I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED FOR AGES! This problem goes all the way
back to July! First off, it was the summer hols in England and I was too
busy with everything as I have two of my mate's birthday in July. I had my
mate's birthday on the 11th and we all went over the park (sounds sad but
it's where everyone who's anyone hangs out). Then it was my best friend's
sleepover. That was such a laugh! And then the sodding computer broke down
and it took a couple of months to fix it and by the time we got it back I
had wrote loads of my story and I wanted to update it! But the blimming
Internet didn't work. So we got that fixed and when I went to install MSN
messenger, it froze and wouldn't work again!! By this time I was pulling my
hair out! We got it fixed but there was no word on it. But the other day I
put it on and now I can finally write again! *jumps for joy*I felt really
bad! Sorry, sorry, sorry!!!!
I have seen Pirates of the Caribbean 5 times! It is such a brilliant film!
Orlando looks really fit but I think Jack Sparrow steals the show! He is so
funny! The way he walks, talks and everything! I can't get enough of the
film! I also bought ttt! That is such a cool film. It has more Legolas in
it and the extras.... wow. Orlando topless! I sorta squealed with delight!
And on the wb special Billy Boyd and Dominic Monaghan are sitting in a cafe
and they start joking and when they are playing pool, Dom rips this piece
of tape off of Billy's chest hair and he starts swearing. It is so funny!
Everyone buy it! *New line cinema sneakily passes wads of notes to Nariel*
Sorry! That was blatant advertising!
REPLIES! Padfoot Luva1: Thanks. Legolas rocks and so does every other character that Orli's ever played (and Orlando himself, of course!)!
KAKYUU3: I don't know what bit you are talking about but thanks anyways!
O.K., the disclaimer. Here goes: I own nothing to do with lord of the rings etc. However I do own Earwen and I will own some more characters! And a place! *does happy dance*
By the way, this is an A/U fic.
Anyway I've delayed it enough, here is the sixth chapter!
----------=Start of/ end of chapter
*~*~* =Start of/end of flashback
******= Different place/situation
When you remember
Chapter 6: Treacherous roads
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Later
"Come on you guys! You are so slow!" Legolas taunted his friends playfully as he jumped through the trees.
"Honestly, he's like a little kid when he's out in the forest!" Aragorn muttered. Legolas' keen ears heard him.
"I heard that! I am not!"
"You're acting like one now!" Aragorn and Gimli both grinned at each other.
Legolas dropped down in front of them.
" We are getting closer. We need to head off of this path. I'm going to tell them." He indicated towards the Lorien troops marching ahead and ran up to them. He whispered something to Haldir, who nodded and watched Legolas walk back towards them. "Let's go."
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They had been walking for about half an hour now. Legolas was striding slightly ahead, his eyes looking around at their surroundings. Suddenly he stopped in the middle of a small clearing.
"We are here." Gimli and Aragorn looked at each other. They waited until Legolas had flitted up into the trees then started talking quietly to each other.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Gimli asked.
"No. Definitely not."
Just then Legolas jumped into their view and sat on a branch, one leg dangling off the edge.
"This place has a bad aura to it. The trees told me someone was killed here. Is this true?"
"Aye, lad, it be true." Gimli said.
"Do you know their name?"
"Yes. She was an elf maiden, Earwen." Aragorn immediately regretted saying that and sideways glare from Gimli showed the dwarf thought the same.
"That sounds familiar." Legolas' eyes became far away as he thought about it. "That means freedom, doesn't it?"
"Yes, why?"
"It's a bit ironic, isn't it? I mean she got freedom from this place and that was her name." Legolas said thoughtfully.
They sat down in a peaceful silence for many hours and eventually Aragorn and Gimli fell asleep. Legolas went up into the canopy and gazed at the breath-taking view.
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By the time Aragorn had woke up, the Sun was setting. Aragorn shook Gimli awake and noticed that Legolas was nowhere to be seen. They were about to start calling him when all of a sudden a beautiful song rang through the air, coming from the tree canopy. Aragorn and Gimli just stood there in awe and listened.
"Freedom for your heart Against this endless pain Freedom from the poison That flows through every vein. Freedom for your memory From years of hurt and death And you only saw your freedom As the knife came from its sheath Down the Halls of Mandos Where ancient people lie, Away from this frightening, evil place Where you were left to die."
Once the song had finished, Gimli called out quietly:
"Legolas? Is that you?"
A rustle was heard in the leaves and the graceful figure of Legolas Greenleaf dropped in front of them.
"That was beautiful." Both mortals could think of nothing else to say.
"Well, she was an elf, she should get a proper elvish mourning." And again he walked off. Aragorn told Gimli to leave him awhile.
"He still isn't used to death, especially that on an elf." They both sat down again heavily and awaited the wanderer's return.
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Legolas couldn't think straight. He knew that name from somewhere, but where was a mystery to him. He could not solve it until suddenly is eyes rolled back into his head and reality dissolved into the past.
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A face full of pain and terror. Terror of death. An elf cradled in some one's arms. His arms! They were covered in blood, both red and black. And the pain! He could see in the corner of his eye that a stream of blood, his blood, was oozing from a large stab wound and mingled with the rest of the sticky substance that coated his arms.
He was suddenly aware that the person in his arms, a girl, was finding it hard to breathe. He felt a sting in his heart. She was dying. He choked on his breath as she left Arda and her body went limp.
Wet and salty tears trailed down his face as his soul and heart leapt into his mouth.
His body slowly went slumped and his eyes glassed over as he lost consciousness.
*~*~*~*~*
Legolas stumbled, his azure eyes opened wide in shock. Where had that come from? One thing was certain, it definitely gave him some answers to his questions.
"Legolas...." Someone whispered his name.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Legolas tried to shrink into the trees like a frightened child.
"You know what I want Legolas- I want revenge!!!" A face screaming with fury flashed in front of him.
"What the-" His words were cut short as a searing pain cut through his head. He started shaking violently as a biting cold took a death grip on his body.
As quickly as it came, the pain stopped. Legolas heard leave crunching in the distance. And a faint noise.
"Legolas, where are you?" The crunching noise became louder.
"Laiquilasse!" And louder still.
"Where are you?" Bushes rustled as Aragorn and Gimli stumbled in the clearing.
"We must leave now if we want to get to Ithilien by the fortnight."
"Oh, okay."
"The horses are coming."
"Right." Legolas' voice was monotone. Gimli heard this and said;
"What's the matter, elf?" Gimli heard this.
"Nothing. I'm alright." Legolas brightened immediately. The group stood in silence for a few minutes before Legolas said:
"Come on then, what are we waiting for?" He ran ahead before stopping, turning his head to look over his shoulder and, raising one perfectly archer brow, questioned childishly; "Are you coming or what?"
Gimli gave Aragorn a evil grin, he nodded in agreement and both started after the elf, who yelped and sprinted away.
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They had been travelling for a few days now and had been lucky enough not to encounter anything...yet. In every journey they made, one of them always, without a doubt, came back with an injury usually a serious one at that.
Legolas knew the horses were tiring so he signalled to the others to stop by a small brook of clear, fresh water.
"We should rest for a while. From what I can gather we will need to travel for at least eight more days and the horses need to stop. I will keep watch. You two can sleep." the stern fatherly look on Legolas' face left no room for argument. The other two rolled their cloaks up and laid their heads on the makeshift pillows.
Legolas climbed up a tree facing eastwards and held his bow in his hand, eyes darting around the border. For a few hours he heard nor saw anything. It was quiet. Too quiet. A noise drifted to his ears.
"They are around here somewhere. Mistress wants them dead! Find them!" He winced. The throaty voice hurt his ears. Orcs! Legolas squinted and saw that just on the horizon line, earl too far away for even his eyes to see, was a small flurry of orcs, no more than five or six in total. He decided that there was no need for him to wake the others as he could take them out easily. He would just wait.
Finally, after more than three hours of waiting, he heard a hate-filled voice cry out;
"Elf, elf! Keep him alive. She wants him!" Scimitars were brought out and Legolas speedily shot three orcs. he used an arrow to stab another in the gut
"Four down, two to go." He thought grimly to himself.
Almost suddenly, stamping feet were heard in the distance.
"Holy fuck!" Orcs cringed at the beautiful voice they admired and envied. He just had time to kill the last two before the larger group was upon him.
"Okay, now would be a good time to wake up you two!" Legolas whispered. And, luckily, they did
"Shut up..." Gimli went to call out and stop the noise and the realised that it was battle sounds coming from a little way off. Aragorn had rose from the ground and they both ran off in the direction of the noise.
Legolas at the war cries and saw his trusty friends attacking the beasts with great ferocity. He sighed, relieved. He knew there was a fair- sized group left but with the mortals' help, they would easily win, as long as they guarded each other's back. This promise was always carried out between the warriors.
He jumped into reality again as he realised he was being attacked by an orc. He had no arrows left and as he drew his knives, the orc knocked them out of his hands. The creature raised his weapon to deliver the fatal blow. The orc brung it swinging through the air, heading towards its target, Legolas' skull.
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*evil cackle* Cliffie!! Sorry, I've always wanted to do that! * Men in black suits come in and cart Nariel off in a straight jacket to the mental institute*
Nariel: You can't do this to me! I'm not mad! Hi butterfly what's your name?
see ya!
Nariel
REPLIES! Padfoot Luva1: Thanks. Legolas rocks and so does every other character that Orli's ever played (and Orlando himself, of course!)!
KAKYUU3: I don't know what bit you are talking about but thanks anyways!
O.K., the disclaimer. Here goes: I own nothing to do with lord of the rings etc. However I do own Earwen and I will own some more characters! And a place! *does happy dance*
By the way, this is an A/U fic.
Anyway I've delayed it enough, here is the sixth chapter!
----------=Start of/ end of chapter
*~*~* =Start of/end of flashback
******= Different place/situation
When you remember
Chapter 6: Treacherous roads
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Later
"Come on you guys! You are so slow!" Legolas taunted his friends playfully as he jumped through the trees.
"Honestly, he's like a little kid when he's out in the forest!" Aragorn muttered. Legolas' keen ears heard him.
"I heard that! I am not!"
"You're acting like one now!" Aragorn and Gimli both grinned at each other.
Legolas dropped down in front of them.
" We are getting closer. We need to head off of this path. I'm going to tell them." He indicated towards the Lorien troops marching ahead and ran up to them. He whispered something to Haldir, who nodded and watched Legolas walk back towards them. "Let's go."
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They had been walking for about half an hour now. Legolas was striding slightly ahead, his eyes looking around at their surroundings. Suddenly he stopped in the middle of a small clearing.
"We are here." Gimli and Aragorn looked at each other. They waited until Legolas had flitted up into the trees then started talking quietly to each other.
"Do you think we should tell him?" Gimli asked.
"No. Definitely not."
Just then Legolas jumped into their view and sat on a branch, one leg dangling off the edge.
"This place has a bad aura to it. The trees told me someone was killed here. Is this true?"
"Aye, lad, it be true." Gimli said.
"Do you know their name?"
"Yes. She was an elf maiden, Earwen." Aragorn immediately regretted saying that and sideways glare from Gimli showed the dwarf thought the same.
"That sounds familiar." Legolas' eyes became far away as he thought about it. "That means freedom, doesn't it?"
"Yes, why?"
"It's a bit ironic, isn't it? I mean she got freedom from this place and that was her name." Legolas said thoughtfully.
They sat down in a peaceful silence for many hours and eventually Aragorn and Gimli fell asleep. Legolas went up into the canopy and gazed at the breath-taking view.
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By the time Aragorn had woke up, the Sun was setting. Aragorn shook Gimli awake and noticed that Legolas was nowhere to be seen. They were about to start calling him when all of a sudden a beautiful song rang through the air, coming from the tree canopy. Aragorn and Gimli just stood there in awe and listened.
"Freedom for your heart Against this endless pain Freedom from the poison That flows through every vein. Freedom for your memory From years of hurt and death And you only saw your freedom As the knife came from its sheath Down the Halls of Mandos Where ancient people lie, Away from this frightening, evil place Where you were left to die."
Once the song had finished, Gimli called out quietly:
"Legolas? Is that you?"
A rustle was heard in the leaves and the graceful figure of Legolas Greenleaf dropped in front of them.
"That was beautiful." Both mortals could think of nothing else to say.
"Well, she was an elf, she should get a proper elvish mourning." And again he walked off. Aragorn told Gimli to leave him awhile.
"He still isn't used to death, especially that on an elf." They both sat down again heavily and awaited the wanderer's return.
*********************************
Legolas couldn't think straight. He knew that name from somewhere, but where was a mystery to him. He could not solve it until suddenly is eyes rolled back into his head and reality dissolved into the past.
*~*~*~*~*
A face full of pain and terror. Terror of death. An elf cradled in some one's arms. His arms! They were covered in blood, both red and black. And the pain! He could see in the corner of his eye that a stream of blood, his blood, was oozing from a large stab wound and mingled with the rest of the sticky substance that coated his arms.
He was suddenly aware that the person in his arms, a girl, was finding it hard to breathe. He felt a sting in his heart. She was dying. He choked on his breath as she left Arda and her body went limp.
Wet and salty tears trailed down his face as his soul and heart leapt into his mouth.
His body slowly went slumped and his eyes glassed over as he lost consciousness.
*~*~*~*~*
Legolas stumbled, his azure eyes opened wide in shock. Where had that come from? One thing was certain, it definitely gave him some answers to his questions.
"Legolas...." Someone whispered his name.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Legolas tried to shrink into the trees like a frightened child.
"You know what I want Legolas- I want revenge!!!" A face screaming with fury flashed in front of him.
"What the-" His words were cut short as a searing pain cut through his head. He started shaking violently as a biting cold took a death grip on his body.
As quickly as it came, the pain stopped. Legolas heard leave crunching in the distance. And a faint noise.
"Legolas, where are you?" The crunching noise became louder.
"Laiquilasse!" And louder still.
"Where are you?" Bushes rustled as Aragorn and Gimli stumbled in the clearing.
"We must leave now if we want to get to Ithilien by the fortnight."
"Oh, okay."
"The horses are coming."
"Right." Legolas' voice was monotone. Gimli heard this and said;
"What's the matter, elf?" Gimli heard this.
"Nothing. I'm alright." Legolas brightened immediately. The group stood in silence for a few minutes before Legolas said:
"Come on then, what are we waiting for?" He ran ahead before stopping, turning his head to look over his shoulder and, raising one perfectly archer brow, questioned childishly; "Are you coming or what?"
Gimli gave Aragorn a evil grin, he nodded in agreement and both started after the elf, who yelped and sprinted away.
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They had been travelling for a few days now and had been lucky enough not to encounter anything...yet. In every journey they made, one of them always, without a doubt, came back with an injury usually a serious one at that.
Legolas knew the horses were tiring so he signalled to the others to stop by a small brook of clear, fresh water.
"We should rest for a while. From what I can gather we will need to travel for at least eight more days and the horses need to stop. I will keep watch. You two can sleep." the stern fatherly look on Legolas' face left no room for argument. The other two rolled their cloaks up and laid their heads on the makeshift pillows.
Legolas climbed up a tree facing eastwards and held his bow in his hand, eyes darting around the border. For a few hours he heard nor saw anything. It was quiet. Too quiet. A noise drifted to his ears.
"They are around here somewhere. Mistress wants them dead! Find them!" He winced. The throaty voice hurt his ears. Orcs! Legolas squinted and saw that just on the horizon line, earl too far away for even his eyes to see, was a small flurry of orcs, no more than five or six in total. He decided that there was no need for him to wake the others as he could take them out easily. He would just wait.
Finally, after more than three hours of waiting, he heard a hate-filled voice cry out;
"Elf, elf! Keep him alive. She wants him!" Scimitars were brought out and Legolas speedily shot three orcs. he used an arrow to stab another in the gut
"Four down, two to go." He thought grimly to himself.
Almost suddenly, stamping feet were heard in the distance.
"Holy fuck!" Orcs cringed at the beautiful voice they admired and envied. He just had time to kill the last two before the larger group was upon him.
"Okay, now would be a good time to wake up you two!" Legolas whispered. And, luckily, they did
"Shut up..." Gimli went to call out and stop the noise and the realised that it was battle sounds coming from a little way off. Aragorn had rose from the ground and they both ran off in the direction of the noise.
Legolas at the war cries and saw his trusty friends attacking the beasts with great ferocity. He sighed, relieved. He knew there was a fair- sized group left but with the mortals' help, they would easily win, as long as they guarded each other's back. This promise was always carried out between the warriors.
He jumped into reality again as he realised he was being attacked by an orc. He had no arrows left and as he drew his knives, the orc knocked them out of his hands. The creature raised his weapon to deliver the fatal blow. The orc brung it swinging through the air, heading towards its target, Legolas' skull.
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*evil cackle* Cliffie!! Sorry, I've always wanted to do that! * Men in black suits come in and cart Nariel off in a straight jacket to the mental institute*
Nariel: You can't do this to me! I'm not mad! Hi butterfly what's your name?
see ya!
Nariel