A/N: Yes, I'm still alive. Although I doubt I will be for much longer.
*ducks glass cups being thrown* I swear I don't know how I postponed this
for so long; it just happened. -_-; I know, lame excuse. Well, I guess I
could blame it on a slight case of writer's block.
Please See Chapter 1 For Disclaimer & Summary
Dreams Are Reality
By: Kawaii BlueBear
[Chapter 6]
Both elves were frozen for a split second while watching the orcs run towards them in a very intimidating manner. With their scimitars raised above their heads, their chain mail *clink, clinking* with every stride they took, it was understandable for someone to be terrified of these hellish monsters.
Luckily for Elladan and Elrohir, the orcs' spell lasted for *only* a split second. After that, Elladan took charge.
"Elrohir, take Estel and run back to Rivendell at once. I shall stay behind to give you a clear path," he ordered.
"And leave you here to deal with the creatures! Nay, brother, I will not!" Elrohir protested.
But Elladan cared far too much for Estel to be cowardly at the moment. "Elrohir, go. Go, for the hope of men he will not last much longer."
Torn in two, Elrohir asked, with tears in his eyes, "I will see at home then, right?" And with that, he jumped to the nearest branch and quickly made his way towards Rivendell.
Elladan stood looking serenely at the retreating form of his two brothers. "Of course I will, Ro."
Whoosh!
Ping!
The sounds snapped Elladan out of his trance. Arrows were now being fired at him with no sign of depleting. So, naturally, he retaliated and fired back. Volleys of arrows were being released from both sides and both sides skillfully avoided each arrow. It wasn't until much later that Elladan was hit.
Falling backward from the force, Elladan hit the ground with a low thud. But, the elf knew the orcs would turn towards Elrohir and Estel. That was one thing he couldn't allow to happen.
Somewhere, someone also agreed with him and gave him a jolt of adrenaline that got him up and moving. At the sight of the orcs' running towards him at rapid speeds, he immediately pulled out his blade. When the swarm reached his position, all hell broke loose.
Immediately, the enraged twin started swinging his blade in great arcs, and then brought them down upon the orc that deserved it. He did this over and over again in different motions and patterns until it looked like some kind of complicated dance. Every time he killed an orc, more and more perspiration slid down his entire body, making his hair and clothes cling to his fair skin. One by one, the foul creatures fell to the ground until all were slaughtered, never to walk the earth again
But Elladan's luck was about to run out.
An unseen orc on a near-by hill took out his bow, notched an arrow, and let it fly right into the back of Elladan's right ankle
Unable to support his weight, the elf-twin collapsed onto the body-littered ground. The pain was over-whelming and nearly made him black out. Yet, he still had the strength to whip out his bow and slay the orc that struck him. Then, he crawled over to a near-by tree and slowly pulled himself up with the aid of the tree.
Now that he was up, Elladan searched for a large stick that he could use to help him walk. Luckily, he found one not too far. Then, using the stick like a cane, he slowly limped his way towards Rivendell, hoping that his two brothers' had made it their without difficulty.
At the time, he had no idea how wrong he had been.
~*~
Now on the ground, Elrohir was running on swift feet, careful not to jar Estel so his blood would not circulate the poison quicker than it could. They had left the orcs behind, but they still clutched onto Elrohir's mind. It was a good thing too or he would not have noticed the other evils that surrounded him due to his worry for Estel.
Stopping immediately, Elrohir looked for a spot that could keep Estel hidden from view. He spotted one to his left; it was a ditch under a fallen log. Although Elrohir wished for something a little more concealing, it would have to do.
When he laid Estel down in the ditch, he expected some kind of response from the boy. He got none. This made Elrohir worry for his little brother even more. He was a ghostly white, he was perspiring more than he should, and his body temperature was dangerously high. If Elrohir did not reach Rivendell soon, the future king could very well die.
Quickly leaning down to plant a tender kiss on his brother's hot forehead, he whispered, "Stay strong, little one." Then, he ran back to face the orcs just as the hell-spawn showed their ugly faces.
Much like his twin, Elrohir spun his blade in dangerous, yet beautiful, arcs; except, unlike Elladan, Elrohir had a much graceful air to his attacks. Whether the grace was useful or a burden was unclear seeing as he killed numerous orcs in a flash, but received many injuries himself. Thankfully the list only included lots of cuts and bruises and a not-too- serious cut that ran from his shoulder down to the knuckle of his ring finger.
When the battle looked as if Elrohir would definitely win, the back of a scimitar crashed right onto his collar bone, shattering it on contact. The sudden pain made him drop his weapon and clutch his shoulder. Next thing he knew, he lost his footing and landed flat on his back. Weak and dizzy from the pain in his shoulder and the fall, Elrohir could only lie there.
Using this to his advantage, an orc stood right over the elf with his bow drawn and prepared to end the elf's life when something happened to stop all that.
[TBC.]
A/N: *ducks to avoid flying metal objects* Sorry about the cliffie, but it was the only place that I could end the chappie, honest! Here, have some free virtual brownies.
R2R's:
Elladan: Sorry about another cliffie. Here, a year's supply of free virtual brownies. You know, your predictions are pretty accurate.
Lutris: Yes, his luck is getting worse and worse isn't it?
ThE iNsAnE oNe: You might not be able to hunt me, but I wouldn't mind a game of laser tag. I hope you don't go insane and kill me, because then I can't finish the fic! ^^
Puck: *blushes* Thanxes so much for your lovely review. I luv it so much!
MidnightLoner: Thank God for keyboards, eh? Well, I didn't hurt Estel too much in this chapter now did I?
Mizz-Gal: I hope you like this chapter too. ^^
JKB: I absolutely love titles. They're a great deal of fun.
Please See Chapter 1 For Disclaimer & Summary
Dreams Are Reality
By: Kawaii BlueBear
[Chapter 6]
Both elves were frozen for a split second while watching the orcs run towards them in a very intimidating manner. With their scimitars raised above their heads, their chain mail *clink, clinking* with every stride they took, it was understandable for someone to be terrified of these hellish monsters.
Luckily for Elladan and Elrohir, the orcs' spell lasted for *only* a split second. After that, Elladan took charge.
"Elrohir, take Estel and run back to Rivendell at once. I shall stay behind to give you a clear path," he ordered.
"And leave you here to deal with the creatures! Nay, brother, I will not!" Elrohir protested.
But Elladan cared far too much for Estel to be cowardly at the moment. "Elrohir, go. Go, for the hope of men he will not last much longer."
Torn in two, Elrohir asked, with tears in his eyes, "I will see at home then, right?" And with that, he jumped to the nearest branch and quickly made his way towards Rivendell.
Elladan stood looking serenely at the retreating form of his two brothers. "Of course I will, Ro."
Whoosh!
Ping!
The sounds snapped Elladan out of his trance. Arrows were now being fired at him with no sign of depleting. So, naturally, he retaliated and fired back. Volleys of arrows were being released from both sides and both sides skillfully avoided each arrow. It wasn't until much later that Elladan was hit.
Falling backward from the force, Elladan hit the ground with a low thud. But, the elf knew the orcs would turn towards Elrohir and Estel. That was one thing he couldn't allow to happen.
Somewhere, someone also agreed with him and gave him a jolt of adrenaline that got him up and moving. At the sight of the orcs' running towards him at rapid speeds, he immediately pulled out his blade. When the swarm reached his position, all hell broke loose.
Immediately, the enraged twin started swinging his blade in great arcs, and then brought them down upon the orc that deserved it. He did this over and over again in different motions and patterns until it looked like some kind of complicated dance. Every time he killed an orc, more and more perspiration slid down his entire body, making his hair and clothes cling to his fair skin. One by one, the foul creatures fell to the ground until all were slaughtered, never to walk the earth again
But Elladan's luck was about to run out.
An unseen orc on a near-by hill took out his bow, notched an arrow, and let it fly right into the back of Elladan's right ankle
Unable to support his weight, the elf-twin collapsed onto the body-littered ground. The pain was over-whelming and nearly made him black out. Yet, he still had the strength to whip out his bow and slay the orc that struck him. Then, he crawled over to a near-by tree and slowly pulled himself up with the aid of the tree.
Now that he was up, Elladan searched for a large stick that he could use to help him walk. Luckily, he found one not too far. Then, using the stick like a cane, he slowly limped his way towards Rivendell, hoping that his two brothers' had made it their without difficulty.
At the time, he had no idea how wrong he had been.
~*~
Now on the ground, Elrohir was running on swift feet, careful not to jar Estel so his blood would not circulate the poison quicker than it could. They had left the orcs behind, but they still clutched onto Elrohir's mind. It was a good thing too or he would not have noticed the other evils that surrounded him due to his worry for Estel.
Stopping immediately, Elrohir looked for a spot that could keep Estel hidden from view. He spotted one to his left; it was a ditch under a fallen log. Although Elrohir wished for something a little more concealing, it would have to do.
When he laid Estel down in the ditch, he expected some kind of response from the boy. He got none. This made Elrohir worry for his little brother even more. He was a ghostly white, he was perspiring more than he should, and his body temperature was dangerously high. If Elrohir did not reach Rivendell soon, the future king could very well die.
Quickly leaning down to plant a tender kiss on his brother's hot forehead, he whispered, "Stay strong, little one." Then, he ran back to face the orcs just as the hell-spawn showed their ugly faces.
Much like his twin, Elrohir spun his blade in dangerous, yet beautiful, arcs; except, unlike Elladan, Elrohir had a much graceful air to his attacks. Whether the grace was useful or a burden was unclear seeing as he killed numerous orcs in a flash, but received many injuries himself. Thankfully the list only included lots of cuts and bruises and a not-too- serious cut that ran from his shoulder down to the knuckle of his ring finger.
When the battle looked as if Elrohir would definitely win, the back of a scimitar crashed right onto his collar bone, shattering it on contact. The sudden pain made him drop his weapon and clutch his shoulder. Next thing he knew, he lost his footing and landed flat on his back. Weak and dizzy from the pain in his shoulder and the fall, Elrohir could only lie there.
Using this to his advantage, an orc stood right over the elf with his bow drawn and prepared to end the elf's life when something happened to stop all that.
[TBC.]
A/N: *ducks to avoid flying metal objects* Sorry about the cliffie, but it was the only place that I could end the chappie, honest! Here, have some free virtual brownies.
R2R's:
Elladan: Sorry about another cliffie. Here, a year's supply of free virtual brownies. You know, your predictions are pretty accurate.
Lutris: Yes, his luck is getting worse and worse isn't it?
ThE iNsAnE oNe: You might not be able to hunt me, but I wouldn't mind a game of laser tag. I hope you don't go insane and kill me, because then I can't finish the fic! ^^
Puck: *blushes* Thanxes so much for your lovely review. I luv it so much!
MidnightLoner: Thank God for keyboards, eh? Well, I didn't hurt Estel too much in this chapter now did I?
Mizz-Gal: I hope you like this chapter too. ^^
JKB: I absolutely love titles. They're a great deal of fun.
