"The Wanderers"
By: Tsuki no Lomelinde
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Disclaimer: You guys get the idea they don't belong to me *pouts*. But the characters that I created to belong to me. *sigh* at least something belongs to me.
Summary: Something horrible is happening in Mirkwood. Can it be saved? And what has happened to Legolas?
Chapter 2: The madness of King Thranduil
The company stopped for the night, it had been two days since they had left Rivendell, and worry was clearly evident in all of them.
The twins rode close together; both were drawn, and tired, as was Elrond.
Aragorn watched them closely, he couldn't figure out why they seemed so weary, it was true that the elves didn't need as much sleep as the rest of them, but they had gotten some sleep, enough that they shouldn't look so weary.
Elrond was lost in his thoughts, his sleep had not been so restful these past two days, nightmares had been plaguing him, and they left him, as tired as he had felt when he'd gone to sleep, if not even more weary. In his dreams he kept seeing the burning trees, it unnerved him.
Gimli sat behind Aragorn on the horse; he was still uncomfortable riding on his own. He remembered all the times when the Fellowship had been together and he'd ridden with Legolas, he remembered all the laughing Legolas did at his expense, especially at his inability to ride properly, but the dwarf hadn't minded, Legolas hadn't been cruel about it, and Gimli did have to admit it was kind of funny when he'd fallen off of the horse and into a stream.
The dwarf sighed, he hated to admit it but he was worried about the elf, the things that the young elf maiden had told them, were cryptic at best, but the words had a strange feeling attached.fear. He was also a bit worried about the three elves of their company; they seemed to become wearier as the days went by.
"Mirkwood should be just over this rise." Elrond's voice broke through everyone's thoughts, startling the twins. Elrohir felt a sort of aching feeling in his chest, as if a great sorrow was welling up inside of him, just as they reached the top of the hill it broke free from him, he tumbled gracelessly from his horse who whinnied nervously, the company stopped as Elrohir kneeled on the ground sobbing, his twin also came down from his horse, and they held each other sobbing, they didn't know why they were crying and they couldn't stop, they looked up towards their father, tears were streaming down the Elven Lord's face, but he managed to remain on his horse.
"Ada? Elladan, Elrohir? What is the matter?" Aragorn asked, jumping down from his horse, worry lacing his words.
"The trees!" Elladan wailed, "They're crying!"
"Why?" Gimli asked sliding clumsily off of the horse.
Elrond got off of his own horse and said, "They have not wept in centuries. They only weep if on of the royal family has passed to the halls of Mandos..."
Aragorn paled slightly. "Ada... you don't think."
"I do not know Estel, Rana did say that Thruin had passed through to the halls of Mandos. Perhaps." he trailed off, he had stepped forward, just enough to see over the hill they had been climbing. There was a lingering scent of smoke in the distance, some of the trees were burnt and charred, but even so all of them swayed in a wind, though Elrond could feel nothing, not even a slight breeze, it unnerved him.
The others came to stand near him, curious as to why he had trailed off, there were broken branches, along with the charred pieces. They leapt back onto their horses, Gimli a little less gracefully then the others and they were off, off into the silent forest of Mirkwood.
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As the horses walked through Mirkwood, their riders were appalled by the amounts of carnage left behind, Elves and Orcs alike lie still and silent on the ground.
Aragorn looked around him and wondered, they had yet to see any living creature. The thought was dismissed when he heard the sound of arrows being notched to bows, and a voice said "Daro! Al-is mellon o gûd?" A voice asked in the elvish tongue. (Stop! Are you friend or foe?)
It was Elrond who answered, "I am Lord Elrond of Imladris! I have with me my sons, and Gimli, son of Gloin who is known to you."
A lithe figure hopped down from a tree, his arm was wrapped up tightly in bandages, but he stood proud and tall. "I am Shoran, son of Thranduil. Hail to you Lord Elrond, and company, we are glad to see you in our troubled times, but you were not who we expected."
What do you mean?" Elrohir asked.
My sister Shyla set off four days ago, to Lothlórien, with the maidens and elflings. We were expecting the Lady of the Golden woods to come to us."
"What of the enemy?" Elrond asked
"They ran off as if chased by the hand of darkness, and have not returned."
"When?"
"Two days have passed."
"What of the rest of the royal family?" Elrond prodded gently.
The elf's grey blue eyes darkened, "My eldest brother Thruin is dead, slain by orc swords. Shyla as I have said rode to Lothlorien, my father. my father is within the palace, he has locked himself away, he will allow no one entrance; and. my youngest brother Legolas is there with him, Legolas is quite ill, if he has not already passed through to the Halls of Mandos. I can not tell, the trees are in mourning and will speak to no one."
"What is wrong with Legolas?" Gimli cut in, impatient to find out what had happened to his friend.
Shoran turned to the dwarf. "Legolas became ill five days past, fever plagues him, as do nightmares; he could not be wakened. We begged my father to send for you, Lord Elrond; but something is amiss with adar-nin (my father). He will speak to no one; as soon as the battles ended and the Orcs had fled, he took Legolas to his chambers.
Flashback (5 days ago.)
Shyla wandered through the halls, it was nearing noon and she was searching for her youngest brother Legolas, he was due to leave for Rivendell in a few hours, but she had not seen him at all, not even at breakfast, which was rare, because he was always the first to rise in the morning.
She met up with her twin brother on the way. "Shoran, have you seen Legolas?" she questioned.
Shoran shook his head, "No I have not, father requests Legolas' presence, and sent me to search for him. Perhaps he is in his chambers, preparing to leave."
Shyla shrugged, "Perhaps, will you accompany me?"
He nodded in affirmation, and they headed towards their youngest brother's chambers.
Shyla hesitantly knocked on the door, when she received no answer she pushed it open. "Legolas? Are you here Father.Legolas?!" She cried when she saw him lying in his bed. It was not like him to sleep so late.
She and Shoran walked over. "Legolas?" She questioned again, but he did not stir.
She put her hand to his forehead, "He is with fever! Shoran, go to father, tell him that Legolas is ill."
Her brother nodded and ran out of the room.
"Legolas?" She whispered, and touched his shoulder; she was startled when he awoke with a cry.
"Legolas are you ill?" she questioned.
Legolas looked at her, "I am fine Shyla; I must go and prepare to leave."
You will do no such thing, you should not lie to me Legolas; I know that you are ill."
She pushed him back so that he was lying on the bed again. "You have a fever. Now sleep, Shoran has gone to father."
Legolas was too tired to argue with her so he complied, and remained lying on the bed.
End flashback
"Come I will take you to the palace, perhaps you can speak with father." Shoran said and led them through the trees.
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I know that it's short, I'm sorry, but with exams approaching it may be awhile, before I can update. This can't be happening, the votes for Slash or not is a tie, I refuse to be the tie breaker, so I need more votes!!!!!!!
Keep sending all those wonderful reviews!! I love them!!!!
And one last thing, I need a beta, my grammar and especially my punctuation isn't so good, so anyone who would like to help me out, I'd love you forever!!!!
By: Tsuki no Lomelinde
Thanks to everyone who reviewed!
Elfmage: Hmm. cookies that's tempting! Thanks fro the praise! You guys really boosted my ego! Cheysuli: You'll see who Rana is later! I promise! I don't want to give anything away!! Thanks to Nikki, Slash, Sirnonenath, Chibi Yugi, Eliza, crazyrabidfangurl, Saxaphonebaby, and Deana.
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Disclaimer: You guys get the idea they don't belong to me *pouts*. But the characters that I created to belong to me. *sigh* at least something belongs to me.
Summary: Something horrible is happening in Mirkwood. Can it be saved? And what has happened to Legolas?
Chapter 2: The madness of King Thranduil
The company stopped for the night, it had been two days since they had left Rivendell, and worry was clearly evident in all of them.
The twins rode close together; both were drawn, and tired, as was Elrond.
Aragorn watched them closely, he couldn't figure out why they seemed so weary, it was true that the elves didn't need as much sleep as the rest of them, but they had gotten some sleep, enough that they shouldn't look so weary.
Elrond was lost in his thoughts, his sleep had not been so restful these past two days, nightmares had been plaguing him, and they left him, as tired as he had felt when he'd gone to sleep, if not even more weary. In his dreams he kept seeing the burning trees, it unnerved him.
Gimli sat behind Aragorn on the horse; he was still uncomfortable riding on his own. He remembered all the times when the Fellowship had been together and he'd ridden with Legolas, he remembered all the laughing Legolas did at his expense, especially at his inability to ride properly, but the dwarf hadn't minded, Legolas hadn't been cruel about it, and Gimli did have to admit it was kind of funny when he'd fallen off of the horse and into a stream.
The dwarf sighed, he hated to admit it but he was worried about the elf, the things that the young elf maiden had told them, were cryptic at best, but the words had a strange feeling attached.fear. He was also a bit worried about the three elves of their company; they seemed to become wearier as the days went by.
"Mirkwood should be just over this rise." Elrond's voice broke through everyone's thoughts, startling the twins. Elrohir felt a sort of aching feeling in his chest, as if a great sorrow was welling up inside of him, just as they reached the top of the hill it broke free from him, he tumbled gracelessly from his horse who whinnied nervously, the company stopped as Elrohir kneeled on the ground sobbing, his twin also came down from his horse, and they held each other sobbing, they didn't know why they were crying and they couldn't stop, they looked up towards their father, tears were streaming down the Elven Lord's face, but he managed to remain on his horse.
"Ada? Elladan, Elrohir? What is the matter?" Aragorn asked, jumping down from his horse, worry lacing his words.
"The trees!" Elladan wailed, "They're crying!"
"Why?" Gimli asked sliding clumsily off of the horse.
Elrond got off of his own horse and said, "They have not wept in centuries. They only weep if on of the royal family has passed to the halls of Mandos..."
Aragorn paled slightly. "Ada... you don't think."
"I do not know Estel, Rana did say that Thruin had passed through to the halls of Mandos. Perhaps." he trailed off, he had stepped forward, just enough to see over the hill they had been climbing. There was a lingering scent of smoke in the distance, some of the trees were burnt and charred, but even so all of them swayed in a wind, though Elrond could feel nothing, not even a slight breeze, it unnerved him.
The others came to stand near him, curious as to why he had trailed off, there were broken branches, along with the charred pieces. They leapt back onto their horses, Gimli a little less gracefully then the others and they were off, off into the silent forest of Mirkwood.
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As the horses walked through Mirkwood, their riders were appalled by the amounts of carnage left behind, Elves and Orcs alike lie still and silent on the ground.
Aragorn looked around him and wondered, they had yet to see any living creature. The thought was dismissed when he heard the sound of arrows being notched to bows, and a voice said "Daro! Al-is mellon o gûd?" A voice asked in the elvish tongue. (Stop! Are you friend or foe?)
It was Elrond who answered, "I am Lord Elrond of Imladris! I have with me my sons, and Gimli, son of Gloin who is known to you."
A lithe figure hopped down from a tree, his arm was wrapped up tightly in bandages, but he stood proud and tall. "I am Shoran, son of Thranduil. Hail to you Lord Elrond, and company, we are glad to see you in our troubled times, but you were not who we expected."
What do you mean?" Elrohir asked.
My sister Shyla set off four days ago, to Lothlórien, with the maidens and elflings. We were expecting the Lady of the Golden woods to come to us."
"What of the enemy?" Elrond asked
"They ran off as if chased by the hand of darkness, and have not returned."
"When?"
"Two days have passed."
"What of the rest of the royal family?" Elrond prodded gently.
The elf's grey blue eyes darkened, "My eldest brother Thruin is dead, slain by orc swords. Shyla as I have said rode to Lothlorien, my father. my father is within the palace, he has locked himself away, he will allow no one entrance; and. my youngest brother Legolas is there with him, Legolas is quite ill, if he has not already passed through to the Halls of Mandos. I can not tell, the trees are in mourning and will speak to no one."
"What is wrong with Legolas?" Gimli cut in, impatient to find out what had happened to his friend.
Shoran turned to the dwarf. "Legolas became ill five days past, fever plagues him, as do nightmares; he could not be wakened. We begged my father to send for you, Lord Elrond; but something is amiss with adar-nin (my father). He will speak to no one; as soon as the battles ended and the Orcs had fled, he took Legolas to his chambers.
Flashback (5 days ago.)
Shyla wandered through the halls, it was nearing noon and she was searching for her youngest brother Legolas, he was due to leave for Rivendell in a few hours, but she had not seen him at all, not even at breakfast, which was rare, because he was always the first to rise in the morning.
She met up with her twin brother on the way. "Shoran, have you seen Legolas?" she questioned.
Shoran shook his head, "No I have not, father requests Legolas' presence, and sent me to search for him. Perhaps he is in his chambers, preparing to leave."
Shyla shrugged, "Perhaps, will you accompany me?"
He nodded in affirmation, and they headed towards their youngest brother's chambers.
Shyla hesitantly knocked on the door, when she received no answer she pushed it open. "Legolas? Are you here Father.Legolas?!" She cried when she saw him lying in his bed. It was not like him to sleep so late.
She and Shoran walked over. "Legolas?" She questioned again, but he did not stir.
She put her hand to his forehead, "He is with fever! Shoran, go to father, tell him that Legolas is ill."
Her brother nodded and ran out of the room.
"Legolas?" She whispered, and touched his shoulder; she was startled when he awoke with a cry.
"Legolas are you ill?" she questioned.
Legolas looked at her, "I am fine Shyla; I must go and prepare to leave."
You will do no such thing, you should not lie to me Legolas; I know that you are ill."
She pushed him back so that he was lying on the bed again. "You have a fever. Now sleep, Shoran has gone to father."
Legolas was too tired to argue with her so he complied, and remained lying on the bed.
End flashback
"Come I will take you to the palace, perhaps you can speak with father." Shoran said and led them through the trees.
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I know that it's short, I'm sorry, but with exams approaching it may be awhile, before I can update. This can't be happening, the votes for Slash or not is a tie, I refuse to be the tie breaker, so I need more votes!!!!!!!
Keep sending all those wonderful reviews!! I love them!!!!
And one last thing, I need a beta, my grammar and especially my punctuation isn't so good, so anyone who would like to help me out, I'd love you forever!!!!