Disclaimer: You know the drill...It's not mine...It's not yours....I don't have much of an idea who it actually belongs to besides J. R. R Tolkien.
Authors Note: Wow! 15 chapters! This is the end of one plot line and the beginning of another. Welcome to the twist *in
this plot line* that I had planned from the beginning. This might seem jumpy right now....but bear in mind it is the emergence
of a new plot line. Read and Enjoy.
"Haldir...," Legolas whined, "I'm tired...we've been walking for, like, four hours! It must be 4:00 o'clock in the morning!"
"We've been walking for 48 minutes and 12 seconds. It's only 1:30." Haldir said, almost mechanically.
Legolas stared at him. The scatterbrained, ditzy Haldir he had once known had clearly cleared out. This new Haldir was so different. Too different. And not as much fun.
"Keep walking! We're almost there!" Haldir shouted, a good 100 feet in front of Legolas.
Legolas ran to catch up. "Haldir...can't we stop? Just for a minute? I..."
Haldir held up a silencing finger. "Quiet! We're here!" he hissed.
Legolas stopped. He didn't hear anything. He decided to tell Haldir. "I...don't...hear-," He was cut off again.
"Shhh! They're eating. Sounds like...lembas...from Lothlorien....it's a little stale....by 2 years....," Haldir told him.
Legolas only stared. He did he know all of this?
Haldir stared at the bush intently. He suddenly jumped up shouting, "The fatal mistake! They dropped a crumb!"
Legolas walked up slowly behind Haldir as he dove into the bush and began fighting with something. Legolas wandered closer as Haldir struggled on the ground with what looked like nothing. Legolas sighed. And a few minutes ago he thought Haldir was finally sane. Now he knew he had flipped.
"Haldir...," Legolas began, patronizingly, "What are you doing?"
"Help me! Grab his arm!"
"There's no one there."
"Help me!"
Legolas sighted again and sat down next to Haldir. He reached into the nothingness, feeling rather stupid. But, instead of feeling just air he felt...something. He screamed and jumped up.
"What is that?!" Legolas shouted.
"Find the arm!" Haldir shouted.
Legolas grabbed at the nothingness until he felt an arm.
"Now find a hand!" Haldir called.
Legolas found the hand of nothingness. He grabbed it tightly because it was struggling. He felt something cold and metal, and as the hand tried to jerk away the cold, metal thing fell off. Then something amazing happened.
Before his eyes a midget with dark hair and large furry feet appeared in front of him. In his hand there was a ring.
"Hah! The perpetrator!" Haldir shouted triumphantly.
"Frodo?" Legolas was shocked. "You? You...emailer? But? Grey Havens! How? Why?"
"It was fun...The Grey Havens...weren't. You...so funny to watch...I was so fun....," Frodo muttered, never looking Legolas in the eye.
"How? Invisible?"
"Ring..."
"Where did Haldir go?"
Frodo looked up with a malicious glint in his eyes, "I don't know," he said quickly.
"Alright. If that's how you want to be, off to the dungeons with you!" Legolas declared, shocking himself by how much he sounded like his father.
He dragged Frodo off in the direction of Mirkwood Palace, leaving the small furry woodland creatures alone in the dark.
