Ungwale Quenta
By Nienna Elenstar
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me. But the storyline does!!! I claim full credit for this!!! Absolutely original!
A/N: Before I go on with the chapter, I would like to do some dedicating. This particular chapter is for my great friend, wadeva!!!! Yeah, but you don't seem to review every chapter, considering the fact that I know you. Now, on with the story.
As Aragorn and Legolas were away for about a month, Elrond had a lot of things to talk about to his son, like some amusing incidents that happened while they were away.
They always had these talks immediately after their trip, but this time, Legolas was of more importance.
"And then, Elorhir came running into my bedroom at about three in the morning, saying he saw a ghost in his room and Elladan was missing.
Then Elladan walked in, looking victorious, with a large piece of white cloth slung over him. Elorhir was so furious, that he made a great leap at Elladan, but Elladan had foreseen it, and sidestepped, and of course Elorhir was like, landed flat on the ground.
You could imagine, at three in the morning, when you are barely awake, and then suddenly someone runs in, says something, another comes in, and then you see someone landing flat on the floor."
This was one of the many incidents that happened, and by the time Elrond had finished telling them all, Aragorn was sprawled on the ground, laughing so hard that if you did not hear the cries of laughter nor his facial expression, you would have thought that he was actually writhing in pain.
Next was Aragorn turn.
"Yes Ada, I told him that it was a competition to catch a rabbit in the shortest time. I came back to the campsite in like two hours later, with two rabbits.
Four hours later, after the sun had set, Legolas still had not returned. I decided that he was not lucky and started cooking the rabbits first, knowing that he would most probably be hungry when he returned as we did not eat lunch that day.
By the next morning, when he still did not return, I feared the worst and decided to look for him.
When I had just started to break camp, I saw him return, tired looking, hungry and dragging a large wild boar by its feet. All I could manage was ' I said a competition to find rabbits, why are you dragging a wild boar back, and such a large one at that!'
He thought I said wild boar, but I cannot imagine how in the Valar did rabbit sound like wild boar. We decided to keep the meat, and I guess because the smell of blood was too strong, it attracted the orcs. And they started to attack.
We never did realised that they craved for the meat so much that kind of left me alone, and started attacking Legolas, who was carrying the food pack. And then, Legolas got injured..." Aragorn trailed, as he recalled that day, and it was causing Legolas so much suffering, both physically and emotionally.
Elrond could predict what his foster son's next thought was – blame himself for not taking the food pack and then Legolas would not be injured.
"No, ion nin. You are not to blame. Stop wallowing in regret. Why don't you see how Legolas is doing now, considering the fact that we have been chatting for 5 hours now."
Aragorn looked up. It was getting dark now, and the 5 hours only seemed like 1 hour maximum.
"oh... ok. But Ada, I want to tell you that it was nice talking to you, and I love you."
As Aragorn left the room, Elrond could not help chuckling to himself. Estel was already a fine young man, yet he always seemed to express his love towards his father in the childish and sweetest manner.
But he liked that.
* * *
On the other hand, Legolas was not doing so well. After falling into a deep sleep, he awoke while they were on the end of their conversation, when he felt a sudden pain in his chest. It was hurting badly, but he could manage some slow movements.
He walked slowly, and painfully, using the crutches that Elrond made for him, to the medicinal closet, occasionally griping his chest in pain. He took 5 minutes to reach the closet that was only about 50 metres away from his bed.
After so much effort, he was feeling worse, and there was no herb that could act as a painkiller. He knew some basic knowledge on herbs, and he was quite sure that any of them were of any relevance.
He badly wanted to get some help, as he knew that all of the other herbs were in Elrond's herbs room. He knew that a lot of effort and time would be needed, and he did not want to disturb them, and his guess was that they were in Elrond's study, having one of their father and son's talks again.
// Oh well, I guess that I would have to make my way to the herb's room myself//
And he started towards the door, slowly and painfully.
* * *
Half an hour later, Aragorn walked into Legolas' room after having a snack in the dining hall. He knocked softly on the door, and when he received no answer, he guessed that the elf was asleep, and opened the door slowly.
He saw that the room was empty, and the medicinal closet was rummaged, and some herbs were on the floor beneath it.
"Legolas, he must have been in some kind of pain and did not want to disturb us. I must tell Ada."
* * *
Elrond was walking down the hallways towards the dining room. He had skipped lunch and dinner that day to have a nice chat with Estel.
Just as he was turning the corner, he banged into Estel, who was running down the hallway, like in some kind of emergency. If not over the years when he had sub-consciously steeled his nerves when turning round the corner, after Estel never failed to run along the corridor even after years of warnings, scoldings and beatings.
"What is the matter Estel? Don't you ever learn not to run around the corridors?"
Aragorn did not seem to take notice. In fact, he seemed happy that he collided into his father.
"Ada! I'm so glad I found you! Legolas is not his room! The medicinal closet was a mess! Where is he?" He cried anxiously.
"Relax, ion nin. I think he should be on his way to my herbs room. If my guess is right, the 'chest pain' symptom is acting up, and his closet does not have anymore painkiller."
No one said anything else, as they started walking briskly towards the herb room.
* * *
Legolas was nearing the herbs room. He had been walking(or more like dragging himself) for the past half an hour. This walk that would usually take him ten minutes max.
His chest was hurting badly, his left side was tired of supporting the right. He felt so helpless that he almost wanted to cry.
Finally, he was at the door. He opened it, and walked inside.
He was so anxious in looking for the right herb that he practically, messed everything up. Right now, he didn't care. He was in too much pain and he wanted to get rid of it. He did not notice Aragorn and Lord Elrond come up behind him.
Elrond saw the mess and was immediately angered. He was the one who kept the place neat and tidy.
"LEGOLAS!" he shouted.
Legolas turned, and accidentally knocked over a large bottle of acid.
Elrond saw it, but even with his quick elven reflexes, he was unable to stop the bottle from breaking, and the liquid flowing onto Legolas' skin.
Legolas fell onto the floor. He screamed when the acid got in contact with his skin. It was burning him. He was being roasted in the fire.
He could see Lord Elrond taking his nightgown off, while he lay on the floor, chest still hurting and now and additional pain on his stomach area and on his left thigh. He saw Aragorn pass Elrond a bucket of water and Elrond flushing water on the acid area.
He felt better but the pain was far from gone. All the pain put together, it was far too unbearable. He was so glad when he passed out into unconsciousness, away from the pain, at least temporarily.
A/N:Yay!!! Longest chapter ever! Yeah, this chapter focuses more on Aragorn. You want to know where the acid part came from? Well, it came from a cartoon show. There was this guy mixing up some acid and stuff and spilled over him, yeah... lame. You will notice that from chapter 5 onwards, there will be a dedication to my reviewers who reviewed more than three times. And oh, there will be a lot more angst, not to worry.
By Nienna Elenstar
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: The characters in this story do not belong to me. But the storyline does!!! I claim full credit for this!!! Absolutely original!
A/N: Before I go on with the chapter, I would like to do some dedicating. This particular chapter is for my great friend, wadeva!!!! Yeah, but you don't seem to review every chapter, considering the fact that I know you. Now, on with the story.
As Aragorn and Legolas were away for about a month, Elrond had a lot of things to talk about to his son, like some amusing incidents that happened while they were away.
They always had these talks immediately after their trip, but this time, Legolas was of more importance.
"And then, Elorhir came running into my bedroom at about three in the morning, saying he saw a ghost in his room and Elladan was missing.
Then Elladan walked in, looking victorious, with a large piece of white cloth slung over him. Elorhir was so furious, that he made a great leap at Elladan, but Elladan had foreseen it, and sidestepped, and of course Elorhir was like, landed flat on the ground.
You could imagine, at three in the morning, when you are barely awake, and then suddenly someone runs in, says something, another comes in, and then you see someone landing flat on the floor."
This was one of the many incidents that happened, and by the time Elrond had finished telling them all, Aragorn was sprawled on the ground, laughing so hard that if you did not hear the cries of laughter nor his facial expression, you would have thought that he was actually writhing in pain.
Next was Aragorn turn.
"Yes Ada, I told him that it was a competition to catch a rabbit in the shortest time. I came back to the campsite in like two hours later, with two rabbits.
Four hours later, after the sun had set, Legolas still had not returned. I decided that he was not lucky and started cooking the rabbits first, knowing that he would most probably be hungry when he returned as we did not eat lunch that day.
By the next morning, when he still did not return, I feared the worst and decided to look for him.
When I had just started to break camp, I saw him return, tired looking, hungry and dragging a large wild boar by its feet. All I could manage was ' I said a competition to find rabbits, why are you dragging a wild boar back, and such a large one at that!'
He thought I said wild boar, but I cannot imagine how in the Valar did rabbit sound like wild boar. We decided to keep the meat, and I guess because the smell of blood was too strong, it attracted the orcs. And they started to attack.
We never did realised that they craved for the meat so much that kind of left me alone, and started attacking Legolas, who was carrying the food pack. And then, Legolas got injured..." Aragorn trailed, as he recalled that day, and it was causing Legolas so much suffering, both physically and emotionally.
Elrond could predict what his foster son's next thought was – blame himself for not taking the food pack and then Legolas would not be injured.
"No, ion nin. You are not to blame. Stop wallowing in regret. Why don't you see how Legolas is doing now, considering the fact that we have been chatting for 5 hours now."
Aragorn looked up. It was getting dark now, and the 5 hours only seemed like 1 hour maximum.
"oh... ok. But Ada, I want to tell you that it was nice talking to you, and I love you."
As Aragorn left the room, Elrond could not help chuckling to himself. Estel was already a fine young man, yet he always seemed to express his love towards his father in the childish and sweetest manner.
But he liked that.
* * *
On the other hand, Legolas was not doing so well. After falling into a deep sleep, he awoke while they were on the end of their conversation, when he felt a sudden pain in his chest. It was hurting badly, but he could manage some slow movements.
He walked slowly, and painfully, using the crutches that Elrond made for him, to the medicinal closet, occasionally griping his chest in pain. He took 5 minutes to reach the closet that was only about 50 metres away from his bed.
After so much effort, he was feeling worse, and there was no herb that could act as a painkiller. He knew some basic knowledge on herbs, and he was quite sure that any of them were of any relevance.
He badly wanted to get some help, as he knew that all of the other herbs were in Elrond's herbs room. He knew that a lot of effort and time would be needed, and he did not want to disturb them, and his guess was that they were in Elrond's study, having one of their father and son's talks again.
// Oh well, I guess that I would have to make my way to the herb's room myself//
And he started towards the door, slowly and painfully.
* * *
Half an hour later, Aragorn walked into Legolas' room after having a snack in the dining hall. He knocked softly on the door, and when he received no answer, he guessed that the elf was asleep, and opened the door slowly.
He saw that the room was empty, and the medicinal closet was rummaged, and some herbs were on the floor beneath it.
"Legolas, he must have been in some kind of pain and did not want to disturb us. I must tell Ada."
* * *
Elrond was walking down the hallways towards the dining room. He had skipped lunch and dinner that day to have a nice chat with Estel.
Just as he was turning the corner, he banged into Estel, who was running down the hallway, like in some kind of emergency. If not over the years when he had sub-consciously steeled his nerves when turning round the corner, after Estel never failed to run along the corridor even after years of warnings, scoldings and beatings.
"What is the matter Estel? Don't you ever learn not to run around the corridors?"
Aragorn did not seem to take notice. In fact, he seemed happy that he collided into his father.
"Ada! I'm so glad I found you! Legolas is not his room! The medicinal closet was a mess! Where is he?" He cried anxiously.
"Relax, ion nin. I think he should be on his way to my herbs room. If my guess is right, the 'chest pain' symptom is acting up, and his closet does not have anymore painkiller."
No one said anything else, as they started walking briskly towards the herb room.
* * *
Legolas was nearing the herbs room. He had been walking(or more like dragging himself) for the past half an hour. This walk that would usually take him ten minutes max.
His chest was hurting badly, his left side was tired of supporting the right. He felt so helpless that he almost wanted to cry.
Finally, he was at the door. He opened it, and walked inside.
He was so anxious in looking for the right herb that he practically, messed everything up. Right now, he didn't care. He was in too much pain and he wanted to get rid of it. He did not notice Aragorn and Lord Elrond come up behind him.
Elrond saw the mess and was immediately angered. He was the one who kept the place neat and tidy.
"LEGOLAS!" he shouted.
Legolas turned, and accidentally knocked over a large bottle of acid.
Elrond saw it, but even with his quick elven reflexes, he was unable to stop the bottle from breaking, and the liquid flowing onto Legolas' skin.
Legolas fell onto the floor. He screamed when the acid got in contact with his skin. It was burning him. He was being roasted in the fire.
He could see Lord Elrond taking his nightgown off, while he lay on the floor, chest still hurting and now and additional pain on his stomach area and on his left thigh. He saw Aragorn pass Elrond a bucket of water and Elrond flushing water on the acid area.
He felt better but the pain was far from gone. All the pain put together, it was far too unbearable. He was so glad when he passed out into unconsciousness, away from the pain, at least temporarily.
A/N:Yay!!! Longest chapter ever! Yeah, this chapter focuses more on Aragorn. You want to know where the acid part came from? Well, it came from a cartoon show. There was this guy mixing up some acid and stuff and spilled over him, yeah... lame. You will notice that from chapter 5 onwards, there will be a dedication to my reviewers who reviewed more than three times. And oh, there will be a lot more angst, not to worry.