Hieiscarf- hahahaha your funny bunny.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- Mor a green- maybe he will, and maybe he won't you'll find out later...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------- Celadrial- thanks for the praise.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------- Silmarwen Silimuar (aka Liz)- I'm going to update maybe twice a week. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- NEVERMIND- my "explanation better make sense" ? what are you the tolkien police? For one this is fanfiction, and not meant to be exactly like the story. I can understand the wanting to keep the Tolkien work to a level, but hey, If you don't like my story or think its wrong, don't read it! If you REALLY desire an explanation to soothe your mind, he fell into a time warp. And if you find something wrong with this chapter, go ahead and tell me, but ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------ FOR FUTURE READERS: feel free to offer me constructive criticism because I know I am screwing up some things, but if you flame me, I will use your flames to make s'mores! I hope you enjoy. If you don't then just don't read it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------
Legolas was practicing his already fine-tuned art of Bow and arrow shooting as the servant elf from the house found him. "Prince Legolas, your father calls for you to come to him in the library immediately an urgent message from Lord Elrond has arrived and your presence is needed." With a straight face the servant elf stood there and waited for the prince to do something. Without questioning the servant for more information, Legolas ran off, wondering what could be happening, as this seemed most odd. Thinking that something must be killed, or his warrior skills needed, he ran even more quickly toward the castle doors and to his father's library. As the Lady Arwen had done hours ago, he rushed to his father's side, without even bothering to knock on the door. But, seeing the look on his father's face, he saw that his act of indecorum would not even be mentioned. "Ada, what has happened?" he asked the king sitting in front of him. "Legolas sit down and listen quickly. 10 of our best fighters are being gathered as we speak. You are to go to the nearby village and find where the family of a mother, brother and sister resided. Do not ask of the father. The brother was Jasil, and the sister is Lila. You are to bring Lila here, and then you will leave for Rivendell. You must be in Rivendell in three days time, you and Lila only. You must find her Legolas, it is imperative to both Lord Elrond and I. She is tall, has dark hair, and a tattoo of a fading sun on her right hand you will know her by. I can not tell you anymore I am afraid. Please do not question what you are being asked to do, I can not say." The look on the king's face showed a trait of him telling the truth, and that was odd as the king rarely expressed any facial movements. Sensing that questioning the king, his father, would not be beneficial he quickly stood. "I will find her before midday tomorrow Ada, and I will come here before we leave for Rivendell. I am sure of this." and with that Legolas nodded at his father and left through the door he had come in from. Gliding quickly to his own rooms, he gathered his best bow and arrows. Slung the quiver onto his back and picked up his two best fighting knives. Putting on his riding boots, there was a knock at the door, then someone said, "The men are gathered at the front entrance, they have your horse ready for you, sire." This was it. He had no information other than what his father had given to him. Leaving the room, he quickly prayed a silent prayer to the valar that he would keep his promise to his father and return with the girl before midday tomorrow. Walking through the front door, he found indeed 10 men and 11 horses waiting for him. He said "We ride to the nearest village, from there I am unsure as of yet, we will find out there." He climbed atop his horse with ease and they were off at top speed. They reached the village within an hour after leaving the castle, already it was reaching nightfall. They had to move quickly if they wanted to keep the Prince's promise. Climbing off of their horses the elves walked their horses into the village, in the lead of course, was Legolas. With his light skin and blonde hair pulled half back and braided, he was the signature Prince. The village elves bowed as he walked by. Seeing the Inn up ahead, he entered. Walking to the bar, he asked the Keeper of the Inn where he might find a mother, brother, and sister on the outskirts of town. To which the Keeper replied, "Well, Mr. Prince, I'm not one to rightly go telling other people's whereabouts, but you seem to be a good fellow, so I'll tell you. Go north of the village about 250 yards, and then you'll come to a meadow. There is a path made of yellow daisies, follow them to a path, then follow the path, you will wind up at the house that you are looking for." With that knowledge, Legolas thanked the keeper and slipped him a bit of money as a token of appreciation. "Thank you, may your days be happier, and your worries lightened." And with another nod for the Keeper, the Prince left. Gathering his men around him as he went to the horses, he told them what he was looking for, and where he was told to look. They all agreed to go with him, and then they were off. As they went through the village, the town's elves bowed their heads as the Prince went by.
Legolas had been riding on the path that the inn keeper had directed him to, for at least an hour, before seeing the house that he had spoken of. Renewing his faith in the keeper, he sent his horse into a full gallop and called to his fellow Elven warriors, "I see the house, quickly now, we have no time to loose!" By the time the house was in sight the sun had set and the sky was starting to darken by the clouded and sun-less sky. The stars and moon were hidden, and there was very little light to see what had happened in this house. Sensing that something was off he slid off of his horse and landed softly on the hard-packed dirt. He noticed the tracks first off, calling to his elves to not come further as they might disturb them. Walking to the side of the tracks, he made his way to the front door, knowing that something was wrong, as the door had been knocked off of its hinges and cast to the side. Looking inside, he saw a horrible sight.
:-: SIGHT HE MET:-:
His elven eyes had never seen such a sight. It upset his stomach. He had seen death before, but never in such a ripped up way, as these creatures had been killed. The sight of the wet, glistening black uruk-hai blood mixing with dried brown human blood, was utterly disgusting. (a/n- Does Orc blood dry quickly? b/c if it does I have to fix the rest of this paragraph!) one of the large Uruk-hai was curled in a corner. His head was missing and black blood poured from where his head should have been. There was a large pool of blood under and around him. The head itself, was about 10 paces away, eyes still open. They appeared to be looking straight at him as he made his first few cautionary steps into the house. He couldn't bring himself to look away from the eyes. With his next step he stumbled over the other felled Orc. He fell into the "lake" of blood by the Uruk-hai head. Gasping and chastising himself for not noticing this hindrance, he jumped to his feet and yelped. "ICKIS YUCKUS!" He began to try to shake his body like a wet dog to get the foul smelling Orc blood off of him. The guards outside nervously shouted to him, "Prince, are you alright?" Not wanting to scare them and more so not wanting them to see him covered in black Uruk- ahi blood, he yelled back, "Stay where you are! Do not come forth!" Making his way over to the wash basin, he used the cloth nearby to wash himself off. Having to scrub his hair to clean it, the hair became a tangled mess. He thought to himself –MY HAIR! MY HAIR! I can't allow people to see me like this!- seeing a princess pink scarf he tied it around his head and since there was no looking glass, he could not see what it looked like. Getting back to the other two dead creatures, Legolas didn't bother to mask his look of disgust as he made his way over to the closest of the next bodies, his boots squished as Uruk-Hai blood seeped out of them with each step. Starting to slide across the blood he had previously fallen in, he grabbed hold of the nearest item to hold him up. The chair held him aloft as he slowing inched himself over to the nearby elf. So as not to get any more blood on himself he crouched over the other elf and used his sleeve to put the face back askew. Leaning back into his crouch, he got his face as far away from the other as was possible, holding in the urge to loose his morning meal. This he had seen done before, but never to an elf! What pain and torture they must have put him through. The horses outside grew restless and started to buck and neigh, distracting the waiting elves from the prince inside. As they were calming there horses, they failed to notice a slight movement in the meadow above and to the left of them. Still in his crouch, Legolas walked as best he could to the last dead creature. By now, his mind was getting "wobbly" at the idea that something like this had happen to fellow elves. He couldn't bring himself to turn the elf around to see her face, and remembering what his father had said about a sun tattoo on one of Lila's hands he decided that the best idea was to cut open the bonds tying the elves hands together, like a mummies, but behind her back. Pulling a small knife from the bootstrap he kept it in, he sliced an even line through the wrappings and bonds, gently sliding all of the wrappings off, the hands opened, and two eyeballs fell from them, and landed on Legolas's already disgusting boots. The urge to throw up, rose in his throat and unable to contain it anymore, he turned his head to the side and threw up. "Prince, we must get going, what is going on to hold you up in there? The horses grow restless!" not wanting the group to see him standing above this dead elf, with a princess pink scarf in his hair, holding a small knife in his hand and two random eyeballs retna's not attached, on his boots. He called to them. "I am alright, one more moment, and I will be out." Bracing himself for the worst, he looked at the back of the hands, he did not see a sun.
After searching the rest of the house for a slight clue, he came up with the idea to check the stables and make sure no horse had been taken. Walking briskly from the house, and knowing to be careful around the arrow- pierced Uruk-Hai, he walked through the askew front door. Not bothering to answer the questions arising from the group members, he made his way over to the stables, and needless to say one of the horses was missing. He thought to himself, -we need to find the tracks- and walked back outside, looking and finding the tracks that Lila herself made hours ago. He called to the waiting elves, "hurry, the trail is made, we must find this girl, she appears to be on horseback, follow me." And with that he climbed atop his horse, and trotted over to where Lila's tracks began he followed, now at a steady gait, wondering to himself if they were already too late?
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- Mor a green- maybe he will, and maybe he won't you'll find out later...
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------- Celadrial- thanks for the praise.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------- Silmarwen Silimuar (aka Liz)- I'm going to update maybe twice a week. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- NEVERMIND- my "explanation better make sense" ? what are you the tolkien police? For one this is fanfiction, and not meant to be exactly like the story. I can understand the wanting to keep the Tolkien work to a level, but hey, If you don't like my story or think its wrong, don't read it! If you REALLY desire an explanation to soothe your mind, he fell into a time warp. And if you find something wrong with this chapter, go ahead and tell me, but ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------ FOR FUTURE READERS: feel free to offer me constructive criticism because I know I am screwing up some things, but if you flame me, I will use your flames to make s'mores! I hope you enjoy. If you don't then just don't read it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------
Legolas was practicing his already fine-tuned art of Bow and arrow shooting as the servant elf from the house found him. "Prince Legolas, your father calls for you to come to him in the library immediately an urgent message from Lord Elrond has arrived and your presence is needed." With a straight face the servant elf stood there and waited for the prince to do something. Without questioning the servant for more information, Legolas ran off, wondering what could be happening, as this seemed most odd. Thinking that something must be killed, or his warrior skills needed, he ran even more quickly toward the castle doors and to his father's library. As the Lady Arwen had done hours ago, he rushed to his father's side, without even bothering to knock on the door. But, seeing the look on his father's face, he saw that his act of indecorum would not even be mentioned. "Ada, what has happened?" he asked the king sitting in front of him. "Legolas sit down and listen quickly. 10 of our best fighters are being gathered as we speak. You are to go to the nearby village and find where the family of a mother, brother and sister resided. Do not ask of the father. The brother was Jasil, and the sister is Lila. You are to bring Lila here, and then you will leave for Rivendell. You must be in Rivendell in three days time, you and Lila only. You must find her Legolas, it is imperative to both Lord Elrond and I. She is tall, has dark hair, and a tattoo of a fading sun on her right hand you will know her by. I can not tell you anymore I am afraid. Please do not question what you are being asked to do, I can not say." The look on the king's face showed a trait of him telling the truth, and that was odd as the king rarely expressed any facial movements. Sensing that questioning the king, his father, would not be beneficial he quickly stood. "I will find her before midday tomorrow Ada, and I will come here before we leave for Rivendell. I am sure of this." and with that Legolas nodded at his father and left through the door he had come in from. Gliding quickly to his own rooms, he gathered his best bow and arrows. Slung the quiver onto his back and picked up his two best fighting knives. Putting on his riding boots, there was a knock at the door, then someone said, "The men are gathered at the front entrance, they have your horse ready for you, sire." This was it. He had no information other than what his father had given to him. Leaving the room, he quickly prayed a silent prayer to the valar that he would keep his promise to his father and return with the girl before midday tomorrow. Walking through the front door, he found indeed 10 men and 11 horses waiting for him. He said "We ride to the nearest village, from there I am unsure as of yet, we will find out there." He climbed atop his horse with ease and they were off at top speed. They reached the village within an hour after leaving the castle, already it was reaching nightfall. They had to move quickly if they wanted to keep the Prince's promise. Climbing off of their horses the elves walked their horses into the village, in the lead of course, was Legolas. With his light skin and blonde hair pulled half back and braided, he was the signature Prince. The village elves bowed as he walked by. Seeing the Inn up ahead, he entered. Walking to the bar, he asked the Keeper of the Inn where he might find a mother, brother, and sister on the outskirts of town. To which the Keeper replied, "Well, Mr. Prince, I'm not one to rightly go telling other people's whereabouts, but you seem to be a good fellow, so I'll tell you. Go north of the village about 250 yards, and then you'll come to a meadow. There is a path made of yellow daisies, follow them to a path, then follow the path, you will wind up at the house that you are looking for." With that knowledge, Legolas thanked the keeper and slipped him a bit of money as a token of appreciation. "Thank you, may your days be happier, and your worries lightened." And with another nod for the Keeper, the Prince left. Gathering his men around him as he went to the horses, he told them what he was looking for, and where he was told to look. They all agreed to go with him, and then they were off. As they went through the village, the town's elves bowed their heads as the Prince went by.
Legolas had been riding on the path that the inn keeper had directed him to, for at least an hour, before seeing the house that he had spoken of. Renewing his faith in the keeper, he sent his horse into a full gallop and called to his fellow Elven warriors, "I see the house, quickly now, we have no time to loose!" By the time the house was in sight the sun had set and the sky was starting to darken by the clouded and sun-less sky. The stars and moon were hidden, and there was very little light to see what had happened in this house. Sensing that something was off he slid off of his horse and landed softly on the hard-packed dirt. He noticed the tracks first off, calling to his elves to not come further as they might disturb them. Walking to the side of the tracks, he made his way to the front door, knowing that something was wrong, as the door had been knocked off of its hinges and cast to the side. Looking inside, he saw a horrible sight.
:-: SIGHT HE MET:-:
His elven eyes had never seen such a sight. It upset his stomach. He had seen death before, but never in such a ripped up way, as these creatures had been killed. The sight of the wet, glistening black uruk-hai blood mixing with dried brown human blood, was utterly disgusting. (a/n- Does Orc blood dry quickly? b/c if it does I have to fix the rest of this paragraph!) one of the large Uruk-hai was curled in a corner. His head was missing and black blood poured from where his head should have been. There was a large pool of blood under and around him. The head itself, was about 10 paces away, eyes still open. They appeared to be looking straight at him as he made his first few cautionary steps into the house. He couldn't bring himself to look away from the eyes. With his next step he stumbled over the other felled Orc. He fell into the "lake" of blood by the Uruk-hai head. Gasping and chastising himself for not noticing this hindrance, he jumped to his feet and yelped. "ICKIS YUCKUS!" He began to try to shake his body like a wet dog to get the foul smelling Orc blood off of him. The guards outside nervously shouted to him, "Prince, are you alright?" Not wanting to scare them and more so not wanting them to see him covered in black Uruk- ahi blood, he yelled back, "Stay where you are! Do not come forth!" Making his way over to the wash basin, he used the cloth nearby to wash himself off. Having to scrub his hair to clean it, the hair became a tangled mess. He thought to himself –MY HAIR! MY HAIR! I can't allow people to see me like this!- seeing a princess pink scarf he tied it around his head and since there was no looking glass, he could not see what it looked like. Getting back to the other two dead creatures, Legolas didn't bother to mask his look of disgust as he made his way over to the closest of the next bodies, his boots squished as Uruk-Hai blood seeped out of them with each step. Starting to slide across the blood he had previously fallen in, he grabbed hold of the nearest item to hold him up. The chair held him aloft as he slowing inched himself over to the nearby elf. So as not to get any more blood on himself he crouched over the other elf and used his sleeve to put the face back askew. Leaning back into his crouch, he got his face as far away from the other as was possible, holding in the urge to loose his morning meal. This he had seen done before, but never to an elf! What pain and torture they must have put him through. The horses outside grew restless and started to buck and neigh, distracting the waiting elves from the prince inside. As they were calming there horses, they failed to notice a slight movement in the meadow above and to the left of them. Still in his crouch, Legolas walked as best he could to the last dead creature. By now, his mind was getting "wobbly" at the idea that something like this had happen to fellow elves. He couldn't bring himself to turn the elf around to see her face, and remembering what his father had said about a sun tattoo on one of Lila's hands he decided that the best idea was to cut open the bonds tying the elves hands together, like a mummies, but behind her back. Pulling a small knife from the bootstrap he kept it in, he sliced an even line through the wrappings and bonds, gently sliding all of the wrappings off, the hands opened, and two eyeballs fell from them, and landed on Legolas's already disgusting boots. The urge to throw up, rose in his throat and unable to contain it anymore, he turned his head to the side and threw up. "Prince, we must get going, what is going on to hold you up in there? The horses grow restless!" not wanting the group to see him standing above this dead elf, with a princess pink scarf in his hair, holding a small knife in his hand and two random eyeballs retna's not attached, on his boots. He called to them. "I am alright, one more moment, and I will be out." Bracing himself for the worst, he looked at the back of the hands, he did not see a sun.
After searching the rest of the house for a slight clue, he came up with the idea to check the stables and make sure no horse had been taken. Walking briskly from the house, and knowing to be careful around the arrow- pierced Uruk-Hai, he walked through the askew front door. Not bothering to answer the questions arising from the group members, he made his way over to the stables, and needless to say one of the horses was missing. He thought to himself, -we need to find the tracks- and walked back outside, looking and finding the tracks that Lila herself made hours ago. He called to the waiting elves, "hurry, the trail is made, we must find this girl, she appears to be on horseback, follow me." And with that he climbed atop his horse, and trotted over to where Lila's tracks began he followed, now at a steady gait, wondering to himself if they were already too late?