Ungwale Quenta
By Nienna Elenstar
Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I'm tired of saying (or typing) this over again, but the characters and setting I am using DO NOT belong to me. In short, not even Leggy belongs to me... * starts wailing, and when she finds no one paying attention, she blushes*
A/N: This chapter is for Kyliah * cheers*. Thanks a million for reviewing, and please review more!!!!
Elrond stood back and admired his handiwork. He totally regretted shouting at the elf earlier, and he meant it.
Estel and given him another lecture on how pathetic his friend was already, and it took a lot of effort before he finally relented and went out.
The elf really had some major bad luck. It seemed that he was injured practically everywhere. He was injured on his right leg, shoulder and stomach, burnt on his left leg AND his stomach, a sore throat, maybe chest pain.
It was a long list for an elf, and he was surprised that the old wounds still had not healed. The poison had most probably took over so much of his body that the natural elven healing had most probably been affected too.
The elf was severely burnt on his right leg, and he seemed to be in a deep healing sleep. He could only hope the healing sleep would help, or he would be in a lot of pain when he awoke, and Elrond would have a lot of apologising to do.
Elrond sighed. There was nothing he could at this point of time, he might as well just wait for Legolas to awake. He grabbed the nearest chair and sat down, waiting patiently of the prince's eyes to open.
* * *
Legolas heard voices all around him. Muffled they were, and they sounded somewhat familiar.
"Ada, is he going to awake soon?"
"Is he all right?"
"Look Ada! Legolas is awake!"
Both of them rushed to the bed, and all at once, they started asking questions. Elrond noticed the confusion in the elf's eyes and motioned for them to quieten down.
"Hush, ion nin. I think Legolas cannot interpret so many questions at one go. Anyone who had just awoke would feel this way, don't you think?"
"How are you feeling, Legolas?"
It took some time for Legolas to register the question. It was strange, but it seemed that his brain was working in slow motion today.
"Ye...s, yes Lord Elrond, I am fine. But my chest hurts," as he remembered his pain and realized that he was in his room, and not in the herb room.
"Lord... Lord Elrond, I am very sorry for what happened and..." only to have Elrond push him a drink.
"No, it is not your fault," Elrond quickly replied, and sensing his son's glares, he hurriedly added "I am sorry for shouting at you, were you in some kind of pain?" trying hard to change the subject.
"Um... I guess I was. I was looking for a painkiller for my chest pain," subconsciously massaging his chest, drawing concern stares from Elrond's sons.
Legolas quickly downed the tea that he had on his hand.
"So Legolas, does your left leg hurt?"
He suddenly remembered everything. He was roasting in the herb room! Then there was the nice cool water, and the comforting darkness. He immediately pushed the blankets away, and was shocked totally. His very beautiful, flawless leg was now burnt very badly, it was disfigured!
"What the..."
"I'm sorry Legolas, but we tried our best to flush the acid away as soon as possible, but not to worry, it will recover very soon.
Legolas scrutinized himself, assessing the disfigured body.
From head down, he had a throbbing headache, a deep cut on his left shoulder, which was still pretty dark around the edges. A terrible chest pain, a half burnt stomach, and the other side had a wide gash, two rotten legs, one badly burnt and the other paralysed. Even his right arm was feeling numb now.
Legolas, he was a beautiful elf before, and now he was so badly disfigured that you most probably did not know that he was even an elf. And he had been so proud of his heritage, and now he was only going to embarrass his fellow elves.
"Why in the world did I become a monster? I am even uglier than an orc!"
He did not notice that Elrond and Aragorn was standing in front of him, looking very concerned.
Finally, after staring at himself for about half and hour, he noticed the two very concerned beings.
"Don't worry, I am fine. I.. I think I just need some time to myself."
Father and son nodded, and left the room, giving the prince all the privacy he wanted.
It was only then did Legolas allow his tears to flow, heart-broken over how ugly he had become.
A/N: I'm so sorry it is so short this week! But I have to revise my Chinese, one subject that I am on the verge of failing. If I don't pass this test, then I am a goner...This is not very constructive, but it focuses on the emotional side of Legolas, and I noe this chapter sucks totally. Below are some answers that some reviewers want.
Chibi-chi: No, he is not turning into a woman, as I mentioned in chapter 4. I will only come as one of the possible effects, as many of the reviewers objected, but if you want, I can write a separate ending for you, with him turning into a woman...
Wadeva: Yes dear, I AM honoured. NO, I am not bribing anyone, I am just advertising for my fic...
TrainerRachel: Is that a flame? Well, you just need to sit back, and enjoy the story here. I am no pro writer here, just writing to distress and feed my addiction to fanfiction, like many other writers here. Btw, Elrond being so wise, he needs everything, and it will be no wonder if he is a chemist, he needing to do experiments, and creating medicines to help middle earth ppl.
Kyliah, whisk8r, Godzilla: Thank you so much for you positive comments! Review more!
By Nienna Elenstar
Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I'm tired of saying (or typing) this over again, but the characters and setting I am using DO NOT belong to me. In short, not even Leggy belongs to me... * starts wailing, and when she finds no one paying attention, she blushes*
A/N: This chapter is for Kyliah * cheers*. Thanks a million for reviewing, and please review more!!!!
Elrond stood back and admired his handiwork. He totally regretted shouting at the elf earlier, and he meant it.
Estel and given him another lecture on how pathetic his friend was already, and it took a lot of effort before he finally relented and went out.
The elf really had some major bad luck. It seemed that he was injured practically everywhere. He was injured on his right leg, shoulder and stomach, burnt on his left leg AND his stomach, a sore throat, maybe chest pain.
It was a long list for an elf, and he was surprised that the old wounds still had not healed. The poison had most probably took over so much of his body that the natural elven healing had most probably been affected too.
The elf was severely burnt on his right leg, and he seemed to be in a deep healing sleep. He could only hope the healing sleep would help, or he would be in a lot of pain when he awoke, and Elrond would have a lot of apologising to do.
Elrond sighed. There was nothing he could at this point of time, he might as well just wait for Legolas to awake. He grabbed the nearest chair and sat down, waiting patiently of the prince's eyes to open.
* * *
Legolas heard voices all around him. Muffled they were, and they sounded somewhat familiar.
"Ada, is he going to awake soon?"
"Is he all right?"
"Look Ada! Legolas is awake!"
Both of them rushed to the bed, and all at once, they started asking questions. Elrond noticed the confusion in the elf's eyes and motioned for them to quieten down.
"Hush, ion nin. I think Legolas cannot interpret so many questions at one go. Anyone who had just awoke would feel this way, don't you think?"
"How are you feeling, Legolas?"
It took some time for Legolas to register the question. It was strange, but it seemed that his brain was working in slow motion today.
"Ye...s, yes Lord Elrond, I am fine. But my chest hurts," as he remembered his pain and realized that he was in his room, and not in the herb room.
"Lord... Lord Elrond, I am very sorry for what happened and..." only to have Elrond push him a drink.
"No, it is not your fault," Elrond quickly replied, and sensing his son's glares, he hurriedly added "I am sorry for shouting at you, were you in some kind of pain?" trying hard to change the subject.
"Um... I guess I was. I was looking for a painkiller for my chest pain," subconsciously massaging his chest, drawing concern stares from Elrond's sons.
Legolas quickly downed the tea that he had on his hand.
"So Legolas, does your left leg hurt?"
He suddenly remembered everything. He was roasting in the herb room! Then there was the nice cool water, and the comforting darkness. He immediately pushed the blankets away, and was shocked totally. His very beautiful, flawless leg was now burnt very badly, it was disfigured!
"What the..."
"I'm sorry Legolas, but we tried our best to flush the acid away as soon as possible, but not to worry, it will recover very soon.
Legolas scrutinized himself, assessing the disfigured body.
From head down, he had a throbbing headache, a deep cut on his left shoulder, which was still pretty dark around the edges. A terrible chest pain, a half burnt stomach, and the other side had a wide gash, two rotten legs, one badly burnt and the other paralysed. Even his right arm was feeling numb now.
Legolas, he was a beautiful elf before, and now he was so badly disfigured that you most probably did not know that he was even an elf. And he had been so proud of his heritage, and now he was only going to embarrass his fellow elves.
"Why in the world did I become a monster? I am even uglier than an orc!"
He did not notice that Elrond and Aragorn was standing in front of him, looking very concerned.
Finally, after staring at himself for about half and hour, he noticed the two very concerned beings.
"Don't worry, I am fine. I.. I think I just need some time to myself."
Father and son nodded, and left the room, giving the prince all the privacy he wanted.
It was only then did Legolas allow his tears to flow, heart-broken over how ugly he had become.
A/N: I'm so sorry it is so short this week! But I have to revise my Chinese, one subject that I am on the verge of failing. If I don't pass this test, then I am a goner...This is not very constructive, but it focuses on the emotional side of Legolas, and I noe this chapter sucks totally. Below are some answers that some reviewers want.
Chibi-chi: No, he is not turning into a woman, as I mentioned in chapter 4. I will only come as one of the possible effects, as many of the reviewers objected, but if you want, I can write a separate ending for you, with him turning into a woman...
Wadeva: Yes dear, I AM honoured. NO, I am not bribing anyone, I am just advertising for my fic...
TrainerRachel: Is that a flame? Well, you just need to sit back, and enjoy the story here. I am no pro writer here, just writing to distress and feed my addiction to fanfiction, like many other writers here. Btw, Elrond being so wise, he needs everything, and it will be no wonder if he is a chemist, he needing to do experiments, and creating medicines to help middle earth ppl.
Kyliah, whisk8r, Godzilla: Thank you so much for you positive comments! Review more!