What Now?!?
(Notes: Sorry it took me so long to write this chapter. I wonder if anyone still wants to continue reading….)
Gimli stands over Legolas's comatose body. He holds his mug of ale and every once in awhile takes a sip. He decides to wake up the Elf by pouring some of his drink on his face.
Legolas flails around on the floor for a bit and spits out the ale. He chokes for awhile before sitting up and glares at Gimli.
"Why did you have to go and do that for?"
Gimli just shrugs and finishes off the rest of his ale. He then helps Legolas up from the ground. He turns around to get Aragorn so they could leave the dreadful tavern once and for all. But when he turns, Aragorn is nowhere to be seen. He turns his head to the right, then to left, then behind him. The human is nowhere that he could see.
"Where did that filthy Human go? Here, let me climb on your shoulders for a better look."
"What", Legolas looks at Gimli strangely, still not sure what's happening. Before he knew it the Dwarf starts scaling his back. Gimli grabs onto his neck, nearly strangling him. His legs dangle for a bit as he feverishly kicks them trying to build up enough energy to boost himself onto the Elf's shoulders. He uses his shoulders as a perch and puts each leg on either side of the other's neck.
Legolas staggers back and forth slightly under Gimli's weight. "In the name of Elbereth, you're heavy!"
Gimli looks all around the tavern from his new vantage point. Then suddenly a door flies open from the opposite end of the room and Aragorn scurries out. He is running from a group of about five large drunkards. They look fairly mad as they chase him and shout obscenities at him.
Gimli now begins to lower himself from his perch. He grabs onto Legolas's face so he can lower his legs without falling. He then lets go and drops to the floor. At about this time Aragorn runs past them and shouts, "Run! Follow me." He doesn't even slow down as he passes them.
They watch him run out of the bar then they look at the men running their way and wisely decide to follow him out of the tavern.
Outside Gimli and Legolas just catch a glimpse of Aragorn turning down and alleyway. They follow him into the alley and soon catch up to him. All three are breathing heavily and have to use the nearby wall for support.
"What is going on, Aragorn", Legolas looks to the Human.
Aragorn doesn't have enough time to answer for the men appear at the entrance to the alley. The chase resumes.
Aragorn leads his companions this way and that, trough winding alleyways. When it seems they have lost their pursuers they take a wrong turn. They come up to a dead end. They turn to run back and take another turn, but the five men block their way. They grin and the three, yellow, rotted teeth showing. One, presumably the leader, slowly advances on the trio with a small dagger in his hand. The others follow closely behind.
Now what was supposed to have been a day of fun and celebration may soon become a day of peril and perhaps even murder.
TBC…
Sorry this one is short again. Guess it's sort of the theme of this story. I'm sorry it took me sooooooooooo long to update this story. Hope it was worth it. Thanks for all the nice reviews!!!!!