Chapter 2: Questions Unanswered
The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden glow to all around. The warmth from her rays gave way to a cool breeze of springtime. If one interpreted this courtyard as tranquil, one would be right......one a different day.
Legolas gently set Ilsaliel on the ground and, out of pure instinct, went for his only close combat weapon available, his knives. He stopped his hand as a voice boomed from behind one of the vehicles.
"Hold it right there, pretty boy!" An officer yelled through a megaphone while ducking behind the door of his car for safety. "Put your hands in the air where I can see them or you and your little girlfriend over there will get pumped full of so many holes you'll be going home in a jar!"
Legolas, slightly confused by the earlier statement, dropped his had at his side. Ocean blue eyes swept the grass-laden courtyard, analyzing the situation. There were at least a couple hundred heavily armed guards surrounding them, and all of them had their weapons aimed at him and Ilsaliel. As much as he loathed doing so, he raised his arms (palms up) above his head as a sign of surrender. Ilsaliel quickly followed suit.
Instantly, they were swarmed by the nearest of the officers. One officer kicked Legolas in the back of his legs, making him fall to his knees. Another pushed and held him to the ground, but Legolas did not dare to struggle, fearing for Ilsaliel's safety. Either way, six men held him in place while another one stripped him of his weapons and quickly handcuffed the helpless elf's hands behind his back.
The officers pulled Legolas to a standing position and dragged him to the nearest police car.
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Ilsaliel fared no better than her elven companion did. She ended up with a split lip and bruised cheek during the hustle. Obviously, the officers loved hitting helpless, unarmed, teenage girls. Once they had Ilsaliel securely handcuffed, the two officers literally threw her into the same car as Legolas.
"Well, I hope you're happy." Ilsaliel said bitterly, sitting up. "You pulled me out of my perfectly normal life only to get me arrested!"
"They were coming for you whether you stayed here or not. If I had not come they would have captured you sooner." Legolas replied calmly, knowing she would not be at all happy with this turn of events.
"Oh, wow, you delayed it for a whole 10 minutes. Big difference." Each syllable was dripping with sarcasm. "At least explain to me why I'm being arrested. If I did something to stir the anger of the government, then I don't remember it."
"All will be revealed in due time." Was all the answer she received.
"What the hell does that mean?" asked Ilsaliel who was getting annoyed from confusion and, of course, getting arrested (not to mention that her wrists hurt from the cuffs, which was definitely not helping her mood).
"It means what it means." Ilsaliel glared at Legolas, mentally noting to rip his pointed ears off of his fare head when she go the chance. Seeing her anger he continued. "You have trusted me this far, please trust me again." His eyes virtually begged for her trust.
Once again, she could not resist trusting this handsome being. Her anger quickly faded into confusion. It was just something about him. He had a familiar aura. Had they met somewhere before? She voiced her question.
"Have we met before?"
Legolas smiled knowingly. She was beginning to remember. In time, she would remember everything from the past. (I just pray we have enough time.) "Yes."
"Why can't you give me a freakin' straight answer?! How did we meet? When? Where?"
"All will be revealed in due time," Legolas repeated, a little more stern. She needed to understand that he could not tell her anything until she started to remember on her own. Even the slightest vague memory would be enough, then he could tell her. If he let anything slip before hand, it could make the remembering process even more emotionally painful.
Ilsaliel sighed angrily. Getting a straight answer from this guy was about as hard as teaching a cat to roll over.
The car jerked forward, beginning their journey to Valar knows where.
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Yay, finally done w/this chapter. I typed it all one handed seeing as though my other hand is occupied with a cup of hot chocolate. *takes a drink* Yummy! Oops, spilt some. Darn my clumsiness. I wasted two perfectly good drops of hot chocolate.
Anyway........
Dimostiel: Tsk tsk tsk, Dimostiel. Death threats will get you no where. Whoa, where did that kind and responsible thought come from? It's just not me! *ahem**recites motto* Force and terror accomplish what kindness and understanding do not. Heh heh heh *laughs evilly* Oh and I do not (and I quote) spend endless hours at home watching TV, reading Legolas fan fics, and playing games on my xbox. (end quote). First of all I hate tv, I was watching LOTR, it's a movie, two totally different things. Secondly, Its not my fault people write interesting stories about the hottest guy in LOTR, LEGOLAS! (Yes that's right, FRODO SUX!) Thirdly, I don't play games on my xbox, I play LOTR FOTR and TTT, they aren't games, and they are life. Without them this world would surly parish. And I know where you live too, some words of advice, don't threaten those who laugh at people's pain. lol (is it my fault it was funny when Harry Potter was dying? Or when Gollum fought with himself? I think not! *laughs at movies*)
Okay, now that I'm out of my melodramatic mode, I'm gonna go get more hot chocolate.
Namarie to elves, humans, hobbits (I guess), silent readers, and reviewers.
*leaves to get hot chocolate*Yummy, chocolaty and marshmellowy goodness.
The sun was high in the sky, casting a golden glow to all around. The warmth from her rays gave way to a cool breeze of springtime. If one interpreted this courtyard as tranquil, one would be right......one a different day.
Legolas gently set Ilsaliel on the ground and, out of pure instinct, went for his only close combat weapon available, his knives. He stopped his hand as a voice boomed from behind one of the vehicles.
"Hold it right there, pretty boy!" An officer yelled through a megaphone while ducking behind the door of his car for safety. "Put your hands in the air where I can see them or you and your little girlfriend over there will get pumped full of so many holes you'll be going home in a jar!"
Legolas, slightly confused by the earlier statement, dropped his had at his side. Ocean blue eyes swept the grass-laden courtyard, analyzing the situation. There were at least a couple hundred heavily armed guards surrounding them, and all of them had their weapons aimed at him and Ilsaliel. As much as he loathed doing so, he raised his arms (palms up) above his head as a sign of surrender. Ilsaliel quickly followed suit.
Instantly, they were swarmed by the nearest of the officers. One officer kicked Legolas in the back of his legs, making him fall to his knees. Another pushed and held him to the ground, but Legolas did not dare to struggle, fearing for Ilsaliel's safety. Either way, six men held him in place while another one stripped him of his weapons and quickly handcuffed the helpless elf's hands behind his back.
The officers pulled Legolas to a standing position and dragged him to the nearest police car.
~*~*~*~*~
Ilsaliel fared no better than her elven companion did. She ended up with a split lip and bruised cheek during the hustle. Obviously, the officers loved hitting helpless, unarmed, teenage girls. Once they had Ilsaliel securely handcuffed, the two officers literally threw her into the same car as Legolas.
"Well, I hope you're happy." Ilsaliel said bitterly, sitting up. "You pulled me out of my perfectly normal life only to get me arrested!"
"They were coming for you whether you stayed here or not. If I had not come they would have captured you sooner." Legolas replied calmly, knowing she would not be at all happy with this turn of events.
"Oh, wow, you delayed it for a whole 10 minutes. Big difference." Each syllable was dripping with sarcasm. "At least explain to me why I'm being arrested. If I did something to stir the anger of the government, then I don't remember it."
"All will be revealed in due time." Was all the answer she received.
"What the hell does that mean?" asked Ilsaliel who was getting annoyed from confusion and, of course, getting arrested (not to mention that her wrists hurt from the cuffs, which was definitely not helping her mood).
"It means what it means." Ilsaliel glared at Legolas, mentally noting to rip his pointed ears off of his fare head when she go the chance. Seeing her anger he continued. "You have trusted me this far, please trust me again." His eyes virtually begged for her trust.
Once again, she could not resist trusting this handsome being. Her anger quickly faded into confusion. It was just something about him. He had a familiar aura. Had they met somewhere before? She voiced her question.
"Have we met before?"
Legolas smiled knowingly. She was beginning to remember. In time, she would remember everything from the past. (I just pray we have enough time.) "Yes."
"Why can't you give me a freakin' straight answer?! How did we meet? When? Where?"
"All will be revealed in due time," Legolas repeated, a little more stern. She needed to understand that he could not tell her anything until she started to remember on her own. Even the slightest vague memory would be enough, then he could tell her. If he let anything slip before hand, it could make the remembering process even more emotionally painful.
Ilsaliel sighed angrily. Getting a straight answer from this guy was about as hard as teaching a cat to roll over.
The car jerked forward, beginning their journey to Valar knows where.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Yay, finally done w/this chapter. I typed it all one handed seeing as though my other hand is occupied with a cup of hot chocolate. *takes a drink* Yummy! Oops, spilt some. Darn my clumsiness. I wasted two perfectly good drops of hot chocolate.
Anyway........
Dimostiel: Tsk tsk tsk, Dimostiel. Death threats will get you no where. Whoa, where did that kind and responsible thought come from? It's just not me! *ahem**recites motto* Force and terror accomplish what kindness and understanding do not. Heh heh heh *laughs evilly* Oh and I do not (and I quote) spend endless hours at home watching TV, reading Legolas fan fics, and playing games on my xbox. (end quote). First of all I hate tv, I was watching LOTR, it's a movie, two totally different things. Secondly, Its not my fault people write interesting stories about the hottest guy in LOTR, LEGOLAS! (Yes that's right, FRODO SUX!) Thirdly, I don't play games on my xbox, I play LOTR FOTR and TTT, they aren't games, and they are life. Without them this world would surly parish. And I know where you live too, some words of advice, don't threaten those who laugh at people's pain. lol (is it my fault it was funny when Harry Potter was dying? Or when Gollum fought with himself? I think not! *laughs at movies*)
Okay, now that I'm out of my melodramatic mode, I'm gonna go get more hot chocolate.
Namarie to elves, humans, hobbits (I guess), silent readers, and reviewers.
*leaves to get hot chocolate*Yummy, chocolaty and marshmellowy goodness.