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To Sauron:
*Throws back head laughing evilly*
"Yes, I am evil aren't?"
*Door bell rings, goes to open it. Sees Saruman and thousand or orcs*
".. "
*coughs nervously*
"I've posted the next chapter!"
*Saruman and orcs look at one another, shrug then walk away*
" .. "
*Slams door shut*
Phew!
ANYWAY..Here's the next chapter!! Read + Review and read the bottom!! Thanks to all that reviewed *sniff* I lub you!!
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Aragorn scowled once he caught sight of the elven army. Their faces were hidden behind metal masks. Not that it was needed, for the natural face of an elf was one that held even less emotion then the masks. He watched as Haldir pulled *his* elf into a tight embrace wrapping his arms around *his* elf's slender waist. Jealousy surged like fire through the man's veins. His jaw clenched, and his hand instinctively went to sword. How much he would enjoy it to slice that arrogant elf's head off. As if reading the mind of the fuming human, Haldir raised a dark eyebrow, followed by a condescending smirk at the man. The Guardian whispered something into Legolas's ear. Aragorn strained to hear. But failed. He did not have the all the gifts of the elves. Legolas however, heard quite well as he nodded and disappeared out of sight. Haldir then turned his full attention on the young man. His smile no longer lingered. Instead, he stared darkly at Aragorn, who was more then happy to return the favor.
If looks could kill.
Aragorn was the first to move towards Haldir, who remained emotionless. The man moved close enough coming to stand mere inches away from the elf. The pair were staring into each other's eyes defiantly, each individual daring the one opposite to speak first.
"There was a time when elves and men fought and died side by side, I am here to honor that vow." Haldir's clear, emotionless voice rang out.
Aragorn didn't answer. Instead he pulled Haldir into an embrace, one very much unlike that of Legolas and Haldir's. The man wrapped his own arms around Haldir's that lay by his side, constricting his movement. Completely catching Haldir off-guard, he proceeded to tighten his grip on the elf until he heard him gasp for breath before he leaned towards the Guardian's ear.
"I would love nothing more then to have you die by my side." Aragorn whispered threateningly, his anger and jealousy getting the better of him, before pulling away.
Any other who were watching this may have assumed it was an act of comradeship maybe even friendship, but the elf and the man that stood in the middle of everyone's attention knew better. They continued to stand there, staring at one another for some time before Haldir turned away.
"If you excuse me, I do not wish to keep Legolas waiting. We have much to catch up on."
That sentence alone caused the man to burn within. Haldir smirked, tilting his head to the side. He knew he had won this round.
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Legolas sat patiently alone in the room, wringing his hands and chewing on his bottom lip nervously. Legolas knew Haldir had smelt Aragorn's scent on him. He also knew that Haldir had figured out how. He did not love the Guardian, but he cared for him deeply. He did not want to hurt the charming elf. A loud clank caught Legolas's attention. He raised his head towards the door, which swung open revealing the Guardian who quickly closed the door behind him.
"Haldir, I-"
Haldir raised a forefinger to his lips, signaling Legolas to stop speaking. Silently he moved forward to the elf that, since his departure, had invaded the guardian's dreams night after night.
"You need not to explain yourself to me." He said softly, sweetly running a hand across the flawless cheek of the prince.
"I need to." The older elf ran his thumb across Legolas's bottom lip, shaking his head slightly.
"Say nothing, let me just treasure this moment. Remember you as the way you are." His voice held an indescribable tone, the same emotion behind his dark, steel colored eyes.
Legolas was confused. "Haldir, I do not know what you mean."
"Hush my beloved." He cupped Legolas's face in his hands, staring directly into his sapphire blue eyes. "Remember me."
He then kissed Legolas, preventing him from speaking, from asking more questions. The prince tried to pull away. He did not know what Haldir meant. Remember him? He could not help but fall into this kiss. The intimate touch held so much passion and affection. Haldir always had this effect on him. Legolas closed his eyes letting Haldir's kiss consume him, letting Haldir pour his heart and soul into this one, perfect kiss. Slowly the Mirkwood prince felt himself lowered towards the bed behind him and Haldir rolling on top of him. Legolas's eyes flickered open when Haldir finally pulled away for breath.
Haldir gently ran his fingers through Legolas's golden locks, seemingly admiring the younger elf's beauty. His face no longer held the pride Haldir always portrayed. His eyes didn't seem to have the light of arrogance. His lips were a straight, hard line, showing no sign of his usual cocky smirk. In a way, the elf Legolas was staring at was not Haldir. It seemed a part of him faded, a part of him was lost.
"What is wrong Haldir?"
"What do you mean, my sweet prince?"
"You seem distressed, I think-"
Haldir pressed his finger to his lips cutting him off. This was frustrating Legolas. Why did Haldir not let him finish?
"Do not think, beautiful one." He said before claiming Legolas's lips with his own once again. Soon enough, Legolas could not think very much except for how good Haldir's lips felt against his skin. He truly was the bringer of pleasure.
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Haldir left the serenity of the room, leaving a sleeping Legolas behind. He needed to be alone with his own thoughts. The words of Galadriel were still fresh in his mind.
((Flash back))
"The men will fail, they will all die."
Haldir stood silently before the Lady of the Woods, his head bowed in respect.
'All?' he thought.
"Yes." She answered, reading her Guardian's mind. "They can not withstand the mighty uruk-hai army."
"You have foreseen this?" "Yes." Haldir swallowed hard, if they all died this also meant Legolas. "It does." She said passively, reading his thoughts once more, confirming Haldir's greatest fear. "However, there is a way you can prevent the death of men."
The Guardian raised his head slightly looking at Galadriel. "A way? What way?"
"You and your army shall go to Helm's Deep and fight side by side with the men of Rohan."
"And this will ensure their victory?"
"Yes."
"And Legolas?"
"He will live."
Haldir felt his own heart return to its steady pace. Legolas would live!
"Then I shall go."
"Your interference with man's business will cost you dearly, Haldir."
"Whatever it shall be I will pay it. I can not let Legolas die."
"Not even if it shall cost you your own life." Haldir had to take a step back, his own life? He looked away. Both his mind and heart was torn. How could he choose? "You have until the morn to decide."
With that, the Lady of the Woods glided away, leaving a very alone, very confused, and very heart broken Haldir behind in his own thoughts.
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At dawn, Haldir and his troops stood ready as Galadriel came into view. She beckoned to have a private word with her guardian who obligingly followed. He knew what she would say.
"You knew I would go." He said before she could speak.
She nodded. "Yes. Though, I was hoping you would not." a tone of sadness was betrayed in her voice. "Before you go I wish to say, your fate has not yet been sealed."
"I have already made my decision."
"And yet your life still may be saved. It lies in the hands of the one you would least expect."
Haldir didn't answer somewhat confused. "I would least expect?"
Galadriel nodded, and as perplexed as Haldir was he did not question anymore. He knew, as always, her words would sooner or later would make sense.
"Take care, Haldir." He nodded, raising a hand across his chest as a sign of respect, and a formal way of saying goodbye. "Return to me."
((End flash back))
And still the Lady's words made little sense. Haldir had already assumed the worst. Either way he would lose Legolas, and it tore at him. It pained him in a way that no words he knew could describe. He rested his hand on a stone pillar, lifting his head to the darkening skies.
// "The one you least expect." //
But who?
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A/N: Ok! If you guys haven't figured it out yet, *YOU* are least expected ones. Haldir's life rests in *YOUR* hands. Ok, so technically it's not really you but in reality it is. I'm actually torn I have no idea whether to kill our beloved Guardian or let him live. So I'm relying on all of you to do the right thing, whatever it may be. I count all votes and if you could state a reason on your decision I'd like to see your point of view and were your coming from.
Thankies! Lub ya all!! ^-^
Don't forget to review too!! AND you can vote as many times as you want but no spamming!!
To Sauron:
*Throws back head laughing evilly*
"Yes, I am evil aren't?"
*Door bell rings, goes to open it. Sees Saruman and thousand or orcs*
".. "
*coughs nervously*
"I've posted the next chapter!"
*Saruman and orcs look at one another, shrug then walk away*
" .. "
*Slams door shut*
Phew!
ANYWAY..Here's the next chapter!! Read + Review and read the bottom!! Thanks to all that reviewed *sniff* I lub you!!
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Aragorn scowled once he caught sight of the elven army. Their faces were hidden behind metal masks. Not that it was needed, for the natural face of an elf was one that held even less emotion then the masks. He watched as Haldir pulled *his* elf into a tight embrace wrapping his arms around *his* elf's slender waist. Jealousy surged like fire through the man's veins. His jaw clenched, and his hand instinctively went to sword. How much he would enjoy it to slice that arrogant elf's head off. As if reading the mind of the fuming human, Haldir raised a dark eyebrow, followed by a condescending smirk at the man. The Guardian whispered something into Legolas's ear. Aragorn strained to hear. But failed. He did not have the all the gifts of the elves. Legolas however, heard quite well as he nodded and disappeared out of sight. Haldir then turned his full attention on the young man. His smile no longer lingered. Instead, he stared darkly at Aragorn, who was more then happy to return the favor.
If looks could kill.
Aragorn was the first to move towards Haldir, who remained emotionless. The man moved close enough coming to stand mere inches away from the elf. The pair were staring into each other's eyes defiantly, each individual daring the one opposite to speak first.
"There was a time when elves and men fought and died side by side, I am here to honor that vow." Haldir's clear, emotionless voice rang out.
Aragorn didn't answer. Instead he pulled Haldir into an embrace, one very much unlike that of Legolas and Haldir's. The man wrapped his own arms around Haldir's that lay by his side, constricting his movement. Completely catching Haldir off-guard, he proceeded to tighten his grip on the elf until he heard him gasp for breath before he leaned towards the Guardian's ear.
"I would love nothing more then to have you die by my side." Aragorn whispered threateningly, his anger and jealousy getting the better of him, before pulling away.
Any other who were watching this may have assumed it was an act of comradeship maybe even friendship, but the elf and the man that stood in the middle of everyone's attention knew better. They continued to stand there, staring at one another for some time before Haldir turned away.
"If you excuse me, I do not wish to keep Legolas waiting. We have much to catch up on."
That sentence alone caused the man to burn within. Haldir smirked, tilting his head to the side. He knew he had won this round.
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Legolas sat patiently alone in the room, wringing his hands and chewing on his bottom lip nervously. Legolas knew Haldir had smelt Aragorn's scent on him. He also knew that Haldir had figured out how. He did not love the Guardian, but he cared for him deeply. He did not want to hurt the charming elf. A loud clank caught Legolas's attention. He raised his head towards the door, which swung open revealing the Guardian who quickly closed the door behind him.
"Haldir, I-"
Haldir raised a forefinger to his lips, signaling Legolas to stop speaking. Silently he moved forward to the elf that, since his departure, had invaded the guardian's dreams night after night.
"You need not to explain yourself to me." He said softly, sweetly running a hand across the flawless cheek of the prince.
"I need to." The older elf ran his thumb across Legolas's bottom lip, shaking his head slightly.
"Say nothing, let me just treasure this moment. Remember you as the way you are." His voice held an indescribable tone, the same emotion behind his dark, steel colored eyes.
Legolas was confused. "Haldir, I do not know what you mean."
"Hush my beloved." He cupped Legolas's face in his hands, staring directly into his sapphire blue eyes. "Remember me."
He then kissed Legolas, preventing him from speaking, from asking more questions. The prince tried to pull away. He did not know what Haldir meant. Remember him? He could not help but fall into this kiss. The intimate touch held so much passion and affection. Haldir always had this effect on him. Legolas closed his eyes letting Haldir's kiss consume him, letting Haldir pour his heart and soul into this one, perfect kiss. Slowly the Mirkwood prince felt himself lowered towards the bed behind him and Haldir rolling on top of him. Legolas's eyes flickered open when Haldir finally pulled away for breath.
Haldir gently ran his fingers through Legolas's golden locks, seemingly admiring the younger elf's beauty. His face no longer held the pride Haldir always portrayed. His eyes didn't seem to have the light of arrogance. His lips were a straight, hard line, showing no sign of his usual cocky smirk. In a way, the elf Legolas was staring at was not Haldir. It seemed a part of him faded, a part of him was lost.
"What is wrong Haldir?"
"What do you mean, my sweet prince?"
"You seem distressed, I think-"
Haldir pressed his finger to his lips cutting him off. This was frustrating Legolas. Why did Haldir not let him finish?
"Do not think, beautiful one." He said before claiming Legolas's lips with his own once again. Soon enough, Legolas could not think very much except for how good Haldir's lips felt against his skin. He truly was the bringer of pleasure.
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Haldir left the serenity of the room, leaving a sleeping Legolas behind. He needed to be alone with his own thoughts. The words of Galadriel were still fresh in his mind.
((Flash back))
"The men will fail, they will all die."
Haldir stood silently before the Lady of the Woods, his head bowed in respect.
'All?' he thought.
"Yes." She answered, reading her Guardian's mind. "They can not withstand the mighty uruk-hai army."
"You have foreseen this?" "Yes." Haldir swallowed hard, if they all died this also meant Legolas. "It does." She said passively, reading his thoughts once more, confirming Haldir's greatest fear. "However, there is a way you can prevent the death of men."
The Guardian raised his head slightly looking at Galadriel. "A way? What way?"
"You and your army shall go to Helm's Deep and fight side by side with the men of Rohan."
"And this will ensure their victory?"
"Yes."
"And Legolas?"
"He will live."
Haldir felt his own heart return to its steady pace. Legolas would live!
"Then I shall go."
"Your interference with man's business will cost you dearly, Haldir."
"Whatever it shall be I will pay it. I can not let Legolas die."
"Not even if it shall cost you your own life." Haldir had to take a step back, his own life? He looked away. Both his mind and heart was torn. How could he choose? "You have until the morn to decide."
With that, the Lady of the Woods glided away, leaving a very alone, very confused, and very heart broken Haldir behind in his own thoughts.
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At dawn, Haldir and his troops stood ready as Galadriel came into view. She beckoned to have a private word with her guardian who obligingly followed. He knew what she would say.
"You knew I would go." He said before she could speak.
She nodded. "Yes. Though, I was hoping you would not." a tone of sadness was betrayed in her voice. "Before you go I wish to say, your fate has not yet been sealed."
"I have already made my decision."
"And yet your life still may be saved. It lies in the hands of the one you would least expect."
Haldir didn't answer somewhat confused. "I would least expect?"
Galadriel nodded, and as perplexed as Haldir was he did not question anymore. He knew, as always, her words would sooner or later would make sense.
"Take care, Haldir." He nodded, raising a hand across his chest as a sign of respect, and a formal way of saying goodbye. "Return to me."
((End flash back))
And still the Lady's words made little sense. Haldir had already assumed the worst. Either way he would lose Legolas, and it tore at him. It pained him in a way that no words he knew could describe. He rested his hand on a stone pillar, lifting his head to the darkening skies.
// "The one you least expect." //
But who?
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A/N: Ok! If you guys haven't figured it out yet, *YOU* are least expected ones. Haldir's life rests in *YOUR* hands. Ok, so technically it's not really you but in reality it is. I'm actually torn I have no idea whether to kill our beloved Guardian or let him live. So I'm relying on all of you to do the right thing, whatever it may be. I count all votes and if you could state a reason on your decision I'd like to see your point of view and were your coming from.
Thankies! Lub ya all!! ^-^
Don't forget to review too!! AND you can vote as many times as you want but no spamming!!