A/N: Right, sorry this took a while, but here it is! In all its
sadistic splendour! And while I'm here, does anyone out there know how to
get italics in here? Everytime I put them in, they just become normal again
when I upload. TELL ME!
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR; I am not Tolkien, yadda yadda yadda.
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What is life, Haldir thought, when truth becomes hidden, and all that remains is darkness, deceiving in doubt and in lies?
Legolas' quiver had been found a short distance away from his knives. The splendour of Lothlorien was, in this place, tainted with evil. Where orc blood had been spilt, never again would green things grow. Yet, where elven blood stained the ground, beautiful, enchanted things would one day sprout, in mournful remembrance.
"What could have drawn them to these parts?" Haldir wondered aloud. "Even the fiercest of orcs fear these woods. None have ever set foot within the borders."
None answered. All over, elves hunted for some indication as to the prince's whereabouts. Aragorn too searched, perhaps with more skill than the elves, but to no avail. Everywhere, the earth was trampled and grass bent low. Merely a ravaging of an unfathomable, wordless tale.
Silent were the footsteps of his kin, yet Haldir could hear every movement. He knew Legolas too had such magnificent senses of sight and hearing. He should have been able to realize the orcs' presence ere any harm could come to him. He should have been able to run back to the city in the trees, and warn them, and if not, fight the creatures off. Unless there were too many, Legolas should have been able to defeat them.
"It is useless." Haldir was drawn from his thoughts at the gruff voice of the dwarf. "There is no way of knowing what took place." Anger took over Haldir's senses. How would a dwarf know? What would the dwarf care for this elf? He would never know what evil could become of elves taken by the dark forces. Yet what would he care, Haldir thought, with almost a mad laughter, if indeed any harm did come to Legolas? It was his fault Legolas had fled so far. It was his hatred that had driven the prince away.
Haldir whirled upon the dwarf, anger flashing in his eyes. "Do you intend to merely give up on prince Legolas?" The surprise and fear in Gimli's eyes rivalled the annoyance in Haldir's. "You will never know what evil becomes of elves, taken by orcs. This is hardly your place to speak about giving up."
Gimli stared hard back, determination glowing in his dark eyes. "I said naught about giving up, master elf." Gimli understood that this elf was much grieved by Legolas' capture. "But this way, we will find nothing. And no time can be wasted, sitting idly by."
Truth rung in the dwarf's words, and Haldir was taken aback by his will to help. The flame of hatred and anger faded from the elf's eyes. "Aye, that is true. I apologized for my outburst." Gimli nodded friendlily. Peace was restored between the two.
"Haldir!" A shout drifted from the edge of the woods. The elf ran off, eager and quick.
Haelhnin was waiting for his captain. "There are heavy tracks here, leading away from Lorien."
Haldir had thought the orcs would be that of Saruman, yet the tracks led not to Isenguard. "They go west. Isenguard is south of here."
Haelhnin too had thought of this. "Aye. Yet the orcs would not want to take Legolas to Isengaurd." Haldir looked up, confusion written on his face. "They would want him for themselves." Sorrow and regret lingered in the young soldiers words, heavy with realization and reality.
Aragorn came running up, and met the faces of the two elves. His gaze fell upon the trampled earth, leading west. Somehow he realized what had happened, and felt his cheeks become moist with tears.
Haldir turned to the man, but only glimpsed the heel of his foot as he trudged wearily back. The elf shook his head in despair. How hard this must be on Aragorn, he thought. And there he swore to do all he could to rescue Legolas. He would not allow grief to take another.
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I deserve this Legolas shut his eyes tight, trying not to think about what was happening. This is the right thing to do. I did the right thing.for once
Blood continued to soak his flesh, as waves of pain wracked the elf's delicate body. Out of instinct, he struggled against the orcs strong grasp, but there were too many. If he would loosen one's hold, another would grab him. Again and again, the knife dug into the fair elven flesh, and Legolas struggled against his urge to cry out. It proved impossible to remain still. Every instinct in his body told him to run, but for his mind. But even if he did try, there was no way he would be able to get past all of the orcs.
Unexpectedly, Legolas felt a jolting pain in his stomach. Everything slowed down. His vision blurred momentarily. He could feel the shock spreading over his face, and fought to remain emotionless. Slowly he lowered his head, and saw the knife, buried not too deep, yet not so shallow, in his stomach. It twisted in cruel patterns, spelling out twisted, corrupt words in the Black tongue. Desperately, he tried to reassure himself. I deserve this.this is my punishment. This is right But every inch of him begged him to flee, to escape this torment. The slow, deep laughter of the orcs reached his ears, though it seemed leagues away; merely an echo of a whisper. Shame overcame his guilt. How could he let these creature just have him? How could he just allow his worst enemy to do whatever they please to him? Perhaps he did deserve this.but he would not let them have him so easily. He would do one last good thing. The orcs would never hear his scream. They would never delight in his pain or fear. These thoughts echoed in his mind, and he desperately tried to remain conscious. Yet peaceful seemed the dark, and he allowed it to overcome his senses, as he drifted into a deep, dreamless slumber.
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A/N: Right then! I would continue, but I've waited long enough to post this chapter. More to come! Not as much of a cliffhanger this time, I will grant you that. But don't expect this to be the end of the cliffhangers! Review, please! I love you for it! Sorry if I don't answer everyone's review, but I just couldn't think of what to say to it. But you know I am thankful for every one of you!
Saki: What's interesting is that a couple nights ago, I was watching a music video by T. A. T. U, and all of a sudden started wondering about stuff. I'm not sure if this will become slash or not. It might! I'll inform you if it does!
Erhothwen: O no! Not algebra! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! *runs and hides * Thanks for adding this to your faves, by the way!
Imirie: *shows SADISTS UNITE button * I have one too! Don't worry, there will be "fallen and can't get up" scenes to come, maybe even in the next chapter! Actually, that's extremely likely! Mucho stubbornness to come! I love elves! They're the best! Then why do I torture them? SADISTS UNITE!
Fairylady: Not as much of a cliffhanger this time! But THERE WILL BE MORE!
Princess-yumin: What Gimli found was Legolas' dagger. He showed it to Aragorn. Sorry if I didn't quite make that clear, but that's what he found. And yes, you ARE getting a taste of your own medicine now. YESS!!!!!!!!! And don't you DARE stop writing your fic!
Forest Elfin: I know! I feel that exact same way! It's extremely twisted, but that's okay!
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR; I am not Tolkien, yadda yadda yadda.
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What is life, Haldir thought, when truth becomes hidden, and all that remains is darkness, deceiving in doubt and in lies?
Legolas' quiver had been found a short distance away from his knives. The splendour of Lothlorien was, in this place, tainted with evil. Where orc blood had been spilt, never again would green things grow. Yet, where elven blood stained the ground, beautiful, enchanted things would one day sprout, in mournful remembrance.
"What could have drawn them to these parts?" Haldir wondered aloud. "Even the fiercest of orcs fear these woods. None have ever set foot within the borders."
None answered. All over, elves hunted for some indication as to the prince's whereabouts. Aragorn too searched, perhaps with more skill than the elves, but to no avail. Everywhere, the earth was trampled and grass bent low. Merely a ravaging of an unfathomable, wordless tale.
Silent were the footsteps of his kin, yet Haldir could hear every movement. He knew Legolas too had such magnificent senses of sight and hearing. He should have been able to realize the orcs' presence ere any harm could come to him. He should have been able to run back to the city in the trees, and warn them, and if not, fight the creatures off. Unless there were too many, Legolas should have been able to defeat them.
"It is useless." Haldir was drawn from his thoughts at the gruff voice of the dwarf. "There is no way of knowing what took place." Anger took over Haldir's senses. How would a dwarf know? What would the dwarf care for this elf? He would never know what evil could become of elves taken by the dark forces. Yet what would he care, Haldir thought, with almost a mad laughter, if indeed any harm did come to Legolas? It was his fault Legolas had fled so far. It was his hatred that had driven the prince away.
Haldir whirled upon the dwarf, anger flashing in his eyes. "Do you intend to merely give up on prince Legolas?" The surprise and fear in Gimli's eyes rivalled the annoyance in Haldir's. "You will never know what evil becomes of elves, taken by orcs. This is hardly your place to speak about giving up."
Gimli stared hard back, determination glowing in his dark eyes. "I said naught about giving up, master elf." Gimli understood that this elf was much grieved by Legolas' capture. "But this way, we will find nothing. And no time can be wasted, sitting idly by."
Truth rung in the dwarf's words, and Haldir was taken aback by his will to help. The flame of hatred and anger faded from the elf's eyes. "Aye, that is true. I apologized for my outburst." Gimli nodded friendlily. Peace was restored between the two.
"Haldir!" A shout drifted from the edge of the woods. The elf ran off, eager and quick.
Haelhnin was waiting for his captain. "There are heavy tracks here, leading away from Lorien."
Haldir had thought the orcs would be that of Saruman, yet the tracks led not to Isenguard. "They go west. Isenguard is south of here."
Haelhnin too had thought of this. "Aye. Yet the orcs would not want to take Legolas to Isengaurd." Haldir looked up, confusion written on his face. "They would want him for themselves." Sorrow and regret lingered in the young soldiers words, heavy with realization and reality.
Aragorn came running up, and met the faces of the two elves. His gaze fell upon the trampled earth, leading west. Somehow he realized what had happened, and felt his cheeks become moist with tears.
Haldir turned to the man, but only glimpsed the heel of his foot as he trudged wearily back. The elf shook his head in despair. How hard this must be on Aragorn, he thought. And there he swore to do all he could to rescue Legolas. He would not allow grief to take another.
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I deserve this Legolas shut his eyes tight, trying not to think about what was happening. This is the right thing to do. I did the right thing.for once
Blood continued to soak his flesh, as waves of pain wracked the elf's delicate body. Out of instinct, he struggled against the orcs strong grasp, but there were too many. If he would loosen one's hold, another would grab him. Again and again, the knife dug into the fair elven flesh, and Legolas struggled against his urge to cry out. It proved impossible to remain still. Every instinct in his body told him to run, but for his mind. But even if he did try, there was no way he would be able to get past all of the orcs.
Unexpectedly, Legolas felt a jolting pain in his stomach. Everything slowed down. His vision blurred momentarily. He could feel the shock spreading over his face, and fought to remain emotionless. Slowly he lowered his head, and saw the knife, buried not too deep, yet not so shallow, in his stomach. It twisted in cruel patterns, spelling out twisted, corrupt words in the Black tongue. Desperately, he tried to reassure himself. I deserve this.this is my punishment. This is right But every inch of him begged him to flee, to escape this torment. The slow, deep laughter of the orcs reached his ears, though it seemed leagues away; merely an echo of a whisper. Shame overcame his guilt. How could he let these creature just have him? How could he just allow his worst enemy to do whatever they please to him? Perhaps he did deserve this.but he would not let them have him so easily. He would do one last good thing. The orcs would never hear his scream. They would never delight in his pain or fear. These thoughts echoed in his mind, and he desperately tried to remain conscious. Yet peaceful seemed the dark, and he allowed it to overcome his senses, as he drifted into a deep, dreamless slumber.
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A/N: Right then! I would continue, but I've waited long enough to post this chapter. More to come! Not as much of a cliffhanger this time, I will grant you that. But don't expect this to be the end of the cliffhangers! Review, please! I love you for it! Sorry if I don't answer everyone's review, but I just couldn't think of what to say to it. But you know I am thankful for every one of you!
Saki: What's interesting is that a couple nights ago, I was watching a music video by T. A. T. U, and all of a sudden started wondering about stuff. I'm not sure if this will become slash or not. It might! I'll inform you if it does!
Erhothwen: O no! Not algebra! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! *runs and hides * Thanks for adding this to your faves, by the way!
Imirie: *shows SADISTS UNITE button * I have one too! Don't worry, there will be "fallen and can't get up" scenes to come, maybe even in the next chapter! Actually, that's extremely likely! Mucho stubbornness to come! I love elves! They're the best! Then why do I torture them? SADISTS UNITE!
Fairylady: Not as much of a cliffhanger this time! But THERE WILL BE MORE!
Princess-yumin: What Gimli found was Legolas' dagger. He showed it to Aragorn. Sorry if I didn't quite make that clear, but that's what he found. And yes, you ARE getting a taste of your own medicine now. YESS!!!!!!!!! And don't you DARE stop writing your fic!
Forest Elfin: I know! I feel that exact same way! It's extremely twisted, but that's okay!