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Summary: After the death of his friend, Aragorn falls into depression, and there may only be one person who can draw him out of it.
How Can I Survive
Chapter 7
"Elladan, stop it" Arwen cried, when she saw her brother punch the man she loved. Elrohir tried to pull his twin off of Estel, but to no avail, all he got was a shove from Elladan. Elrohir stumbled a bit which isn't normal for an elf. He probably would have fallen if Arwen hadn't grabbed onto his arm.
After Aragorn had fallen on the grass Elladan went down on his knees and continued hitting the man. The Dunedin had grass and dirt stains on his black leggings as did Elladan on his navy blue ones.
"How could you" Elladan asked the man. "How could you?." The elf got no answer which made him angrier. Estel couldn't answer because his spilt blood was all in his mouth and stopping him from doing so.
Elrohir was eventually able to pull his twin of Aragorn. "Stop it" he shouted "Your going to kill him." Elrohir was holding Elladan by his arms because the older elf was very irrational right now. It was true, if Aragorn had any more beating to the face it was likely he would choke on his own blood.
Arwen was on the ground tending to the fallen man. "Are you alright?" she asked very concerned. "I will be fine" he answered as he stood up. He walked over to the twins, which probably wasn't the best thing to do at the time.
"E..Elladan…I" "Shut up" the elf yelled. He pushed Elrohir away again, and Elrohir was getting a bit annoyed with this. Elladan then went over to Estel and pinned him up against a birch tree. He had his forearm braced up against the man's throat and had him dangling centimetres off the ground.
Arwen ran over to them, but she was stopped by Elrohir. He was worried about what his brother might do right now. The older twin was always known to have a temper and Elrohir didn't want Arwen to get involved. Or more involved than she already was.
"Let me go" she cried. She was in hysterics and didn't know what to do. Without another thought she kicked her brother's leg, so he would let her go. Just as she wanted, his grip loosened and she slipped out of his grasp.
She ran over to the tree that two of the most important people in her life were stationed at.
"Stop it, release him" she shouted to her brother. "Get out of here Arwen" he said, his eyes still focused intently on Aragorn. She was again stumped on a plan of action to take. So she did what she had before. Arwen slapped Elladan on the side of his head. He was not expecting his younger sister to do this, so like Elrohir he let go of the person he was holding.
Aragorn fell to the ground, his face was red from the lack of oxygen to his lungs.
"Arwen, what do you think you are doing" Elladan demanded loudly. They were staring into each others eyes, neither wanting to be the one to back out.
Knowing that neither one of his siblings would do it, Elrohir dropped down to the side of the man he once considered to be a brother. He didn't know if he could do that anymore, considering the circumstances.
"Estel" he called. "I'm okay" Aragorn answered struggling to get up on his feet, but was stopped by Elrohir. "You don't want to get up to quickly, you might end up falling back down, and in your present state that is very likely" the elf said in a flat tone. He couldn't say he wasn't angry, but maybe his twin had taken it to far.
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The racket from the four individuals by the gardens of Imladris, had awoken Elrond from a sound sleep.
Wondering what it was the lord went to investigate. He was met by his friend in one of the hallways.
"The noise awoke you as well" Glorfindel said. It was a statement not a question. No matter what, he would have gotten the same reply. "Yes mellon nin, and I have a feeling I know who it is."
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Arwen and Elladan's gaze never left one another. Leaving Estel on the ground, Elrohir walked over to them.
"Listen, I don't care how mad either of you are right now, I have had enough. Do you hear me, I have had enough. I have been shoved and kicked by both of you, and now you don't even have the courtesy to help me tend to Estel" he shouted.
"There will be no need for that Elrohir, Estel can wait" the angry voice bellowed. The three standing elves along with the fallen human all turned their heads in panic.
The lord of Imladris was standing behind them and he had fury written all over his ceaseless face. But at the scene laid out before his eyes, Estel on the ground bleeding, Arwen and Elladan staring each other down both ignoring their brother, even Elrond may have gained a wrinkle to his fair face.
Glorfindel had run over to Aragorn and was helping him to his feet.
"Would any of you care to explain to me the situation you find yourselves in?" the Peredhil asked visibly annoyed that this be the reason he was awoken out of his deep slumber.
"It's a long story" Arwen began. "Okay fine, Aragorn go to the houses of healing and I will meet you there, in the morning you will all explain to me what happened."
What do you think? Let me know. Sorry this one was short but a got a bus load of hmwk. AHHHH help. Does anyone really like doing hmwk? Beats me.
