This is a co-production of Akasha-of-Mirkwood and Nyx. Thanx to Kiri for beta-ing! *hugs* And this a piece of fiction containing SLASH, so if you don't like reading about two men having sex - turn around NOW.
Title: FADING
Pairing: Legolas / Aragorn
Rating: we will see *lol* (will get higher)
Warning: If you have a problem with seeing your favourite characters suffer or worse, you should NOT read this!
Writers:
Nyx (Aragorn)
Akasha (Legolas & surprise guest)
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[Aragorn]
I hear the odd sound behind me, but I cannot react as I have Orcs and Uruks surrounding me, fighting against them, I need all my strength. The sounds comes nearer. It is dark, loud, powerful. The earth beneath my feet begins to shake. It must be something huge.
Another hard strike to an Orc and he falls, dead before he hits the ground. I don't dare to hope for complete victory, because one dead Orc is replaced by ten new. And now I find the time, time to turn around and...
A cave troll, just inches away from me. I try to run away, for I know that I cannot fight him with my sword from this position. I have to leave, must get away from him to find a better place to fight him, but I struggle. I hit the ground hard and feel stunned. I can hear Legolas' voice, screaming my name and warnings. It comes from far away and I don't know where exactly he is. I cannot see him, but he must be there. Somewhere under all this Orcs and beasts and monsters from Mordor.
I hope, I really hope, that he is alright. We did not speak much before the battle began, we never did so, but we had always something like a silent understanding, an invisible band between us. So were one of us was, there was the other one too.
I lost Legolas somewhere in the middle of the wildest fight, when the horde of Orcs parted us.
Again I can hear him screaming my name, with more force this time. Something like panic is in his voice. It alarms me. I know him my entire life and loved him for a long time now, but I never, ever heard him before screaming, not in panic and agony.
I turn around and in the very same moment I know it. The cave troll is over me, lifts his huge foot and presses it onto my chest. I can barely breath. An arrow hits the troll, but it is not enough to kill him. I can see it is one of Legolas' arrows – my elf, my love, my hero. He has stopped screaming my name.
I have lost my sword, but the troll is distracted enough to give me time and grab one of the small daggers I carry with me. I drive it into his foot as hard as I can. All I can do is hope that it will help, that the troll will let go of me. I can't do anything more. My lungs are burning and I gasp for air. The troll lifts his feet again - another scream from Legolas somewhere in the thick of the fight – and then...
Pain.
That is all I can think, all I can really feel. I don't know where it comes from or which part of my body exactly hurts. My whole body is one hurting mess.