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: It's a little shorter then my other chapters, but I didn't want to torture you too so I posted it already. Please enjoy this chappy!
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tries to hug all her reviewers Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much for making me some more confident! I was biting my nails off while waiting if the last chapter was ok!
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Psycho Elf: Wow, are you really psycho?? covers her head with the nearest frying pan Thx for reviewing!!!
Das Blume: Yay!! You're back again!! When you posted your review, I was just going to post the next chapter. I suppose you wonder now why I waited so long, but it's just that you made me think if the torture really was in order. My best friend at school shikki is a genius if it comes to torture a person and she gave me a lot of ideas so she convinced me that I could at least give it a try and post it. Oh and I remember! When I was watching the Extended Edition of the Two Towers with commentary of the cast, they said that Denethor's wife was called Finduilas. Am I a fool or what??? I can't believe I missed that! So ironic. So it's tomboys! Shikki and I got into a fight about that word, she's a tomboy, and I was almost totally sure that you write the word the way you wrote it! (It was the first time I read that word ^_~) But it's okay though. I like fighting with her, she always says those funny things when she's angry! And thanks for explaining the chicken thing! I was really confused about that last chapter. I never thought of it like a KFC commercial! Good idea actually! I could draw Legolas, Boromir and Faramir saving the chickens from getting roasted by KFC! Hey, now you're inspiring me AGAIN!!! Hmm, I made a drawing of Legolas under the shower yesterday. He's still wearing his pants so don't go thinking crazy things!! I'm going to scare my friends with it tomorrow :p! None of my friends really like Lord of the Rings, not even my parents like it! cries So that's why I can actually *scare* them. They think I'm insane, and I can't say they're wrong about it. If you wanna learn papiamentu, be my guest! Take my place in class and start trying to give answers in a language you don't even understand! Papiamentu is doing me no good. I'm losing my temper again! drowns herself in a bucket with water Ok, I'm still alive. You're learning Japanese??? I wanna learn too! jumps up enthousiastically I wanna learn too! So I can follow the anime series on tv! Yep, that's the most important reason. Well, go ahead and read this chapter. By the way, I really enjoy your huge reviews so don't be angry when I answer you in a kinda short way compared to your writing!
Shadow of the Ages: Hey hey! Thanks for correcting me in the first chapter! I would never have noticed! I'm happy you like the story! Plz enjoy this too!
Asphodel Tunnelly: I hope this is juicy enough! In later chapters - Wow, wait a second. I can't tell that yet. Nope. Just have fun please!!
ien: I'm really happy that you're still following this story! You're really encouraging me to write faster!
Sparrow Greenleaf: 25 may, you say? starts washing cars and doing the dishes to earn some money so she can buy RotK I'm having a nightmare there, I hate doing the dishes! Don't you?? That shirt you said is SO cool! drags her mum through the whole town to seek it But do they mean that place called Orlando or Orlando Bloom? Hehe, well, I wrote this chapter fast for you! Thx for the info!!
Yavie Aelinel: Yavie means Autumn? That awsome!! It's my favorite season! (guess why, all the leaves... ^_^) Thx for telling me! Do you like to read torture? I get the idea many ppl do, so I'm just wondering! I like it too, actually!
Cheysuli: I remember!! You are the great writer of slash stories!!! Am I correct? I've been to your site and you HAVE to update!!! ^_~ I'm honoured you're actually reading this mess! Thx!!!
Somebody: Yay! Haya Somebody!! How's life? Thank you SO much for reviewing too!
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Chapter 5. Destroying caretaker
After throwing Boromir out, Denethor rested his head against the door for a moment. He knew that he was wrong, but the faint voice deep within him wasn't as convincing as it was before. No! It was telling lies! That's what it's doing. Why did he actually listen to it before? Turning around he eyed his adopted son and his youngest son. This angered him again. They made him feel *wrong*. That made it more easy to hurt these two anyway, he never liked his youngest in the first place and Legolas was only adopted.
The silence coming from their father was scaring the two brothers more then they'd like to admit. He had never reacted this wild, this violent. Suddenly Legolas and Faramir found him staring at them, and walking slowly, like an animal to it's prey. Instinctively, they stepped back with every step their father took. A loud banging on the door caught their attention, but when Denethor realized what, or rather who, it was, he ignored it blindly. Walking over to his desk, he opened one of the drawers. What he took out they couldn't see, but a flash of silver made them think the worst. A look of terror crossed Faramir face and he clung to Legolas like a lost child.
'FATHER!! LET ME IN!! I WANNA EXPLAIN! FATHER!'
'Boromir!' Legolas yelled back. Denethor was close to him in an instant.
'I never gave you permission to talk!'
Legolas stepped back again only to push himself against the wall. Thoughts of running of were whirling through his head, but he couldn't go anywhere. Faramir was on his left, a cupboard on his right, the wall behind him, and Denethor in front of him. And attacking the caretaker of the throne wasn't an option. He would never hurt his father!
'LET ME IN! NOW! PLEASE!'
He never noticed Denethor's hands as they were advancing to his own until it was too late. His wrists were captured in a hard grip as he was hurled around and slammed into the wall. When Denethor stepped back his hands were bound quickly and painfully tight to his belt so he couldn't move them one inch. Faramir sobbed when his father grabbed him either and he got the same rough treatment. Legolas didn't know what hit him when a souring pain ran through his shoulder and he screamed, joined by Faramir not so long after. The pain didn't stop, it only seemed to get worse. After his shoulder, he felt the same in his other shoulder, his chest, his neck, even his hands started to burn like they were torn in seven pieces. When the pain also reached his legs he stumbled weakly and fell on his knees, screaming in agony.
'You are a caretaker of NOTHING! YOU HERE ME? NOTHING!' A frustrated roar came from behing the door. It didn't do any good, it only got Denethor more angry and wild, like an animal released from it's cage where it had been for years. All the fury and rage, Legolas couldn't actually believe that this was his father.
Faramir lost track of everything except the pain he felt. He had seen his father putting some kind of needle into his brother's shoulder, but after that all he knew was that excruciating pain. Every new invasion of whatever it was burned like hell itself. Legolas didn't fare much better. His sight had turned blurry now and it was like the world was spinning around him. Yet he was able to identify the face that was looking at him, it was Denethor, and he was smiling.
'I made these,' he said, holding up a tiny silver needle. 'Trust me, you won't get them out.'
When the words registered in his mind, Legolas' eyes widened. So that was what he was feeling, but how could such a little thing cause so much pain?
'The needle I created reacts to blood, it warms up and burns your flesh. I have waited long to test this on humans,' Denethor murmered, watching his sons. 'And elves,' he added sarcastically when he realized Legolas was resisting this better then Faramir did.
'We are no science projects!' Legolas protested weakly, feeling slightly better now that Denethor had stopped putting those objects in his body.
'Hold your tongue, elf!'
'But father -' Legolas tried to reason, although his thinking was slow and unsteady.
'I am NOT YOUR father!'
If it could have been possible Legolas' eyes widened even more. True that there was a time when he was younger he had considered the possibility of being adopted, but Boromir had always told him that he had been there from the beginning. That he was a true brother, a true part of the family. Probably his father was just upset with him and didn't know what he was saying. How he hoped that this was the case.
'Indeed,' Denethor said, enjoying the shocked face of the elf. 'You have been adopted, there's no need to doubt what I'm saying.' He took Legolas' chin in his hand and tilted the flushed and sweaty face. 'You are to be seventeen soon, aren't you?'
Legolas just nodded, trying to hold back a scream when the pain seemed to start anew as he tried to move into a more comfortable position.
'That's sad, cause I'm afraid you'll be lying in the hospital that day.'
Lifting the elf up under his shoulders, Denethor watched fascinated at the blood pouring out of the the places where he had put his "inventions". Faramir, seeing his brother was in trouble, crawled over to his father and bit his foot. Yelling angrily Denethor threw Legolas away, smacking him against the door, Legolas fell down and didn't get up.
'Le -' Faramir's breath was knocked out of him as another wave of pain rippled through him when his father lifted him up either.
'Faramir, you are always there to destroy things, aren't you?' Denethor shook the boy roughly. 'You are a disgrace to this family! You are ruthless! Why did you come into *my* life!? Answer me!'
Faramir moaned softly, he was scared and afraid and he had no idea what he had done so wrong now that his father was yelling something at him he couldn't understand. Was he really such a horrible person?
'Answer me!'
Faramir tried to say something, but he had no idea what he was supposed to answer and closed his mouth again. He bit his lip when another wave crashed upon him, but he couldn't hold back anymore when his father threw him away, like possessed by some strange force. Thank heavens he fell on something soft and warm, that was all he could think of before he passed out and everything went black.
TBC
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I'll give the explanations for Denethor's rude bahaviour in the next chapter, but I wanted this in cause it just seemed like the perfect place to tell Legolas that he's adopted. Uh oh, I'm biting nails again. Please tell me what I did wrong!!
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: It's a little shorter then my other chapters, but I didn't want to torture you too so I posted it already. Please enjoy this chappy!
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tries to hug all her reviewers Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much for making me some more confident! I was biting my nails off while waiting if the last chapter was ok!
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Psycho Elf: Wow, are you really psycho?? covers her head with the nearest frying pan Thx for reviewing!!!
Das Blume: Yay!! You're back again!! When you posted your review, I was just going to post the next chapter. I suppose you wonder now why I waited so long, but it's just that you made me think if the torture really was in order. My best friend at school shikki is a genius if it comes to torture a person and she gave me a lot of ideas so she convinced me that I could at least give it a try and post it. Oh and I remember! When I was watching the Extended Edition of the Two Towers with commentary of the cast, they said that Denethor's wife was called Finduilas. Am I a fool or what??? I can't believe I missed that! So ironic. So it's tomboys! Shikki and I got into a fight about that word, she's a tomboy, and I was almost totally sure that you write the word the way you wrote it! (It was the first time I read that word ^_~) But it's okay though. I like fighting with her, she always says those funny things when she's angry! And thanks for explaining the chicken thing! I was really confused about that last chapter. I never thought of it like a KFC commercial! Good idea actually! I could draw Legolas, Boromir and Faramir saving the chickens from getting roasted by KFC! Hey, now you're inspiring me AGAIN!!! Hmm, I made a drawing of Legolas under the shower yesterday. He's still wearing his pants so don't go thinking crazy things!! I'm going to scare my friends with it tomorrow :p! None of my friends really like Lord of the Rings, not even my parents like it! cries So that's why I can actually *scare* them. They think I'm insane, and I can't say they're wrong about it. If you wanna learn papiamentu, be my guest! Take my place in class and start trying to give answers in a language you don't even understand! Papiamentu is doing me no good. I'm losing my temper again! drowns herself in a bucket with water Ok, I'm still alive. You're learning Japanese??? I wanna learn too! jumps up enthousiastically I wanna learn too! So I can follow the anime series on tv! Yep, that's the most important reason. Well, go ahead and read this chapter. By the way, I really enjoy your huge reviews so don't be angry when I answer you in a kinda short way compared to your writing!
Shadow of the Ages: Hey hey! Thanks for correcting me in the first chapter! I would never have noticed! I'm happy you like the story! Plz enjoy this too!
Asphodel Tunnelly: I hope this is juicy enough! In later chapters - Wow, wait a second. I can't tell that yet. Nope. Just have fun please!!
ien: I'm really happy that you're still following this story! You're really encouraging me to write faster!
Sparrow Greenleaf: 25 may, you say? starts washing cars and doing the dishes to earn some money so she can buy RotK I'm having a nightmare there, I hate doing the dishes! Don't you?? That shirt you said is SO cool! drags her mum through the whole town to seek it But do they mean that place called Orlando or Orlando Bloom? Hehe, well, I wrote this chapter fast for you! Thx for the info!!
Yavie Aelinel: Yavie means Autumn? That awsome!! It's my favorite season! (guess why, all the leaves... ^_^) Thx for telling me! Do you like to read torture? I get the idea many ppl do, so I'm just wondering! I like it too, actually!
Cheysuli: I remember!! You are the great writer of slash stories!!! Am I correct? I've been to your site and you HAVE to update!!! ^_~ I'm honoured you're actually reading this mess! Thx!!!
Somebody: Yay! Haya Somebody!! How's life? Thank you SO much for reviewing too!
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Chapter 5. Destroying caretaker
After throwing Boromir out, Denethor rested his head against the door for a moment. He knew that he was wrong, but the faint voice deep within him wasn't as convincing as it was before. No! It was telling lies! That's what it's doing. Why did he actually listen to it before? Turning around he eyed his adopted son and his youngest son. This angered him again. They made him feel *wrong*. That made it more easy to hurt these two anyway, he never liked his youngest in the first place and Legolas was only adopted.
The silence coming from their father was scaring the two brothers more then they'd like to admit. He had never reacted this wild, this violent. Suddenly Legolas and Faramir found him staring at them, and walking slowly, like an animal to it's prey. Instinctively, they stepped back with every step their father took. A loud banging on the door caught their attention, but when Denethor realized what, or rather who, it was, he ignored it blindly. Walking over to his desk, he opened one of the drawers. What he took out they couldn't see, but a flash of silver made them think the worst. A look of terror crossed Faramir face and he clung to Legolas like a lost child.
'FATHER!! LET ME IN!! I WANNA EXPLAIN! FATHER!'
'Boromir!' Legolas yelled back. Denethor was close to him in an instant.
'I never gave you permission to talk!'
Legolas stepped back again only to push himself against the wall. Thoughts of running of were whirling through his head, but he couldn't go anywhere. Faramir was on his left, a cupboard on his right, the wall behind him, and Denethor in front of him. And attacking the caretaker of the throne wasn't an option. He would never hurt his father!
'LET ME IN! NOW! PLEASE!'
He never noticed Denethor's hands as they were advancing to his own until it was too late. His wrists were captured in a hard grip as he was hurled around and slammed into the wall. When Denethor stepped back his hands were bound quickly and painfully tight to his belt so he couldn't move them one inch. Faramir sobbed when his father grabbed him either and he got the same rough treatment. Legolas didn't know what hit him when a souring pain ran through his shoulder and he screamed, joined by Faramir not so long after. The pain didn't stop, it only seemed to get worse. After his shoulder, he felt the same in his other shoulder, his chest, his neck, even his hands started to burn like they were torn in seven pieces. When the pain also reached his legs he stumbled weakly and fell on his knees, screaming in agony.
'You are a caretaker of NOTHING! YOU HERE ME? NOTHING!' A frustrated roar came from behing the door. It didn't do any good, it only got Denethor more angry and wild, like an animal released from it's cage where it had been for years. All the fury and rage, Legolas couldn't actually believe that this was his father.
Faramir lost track of everything except the pain he felt. He had seen his father putting some kind of needle into his brother's shoulder, but after that all he knew was that excruciating pain. Every new invasion of whatever it was burned like hell itself. Legolas didn't fare much better. His sight had turned blurry now and it was like the world was spinning around him. Yet he was able to identify the face that was looking at him, it was Denethor, and he was smiling.
'I made these,' he said, holding up a tiny silver needle. 'Trust me, you won't get them out.'
When the words registered in his mind, Legolas' eyes widened. So that was what he was feeling, but how could such a little thing cause so much pain?
'The needle I created reacts to blood, it warms up and burns your flesh. I have waited long to test this on humans,' Denethor murmered, watching his sons. 'And elves,' he added sarcastically when he realized Legolas was resisting this better then Faramir did.
'We are no science projects!' Legolas protested weakly, feeling slightly better now that Denethor had stopped putting those objects in his body.
'Hold your tongue, elf!'
'But father -' Legolas tried to reason, although his thinking was slow and unsteady.
'I am NOT YOUR father!'
If it could have been possible Legolas' eyes widened even more. True that there was a time when he was younger he had considered the possibility of being adopted, but Boromir had always told him that he had been there from the beginning. That he was a true brother, a true part of the family. Probably his father was just upset with him and didn't know what he was saying. How he hoped that this was the case.
'Indeed,' Denethor said, enjoying the shocked face of the elf. 'You have been adopted, there's no need to doubt what I'm saying.' He took Legolas' chin in his hand and tilted the flushed and sweaty face. 'You are to be seventeen soon, aren't you?'
Legolas just nodded, trying to hold back a scream when the pain seemed to start anew as he tried to move into a more comfortable position.
'That's sad, cause I'm afraid you'll be lying in the hospital that day.'
Lifting the elf up under his shoulders, Denethor watched fascinated at the blood pouring out of the the places where he had put his "inventions". Faramir, seeing his brother was in trouble, crawled over to his father and bit his foot. Yelling angrily Denethor threw Legolas away, smacking him against the door, Legolas fell down and didn't get up.
'Le -' Faramir's breath was knocked out of him as another wave of pain rippled through him when his father lifted him up either.
'Faramir, you are always there to destroy things, aren't you?' Denethor shook the boy roughly. 'You are a disgrace to this family! You are ruthless! Why did you come into *my* life!? Answer me!'
Faramir moaned softly, he was scared and afraid and he had no idea what he had done so wrong now that his father was yelling something at him he couldn't understand. Was he really such a horrible person?
'Answer me!'
Faramir tried to say something, but he had no idea what he was supposed to answer and closed his mouth again. He bit his lip when another wave crashed upon him, but he couldn't hold back anymore when his father threw him away, like possessed by some strange force. Thank heavens he fell on something soft and warm, that was all he could think of before he passed out and everything went black.
TBC
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I'll give the explanations for Denethor's rude bahaviour in the next chapter, but I wanted this in cause it just seemed like the perfect place to tell Legolas that he's adopted. Uh oh, I'm biting nails again. Please tell me what I did wrong!!
Love, Mellas Fenixxes.