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WORKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES THAT MEANS LEGOLAS TOO!!! *pouts* Oh yeah, please
ask my permission for the use of the characters I made up for this. I won't
be happy if you take them away from me. *huggles Exile* Uhhh, ya, I think
he counts as someone I made up. uhhh. EXILE IS MINE!!! I CAN'T HAVE LEGOLAS
SO HE'LL HAVE TO DO!!!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh
yes, and as always, big thanks to Legolas' Fanatical Fan Girl!!!
YAY!!!!!!!!
Chapter 10: A Heart of Ice
Exile looked up at Eärendil until he heard a voice. "Oi! Exile!! Do you plan on coming over here sometime tonight?" Volten called. Exile did not seem to even acknowledge his comrade's presence, let alone react to his beckoning.
Findla leaned over to her friends (Phantasma and Vera) and said, "He isn't the friendliest guy in the world, is he hon?" Vera decided to approach him but found as she did, she felt nervous. 'What in all the Hell is wrong with me? Why Am I so nervous around that kid?' The more she thought about it, the more she decided that it was because she knew their new member was strong, but she didn't know just yet the full extent of his supremacy.
"Exile? Why do you not join us around the fire? Surely you want some company this night." Still no response. "Hey! Are you even paying attention to me?" He still would not acknowledge her. "ANWSER ME!" she yelled as she grabbed his arm but was shocked when she felt it. It was cold, just like his stare that was upon her.
He glowered at her and coldly answered her, "Neither you nor the rest of that lot there can provide me with the company I want tonight. Leave me." He returned his gaze to the sky, wondering why it was he was so captivated by the stars and began to run over his plans for the night, one last time before carrying them out.
In the mean time, Aragorn, Gandalf and the others were preparing for the return of the demons. Thranduil was still worried about Legolas. "Mithrandir, surely there is some way that can fight back without harming Legolas."
Gandalf looked into his friend's eyes. "It may be possible, it may not be. We shall have to see." Thranduil could get no more out of the wizard.
Gimli was doing his best to reassure the Hobbits. A job that would have usually fallen to Aragorn however, the King of Gondor had seemingly completely cut himself off from the outside world. Something kept telling him that all that had befallen Legolas was his fault. Aragorn had replayed the night that Legolas died over and over again and he has always come to the conclusion that he could have escaped the attack and could have pushed Legolas out of the way. Why he didn't was still a mystery.
He, not any other the others, heard *him* entering the ken. Even the demons were not aware that Exile had left them to take care of Aragorn himself. Exile smiled evilly when he saw Aragorn was by himself in the gardens. However, Aragorn had not been a ranger for nothing and even though Exile was completely silent, he could no longer hide his presence as he did when he was an elf. Aragorn drew Anduril just in time to cross blades with his attacker. Even though Exile failed to catch Aragorn off guard, the ice demon still had far more power than the human and the blow, even though it was parried, still knock Aragorn back a few yards.
The clash of steel was not lost upon the inhabitants of the forest, the alert was raised in the palace and the demons waiting a few miles north heard it. It didn't take long for Vulcan to realize who it was and he growled under his breath. "Exile." Before taking off to find their defiant associate. The other demons followed him and they arrive a few seconds before the elven guards, Gandalf, Gimli, Thranduil and the Hobbits arrived. The two warriors still clashed in their battle but Aragorn was weakening and couldn't hold off Exile's onslaught for long.
But then, Aragorn saw an opening and made a desperate stab at his opponent. Exile cried out in surprise even though he felt little pain. Exile vaguely looked at the cut and heard a voice somewhere in his head, 'Your blood is cold Legolas, just like your heart.' He charged Aragorn again and Aragorn found another opening, but this time, Exile caught Aragorn's blade with his hand. Even though this cause a pause of only a few seconds, it seemed like forever to Aragorn as he looked into Exile's cold and callous face which had not even flinched when he caught the blade, even though there was blood running down his arm.
Exile ended this respite by kicking Aragorn in the back, knocking the human into a tree and unconsciousness. "ARAGORN!" Frodo cried out as he ran forward but was caught by Vulcan. All the warriors looked as though they were going to fight but Vulcan decided that it was better to leave this time without a fight.
Sam was the first to notice his master had been captured, "MR. FRODO!" All eyes were on the fire demon holding the hobbit hostage.
He held his flaming sword near Frodo's neck. "See, this? If you want any chance of him living, you will drop your weapons." sneered Vulcan. All the elves and Hobbits hesitated. "I SAID DROP THEM!" To prove his point, he allowed is sword to get a little closer to Frodo's neck, making a superficial cut in doing so.
Thranduil motioned for his men to drop their weapons although he was loath to do so. Vulcan leering said, "Very good. My boys and ladies come now. You too Exile!" He shot the demon of ice a dirty look that Exile returned. They took off taking Frodo with them to make sure no one tried to shoot them down.
After they got away from the ken, Vulcan (who still had a tight grip on Frodo) turned on Exile and knocked the surprised demon out of the sky. "You insubordinate son of a bitch! What were you thinking! You were to wait for us to do anything! You are not to go gallivanting off by yourself again! Is that clear?" Vulcan demanded, staring deeply at Exile. Exile looked at Vulcan with disdain but nodded, not wanting anymore retribution.
"What do you plan to do with the Halfling now?" Volten inquired once they were all back in the air. Vulcan looked at the captive and grinned and then dropped Frodo from no less than one hundred feet up in the air.
Exile looked down as he saw the Hobbit screaming as he plummeted to the earth. When asked later, he could not recall why he did it but the next thing he knew, he was in a high speed nose-dive and caught the hobbit, second before he hit the ground. He checked Frodo over only to find that the hobbit had fainted. He smiled fondly at the hobbit just before he left him high in an elm tree and then, he rejoined his group who were gaping at him.
"What did you save the Halfling for, Exile?" Phantasma asked with her head cocked. Exile smiled with disdain, "If you are going to try and make deals using hostages, it's best to not go back on your word lest they should learn not to listen to you."
Even Inglod could figure out that there was more to it but they did not feeling like starting a fight with him at the moment. Exile became lost in his own thoughts again as he thought about that damned human. 'No matter, next time, there will be no escape.'
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OKIE DOKIE!!!!! How was that? Yes, I know, horribly short but I'm trying, honest!!! It would help a bunch if you guys would review. And I am still trying to figure out if I should have Vera have a crush on Exile (hmmm, considering they're demons, the rating may go up to R. unless you guys don't want that of course) and I am still trying to figure out how to get Aragorn to Lothlorien! HELP!!! PLEASE!!!! Ai'! Stupid computer! It says that this is the work of a 6th or 7th grader. PLEASE TELL ME THAT ISN'T TRUE!!!!!!
Chapter 10: A Heart of Ice
Exile looked up at Eärendil until he heard a voice. "Oi! Exile!! Do you plan on coming over here sometime tonight?" Volten called. Exile did not seem to even acknowledge his comrade's presence, let alone react to his beckoning.
Findla leaned over to her friends (Phantasma and Vera) and said, "He isn't the friendliest guy in the world, is he hon?" Vera decided to approach him but found as she did, she felt nervous. 'What in all the Hell is wrong with me? Why Am I so nervous around that kid?' The more she thought about it, the more she decided that it was because she knew their new member was strong, but she didn't know just yet the full extent of his supremacy.
"Exile? Why do you not join us around the fire? Surely you want some company this night." Still no response. "Hey! Are you even paying attention to me?" He still would not acknowledge her. "ANWSER ME!" she yelled as she grabbed his arm but was shocked when she felt it. It was cold, just like his stare that was upon her.
He glowered at her and coldly answered her, "Neither you nor the rest of that lot there can provide me with the company I want tonight. Leave me." He returned his gaze to the sky, wondering why it was he was so captivated by the stars and began to run over his plans for the night, one last time before carrying them out.
In the mean time, Aragorn, Gandalf and the others were preparing for the return of the demons. Thranduil was still worried about Legolas. "Mithrandir, surely there is some way that can fight back without harming Legolas."
Gandalf looked into his friend's eyes. "It may be possible, it may not be. We shall have to see." Thranduil could get no more out of the wizard.
Gimli was doing his best to reassure the Hobbits. A job that would have usually fallen to Aragorn however, the King of Gondor had seemingly completely cut himself off from the outside world. Something kept telling him that all that had befallen Legolas was his fault. Aragorn had replayed the night that Legolas died over and over again and he has always come to the conclusion that he could have escaped the attack and could have pushed Legolas out of the way. Why he didn't was still a mystery.
He, not any other the others, heard *him* entering the ken. Even the demons were not aware that Exile had left them to take care of Aragorn himself. Exile smiled evilly when he saw Aragorn was by himself in the gardens. However, Aragorn had not been a ranger for nothing and even though Exile was completely silent, he could no longer hide his presence as he did when he was an elf. Aragorn drew Anduril just in time to cross blades with his attacker. Even though Exile failed to catch Aragorn off guard, the ice demon still had far more power than the human and the blow, even though it was parried, still knock Aragorn back a few yards.
The clash of steel was not lost upon the inhabitants of the forest, the alert was raised in the palace and the demons waiting a few miles north heard it. It didn't take long for Vulcan to realize who it was and he growled under his breath. "Exile." Before taking off to find their defiant associate. The other demons followed him and they arrive a few seconds before the elven guards, Gandalf, Gimli, Thranduil and the Hobbits arrived. The two warriors still clashed in their battle but Aragorn was weakening and couldn't hold off Exile's onslaught for long.
But then, Aragorn saw an opening and made a desperate stab at his opponent. Exile cried out in surprise even though he felt little pain. Exile vaguely looked at the cut and heard a voice somewhere in his head, 'Your blood is cold Legolas, just like your heart.' He charged Aragorn again and Aragorn found another opening, but this time, Exile caught Aragorn's blade with his hand. Even though this cause a pause of only a few seconds, it seemed like forever to Aragorn as he looked into Exile's cold and callous face which had not even flinched when he caught the blade, even though there was blood running down his arm.
Exile ended this respite by kicking Aragorn in the back, knocking the human into a tree and unconsciousness. "ARAGORN!" Frodo cried out as he ran forward but was caught by Vulcan. All the warriors looked as though they were going to fight but Vulcan decided that it was better to leave this time without a fight.
Sam was the first to notice his master had been captured, "MR. FRODO!" All eyes were on the fire demon holding the hobbit hostage.
He held his flaming sword near Frodo's neck. "See, this? If you want any chance of him living, you will drop your weapons." sneered Vulcan. All the elves and Hobbits hesitated. "I SAID DROP THEM!" To prove his point, he allowed is sword to get a little closer to Frodo's neck, making a superficial cut in doing so.
Thranduil motioned for his men to drop their weapons although he was loath to do so. Vulcan leering said, "Very good. My boys and ladies come now. You too Exile!" He shot the demon of ice a dirty look that Exile returned. They took off taking Frodo with them to make sure no one tried to shoot them down.
After they got away from the ken, Vulcan (who still had a tight grip on Frodo) turned on Exile and knocked the surprised demon out of the sky. "You insubordinate son of a bitch! What were you thinking! You were to wait for us to do anything! You are not to go gallivanting off by yourself again! Is that clear?" Vulcan demanded, staring deeply at Exile. Exile looked at Vulcan with disdain but nodded, not wanting anymore retribution.
"What do you plan to do with the Halfling now?" Volten inquired once they were all back in the air. Vulcan looked at the captive and grinned and then dropped Frodo from no less than one hundred feet up in the air.
Exile looked down as he saw the Hobbit screaming as he plummeted to the earth. When asked later, he could not recall why he did it but the next thing he knew, he was in a high speed nose-dive and caught the hobbit, second before he hit the ground. He checked Frodo over only to find that the hobbit had fainted. He smiled fondly at the hobbit just before he left him high in an elm tree and then, he rejoined his group who were gaping at him.
"What did you save the Halfling for, Exile?" Phantasma asked with her head cocked. Exile smiled with disdain, "If you are going to try and make deals using hostages, it's best to not go back on your word lest they should learn not to listen to you."
Even Inglod could figure out that there was more to it but they did not feeling like starting a fight with him at the moment. Exile became lost in his own thoughts again as he thought about that damned human. 'No matter, next time, there will be no escape.'
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OKIE DOKIE!!!!! How was that? Yes, I know, horribly short but I'm trying, honest!!! It would help a bunch if you guys would review. And I am still trying to figure out if I should have Vera have a crush on Exile (hmmm, considering they're demons, the rating may go up to R. unless you guys don't want that of course) and I am still trying to figure out how to get Aragorn to Lothlorien! HELP!!! PLEASE!!!! Ai'! Stupid computer! It says that this is the work of a 6th or 7th grader. PLEASE TELL ME THAT ISN'T TRUE!!!!!!