Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR.
Warning: Character death. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The feast was delicious, but that wasn't what held the young elves' attention. It was the dance. Once the music started playing, Ianna and Elrohir went out on the floor, leaving Legolas in the care of Kriss. They trusted him the most out of the three.
Soon Elladan and Jaren found dance partners, and left Kriss with Legolas. A young elfin maiden came up and asked Kriss to dance, he was about to decline, saying that he had to stay with Legolas, but Legolas pushed him to the girl with a grin. He waved his brother off, and Kriss smiled gratefully at him.
Legolas walked out to the gardens, from the banquet hall. He heard the music change from a fast dance, to a slow waltz. Soon he was out of hearing range of the music. This meant that he had wandered far indeed.
He finally reached a large beech tree, which he promptly climbed. It's branches swayed gently in the wind, and Legolas was soon lulled to sleep.
Back at the banquet, the participants, were starting to retire for the night. Ianna and Elrohir were the last couple dancing on the floor. When they finished almost everyone else had left.
Kriss made his way to the couple. "I can't find Legolas." He said.
"Weren't you supposed to keep an eye on him?" Asked Ianna.
"Well, yea but I was asked to dance and he pushed me onto the floor."
"That sounds like Legolas alright. Well there's no reason to alert all of Rivendell about this. He probably just wandered off and fell asleep in a tree. Let's go look for him."
So Kriss, Ianna, and Elrohir made their way out of Rivendell's grounds, searching for Legolas. Soon, with the help of his emerald, Kriss, found the beech tree where Legolas was sleeping peacefully.
"Little golden one...it's time to wake up." Ianna whispered into the sleeping prince's ear.
Legolas' eyes slowly refocused, and he grinned up at his sister. "Have a fun time?" he asked.
"Why you little imp." She swatted at him, but he ducked out of her reach, and jumped to the ground.
Once Ianna had climbed down from the tree, they started to make their way back. Soon though, they were lost.
"I've never seen this area around Imaldris before. And I've lived here my entire life." Stated Elrohir.
They wandered around for a bit more, before they finally found the clearing where the 'Deadly Trio' had stayed only a day before.
"Shhh, something feels out of place," said Legolas. "It feels...evil."
"I feel it too." Said Kriss. "As if an evil presence is lurking somewhere nearby."
Shadows shifted, as the four young elves huddled closer together. A hissing issued forth from a couple of the shadows, as five ringwraiths stepped forth from the darkness.
"Which one issssss it?" Asked one.
"Not sssssssure." Answered another.
"One way to find out." Answered the leader. The witch king.
Four of the wraiths stepped forward, grasping the elflings, and tearing them away from each other. The witch king stepped forward, and studied Elrohir. "Not him." It said.
The wraith holding Elrohir flung him into a tree. With a sickening crack, his head crashed into the trunk, and Elrohir knew no more.
"Nooooo!" Screamed Ianna.
The wraith ignored her, and made his way to Kriss. "Got power thissss one doessss. Not the right power though. Too earthy." Kriss was tossed aside, just as Elrohir had been. Only the trees boughs bent forward and picked him up. Keeping him from too much danger.
The wraiths then moved on to Legolas. "Many powerssss, thisss one hasssss. Not sure if it'ssss him. Keep hold."
Last of all the wraith went to Ianna. "Healer thissssss one isssssss. Probably friend of healer. That's one massssther wantsss desssstroyed. Hold her with boy. Destroy both we will."
"No! I...I'm the one that you want. Not him. Kill me not him." Ianna said.
"No Ianna, that's not true." But the wraiths paid him little heed. He was tossed out of the way, but the trees caught him, and gently held him in place.
He watched helpless as Ianna, was held between two of the wraiths. The witch king raised back his sword. As it plunged deep into Ianna's heart, Legolas felt as if his heart was being rendered in two.
"Noooooooooooooooo." He screamed.
Finally, the wraith pulled his sword from her heart. It looked at Legolas and nodded to the other wraiths.
Legolas wriggled from the boughs of the tree, and scampered to Ianna's side. He didn't notice that many elves had appeared, and were fighting off the wraiths. All he saw, was Ianna's limp body.
"Iaaaaaaannnnnaaaaaaaaaa." He screamed.
"Le..Lego...las? I...it's alright. Every thing will be alright."
"Ianna don't leave me. Please. I need you."
"No you don't... you just think that you do. You'll be fine, here." She handed him the dagger that she had gotten on her birthday many years ago. "May it serve you in good faith. Always remember that I love you." She said as her eyes dimmed. Soon they were completely dark, never to see the light of day again.
Sobs racked Legolas' body as he cried over his sister's death. "I swear, that I will destroy every last Nazgul." The young prince promised.
The wraiths had fled, at the appearance of so many elves. One of the elves approached the young prince. "My Lord? We need to move her body from this vicinity. She needs a proper burial."
Legolas spun around, out of the grasp of the friendly arm. He pulled Ianna's dagger from it's sheath and held it up to his neck. "Get away from me." He screamed. The other elves jerked back in surprise.
Before Legolas could slice the tender flesh, though, a hand grasped his and pulled the knife away from his throat. Legolas turned around to face Elrohir, who was grimacing because of the pain in his head. He too, had tears running down his face. "Don't...don't Legolas please. I don't want to lose you too."
Legolas collapsed, and took Elrohir with him. They sat there on the ground, crying for Ianna, for each other.
Finally Elrohir spoke. "Legolas, let me see the dagger." Legolas complied. Elrohir made a slit on his palm and one on Legolas'. He then pressed his palm into Legolas' so that their blood mingled. "Legolas, we are now blood brothers. Together we will avenge her death."
"Agreed." They helped each other to rise, and began the trek back to Imaldris.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well what do you think?
I'm sorry for those of you that liked Ianna. Don't blame me, blame Tori, my muse.
Thanks to my reviewers:
farflung: I forgot about that, yes Elrond did find a potion that removed the pink hair.
XxgemxX: Thank you.
sab: thanks
I'm really sorry, it will take me a while to get the next chapter up, because I'm only allowed on the internet once a week until Easter.
Until then, enjoy. ^_^
EF
Warning: Character death. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The feast was delicious, but that wasn't what held the young elves' attention. It was the dance. Once the music started playing, Ianna and Elrohir went out on the floor, leaving Legolas in the care of Kriss. They trusted him the most out of the three.
Soon Elladan and Jaren found dance partners, and left Kriss with Legolas. A young elfin maiden came up and asked Kriss to dance, he was about to decline, saying that he had to stay with Legolas, but Legolas pushed him to the girl with a grin. He waved his brother off, and Kriss smiled gratefully at him.
Legolas walked out to the gardens, from the banquet hall. He heard the music change from a fast dance, to a slow waltz. Soon he was out of hearing range of the music. This meant that he had wandered far indeed.
He finally reached a large beech tree, which he promptly climbed. It's branches swayed gently in the wind, and Legolas was soon lulled to sleep.
Back at the banquet, the participants, were starting to retire for the night. Ianna and Elrohir were the last couple dancing on the floor. When they finished almost everyone else had left.
Kriss made his way to the couple. "I can't find Legolas." He said.
"Weren't you supposed to keep an eye on him?" Asked Ianna.
"Well, yea but I was asked to dance and he pushed me onto the floor."
"That sounds like Legolas alright. Well there's no reason to alert all of Rivendell about this. He probably just wandered off and fell asleep in a tree. Let's go look for him."
So Kriss, Ianna, and Elrohir made their way out of Rivendell's grounds, searching for Legolas. Soon, with the help of his emerald, Kriss, found the beech tree where Legolas was sleeping peacefully.
"Little golden one...it's time to wake up." Ianna whispered into the sleeping prince's ear.
Legolas' eyes slowly refocused, and he grinned up at his sister. "Have a fun time?" he asked.
"Why you little imp." She swatted at him, but he ducked out of her reach, and jumped to the ground.
Once Ianna had climbed down from the tree, they started to make their way back. Soon though, they were lost.
"I've never seen this area around Imaldris before. And I've lived here my entire life." Stated Elrohir.
They wandered around for a bit more, before they finally found the clearing where the 'Deadly Trio' had stayed only a day before.
"Shhh, something feels out of place," said Legolas. "It feels...evil."
"I feel it too." Said Kriss. "As if an evil presence is lurking somewhere nearby."
Shadows shifted, as the four young elves huddled closer together. A hissing issued forth from a couple of the shadows, as five ringwraiths stepped forth from the darkness.
"Which one issssss it?" Asked one.
"Not sssssssure." Answered another.
"One way to find out." Answered the leader. The witch king.
Four of the wraiths stepped forward, grasping the elflings, and tearing them away from each other. The witch king stepped forward, and studied Elrohir. "Not him." It said.
The wraith holding Elrohir flung him into a tree. With a sickening crack, his head crashed into the trunk, and Elrohir knew no more.
"Nooooo!" Screamed Ianna.
The wraith ignored her, and made his way to Kriss. "Got power thissss one doessss. Not the right power though. Too earthy." Kriss was tossed aside, just as Elrohir had been. Only the trees boughs bent forward and picked him up. Keeping him from too much danger.
The wraiths then moved on to Legolas. "Many powerssss, thisss one hasssss. Not sure if it'ssss him. Keep hold."
Last of all the wraith went to Ianna. "Healer thissssss one isssssss. Probably friend of healer. That's one massssther wantsss desssstroyed. Hold her with boy. Destroy both we will."
"No! I...I'm the one that you want. Not him. Kill me not him." Ianna said.
"No Ianna, that's not true." But the wraiths paid him little heed. He was tossed out of the way, but the trees caught him, and gently held him in place.
He watched helpless as Ianna, was held between two of the wraiths. The witch king raised back his sword. As it plunged deep into Ianna's heart, Legolas felt as if his heart was being rendered in two.
"Noooooooooooooooo." He screamed.
Finally, the wraith pulled his sword from her heart. It looked at Legolas and nodded to the other wraiths.
Legolas wriggled from the boughs of the tree, and scampered to Ianna's side. He didn't notice that many elves had appeared, and were fighting off the wraiths. All he saw, was Ianna's limp body.
"Iaaaaaaannnnnaaaaaaaaaa." He screamed.
"Le..Lego...las? I...it's alright. Every thing will be alright."
"Ianna don't leave me. Please. I need you."
"No you don't... you just think that you do. You'll be fine, here." She handed him the dagger that she had gotten on her birthday many years ago. "May it serve you in good faith. Always remember that I love you." She said as her eyes dimmed. Soon they were completely dark, never to see the light of day again.
Sobs racked Legolas' body as he cried over his sister's death. "I swear, that I will destroy every last Nazgul." The young prince promised.
The wraiths had fled, at the appearance of so many elves. One of the elves approached the young prince. "My Lord? We need to move her body from this vicinity. She needs a proper burial."
Legolas spun around, out of the grasp of the friendly arm. He pulled Ianna's dagger from it's sheath and held it up to his neck. "Get away from me." He screamed. The other elves jerked back in surprise.
Before Legolas could slice the tender flesh, though, a hand grasped his and pulled the knife away from his throat. Legolas turned around to face Elrohir, who was grimacing because of the pain in his head. He too, had tears running down his face. "Don't...don't Legolas please. I don't want to lose you too."
Legolas collapsed, and took Elrohir with him. They sat there on the ground, crying for Ianna, for each other.
Finally Elrohir spoke. "Legolas, let me see the dagger." Legolas complied. Elrohir made a slit on his palm and one on Legolas'. He then pressed his palm into Legolas' so that their blood mingled. "Legolas, we are now blood brothers. Together we will avenge her death."
"Agreed." They helped each other to rise, and began the trek back to Imaldris.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Well what do you think?
I'm sorry for those of you that liked Ianna. Don't blame me, blame Tori, my muse.
Thanks to my reviewers:
farflung: I forgot about that, yes Elrond did find a potion that removed the pink hair.
XxgemxX: Thank you.
sab: thanks
I'm really sorry, it will take me a while to get the next chapter up, because I'm only allowed on the internet once a week until Easter.
Until then, enjoy. ^_^
EF
