Here's chapter two! Enjoy! For a full disclaimer, see chapter 1.
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Legolas lay, curled in a soft chair. He hated the power his elder possessed. It made him so helpless to defend himself. His back and ribs hurt like he had never felt before, and yet the pain was so familiar. Memories flooded his mind at that realization, and he started sobbing. He stayed perfectly still for hours, his body cramping in protest.
There was no way he was going to survive this.
'No,' Legolas thought firmly. 'I have to make it through this. For Ada, and for Elrohir.' And that was that. He simply could not leave Elrohir or his father to die. Not like this.
It took him a few minutes, but the prince was finally able to clear his mind. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on his father's mind.
Sheer panic shot through him when pitch-blackness entered his own mind. A numbing cold soon followed. It couldn't be. his father was not dead. He would not accept it.
Then it came. A small sliver of color- of thought. Legolas let go of the breath he didn't know he had been holding. It was okay. The king was unconscious, but not dead.
Legolas, feeling better at the thought of his father still alive, pulled himself together and managed to work up the strength to leave his room.
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Legolas knocked softly on the doors to the his friend's room. "Elrohir?"
The Noldor elf stopped his pacing. He had heard Legolas' voice. hadn't he?
"Legolas?"
"It is I."
The Noldor elf smiled. Things were okay, because Legolas was here. He opened his door.
"Listen to me, Elrohir. My father lives. I know he does. We have to find him."
"Wait, Legolas, why didn't you try to contact me earlier?"
There was a pause before Legolas answered, in which he stared at the ground intensely.
"I was otherwise engaged."
"Oh for the sake of the Valar, what happened?"
Another pause. Elrohir was beginning to grow worried. "Legolas. Are you okay?"
"I am fine."
"What happened?"
Yet another pause. Elrohir panicked. "What did he do to you?"
"Calm down, my friend." Neither elf said anything. Finally, Legolas spoke again. "I think the poison finally left my body."
"Valar knows you don't need that in your system now. What did he do? And if you hesitate again in your reply, I will beat the answer out of you."
Legolas thought for a minute. "My grandfather requests our presence at breakfast tomorrow."
"And?"
"I think it would be folly at this point to turn him down."
"Then we go."
"I will come get you when the hour nears. Do not open this door until I come for you."
"Are you sure you're all right, Legolas?"
The prince smiled to himself. Lying through his teeth, he replied, "Yes."
"Okay. So now what do we do?"
"We sleep. The hour is late and we will need our rest." Before Elrohir could protest, Legolas was retreating back to his own room.
Sleep. It was good in theory, but Legolas knew he would not be able to convince his aching body to do it.
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Late that night, long before dawn crept into the sky, Legolas woke with a jerk. His hand went instinctively to his knives.
"Put them down, boy."
Legolas sat up. "Grandfather," he cringed at the fear that crept into his voice. He hated showing weakness, especially to his grandfather.
"Get up, Legolas."
The prince made a quick grab at his knives, then rolled off his bed and onto his feet.
The elder elf shook his head impatiently. "That was not wise, boy. Remember that I have both Elrohir and your father to hang over your head."
Legolas said nothing, but heard the distinct slide of sword being unsheathed. He suddenly realized how wrong this was. Oropher was family, no matter how much everyone wanted to deny the fact. He could not fight his grandfather to the death.
"What do you want?"
"First of all, Legolas, manners from you would be a wise thing to learn. Didn't I teach you that lesson earlier? Secondly, put your knives away."
Legolas purposefully made a loud noise as he set his weapons on table nearby. "They are out of my reach."
He heard the slide of the sword as it too was put away. "Your father now believes you to be dead."
"So is that it? You came to kill me?"
"No, I still have need of you, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun along the way." Even in the dark, Legolas could see the elder smiling wickedly as he advanced on his grandson.
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To my reviewers: (There were so many of you! Wow!)
Arayelle Lynn: Aw, thank you! I hope you will like this one.
Legolas' fanatical fan girl: Well now that name is a mouthful. Have you tried saying that ten times fast? Wow. Anyway, thanks for the review and I hope this wait wasn't too long!
Sky: A familiar face! Hm, yeah, I think you will see that the statement may actually extend to Oropher as well. We shall see. Just so you know, your review gave me a really good idea for a future adventure for Legolas. I actually already wrote part of it. Thanks for that! When the story comes up, I'll dedicate it to ya. (My muse left me for a while, so you made a great replacement!) I'm going to put a few more contrast things in here too. Jeez, you are just really cool! Thanks for the review, and PLEASE keep p with your writing! You're good at it.
Laswen: Thank you! I hope you liked this chapter as well.
Helena: Oh believe me, a lot is going to happen to Legolas in the very near future. Lol, thanks for reviewing! I appreciate it!
Lady Larvle of Mirkwood: Thank you, thank you! Hope this was soon enough. Thank you for the kind words!
Gilraen3: Thank you, as always! Hope you found this one all right. Hey! You did find it! Thank you, thank you! That means a lot!
Bec: Yeah, school tends to do that to you. I still have a week and a half before I have to deal with it again. Ugh, my updates may not be as frequent after that. Haha, you were about to die? I swear, one of these days, I am gonna make you wait a REALLY long time for the next update. (No, as far as you know, I'm not really that mean, lol.) Uhm, oops. Estel's not in this one. He's in the next one, but this one is relatively short. You need this plotline to introduce Estel, though. Sorry! He has a HUGE role in the next two stories, though. I mean, absolutely HUGE. I think it will become clearer in the next chapter as to what's going on. Enjoy!
Nikki: Yeah, it's out. Hope you've found it!
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Legolas lay, curled in a soft chair. He hated the power his elder possessed. It made him so helpless to defend himself. His back and ribs hurt like he had never felt before, and yet the pain was so familiar. Memories flooded his mind at that realization, and he started sobbing. He stayed perfectly still for hours, his body cramping in protest.
There was no way he was going to survive this.
'No,' Legolas thought firmly. 'I have to make it through this. For Ada, and for Elrohir.' And that was that. He simply could not leave Elrohir or his father to die. Not like this.
It took him a few minutes, but the prince was finally able to clear his mind. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on his father's mind.
Sheer panic shot through him when pitch-blackness entered his own mind. A numbing cold soon followed. It couldn't be. his father was not dead. He would not accept it.
Then it came. A small sliver of color- of thought. Legolas let go of the breath he didn't know he had been holding. It was okay. The king was unconscious, but not dead.
Legolas, feeling better at the thought of his father still alive, pulled himself together and managed to work up the strength to leave his room.
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Legolas knocked softly on the doors to the his friend's room. "Elrohir?"
The Noldor elf stopped his pacing. He had heard Legolas' voice. hadn't he?
"Legolas?"
"It is I."
The Noldor elf smiled. Things were okay, because Legolas was here. He opened his door.
"Listen to me, Elrohir. My father lives. I know he does. We have to find him."
"Wait, Legolas, why didn't you try to contact me earlier?"
There was a pause before Legolas answered, in which he stared at the ground intensely.
"I was otherwise engaged."
"Oh for the sake of the Valar, what happened?"
Another pause. Elrohir was beginning to grow worried. "Legolas. Are you okay?"
"I am fine."
"What happened?"
Yet another pause. Elrohir panicked. "What did he do to you?"
"Calm down, my friend." Neither elf said anything. Finally, Legolas spoke again. "I think the poison finally left my body."
"Valar knows you don't need that in your system now. What did he do? And if you hesitate again in your reply, I will beat the answer out of you."
Legolas thought for a minute. "My grandfather requests our presence at breakfast tomorrow."
"And?"
"I think it would be folly at this point to turn him down."
"Then we go."
"I will come get you when the hour nears. Do not open this door until I come for you."
"Are you sure you're all right, Legolas?"
The prince smiled to himself. Lying through his teeth, he replied, "Yes."
"Okay. So now what do we do?"
"We sleep. The hour is late and we will need our rest." Before Elrohir could protest, Legolas was retreating back to his own room.
Sleep. It was good in theory, but Legolas knew he would not be able to convince his aching body to do it.
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Late that night, long before dawn crept into the sky, Legolas woke with a jerk. His hand went instinctively to his knives.
"Put them down, boy."
Legolas sat up. "Grandfather," he cringed at the fear that crept into his voice. He hated showing weakness, especially to his grandfather.
"Get up, Legolas."
The prince made a quick grab at his knives, then rolled off his bed and onto his feet.
The elder elf shook his head impatiently. "That was not wise, boy. Remember that I have both Elrohir and your father to hang over your head."
Legolas said nothing, but heard the distinct slide of sword being unsheathed. He suddenly realized how wrong this was. Oropher was family, no matter how much everyone wanted to deny the fact. He could not fight his grandfather to the death.
"What do you want?"
"First of all, Legolas, manners from you would be a wise thing to learn. Didn't I teach you that lesson earlier? Secondly, put your knives away."
Legolas purposefully made a loud noise as he set his weapons on table nearby. "They are out of my reach."
He heard the slide of the sword as it too was put away. "Your father now believes you to be dead."
"So is that it? You came to kill me?"
"No, I still have need of you, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun along the way." Even in the dark, Legolas could see the elder smiling wickedly as he advanced on his grandson.
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To my reviewers: (There were so many of you! Wow!)
Arayelle Lynn: Aw, thank you! I hope you will like this one.
Legolas' fanatical fan girl: Well now that name is a mouthful. Have you tried saying that ten times fast? Wow. Anyway, thanks for the review and I hope this wait wasn't too long!
Sky: A familiar face! Hm, yeah, I think you will see that the statement may actually extend to Oropher as well. We shall see. Just so you know, your review gave me a really good idea for a future adventure for Legolas. I actually already wrote part of it. Thanks for that! When the story comes up, I'll dedicate it to ya. (My muse left me for a while, so you made a great replacement!) I'm going to put a few more contrast things in here too. Jeez, you are just really cool! Thanks for the review, and PLEASE keep p with your writing! You're good at it.
Laswen: Thank you! I hope you liked this chapter as well.
Helena: Oh believe me, a lot is going to happen to Legolas in the very near future. Lol, thanks for reviewing! I appreciate it!
Lady Larvle of Mirkwood: Thank you, thank you! Hope this was soon enough. Thank you for the kind words!
Gilraen3: Thank you, as always! Hope you found this one all right. Hey! You did find it! Thank you, thank you! That means a lot!
Bec: Yeah, school tends to do that to you. I still have a week and a half before I have to deal with it again. Ugh, my updates may not be as frequent after that. Haha, you were about to die? I swear, one of these days, I am gonna make you wait a REALLY long time for the next update. (No, as far as you know, I'm not really that mean, lol.) Uhm, oops. Estel's not in this one. He's in the next one, but this one is relatively short. You need this plotline to introduce Estel, though. Sorry! He has a HUGE role in the next two stories, though. I mean, absolutely HUGE. I think it will become clearer in the next chapter as to what's going on. Enjoy!
Nikki: Yeah, it's out. Hope you've found it!
