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Chapter 13: Departure for Lothlorien
Exile was still awake when the other demons began to awaken. Volten was the first. He looked around, scratching his back until he laid his eyes on Exile, who was still looking at the sky. "Yep, as usual. Don't you have any life at all, mate?"
No Answer
"You know, I think you really need a girl. Or perhaps it might be that males are your preference, aye?" Exile glared at him, unfortunately, Volten was very good at reading minds, just as long as he could see the others eyes. "Ah, so, you had a girl but she liked another more than you? Shame, but I don't doubt that Vera wouldn't mind filling in for whoever you 'ad before."
"You have a really big mouth for a broom head, Sparky." Exile snickered.
Volten flushed, "Don't call me that. And I am not a broom head!"
Exile grinned and returned his gaze skyward. Volten joined the rest of the group, which was beginning to wake up.
Gimli had greatly improved over night, the elven healers even said that he probably could make the trip to Lothlorien if they kept a steady pace but Aragorn would have none of it. "Gimli, you are going to stay here. Gandalf and I shall go. The hobbits will stay here also."
Gimli was not the only one to protest. "Mr. Strider! I can't believe you intend to leave us behind!" Sam cried out.
Merry was next, "You'll have to tie us up in a sack to try and stop us."
Gimli was outraged, "I don't need any more time to recover! Us dwarves can heal just about anything over night. Much quicker than any pointy ear!" In the end, Aragorn finally consented, faced with the fact that Gimli and the hobbits would follow on their own accord if he tried to make them stay and Thranduil already told him that he refused to hold them in Mirkwood like prisoners. Gandalf pulled Aragorn aside and took him deep into the caverns of the Mirkwood palace. Aragorn whispered, "Why did you bring me all the way down here?"
Gandalf looked solemn, "How do you think Exile knew that we were going to try to leave for Lothlorien yesterday?" Before Aragorn could answer Gandalf continued, "I think Exile somehow is able to hear what we say. Even here, I am not sure that our conversation is secret."
Sure enough, miles away, Exile was still catching in on their every word. He snickered as he heard that they were trying to hide from him. 'Nice try you fools.' he thought as he grinned evilly to himself. He tried to creep away again to stop the human from leaving when he was slammed to the ground and held there. "GET OFF OF ME INGLOD YOU OAF!"
Vulcan got in his face, sneering, "Trying to run again Exile? I think not. I think not."
"Inglod! Get off of him! Vulcan, I don't think that's necessary." Vera shoved the huge demon off of Exile with relative ease and helped the bewildered ice demon up. Vulcan looked like her as if she were a traitor, in a way, he felt she was.
Volten saw an argument coming on so he pulled Vulcan away from Exile and Vera. "Come on Vulcan, leave it alone." Vulcan didn't want to leave it alone, but decided he would, for now.
Exile shot Inglod a dirty look as he brushed himself off. The demon of rock hardly paid any attention to him. He was furious over the fact that he wasn't going to be able to stop the human from reaching Lothlorien; or at least not with Vulcan watching him like a hawk. He decided to bide his time, for now...
Gandalf and Aragorn finished their conversation and when they went back to the main halls, they found that the others were already finished packing. To Gandalf's displeasure, Thranduil seemed to have resolved to go with them. Before Gandalf could argue, Thranduil held up his hand, as though blocking Gandalf's words, "No Mithrandir, I have every intention of going with you. He is my son; I want a part in this. You cannot stop me." Gandalf knew how stubborn Thranduil was and decided not to argue for they had wasted enough time as it was.
They left for Lothlorien with about four hours to sunset. Verne' was in charge while the king was gone. Thranduil somehow managed to get out without a guard, so the group consisted of Gandalf, Aragorn, Gimli, Thranduil, Sam, Merry, Frodo, and Pippin.
One good thing about having Thranduil in the group was that they did not have to worry about getting lost for, who would know Mirkwood forest better than the king? Gimli and the hobbits didn't know how Thranduil knew where he was going when the forest was so thick that even though it was daytime, it appeared to be a perpetual midnight under the trees. They camp well after night fall. How the Gandalf, Aragorn and Thranduil knew the time, the others didn't know because they saw no change of light. It was always the same, unending black.
Exile heard the eight companions leave for Lothlorien a few hours after noon, however there was no chance for him to escape during the daylight hours so he resolved to wait until the others fell asleep. The other demons seemed so painstakingly slow to Exile that he thought that he would go mad. I believed that the inactivity was probably Vulcan acting spiteful, just to attempt to show Exile who was the boss. Exile watched him in contempt as he spoke with the others about attacking the next day.
Exile wished that he could force the sun to go down but he had to wait. Even when the sun finally dropped below the horizon, Vulcan seemed to stay awake in spite of Exile. However, around midnight, even Vulcan's vigilant eyes began to droop until the fire demon was fast asleep. Exile smiled as he saw his chance. He quietly crept away from the encampment, ready to finally take his revenge. However, he didn't notice a certain yellow hair demon following him.
Aragorn had no idea where he was. There was a heavy fog that only allowed him to see a few feet in front of him. He felt a presence behind him and turned to see Legolas! His friend was no longer in his deformed state. Aragorn hardly dared to believe it. "Legolas?" He began, "Mellonin? *My friend?*"
Legolas smiled and nodded, "Nae saian luume' mellonin. *It has been too long my friend.*" Aragorn tried to reach out to touch his friend but Legolas stepped away and held up his hand, motioning Aragorn to not touch him. "No Aragorn. Don't try to. You know you cannot touch me here. I am here to ask you something very important." Legolas' voice seemed to be more of an echo than anything else.
"Anything my friend." Aragorn said.
"Kill me." Legolas stated flatly.
Aragorn was in shock. "What?"
"You must kill me. I no longer have control over my own mind. If you don't do this. I am afraid I am going to kill you all, saes, mellonin. *please my friend* You must do this. My soul will never find rest now until I die. Saes, do this to protect yourself, and what is left of myself." Legolas finished mournfully.
Aragorn shook his head, "No! I will do anything but take your life by my own hands!"
"If you don't then I will be forced to take yours by mine." Legolas's voice said that there was no room for a different opinion.
Aragorn tried to grab hold of his friend's shoulders, to try and make him see reason, only to have his hands go through Legolas, as if the elf were no more than an illusion. Tears came to Aragorn's eyes as he suddenly realized that Legolas was transparent. "Legolas. I can't. Please, do not make me."
Legolas looked sorrowfully down at his own translucent hands with pearly silver tears beginning to form in his own eyes. "I'm sorry Estel." Legolas looked into Aragorn's eyes, "There is no other way for me to rest in peace. Please, I need you to do this for me. It pains me to ask you to do such a thing but it must be done." Legolas suddenly seemed startled about something, "Aragorn! Wake up! NOW!"
Aragorn didn't want to leave his friend, he just wanted to stay with his friend but even as he reached out to the elf again, the world around him faded.
Aragorn's eyes snapped open only to see Exile standing over him holding a blade that was plunging down towards Aragorn's heart.
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Yes, I know. Another evil, evil cliffie, but you guys can forgive me, right? *looks around nervously* Right.? Ummmmm. I think I just may want to hide behind Exile again. Just review and *maybe* I'll update really soon. Maybe not... Having severe writer's block right now. REVIEW, PLEASE!!! IT IS MY LIFE SOURCE!!! I NEED REVIEWS TO SURVIVE!!! And I need to live or else you'll never know whether Exile got Aragorn this time or not. You think I wouldn't kill off Aragorn? Hehehe. Then you obviously haven't figured out how evil I am yet then. Mwahahahaha. I'll tell you this, I *promise* that at least one person, who isn't a bad guy, *will* die in this fic. But who? Bump bum buummmm!!!
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Uhhh. That's it for review replies, sorry for those who sent some but methinks my computer messed up so the chapter 12 reviews were mixed up with the chapter 11 reviews. Sorry, I only did one but I remember getting Nightbird*Songbird's review today. Sorry, hopefully this mistake shall not happen again. I hope you enjoy the story!!!
Chapter 13: Departure for Lothlorien
Exile was still awake when the other demons began to awaken. Volten was the first. He looked around, scratching his back until he laid his eyes on Exile, who was still looking at the sky. "Yep, as usual. Don't you have any life at all, mate?"
No Answer
"You know, I think you really need a girl. Or perhaps it might be that males are your preference, aye?" Exile glared at him, unfortunately, Volten was very good at reading minds, just as long as he could see the others eyes. "Ah, so, you had a girl but she liked another more than you? Shame, but I don't doubt that Vera wouldn't mind filling in for whoever you 'ad before."
"You have a really big mouth for a broom head, Sparky." Exile snickered.
Volten flushed, "Don't call me that. And I am not a broom head!"
Exile grinned and returned his gaze skyward. Volten joined the rest of the group, which was beginning to wake up.
Gimli had greatly improved over night, the elven healers even said that he probably could make the trip to Lothlorien if they kept a steady pace but Aragorn would have none of it. "Gimli, you are going to stay here. Gandalf and I shall go. The hobbits will stay here also."
Gimli was not the only one to protest. "Mr. Strider! I can't believe you intend to leave us behind!" Sam cried out.
Merry was next, "You'll have to tie us up in a sack to try and stop us."
Gimli was outraged, "I don't need any more time to recover! Us dwarves can heal just about anything over night. Much quicker than any pointy ear!" In the end, Aragorn finally consented, faced with the fact that Gimli and the hobbits would follow on their own accord if he tried to make them stay and Thranduil already told him that he refused to hold them in Mirkwood like prisoners. Gandalf pulled Aragorn aside and took him deep into the caverns of the Mirkwood palace. Aragorn whispered, "Why did you bring me all the way down here?"
Gandalf looked solemn, "How do you think Exile knew that we were going to try to leave for Lothlorien yesterday?" Before Aragorn could answer Gandalf continued, "I think Exile somehow is able to hear what we say. Even here, I am not sure that our conversation is secret."
Sure enough, miles away, Exile was still catching in on their every word. He snickered as he heard that they were trying to hide from him. 'Nice try you fools.' he thought as he grinned evilly to himself. He tried to creep away again to stop the human from leaving when he was slammed to the ground and held there. "GET OFF OF ME INGLOD YOU OAF!"
Vulcan got in his face, sneering, "Trying to run again Exile? I think not. I think not."
"Inglod! Get off of him! Vulcan, I don't think that's necessary." Vera shoved the huge demon off of Exile with relative ease and helped the bewildered ice demon up. Vulcan looked like her as if she were a traitor, in a way, he felt she was.
Volten saw an argument coming on so he pulled Vulcan away from Exile and Vera. "Come on Vulcan, leave it alone." Vulcan didn't want to leave it alone, but decided he would, for now.
Exile shot Inglod a dirty look as he brushed himself off. The demon of rock hardly paid any attention to him. He was furious over the fact that he wasn't going to be able to stop the human from reaching Lothlorien; or at least not with Vulcan watching him like a hawk. He decided to bide his time, for now...
Gandalf and Aragorn finished their conversation and when they went back to the main halls, they found that the others were already finished packing. To Gandalf's displeasure, Thranduil seemed to have resolved to go with them. Before Gandalf could argue, Thranduil held up his hand, as though blocking Gandalf's words, "No Mithrandir, I have every intention of going with you. He is my son; I want a part in this. You cannot stop me." Gandalf knew how stubborn Thranduil was and decided not to argue for they had wasted enough time as it was.
They left for Lothlorien with about four hours to sunset. Verne' was in charge while the king was gone. Thranduil somehow managed to get out without a guard, so the group consisted of Gandalf, Aragorn, Gimli, Thranduil, Sam, Merry, Frodo, and Pippin.
One good thing about having Thranduil in the group was that they did not have to worry about getting lost for, who would know Mirkwood forest better than the king? Gimli and the hobbits didn't know how Thranduil knew where he was going when the forest was so thick that even though it was daytime, it appeared to be a perpetual midnight under the trees. They camp well after night fall. How the Gandalf, Aragorn and Thranduil knew the time, the others didn't know because they saw no change of light. It was always the same, unending black.
Exile heard the eight companions leave for Lothlorien a few hours after noon, however there was no chance for him to escape during the daylight hours so he resolved to wait until the others fell asleep. The other demons seemed so painstakingly slow to Exile that he thought that he would go mad. I believed that the inactivity was probably Vulcan acting spiteful, just to attempt to show Exile who was the boss. Exile watched him in contempt as he spoke with the others about attacking the next day.
Exile wished that he could force the sun to go down but he had to wait. Even when the sun finally dropped below the horizon, Vulcan seemed to stay awake in spite of Exile. However, around midnight, even Vulcan's vigilant eyes began to droop until the fire demon was fast asleep. Exile smiled as he saw his chance. He quietly crept away from the encampment, ready to finally take his revenge. However, he didn't notice a certain yellow hair demon following him.
Aragorn had no idea where he was. There was a heavy fog that only allowed him to see a few feet in front of him. He felt a presence behind him and turned to see Legolas! His friend was no longer in his deformed state. Aragorn hardly dared to believe it. "Legolas?" He began, "Mellonin? *My friend?*"
Legolas smiled and nodded, "Nae saian luume' mellonin. *It has been too long my friend.*" Aragorn tried to reach out to touch his friend but Legolas stepped away and held up his hand, motioning Aragorn to not touch him. "No Aragorn. Don't try to. You know you cannot touch me here. I am here to ask you something very important." Legolas' voice seemed to be more of an echo than anything else.
"Anything my friend." Aragorn said.
"Kill me." Legolas stated flatly.
Aragorn was in shock. "What?"
"You must kill me. I no longer have control over my own mind. If you don't do this. I am afraid I am going to kill you all, saes, mellonin. *please my friend* You must do this. My soul will never find rest now until I die. Saes, do this to protect yourself, and what is left of myself." Legolas finished mournfully.
Aragorn shook his head, "No! I will do anything but take your life by my own hands!"
"If you don't then I will be forced to take yours by mine." Legolas's voice said that there was no room for a different opinion.
Aragorn tried to grab hold of his friend's shoulders, to try and make him see reason, only to have his hands go through Legolas, as if the elf were no more than an illusion. Tears came to Aragorn's eyes as he suddenly realized that Legolas was transparent. "Legolas. I can't. Please, do not make me."
Legolas looked sorrowfully down at his own translucent hands with pearly silver tears beginning to form in his own eyes. "I'm sorry Estel." Legolas looked into Aragorn's eyes, "There is no other way for me to rest in peace. Please, I need you to do this for me. It pains me to ask you to do such a thing but it must be done." Legolas suddenly seemed startled about something, "Aragorn! Wake up! NOW!"
Aragorn didn't want to leave his friend, he just wanted to stay with his friend but even as he reached out to the elf again, the world around him faded.
Aragorn's eyes snapped open only to see Exile standing over him holding a blade that was plunging down towards Aragorn's heart.
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Yes, I know. Another evil, evil cliffie, but you guys can forgive me, right? *looks around nervously* Right.? Ummmmm. I think I just may want to hide behind Exile again. Just review and *maybe* I'll update really soon. Maybe not... Having severe writer's block right now. REVIEW, PLEASE!!! IT IS MY LIFE SOURCE!!! I NEED REVIEWS TO SURVIVE!!! And I need to live or else you'll never know whether Exile got Aragorn this time or not. You think I wouldn't kill off Aragorn? Hehehe. Then you obviously haven't figured out how evil I am yet then. Mwahahahaha. I'll tell you this, I *promise* that at least one person, who isn't a bad guy, *will* die in this fic. But who? Bump bum buummmm!!!