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A/N: Yes, poor Legolas, but sadly it will only get worse for him. Don't worry he can't die. He has to be in the movies and books of Lord of the Rings.
Chapter 5 Memories of the Past
Idril ran as fast as she could across the woods.
"Elrond!" she screamed as she made her way into Rivendell. "Elrond!"
Many elves came running. "What is My Lady?" one of the elves asked.
At the time, Elrond and Arwen came running.
"They've taken him!" Idril began as she gasped for air. "They've taken Legolas."
Arwen immediately came up by her friend and led her to a chair to sit down. Elrond sat down next to her.
"Who has taken him?" He asked her impatiently, but gently.
Idril couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "It's all my fault." Idril murmured. "Orcs followed me here. They want me killed like my father. Legolas sacrificed his life for me. He was shot twice with arrows and they took him away. I don't where to."
Elrond immediately stood. "Get a group together." He shouted to an elf that stood by him. Then turning back to Idril, he said, "We'll find him and bring him back."
Idril nodded weakly. Arwen pulled Idril in close to her and held her friend as she cried.
In only a short time, Elrond had a group of elves ready to search for Legolas. He also asked Elessar to come along. Elessar was a ranger and a great tracker. As the group began to depart, Idril asked to be able to come along.
Elrond approached her. "You will be safer here. Stay with Arwen." Elrond began to walk away, but he turned at looked at her. "We will find him, Idril. We will bring him back."
With that Elrond, Elessar, and the other elves rode off into the woods.
~~~
Legolas stumbled through the woods as the orcs dragged him across the rough terrain. He was blindfolded, much to his dismay, and his hands were bound. Every step he took sent pain through his body, but Legolas was strong. He would not submit willing to the orcs.
For how long they traveled, Legolas did not know. He guessed it had been about three hours, but he could not know for sure. He just kept traveling on at the orcs quick speed. He rested in mind as he did and regained his strength and energy.
~~~
Idril stood on a balcony starring off into the woods. She felt so helpless. The evil goblin that had killed her father now had Legolas, her love. She remembered that day so vividly when her father was killed. She had tried to forget, but the flashbacks still haunted her mind. She remembered being in the woods near Gondor with her father. They were trying to find Natasha; their horse that had ran off into the woods.
Suddenly Idril spotted goblins and orcs running towards them.
"You must leave now!" her father had said. Idril could remember the sound of his voice. It was full of fear. "The goblins want you. You must stay away from them. Don't let them get you."
"Father what is it? Why do they want me?" Idril remembered being confused and scarred.
"I don't have time to explain. Go with Malin. He will protect you." Her father had said as he pointed to his human friend.
"I will not leave you father. I can fight." Idril had said, confident that whatever was wrong could be overcome.
"No, I must protect you. The goblins can't have you."
Before Idril knew it, she was running with Malin. He tried to lead her out of the woods, but orcs and goblins surrounded the area. Malin found a crevice to hide in and Idril and him quickly hid. Idril peaked out from the crevice. She could see her father fighting not far off.
"We have to help him." Idril whispered.
"We can't. We must stay here." Malin had said.
"He'll die out there alone."
Malin didn't answer. He peaked out just as Idril did. Suddenly Idril saw an arrow hit her father in the chest.
Idril gasped. "Father," she yelled.
Malin quickly clasped his hand over her mouth and pulled her down.
Tears were already falling down Idril's face. "We have to help him." She muttered.
Idril remembered staying there in that small crevice for what seemed like an eternity. Finally when it was safe, Idril had run to her father. Tears formed in Idril's eyes once again as she remembered seeing her father, dead on the ground.
That day still haunted her memories. She remembered the goblin that had shot the arrow. He was bigger than the rest of them. He was obviously the leader. She had heard him shouting commands to the others.
She thought back to try to remember any clues that he had given to what they were looking for. Suddenly she remembered something. The head goblin had ordered the orcs to return to 'the Misty Mountain Cave'.
Idril almost smiled. She remembered seeing a cave in those mountains when she had traveled with her father from Rivendell into Gondor. It had been by accident and she had almost forgotten. They had stopped for a rest when suddenly the light of the moon cast an eerie glow on the mountainside. It was the entrance to a cave. That had to be the one the goblin had talked about.
Idril's smile quickly faded. 'Elrond will never be able to find it.' She thought to herself. Idril knew what she must do. 'I must find that cave, before it's too late.'
A/N: Yes, poor Legolas, but sadly it will only get worse for him. Don't worry he can't die. He has to be in the movies and books of Lord of the Rings.
Chapter 5 Memories of the Past
Idril ran as fast as she could across the woods.
"Elrond!" she screamed as she made her way into Rivendell. "Elrond!"
Many elves came running. "What is My Lady?" one of the elves asked.
At the time, Elrond and Arwen came running.
"They've taken him!" Idril began as she gasped for air. "They've taken Legolas."
Arwen immediately came up by her friend and led her to a chair to sit down. Elrond sat down next to her.
"Who has taken him?" He asked her impatiently, but gently.
Idril couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "It's all my fault." Idril murmured. "Orcs followed me here. They want me killed like my father. Legolas sacrificed his life for me. He was shot twice with arrows and they took him away. I don't where to."
Elrond immediately stood. "Get a group together." He shouted to an elf that stood by him. Then turning back to Idril, he said, "We'll find him and bring him back."
Idril nodded weakly. Arwen pulled Idril in close to her and held her friend as she cried.
In only a short time, Elrond had a group of elves ready to search for Legolas. He also asked Elessar to come along. Elessar was a ranger and a great tracker. As the group began to depart, Idril asked to be able to come along.
Elrond approached her. "You will be safer here. Stay with Arwen." Elrond began to walk away, but he turned at looked at her. "We will find him, Idril. We will bring him back."
With that Elrond, Elessar, and the other elves rode off into the woods.
~~~
Legolas stumbled through the woods as the orcs dragged him across the rough terrain. He was blindfolded, much to his dismay, and his hands were bound. Every step he took sent pain through his body, but Legolas was strong. He would not submit willing to the orcs.
For how long they traveled, Legolas did not know. He guessed it had been about three hours, but he could not know for sure. He just kept traveling on at the orcs quick speed. He rested in mind as he did and regained his strength and energy.
~~~
Idril stood on a balcony starring off into the woods. She felt so helpless. The evil goblin that had killed her father now had Legolas, her love. She remembered that day so vividly when her father was killed. She had tried to forget, but the flashbacks still haunted her mind. She remembered being in the woods near Gondor with her father. They were trying to find Natasha; their horse that had ran off into the woods.
Suddenly Idril spotted goblins and orcs running towards them.
"You must leave now!" her father had said. Idril could remember the sound of his voice. It was full of fear. "The goblins want you. You must stay away from them. Don't let them get you."
"Father what is it? Why do they want me?" Idril remembered being confused and scarred.
"I don't have time to explain. Go with Malin. He will protect you." Her father had said as he pointed to his human friend.
"I will not leave you father. I can fight." Idril had said, confident that whatever was wrong could be overcome.
"No, I must protect you. The goblins can't have you."
Before Idril knew it, she was running with Malin. He tried to lead her out of the woods, but orcs and goblins surrounded the area. Malin found a crevice to hide in and Idril and him quickly hid. Idril peaked out from the crevice. She could see her father fighting not far off.
"We have to help him." Idril whispered.
"We can't. We must stay here." Malin had said.
"He'll die out there alone."
Malin didn't answer. He peaked out just as Idril did. Suddenly Idril saw an arrow hit her father in the chest.
Idril gasped. "Father," she yelled.
Malin quickly clasped his hand over her mouth and pulled her down.
Tears were already falling down Idril's face. "We have to help him." She muttered.
Idril remembered staying there in that small crevice for what seemed like an eternity. Finally when it was safe, Idril had run to her father. Tears formed in Idril's eyes once again as she remembered seeing her father, dead on the ground.
That day still haunted her memories. She remembered the goblin that had shot the arrow. He was bigger than the rest of them. He was obviously the leader. She had heard him shouting commands to the others.
She thought back to try to remember any clues that he had given to what they were looking for. Suddenly she remembered something. The head goblin had ordered the orcs to return to 'the Misty Mountain Cave'.
Idril almost smiled. She remembered seeing a cave in those mountains when she had traveled with her father from Rivendell into Gondor. It had been by accident and she had almost forgotten. They had stopped for a rest when suddenly the light of the moon cast an eerie glow on the mountainside. It was the entrance to a cave. That had to be the one the goblin had talked about.
Idril's smile quickly faded. 'Elrond will never be able to find it.' She thought to herself. Idril knew what she must do. 'I must find that cave, before it's too late.'
