Hey everyone! Sorry for the delay, but I was in Maui! Ah, it was so nice,
and I am so in live with that state Although, being stranding in Lahaina
AFTER everything closed wasn't very cool, but hey, it was still Maui! Then
I come back to three hours of sleep, jet lag, and a full day of school.
Anyway, chapter three, finally! Enjoy.
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The human woke up some time later on a cold stone floor. His eyes opened to meet an inky blackness. His hand moved to the base of his skull where a large bump had appeared. He rubbed it lightly, trying to will away the headache he had. He sat up suddenly as he remembered what happened.
"Legolas? Elrohir? Elladan?"
"Shut up, human."
Instinctively, Aragorn's hand flew to his hip where his sword should have been. He groaned when he found that it was not there. "Where is Legolas?" He demanded, memories flooding back to him with a blinding headache.
"I thought I told you to shut up! Filthy human. . . the elf is in there with you. Doubt if he's still alive, though."
Aragorn heard movement, then footsteps fading away, and then a door being slammed. Was he alone now?
"Legolas?" He ventured. There was no response, which was both good and bad. It was good because it meant his guard had gone, bad in that Legolas was not responding to him. He felt his way around his confinement. When he reached the end of one wall, he found that it turned into bars.
'Great. Damned elf got me a headache AND imprisoned.'
His hand fell on flesh, and he startled. "Oh no."
His eyes had grown accustomed to the dark. He saw before him the golden haired elf, with his eyes closed tight, as if fighting pain.
Pain. . . the arrow! It was missing. In its place was a white bandage that had been stained crimson. Why had their captors, the Uruk- hai, removed the arrow?
"Legolas, wake up."
"Don't speak so loud, human. I am awake." The sentence came as a barely a hissed whisper, but Aragorn heard it. He reached out to help the elf sit up, placing a hand on his arm.
He jumped slightly when the elf jerked away from him, almost violently. "Do not touch me."
He lowered his own voice, though he had not been talking loud. "Sorry," he said almost sarcastically, "Are you all right?"
"Never been better."
"Fine, be sarcastic. I was only seeing if I could help."
Legolas was silent for a minute before he responded. "I am sorry. Were you hurt?"
"Not really."
"Don't be bitter. You cannot be mad at me for acting the same way you act."
"Why did you do it?"
Legolas did not respond right away. He was trying to see something, anything, in the darkness and interpret Aragorn's words at the same time. The pain in his body was not helping him. "Why did I do what?"
"Take that arrow that was meant for me?" The thought made him sick. Legolas held contempt for him, and yet endangered himself to save him. Why? "You hate me. Why did you risk your life for me?"
"You were fighting one already. If I adverted your attention the arrow behind you, the first would have surely killed you. I would not have seen that happen when I could have prevented it."
"Damn noble of you."
"You're welcome," Legolas said, vainly trying to clear his mind of the haze it was in.
Aragorn almost laughed at the sarcastic tone. "Well, thank you, whatever the reason. Are you all right?"
"Yes."
"Oh, good. How are you really?"
"They poisoned me."
"How can you tell?"
Legolas smiled to himself. "Lord Elrond told me you were becoming a healer. I would have thought a healer would know that you can feel poison in your own body."
"You were hit with an arrow," Aragorn said, suddenly irritated by the elf. If he was going to take one wound and milk it for all it was worth, he was going to have to find someone else to pity him. As far as he was concerned, he owed the elf nothing. True, he owed him his life, but not kindness or sympathy.
"In my chest," Legolas said, realizing the man thought him stupid. "My whole body hurts with an icy sensation, which is not caused by an injury."
"Oh," Aragorn sighed. "So now what?"
Legolas only shot him a sideways glance. Still fighting off the poison induced haze, he was searching their prison. "There's a door."
"Well, of course there is a door," Aragorn said, pointing to two wooden doors that stood opposite them. "How else do you think we got in?"
"No, that's not what I mean. Let go of your coveted ignorance for just a moment and let me tell you something. I am not stupid. I know poison when I feel it, or see it for that matter. I know a hidden door when I see it as well. Now, there's a door over there." His words were covered in ice.
Aragorn frowned deeply, forcing back the urge to sock the elf. He kept proving him wrong, and it was driving him crazy. "Where does it go?"
Legolas rolled his eyes. Like he knew. What, did the human think he visited here often? "It stays where it is, I think."
Legolas had the distinct impression that the human had growled at him. Aragorn was frustrated, and fully intended on not speaking to the elf any further. He did have his pride, and he would be damned if the prissy elf got the better of him. "You're a spoiled brat." After all, he had only *intended* to stop talking to him.
Legolas spun, his head spinning wildly from the sharp movement. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. You're father spoiled you, and therefore you have no respect for those of us who have not had it easy their whole lives."
The elf's eyes narrowed. "You know nothing of what you speak. Keep your childish tongue behind your teeth, lest you make any more a fool of yourself."
"The only reason I look a fool is because of my companion."
"If I felt better, I would have an equally venomous reply." Legolas surprised even himself, startled by the admittance to weakness. He said nothing further.
"Yes, I'm sure you would."
Legolas did not have a chance to respond. Two doors were thrown open, and firelight flooded the room. For the first time, Aragorn was able to distinctly see their confinements. It was bigger than he had initially thought, but that made little difference.
"It is far too bright. . ."
Aragorn looked down at the elf. 'Too bright?' He looked into the prince's eyes carefully. They were dilated far beyond normal, even for an elf. It was no wonder the soft light seemed harsh to him. He shook himself. He didn't care if the light hurt the elf's eyes.
"Get them up."
Aragorn stood quickly, but did not leave Legolas' side. A man opened the door of their cell and smiled sinisterly. "The boss wants him," he nodded his head at the elf. He jerked Legolas to his feet. "Let's get a move on, shall we? The boss hates to be kept waiting."
Legolas' head spun dangerously, and he wavered on his feet.
"Wait!" Aragorn protested, trying to follow the men that were dragging the helpless creature with them. Why was he bothering? If 'the boss' wanted to get rid of Legolas, all the better. "What are you going to do to him?"
"That's up to the boss." With another smile, the elf was gone.
Aragorn groaned, letting his head rest between two bars. He hated the elf, for what it was worth. It was not his idea to be dragged into this place because the elf had to act noble and try to save him. He would have rather died than to be in debt to Legolas. He really would have, but of course the elf was probably relishing his hold over him.
He finally sat down. His body ached dully, but that had to be from stress. He kept thinking about Legolas, and what they were doing to him. It annoyed him greatly. Why couldn't he just let them do whatever they wanted to the prince? He certainly wouldn't care. Animosity had been running high, and alone in the damp cell, he was feeding off of it.
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Okay, what did you all think? I have a ton of reviews to respond to, so here goes! Thank you all for your kind words!
Nikki: Thanks, dude! Yeah, writing their meeting, something Tolkien never covered, was definitely a challenge. I hope I pulled it off okay.
Sky: I'm not so sure it was a development of friendship, as it were, but remember that Legolas doesn't like to see death of innocents, for he has already seen far too much of it. He may be very arrogant when dealing with Estel, but he isn't going to let him die. Let's hope Estel feels the same way.
Jamie: Omg, thank you! That seriously means a lot.
Jadelyn Rashwe: Hm, but the cliffie made you come back, didn't it? Lol, thanks!
LeggyLover03: Interesting question, there. Out of curiosity, what do you mean, will Estel give himself for the elf? You might not be that far off, but then, I've said too much.
Tamara: As soon as I could, lol.
Wilwarin: Oh, Hawaii was so much fun. I had a sea turtle chasing me. And then there was the fifteen-foot Tiger Shark. ::Shivers:: So much fun though, although we got stranded in Laheina. Yeah, Estel's being a little bratty of late. We shall see what happens.
Fire Eagle: Well, now that I have your approval, I'm okay. Lol, why does everyone keep asking is Legolas is gonna live? I can't very well let him die if he's part of the series. Oh, wait, I lied, come to think of it. Let's just say he doesn't die quite yet.
Sara: Oh no, not another one of you! Sorry, I'm just kidding, You guys are so much fun to respond to! Yeah, Elrohir's my fav as well. Estel won't stay bratty forever, just until he gets some serious butt-kicking, lol. Thank you so much for the compliments and for reading! Please keep reviewing!
True-Slytherin-gurl: Slytherin rocks! Lol, thanks for the review!
Dimostiel: Aw, thanks dude!
Bill the Pony: Aw, I love Bill. I updated as soon as I can, and believe me, I am not gonna stop the story.Lol, thanks!
Bec: Thanks for recommending me to your sister! Greatly appreciated. It's going to be a wake up call for him that will make him snap out of brattiness, and Legolas out of his arrogance. But I promise you, it will happen. Juts not for a couple chapters, lol. Ha! Yay, I'm glad you used the line, lol. Hawaii was so awesome. The water is so sweet and it's so gorgeous there, and we can't forget the tan, lol. Thanks for the review.
Calandra: Lol, okay. ::shuts mouth::
Salysha: Hm, I'm very impressed. You're the only one so far to side with Aragorn. (I don't side with Legolas, mind you, I'm neutral.) Just to give you a quick background, Legolas had been taken captive by Tarduain, a king near to Rivendell. Naturally, he does not trust men in general. That's his reason for distrusting Aragorn, and I think Aragorn has a just reason for distrusting the elf. Just let me say that Aragorn did start it by insulting Mirkwood. No excuse, I know, and I am in awe of your opinion on the matter. I was aiming for the arrogance in Legolas, because there was more behind his motives than defending his home. I'm really glad you picked up on it. And don't worry, Estel torture in coming soon! Thanks so much for reviewing.
Das Blume: Jeez, there's no pressure writing about Thranduil there, is there? Lol. Legolas isn't dead either. Yet. And that's all I have to say. ::winks::
LPI3: THANKS!
Randomramblings: As soon as I could, what with being in Hawaii and all.
Arayelle Lynn: ::blushes:: I know, I need to find something that rhymes with Men for my next story title, then I'll at least have a pattern. But sheesh, thanks!
Wow that took a long time to reply to everyone! Just a general note to everyone, you guys are great! Thank you a million times over for all of your great reviews! Mahalo! (Hawaiian for thank you.)
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The human woke up some time later on a cold stone floor. His eyes opened to meet an inky blackness. His hand moved to the base of his skull where a large bump had appeared. He rubbed it lightly, trying to will away the headache he had. He sat up suddenly as he remembered what happened.
"Legolas? Elrohir? Elladan?"
"Shut up, human."
Instinctively, Aragorn's hand flew to his hip where his sword should have been. He groaned when he found that it was not there. "Where is Legolas?" He demanded, memories flooding back to him with a blinding headache.
"I thought I told you to shut up! Filthy human. . . the elf is in there with you. Doubt if he's still alive, though."
Aragorn heard movement, then footsteps fading away, and then a door being slammed. Was he alone now?
"Legolas?" He ventured. There was no response, which was both good and bad. It was good because it meant his guard had gone, bad in that Legolas was not responding to him. He felt his way around his confinement. When he reached the end of one wall, he found that it turned into bars.
'Great. Damned elf got me a headache AND imprisoned.'
His hand fell on flesh, and he startled. "Oh no."
His eyes had grown accustomed to the dark. He saw before him the golden haired elf, with his eyes closed tight, as if fighting pain.
Pain. . . the arrow! It was missing. In its place was a white bandage that had been stained crimson. Why had their captors, the Uruk- hai, removed the arrow?
"Legolas, wake up."
"Don't speak so loud, human. I am awake." The sentence came as a barely a hissed whisper, but Aragorn heard it. He reached out to help the elf sit up, placing a hand on his arm.
He jumped slightly when the elf jerked away from him, almost violently. "Do not touch me."
He lowered his own voice, though he had not been talking loud. "Sorry," he said almost sarcastically, "Are you all right?"
"Never been better."
"Fine, be sarcastic. I was only seeing if I could help."
Legolas was silent for a minute before he responded. "I am sorry. Were you hurt?"
"Not really."
"Don't be bitter. You cannot be mad at me for acting the same way you act."
"Why did you do it?"
Legolas did not respond right away. He was trying to see something, anything, in the darkness and interpret Aragorn's words at the same time. The pain in his body was not helping him. "Why did I do what?"
"Take that arrow that was meant for me?" The thought made him sick. Legolas held contempt for him, and yet endangered himself to save him. Why? "You hate me. Why did you risk your life for me?"
"You were fighting one already. If I adverted your attention the arrow behind you, the first would have surely killed you. I would not have seen that happen when I could have prevented it."
"Damn noble of you."
"You're welcome," Legolas said, vainly trying to clear his mind of the haze it was in.
Aragorn almost laughed at the sarcastic tone. "Well, thank you, whatever the reason. Are you all right?"
"Yes."
"Oh, good. How are you really?"
"They poisoned me."
"How can you tell?"
Legolas smiled to himself. "Lord Elrond told me you were becoming a healer. I would have thought a healer would know that you can feel poison in your own body."
"You were hit with an arrow," Aragorn said, suddenly irritated by the elf. If he was going to take one wound and milk it for all it was worth, he was going to have to find someone else to pity him. As far as he was concerned, he owed the elf nothing. True, he owed him his life, but not kindness or sympathy.
"In my chest," Legolas said, realizing the man thought him stupid. "My whole body hurts with an icy sensation, which is not caused by an injury."
"Oh," Aragorn sighed. "So now what?"
Legolas only shot him a sideways glance. Still fighting off the poison induced haze, he was searching their prison. "There's a door."
"Well, of course there is a door," Aragorn said, pointing to two wooden doors that stood opposite them. "How else do you think we got in?"
"No, that's not what I mean. Let go of your coveted ignorance for just a moment and let me tell you something. I am not stupid. I know poison when I feel it, or see it for that matter. I know a hidden door when I see it as well. Now, there's a door over there." His words were covered in ice.
Aragorn frowned deeply, forcing back the urge to sock the elf. He kept proving him wrong, and it was driving him crazy. "Where does it go?"
Legolas rolled his eyes. Like he knew. What, did the human think he visited here often? "It stays where it is, I think."
Legolas had the distinct impression that the human had growled at him. Aragorn was frustrated, and fully intended on not speaking to the elf any further. He did have his pride, and he would be damned if the prissy elf got the better of him. "You're a spoiled brat." After all, he had only *intended* to stop talking to him.
Legolas spun, his head spinning wildly from the sharp movement. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. You're father spoiled you, and therefore you have no respect for those of us who have not had it easy their whole lives."
The elf's eyes narrowed. "You know nothing of what you speak. Keep your childish tongue behind your teeth, lest you make any more a fool of yourself."
"The only reason I look a fool is because of my companion."
"If I felt better, I would have an equally venomous reply." Legolas surprised even himself, startled by the admittance to weakness. He said nothing further.
"Yes, I'm sure you would."
Legolas did not have a chance to respond. Two doors were thrown open, and firelight flooded the room. For the first time, Aragorn was able to distinctly see their confinements. It was bigger than he had initially thought, but that made little difference.
"It is far too bright. . ."
Aragorn looked down at the elf. 'Too bright?' He looked into the prince's eyes carefully. They were dilated far beyond normal, even for an elf. It was no wonder the soft light seemed harsh to him. He shook himself. He didn't care if the light hurt the elf's eyes.
"Get them up."
Aragorn stood quickly, but did not leave Legolas' side. A man opened the door of their cell and smiled sinisterly. "The boss wants him," he nodded his head at the elf. He jerked Legolas to his feet. "Let's get a move on, shall we? The boss hates to be kept waiting."
Legolas' head spun dangerously, and he wavered on his feet.
"Wait!" Aragorn protested, trying to follow the men that were dragging the helpless creature with them. Why was he bothering? If 'the boss' wanted to get rid of Legolas, all the better. "What are you going to do to him?"
"That's up to the boss." With another smile, the elf was gone.
Aragorn groaned, letting his head rest between two bars. He hated the elf, for what it was worth. It was not his idea to be dragged into this place because the elf had to act noble and try to save him. He would have rather died than to be in debt to Legolas. He really would have, but of course the elf was probably relishing his hold over him.
He finally sat down. His body ached dully, but that had to be from stress. He kept thinking about Legolas, and what they were doing to him. It annoyed him greatly. Why couldn't he just let them do whatever they wanted to the prince? He certainly wouldn't care. Animosity had been running high, and alone in the damp cell, he was feeding off of it.
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Okay, what did you all think? I have a ton of reviews to respond to, so here goes! Thank you all for your kind words!
Nikki: Thanks, dude! Yeah, writing their meeting, something Tolkien never covered, was definitely a challenge. I hope I pulled it off okay.
Sky: I'm not so sure it was a development of friendship, as it were, but remember that Legolas doesn't like to see death of innocents, for he has already seen far too much of it. He may be very arrogant when dealing with Estel, but he isn't going to let him die. Let's hope Estel feels the same way.
Jamie: Omg, thank you! That seriously means a lot.
Jadelyn Rashwe: Hm, but the cliffie made you come back, didn't it? Lol, thanks!
LeggyLover03: Interesting question, there. Out of curiosity, what do you mean, will Estel give himself for the elf? You might not be that far off, but then, I've said too much.
Tamara: As soon as I could, lol.
Wilwarin: Oh, Hawaii was so much fun. I had a sea turtle chasing me. And then there was the fifteen-foot Tiger Shark. ::Shivers:: So much fun though, although we got stranded in Laheina. Yeah, Estel's being a little bratty of late. We shall see what happens.
Fire Eagle: Well, now that I have your approval, I'm okay. Lol, why does everyone keep asking is Legolas is gonna live? I can't very well let him die if he's part of the series. Oh, wait, I lied, come to think of it. Let's just say he doesn't die quite yet.
Sara: Oh no, not another one of you! Sorry, I'm just kidding, You guys are so much fun to respond to! Yeah, Elrohir's my fav as well. Estel won't stay bratty forever, just until he gets some serious butt-kicking, lol. Thank you so much for the compliments and for reading! Please keep reviewing!
True-Slytherin-gurl: Slytherin rocks! Lol, thanks for the review!
Dimostiel: Aw, thanks dude!
Bill the Pony: Aw, I love Bill. I updated as soon as I can, and believe me, I am not gonna stop the story.Lol, thanks!
Bec: Thanks for recommending me to your sister! Greatly appreciated. It's going to be a wake up call for him that will make him snap out of brattiness, and Legolas out of his arrogance. But I promise you, it will happen. Juts not for a couple chapters, lol. Ha! Yay, I'm glad you used the line, lol. Hawaii was so awesome. The water is so sweet and it's so gorgeous there, and we can't forget the tan, lol. Thanks for the review.
Calandra: Lol, okay. ::shuts mouth::
Salysha: Hm, I'm very impressed. You're the only one so far to side with Aragorn. (I don't side with Legolas, mind you, I'm neutral.) Just to give you a quick background, Legolas had been taken captive by Tarduain, a king near to Rivendell. Naturally, he does not trust men in general. That's his reason for distrusting Aragorn, and I think Aragorn has a just reason for distrusting the elf. Just let me say that Aragorn did start it by insulting Mirkwood. No excuse, I know, and I am in awe of your opinion on the matter. I was aiming for the arrogance in Legolas, because there was more behind his motives than defending his home. I'm really glad you picked up on it. And don't worry, Estel torture in coming soon! Thanks so much for reviewing.
Das Blume: Jeez, there's no pressure writing about Thranduil there, is there? Lol. Legolas isn't dead either. Yet. And that's all I have to say. ::winks::
LPI3: THANKS!
Randomramblings: As soon as I could, what with being in Hawaii and all.
Arayelle Lynn: ::blushes:: I know, I need to find something that rhymes with Men for my next story title, then I'll at least have a pattern. But sheesh, thanks!
Wow that took a long time to reply to everyone! Just a general note to everyone, you guys are great! Thank you a million times over for all of your great reviews! Mahalo! (Hawaiian for thank you.)