation to sit and invited themselves, sitting on either side of Legolas. Legolas was about to get up and leave the twins, but he decided against it... at least they were being sociable.
"If you are going to speak to me, at least tell me who you are so I may tell you apart," Legolas told them.
"Fine," one twin asked. "I am Elrohir. You shall know me by being the one lacking a cloak."
With that said, Elrohir removed the cloak he was wearing, leaving Elladan identifiable because he still wore his black cloak.
"Now," Elladan started. "Tell us about your departure from Mirkwood."
"How do you know of this?" Legolas asked, not liking the new topic already.
"Word gets to Rivendell quickly, Legolas," Elrohir replied. "We would like to here your side of the story though. I for one find it hard to believe that you did such things that we heard."
"What if I don't agree to this?" Legolas asked, outraged that they were trying to show they had power over him. "What business of yours is this?"
"It is none of our own," Elladan replied.
"But if you don't comply, we will tell father the side of the story your brothers gave us," Elrohir told Legolas.
"My brothers word are not to be trusted," Legolas said, hate filling his eyes. "They are the ones that made me leave."
"Then is the death of Aduialaha false?" Elrohir asked.
Legolas rose from the bench and began to leave the twins. He had no reason to tell them what they wanted to here... He was trying to forget about Aduialaha...
"Then it is true," Legolas heard Elladan him say to Elrohir, only recognizing it was him by the cloak on his shoulders.
"Yes!" Legolas yelled, turning and facing them. "I am responsible for his death! Is that what they told you? Did they tell you that it should have been me and not him?"
"Legolas, we did...," Elladan tried to start, but Legolas wasn't quite finished.
"Silence!" Legolas yelled, walking back to them. "Do you know how much I wished it was me instead of him? He had happiness, respect, dreams, and a fa..." Legolas bit his lip before he said the next line, lowering his voice.
"He had a father!" Legolas yelled, the sadness visible in his face.
"I have none of this! Don't you see? It was the Gods will to let me die! But he took the arrow and let me live..."
"Legolas," Elladan said while there was a pause. "I apologize, my friend."
Legolas began to walk away, but a gloved hand on his shoulder made him stop. The hand wasn't forcing him to stop. It was more like the person whom the hand belonged to was asking for Legolas to listed. Legolas didn't turn around, but he listened to what Elrohir had to say.
"If you ever need to talk, Legolas," Elrohir said. "We are here. We know what it is like to lose someone important to us. We have also lost a mother."
"I will not be able to decide now," Legolas replied, walking away from the brothers.
It was if they were meant to help Legolas, and he knew it. He had a feeling that told him he should stay and let them listen... but he fought it. And even though Legolas left them and remained on his own, he didn't feel alone anymore...
(A/N: I actually like this chapter... but I could have done better. I will probably revise it, but right now I don't have the time (its nighttime and I have school tomorrow) to do it now. I think you would prefer me to post this and notify when the revision is complete. I never realized how cool Elladan and Elrohir were until now. I plan to make them a bigger part... they are just so unique and cool! *.*
Bad news though...
Henneth Annûn (one of the places that I submitted my story to for archiving) denied me... My self-esteem has hit rock bottom... it made me really sad. They didn't tell me what was wrong with it, they just told me it was denied...
So I would like to request my readers to tell me what I can improve... and be HEARTLESS (well... not MEAN... but pick out the tiny things). I would like to try and revise what I have so for and just ULTIMATELY improve the story and try re-submitting again. I now want to be on the archive WORSE than before. My goal is to be on there and I wont stop until I do :). Please help me in the process anyway you can. Someone told me that it is very hard to get accepted, so I will earn my way into it.
If you have a long list or just want to help me constantly, feel free to e-mail me or contact me on AIM. This information it in my profile. PLEASE help me! I actually can't assure chapters as often because right now I think I suck at writing... as I said before: My self esteem has hit rock bottom. SO! Help would be nice!
Thanks!)