Disclaimer: Ok, I do NOT own it!! Unlike the bruise on my forehead from a
moose antler (don't ask, looooong story). I never thought I'd find
something in this life time harder than my head.
Lady Lenna: Yipe!!! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave you guys with a cliffy for a week. Ok, maybe I did, BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!!! And we don't know if Gimli is dead *yet* nor if Aragorn is gonna die *yet*. And it's hard to explain the Exile/Legolas thing. They're actually one in the same but err. I guess the best way to put it is split personalities but not quite that either. And to be honest, I have never seen Gilmore Girls, but I used to hear about it all the time from my old class mates, not enough to know what you're talking about though. And I don't think I know what you mean about romance romance, I mean I do, but I don't. Owe. My head hurts.
LadyofMirkwood: Nope, Legolas can never be all evil, Exile on the other hand.
MoroTheWolfGod: Your fifty percent right. Exile does have a plan, but Gimli is not in on it, he may not even be alive. Close enough though! ;)
Gilraen3: As I have said earlier, Legolas wouldn't, Exile is a different story. ;)
Nikki: I'm glad I have been missed, but, who said I wouldn't make anymore cliffies? O.O;; Uh oh, you guys aren't gonna like me for that are you.? Uh, Exile, come here, I need a body guard again. Don't look at me like that, I created you! You will obey, or I shall hit you with a moose antler and trust me, that hurts!!!!
Eladriewen: YAY!! Thank you. At least SOMEONE thinks I can write. My old English teacher thought I was a horrible writer. Of course, I think much of it was that she just plain didn't like me very much.
Star-Stallion: ^_^;; Hehehe. Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I couldn't make things too easy for the good guys, could I? I'm glad your back, did you have fun? I did on my vacation. But whatever you do, DO NOT ORDER CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM FROM THE CANADIANS!!! I did from this one place (hopefully others are different) and it tasted like vinegar! The Maple Nut was good though. Anyway, ONTO THE FIC!!!!
Chapter 12: More Confrontation
Exile dropped the dagger that was soaked in Gimli's blood and drew out his whip. He smiled as he saw Aragorn cringed away in fear and horror. "So," Exile began, "This, is the king of men. I see no difference in you then what the rest of your race an not show." He raised his hand that held the whip higher, getting ready to attack. Aragorn drew Anduril, ready to fight the ruined form of his best friend. Exile just sneered at the human's feeble attempt to defy him. There was a loud crack of the whip and a flash of white light.
Aragorn looked up to see Gandalf with Exile's whip wrapped around his staff. Exile was not pleased about having his revenge disrupted. "Get out of my way, White Wizard." he snarled at the wizard.
Gandalf raised his staff, "You shall not kill him, Legolas. He has passed through too much to die now."
Exile glared at Gandalf but with just a trace of sorrow, he growled, "Legolas is dead, and it is his fault!" he pointed at Aragorn with the final words and made as if to charge him but Gandalf blocked him again.
"I cannot let you kill him Legolas." Gandalf held his staff in a warning manner.
Exile became even more enraged at being called his old name again. "I TOLD YOU!LEGOLAS IS GONE! MY NAME IS EXILE! NOW OUT OF MY WAY!" he tried to go around Gandalf again only to be blocked again. Gandalf breathed deeply before muttering a spell. Exile knew not what the wizard was trying to do but he had a feeling he wasn't going to like it very much so he pulled his whip back into a ready position, only to be knocked down from behind by a flaming sword.
"VULCAN! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE PLAYING AT YOU BASTARD?" Exile shouted at his fellow demon.
Vulcan sneered at him in disdain, "You are to come back with me. You left without being giving leave. Follow me, NOW!"
Exile jumped to his feet, "I REFUSE TO FOLLOW YOU LIKE A DOG WITH MY TAIL BEWEEN MY LEGS! STAY OUT OF THIS!"
Vulcan sneered, "Fine. I'd like to see what kind of mess the White Wizard makes out of you. You're alone in this fight Exile, and I do not believe that you can handle the wizard, the human and ME!" Exile glared hatefully at Vulcan, but acquiesced, though it was obvious he did not do so willingly and the two demons left.
Aragorn rushed to Gimli's side and checked the dwarf's vitals. He thanked the Valar when he found the dwarf still had a fairly decent pulse. He undid Gimli's armor and began to treat the wound well enough to move him back to the palace. After he left, Gandalf found the dagger and brought it with them to test for poison.
"DAMN YOU EXILE!" Vulcan shouted and he scratched Exile across the face, leaving a horrible wound that bleed profusely. Exile glared at him but said nothing. Vulcan smirked at his rival's lack of words, "What's more, you didn't even hit that dwarf in the vitals. Any idiot can kill a dwarf and you missed them! He's going to be fine by tomorrow probably!" Exile just looked at the ground but not before Phantasma caught the look on his face, she understood.
As comprehension dawned on her face, she spoke, "He wasn't trying to kill the dwarf."
Vulcan's gazed snapped onto her, "What?"
Findla picked it up too, "That was just meant to try and get a rise out of the human."
Volten cocked his head, "Wouldn't it have been better to just kill the dwarf?"
Vera shook her head, "No, I can see his mind. He wants the first being he kills to be that man, Aragorn. Is that not correct, Exile?"
Exile smirked, "That is correct. Aragorn shall fall as the first being that I kill, and he shall fall at no other hand than mine."
Vulcan growled, "You are to follow my orders, not carry a grudge! If you don't listen to me Exile, than *I* will kill the human!" Exile snapped.
"ICE DRAGON!" Exile shouted as he threw his whip high into the air. It became a terrifying dragon that soon, was wrapped around Vulcan's body with his head in its open jaws. Vulcan had never been so cold before in his life, he thought he was going to die. Exile grabbed Vulcan's face with one claw and forced Vulcan to look at him. Exile's touch was just as cold as his dragon's. "If you touch so much as one hair on that man's head and I swear, I will not stop my dragon next time."
Vulcan was more scared then, than he had ever been in his entire life but still tried to look at Exile defiantly, "When did you learn how to do that?"
Exile sneered, stretching the skin on his now scarred face, "I just watched some of you guys do that when you thought I was not looking, I'm a very quick study." Exile released his grip on Vulcan's face and grabbed the tail end of the dragon, turning it back into a whip. He returned the whip to his side and then leaned against the tree, looking at the sky. He almost wished that the stars were out; they were always a comfort to him though he still did not know why.
"I'll kill him! I'LL KILL HIM!" Gimli growled as he struggled against Aragorn and a few of the healers of Mirkwood.
"Calm down Gimli! You are not doing yourself, nor your wounds any favors!" Aragorn shouted. Gimli finally relented and sat down in his new bed in the healing ward. He crossed his arms across his chest and the elven healers thanked the Valar that the dwarf had stopped fighting them. The healers left Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf alone.
Thranduil entered and stopped in horror as he saw Gimli. "I-I had heard that the demons attacked again. I heard that someone was injured. I didn't think it would be you." He slumped down in a chair, exhausted from the past few days. "I am sorry. I know who it was who did this. It was Legolas, wasn't it?"
Gandalf sighed, "Yes, and no. Exile and Legolas are one in the same although they are both very different from each other. Neither knows what the other is doing." Thranduil nodded is head in understanding while Gimli and Aragorn wondered how anyone could understand Gandalf that easily. Gandalf noticed the confused looks on the dwarf's and the man's faces and smiled. "Have either of you two ever heard of a ying-yang?" Aragorn nodded but since Gimli did not know, Gandalf drew a circle with a wavy line down the center, one side black, the other side white. "It is meant to show a balance of the light and darkness. Legolas, we can assume is the light, and Exile, the darkness. In this particular case, the dark has become more powerful, destroying the balance between light and darkness. We must help Legolas regain that balance."
Gimli finally put it together, "So Exile is Legolas' dark side?" Gandalf nodded.
Miles away, Exile was listening again to their conversation. He was mildly interested in what the White Wizard was saying. It was nice to be able to acquire news in such a manner. He heard something much closer though and he snapped his head to his side, only to see Vera. "What are you doing here Vera?" he eyed her suspiciously. There was something odd about her tonight. He knew something was up but he couldn't put his finger on it, which he did not like.
Vera walked, almost nervously closer to her fellow demon with a wet cloth and some bandage and a small tray of food and drink. "I thought you might like that wound to be cleaned up. Plus, I have never seen you eat anything, nor have I seen you sleep. Even demons can't live like that." She edged closer before saying, "I apologize for what my brother did. He does not exactly like anyone who is more powerful than he is." She was right next to him now and she chanced moving her hand, with the wet cloth closer to his wound."
"I'm not going to bite you know." smirked Exile. He didn't know why she was being so kind to him. He *did* know that it had been awhile since he had been touched by a female. He almost welcomed the pleasure as she stroked the side of his face with the damp cloth.
Vera was startled to see that there wasn't even a scar left. There had just been some dry blood that Exile didn't seem to care enough to wash it off. 'Well then. I guess this bandage is useless.' she thought, but she then noticed that Exile's eyes were closed as though he were enjoying this. She pulled her hand away and Exile opened his eyes again. She found herself looking into his ice cold, blue eyes. She could have sworn that when he had just opened his eyes, for a second they were not the cold orbs staring at her now. There was something warm and kind about them yet.
Exile knew something was up but he didn't have time to bother with the girl. He turned his gaze back to the sky. Vera knew she was losing him to the sky again so she asked, "Are you not going to eat? And why don't you sleep a bit. The sky isn't going anywhere you know." She ended with a laugh.
Exile didn't move and Vera's smiled faded so she just looked up at the sky too. "They comfort me, yet I do not know why." Vera jumped when she heard his light voice and stared at him. He was still looking at the sky. Vera couldn't figure out why she was so nervous around him. She normally didn't act like this so it was a mystery to her. She put down a tray filled with food and returned to the campsite with the other demons.
The tray was empty by morning.
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OK!! I think that wasn't to short. I'm thinking that MAYBE this is getting a bit romancy. I don't know. You guys tell me. Just to let you know, I don't think it's too bad because I made Exile devoid of any such feelings of love. Just tell me if there is anything you guys want to see or don't want to see via review. Also, I have some rough sketches on what I pictured the demons looking like. I might try and setup a web page with the pictures on it. Let me know (also via review) if you want me to do that. Ok I love ya'll buh byeeee!!! ;)
Lady Lenna: Yipe!!! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave you guys with a cliffy for a week. Ok, maybe I did, BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!!! And we don't know if Gimli is dead *yet* nor if Aragorn is gonna die *yet*. And it's hard to explain the Exile/Legolas thing. They're actually one in the same but err. I guess the best way to put it is split personalities but not quite that either. And to be honest, I have never seen Gilmore Girls, but I used to hear about it all the time from my old class mates, not enough to know what you're talking about though. And I don't think I know what you mean about romance romance, I mean I do, but I don't. Owe. My head hurts.
LadyofMirkwood: Nope, Legolas can never be all evil, Exile on the other hand.
MoroTheWolfGod: Your fifty percent right. Exile does have a plan, but Gimli is not in on it, he may not even be alive. Close enough though! ;)
Gilraen3: As I have said earlier, Legolas wouldn't, Exile is a different story. ;)
Nikki: I'm glad I have been missed, but, who said I wouldn't make anymore cliffies? O.O;; Uh oh, you guys aren't gonna like me for that are you.? Uh, Exile, come here, I need a body guard again. Don't look at me like that, I created you! You will obey, or I shall hit you with a moose antler and trust me, that hurts!!!!
Eladriewen: YAY!! Thank you. At least SOMEONE thinks I can write. My old English teacher thought I was a horrible writer. Of course, I think much of it was that she just plain didn't like me very much.
Star-Stallion: ^_^;; Hehehe. Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I couldn't make things too easy for the good guys, could I? I'm glad your back, did you have fun? I did on my vacation. But whatever you do, DO NOT ORDER CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM FROM THE CANADIANS!!! I did from this one place (hopefully others are different) and it tasted like vinegar! The Maple Nut was good though. Anyway, ONTO THE FIC!!!!
Chapter 12: More Confrontation
Exile dropped the dagger that was soaked in Gimli's blood and drew out his whip. He smiled as he saw Aragorn cringed away in fear and horror. "So," Exile began, "This, is the king of men. I see no difference in you then what the rest of your race an not show." He raised his hand that held the whip higher, getting ready to attack. Aragorn drew Anduril, ready to fight the ruined form of his best friend. Exile just sneered at the human's feeble attempt to defy him. There was a loud crack of the whip and a flash of white light.
Aragorn looked up to see Gandalf with Exile's whip wrapped around his staff. Exile was not pleased about having his revenge disrupted. "Get out of my way, White Wizard." he snarled at the wizard.
Gandalf raised his staff, "You shall not kill him, Legolas. He has passed through too much to die now."
Exile glared at Gandalf but with just a trace of sorrow, he growled, "Legolas is dead, and it is his fault!" he pointed at Aragorn with the final words and made as if to charge him but Gandalf blocked him again.
"I cannot let you kill him Legolas." Gandalf held his staff in a warning manner.
Exile became even more enraged at being called his old name again. "I TOLD YOU!LEGOLAS IS GONE! MY NAME IS EXILE! NOW OUT OF MY WAY!" he tried to go around Gandalf again only to be blocked again. Gandalf breathed deeply before muttering a spell. Exile knew not what the wizard was trying to do but he had a feeling he wasn't going to like it very much so he pulled his whip back into a ready position, only to be knocked down from behind by a flaming sword.
"VULCAN! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE PLAYING AT YOU BASTARD?" Exile shouted at his fellow demon.
Vulcan sneered at him in disdain, "You are to come back with me. You left without being giving leave. Follow me, NOW!"
Exile jumped to his feet, "I REFUSE TO FOLLOW YOU LIKE A DOG WITH MY TAIL BEWEEN MY LEGS! STAY OUT OF THIS!"
Vulcan sneered, "Fine. I'd like to see what kind of mess the White Wizard makes out of you. You're alone in this fight Exile, and I do not believe that you can handle the wizard, the human and ME!" Exile glared hatefully at Vulcan, but acquiesced, though it was obvious he did not do so willingly and the two demons left.
Aragorn rushed to Gimli's side and checked the dwarf's vitals. He thanked the Valar when he found the dwarf still had a fairly decent pulse. He undid Gimli's armor and began to treat the wound well enough to move him back to the palace. After he left, Gandalf found the dagger and brought it with them to test for poison.
"DAMN YOU EXILE!" Vulcan shouted and he scratched Exile across the face, leaving a horrible wound that bleed profusely. Exile glared at him but said nothing. Vulcan smirked at his rival's lack of words, "What's more, you didn't even hit that dwarf in the vitals. Any idiot can kill a dwarf and you missed them! He's going to be fine by tomorrow probably!" Exile just looked at the ground but not before Phantasma caught the look on his face, she understood.
As comprehension dawned on her face, she spoke, "He wasn't trying to kill the dwarf."
Vulcan's gazed snapped onto her, "What?"
Findla picked it up too, "That was just meant to try and get a rise out of the human."
Volten cocked his head, "Wouldn't it have been better to just kill the dwarf?"
Vera shook her head, "No, I can see his mind. He wants the first being he kills to be that man, Aragorn. Is that not correct, Exile?"
Exile smirked, "That is correct. Aragorn shall fall as the first being that I kill, and he shall fall at no other hand than mine."
Vulcan growled, "You are to follow my orders, not carry a grudge! If you don't listen to me Exile, than *I* will kill the human!" Exile snapped.
"ICE DRAGON!" Exile shouted as he threw his whip high into the air. It became a terrifying dragon that soon, was wrapped around Vulcan's body with his head in its open jaws. Vulcan had never been so cold before in his life, he thought he was going to die. Exile grabbed Vulcan's face with one claw and forced Vulcan to look at him. Exile's touch was just as cold as his dragon's. "If you touch so much as one hair on that man's head and I swear, I will not stop my dragon next time."
Vulcan was more scared then, than he had ever been in his entire life but still tried to look at Exile defiantly, "When did you learn how to do that?"
Exile sneered, stretching the skin on his now scarred face, "I just watched some of you guys do that when you thought I was not looking, I'm a very quick study." Exile released his grip on Vulcan's face and grabbed the tail end of the dragon, turning it back into a whip. He returned the whip to his side and then leaned against the tree, looking at the sky. He almost wished that the stars were out; they were always a comfort to him though he still did not know why.
"I'll kill him! I'LL KILL HIM!" Gimli growled as he struggled against Aragorn and a few of the healers of Mirkwood.
"Calm down Gimli! You are not doing yourself, nor your wounds any favors!" Aragorn shouted. Gimli finally relented and sat down in his new bed in the healing ward. He crossed his arms across his chest and the elven healers thanked the Valar that the dwarf had stopped fighting them. The healers left Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf alone.
Thranduil entered and stopped in horror as he saw Gimli. "I-I had heard that the demons attacked again. I heard that someone was injured. I didn't think it would be you." He slumped down in a chair, exhausted from the past few days. "I am sorry. I know who it was who did this. It was Legolas, wasn't it?"
Gandalf sighed, "Yes, and no. Exile and Legolas are one in the same although they are both very different from each other. Neither knows what the other is doing." Thranduil nodded is head in understanding while Gimli and Aragorn wondered how anyone could understand Gandalf that easily. Gandalf noticed the confused looks on the dwarf's and the man's faces and smiled. "Have either of you two ever heard of a ying-yang?" Aragorn nodded but since Gimli did not know, Gandalf drew a circle with a wavy line down the center, one side black, the other side white. "It is meant to show a balance of the light and darkness. Legolas, we can assume is the light, and Exile, the darkness. In this particular case, the dark has become more powerful, destroying the balance between light and darkness. We must help Legolas regain that balance."
Gimli finally put it together, "So Exile is Legolas' dark side?" Gandalf nodded.
Miles away, Exile was listening again to their conversation. He was mildly interested in what the White Wizard was saying. It was nice to be able to acquire news in such a manner. He heard something much closer though and he snapped his head to his side, only to see Vera. "What are you doing here Vera?" he eyed her suspiciously. There was something odd about her tonight. He knew something was up but he couldn't put his finger on it, which he did not like.
Vera walked, almost nervously closer to her fellow demon with a wet cloth and some bandage and a small tray of food and drink. "I thought you might like that wound to be cleaned up. Plus, I have never seen you eat anything, nor have I seen you sleep. Even demons can't live like that." She edged closer before saying, "I apologize for what my brother did. He does not exactly like anyone who is more powerful than he is." She was right next to him now and she chanced moving her hand, with the wet cloth closer to his wound."
"I'm not going to bite you know." smirked Exile. He didn't know why she was being so kind to him. He *did* know that it had been awhile since he had been touched by a female. He almost welcomed the pleasure as she stroked the side of his face with the damp cloth.
Vera was startled to see that there wasn't even a scar left. There had just been some dry blood that Exile didn't seem to care enough to wash it off. 'Well then. I guess this bandage is useless.' she thought, but she then noticed that Exile's eyes were closed as though he were enjoying this. She pulled her hand away and Exile opened his eyes again. She found herself looking into his ice cold, blue eyes. She could have sworn that when he had just opened his eyes, for a second they were not the cold orbs staring at her now. There was something warm and kind about them yet.
Exile knew something was up but he didn't have time to bother with the girl. He turned his gaze back to the sky. Vera knew she was losing him to the sky again so she asked, "Are you not going to eat? And why don't you sleep a bit. The sky isn't going anywhere you know." She ended with a laugh.
Exile didn't move and Vera's smiled faded so she just looked up at the sky too. "They comfort me, yet I do not know why." Vera jumped when she heard his light voice and stared at him. He was still looking at the sky. Vera couldn't figure out why she was so nervous around him. She normally didn't act like this so it was a mystery to her. She put down a tray filled with food and returned to the campsite with the other demons.
The tray was empty by morning.
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OK!! I think that wasn't to short. I'm thinking that MAYBE this is getting a bit romancy. I don't know. You guys tell me. Just to let you know, I don't think it's too bad because I made Exile devoid of any such feelings of love. Just tell me if there is anything you guys want to see or don't want to see via review. Also, I have some rough sketches on what I pictured the demons looking like. I might try and setup a web page with the pictures on it. Let me know (also via review) if you want me to do that. Ok I love ya'll buh byeeee!!! ;)