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Chapter 7: New Worries
Legolas walked outside after a few more words with Gandalf. He wanted to stroll in the woods he loved so much. He found the four hobbits in one of the gardens, eating the last of the apples. Legolas laughed softly to himself as he thought about what his father had said about the hobbits eating everything. They hadn't heard him until now because they did not have elven senses.
Legolas knew they were trying to hide it, but they were afraid. He sighed as he went over and sat down beside them. It hurt even more to see them move, though very slightly, away from him. "You guys are afraid of me now, aren't you?" he asked trying not to let them see how much it upset him. They didn't say anything but they did shake their heads no however, their eyes belied their actions. "Don't worry; I would be scared of me too." He replied sadly as he looked to the floor. He was then surprised to hear one of them come closer. He looked up to see Frodo Baggins.
"When we were all in the Fellowship, you were always loyal and you never once went after the Ring nor did you ever do anything to harm me. I also remember when you helped to save me from the watcher in front of Moria. I trusted you then and I trust you no less now." He then graced Legolas with a smile. Frodo had no idea how much better that made Legolas feel. Even more so when Sam followed behind his employer and behind him were Pippin and Merry.
After they left though, he was back in a slump. "No matter how much they care for me, those demons will be back. As long as I am here, none of the people I care about are safe. The best thing I can think of is to leave. I'll tell Gandalf where he can contact me if anything comes up." His mind decided, Legolas stood up and went to find the Istari.
Legolas found him after awhile. "Mithrandir? May I have a word?"
Gandalf did not acknowledge the elf at first, but then smiled, "You may have a few, old friend. Tell me what is on your mind." Legolas sighed and told his plan to Gandalf.
"I think the best place I could be is probably Mordor. I know it is still an evil place but it is the only place I don't have to worry about anyone I care about getting hurt. My father could have been killed yesterday and it would have been my fault for drawing those creatures here. I will not risk that again. Next time, someone may die. Please, don't stop me nor tell anyone where I have gone to. I don't want them to try and follow me."
Before Gandalf could try to stop him, like Legolas knew he would do, Legolas took off and in a blink of an eye he was out of sight. This was one of the few times in Gandalf's long life that he had no idea what to do. If it was possible, he would try to have someone stop Legolas from ever reaching the land of evil but with his new speed, he could very well be there already. He sighed, "How am I ever going to tell Thranduil that his son would rather be in Mordor than home.?"
Many miles away.
"DAMN THAT ELF!!!" shouted Volten as Phantasma healed his wounds. "We are never going to get him!!!" But then they felt a shiver up their spine. It was no ordinary shiver for it burned as well as chilled them to the bone. They knew their master was about to give new orders.
'You fools.' came a horrible voice. 'We would never have the chance to recapture that elf had he not just done something very foolish. Volcan, Vera, and Inglod, you three will go to Mordor and bring him back. I will help you with that myself. The rest of you, return to Hell and prepare the needed tools to finish turning him to my will.'
"Yes master!" the demons shouted in unison.
*In Mordor*
Gandalf indeed had been right assuming the time it had taken Legolas to reach the Black Gates. Legolas shuddered as he felt the evil, unwholesome air about Mordor. Then, he felt an all too familiar chill. It burned and froze at the same time. The he heard the voice he still heard in his nightmares.
'You have fought hard Exile. But you made a grave mistake. I could never have touched your mind in any elven home. I was beginning to wonder how I was going to get to you. Then something I could never even hoped for happened. You were foolish enough to come to the most evil place in all of Arda. However, you have still made this much harder than I would have liked. For that, I am afraid that I must punish you before bringing you back to hell with me.'
Legolas stood there, wide-eyed in terror as he realized that instead of helping himself and others, he had just made himself an easy target and he was sure that he would not make it to any elven home in time to be safe. Legolas gripped his head in pain as he fought the devil who was trying to take over his mind. Suddenly, he felt something hard hit his side and knock him doesn't onto the ground. He looked up to see Inglod, holding his gigantic hammer. Next to him was Vulcan with his flaming sword and Vera with no weapons but an odd aura around her.
Legolas pulled out his whip, trying to ignore the voice in his head that was trying to tell him that they were his allies. Vera laughed wickedly, "Why do you not come with us Exile. Right now, the extent of you're fighting capabilities are limited to your whip, speed and power. If you come with us, we can show you how to control your element, the element of ice."
Legolas felt himself beginning to break, "N-never." he panted. He was exhausted from his ongoing battle in his mind. He then felt an odd sensation, he knew that he could control ice; he had seen it in Hell, right before he escaped. At the time, he thought it was an accident, a fluke. He hoped that maybe is he could do it again, maybe he could yet make it out of here.
He concentrated with all his power on making more ice appear. Though it drained him horribly, the entire area immediately froze over with a foot of ice and snow. The shock from the sudden change in temperature caused the other three demons to nearly drop from the sky themselves. "Now, now, now Exile. You shouldn't treat your allies like that.' sneered the cold voice again. 'Just for that, I'm going to erase your memories!'
Sure enough, there was a blinding flash and Exile no longer remembered anything other than pain, hatred and anger. He remembered a human called Aragorn who stole the only woman that he had ever loved, a dwarf called Gimli you taunted and insulted him mercilessly, he remembered many other beings shunning him and hating him. He was ready to listen to his lord and get revenge on his enemies and his master's.
OK folks, sorry to any of you who didn't want Legolas to fall under the power of the devil but depending on whether you review or not, you may yet get to find out if/how he is saved. Please review and give any suggestions you wish. Flames are (well, I can't say "welcomed" because I don't like getting them) accepted as long as they are clean and constructive. See ya'll around!!! ;)
Chapter 7: New Worries
Legolas walked outside after a few more words with Gandalf. He wanted to stroll in the woods he loved so much. He found the four hobbits in one of the gardens, eating the last of the apples. Legolas laughed softly to himself as he thought about what his father had said about the hobbits eating everything. They hadn't heard him until now because they did not have elven senses.
Legolas knew they were trying to hide it, but they were afraid. He sighed as he went over and sat down beside them. It hurt even more to see them move, though very slightly, away from him. "You guys are afraid of me now, aren't you?" he asked trying not to let them see how much it upset him. They didn't say anything but they did shake their heads no however, their eyes belied their actions. "Don't worry; I would be scared of me too." He replied sadly as he looked to the floor. He was then surprised to hear one of them come closer. He looked up to see Frodo Baggins.
"When we were all in the Fellowship, you were always loyal and you never once went after the Ring nor did you ever do anything to harm me. I also remember when you helped to save me from the watcher in front of Moria. I trusted you then and I trust you no less now." He then graced Legolas with a smile. Frodo had no idea how much better that made Legolas feel. Even more so when Sam followed behind his employer and behind him were Pippin and Merry.
After they left though, he was back in a slump. "No matter how much they care for me, those demons will be back. As long as I am here, none of the people I care about are safe. The best thing I can think of is to leave. I'll tell Gandalf where he can contact me if anything comes up." His mind decided, Legolas stood up and went to find the Istari.
Legolas found him after awhile. "Mithrandir? May I have a word?"
Gandalf did not acknowledge the elf at first, but then smiled, "You may have a few, old friend. Tell me what is on your mind." Legolas sighed and told his plan to Gandalf.
"I think the best place I could be is probably Mordor. I know it is still an evil place but it is the only place I don't have to worry about anyone I care about getting hurt. My father could have been killed yesterday and it would have been my fault for drawing those creatures here. I will not risk that again. Next time, someone may die. Please, don't stop me nor tell anyone where I have gone to. I don't want them to try and follow me."
Before Gandalf could try to stop him, like Legolas knew he would do, Legolas took off and in a blink of an eye he was out of sight. This was one of the few times in Gandalf's long life that he had no idea what to do. If it was possible, he would try to have someone stop Legolas from ever reaching the land of evil but with his new speed, he could very well be there already. He sighed, "How am I ever going to tell Thranduil that his son would rather be in Mordor than home.?"
Many miles away.
"DAMN THAT ELF!!!" shouted Volten as Phantasma healed his wounds. "We are never going to get him!!!" But then they felt a shiver up their spine. It was no ordinary shiver for it burned as well as chilled them to the bone. They knew their master was about to give new orders.
'You fools.' came a horrible voice. 'We would never have the chance to recapture that elf had he not just done something very foolish. Volcan, Vera, and Inglod, you three will go to Mordor and bring him back. I will help you with that myself. The rest of you, return to Hell and prepare the needed tools to finish turning him to my will.'
"Yes master!" the demons shouted in unison.
*In Mordor*
Gandalf indeed had been right assuming the time it had taken Legolas to reach the Black Gates. Legolas shuddered as he felt the evil, unwholesome air about Mordor. Then, he felt an all too familiar chill. It burned and froze at the same time. The he heard the voice he still heard in his nightmares.
'You have fought hard Exile. But you made a grave mistake. I could never have touched your mind in any elven home. I was beginning to wonder how I was going to get to you. Then something I could never even hoped for happened. You were foolish enough to come to the most evil place in all of Arda. However, you have still made this much harder than I would have liked. For that, I am afraid that I must punish you before bringing you back to hell with me.'
Legolas stood there, wide-eyed in terror as he realized that instead of helping himself and others, he had just made himself an easy target and he was sure that he would not make it to any elven home in time to be safe. Legolas gripped his head in pain as he fought the devil who was trying to take over his mind. Suddenly, he felt something hard hit his side and knock him doesn't onto the ground. He looked up to see Inglod, holding his gigantic hammer. Next to him was Vulcan with his flaming sword and Vera with no weapons but an odd aura around her.
Legolas pulled out his whip, trying to ignore the voice in his head that was trying to tell him that they were his allies. Vera laughed wickedly, "Why do you not come with us Exile. Right now, the extent of you're fighting capabilities are limited to your whip, speed and power. If you come with us, we can show you how to control your element, the element of ice."
Legolas felt himself beginning to break, "N-never." he panted. He was exhausted from his ongoing battle in his mind. He then felt an odd sensation, he knew that he could control ice; he had seen it in Hell, right before he escaped. At the time, he thought it was an accident, a fluke. He hoped that maybe is he could do it again, maybe he could yet make it out of here.
He concentrated with all his power on making more ice appear. Though it drained him horribly, the entire area immediately froze over with a foot of ice and snow. The shock from the sudden change in temperature caused the other three demons to nearly drop from the sky themselves. "Now, now, now Exile. You shouldn't treat your allies like that.' sneered the cold voice again. 'Just for that, I'm going to erase your memories!'
Sure enough, there was a blinding flash and Exile no longer remembered anything other than pain, hatred and anger. He remembered a human called Aragorn who stole the only woman that he had ever loved, a dwarf called Gimli you taunted and insulted him mercilessly, he remembered many other beings shunning him and hating him. He was ready to listen to his lord and get revenge on his enemies and his master's.
OK folks, sorry to any of you who didn't want Legolas to fall under the power of the devil but depending on whether you review or not, you may yet get to find out if/how he is saved. Please review and give any suggestions you wish. Flames are (well, I can't say "welcomed" because I don't like getting them) accepted as long as they are clean and constructive. See ya'll around!!! ;)