Silence Chapter 2:
I grabbed the poker and pulled the keys from his burning body. I chucked them in a bucket of water. Steam billowed from the bucket as the hot keys sank into the icy water. I grabbed them and threw down the poker.
I ran towards the door. I didn't care what was on the other side, I just ran. I was nearly there. It seemed to take an age to get there. My fingers closed upon the cold handle. I started to turn the handle. The door burst open. Splinters of wood flew across the room. I flew from the door and landed painfully on the table.
Dust swirled up and around me. I started to cough. This table obviously hadn't been cleaned for months. I peered through the dust towards the door. There was some one standing in the doorway.
'Oh, Sorry!' He yelled running over and dusting me off. I still couldn't see him through the dust.
'Who...?' I began
'I came to rescue you! Sorry. Didn't think you'd be at the door' He started to ramble on about something. I didn't hear, his voice seemed to fade away as I stared back at the door. Lockfold was standing just outside with three heavily armed guards.
I realised the man was still talking. '...And then there were rabbits! Oh, don't get me started on the rabbits!'
'Ah! Excuse me?' I coughed, tapping him on the shoulder. He looked up and smiled.
'Yes?' He asked grinning insanely.
I pointed towards the doorway. He turned around and laughed sheepishly.
'Be... Bet you wish I didn't talk so much, huh?' He said, smile gone.
'Just a bit!' I said, giving kind of a half smile. Not the happy kind.
He took that the wrong way. 'Great!' he yelled 'All is forgiven! And I know a nice little place we can celebrate!'
'I hope it's somewhere in this room. Cause we're not going to be going anywhere' I sighed.
'Actually, no. It's quite near here, just a few minutes walk or so...' He stopped as an axe rested on his shoulder. 'Ah... I'll be quiet now'
Lockfold smiled and nodded to the guards, they dragged me across the room and threw me in the room I woke up in. I landed on the ground and held my throbbing head. A few moments later, my "rescuer" flew in as well.
'Weeeeeeeeeee!' He shouted with glee as he flew through the air and landed on the bed.
I rolled my eyes and lay down on the floor. 'My head hurts' I moaned
'Don't worry, I won't talk too much. Actually there's a funny story to go with this...' He went off on another ramble-a-thon. I hoped this one wouldn't end with rabbits.
I groaned and rolled over. I covered my ears and tried to sleep. I listened to him talking, perhaps it would put me to sleep, it didn't seem too interesting at the moment. Just something about rats.
'... and then I said to the rat...' he continued on for a long, long time.
Finally, after what seemed (and probably was) hours, he stopped. I sighed and took in a deep breath. Then I remembered my injury. I winced and sat up. He looked at me and smiled.
'I'll help you!' He grinned, getting up off the bed.
My eyes widened with fear.
'Don't worry!' He smiled 'First Aid' He pulled a bag from his back and threw it to the ground. He knelt down and passed me some bandages.
I took them and smiled at him. Perhaps he wasn't so bad...
'What's your name?' He asked
He was. 'You mean you came to rescue and you don't even know my name?!?' I yelled
'Calm down, Elfie! I try to rescue anyone captured by Spockpold!' He smiled placing the bag under the bed.
'Lockfold' I said blankly
'Yeah, that' he said sitting down on the bed again.
'My name is Legolas' I said deciding I may as well tell him. He'd probably find out eventually.
'Simkin!' He shouted offering his hand.
I hesitated. He didn't look strong, but he had knocked down the door. No, wait; he smashed the door into a million pieces. I looked up at him. He smiled. I yielded and took his hand. A mistake. He yanked me up onto my feet and pulled me towards him. I prepared to hit him, but before I could I found myself in a hug. I rolled my eyes. I should have known. Out of all the people out there that could have come to my rescue, I get the loudmouthed, affectionate one.
'So. Ah... Tell me, how many of the people you "try to rescue" have you actually saved successfully?' I asked trying to get him off me (failing desperately).
'Truthfully?' He asked with sort of a half grin
I nodded
'Truthfully. One' He said. It seemed to hurt him to admit it.
'I see...' This did not please me 'Out of how many?'
'Three!' He smiled
'Well, how many times have you been caught?' Perhaps he wasn't too bad at the whole rescuing thing.
'Never' He said smugly
'Really?' I said in surprise
'Yep!' He grinned
'Really?' I pressed
'Yes!' His patience was wearing
'Truthfully?' I asked one last time
'No' He face sank as he sad this
'Oh' I sighed
'Seven times' he admitted
'But you've only tried to save three people!'
'I'd rather not talk about it right now...' He said lying on the floor
'It's ok. At least you know the way out, right?' I smiled trying to comfort him He gave me a weak smile
'Right?!?' I asked again
He shook his head 'Sorry'
'Great! Just great!' I moaned. I collapsed on the bed and drifted to sleep. Thinking how I was going to get out of this place.
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How'd you like? Please review! Disclaimer: Legolas still isn't mine.
I grabbed the poker and pulled the keys from his burning body. I chucked them in a bucket of water. Steam billowed from the bucket as the hot keys sank into the icy water. I grabbed them and threw down the poker.
I ran towards the door. I didn't care what was on the other side, I just ran. I was nearly there. It seemed to take an age to get there. My fingers closed upon the cold handle. I started to turn the handle. The door burst open. Splinters of wood flew across the room. I flew from the door and landed painfully on the table.
Dust swirled up and around me. I started to cough. This table obviously hadn't been cleaned for months. I peered through the dust towards the door. There was some one standing in the doorway.
'Oh, Sorry!' He yelled running over and dusting me off. I still couldn't see him through the dust.
'Who...?' I began
'I came to rescue you! Sorry. Didn't think you'd be at the door' He started to ramble on about something. I didn't hear, his voice seemed to fade away as I stared back at the door. Lockfold was standing just outside with three heavily armed guards.
I realised the man was still talking. '...And then there were rabbits! Oh, don't get me started on the rabbits!'
'Ah! Excuse me?' I coughed, tapping him on the shoulder. He looked up and smiled.
'Yes?' He asked grinning insanely.
I pointed towards the doorway. He turned around and laughed sheepishly.
'Be... Bet you wish I didn't talk so much, huh?' He said, smile gone.
'Just a bit!' I said, giving kind of a half smile. Not the happy kind.
He took that the wrong way. 'Great!' he yelled 'All is forgiven! And I know a nice little place we can celebrate!'
'I hope it's somewhere in this room. Cause we're not going to be going anywhere' I sighed.
'Actually, no. It's quite near here, just a few minutes walk or so...' He stopped as an axe rested on his shoulder. 'Ah... I'll be quiet now'
Lockfold smiled and nodded to the guards, they dragged me across the room and threw me in the room I woke up in. I landed on the ground and held my throbbing head. A few moments later, my "rescuer" flew in as well.
'Weeeeeeeeeee!' He shouted with glee as he flew through the air and landed on the bed.
I rolled my eyes and lay down on the floor. 'My head hurts' I moaned
'Don't worry, I won't talk too much. Actually there's a funny story to go with this...' He went off on another ramble-a-thon. I hoped this one wouldn't end with rabbits.
I groaned and rolled over. I covered my ears and tried to sleep. I listened to him talking, perhaps it would put me to sleep, it didn't seem too interesting at the moment. Just something about rats.
'... and then I said to the rat...' he continued on for a long, long time.
Finally, after what seemed (and probably was) hours, he stopped. I sighed and took in a deep breath. Then I remembered my injury. I winced and sat up. He looked at me and smiled.
'I'll help you!' He grinned, getting up off the bed.
My eyes widened with fear.
'Don't worry!' He smiled 'First Aid' He pulled a bag from his back and threw it to the ground. He knelt down and passed me some bandages.
I took them and smiled at him. Perhaps he wasn't so bad...
'What's your name?' He asked
He was. 'You mean you came to rescue and you don't even know my name?!?' I yelled
'Calm down, Elfie! I try to rescue anyone captured by Spockpold!' He smiled placing the bag under the bed.
'Lockfold' I said blankly
'Yeah, that' he said sitting down on the bed again.
'My name is Legolas' I said deciding I may as well tell him. He'd probably find out eventually.
'Simkin!' He shouted offering his hand.
I hesitated. He didn't look strong, but he had knocked down the door. No, wait; he smashed the door into a million pieces. I looked up at him. He smiled. I yielded and took his hand. A mistake. He yanked me up onto my feet and pulled me towards him. I prepared to hit him, but before I could I found myself in a hug. I rolled my eyes. I should have known. Out of all the people out there that could have come to my rescue, I get the loudmouthed, affectionate one.
'So. Ah... Tell me, how many of the people you "try to rescue" have you actually saved successfully?' I asked trying to get him off me (failing desperately).
'Truthfully?' He asked with sort of a half grin
I nodded
'Truthfully. One' He said. It seemed to hurt him to admit it.
'I see...' This did not please me 'Out of how many?'
'Three!' He smiled
'Well, how many times have you been caught?' Perhaps he wasn't too bad at the whole rescuing thing.
'Never' He said smugly
'Really?' I said in surprise
'Yep!' He grinned
'Really?' I pressed
'Yes!' His patience was wearing
'Truthfully?' I asked one last time
'No' He face sank as he sad this
'Oh' I sighed
'Seven times' he admitted
'But you've only tried to save three people!'
'I'd rather not talk about it right now...' He said lying on the floor
'It's ok. At least you know the way out, right?' I smiled trying to comfort him He gave me a weak smile
'Right?!?' I asked again
He shook his head 'Sorry'
'Great! Just great!' I moaned. I collapsed on the bed and drifted to sleep. Thinking how I was going to get out of this place.
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How'd you like? Please review! Disclaimer: Legolas still isn't mine.