DISCLAIMER- Oh brill, here we go again. It's not mine. Not mine. YOU HEAR
ME?!?! NOT MINE!!! Why?! Why can't I
own it?!
"Don't worry, when you finish writing your book, you'll own them." I
suppose. BUT I WANNA OWN LEGGY AND AGGY!!! WAAAAAAH!!!
Thanks for the reviews!
Tap Dancing Widow; Oh, you hate cliffhangers? Well, you're /really/ gonna enjoy this story. =D
Stephanie-Lou; Yeah, they are kinda cute, aren't they?! =) Yeah, there's gonna be a bit of an 'ouch' factor in this chappie. so, here's the next chappie to make it up to you!
Anyway, on with the story.
~*~*~*~
Chapter 2.
The tree trunk groaned heartily. Legolas' expression changed rapidly from joy to utter fear as he stumbled off his feet and landed with a thud on his back end.
Aragorn was paralyzed with fear. The tree was breaking in the middle, and his best friend was on top of it!
"Legolas, get back here now!" he squealed.
Fear seemed to have gripped the Elf as well however, and his eyes grew wide as a great split appeared down the middle of the wood.
"Legolas, NOW!" shrieked Aragorn. He was totally helpless as the beams cracked apart.
Legolas was completely terrified. He edged away from the ever-increasing fracture in the once tall and proud symbol of nature, but he was far too slow to reach the other side.
The wood splintered and broke beneath him. and even Elves can't fly.
"ESTEL, HELP!" he cried out in terror, but to no avail. He rocketed towards the ground.
"LEGOLAS!" screamed Aragorn as he watched his Elven friend fall down into the ravine. He plucked up all his courage to race to the edge and peer over the side.
~*~*~*~
Back in the halls of Rivendell, Lord Elrond was sitting at his table. He was expecting the two youngsters to be back in a couple of hours; after all, they couldn't get into that much trouble inside the confines of the great Elven city.
He was studying a book on healing when it happened.
A great searing pain flared across his forehead, causing the half elf to drop his tome and clutch at the burning sensation. As quickly as it came, it passed, and he sat, gasping, wondering what had happened.
He only knew too well. "Which one this time?" he thought worriedly, as he raced out of the room, clutching his bag with healing herbs in as he left.
~*~*~*~
He was falling.
It was the most peculiar feeling; like flying in a way, except. well, downwards.
He heard someone scream his name hysterically as the ground rushed up to meet him.
Legolas hit the cold stone floor on his left side with a sickening thud. He heard a snap, a pop, and a crunch as he fell out of consciousness.
~*~*~*~
Aragorn stared in horror at what had become of his friend.
Legolas was unconscious, lying on his left side. He sported a large gash on his forehead that bled ferociously, and judging by the awkward position at which his shoulder, forearm and wrist lay at, his left arm was dislocated and broken in two places.
Aragorn shuddered, not just because of the slight chill that had entered the air, but with apprehension of any other more grievous hurts his friend could have sustained.
"What do I do?" he whispered to himself desperately. He could go and alert his father, but that would mean leaving Legolas alone, unable to defend himself, unconscious at the bottom of a cliff. It just wouldn't do. After all, what if something went wrong?
He could wait until someone came looking for them. That way, they would see him and then help Legolas. It seemed like a good idea.
But he had to check his friend. There could be many more unseen injuries.
He could always climb down. Climb down, check his friend, and then wait for someone to come.
Yes, that was it. However, he would have to get down there first. He peeked over the edge again, and the sheer drop made him dizzy.
He was always the scared one out of the two of them. You could always bet that if Legolas and Aragorn got into trouble, it was normally the Elven Prince's fault.
Well, that was all going to change. He *would* overcome his fears, he *would* show that he was brave enough to help a friend in need.
All he had to do was work out how to get down there.
~*~*~*~
Ok, so now you know what happened to Legolas! Ooh, ain't I evil?! =D
So, if you wanna see more, you know what to do!
R+R!!! Go on; use that little purple/blue button in the corner. You know you want to. It's calling your name.
"Reader. dear reader, press the button."
Go on. Obey the button.
Thanks for the reviews!
Tap Dancing Widow; Oh, you hate cliffhangers? Well, you're /really/ gonna enjoy this story. =D
Stephanie-Lou; Yeah, they are kinda cute, aren't they?! =) Yeah, there's gonna be a bit of an 'ouch' factor in this chappie. so, here's the next chappie to make it up to you!
Anyway, on with the story.
~*~*~*~
Chapter 2.
The tree trunk groaned heartily. Legolas' expression changed rapidly from joy to utter fear as he stumbled off his feet and landed with a thud on his back end.
Aragorn was paralyzed with fear. The tree was breaking in the middle, and his best friend was on top of it!
"Legolas, get back here now!" he squealed.
Fear seemed to have gripped the Elf as well however, and his eyes grew wide as a great split appeared down the middle of the wood.
"Legolas, NOW!" shrieked Aragorn. He was totally helpless as the beams cracked apart.
Legolas was completely terrified. He edged away from the ever-increasing fracture in the once tall and proud symbol of nature, but he was far too slow to reach the other side.
The wood splintered and broke beneath him. and even Elves can't fly.
"ESTEL, HELP!" he cried out in terror, but to no avail. He rocketed towards the ground.
"LEGOLAS!" screamed Aragorn as he watched his Elven friend fall down into the ravine. He plucked up all his courage to race to the edge and peer over the side.
~*~*~*~
Back in the halls of Rivendell, Lord Elrond was sitting at his table. He was expecting the two youngsters to be back in a couple of hours; after all, they couldn't get into that much trouble inside the confines of the great Elven city.
He was studying a book on healing when it happened.
A great searing pain flared across his forehead, causing the half elf to drop his tome and clutch at the burning sensation. As quickly as it came, it passed, and he sat, gasping, wondering what had happened.
He only knew too well. "Which one this time?" he thought worriedly, as he raced out of the room, clutching his bag with healing herbs in as he left.
~*~*~*~
He was falling.
It was the most peculiar feeling; like flying in a way, except. well, downwards.
He heard someone scream his name hysterically as the ground rushed up to meet him.
Legolas hit the cold stone floor on his left side with a sickening thud. He heard a snap, a pop, and a crunch as he fell out of consciousness.
~*~*~*~
Aragorn stared in horror at what had become of his friend.
Legolas was unconscious, lying on his left side. He sported a large gash on his forehead that bled ferociously, and judging by the awkward position at which his shoulder, forearm and wrist lay at, his left arm was dislocated and broken in two places.
Aragorn shuddered, not just because of the slight chill that had entered the air, but with apprehension of any other more grievous hurts his friend could have sustained.
"What do I do?" he whispered to himself desperately. He could go and alert his father, but that would mean leaving Legolas alone, unable to defend himself, unconscious at the bottom of a cliff. It just wouldn't do. After all, what if something went wrong?
He could wait until someone came looking for them. That way, they would see him and then help Legolas. It seemed like a good idea.
But he had to check his friend. There could be many more unseen injuries.
He could always climb down. Climb down, check his friend, and then wait for someone to come.
Yes, that was it. However, he would have to get down there first. He peeked over the edge again, and the sheer drop made him dizzy.
He was always the scared one out of the two of them. You could always bet that if Legolas and Aragorn got into trouble, it was normally the Elven Prince's fault.
Well, that was all going to change. He *would* overcome his fears, he *would* show that he was brave enough to help a friend in need.
All he had to do was work out how to get down there.
~*~*~*~
Ok, so now you know what happened to Legolas! Ooh, ain't I evil?! =D
So, if you wanna see more, you know what to do!
R+R!!! Go on; use that little purple/blue button in the corner. You know you want to. It's calling your name.
"Reader. dear reader, press the button."
Go on. Obey the button.