"I don't believe it. It was you?" Legolas almost cried out.
"Yes, it was me. You're going to have to deal with it," Manlin replied as he placed the sword closer to Legolas' neck. "Too bad you're not going to find out any more."
Legolas shook his head, still not believing what he had just heard. He growled before moving the blade of the sword away from his neck and rolling away, the movement making his shoulders greatly protest. He clumsily climbed to his feet as Manlin growled himself. Legolas grabbed his bow and an arrow and clumsily aimed it at Manlin. He didn't have much strength in his arms because of the injuries but he knew he had to continue. For his sister's sake.
"You will not win this. I will make sure of that," Legolas snarled at him. "Tell them!"
"You are delusional, you're still distraight over your sister's death and this can't bring her back. Nothing can," Manlin said, emphasizing the last two words.
"I know that but I would feel a lot lot better if you'd tell them," Legolas replied, anger still in his voice.
"You can't kill me. You don't even threaten me in your condition," Manlin told him, a snicker in his voice.
"I'm the best archer in these lands. I suppose that this arrow would travel faster than your magic," Legolas said, pulling back the bowstring. "Tell them the truth."
He winced in pain as he clumsily aimed it at the elf.
"Alright, alright. I did it," Manlin quietly confessed, averting his eyes away from the group.
"Did what?" Legolas pushed him. "What did you do?"
"I planned the attack on the king and his children. I killed Nanaylia," he sneered, not liking what he had to do.
The elves and man gasped. Thranduil, who had heard the the conversation taking place, had to close his eyes again.
'I should have known it was him who was behind it,' he thought to himself as he turned his head away. 'Now she's dead and I couldn't have done anything about it.'
Legolas then ran over Aragorn and the twins, cutting the rope holding Elladan's hands together. The freed elf attacked the gargoyle behind him, knocking him to the ground. Banside gasped for air as Elladan hurried over to his brother, freeing him.
Legolas turned towards Manlin, who was obviously angry.
"Rise up!" he cried, lifting up his arms.
Several gargoyles appeared out of nowhere and they headed for the injured elf. They surrounded him, knocking him to the ground. Legolas gasped out in pain as soon as he did so, unable to move anywhere.
By that moment, everyone had been freed from their binds and the twins and Aragorn were facing off against the trio of gargoyles as Chimone, Arwen and Elrond had hurried over to Thranduil.
"These injuries do not look good. Arwen, Chimone, please stay with him," Elrond told the two female elves.
They nodded as Elrond gave a look around the place before finding a sword nearby. He hurried up to his sons and Aragorn.
"Go help Legolas," he told them in a stern voice.
"But Father!" protested Elladan.
"Just do it!" Elrond said. "I can take care of myself."
The three headed for Legolas to find him surrounded by gargoyles. He was being kicked around the place and the gargoyles were laughing as they did so. The three charged into the group, getting to their friend. They drove the gargoyles away from Legolas and they stood around him.
"You won't win, even after this little confession of mine. You will die by my hand Legolas, just like your sister did all those years ago," Manlin said to them in a sneering voice as he walked through the group.
"Not unless you die by my hand first," Legolas said as he painfully climbed to his feet and faced the elf.
"I seriously do not see that happening for you are in such a sad state. Also, you and your friends are greatly outnumbered," Manlin replied with a laugh. "I will be victorious!"
Legolas growled as Aragorn and the twins were attacked by the gargoyles.
"Go Legolas!" Elladan cried at him.
Legolas couldn't help but stare at his friend with curious yet scared eyes.
"You have your sister's honour to think about now. Go deal with him. I know you can do it. Nanaylia would believe in you. She always did," Elladan replied as he blocked an oncoming attack.
Legolas glanced between him and Manlin before heading to the outside of the group.
***
Narcissis tried to open her eyes while she lay in her prison. She was slowly becoming weaker and weaker by each passing moment.
She managed to wake up enough to lift herself to her hands and knees, crawling over to the corner of the room.
"So this is how it all ends for me. I die here in a corner of a dungeon while the others thrive upstairs. They don't care about me. They never really did. I know it, I've felt it. They won't find me until I've been long since dead," she whispered to herself before drifting into unconsciouness again.
***
Legolas faced Manlin, his bow and arrows in hand. They began to walk around in a circle.
"This is over here and now," Legolas told him.
"Yes, it is. For you. I will live and rule this kingdom with my gargoyle troops. Your people will die and so will your dear friends from Rivendell. Too bad your human friend over there didn't have a chance to meet her. She had and effect on everyone around here. But me!" Manlin retorted as he aimed a sword at the young prince.
He suddenly turned and headed for the other side of the room. Legolas slowly followed him and they found themselves in a corner.
"Murderer," Legolas sneered at him. "You killed the only person meaning the world to me. Nothing can bring her back and I have to live with the fact that she was killed by you. Someone from our own people."
"Your people? Dear Legolas, if you only knew the truth. Also, it's too bad you're going to have to deal with it someday. You already know that nothing can bring her back," Manlin replied.
The elf lunged for the prince, knocking him to the ground. Legolas cried in pain before managing to push him off.
Soon, both elves had swords in hand and were in combat. The elf prince was easily tiring as it continued on.
"I can take whatever you can throw at me," Manlin told him after a few moments.
"I'm not giving up that easily," Legolas replied with a shake of his head.
The two continued on for a few moments longer until Legolas found himself lying on the ground, on his back, several feet away from Manlin, who smiled and began to charge towards him.
Legolas groppled for his bow. He soon found it and he aimed it at the oncoming elf. He fired an arrow and the elf stopped in his tracks, just hovering above Legolas. He looked down to see an arrow protruding from his chest. Legolas was surprised that he actually managed to let go of an arrow with enough strength to do some damage.
"Looks like you won after all," was all he said before dropping the sword beside him.
Manlin fell to the ground beside his sword. Legolas ran his hands through his hair as he continued to stare at the body.
"He's truly gone. I miss you Nanay," he whispered to himself as he looked outside the window.
He narrowed his eyes as he watched the gargoyles disappear from within the skies. He was surprised by this. He looked over the gargoyles that Elladan, Elrohir and Aragorn were battling against. They too, were disappearing into thin air.
As for Shentree, Banside and Sathed he watched as they began to change. Their sudden courage and increased strentgh from the magic had disappeared to nothing, leaving them the same gargoyles they were when Legolas had first met them all those years before. He stared at them.
Shentree looked at herself before her stare came to her companions. The three of them soon stared at Elrond, who was standing before them, a sword in hand as the others walked up behind them. They raised their arms into the air.
"Whatever you do, just please don't kill us," Banside requested, obviously scared.
The three of them were huddled in a circle.
"That will have to be decided once the king is better," Elrond replied as he turned to his sons. "Keep watch over them. You know they can be dangerous."
He hurried over to Thranduil, looking over his burns.
"These are serious. We have to get him out of here, as well as Legolas. Please go help him and follow me," Elrond told Chimone and Arwen.
They both nodded and went to help Legolas out of the room.
TBC...
"Yes, it was me. You're going to have to deal with it," Manlin replied as he placed the sword closer to Legolas' neck. "Too bad you're not going to find out any more."
Legolas shook his head, still not believing what he had just heard. He growled before moving the blade of the sword away from his neck and rolling away, the movement making his shoulders greatly protest. He clumsily climbed to his feet as Manlin growled himself. Legolas grabbed his bow and an arrow and clumsily aimed it at Manlin. He didn't have much strength in his arms because of the injuries but he knew he had to continue. For his sister's sake.
"You will not win this. I will make sure of that," Legolas snarled at him. "Tell them!"
"You are delusional, you're still distraight over your sister's death and this can't bring her back. Nothing can," Manlin said, emphasizing the last two words.
"I know that but I would feel a lot lot better if you'd tell them," Legolas replied, anger still in his voice.
"You can't kill me. You don't even threaten me in your condition," Manlin told him, a snicker in his voice.
"I'm the best archer in these lands. I suppose that this arrow would travel faster than your magic," Legolas said, pulling back the bowstring. "Tell them the truth."
He winced in pain as he clumsily aimed it at the elf.
"Alright, alright. I did it," Manlin quietly confessed, averting his eyes away from the group.
"Did what?" Legolas pushed him. "What did you do?"
"I planned the attack on the king and his children. I killed Nanaylia," he sneered, not liking what he had to do.
The elves and man gasped. Thranduil, who had heard the the conversation taking place, had to close his eyes again.
'I should have known it was him who was behind it,' he thought to himself as he turned his head away. 'Now she's dead and I couldn't have done anything about it.'
Legolas then ran over Aragorn and the twins, cutting the rope holding Elladan's hands together. The freed elf attacked the gargoyle behind him, knocking him to the ground. Banside gasped for air as Elladan hurried over to his brother, freeing him.
Legolas turned towards Manlin, who was obviously angry.
"Rise up!" he cried, lifting up his arms.
Several gargoyles appeared out of nowhere and they headed for the injured elf. They surrounded him, knocking him to the ground. Legolas gasped out in pain as soon as he did so, unable to move anywhere.
By that moment, everyone had been freed from their binds and the twins and Aragorn were facing off against the trio of gargoyles as Chimone, Arwen and Elrond had hurried over to Thranduil.
"These injuries do not look good. Arwen, Chimone, please stay with him," Elrond told the two female elves.
They nodded as Elrond gave a look around the place before finding a sword nearby. He hurried up to his sons and Aragorn.
"Go help Legolas," he told them in a stern voice.
"But Father!" protested Elladan.
"Just do it!" Elrond said. "I can take care of myself."
The three headed for Legolas to find him surrounded by gargoyles. He was being kicked around the place and the gargoyles were laughing as they did so. The three charged into the group, getting to their friend. They drove the gargoyles away from Legolas and they stood around him.
"You won't win, even after this little confession of mine. You will die by my hand Legolas, just like your sister did all those years ago," Manlin said to them in a sneering voice as he walked through the group.
"Not unless you die by my hand first," Legolas said as he painfully climbed to his feet and faced the elf.
"I seriously do not see that happening for you are in such a sad state. Also, you and your friends are greatly outnumbered," Manlin replied with a laugh. "I will be victorious!"
Legolas growled as Aragorn and the twins were attacked by the gargoyles.
"Go Legolas!" Elladan cried at him.
Legolas couldn't help but stare at his friend with curious yet scared eyes.
"You have your sister's honour to think about now. Go deal with him. I know you can do it. Nanaylia would believe in you. She always did," Elladan replied as he blocked an oncoming attack.
Legolas glanced between him and Manlin before heading to the outside of the group.
***
Narcissis tried to open her eyes while she lay in her prison. She was slowly becoming weaker and weaker by each passing moment.
She managed to wake up enough to lift herself to her hands and knees, crawling over to the corner of the room.
"So this is how it all ends for me. I die here in a corner of a dungeon while the others thrive upstairs. They don't care about me. They never really did. I know it, I've felt it. They won't find me until I've been long since dead," she whispered to herself before drifting into unconsciouness again.
***
Legolas faced Manlin, his bow and arrows in hand. They began to walk around in a circle.
"This is over here and now," Legolas told him.
"Yes, it is. For you. I will live and rule this kingdom with my gargoyle troops. Your people will die and so will your dear friends from Rivendell. Too bad your human friend over there didn't have a chance to meet her. She had and effect on everyone around here. But me!" Manlin retorted as he aimed a sword at the young prince.
He suddenly turned and headed for the other side of the room. Legolas slowly followed him and they found themselves in a corner.
"Murderer," Legolas sneered at him. "You killed the only person meaning the world to me. Nothing can bring her back and I have to live with the fact that she was killed by you. Someone from our own people."
"Your people? Dear Legolas, if you only knew the truth. Also, it's too bad you're going to have to deal with it someday. You already know that nothing can bring her back," Manlin replied.
The elf lunged for the prince, knocking him to the ground. Legolas cried in pain before managing to push him off.
Soon, both elves had swords in hand and were in combat. The elf prince was easily tiring as it continued on.
"I can take whatever you can throw at me," Manlin told him after a few moments.
"I'm not giving up that easily," Legolas replied with a shake of his head.
The two continued on for a few moments longer until Legolas found himself lying on the ground, on his back, several feet away from Manlin, who smiled and began to charge towards him.
Legolas groppled for his bow. He soon found it and he aimed it at the oncoming elf. He fired an arrow and the elf stopped in his tracks, just hovering above Legolas. He looked down to see an arrow protruding from his chest. Legolas was surprised that he actually managed to let go of an arrow with enough strength to do some damage.
"Looks like you won after all," was all he said before dropping the sword beside him.
Manlin fell to the ground beside his sword. Legolas ran his hands through his hair as he continued to stare at the body.
"He's truly gone. I miss you Nanay," he whispered to himself as he looked outside the window.
He narrowed his eyes as he watched the gargoyles disappear from within the skies. He was surprised by this. He looked over the gargoyles that Elladan, Elrohir and Aragorn were battling against. They too, were disappearing into thin air.
As for Shentree, Banside and Sathed he watched as they began to change. Their sudden courage and increased strentgh from the magic had disappeared to nothing, leaving them the same gargoyles they were when Legolas had first met them all those years before. He stared at them.
Shentree looked at herself before her stare came to her companions. The three of them soon stared at Elrond, who was standing before them, a sword in hand as the others walked up behind them. They raised their arms into the air.
"Whatever you do, just please don't kill us," Banside requested, obviously scared.
The three of them were huddled in a circle.
"That will have to be decided once the king is better," Elrond replied as he turned to his sons. "Keep watch over them. You know they can be dangerous."
He hurried over to Thranduil, looking over his burns.
"These are serious. We have to get him out of here, as well as Legolas. Please go help him and follow me," Elrond told Chimone and Arwen.
They both nodded and went to help Legolas out of the room.
TBC...