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Response 2 reviewers:
RangerOfTheWest: So so glad u liked it!! There will b more, just check in often!! Thanx 4 the reviews!!
arwen-the-immortal: Yea I try not 2 go 2 fast when im writing stories. Keeps up the suspense and draws in more reviews!! Thanx 4 reviewing tho, more will come, I promise!!
Aragorn peered into the rooms of Elladen and Elrohir. A stab mark pierced through each of their chests. Tears filled Aragorn's eyes as he saw them, the dead, murdered bodies of his foster brothers. Not one, but two of his friends, not to mention family, had been murdered. Arwen appeared at his side and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Why does this keep happening?" she whispered, tears spilling out from her crystal blue eyes. Aragorn sighed.
"I wish I knew meleth nin. I wish I knew." He took her hand and kissed it, a tear spilling onto it. She collapsed into his arms, her fragile body shaking with sobs. Aragorn raised his eyes towards the sky and in his mind, he asked the Valar why they were doing this, bringing pain to the creatures of goodness and light.
Two days later, a funeral was held for the twins. Arwen was dressed in a black and silver gown, a transparent black veil on her head. Aragorn stood by her side, dressed in a black rangers uniform. Tears flowed from all eyes of the people that attended the burial of the beloved Princes of Rivendell.
After the burial, Aragorn and Arwen walked through the gardens of Imladris. Very rarely did they speak, for their hearts were filled with mourning and sadness for their brothers. They stopped for a moment to gaze at a waterfall. The wind suddenly picked up and Arwen had a vision:
She heard evil laughter and the sound of a metal sword stabbing through someone's body. She saw the bodies of Legolas, Elladen, and Elrohir. Then she saw herself. She was in her nightclothes, they were covered with blood. She realized the cruel laughter that she heard was escaping from her lips.
The vision ended and she gasped, her hand letting go from Aragorn's. She stumbled backwards and collapsed on a bench. Aragorn immediately rushed to her side.
"Arwen?? What is it meletha?? What is troubling you?" Aragorn asked, concerned.
Arwen said nothing. She just stared blankly ahead, tears falling silently and unchecked from her eyes. Finally, she held up her shaking hands and stared at them. She drew in a deep shaky breath.
"These hands killed my best friend, and my two brothers." She looked at Aragorn. "I killed them Aragorn. I killed them"
Aragorn couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Arwen no," he reasurred her. "You did not kill your brothers, and you did not kill Legolas. You are innocent."
Arwen lowered her head, tears spilling into her lap. Aragorn tilted her chin up and looked her straight into the eyes.
"Arwen, meleth nin, the grief over your Elladen and Elrohir's death is going to your head. You are the nicest, most kind, big hearted person that I know. You would never kill your family and friends out of cold blood. It was just a nightmare Arwen. It isn't the truth." He kissed her forehead and wiped her tears.
Arwen smiled sadly, but she still felt that she did it. She felt that she was responsible for the three murders, but she didn't want to upset Aragorn with what she felt.
Aragorn took her hand and they walked back to Imladris in silence.
That night, Arwen became hypnotized again. She grabbed her sword and walked into another victims room in her usual trance.
There would be two last murders this night before the madness will stop. But who will they be??
A/N Ooooh cliffhangers galore!!!! Please review and u will find out who stays alive and who dies!!!
Response 2 reviewers:
RangerOfTheWest: So so glad u liked it!! There will b more, just check in often!! Thanx 4 the reviews!!
arwen-the-immortal: Yea I try not 2 go 2 fast when im writing stories. Keeps up the suspense and draws in more reviews!! Thanx 4 reviewing tho, more will come, I promise!!
Aragorn peered into the rooms of Elladen and Elrohir. A stab mark pierced through each of their chests. Tears filled Aragorn's eyes as he saw them, the dead, murdered bodies of his foster brothers. Not one, but two of his friends, not to mention family, had been murdered. Arwen appeared at his side and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Why does this keep happening?" she whispered, tears spilling out from her crystal blue eyes. Aragorn sighed.
"I wish I knew meleth nin. I wish I knew." He took her hand and kissed it, a tear spilling onto it. She collapsed into his arms, her fragile body shaking with sobs. Aragorn raised his eyes towards the sky and in his mind, he asked the Valar why they were doing this, bringing pain to the creatures of goodness and light.
Two days later, a funeral was held for the twins. Arwen was dressed in a black and silver gown, a transparent black veil on her head. Aragorn stood by her side, dressed in a black rangers uniform. Tears flowed from all eyes of the people that attended the burial of the beloved Princes of Rivendell.
After the burial, Aragorn and Arwen walked through the gardens of Imladris. Very rarely did they speak, for their hearts were filled with mourning and sadness for their brothers. They stopped for a moment to gaze at a waterfall. The wind suddenly picked up and Arwen had a vision:
She heard evil laughter and the sound of a metal sword stabbing through someone's body. She saw the bodies of Legolas, Elladen, and Elrohir. Then she saw herself. She was in her nightclothes, they were covered with blood. She realized the cruel laughter that she heard was escaping from her lips.
The vision ended and she gasped, her hand letting go from Aragorn's. She stumbled backwards and collapsed on a bench. Aragorn immediately rushed to her side.
"Arwen?? What is it meletha?? What is troubling you?" Aragorn asked, concerned.
Arwen said nothing. She just stared blankly ahead, tears falling silently and unchecked from her eyes. Finally, she held up her shaking hands and stared at them. She drew in a deep shaky breath.
"These hands killed my best friend, and my two brothers." She looked at Aragorn. "I killed them Aragorn. I killed them"
Aragorn couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Arwen no," he reasurred her. "You did not kill your brothers, and you did not kill Legolas. You are innocent."
Arwen lowered her head, tears spilling into her lap. Aragorn tilted her chin up and looked her straight into the eyes.
"Arwen, meleth nin, the grief over your Elladen and Elrohir's death is going to your head. You are the nicest, most kind, big hearted person that I know. You would never kill your family and friends out of cold blood. It was just a nightmare Arwen. It isn't the truth." He kissed her forehead and wiped her tears.
Arwen smiled sadly, but she still felt that she did it. She felt that she was responsible for the three murders, but she didn't want to upset Aragorn with what she felt.
Aragorn took her hand and they walked back to Imladris in silence.
That night, Arwen became hypnotized again. She grabbed her sword and walked into another victims room in her usual trance.
There would be two last murders this night before the madness will stop. But who will they be??
A/N Ooooh cliffhangers galore!!!! Please review and u will find out who stays alive and who dies!!!