~ AN- Hey people! Ok, school is officially out in two and a half days! (The
date at this moment is 8:33 PM on the 17th of June) and God, by the time I
actually get this up, it'll be over and then I'll be happy and I'll be able
to update a lot more frequently! Happy yet? Anyway, I'm going to say a very
big thank you to the reviewer Alida-fruit (She's an awesome author and go
read her story "Fading hope" because it is the best story I've ever read!)
because every time she reviews, I get a new idea for this story! Thanks
Alida! ~
Disclaimer- I still don't own! Darn!
Chapter 4
Pulling along a human woman through thick woods, Legolas found as he pulled Amowiel through the bush, was far more difficult than he had anticipated.
The woman was obviously not made for this terrain like Legolas was. Her balance and grace did not appear as she was pulled through the thick forest and unlike an Elf, she could not move swiftly through the thick trees and underbrush. Her confining dress caught on branches, catching her momentary.
Neither the Elf nor human had spoken a word since Legolas had told the woman that if she were to refuse or fight him, she would die. Silence was something that seemed to relax Legolas and cause Amowiel fear.
Amowiel swallowed the giant lump that had gathered in her throat, and looked on as Legolas, holding her wrist, pulled her through the terrain she was unaccustomed to. Fear of the Elf made her want to cry, but she willed the tears not to breach her eyes. How had she, over all other high classing young woman in Gondor, get chosen for assassination?
" What do you plan to do to me?" she asked quietly, " if you do not want to slay me, why keep me alive?"
Legolas looked slightly back at the woman he pulled, but remained quiet. He had learned two important things in all of his years as an assassin, and they were never take prisoners (and he had already broken that rule fiercely) and never speak to the one you were hired to kill.
Legolas's silence angered Amowiel. If she was to die, or whatever this Elf had in store for her, she had every right to know exactly how and why.
" Answer me Elf!" She spoke, her voice clear, but she was quaking on the inside.
Legolas stopped moving and very slowly, turned to face Amowiel.
The look upon his face made the woman want to recoil. His fair face itself was cold and emotionless, but his eyes seemed to blaze.
" Human," he hissed quietly, tightening the grip her hand on her wrist until she grimaced, " I have not want nor need to speak to you. You will not know your fate, because even to me, the one who has the power to kill you or let you live, knows what shall befall you. If you are lucky, you may live, but that chance is slim, and it shall only come to pass if you do not annoy me!"
Amowiel lowered her eyes to the ground. She dared not look at the Elf, fearing that he would be able to see the terror in her eyes. The stories her father had told her about the Elven race when she was child ran through her mind. Everything her father had said seemed to be true. Elves were nothing but soulless creatures.
" If you are not to speak with me," she asked quietly, her voice trying to sound controlled, " than cam you at least ease the grip you have upon my arm. You're hurting me!"
Legolas glared at the girl, but loosened the grip upon her arm. He wouldn't let her go completely, because he knew the girl would run, and at this moment, he needed her alive.
This woman was important in her city and to her people. Her father was the one human who was pushing for war against the Elves. The army that marched towards Mirkwood was most likely being lead by Amowiel's father and if Legolas could manage to arrive at Mirkwood before the army attacked, he could persuade them to return back to their own city if he gave the woman back unharmed. At least, that was what he hoped would happen.
There was one possible flaw in his plan. What if Amowiel's father cared not for her safety? What if he were to press upon war, even if he was threatened that harm would come to his daughter. Not all parents cared about the welfare of their children, as Legolas had found out living with his father all the years after his mother had died. Even if there were cretin risks in taking this girl prisoner, if it could prevent a surprise attack and open war with the humans, it was worth it.
" Where are we going?" Amowiel again found her courage and asked him a question, " If you can at least tell me that, I shall remain quiet,"
Legolas felt another burst of annoyance, but going against every rule of the assassin he had been taught, the Elf spoke.
" I am bringing you to my home. Mirkwood,"
Amowiel's breath caught in her throat and she abruptly stopped moving (Which made Legolas stop moving too, and he wasn't very happy about it).
" Are you mad?" Amowiel asked, her voice a mix of fear and surprise, " Do you really think that I'd have any chance of survival if you are to take me to an Elvsh city?! I am aware that you don't think too highly of me being a human, but it came from your mouth that I may yet live!"
Legolas looked at her in a confused manner, and then spoke.
" What are you talking about?"
" You are mad!" She cried, looking even more fearful, " I am a human, and I doubt highly that I would be welcome within the boarders of a Elf city! They hate my race! You hate my race! I'd prefer if you were just to kill me now instead of leading me anywhere near a Elf city!"
Legolas no longer felt confused, but angry. How dare this little human talk with so much disdain about his people! Her people, her father non-the les, were forcing war upon the Elves, and she had the nerve to say evil things about Elves!
" You should learn not to speak of things you do not know, Human!" Legolas growled, whipping around to face her, " You know nothing of my race or of my city! You know nothing about the Elves except what vicious lies you have been told by your kin! We are not evil, and we do not wish to wipe out your race, as you do ours, and we are opposed to war, unlike you who seem to be forcing it upon us!"
" We're forcing war upon you!?" Amowiel gave what seemed to be a sarcastic laugh, " It is not us who are sending an assassin to kill our people and kidnap us!"
" No," Legolas replied, his eyes narrowing into angry slits, " your people just send an army marching upon an unprepared city!"
Amowiel opened her mouth to reply, but then what Legolas had said to her registered in her mind. " What?" she asked, her voice low and shocked.
" An army marched northward towards my city as I traveled towards yours! The army of my people is ill prepared for battle because we never imagined that your people would risk open war," Legolas replied coldly.
Amowiel stared at the Elf in a mixture of shock and horror. That was why her father had rushed out early in the morning the previous day. How could they march like that? The woman asked herself, how could they declare open war?
" I didn't know," she whispered, " how can they march now? They have not even given sign of their coming attack,"
Legolas looked at the woman, and a realization came to him. This woman knew nothing of what was going on. Her mind had probably been filled with lies about his people. He had been told to kill someone with no clue to what was happening outside her city walls. He was supposed to kill a complete innocent!
Legolas glanced up at the sky and noticed with great unhappiness that it was growing dark. He could not travel at night; Amowiel had too much trouble traveling during the day and he knew not what beasts lurked within this forest.
" We must start a fire," He stated, " and I am going to let go of your wrist, but if you try to run, I'll end up killing you," Amowiel nodded her head, " and after the fire has been started, I wish to hear all of the lies your father has told about Elves," *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Shout outs to reviewers!
Betsy- Well, I'm glad I got someone obsessed! LOL! I'm sorry you need to keep emailing me to update! I'll try harder for you! So, do you really consider yourself my number one fan? LOL J/K!!
Eternallymine- Yeah, you're right, anything to do with Legolas had great potential! LOL! I know it takes me a while to update, but you know what, if you keep reviewing, I'll try harder!
Elifaer Giliell- Thanks! I'm glad you decided to read "Somewhere I belong"! I'm always happy to get your reviews on "Return of the shadow"! Thanks, it really makes me all warm and tingly inside whenever I get a compliment! (But I don't let it go to my head!)
Alida-fruit- You cannot imagine how important your reviews are to me! Like I said in my AN, every review you place, I get a new idea! Sorry that your reviews got deleted! I hate when that happens!
Brianne + Erin- (This was a very * bad * joke played on me by two of my friends) Screw you Erin! Joey sucks and he must die! He is the biggest player ever! I do have a life, and a brain, unlike you two! Brianne, how much did Erin pay you to put your email up? LOL! Rock on guys and see you over the summer! I miss you two already!
~ AN- Well, another chapter done! I have nothing to say but read and review and rock on! School is out, so I hope that I'll be able to update more! Till the next chapter!~ Peace out and rock on! ~
Disclaimer- I still don't own! Darn!
Chapter 4
Pulling along a human woman through thick woods, Legolas found as he pulled Amowiel through the bush, was far more difficult than he had anticipated.
The woman was obviously not made for this terrain like Legolas was. Her balance and grace did not appear as she was pulled through the thick forest and unlike an Elf, she could not move swiftly through the thick trees and underbrush. Her confining dress caught on branches, catching her momentary.
Neither the Elf nor human had spoken a word since Legolas had told the woman that if she were to refuse or fight him, she would die. Silence was something that seemed to relax Legolas and cause Amowiel fear.
Amowiel swallowed the giant lump that had gathered in her throat, and looked on as Legolas, holding her wrist, pulled her through the terrain she was unaccustomed to. Fear of the Elf made her want to cry, but she willed the tears not to breach her eyes. How had she, over all other high classing young woman in Gondor, get chosen for assassination?
" What do you plan to do to me?" she asked quietly, " if you do not want to slay me, why keep me alive?"
Legolas looked slightly back at the woman he pulled, but remained quiet. He had learned two important things in all of his years as an assassin, and they were never take prisoners (and he had already broken that rule fiercely) and never speak to the one you were hired to kill.
Legolas's silence angered Amowiel. If she was to die, or whatever this Elf had in store for her, she had every right to know exactly how and why.
" Answer me Elf!" She spoke, her voice clear, but she was quaking on the inside.
Legolas stopped moving and very slowly, turned to face Amowiel.
The look upon his face made the woman want to recoil. His fair face itself was cold and emotionless, but his eyes seemed to blaze.
" Human," he hissed quietly, tightening the grip her hand on her wrist until she grimaced, " I have not want nor need to speak to you. You will not know your fate, because even to me, the one who has the power to kill you or let you live, knows what shall befall you. If you are lucky, you may live, but that chance is slim, and it shall only come to pass if you do not annoy me!"
Amowiel lowered her eyes to the ground. She dared not look at the Elf, fearing that he would be able to see the terror in her eyes. The stories her father had told her about the Elven race when she was child ran through her mind. Everything her father had said seemed to be true. Elves were nothing but soulless creatures.
" If you are not to speak with me," she asked quietly, her voice trying to sound controlled, " than cam you at least ease the grip you have upon my arm. You're hurting me!"
Legolas glared at the girl, but loosened the grip upon her arm. He wouldn't let her go completely, because he knew the girl would run, and at this moment, he needed her alive.
This woman was important in her city and to her people. Her father was the one human who was pushing for war against the Elves. The army that marched towards Mirkwood was most likely being lead by Amowiel's father and if Legolas could manage to arrive at Mirkwood before the army attacked, he could persuade them to return back to their own city if he gave the woman back unharmed. At least, that was what he hoped would happen.
There was one possible flaw in his plan. What if Amowiel's father cared not for her safety? What if he were to press upon war, even if he was threatened that harm would come to his daughter. Not all parents cared about the welfare of their children, as Legolas had found out living with his father all the years after his mother had died. Even if there were cretin risks in taking this girl prisoner, if it could prevent a surprise attack and open war with the humans, it was worth it.
" Where are we going?" Amowiel again found her courage and asked him a question, " If you can at least tell me that, I shall remain quiet,"
Legolas felt another burst of annoyance, but going against every rule of the assassin he had been taught, the Elf spoke.
" I am bringing you to my home. Mirkwood,"
Amowiel's breath caught in her throat and she abruptly stopped moving (Which made Legolas stop moving too, and he wasn't very happy about it).
" Are you mad?" Amowiel asked, her voice a mix of fear and surprise, " Do you really think that I'd have any chance of survival if you are to take me to an Elvsh city?! I am aware that you don't think too highly of me being a human, but it came from your mouth that I may yet live!"
Legolas looked at her in a confused manner, and then spoke.
" What are you talking about?"
" You are mad!" She cried, looking even more fearful, " I am a human, and I doubt highly that I would be welcome within the boarders of a Elf city! They hate my race! You hate my race! I'd prefer if you were just to kill me now instead of leading me anywhere near a Elf city!"
Legolas no longer felt confused, but angry. How dare this little human talk with so much disdain about his people! Her people, her father non-the les, were forcing war upon the Elves, and she had the nerve to say evil things about Elves!
" You should learn not to speak of things you do not know, Human!" Legolas growled, whipping around to face her, " You know nothing of my race or of my city! You know nothing about the Elves except what vicious lies you have been told by your kin! We are not evil, and we do not wish to wipe out your race, as you do ours, and we are opposed to war, unlike you who seem to be forcing it upon us!"
" We're forcing war upon you!?" Amowiel gave what seemed to be a sarcastic laugh, " It is not us who are sending an assassin to kill our people and kidnap us!"
" No," Legolas replied, his eyes narrowing into angry slits, " your people just send an army marching upon an unprepared city!"
Amowiel opened her mouth to reply, but then what Legolas had said to her registered in her mind. " What?" she asked, her voice low and shocked.
" An army marched northward towards my city as I traveled towards yours! The army of my people is ill prepared for battle because we never imagined that your people would risk open war," Legolas replied coldly.
Amowiel stared at the Elf in a mixture of shock and horror. That was why her father had rushed out early in the morning the previous day. How could they march like that? The woman asked herself, how could they declare open war?
" I didn't know," she whispered, " how can they march now? They have not even given sign of their coming attack,"
Legolas looked at the woman, and a realization came to him. This woman knew nothing of what was going on. Her mind had probably been filled with lies about his people. He had been told to kill someone with no clue to what was happening outside her city walls. He was supposed to kill a complete innocent!
Legolas glanced up at the sky and noticed with great unhappiness that it was growing dark. He could not travel at night; Amowiel had too much trouble traveling during the day and he knew not what beasts lurked within this forest.
" We must start a fire," He stated, " and I am going to let go of your wrist, but if you try to run, I'll end up killing you," Amowiel nodded her head, " and after the fire has been started, I wish to hear all of the lies your father has told about Elves," *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Shout outs to reviewers!
Betsy- Well, I'm glad I got someone obsessed! LOL! I'm sorry you need to keep emailing me to update! I'll try harder for you! So, do you really consider yourself my number one fan? LOL J/K!!
Eternallymine- Yeah, you're right, anything to do with Legolas had great potential! LOL! I know it takes me a while to update, but you know what, if you keep reviewing, I'll try harder!
Elifaer Giliell- Thanks! I'm glad you decided to read "Somewhere I belong"! I'm always happy to get your reviews on "Return of the shadow"! Thanks, it really makes me all warm and tingly inside whenever I get a compliment! (But I don't let it go to my head!)
Alida-fruit- You cannot imagine how important your reviews are to me! Like I said in my AN, every review you place, I get a new idea! Sorry that your reviews got deleted! I hate when that happens!
Brianne + Erin- (This was a very * bad * joke played on me by two of my friends) Screw you Erin! Joey sucks and he must die! He is the biggest player ever! I do have a life, and a brain, unlike you two! Brianne, how much did Erin pay you to put your email up? LOL! Rock on guys and see you over the summer! I miss you two already!
~ AN- Well, another chapter done! I have nothing to say but read and review and rock on! School is out, so I hope that I'll be able to update more! Till the next chapter!~ Peace out and rock on! ~