Title: Soul Taker
Author: Keladieea
Summary: There is a taker, and there is a giver. One fierce and dangerous, feasting off the souls of elves, gaining strength, to ultimately become the end of all Middle-Earth. This One is the Soul Taker.
Author's Note: This is an AU. The Fellowship was never formed, and the ring was destroyed after Islidor destroyed Sauron.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoTR, but I own my little world and its characters
Read and Review please!
Soul Taker
Chapter Fourteen: In the Wind We Lay Our Trust
"Legolas!" Came an almost childlike cry.
"Animayla, must you scream?" Legolas smiled at her.
"That I must." Animayla, tall and beautiful, wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
"I have missed you." He whispered and laid his head on her shoulder.
"And I have missed you as well." Animayla ran a hand through his hair.
"How have you been? Busy with my father in the royal court?" Legolas winked at her as they pulled apart.
"Yes. Tending to the business that this kingdom demands." Animayla led him down the halls.
"The palace has changed." Legolas glanced about.
"You have been gone long years." Animayla became quickly silent.
"I am sorry." Legolas smiled, and kissed her forehead.
"All has been forgiven." Animayla opened the door to his room, "We dared not change your room, however."
"And for that I thank you." Legolas looked around his room.
He eyes fell upon a green dress that lay at the foot of his bed. The green dress belonged to Irisaylia.
"We did not touch her things, either." Animayla whispered behind him.
"In the years, I had forgotten. I did not want to, but alas, I had to." Legolas moved forward, "She has not come to my dreams, nor has she tortured my mind in the last few years."
"You are moving on." Animayla placed a hand on his shoulders, "But are you ready to love again?"
He turned towards her, "What are you asking, Animayla?" "For the last twenty or so years I have waited for you, Legolas. I have waited for you to come riding up on a stallion. I have waited for you to take me into your arms, and tell me that you love me. Long years have I waited for you to forget my aunt." Animayla trembled.
"Animayla." Legolas leaned forward, and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "Long years you will have to wait, for I do not wish to love again."
"Legolas." Her voice was broken.
"You must sleep now, Animayla. Would you like me to accompany you back to your room?" Legolas asked.
"No." She replied shortly, and turned away.
Legolas watched her leave, regret for hurting her filling him. After his door was shut, he ventured onto the balcony.
He pulled a rose from his pocket, it was what he had been seeking all those years.
He had left Mirkwood shortly after learning of Irisaylia's death, in search of where she had died. He found it, with the help of Aragorn, and in the very spot she had been killed was a rose. A single rose. He had plucked the rose from her grave site, and kept it in his pocket.
After Aragorn had left for Gondor, Legolas did not want to return to Mirkwood. It was to soon. So he became a drifter. But all his drifting eventually led him home, to where he belonged.
"I will never be able to let go, but I will live on." Legolas whispered, and lifted the rose into the air.
He let it go, and its petals spread through the wind like wildfire. He laid his trust in the wind to bring him hope.
Morning came to soon, and Legolas was reluctant to join his father and Animayla for breakfast.
"It is good to see your face again, my son." Thranduil greeted him like he had never left.
Animayla, however, did not bid him a good morning. She did not even look in his direction while breakfast was served. "Father, I want to plant roses in our garden. I want roses to be everywhere." Legolas told his father as they ate.
"And why is that?" Thranduil raised an eyebrow.
"They remind me of Irisaylia." Legolas said quietly.
Animayla let out a 'Humph' and threw her napkin onto the table.
"Good day, your Highness." She addressed Thranduil and left the room, her velvet red dress swooshing behind her.
"I am sorry ada, but I must follow." Legolas stood and quickly followed Animayla.
Legolas found Animayla by the lake.
"Are you upset with me, Animayla?" Legolas asked softly and cautiously.
"If you must know.I am indeed upset with you Legolas Greenleaf." Animayla's voice rose.
"It's not very lady like to raise your voice." Legolas replied softly.
"I do not care, Legolas. What say in the matter do you have any way? It's not very manly like to waste away at the mere thought of a long lost love." Animayla growled.
"It is when that long lost love was the only person you ever loved." Legolas said, his voice still even.
"She is dead, Legolas! Irisaylia is never coming back! Why can you not move on?" Animayla turned and screamed at him, "Maybe you are better off without her!"
"Don't you ever say that." Legolas advanced on her and grabbed her by the shoulders, "I love her. I always will."
"Let me go." Animayla demanded.
"You were better as a naïve little child, do you know that? Now that you are a grown woman, you still act like you are young. You still want things your way. It was cute when you were little, but not now." Legolas' eyes burned deep with hatred, "How dare you insult Irisaylia. How dare you call yourself her niece. I will never love you, Animayla. Never."
He released Animayla so suddenly that she cried out.
"Get away from me." He hissed.
Animayla fled back to the palace.
'Probably to tell my father that I hurt her.' Legolas thought bitterly.
It was then that the skies darkened and the booming of drums was heard. And a single rose fell into Legolas' lap.
"You waited." Sounded a voice.
Author: Keladieea
Summary: There is a taker, and there is a giver. One fierce and dangerous, feasting off the souls of elves, gaining strength, to ultimately become the end of all Middle-Earth. This One is the Soul Taker.
Author's Note: This is an AU. The Fellowship was never formed, and the ring was destroyed after Islidor destroyed Sauron.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoTR, but I own my little world and its characters
Read and Review please!
Soul Taker
Chapter Fourteen: In the Wind We Lay Our Trust
"Legolas!" Came an almost childlike cry.
"Animayla, must you scream?" Legolas smiled at her.
"That I must." Animayla, tall and beautiful, wrapped her arms around him in a hug.
"I have missed you." He whispered and laid his head on her shoulder.
"And I have missed you as well." Animayla ran a hand through his hair.
"How have you been? Busy with my father in the royal court?" Legolas winked at her as they pulled apart.
"Yes. Tending to the business that this kingdom demands." Animayla led him down the halls.
"The palace has changed." Legolas glanced about.
"You have been gone long years." Animayla became quickly silent.
"I am sorry." Legolas smiled, and kissed her forehead.
"All has been forgiven." Animayla opened the door to his room, "We dared not change your room, however."
"And for that I thank you." Legolas looked around his room.
He eyes fell upon a green dress that lay at the foot of his bed. The green dress belonged to Irisaylia.
"We did not touch her things, either." Animayla whispered behind him.
"In the years, I had forgotten. I did not want to, but alas, I had to." Legolas moved forward, "She has not come to my dreams, nor has she tortured my mind in the last few years."
"You are moving on." Animayla placed a hand on his shoulders, "But are you ready to love again?"
He turned towards her, "What are you asking, Animayla?" "For the last twenty or so years I have waited for you, Legolas. I have waited for you to come riding up on a stallion. I have waited for you to take me into your arms, and tell me that you love me. Long years have I waited for you to forget my aunt." Animayla trembled.
"Animayla." Legolas leaned forward, and pressed a kiss to her forehead, "Long years you will have to wait, for I do not wish to love again."
"Legolas." Her voice was broken.
"You must sleep now, Animayla. Would you like me to accompany you back to your room?" Legolas asked.
"No." She replied shortly, and turned away.
Legolas watched her leave, regret for hurting her filling him. After his door was shut, he ventured onto the balcony.
He pulled a rose from his pocket, it was what he had been seeking all those years.
He had left Mirkwood shortly after learning of Irisaylia's death, in search of where she had died. He found it, with the help of Aragorn, and in the very spot she had been killed was a rose. A single rose. He had plucked the rose from her grave site, and kept it in his pocket.
After Aragorn had left for Gondor, Legolas did not want to return to Mirkwood. It was to soon. So he became a drifter. But all his drifting eventually led him home, to where he belonged.
"I will never be able to let go, but I will live on." Legolas whispered, and lifted the rose into the air.
He let it go, and its petals spread through the wind like wildfire. He laid his trust in the wind to bring him hope.
Morning came to soon, and Legolas was reluctant to join his father and Animayla for breakfast.
"It is good to see your face again, my son." Thranduil greeted him like he had never left.
Animayla, however, did not bid him a good morning. She did not even look in his direction while breakfast was served. "Father, I want to plant roses in our garden. I want roses to be everywhere." Legolas told his father as they ate.
"And why is that?" Thranduil raised an eyebrow.
"They remind me of Irisaylia." Legolas said quietly.
Animayla let out a 'Humph' and threw her napkin onto the table.
"Good day, your Highness." She addressed Thranduil and left the room, her velvet red dress swooshing behind her.
"I am sorry ada, but I must follow." Legolas stood and quickly followed Animayla.
Legolas found Animayla by the lake.
"Are you upset with me, Animayla?" Legolas asked softly and cautiously.
"If you must know.I am indeed upset with you Legolas Greenleaf." Animayla's voice rose.
"It's not very lady like to raise your voice." Legolas replied softly.
"I do not care, Legolas. What say in the matter do you have any way? It's not very manly like to waste away at the mere thought of a long lost love." Animayla growled.
"It is when that long lost love was the only person you ever loved." Legolas said, his voice still even.
"She is dead, Legolas! Irisaylia is never coming back! Why can you not move on?" Animayla turned and screamed at him, "Maybe you are better off without her!"
"Don't you ever say that." Legolas advanced on her and grabbed her by the shoulders, "I love her. I always will."
"Let me go." Animayla demanded.
"You were better as a naïve little child, do you know that? Now that you are a grown woman, you still act like you are young. You still want things your way. It was cute when you were little, but not now." Legolas' eyes burned deep with hatred, "How dare you insult Irisaylia. How dare you call yourself her niece. I will never love you, Animayla. Never."
He released Animayla so suddenly that she cried out.
"Get away from me." He hissed.
Animayla fled back to the palace.
'Probably to tell my father that I hurt her.' Legolas thought bitterly.
It was then that the skies darkened and the booming of drums was heard. And a single rose fell into Legolas' lap.
"You waited." Sounded a voice.