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: I updated! After *such* a long time! Wow, two weeks. I expected it to be one week, but what happened was that I got ill in the WEEKEND! Why in the weekend when we don't have school?? I had to lie in bed for TWO days! That was SO very boring! Then after me, both my parents got sick and Tuesday evening my eye started to swell up! Like how crazy is that??!! I couldn't see through my left eye, and if I opened my right eye, it hurt either. So one day I walked around with closed eyes and the next two days with one closed eye. Thank goodies my eye is some better now, though the docter says it ain't okay yet. Well, that doesn't keep me from updating!
Something else, in dutch, there is a special word for those little yellow chickens (that word is 'kuiken'). So I sought up that word in the dictionary and I found 'chicken'. That really confused me, cause you have 'adult' chickens and 'baby' chickens, and both are called 'chickens' according to the dictionary. So, I don't want you to think that the chickens in this story are 'adults' (that sounds funny!), cause I mean those little, fluffy, cute, ones which are... ehm... I don't have any expercience with chickens... but let's say that the chickens in this story are... a month??
And of course my thanks to all my reviewers! You're all great! No flames yet! I'm SO happy!
Das Blume: Thank you for reassuring me that you'd stick to this story! That's so sweet! By the way, I've been to your site! I still have to sign your guestbook. I've been laughing out loud with those little comics you made! You're a great artist! Can you teach me??? And I so totally agree with you that Johnny Depp should've gotten that oscar for acting Captian Jack Sparrow. My favorite scene is that one where he says 'But why is the rum gone?' and that part of 'Parley'.
What's your favorite scene?? Oh and what are towboys? Boromir, Legsy and Faramir are those I'll-do-what-you-say-please-don't-be-angry-kids, cause let's face it. Since Finduilas died, Denethor changed *very* much. And I'd like it when Legsy and Faramir remind him of his wife. And Denethor can't stand that. Heyhey! I just got a new idea for the story!! ^ ~! Sorry if I'm confusing you, I'm confusing myself too!
Papiamentu... I got a 4.2 for my repetition, which is actually pretty good. But then again... how am I going to do my exam in papiamentu???? faints The people here say that it IS a language, not a dialect and that everybody must have the right to learn it. All nice and well, but I think I must have the right to choose to learn it. As far as I know there isn't any difference in grammar between the ABC-islands, but only in spelling. Thank goodies for that :D. And it ain't the same with spanish! There are a lot more ppl living in Spain then in Curacao!! So a lot more ppl speak spanish then papiamentu, you have to agree with that. I'm wondering, are you still at school too? Or are you already settled in this big big world? You don't have to answer this if you don't want to, I'm just curious! I hope you'll enjoy this chap too!
Kept-Secret: Too bad that Legsy has grown up already, isn't it? But then again, whether he's a baby or a grown-up, to me he's always cute!! Don't you agree with that? There's a tiny bit of torture in here, but I planned on more torture in later chaps when Legsy is alone, searching his real parents! Actually, I don't know what Denethor is going to punish them with. I only know that it draws blood ^ ^!
Asphodel Tunnelly: I read your stories and they're really great! I'm going to review some more, but at the moment I'm a little out of time. But don't worry! I always keep my promise!
ien: You think it's wonderful? Yay! Still nobody flamed me, that must be a wonder! A wonder I do like, actually! Thx!
Sparrow Greenleaf: I've read you're Personal Profile and hey, Orlando Bloom is GREAT!! Just like PotC! HP has been lying in the back of my mind for months now. Do you know when RotK extended edition will come out on dvd?? I just can't wait to buy it! Although I'm still without money! grumble Thx for reviewing!
Yavie Aelinel: Wheee! You reviewed again! So happy around here! By the way, what does your nickname mean? Or is it your real name? It's cool!!
Itsuki Tachibana: Wow O_o, now that is a difficult name to write! How can you remember it? My apologies for letting you wait so long for my update! Plz have fun! Strange ideas will be coming up!!
Theo Gary: Haya Theo! You really sound like specialist so I'm really happy that you say it's a good story! I'll do my best to keep it up indeed! Thx for reviewing!!
Chapter 4. Punishment...
'What am I supposed to do with you? I am trying to build a kingdom greater than any other and all you do is breaking it down!' That was Denethor, remembering the time when Boromir, Legolas and Faramir had burned down his garden; had destroyed his plan to create a new wall to protect the white city by playing with a kanon, had changed the bottles of water with vinegar, anyways, I think you get the point.
'Not to mention what happened last time!' he growled. Looking at each other the three brothers grinned.
~Flashback~
'Look what I found!' Legolas said and he pulled his brothers with him. He led them through little tunnels towards a little farm where the pok pok noises came from.
'Hey, father said we weren't allowed to come here!' Faramir protested.
'I know, but we can't do any harm here, just look at this!' Legolas came to a halt and climbed through a little hole in a shed. Boromir and Faramir just stared before they followed him.
Crawling on hands and knees Boromir and Faramir suddenly found themselves in the middle of thousend little chickens.
'Aren't they adorable?' came the muffled question from their elven brother who was lying on the floor, those little chickens walking all over him.
Faramir smiled happily and patted them over their little yellow heads. 'They're so fluffy!'
'I love them!' Boromir said, and came to lie down beside Legolas.
'Whatch out! You might crush them!' Faramir warned.
'Leggy,' Boromir began, using Legolas' nickname, 'would you mind telling them to make place so I can lie down?'
'Me too!' Faramir said enthusiastically.
Legolas caught a one little chicken, whispered something in his ear and in no time there was enough place for Boromir and Faramir to lay down.
'It tickles!!!' Faramir giggled when he felt the small paws walking over his belly.
'Mmmmhmmpff,' Boromir said.
'What did you say, Bro?' Legolas asked, turning his head to look at Boromir.
'There's one standing on his mouth!' Faramir pointed and lifted his hand to remove the stubborn chicken.
'What are YOU doing here?!'
'Uh-oh,' Legolas cursed under his breath while all three of them sat up straight.
'Not you again!' Boromir said instinctively.
'Excuse me?'
'Nothing!'
'Watch out!' Legolas warned. 'Don't step on the little chickens!'
Frihtyl, yep it's the cleaner again, stopped mid-way and finally realized where all the chirping had come from.
'You are so grounded!' He yelled.
'So are you, you are surrounded by chickens,' Faramir stated.
'Like you aren't surrounded, heh?' Frihtyl grumbled.
'No, we aren't,' Legolas said quickly. 'They like us, but they don't like you. That's why you're surrounded and we look like we are surrounded, but we aren't.'
'You are talking nonsense, elf!'
'I never!' Legolas answered, insulted with both the fact that Frihtyl said that he talked nonsense and that he called him an elf, like it was the most disgusting creation of mother earth.
'Let's go!' Faramir whispered in his brothers' ears.
'YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!' Frithyl tried to scare them with his voice and kicked a few of the chickens away with his foot.
'NO! Don't hurt them!' Legolas screamed and didn't realize he was very close to Frithyl when he cradled the two little wounded chickens in his arms. He did realize it when the bald cleaner grabbed his hair and yanked him to his feet. Legolas gave a startled yelp.
'Gotcha,' was all Frithyl said.
Faramir looked around, trying to find a way to get his brother free. Then he noticed a wooden pillar which was supporting a great deal of the roof. It was slanting slightly. If he would just push a little against it…
Faramir walked carefully over to the pillar and gave it a smack. Nothing happened. He smacked harder, the pillar still didn't give way. In a final decision he took a few steps back before he slammed himself full-weight against the pillar and brought it down.
Frihtyl threw the elf away from him and ran like the wind to the exit when he heard the roof above him cracking, not caring if he crushed any of the little chickens, as long as he himself would be safe. Unfortunately for him, he didn't make it. Only Boromir found a good hiding place.
A thick cloud of dust slowly gave way and what Boromir saw was the shed, collapsed into a miserable heap of wood, and almost all the little chickens running down the street towards the town. They were free! Looking over the mess, Boromir sought for a glimpse of his brothers.
'Legolas? Faramir? Are you all right?'
A sudden cracking made Boromir turn around and he promptly starting pulling away broken boards to help whoever was under it. When he felt an arm he pulled it up with all his power.
'AAARG!'
Boromir let go immediately. That wasn't true, was it? He didn't just help to get Frihtyl out, did he? That would be horrible!
'You, you, murderers! This is plain MURDER! Now get me OUT OF HERE!'
'It's all your own fault anyway!' Boromir yelled back and threw a few boards back over the cleaner before continuing his real search.
'Faramiiiiir! Legolaaaas! Where are you!!'
'We are over here, Boromir! Over here!'
Happy that he found them he hurried over and saw a hole in the ground where Legolas and Faramir were sitting with more of those little chickens.
Legolas smiled at him and showed the two chickens Frithyl had kicked. 'They're all right!'
Faramir laughed at his brother's dumbfounded face. 'Come on, Boromir! What did you expect?'
'I just - Are YOU all right? That's concerning me. Did you break anything?'
He pulled Faramir out and swept away the dust from his clothes. 'Father is gonna be so angry that we came here.'
'I know, and I'm sorry.' Legolas apologized silently and climbed out of the hole himself. They saw Frithyl stumbling towards the town.
'He's going to father.'
'You're right, he forgot to say that.'
'Probably because we broke his left leg again.'
'It was his own fault.'
'It always is.'
'Not always.'
'Okay, it mostly is.'
'Hey! Look at that!' Legolas pointed at the chickens running around the town now and laughed. 'They've never been that cheeky!'
'They're only curious!'
Wimen AND men were running over the street asking each other what kind of plague had come upon them now. Chickens were everywhere! The ran into the houses, gardens, clothes, and the biggest problem is that it wasn't just one!
'How long will it take Frithyl to get to father?'
'Half a day at least.'
'You know,' Faramir said after a fit of laughter. 'I wouldn't have this day any different!'
'Me neither!' Both Boromir and Legolas agreed.
~ End Flashback ~
'It WASN'T funny!' Denethor emphasized the word 'wasn't'. 'It took me two whole weeks to get all those chickens back and to rebuild that shed!'
Boromir, Legolas and Faramir looked down.
'But father,' Faramir said softly, 'what we did today wasn't so bad, was it?'
'I know, but you must learn to STOP this! I can go on like this forever, like I did all these years before. If you don't want to learn by listening, you will learn by feeling how I feel right now!'
With those words he hit Faramir in the stomach. The boy doubled over and Boromir held him by the shoulders.
'I feel sick of you right now!'
'Stop hurting him, Father. I was responsible,' Legolas whispered and raised his head to look at Denethor.
'Ah, and do you know the meaning of that word, Faramir?'
'Father…' Legolas warned.
'I do know, father,' Faramir said bravely.
Denethor nodded before walking over and looked his adopted elven child (teenager) in the eye.
'You want to get punished?'
'No, but -' Legolas was cut off by Boromir who came standing in front of him.
'Leave him be, father. I should've been wiser then to go to a restricted area. I am to blame.'
'Don't be silly, Boromir. My son, I know you have nothing to do with this. You can go.' Denethor said gently, smiling.
'But -'
'It's all right. I know that they wanted you to get into trouble and I appreciate your noble behaviour, but -'
'NO! They don't! They don't want me to get into trouble!' Boromir protested fiercely.
'Don't talk to me like that! Now go! I command you!'
'NO!'
His refusal to leave Denethor's chamber together with the yelling that he was wrong, left Denethor angry. He hated it when people told him he was wrong. He was always right, and he should be obeyed by everybody! He was the caretaker of the throne!
'Boromir, Get. Out. Now.'
'I -'
Denethor grabbed his oldest son at his collar and dragged him to the door, throwing him out.
Boromir landed flat on the floor and stood up immediately to run back in again. That was until he realized Denethor had locked the door to keep him out of this.
For heaven's sake, why didn't his father see that he was just as guilty as the others? Why was he mostly praised and further nothing? Slamming on the door with his fists he screamed at his father to let him in and at least hear him out. But he was simply ignored. He hated that helplessness, the weakness to be unable to change something. Then he heard the screams coming out of the study. What in Middle-Earth was his father doing?
'You are a caretaker of NOTHING!' He roared against the closed door. The screaming got worse. He even thought he heard one of his brothers begging their father to stop. Suddenly Boromir startled. Somebody was thrown against the door, but that was not what had startled Boromir. It was the tiny pool of blood which appeared from under the door.
TBC
I'm thinking very hard on whatever Denethor might have done to Legsy and Faramir. So I decided to stop it here. Good idea? I'm going to take my time with updating, cause I've got a lot of things to do around here! But I'll do all I can not to make you wait for 2 weeks again! I know how frustrating waiting can be! I was a little hesitant to begin with the torture, as you can see. But next chapter DOES contain torture. No worries! swipes the sweat of her face, nervous Did you like it? And you know, if you see any mistakes please tell me so I can be a better writer!
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: I updated! After *such* a long time! Wow, two weeks. I expected it to be one week, but what happened was that I got ill in the WEEKEND! Why in the weekend when we don't have school?? I had to lie in bed for TWO days! That was SO very boring! Then after me, both my parents got sick and Tuesday evening my eye started to swell up! Like how crazy is that??!! I couldn't see through my left eye, and if I opened my right eye, it hurt either. So one day I walked around with closed eyes and the next two days with one closed eye. Thank goodies my eye is some better now, though the docter says it ain't okay yet. Well, that doesn't keep me from updating!
Something else, in dutch, there is a special word for those little yellow chickens (that word is 'kuiken'). So I sought up that word in the dictionary and I found 'chicken'. That really confused me, cause you have 'adult' chickens and 'baby' chickens, and both are called 'chickens' according to the dictionary. So, I don't want you to think that the chickens in this story are 'adults' (that sounds funny!), cause I mean those little, fluffy, cute, ones which are... ehm... I don't have any expercience with chickens... but let's say that the chickens in this story are... a month??
And of course my thanks to all my reviewers! You're all great! No flames yet! I'm SO happy!
Das Blume: Thank you for reassuring me that you'd stick to this story! That's so sweet! By the way, I've been to your site! I still have to sign your guestbook. I've been laughing out loud with those little comics you made! You're a great artist! Can you teach me??? And I so totally agree with you that Johnny Depp should've gotten that oscar for acting Captian Jack Sparrow. My favorite scene is that one where he says 'But why is the rum gone?' and that part of 'Parley'.
What's your favorite scene?? Oh and what are towboys? Boromir, Legsy and Faramir are those I'll-do-what-you-say-please-don't-be-angry-kids, cause let's face it. Since Finduilas died, Denethor changed *very* much. And I'd like it when Legsy and Faramir remind him of his wife. And Denethor can't stand that. Heyhey! I just got a new idea for the story!! ^ ~! Sorry if I'm confusing you, I'm confusing myself too!
Papiamentu... I got a 4.2 for my repetition, which is actually pretty good. But then again... how am I going to do my exam in papiamentu???? faints The people here say that it IS a language, not a dialect and that everybody must have the right to learn it. All nice and well, but I think I must have the right to choose to learn it. As far as I know there isn't any difference in grammar between the ABC-islands, but only in spelling. Thank goodies for that :D. And it ain't the same with spanish! There are a lot more ppl living in Spain then in Curacao!! So a lot more ppl speak spanish then papiamentu, you have to agree with that. I'm wondering, are you still at school too? Or are you already settled in this big big world? You don't have to answer this if you don't want to, I'm just curious! I hope you'll enjoy this chap too!
Kept-Secret: Too bad that Legsy has grown up already, isn't it? But then again, whether he's a baby or a grown-up, to me he's always cute!! Don't you agree with that? There's a tiny bit of torture in here, but I planned on more torture in later chaps when Legsy is alone, searching his real parents! Actually, I don't know what Denethor is going to punish them with. I only know that it draws blood ^ ^!
Asphodel Tunnelly: I read your stories and they're really great! I'm going to review some more, but at the moment I'm a little out of time. But don't worry! I always keep my promise!
ien: You think it's wonderful? Yay! Still nobody flamed me, that must be a wonder! A wonder I do like, actually! Thx!
Sparrow Greenleaf: I've read you're Personal Profile and hey, Orlando Bloom is GREAT!! Just like PotC! HP has been lying in the back of my mind for months now. Do you know when RotK extended edition will come out on dvd?? I just can't wait to buy it! Although I'm still without money! grumble Thx for reviewing!
Yavie Aelinel: Wheee! You reviewed again! So happy around here! By the way, what does your nickname mean? Or is it your real name? It's cool!!
Itsuki Tachibana: Wow O_o, now that is a difficult name to write! How can you remember it? My apologies for letting you wait so long for my update! Plz have fun! Strange ideas will be coming up!!
Theo Gary: Haya Theo! You really sound like specialist so I'm really happy that you say it's a good story! I'll do my best to keep it up indeed! Thx for reviewing!!
Chapter 4. Punishment...
'What am I supposed to do with you? I am trying to build a kingdom greater than any other and all you do is breaking it down!' That was Denethor, remembering the time when Boromir, Legolas and Faramir had burned down his garden; had destroyed his plan to create a new wall to protect the white city by playing with a kanon, had changed the bottles of water with vinegar, anyways, I think you get the point.
'Not to mention what happened last time!' he growled. Looking at each other the three brothers grinned.
~Flashback~
'Look what I found!' Legolas said and he pulled his brothers with him. He led them through little tunnels towards a little farm where the pok pok noises came from.
'Hey, father said we weren't allowed to come here!' Faramir protested.
'I know, but we can't do any harm here, just look at this!' Legolas came to a halt and climbed through a little hole in a shed. Boromir and Faramir just stared before they followed him.
Crawling on hands and knees Boromir and Faramir suddenly found themselves in the middle of thousend little chickens.
'Aren't they adorable?' came the muffled question from their elven brother who was lying on the floor, those little chickens walking all over him.
Faramir smiled happily and patted them over their little yellow heads. 'They're so fluffy!'
'I love them!' Boromir said, and came to lie down beside Legolas.
'Whatch out! You might crush them!' Faramir warned.
'Leggy,' Boromir began, using Legolas' nickname, 'would you mind telling them to make place so I can lie down?'
'Me too!' Faramir said enthusiastically.
Legolas caught a one little chicken, whispered something in his ear and in no time there was enough place for Boromir and Faramir to lay down.
'It tickles!!!' Faramir giggled when he felt the small paws walking over his belly.
'Mmmmhmmpff,' Boromir said.
'What did you say, Bro?' Legolas asked, turning his head to look at Boromir.
'There's one standing on his mouth!' Faramir pointed and lifted his hand to remove the stubborn chicken.
'What are YOU doing here?!'
'Uh-oh,' Legolas cursed under his breath while all three of them sat up straight.
'Not you again!' Boromir said instinctively.
'Excuse me?'
'Nothing!'
'Watch out!' Legolas warned. 'Don't step on the little chickens!'
Frihtyl, yep it's the cleaner again, stopped mid-way and finally realized where all the chirping had come from.
'You are so grounded!' He yelled.
'So are you, you are surrounded by chickens,' Faramir stated.
'Like you aren't surrounded, heh?' Frihtyl grumbled.
'No, we aren't,' Legolas said quickly. 'They like us, but they don't like you. That's why you're surrounded and we look like we are surrounded, but we aren't.'
'You are talking nonsense, elf!'
'I never!' Legolas answered, insulted with both the fact that Frihtyl said that he talked nonsense and that he called him an elf, like it was the most disgusting creation of mother earth.
'Let's go!' Faramir whispered in his brothers' ears.
'YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!' Frithyl tried to scare them with his voice and kicked a few of the chickens away with his foot.
'NO! Don't hurt them!' Legolas screamed and didn't realize he was very close to Frithyl when he cradled the two little wounded chickens in his arms. He did realize it when the bald cleaner grabbed his hair and yanked him to his feet. Legolas gave a startled yelp.
'Gotcha,' was all Frithyl said.
Faramir looked around, trying to find a way to get his brother free. Then he noticed a wooden pillar which was supporting a great deal of the roof. It was slanting slightly. If he would just push a little against it…
Faramir walked carefully over to the pillar and gave it a smack. Nothing happened. He smacked harder, the pillar still didn't give way. In a final decision he took a few steps back before he slammed himself full-weight against the pillar and brought it down.
Frihtyl threw the elf away from him and ran like the wind to the exit when he heard the roof above him cracking, not caring if he crushed any of the little chickens, as long as he himself would be safe. Unfortunately for him, he didn't make it. Only Boromir found a good hiding place.
A thick cloud of dust slowly gave way and what Boromir saw was the shed, collapsed into a miserable heap of wood, and almost all the little chickens running down the street towards the town. They were free! Looking over the mess, Boromir sought for a glimpse of his brothers.
'Legolas? Faramir? Are you all right?'
A sudden cracking made Boromir turn around and he promptly starting pulling away broken boards to help whoever was under it. When he felt an arm he pulled it up with all his power.
'AAARG!'
Boromir let go immediately. That wasn't true, was it? He didn't just help to get Frihtyl out, did he? That would be horrible!
'You, you, murderers! This is plain MURDER! Now get me OUT OF HERE!'
'It's all your own fault anyway!' Boromir yelled back and threw a few boards back over the cleaner before continuing his real search.
'Faramiiiiir! Legolaaaas! Where are you!!'
'We are over here, Boromir! Over here!'
Happy that he found them he hurried over and saw a hole in the ground where Legolas and Faramir were sitting with more of those little chickens.
Legolas smiled at him and showed the two chickens Frithyl had kicked. 'They're all right!'
Faramir laughed at his brother's dumbfounded face. 'Come on, Boromir! What did you expect?'
'I just - Are YOU all right? That's concerning me. Did you break anything?'
He pulled Faramir out and swept away the dust from his clothes. 'Father is gonna be so angry that we came here.'
'I know, and I'm sorry.' Legolas apologized silently and climbed out of the hole himself. They saw Frithyl stumbling towards the town.
'He's going to father.'
'You're right, he forgot to say that.'
'Probably because we broke his left leg again.'
'It was his own fault.'
'It always is.'
'Not always.'
'Okay, it mostly is.'
'Hey! Look at that!' Legolas pointed at the chickens running around the town now and laughed. 'They've never been that cheeky!'
'They're only curious!'
Wimen AND men were running over the street asking each other what kind of plague had come upon them now. Chickens were everywhere! The ran into the houses, gardens, clothes, and the biggest problem is that it wasn't just one!
'How long will it take Frithyl to get to father?'
'Half a day at least.'
'You know,' Faramir said after a fit of laughter. 'I wouldn't have this day any different!'
'Me neither!' Both Boromir and Legolas agreed.
~ End Flashback ~
'It WASN'T funny!' Denethor emphasized the word 'wasn't'. 'It took me two whole weeks to get all those chickens back and to rebuild that shed!'
Boromir, Legolas and Faramir looked down.
'But father,' Faramir said softly, 'what we did today wasn't so bad, was it?'
'I know, but you must learn to STOP this! I can go on like this forever, like I did all these years before. If you don't want to learn by listening, you will learn by feeling how I feel right now!'
With those words he hit Faramir in the stomach. The boy doubled over and Boromir held him by the shoulders.
'I feel sick of you right now!'
'Stop hurting him, Father. I was responsible,' Legolas whispered and raised his head to look at Denethor.
'Ah, and do you know the meaning of that word, Faramir?'
'Father…' Legolas warned.
'I do know, father,' Faramir said bravely.
Denethor nodded before walking over and looked his adopted elven child (teenager) in the eye.
'You want to get punished?'
'No, but -' Legolas was cut off by Boromir who came standing in front of him.
'Leave him be, father. I should've been wiser then to go to a restricted area. I am to blame.'
'Don't be silly, Boromir. My son, I know you have nothing to do with this. You can go.' Denethor said gently, smiling.
'But -'
'It's all right. I know that they wanted you to get into trouble and I appreciate your noble behaviour, but -'
'NO! They don't! They don't want me to get into trouble!' Boromir protested fiercely.
'Don't talk to me like that! Now go! I command you!'
'NO!'
His refusal to leave Denethor's chamber together with the yelling that he was wrong, left Denethor angry. He hated it when people told him he was wrong. He was always right, and he should be obeyed by everybody! He was the caretaker of the throne!
'Boromir, Get. Out. Now.'
'I -'
Denethor grabbed his oldest son at his collar and dragged him to the door, throwing him out.
Boromir landed flat on the floor and stood up immediately to run back in again. That was until he realized Denethor had locked the door to keep him out of this.
For heaven's sake, why didn't his father see that he was just as guilty as the others? Why was he mostly praised and further nothing? Slamming on the door with his fists he screamed at his father to let him in and at least hear him out. But he was simply ignored. He hated that helplessness, the weakness to be unable to change something. Then he heard the screams coming out of the study. What in Middle-Earth was his father doing?
'You are a caretaker of NOTHING!' He roared against the closed door. The screaming got worse. He even thought he heard one of his brothers begging their father to stop. Suddenly Boromir startled. Somebody was thrown against the door, but that was not what had startled Boromir. It was the tiny pool of blood which appeared from under the door.
TBC
I'm thinking very hard on whatever Denethor might have done to Legsy and Faramir. So I decided to stop it here. Good idea? I'm going to take my time with updating, cause I've got a lot of things to do around here! But I'll do all I can not to make you wait for 2 weeks again! I know how frustrating waiting can be! I was a little hesitant to begin with the torture, as you can see. But next chapter DOES contain torture. No worries! swipes the sweat of her face, nervous Did you like it? And you know, if you see any mistakes please tell me so I can be a better writer!