The Woods of Fear and Pain
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas are separated in a forest, and Legolas is captured. Can Aragorn reach him in time, or will he be too late to save his friend? NOT SLASH!!!
Disclaimer: I only own the man and the plot! Everything else belongs to the great J.R.R. Tolkien.
Thanks to all my reviewers!!!!
Wilwarin: Ok, here's the second chapter, I'm glad you find the story interesting! Flashgriffin: Lol, it was actually fun writing the torture..anyway there's going to be a LOT more. Glad you like it! Kelly L.K: I'll write more, and I'll review your stories too. :) Nenwe: Thanks for reviewing, but since this is my story I'll make Legolas how I want him to be. Charlene: Glad u like it, I dunno if this chapter is all that exciting, but the next Legolas POV will be!
Chapter 2: Aragorn POV
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I ran into the trees while Legolas ran the other way. I examined the ground, looking for an orc footprint or any other sign that they were there, but could find nothing. I searched for a while, losing track of time, unaware that the sunlight was fading, and stars were starting to appear in the sky.
My head snapped up when I heard a scream of pain. It sounded like someone familiar.
"Legolas?" I yelled, running back to where we separated, but of course, he wasn't there. I heard another scream; only this time someone was screaming my name. I knew it was Legolas, something was wrong; my friend was in trouble.
I ran through the forest, searching for my elf-friend, listening for any sounds that might lead me to him.
"Legolas!" I yelled, desperate now. I began panicking, ripping branches out of my way and looking around wildly. I didn't hear any more screams from my friend; the only sound I could hear was my heavy breathing and my feet pounding on the ground as I ran.
What if he was dead? What if he's badly injured? Horrible thoughts flashed through my mind as I hopelessly searched for the elf. Soon it became so dark I could barely see my own hand in front of my face.
I cautiously walked forward, trying not to run into a tree or stumble over a root. I had to find my friend; he was in danger. I felt my way through the woods, but how the Valar was I supposed to find him being blind? Suddenly, I stumbled over a long stick on the ground, and picked it up.
"Of course," I whispered, and made a small fire, sticking the top of the stick into the flames until it started to burn. Using the stick as a torch, I made my way through the dense forest, hoping to find my captured friend.
Soon, my weary legs finally gave way. I had to stop, I couldn't go on, but I had to find Legolas, I couldn't just leave him to be tormented to death. I shivered, but stood up. I was going to look for him until I fell dead.
Breathing in, sword out, I ran through the trees, ready to find and help my friend.
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I know, that was short, but review and tell me what you think!
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas are separated in a forest, and Legolas is captured. Can Aragorn reach him in time, or will he be too late to save his friend? NOT SLASH!!!
Disclaimer: I only own the man and the plot! Everything else belongs to the great J.R.R. Tolkien.
Thanks to all my reviewers!!!!
Wilwarin: Ok, here's the second chapter, I'm glad you find the story interesting! Flashgriffin: Lol, it was actually fun writing the torture..anyway there's going to be a LOT more. Glad you like it! Kelly L.K: I'll write more, and I'll review your stories too. :) Nenwe: Thanks for reviewing, but since this is my story I'll make Legolas how I want him to be. Charlene: Glad u like it, I dunno if this chapter is all that exciting, but the next Legolas POV will be!
Chapter 2: Aragorn POV
*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*
I ran into the trees while Legolas ran the other way. I examined the ground, looking for an orc footprint or any other sign that they were there, but could find nothing. I searched for a while, losing track of time, unaware that the sunlight was fading, and stars were starting to appear in the sky.
My head snapped up when I heard a scream of pain. It sounded like someone familiar.
"Legolas?" I yelled, running back to where we separated, but of course, he wasn't there. I heard another scream; only this time someone was screaming my name. I knew it was Legolas, something was wrong; my friend was in trouble.
I ran through the forest, searching for my elf-friend, listening for any sounds that might lead me to him.
"Legolas!" I yelled, desperate now. I began panicking, ripping branches out of my way and looking around wildly. I didn't hear any more screams from my friend; the only sound I could hear was my heavy breathing and my feet pounding on the ground as I ran.
What if he was dead? What if he's badly injured? Horrible thoughts flashed through my mind as I hopelessly searched for the elf. Soon it became so dark I could barely see my own hand in front of my face.
I cautiously walked forward, trying not to run into a tree or stumble over a root. I had to find my friend; he was in danger. I felt my way through the woods, but how the Valar was I supposed to find him being blind? Suddenly, I stumbled over a long stick on the ground, and picked it up.
"Of course," I whispered, and made a small fire, sticking the top of the stick into the flames until it started to burn. Using the stick as a torch, I made my way through the dense forest, hoping to find my captured friend.
Soon, my weary legs finally gave way. I had to stop, I couldn't go on, but I had to find Legolas, I couldn't just leave him to be tormented to death. I shivered, but stood up. I was going to look for him until I fell dead.
Breathing in, sword out, I ran through the trees, ready to find and help my friend.
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I know, that was short, but review and tell me what you think!
