Okay, cliffies. Cliffies are bad, or at least they are every chapter. You
guys still love me, right?
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Legolas could hear Aragorn shout his name, but it seemed so far in the distance.
Aragorn shouted with terror at what he had just witnessed. He threw his body at the other man, and knocked him unconscious. He checked vitals quickly. The man was still alive, so they needed to move.
Kneeling next to his friend, he sighed. There was nothing he could do.
He tore the sleeves off of his tunic, tied them together, and began to wrap his makeshift bandage around the prince's waist.
"I'm fine. Let's get out of here." The elf's own words seemed distant and barely audible to him.
"Fine my foot. You're. . ." He thought better of telling the prince his condition. "Come on, we must get out of here before he wakes." He helped the elf to his feet and together they made for escape.
"The large door leads to her room. Take the other door," Legolas said, clutching to Aragorn for all the support he could get.
As soon as they left the cell block, Aragorn skidded to a halt, nearly pulling both himself and Legolas to the floor.
"There's orcs blocking the way."
"Then find a different way," Legolas said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
There was no other way. The man looked around frantically, looking for something to create a diversion with. His eyes fell momentarily of the faint trail of blood that Legolas was leaving. Even if they could escape, they could be found. The bandage was not enough to stop the bleeding, but Aragorn hoped that his prayers to the Valar would be.
He finally found what he was looking for. Leaving Legolas leaning on the wall with his hand clamped to his wound, Aragorn dove towards the set of armor on the wall. It crashed, and the man knew he had to hurry. The noise he created had caused the orcs in the adjoining hall to fall silent. He made his way stealthily back to the shadows. As planned, the orcs rounded the corner, looking for the source of the noise. The man slipped past them with the elf in tow.
They had not been on the run for more than five minutes, with orcs hot on their trail, before Legolas passed out.
"Damn it," Aragorn cursed. He had seen the blade go into the prince's stomach, and knew from his training that it had not pierced anything vital. However, he was worried by the amount of blood the elf had lost. He had two choices, and neither one had a favorable outcome. He could carry Legolas. He would be moving slower, and Legolas would continue to lose blood until it might prove to be fatal, or he could stop and help Legolas. There was no doubt that the orcs would be upon them in a matter of minutes that way. He wasn't fond of that choice, but the elf had saved his life. . .
He compromised. He would carry Legolas until he found a likely hiding spot, and then he would care for him. He heaved the limp body into his arms and ran as fast as he could.
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Aragorn looked at the form of Legolas in the dark room he had found. Untrue to his kind, Legolas' eyes were closed, but Aragorn attributed that to the pain he must be in. He paused in his search of anything useful they might need. Turning, he sat on the box he had just been ruffling through.
"Legolas?"
"Stop, seas."
Legolas was in pain, and he was dreaming of it. "Legolas?" he repeated.
There was a long pause. Aragorn grew cold suddenly, his mind filling with a sense of longing, and of sorrow.
The feeling disappeared as quickly as it had come. "Estel?"
Aragorn was thrilled that the elf had come back to the land of the living that he did not note the sorrow in Legolas' voice. "Yes?"
"Get me help, Estel. I need help." Legolas had seen into the human's mind, however faintly, and he did not like it. The man had no hope, and it did not bode well for either one of them.
"I'm trying. Can you get up? We need to leave this place. I've found cloaks we can use."
He received no verbal reply, but a few moments later, Legolas opened his eyes painfully, almost crying at how his body seemed to be rejecting him.
"Legolas? Can you walk?"
"Yes," the prince lied. "With help."
Aragorn helped Legolas to his feet and took a step forward. The elf tried to follow, but he could not move. It was taking what little strength he had just to remain standing. Blinding pain was echoing in every recess of his body, and he could feel his own spirit fading away.
Aragorn looked at Legolas' grimace. He sighed. "Take this."
Legolas looked at the proffered flask. "What is it?"
"It's a sedative. It will ease the pain." Aragorn turned away so that Legolas would not see the look in his eyes. 'It will also keep you awake, preventing you from dying,' he thought.
The prince narrowed his eyes slightly, but drank the potion.
"What must I do to earn your trust?" He had not overlooked the look on Legolas' face. "Here, I'll tell you something." The drug he had just given Legolas would ensure that he would not remember the bit of information he was about to receive. "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, heir to the throne of Gondor. Not many people know that."
"A great king of men. I suppose I must trust you now."
Aragorn laughed as Legolas jested. "Even in pain you manage to be sarcastic." He received no reply, but he knew Legolas would remain alive until he could find him help.
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A few hours later, after painstakingly avoiding capture by the patrol orcs, the two companions found themselves in open air.
"It's a town."
Legolas laughed. "Nothing gets by you, Estel."
The human rolled his eyes. He checked the ground behind them, noticing with happiness that the prince had stopped bleeding heavily. "Let's find someplace where we can get supplies, and then let's go home."
"I like that plan," Legolas mumbled. The drug had his mind hazed so that speaking was difficult.
"I'll bet you do. Let me do the talking, Legolas. You're common tongue is really noticeable here."
"Excuse me," Legolas said, "I can speak common just fine."
"It's too proper, well, and drugged. Just trust me. Look, I see a bar over there. We have to cross the square."
"What's going on, Estel?"
The human looked at Legolas, then followed the elf's finger. A large group of people, and orcs, were gathered around a platform. "Oh. It's a hanging."
"A what?"
"A hanging. They tie a rope around your neck and drop you."
Legolas stopped walking. "But that's barbaric! Why on earth would you do that?"
Aragorn shrugged. "He committed some crime. Come on, Legolas."
The elf turned his head away from the platform, but a distinct crack found its way to his ears a few moments later. He hung his said, saying a quick lament for the man. "May your soul find peace in Mandos."
Aragorn grabbed his sleeve and pulled him inside a small building. He immediately balked at the stench.
Pulling his hood closer around his face, Aragorn went to the bartender. "We need traveling supplies for two."
"By order of the Lady, I cannot serve those whose faces I cannot see."
Aragorn lowered his hood, but gave Legolas a sideways glance. "If you'll pardon my friend." He slipped a gold coin into the man's pocket.
"Well, seeing as how I'm only serving you, I suppose that's not against the law."
"It is, Gere, and you know it," a man near to them stood, his words slurring. "Take off your damn hood."
"He won't, sir, and that is his choice," Estel countered. If he didn't have a pack of orcs on his tail, he would just send Legolas outside.
The man stumbled forward. "He can't talk for himself?" He gripped a handful of Legolas' cloak, and the elf took a step backwards.
A redheaded woman walked between the elf and the man, holding drinks. "Gentlemen, let's keep the bar quiet tonight, shall we? No fights, Kif."
The elf, satisfied with that proposal, turned back to the man behind the bar, as did Aragorn.
Legolas spun as an iron-like grip tangled in the cloak and his hair. The man named Kif faced the elf, holding his head back. "No one gets through here without saying something to us first."
Aragorn stepped by his friend. "He is not from here, that is why he says nothing. He is from the North."
A gnarled had yanked the hood from Legolas' face. The bar fell silent.
"It's an elf!" someone finally said.
The man named Kif smiled. "Do you know the penalty for bringing an elf into this territory?"
Aragorn reached for his new friend. "It has been mentioned, which is why we were on our way out." He grabbed the packing supplies and tried to make for the door.
"Does the Lady know about you?"
Still Legolas said nothing. Aragorn tried to pull him to the door.
Kif pulled the elf closer to himself, pulling out a crude dagger and placing it just under Legolas' chin. The redheaded woman spoke again.
"Leave him alone, Kif. I don't want any blood tonight. Free drinks for you, Kif. Let him go."
The man seemed to consider it, but then made no acknowledgment that she spoke. "Answer me, elf, or I will cut your tongue from your pretty little head."
"Kif! Stop it!"
"Legolas," Aragorn's word of warning came too late.
"Cut my tongue out, and I shan't be able to answer you."
"Don't get smart with me, boy! He pressed the blade against Legolas' throat and a small trickle of blood could be seen over the edge of it.
"We mean no harm, we are just passing through!"
The bar doors swung wide. "There they are! Get them!"
Legolas panicked. In his drug induced mind, going back to the Lady was the thing he wanted to do. Adrenaline pumping, he swung at Kif, knocking the man away from him. Aragorn followed his lead and stated fight anyone he came too close to him. They had been so close to getting out that he was not going to give up now.
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Hey everyone. That wasn't a cliffie, was it? Well, okay, it was, but just a little one, right?
I've been thinking. A couple of people have sent in ideas for plots to me, and I've really liked them and actually incorporated them in. It's fun, too! So, if you have a plot idea for this story, send it in! All are welcome, and if you send it in anonymously, I'll remove the review so no one else can see it, just in case. (I sound like a nerd.) Thanks:
ElizabethBlack: Uhm, FF.net sucks. It's telling me it's not there too, and I posted it. Grrr. Very grrrr. Hey! Rude! I didn't mean I was the exterminator. . . sheesh, lol.
LeggyLover: Don't worry, I didn't forget the twins, lol.
Lulu Bell: Hey, we finally won our first game! Jeez, finally, lol. Thanks for the review!
Jadelyn: Haha, that cracked me up. Seriously, they won't let him out of their sight!
Tamara: Thank you!
Bec: Yeah, I saw one from your sister but not you. But yeah, school has gotten in my way too much. It doesn't really care about my three foot comfort bubble, lol. I'll try to keep my updates quick, but no promises. Life does tend to interfere with our little fantasies on FF.net. That should be my next story, Legolas and Aragorn spend a day in college. Major angst. Lol, anyway, thanks for the review, as always!
Das Blume: Lol, it was the day you missed that I uploaded! Yes, I blame Legolas' troubles on the twins. They ALWAYS get him there, you know? Oh, see, I figured the drugged would have explained it, but apparently I didn't go into that well enough. Oh well, at least I know for next time something like that comes up. Yeah, a/c's are startin' to suck. I see your point.
Fire Eagle: Glad I've made you happy, lol.
Sky: And what makes you think that? I love reading people's guesses, it's so amusing!
Lomiothiel: Oh yeah, I know I forgot the accent, but I just didn't feel lik putting it in. Too much work, lol. Wow, sheesh, a really long review! Yes! Three poor aragorn's! You're keeping track too! I'm up to 24 legolas' too. And of course I'm torturing them! This is me, what did you expect? ::laughs at the stares she receives from Legolas and her reviewer:: Maybe I won't, you never know. I think I could get a lot more poor whoever if I killed him off, don't you? What do you mean 'why can't Legolas see?' He was poisoned and he was under too much stress. (Yes, it happens.) I really am trying to lay off of the cliffhangers. Trying, not succeeding well though, am I?
TsugumiWolf: Yay, fresh blood! I mean, a new reviewer, yay! Lol, thanks for the review. I know, my cliffhangers suck. I even think they suck. Thanks for the review!
StellaPen: Yay! You came back! Ask and ye shall receive, hm? Can I have Legolas? No, that one doesn't work? Darn it. Haha, yes, the Lady comes back into play really quick, and all will be explained! ::laughs evilly:: Thank you for reviewing again!
Dimostiel: Haha, nice pun there, I liked that!
Nikki: Are you begging me to keep him alive? I don't know, I think it's about time we put him out of his misery.
Vanessa: Thanks a mil!
ScaryPossessedEyebrows OF DOOM: Wow, there's a lot of questions. Now, here's a question for you, are you more worried about "Him," or "Her?" Hehe. Yes, I love long reviews! Thanks! Leggy might live. I haven't decided yet. His eyesight is back permanently, or at least for the remainder of this story. How many chapters? I was waitin' for someone to ask. I don't know. I'm adding a lot of scenes in. The original was only about three chapters long. So, if all goes according to plan, there's at least three or four more chapters, maybe more. I'll let you know when I get a better idea. Once the plot starts winding down, then I can tell you, but the plot just started.
Sara: No, I don't know what soon means. Sorry. And what, you don't like my cliffhangers? I'm offended. Poo to you. (It's late, okay? I don't know where 'Poo' came from.) Yeah, I figured they had been stupid long enough and needed to let go of their pride. Things are finally starting to turn around for them. Well, except for that Estel's barely keeping the elf alive with this potion of his. That's kind of a downer.
True-Slytherin-Girl: Good! And thanks!
Brooklyn: Hey, if my chapters were longer than the stories would be really short! And I swear, I'm trying to break my new-found addiction to cliffies.
Bill the Pony: Self inflicted pain suck, really. (I should know with all the injuries I've had.) Well, more pain is coming in the next chapter!
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Legolas could hear Aragorn shout his name, but it seemed so far in the distance.
Aragorn shouted with terror at what he had just witnessed. He threw his body at the other man, and knocked him unconscious. He checked vitals quickly. The man was still alive, so they needed to move.
Kneeling next to his friend, he sighed. There was nothing he could do.
He tore the sleeves off of his tunic, tied them together, and began to wrap his makeshift bandage around the prince's waist.
"I'm fine. Let's get out of here." The elf's own words seemed distant and barely audible to him.
"Fine my foot. You're. . ." He thought better of telling the prince his condition. "Come on, we must get out of here before he wakes." He helped the elf to his feet and together they made for escape.
"The large door leads to her room. Take the other door," Legolas said, clutching to Aragorn for all the support he could get.
As soon as they left the cell block, Aragorn skidded to a halt, nearly pulling both himself and Legolas to the floor.
"There's orcs blocking the way."
"Then find a different way," Legolas said as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
There was no other way. The man looked around frantically, looking for something to create a diversion with. His eyes fell momentarily of the faint trail of blood that Legolas was leaving. Even if they could escape, they could be found. The bandage was not enough to stop the bleeding, but Aragorn hoped that his prayers to the Valar would be.
He finally found what he was looking for. Leaving Legolas leaning on the wall with his hand clamped to his wound, Aragorn dove towards the set of armor on the wall. It crashed, and the man knew he had to hurry. The noise he created had caused the orcs in the adjoining hall to fall silent. He made his way stealthily back to the shadows. As planned, the orcs rounded the corner, looking for the source of the noise. The man slipped past them with the elf in tow.
They had not been on the run for more than five minutes, with orcs hot on their trail, before Legolas passed out.
"Damn it," Aragorn cursed. He had seen the blade go into the prince's stomach, and knew from his training that it had not pierced anything vital. However, he was worried by the amount of blood the elf had lost. He had two choices, and neither one had a favorable outcome. He could carry Legolas. He would be moving slower, and Legolas would continue to lose blood until it might prove to be fatal, or he could stop and help Legolas. There was no doubt that the orcs would be upon them in a matter of minutes that way. He wasn't fond of that choice, but the elf had saved his life. . .
He compromised. He would carry Legolas until he found a likely hiding spot, and then he would care for him. He heaved the limp body into his arms and ran as fast as he could.
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Aragorn looked at the form of Legolas in the dark room he had found. Untrue to his kind, Legolas' eyes were closed, but Aragorn attributed that to the pain he must be in. He paused in his search of anything useful they might need. Turning, he sat on the box he had just been ruffling through.
"Legolas?"
"Stop, seas."
Legolas was in pain, and he was dreaming of it. "Legolas?" he repeated.
There was a long pause. Aragorn grew cold suddenly, his mind filling with a sense of longing, and of sorrow.
The feeling disappeared as quickly as it had come. "Estel?"
Aragorn was thrilled that the elf had come back to the land of the living that he did not note the sorrow in Legolas' voice. "Yes?"
"Get me help, Estel. I need help." Legolas had seen into the human's mind, however faintly, and he did not like it. The man had no hope, and it did not bode well for either one of them.
"I'm trying. Can you get up? We need to leave this place. I've found cloaks we can use."
He received no verbal reply, but a few moments later, Legolas opened his eyes painfully, almost crying at how his body seemed to be rejecting him.
"Legolas? Can you walk?"
"Yes," the prince lied. "With help."
Aragorn helped Legolas to his feet and took a step forward. The elf tried to follow, but he could not move. It was taking what little strength he had just to remain standing. Blinding pain was echoing in every recess of his body, and he could feel his own spirit fading away.
Aragorn looked at Legolas' grimace. He sighed. "Take this."
Legolas looked at the proffered flask. "What is it?"
"It's a sedative. It will ease the pain." Aragorn turned away so that Legolas would not see the look in his eyes. 'It will also keep you awake, preventing you from dying,' he thought.
The prince narrowed his eyes slightly, but drank the potion.
"What must I do to earn your trust?" He had not overlooked the look on Legolas' face. "Here, I'll tell you something." The drug he had just given Legolas would ensure that he would not remember the bit of information he was about to receive. "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn, heir to the throne of Gondor. Not many people know that."
"A great king of men. I suppose I must trust you now."
Aragorn laughed as Legolas jested. "Even in pain you manage to be sarcastic." He received no reply, but he knew Legolas would remain alive until he could find him help.
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A few hours later, after painstakingly avoiding capture by the patrol orcs, the two companions found themselves in open air.
"It's a town."
Legolas laughed. "Nothing gets by you, Estel."
The human rolled his eyes. He checked the ground behind them, noticing with happiness that the prince had stopped bleeding heavily. "Let's find someplace where we can get supplies, and then let's go home."
"I like that plan," Legolas mumbled. The drug had his mind hazed so that speaking was difficult.
"I'll bet you do. Let me do the talking, Legolas. You're common tongue is really noticeable here."
"Excuse me," Legolas said, "I can speak common just fine."
"It's too proper, well, and drugged. Just trust me. Look, I see a bar over there. We have to cross the square."
"What's going on, Estel?"
The human looked at Legolas, then followed the elf's finger. A large group of people, and orcs, were gathered around a platform. "Oh. It's a hanging."
"A what?"
"A hanging. They tie a rope around your neck and drop you."
Legolas stopped walking. "But that's barbaric! Why on earth would you do that?"
Aragorn shrugged. "He committed some crime. Come on, Legolas."
The elf turned his head away from the platform, but a distinct crack found its way to his ears a few moments later. He hung his said, saying a quick lament for the man. "May your soul find peace in Mandos."
Aragorn grabbed his sleeve and pulled him inside a small building. He immediately balked at the stench.
Pulling his hood closer around his face, Aragorn went to the bartender. "We need traveling supplies for two."
"By order of the Lady, I cannot serve those whose faces I cannot see."
Aragorn lowered his hood, but gave Legolas a sideways glance. "If you'll pardon my friend." He slipped a gold coin into the man's pocket.
"Well, seeing as how I'm only serving you, I suppose that's not against the law."
"It is, Gere, and you know it," a man near to them stood, his words slurring. "Take off your damn hood."
"He won't, sir, and that is his choice," Estel countered. If he didn't have a pack of orcs on his tail, he would just send Legolas outside.
The man stumbled forward. "He can't talk for himself?" He gripped a handful of Legolas' cloak, and the elf took a step backwards.
A redheaded woman walked between the elf and the man, holding drinks. "Gentlemen, let's keep the bar quiet tonight, shall we? No fights, Kif."
The elf, satisfied with that proposal, turned back to the man behind the bar, as did Aragorn.
Legolas spun as an iron-like grip tangled in the cloak and his hair. The man named Kif faced the elf, holding his head back. "No one gets through here without saying something to us first."
Aragorn stepped by his friend. "He is not from here, that is why he says nothing. He is from the North."
A gnarled had yanked the hood from Legolas' face. The bar fell silent.
"It's an elf!" someone finally said.
The man named Kif smiled. "Do you know the penalty for bringing an elf into this territory?"
Aragorn reached for his new friend. "It has been mentioned, which is why we were on our way out." He grabbed the packing supplies and tried to make for the door.
"Does the Lady know about you?"
Still Legolas said nothing. Aragorn tried to pull him to the door.
Kif pulled the elf closer to himself, pulling out a crude dagger and placing it just under Legolas' chin. The redheaded woman spoke again.
"Leave him alone, Kif. I don't want any blood tonight. Free drinks for you, Kif. Let him go."
The man seemed to consider it, but then made no acknowledgment that she spoke. "Answer me, elf, or I will cut your tongue from your pretty little head."
"Kif! Stop it!"
"Legolas," Aragorn's word of warning came too late.
"Cut my tongue out, and I shan't be able to answer you."
"Don't get smart with me, boy! He pressed the blade against Legolas' throat and a small trickle of blood could be seen over the edge of it.
"We mean no harm, we are just passing through!"
The bar doors swung wide. "There they are! Get them!"
Legolas panicked. In his drug induced mind, going back to the Lady was the thing he wanted to do. Adrenaline pumping, he swung at Kif, knocking the man away from him. Aragorn followed his lead and stated fight anyone he came too close to him. They had been so close to getting out that he was not going to give up now.
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Hey everyone. That wasn't a cliffie, was it? Well, okay, it was, but just a little one, right?
I've been thinking. A couple of people have sent in ideas for plots to me, and I've really liked them and actually incorporated them in. It's fun, too! So, if you have a plot idea for this story, send it in! All are welcome, and if you send it in anonymously, I'll remove the review so no one else can see it, just in case. (I sound like a nerd.) Thanks:
ElizabethBlack: Uhm, FF.net sucks. It's telling me it's not there too, and I posted it. Grrr. Very grrrr. Hey! Rude! I didn't mean I was the exterminator. . . sheesh, lol.
LeggyLover: Don't worry, I didn't forget the twins, lol.
Lulu Bell: Hey, we finally won our first game! Jeez, finally, lol. Thanks for the review!
Jadelyn: Haha, that cracked me up. Seriously, they won't let him out of their sight!
Tamara: Thank you!
Bec: Yeah, I saw one from your sister but not you. But yeah, school has gotten in my way too much. It doesn't really care about my three foot comfort bubble, lol. I'll try to keep my updates quick, but no promises. Life does tend to interfere with our little fantasies on FF.net. That should be my next story, Legolas and Aragorn spend a day in college. Major angst. Lol, anyway, thanks for the review, as always!
Das Blume: Lol, it was the day you missed that I uploaded! Yes, I blame Legolas' troubles on the twins. They ALWAYS get him there, you know? Oh, see, I figured the drugged would have explained it, but apparently I didn't go into that well enough. Oh well, at least I know for next time something like that comes up. Yeah, a/c's are startin' to suck. I see your point.
Fire Eagle: Glad I've made you happy, lol.
Sky: And what makes you think that? I love reading people's guesses, it's so amusing!
Lomiothiel: Oh yeah, I know I forgot the accent, but I just didn't feel lik putting it in. Too much work, lol. Wow, sheesh, a really long review! Yes! Three poor aragorn's! You're keeping track too! I'm up to 24 legolas' too. And of course I'm torturing them! This is me, what did you expect? ::laughs at the stares she receives from Legolas and her reviewer:: Maybe I won't, you never know. I think I could get a lot more poor whoever if I killed him off, don't you? What do you mean 'why can't Legolas see?' He was poisoned and he was under too much stress. (Yes, it happens.) I really am trying to lay off of the cliffhangers. Trying, not succeeding well though, am I?
TsugumiWolf: Yay, fresh blood! I mean, a new reviewer, yay! Lol, thanks for the review. I know, my cliffhangers suck. I even think they suck. Thanks for the review!
StellaPen: Yay! You came back! Ask and ye shall receive, hm? Can I have Legolas? No, that one doesn't work? Darn it. Haha, yes, the Lady comes back into play really quick, and all will be explained! ::laughs evilly:: Thank you for reviewing again!
Dimostiel: Haha, nice pun there, I liked that!
Nikki: Are you begging me to keep him alive? I don't know, I think it's about time we put him out of his misery.
Vanessa: Thanks a mil!
ScaryPossessedEyebrows OF DOOM: Wow, there's a lot of questions. Now, here's a question for you, are you more worried about "Him," or "Her?" Hehe. Yes, I love long reviews! Thanks! Leggy might live. I haven't decided yet. His eyesight is back permanently, or at least for the remainder of this story. How many chapters? I was waitin' for someone to ask. I don't know. I'm adding a lot of scenes in. The original was only about three chapters long. So, if all goes according to plan, there's at least three or four more chapters, maybe more. I'll let you know when I get a better idea. Once the plot starts winding down, then I can tell you, but the plot just started.
Sara: No, I don't know what soon means. Sorry. And what, you don't like my cliffhangers? I'm offended. Poo to you. (It's late, okay? I don't know where 'Poo' came from.) Yeah, I figured they had been stupid long enough and needed to let go of their pride. Things are finally starting to turn around for them. Well, except for that Estel's barely keeping the elf alive with this potion of his. That's kind of a downer.
True-Slytherin-Girl: Good! And thanks!
Brooklyn: Hey, if my chapters were longer than the stories would be really short! And I swear, I'm trying to break my new-found addiction to cliffies.
Bill the Pony: Self inflicted pain suck, really. (I should know with all the injuries I've had.) Well, more pain is coming in the next chapter!