Disclaimer: I, sadly, can claim nothing other than the creativity that I put
into this and any original characters that may emerge. The rest of
Middle-earth and its inhabitants belong to J. R. R. Tolkien and associates.
Summary: AU. In a world where elves are hunted by men and taken as slaves,
one man must learn to overcome what he has been taught and see things as they
truly are, with the help of two extraordinary people.
A/N: Elvish words are in - -, and translations will be posted at the end of
the chapter. However, my resources are rather limited, so if I cannot find
the Elvish words for something, I'll just put the entire phrase in * *.
Companions
Chapter Five
Thunder crashed as rain streamed down from the darkened sky. Moments later a
flash of lightning filled the air, outlining figures engaged in fierce
battle. Swords met as arrows flew, messengers to the hatred possessed by the
two peoples.
As the wind blew harder, strengthening its harsh grip around them, four of
these figures met together, a sense of great urgency surrounding them.
"We must separate. If we do so, we may have a better hope of escape."
"You are right, -nin ion-. Legolas, go with Elrohir. Elladan, you shall come
with me. Tell whoever you may come across where the next meeting shall take
place. If you are not there, we will leave word in some way."
Shouting bled through the heavy rain, alerting them that their enemy was
near.
Grabbing Elladan's shoulder, Elrond said to the other two elven men, "Go!"
Without a moment of hesitation Legolas sprang forward, pulling his companion
along beside him. They ran for what seemed like hours, defeating what enemies
they faced, and not until later did they realize how badly injured the son
of Elrond was.
Blood flowed freely from a deep cut in his side. They had to stop running so
Legolas could bind the wound with strips of cloth from his already torn
tunic. His concentration was focused solely on helping his friend, and he
did not hear the Men that had begun to surround them. Elrohir, however, did.
"Legolas." The Prince looked up, meeting his friend's gaze.
"Legolas, you must promise me something." The elf's breathing was labored,
his body suffering from exhaustion and lack of blood.
"I will do whatever you ask of me, -nin mellon-."
He looked down as he felt something cool pressed into his palm. "Find her, I
beg of you, and keep this safe until you do. She is the light of our people.
We find her and we find true hope once more. Promise me."
The Men were moving closer with each passing second, creating a circle
around the two elves.
Taking the dying elve's hand, the Prince made his vow. "As long as I am
alive, I shall search for your sister and keep her symbol safe. I promise you
this. I will find the Evenstar."
He did not hear the words his friend had begun to utter for one of the enemy
had at last reached him. The man struck out at him, leaving the elf swimming
in a sea of blackness.
nin ion = my son
nin mellon = my friend
Nathronoelei
"Weaver of Dreams"
May 18, 2002
A/N: Only four more days of school, and then summer begins! I hope you all
know what that means: more writing time for the busy author. YAY! I've missed
having all that time to write.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, and I admit it isn't one of my best.
I was kind of in a rush when I wrote this, so it turned out feeling rather
rushed. LOL. I'll probably go back and write this over later.
So, Legolas has entered. And, unless you haven't read the summary, you must
realize that he joins up with the rest of the group at some point. Hmm, I
wonder how they'll meet... Any guesses?
Also, anyone wish to guess at what Elrohir gave him? Pretty simple I know,
but still. I'm in the mood for a guessing game.
(Hint: I've mentioned it before, in an off way.)
Till next time!
into this and any original characters that may emerge. The rest of
Middle-earth and its inhabitants belong to J. R. R. Tolkien and associates.
Summary: AU. In a world where elves are hunted by men and taken as slaves,
one man must learn to overcome what he has been taught and see things as they
truly are, with the help of two extraordinary people.
A/N: Elvish words are in - -, and translations will be posted at the end of
the chapter. However, my resources are rather limited, so if I cannot find
the Elvish words for something, I'll just put the entire phrase in * *.
Companions
Chapter Five
Thunder crashed as rain streamed down from the darkened sky. Moments later a
flash of lightning filled the air, outlining figures engaged in fierce
battle. Swords met as arrows flew, messengers to the hatred possessed by the
two peoples.
As the wind blew harder, strengthening its harsh grip around them, four of
these figures met together, a sense of great urgency surrounding them.
"We must separate. If we do so, we may have a better hope of escape."
"You are right, -nin ion-. Legolas, go with Elrohir. Elladan, you shall come
with me. Tell whoever you may come across where the next meeting shall take
place. If you are not there, we will leave word in some way."
Shouting bled through the heavy rain, alerting them that their enemy was
near.
Grabbing Elladan's shoulder, Elrond said to the other two elven men, "Go!"
Without a moment of hesitation Legolas sprang forward, pulling his companion
along beside him. They ran for what seemed like hours, defeating what enemies
they faced, and not until later did they realize how badly injured the son
of Elrond was.
Blood flowed freely from a deep cut in his side. They had to stop running so
Legolas could bind the wound with strips of cloth from his already torn
tunic. His concentration was focused solely on helping his friend, and he
did not hear the Men that had begun to surround them. Elrohir, however, did.
"Legolas." The Prince looked up, meeting his friend's gaze.
"Legolas, you must promise me something." The elf's breathing was labored,
his body suffering from exhaustion and lack of blood.
"I will do whatever you ask of me, -nin mellon-."
He looked down as he felt something cool pressed into his palm. "Find her, I
beg of you, and keep this safe until you do. She is the light of our people.
We find her and we find true hope once more. Promise me."
The Men were moving closer with each passing second, creating a circle
around the two elves.
Taking the dying elve's hand, the Prince made his vow. "As long as I am
alive, I shall search for your sister and keep her symbol safe. I promise you
this. I will find the Evenstar."
He did not hear the words his friend had begun to utter for one of the enemy
had at last reached him. The man struck out at him, leaving the elf swimming
in a sea of blackness.
nin ion = my son
nin mellon = my friend
Nathronoelei
"Weaver of Dreams"
May 18, 2002
A/N: Only four more days of school, and then summer begins! I hope you all
know what that means: more writing time for the busy author. YAY! I've missed
having all that time to write.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, and I admit it isn't one of my best.
I was kind of in a rush when I wrote this, so it turned out feeling rather
rushed. LOL. I'll probably go back and write this over later.
So, Legolas has entered. And, unless you haven't read the summary, you must
realize that he joins up with the rest of the group at some point. Hmm, I
wonder how they'll meet... Any guesses?
Also, anyone wish to guess at what Elrohir gave him? Pretty simple I know,
but still. I'm in the mood for a guessing game.
(Hint: I've mentioned it before, in an off way.)
Till next time!