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It was like the whole world stopped turning at that moment. No one could do a thing but watch as the sword hit flesh. It all happened so fast no one could yell out a warning till it was to late. Legolas went limp as the sword hit his chest, blood running down from the wound. Everyone, elf and human, just stared as Celva pulled out the bloody sword and held it up for all to see, like a trophy he won for the first time.
"At last, he dies," Celva said. "Let this be a lession for all elves who cross my path."
"Legolas," Strider whispered. He looked up when he felt blood hit his head and Roboto. He just watched one friend die and now his long time friend was just killed in front of him. Legolas was above him and he didn't even try to help. He laid Roboto down on the ground, folding his hands over his chest, and stood up to see Legolas. The wound in the chest was deep and already he was loseing to much blood. In a few minutes he would be gone from this world. He turned to face a smiling Celva, which made him even madder.
"You baster (SP?)!" (Dumb question. Is that how you spell it?)
"Now, now. That was just one. I could kill all the other elves here. Starting with this one." He threw the sword at Elladan.
Elladan saw the sword coming at him, and he didn't have enough time to move, so he moved just an inch over to Elrohir, hoping the weapon will hit his shoulder instead of his chest. He waited for the sword, but it never came. He saw Elrohir push him away and the sword passed them, hitting the ground. Elladan let out his breath he didn't know he held in. He saw his brother standing up and smiled.
"You are so slow," Elrohir joked. His joke stopped when he heard Celva yell. He looked up and saw an arrow in the kings chest. He knew who shot the arrow. He looked up and saw Alca holding his bow in front of him, breathing hard. Big brother to the rescue.
Thranduil didn't say anything to Alca. He only walked down the small hill they stood on and walked up to Legolas. He touched his youngest son on the face and tears slowly made there way down his face. He turned around when he heard gasps and saw his other sons. They too had tears running down their faces. Mirkwood elves never showed emotion, but they didn't care. The youngest prince of Mirkwood was dying in front of them.
Alca, Feaelen, and Runya looked at Strider and bowed their heads a little. They looked over at Celva and saw he pulled the arrow out of his chest, blood running down his chest, soaking his shirt. Runya and Feaelen wanted to kill him right there so they took one step, but a command made them stop. Not from their father, but Lord Elrond.
"Runya and Feaelen. Stop where you are," Elrond said. He walked up to them and laid a hand on their shoulders. "Legolas still breaths and being this violent will not help him. Help my sons get him down and to the guards. There is a healer waiting."
"What about adar?" Alca asked. His eyes not leaving Celva.
"We have to talk to King Celva," Elrond said. "Although I think you all should hear this. Elladan, go get the heal and bring him here."
"Yes adar."
"What is all this?" Celva asked. "I do not want to talk to you. You all are liars and killers. Not careing about anyone but yourselves. You make everyone think your nice and helpful but really you kill and lie!"
"Are you done now?" Elrond asked. He walked up to Thranduil and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and sighed.
"I guess we must." He walked up with Elrond and they stood in front of Celva, blocking his eyesight to Legolas and the healer. "King Celva. We must talk to you about what happened."
"Why? You don't know nothing about me or what happened. Unless you now read minds."
"We were there," Elrond said. "We saw the whole thing. The fight and your parents murder."
"What! You two were there! Were you the ones who killed them? Right in front of a little boy who only wanted to find his parents and be with them!"
"Shut up and listen!" Thranduil barked. He never raised his voice like that so it shocked everyone. Even Elrond. "You will listen and listen good. The elves did not kill your parents, King Nester and Queen Elizabeth."
"You are an elf so you will defend an elf," Celva said. He pulled out two arrows and held them out for them to see. The arrows had dried blood on it. Human blood. "These were the arrows that killed them. Right in the heart. I saved them so everyone will know elves are not perfect like we thought. I wanted so much to kill all the elves there that day. I didn't though. I waited till I was old enough to take the throne and that's when I started to think of a way to get those elves back."
"Like we said, we were there and saw the whole thing. The elf that killed your parents was not an elf," Thranduil said. "The fight took place at night. All orcs attack at night it seems. I was fighting next to Elrond. We saw an Orc running towards some people and we decided to help them. We didn't want the villagers to fight a battle they could die from. I saw an Orc raise the bow and aimed at your father. I ran up to him, hoping to get there before he let the arrow go, but I was to late."
"See! You can run faster than any human and any animal, but you can't run to an Orc and kill it before it kill my father!"
"Listen to him!" Elrond yelled. "If you would just listen instead of jumping to conclusion, you would know what happened!"
Thranduil just looked at Celva and continued.
*Flashback*
I ran as fast as I could to get that Orc. I looked to my right and saw who he was aiming at. He was aiming at Queen Elizabeth. Your mother. I knew I couldn't stop him so I ran to her instead. I just made it and pushed her out of the way as the arrow flew by. I helped her up and told her to go back to palace and take you with her. She said she was looking for you. I told her to go home and I will being him to her. She nodded and headed to the palace or so I thought.
"Queen Elizabeth," a guard said. "Your son is still out there. The elves are looking for him, but they can't get anywhere with all these Orcs."
"Then I shall find my son myself." She ran back to the battle, dodging arrows and Orcs. She didn't find Prince Celva, but she did find her husband. An elf with dark hair was running towards her as an elf with blond hair ran towards King Nester. She didn't pay mind to them. She only wanted to find her son. She didn't know what was going on until an arrow shot her husband in the chest as the blond hair elf got to him. The elf was to late to save her husband. She knew he was only trying to help but an Orc stopped him. She ran towards her husband and elf but a voice rang in her ear.
"Queen Elizabeth. Please stay right there!"
She turned her heard and saw the blacked haired elf getting closer to her. She didn't listen to him. She had to be with her husband and so she took off once more. As she got close to her husband she saw her son running the other direction. She wasn't paying attention to what was going on around her until she felt something hit her chest. She looked down and saw blood running from an arrow wound. She fell to the ground, landing on her husband. She saw the two elves who tryed to save them and smiled.
"Please. Watch over my son, Prince Celva. Tell him it was not your fault but the fault of love." She smiled one last time and then her eyes closed for good.
*End of flashback. Confused yet?*
"That's what happened," Thranduil finished. He looked away from Celva and knelt next to Legolas, who was covered with bandages, but breathing and awake.
"Adar?"
"Right here Legolas." Thranduil pulled his youngest to his chest and rocked back and forth. His other sons were right there too.
"I don't believe it," Celva said. He looked up once more, tears running down his face. "I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" He pulled out his last dagger and threw it at Elrond.
Reviewers:
Earendilstar: Well, I updated so put that whip down or I will tell my guard dog Fluffy to attack :)
lothlorien leaf: Well, I know I'm evil and the weather in San Benito was great. Hope this makes it up to ya.
person named bob: Hi bob. Yes a cliff hanger and guess what? I left you with another cliff hanger. Hahahahahaaha. Now to stop the story here and leave. *Starts to walk to Texas.*
MoroTheWolfGod: I went to San Benito, TX. You are right. I loved it and really didn't want to leave but I got homesick *Cries for her dog* Well, here's an update.
Thank you all for reading and I'm not sorry one bit about leaving you with a cliff hanger. I also noticed that this title doesn't really fit in with this story, so I was thinking about redoing this story, start all over. *Runs behind Rei-Neko as grenades are thrown at author. Then runs from Rei-Neko, who waves a bat in the air. Ladies and gentleman the author will not be updating for three years. Therapy and all.*
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It was like the whole world stopped turning at that moment. No one could do a thing but watch as the sword hit flesh. It all happened so fast no one could yell out a warning till it was to late. Legolas went limp as the sword hit his chest, blood running down from the wound. Everyone, elf and human, just stared as Celva pulled out the bloody sword and held it up for all to see, like a trophy he won for the first time.
"At last, he dies," Celva said. "Let this be a lession for all elves who cross my path."
"Legolas," Strider whispered. He looked up when he felt blood hit his head and Roboto. He just watched one friend die and now his long time friend was just killed in front of him. Legolas was above him and he didn't even try to help. He laid Roboto down on the ground, folding his hands over his chest, and stood up to see Legolas. The wound in the chest was deep and already he was loseing to much blood. In a few minutes he would be gone from this world. He turned to face a smiling Celva, which made him even madder.
"You baster (SP?)!" (Dumb question. Is that how you spell it?)
"Now, now. That was just one. I could kill all the other elves here. Starting with this one." He threw the sword at Elladan.
Elladan saw the sword coming at him, and he didn't have enough time to move, so he moved just an inch over to Elrohir, hoping the weapon will hit his shoulder instead of his chest. He waited for the sword, but it never came. He saw Elrohir push him away and the sword passed them, hitting the ground. Elladan let out his breath he didn't know he held in. He saw his brother standing up and smiled.
"You are so slow," Elrohir joked. His joke stopped when he heard Celva yell. He looked up and saw an arrow in the kings chest. He knew who shot the arrow. He looked up and saw Alca holding his bow in front of him, breathing hard. Big brother to the rescue.
Thranduil didn't say anything to Alca. He only walked down the small hill they stood on and walked up to Legolas. He touched his youngest son on the face and tears slowly made there way down his face. He turned around when he heard gasps and saw his other sons. They too had tears running down their faces. Mirkwood elves never showed emotion, but they didn't care. The youngest prince of Mirkwood was dying in front of them.
Alca, Feaelen, and Runya looked at Strider and bowed their heads a little. They looked over at Celva and saw he pulled the arrow out of his chest, blood running down his chest, soaking his shirt. Runya and Feaelen wanted to kill him right there so they took one step, but a command made them stop. Not from their father, but Lord Elrond.
"Runya and Feaelen. Stop where you are," Elrond said. He walked up to them and laid a hand on their shoulders. "Legolas still breaths and being this violent will not help him. Help my sons get him down and to the guards. There is a healer waiting."
"What about adar?" Alca asked. His eyes not leaving Celva.
"We have to talk to King Celva," Elrond said. "Although I think you all should hear this. Elladan, go get the heal and bring him here."
"Yes adar."
"What is all this?" Celva asked. "I do not want to talk to you. You all are liars and killers. Not careing about anyone but yourselves. You make everyone think your nice and helpful but really you kill and lie!"
"Are you done now?" Elrond asked. He walked up to Thranduil and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and sighed.
"I guess we must." He walked up with Elrond and they stood in front of Celva, blocking his eyesight to Legolas and the healer. "King Celva. We must talk to you about what happened."
"Why? You don't know nothing about me or what happened. Unless you now read minds."
"We were there," Elrond said. "We saw the whole thing. The fight and your parents murder."
"What! You two were there! Were you the ones who killed them? Right in front of a little boy who only wanted to find his parents and be with them!"
"Shut up and listen!" Thranduil barked. He never raised his voice like that so it shocked everyone. Even Elrond. "You will listen and listen good. The elves did not kill your parents, King Nester and Queen Elizabeth."
"You are an elf so you will defend an elf," Celva said. He pulled out two arrows and held them out for them to see. The arrows had dried blood on it. Human blood. "These were the arrows that killed them. Right in the heart. I saved them so everyone will know elves are not perfect like we thought. I wanted so much to kill all the elves there that day. I didn't though. I waited till I was old enough to take the throne and that's when I started to think of a way to get those elves back."
"Like we said, we were there and saw the whole thing. The elf that killed your parents was not an elf," Thranduil said. "The fight took place at night. All orcs attack at night it seems. I was fighting next to Elrond. We saw an Orc running towards some people and we decided to help them. We didn't want the villagers to fight a battle they could die from. I saw an Orc raise the bow and aimed at your father. I ran up to him, hoping to get there before he let the arrow go, but I was to late."
"See! You can run faster than any human and any animal, but you can't run to an Orc and kill it before it kill my father!"
"Listen to him!" Elrond yelled. "If you would just listen instead of jumping to conclusion, you would know what happened!"
Thranduil just looked at Celva and continued.
*Flashback*
I ran as fast as I could to get that Orc. I looked to my right and saw who he was aiming at. He was aiming at Queen Elizabeth. Your mother. I knew I couldn't stop him so I ran to her instead. I just made it and pushed her out of the way as the arrow flew by. I helped her up and told her to go back to palace and take you with her. She said she was looking for you. I told her to go home and I will being him to her. She nodded and headed to the palace or so I thought.
"Queen Elizabeth," a guard said. "Your son is still out there. The elves are looking for him, but they can't get anywhere with all these Orcs."
"Then I shall find my son myself." She ran back to the battle, dodging arrows and Orcs. She didn't find Prince Celva, but she did find her husband. An elf with dark hair was running towards her as an elf with blond hair ran towards King Nester. She didn't pay mind to them. She only wanted to find her son. She didn't know what was going on until an arrow shot her husband in the chest as the blond hair elf got to him. The elf was to late to save her husband. She knew he was only trying to help but an Orc stopped him. She ran towards her husband and elf but a voice rang in her ear.
"Queen Elizabeth. Please stay right there!"
She turned her heard and saw the blacked haired elf getting closer to her. She didn't listen to him. She had to be with her husband and so she took off once more. As she got close to her husband she saw her son running the other direction. She wasn't paying attention to what was going on around her until she felt something hit her chest. She looked down and saw blood running from an arrow wound. She fell to the ground, landing on her husband. She saw the two elves who tryed to save them and smiled.
"Please. Watch over my son, Prince Celva. Tell him it was not your fault but the fault of love." She smiled one last time and then her eyes closed for good.
*End of flashback. Confused yet?*
"That's what happened," Thranduil finished. He looked away from Celva and knelt next to Legolas, who was covered with bandages, but breathing and awake.
"Adar?"
"Right here Legolas." Thranduil pulled his youngest to his chest and rocked back and forth. His other sons were right there too.
"I don't believe it," Celva said. He looked up once more, tears running down his face. "I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" He pulled out his last dagger and threw it at Elrond.
Reviewers:
Earendilstar: Well, I updated so put that whip down or I will tell my guard dog Fluffy to attack :)
lothlorien leaf: Well, I know I'm evil and the weather in San Benito was great. Hope this makes it up to ya.
person named bob: Hi bob. Yes a cliff hanger and guess what? I left you with another cliff hanger. Hahahahahaaha. Now to stop the story here and leave. *Starts to walk to Texas.*
MoroTheWolfGod: I went to San Benito, TX. You are right. I loved it and really didn't want to leave but I got homesick *Cries for her dog* Well, here's an update.
Thank you all for reading and I'm not sorry one bit about leaving you with a cliff hanger. I also noticed that this title doesn't really fit in with this story, so I was thinking about redoing this story, start all over. *Runs behind Rei-Neko as grenades are thrown at author. Then runs from Rei-Neko, who waves a bat in the air. Ladies and gentleman the author will not be updating for three years. Therapy and all.*