Title: Free me, brother!
Author: Mellas Fenixxes
Summary: When Legolas was a baby, he was found by Denethor. He grew up with Boromir, who was of the same age, and Faramir. Reaching 17 years, Legolas finally found out he was no real part of this family and left. After some time, a wizard gives him the a task he must fulfil. And with it, he will have to destroy his past. AU
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Adventure/Angst
A/N: Finally I've updated! I was writing while I was at school, at home, in the car, so here it is! I hope you like it! I'm going to make here and there some flashbacks of their childhood, that's for certain, but instead of that, nothing is certain, so if you have any ideas, you're totally welcome!
Das Blume: Thank you SO VERY much for all the information you got me! And I do hope you don't mind that I'm not going to change Serenora into Finduilas, but perhaps you can imagine it's just a name Denethor uses to show his love for her? Or something like that. And why can't I find the books? Cause I'm not living in a country, I'm on an island. Curacao actally. And I DID find the books here! Not so long ago, only I'm sitting without money at the moment and my parents don't wanna buy it for me. Too expensive for a book, that's what they say! I could cry!! And guess what, two days ago I went to the same bookstore and they were already sold!!! Oh, about elfling, it's just that I read that word so many times in a fanfic that I thought it was a 'normal' word, so please forgive for using it, okay?
Did you say you speak spanish!? I wish I could!! It's beautiful language and I'm still trying to learn it. I'm from Holland, so I usually speak dutch. Here at school you have to learn spanish and papiamentu too, but I came to Curacao and went and came and went, so I still don't really speak any of them. And thank you VERY much again for all the information! It's very interesting, but if you ask me, I think that I know almost everything about Legolas and Thranduil is going to be in this story. Uh oh, shouldn't have said that ^ ^.
Silver Shadow of Silence: Yeah, I know I messed with the time, but hey, it's an AU! Thank you for reminding me anyway!
Cheysuli: The truth is that I got this idea while listening to the music from the movie 'The prince of Egypt', have you seen it? It's about Moses being adopted by the farao, then he runs away and has to come back to fulfil a duty which God had given him. I dunno why I chose Denethor and Serenora (Finduilas, thx!) to be Legolas' parents though. By the way, your name/nick 'Cheysuli' sounds really familiar, am I right?
ObsidianRaven: Thank you so very much for reviewing!! I hope you enjoy!
Itsuki Tachibana: Yay! You think it's a cool idea?? I'm really surprised that my crazy mind is good for something! Thank you for reviewing!
You all really surprised me, I never expected to get this much reviews! (I not used to reviews, you noticed) And I'm really thankful! So I wrote this as quickly as I could, but it takes time to think everything over. I don't want to make a mess of it. Another reason for waiting so long before I updated is that I'm writing other stories the same time. That's so typically me. I'm having over 12 other plots I want to work out. But well, this plot comes first, agreed? Please enjoy!
Free Me, Brother!
Chapter Two: From five to four.
This evening was so different than all the others. Denethor could tell. Watching his three sons playing with each other. Yes, three sons he had now. It was four years ago when it was Faramir's turn to take a look at the world and begin his life. Boromir, Legolas and Faramir, they were all he had, and he loved them with all his heart. Boromir and Legolas were playing with the little wooden horses he had carved for them out of a tree. Faramir was watching them with big eyes, showing how fascinating it was for him. In his arms he held his own little horse, hugging it close.
While watching Denethor didn't notice a tear slipping down his cheek, quickly followed by another. However peaceful and lovely the sight was, it wasn't the same. It just wasn't the same! Not after what had happened yesterday afternoon in his own home.
~Flashback~
It started as a sunny day, Denethor and Serenora stood on the balcony. Not saying a word, but there was no need to say anything either, they knew perfectly well how the other felt. Joy bloomed in their hearts, just like it had always done since they had found eachother. In her arms Serenora held the little Faramir. He was gently pulling at her long brown hair and she smiled to him.
'Say Faramir, what do think of the place where you were born? Do you like it?'
Serenora held him up some higher so he had a better view. Looking over the city with his young blue eyes he stretched out his hands to his mommy.
'Da back my mommy!'
Denethor grinned. 'He says that he likes it, but that he likes his mommy far more. And I can't say he's wrong.'
Serenora laughed merrily, a sound of little bells tinkling in heaven.
'Moomma!' Boromir came running in, quickly followed by Legolas.
'What is it, love?'
'We made something for you.' Boromir handed her the drawings he and Legolas had made, eyes shining. Looking at them, Denethor lay an arm around her shoulders.
'See? They like you just as much as I do.'
Child's art might sometimes be really difficult to understand, but Serenora could clearly see herself in Boromir's drawing. She stood on the same balcony, birds flying all around her. Her long wavy hair almost to the ground. Seeing that, both she and Denethor remembered that Boromir had always tried to comb her hair when he was sitting in her arms. Her hair was just as long as Boromir himself, if not longer. In reality it only reached to her waist. Turning to the other drawing from Legolas she recognized herself too, but there she was standing in a forest beside a huge tree. She wore a beautiful green dress and a crown of leaves adorned her hair. A bow securely in her right hand, an arrow in her left.
'Mommy?' Legolas asked. 'Is it good?'
Serenora told Denethor to hold Faramir for a moment (he had the habit to walk or crawl off when you put him on the ground and let him go) and then hugged her two artists close, kissing their cheek.
'It is very beautiful. Thank you very much, I love it! Will you come with me and tell me where to hang it at the wall in my room?'
She took their little hands and together they walked to her bedroom. Walking down the stairs, Boromir suddenly stumbled, releasing her hand in shock he rolled down, his speed ever increasing. 'It's Soap!' Legolas yelled, before he himself lost his footing too and fell down.
'No!' Serenora screamed, pulling up her dress to ran down the stairs instinctively. Nothing else mattered except that she wanted to hold her children, see if they were alive. The way they were lying so still on the ground frightened her more than anything else had ever done. 'No! Boromir! Legolas!' It didn't take long before she slipped in her haste, the stairs playing their own game. It seemed like forever as she fell down, rolling on and on. Then suddenly she lay still and everything went black.
Denethor, having heard the commotion, cried out in sorrow when he saw his wife and two children lying on the cold stone floor. But he also noticed the soap on the stairs and had a hard time restraining himself not to run down like lightning. On the other hand, he had Faramir to care for now and he couldn't risk falling down with a child in his arms. Carefully and slowly walking down the stairs it was Faramir who suddenly began screaming.
'Hush, hush, Faramir!' Denethor tried to soothe the youngest, to no avail. 'Please, work with me!'
Serenora opened her eyes when Denethor put Faramir to the ground and ran towards her. 'Boromir… Legolas… Please tell me… T-they are all right?'
'Yes, I think they are,' Denethor said as he lifted them up, looking them over for any wounds or bruises. Boromir gave a yelp when he opened his eyes only to look straight into the caring ones of his father. When Legolas regained consciousness too Denethor let go of a heavy sigh. 'They're fine.'
'T-thank god…'
'Serenora?'
Turning back to his wife the world seemed to dissapear from under his feet. Her eyes were closed and her skin was awfully pale.
'Serenora? Please!'
Putting Boromir and Legolas down he cradled her in his arms instead. That was when he noticed the gash in her head.
'I-I will always love you…' She said, trying to smile. Then her eyes closed. Blood dripped down unto the floor. She became colder and colder to the touch but he didn't care. She would be fine soon. Thinking this he didn't notice the tears streaming down his face like rain. Everything turned blurry.
'Father?'
Denethor could make out the little form of the elven child and in his hands he recognized one of his own knives together with a torn towel and another little wooden horse he had been making for Faramir. Looking back at his wife he realized what had caused her death. She had called him when he was busy carving this horse while sitting on the stairs. He had nothing else to do, and eager as he was to be with her he had put it down here on the ground without thinking. He held her tightly to him and began rocking while murmering the same words over and over again. 'Serenora, come back! Please come back!'
'Father?'
Looking up to his adopted son he slapped him and yelled at him to get help instead of standing there like a fool. Didn't he know his mother had died because of him, Denethor, the fool? He had put his work there, it was all his fault. Legolas, having understood what his father wanted of him although he had spoken very softly, ran away quickly, crying of shock and screaming for help. When Boromir wanted to comb his mother's hair, which lay sprawled on the floor, Denethor pushed him away roughly. Scared of his father's behaviour Boromir held his little brother Faramir and backed away, teary-eyed and confused.
When Legolas arrived with help Denetor was still murmering her name, not aware of anything else that happened around him.
'Come back… oh please, please…Serenora… come back… please…'
But even if she had wanted to come back, she couldn't. Death had found her first.
~End Flashback~
Now usually Serenora would walk around the house with tea and sweets. Talking to her husband her sound would fill the house with laughter and joy. Without her it was cold and silent. Of course, Denethor and Serenora had their conflicts. But somehow she had always managed to keep him calm and helped him with making the best decision for the white city. Without her he wasn't sure if he could keep up. He had lost a piece of his heart, a piece of himself. From now he would never be able to love again.
TBC
A/N: I admit, I don't know much about kids and baby's and stuff. So I really hope I didn't let you down, and if I did, then tell me what I have to do to make it better! Love, Mellas Fenixxes.
Author: Mellas Fenixxes
Summary: When Legolas was a baby, he was found by Denethor. He grew up with Boromir, who was of the same age, and Faramir. Reaching 17 years, Legolas finally found out he was no real part of this family and left. After some time, a wizard gives him the a task he must fulfil. And with it, he will have to destroy his past. AU
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Adventure/Angst
A/N: Finally I've updated! I was writing while I was at school, at home, in the car, so here it is! I hope you like it! I'm going to make here and there some flashbacks of their childhood, that's for certain, but instead of that, nothing is certain, so if you have any ideas, you're totally welcome!
Das Blume: Thank you SO VERY much for all the information you got me! And I do hope you don't mind that I'm not going to change Serenora into Finduilas, but perhaps you can imagine it's just a name Denethor uses to show his love for her? Or something like that. And why can't I find the books? Cause I'm not living in a country, I'm on an island. Curacao actally. And I DID find the books here! Not so long ago, only I'm sitting without money at the moment and my parents don't wanna buy it for me. Too expensive for a book, that's what they say! I could cry!! And guess what, two days ago I went to the same bookstore and they were already sold!!! Oh, about elfling, it's just that I read that word so many times in a fanfic that I thought it was a 'normal' word, so please forgive for using it, okay?
Did you say you speak spanish!? I wish I could!! It's beautiful language and I'm still trying to learn it. I'm from Holland, so I usually speak dutch. Here at school you have to learn spanish and papiamentu too, but I came to Curacao and went and came and went, so I still don't really speak any of them. And thank you VERY much again for all the information! It's very interesting, but if you ask me, I think that I know almost everything about Legolas and Thranduil is going to be in this story. Uh oh, shouldn't have said that ^ ^.
Silver Shadow of Silence: Yeah, I know I messed with the time, but hey, it's an AU! Thank you for reminding me anyway!
Cheysuli: The truth is that I got this idea while listening to the music from the movie 'The prince of Egypt', have you seen it? It's about Moses being adopted by the farao, then he runs away and has to come back to fulfil a duty which God had given him. I dunno why I chose Denethor and Serenora (Finduilas, thx!) to be Legolas' parents though. By the way, your name/nick 'Cheysuli' sounds really familiar, am I right?
ObsidianRaven: Thank you so very much for reviewing!! I hope you enjoy!
Itsuki Tachibana: Yay! You think it's a cool idea?? I'm really surprised that my crazy mind is good for something! Thank you for reviewing!
You all really surprised me, I never expected to get this much reviews! (I not used to reviews, you noticed) And I'm really thankful! So I wrote this as quickly as I could, but it takes time to think everything over. I don't want to make a mess of it. Another reason for waiting so long before I updated is that I'm writing other stories the same time. That's so typically me. I'm having over 12 other plots I want to work out. But well, this plot comes first, agreed? Please enjoy!
Free Me, Brother!
Chapter Two: From five to four.
This evening was so different than all the others. Denethor could tell. Watching his three sons playing with each other. Yes, three sons he had now. It was four years ago when it was Faramir's turn to take a look at the world and begin his life. Boromir, Legolas and Faramir, they were all he had, and he loved them with all his heart. Boromir and Legolas were playing with the little wooden horses he had carved for them out of a tree. Faramir was watching them with big eyes, showing how fascinating it was for him. In his arms he held his own little horse, hugging it close.
While watching Denethor didn't notice a tear slipping down his cheek, quickly followed by another. However peaceful and lovely the sight was, it wasn't the same. It just wasn't the same! Not after what had happened yesterday afternoon in his own home.
~Flashback~
It started as a sunny day, Denethor and Serenora stood on the balcony. Not saying a word, but there was no need to say anything either, they knew perfectly well how the other felt. Joy bloomed in their hearts, just like it had always done since they had found eachother. In her arms Serenora held the little Faramir. He was gently pulling at her long brown hair and she smiled to him.
'Say Faramir, what do think of the place where you were born? Do you like it?'
Serenora held him up some higher so he had a better view. Looking over the city with his young blue eyes he stretched out his hands to his mommy.
'Da back my mommy!'
Denethor grinned. 'He says that he likes it, but that he likes his mommy far more. And I can't say he's wrong.'
Serenora laughed merrily, a sound of little bells tinkling in heaven.
'Moomma!' Boromir came running in, quickly followed by Legolas.
'What is it, love?'
'We made something for you.' Boromir handed her the drawings he and Legolas had made, eyes shining. Looking at them, Denethor lay an arm around her shoulders.
'See? They like you just as much as I do.'
Child's art might sometimes be really difficult to understand, but Serenora could clearly see herself in Boromir's drawing. She stood on the same balcony, birds flying all around her. Her long wavy hair almost to the ground. Seeing that, both she and Denethor remembered that Boromir had always tried to comb her hair when he was sitting in her arms. Her hair was just as long as Boromir himself, if not longer. In reality it only reached to her waist. Turning to the other drawing from Legolas she recognized herself too, but there she was standing in a forest beside a huge tree. She wore a beautiful green dress and a crown of leaves adorned her hair. A bow securely in her right hand, an arrow in her left.
'Mommy?' Legolas asked. 'Is it good?'
Serenora told Denethor to hold Faramir for a moment (he had the habit to walk or crawl off when you put him on the ground and let him go) and then hugged her two artists close, kissing their cheek.
'It is very beautiful. Thank you very much, I love it! Will you come with me and tell me where to hang it at the wall in my room?'
She took their little hands and together they walked to her bedroom. Walking down the stairs, Boromir suddenly stumbled, releasing her hand in shock he rolled down, his speed ever increasing. 'It's Soap!' Legolas yelled, before he himself lost his footing too and fell down.
'No!' Serenora screamed, pulling up her dress to ran down the stairs instinctively. Nothing else mattered except that she wanted to hold her children, see if they were alive. The way they were lying so still on the ground frightened her more than anything else had ever done. 'No! Boromir! Legolas!' It didn't take long before she slipped in her haste, the stairs playing their own game. It seemed like forever as she fell down, rolling on and on. Then suddenly she lay still and everything went black.
Denethor, having heard the commotion, cried out in sorrow when he saw his wife and two children lying on the cold stone floor. But he also noticed the soap on the stairs and had a hard time restraining himself not to run down like lightning. On the other hand, he had Faramir to care for now and he couldn't risk falling down with a child in his arms. Carefully and slowly walking down the stairs it was Faramir who suddenly began screaming.
'Hush, hush, Faramir!' Denethor tried to soothe the youngest, to no avail. 'Please, work with me!'
Serenora opened her eyes when Denethor put Faramir to the ground and ran towards her. 'Boromir… Legolas… Please tell me… T-they are all right?'
'Yes, I think they are,' Denethor said as he lifted them up, looking them over for any wounds or bruises. Boromir gave a yelp when he opened his eyes only to look straight into the caring ones of his father. When Legolas regained consciousness too Denethor let go of a heavy sigh. 'They're fine.'
'T-thank god…'
'Serenora?'
Turning back to his wife the world seemed to dissapear from under his feet. Her eyes were closed and her skin was awfully pale.
'Serenora? Please!'
Putting Boromir and Legolas down he cradled her in his arms instead. That was when he noticed the gash in her head.
'I-I will always love you…' She said, trying to smile. Then her eyes closed. Blood dripped down unto the floor. She became colder and colder to the touch but he didn't care. She would be fine soon. Thinking this he didn't notice the tears streaming down his face like rain. Everything turned blurry.
'Father?'
Denethor could make out the little form of the elven child and in his hands he recognized one of his own knives together with a torn towel and another little wooden horse he had been making for Faramir. Looking back at his wife he realized what had caused her death. She had called him when he was busy carving this horse while sitting on the stairs. He had nothing else to do, and eager as he was to be with her he had put it down here on the ground without thinking. He held her tightly to him and began rocking while murmering the same words over and over again. 'Serenora, come back! Please come back!'
'Father?'
Looking up to his adopted son he slapped him and yelled at him to get help instead of standing there like a fool. Didn't he know his mother had died because of him, Denethor, the fool? He had put his work there, it was all his fault. Legolas, having understood what his father wanted of him although he had spoken very softly, ran away quickly, crying of shock and screaming for help. When Boromir wanted to comb his mother's hair, which lay sprawled on the floor, Denethor pushed him away roughly. Scared of his father's behaviour Boromir held his little brother Faramir and backed away, teary-eyed and confused.
When Legolas arrived with help Denetor was still murmering her name, not aware of anything else that happened around him.
'Come back… oh please, please…Serenora… come back… please…'
But even if she had wanted to come back, she couldn't. Death had found her first.
~End Flashback~
Now usually Serenora would walk around the house with tea and sweets. Talking to her husband her sound would fill the house with laughter and joy. Without her it was cold and silent. Of course, Denethor and Serenora had their conflicts. But somehow she had always managed to keep him calm and helped him with making the best decision for the white city. Without her he wasn't sure if he could keep up. He had lost a piece of his heart, a piece of himself. From now he would never be able to love again.
TBC
A/N: I admit, I don't know much about kids and baby's and stuff. So I really hope I didn't let you down, and if I did, then tell me what I have to do to make it better! Love, Mellas Fenixxes.