Title: Brothers
Author: Nienna Tinehtele
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas in trouble. Again. When Aragorn is seriously injured, can Legolas get help before it's too late?
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Aragorn and Legolas. Later Elrond and the twins.
Warning: Angst later maybe...violence...that's all.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkien's characters (I wish) and do not claim anything of his to be mine. I do not own anything having to do with any of the actors, Peter Jackson or New Line Cinema. I am not making any money from this; it is purely for enjoyment reasons.
Chapter 2: Injuries and Athelas
"Aragorn!" Legolas screamed as he watched Aragorn fall with the blade meant for Legolas in his back. Legolas was overcome with rage as he watched the expression of shock on Aragorn's face before his eyes glazed over and he collapsed on the ground.
A red haze covered Legolas' vision and he charged the big Uruk. The creature had no time to react before Legolas' blade met his neck severing his head from his body. Not stopping to watch the head roll away, Legolas turned to meet the few remaining Uruk-hai only to see them retreating. Pulling out his bow he shot several arrows in lighting fast succession, slaying the Uruk-hai.
Lowering his bow he turned and ran to where Aragorn was lying. Seeing the amount of damage he knew he didn't have the healing skills Lord Elrond had. He at least knew he would need athelas and other herbs to at least stop the blood and make a temporary bandage. He quickly scanned the surrounding forest. Spotting several athelas plants he bent down and cut a bundle with his knife. Sticking it into a pouch of herbs he always carried with him just in case, he turned and ran to where Aragorn lay. He knelt down and cradled Aragorn in his arms careful not to touch the sword still lodged in his friend's back. He checked him over and found the usual cuts and scrapes. But then he found a deep gash in Aragorn's side along with another that went from the inside of his elbow to his wrist on his sword hand. He pulled off his cloak and ripped it into three pieces, first wrapping Aragorn's arm, then his side. He couldn't do anything about Aragorn's back until he pulled the sword out.
"Aragorn? Estel? Wake up! If you die on me I'll follow you into the halls of Mandos and haunt you forever!"
Aragorn's eyelids fluttered a little before opening to reveal pain glazed gray eyes, "Legolas?" he whispered the use of that little bit of strength sending him into a cough that had him spitting out blood. Legolas gently wiped it off for him before speaking, "Yes, I'm here. You are going to be fine Estel. We'll get you back to Rivendell to your father. I have to remove the sword; it will just pain you more during the trip if I leave it in." Legolas turned Aragorn onto his side and grasped the sword to pull it out.
Aragorn grasped Legolas' free arm tightly, knowing the sword had to come out or he would die, and nodded as he gritted his teeth waiting for the pain to come. "On the count of three," Legolas said, "One...two...," he pulled the sword out quickly, "Three." Black spots exploded in front of Aragorn's eyes and he shouted in agony causing him to go into another fit of coughing. Legolas quickly pulled of his cloak and pressed it against the wound, "I thought you said on three, not two!"
"Sorry. I wanted to get it out as fast as possible." Legolas quickly took the athelas out of his pouch and handed some to Aragorn to chew on. He chewed it for a little and then handed it to Legolas who quickly removed his cloak to press the plant to the wound and recovered it with the cloak.
Aragorn hissed as pain shot through his body when Legolas touched his back. Alarmed as Aragorn's body suddenly sagged forward, Legolas saw that he had passed out from the pain.
"I'm sorry my friend. It is the only way." Legolas apologized. He then started a fire and put some water on to boil. When the water was almost boiling he put the rest of the athelas into the water. As it started to boil, it released a sweet fragrance into the air slowly cleansing the forest around them from the darkness and evil that lingered like a bad dream.
Legolas got up to check on Aragorn one more time before settling down next to him to keep watch through the night. He stared at the fire for a long time before his body gave into its weariness and he slipped into sleep.
A/N- I know the chapters are short so far, but hopefully they will be longer in the future. I will hopefully update in the next day or so with chapter 3. Thanks for reading... please review and tell me what you think! Hannon le Nienna
Author: Nienna Tinehtele
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas in trouble. Again. When Aragorn is seriously injured, can Legolas get help before it's too late?
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Aragorn and Legolas. Later Elrond and the twins.
Warning: Angst later maybe...violence...that's all.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkien's characters (I wish) and do not claim anything of his to be mine. I do not own anything having to do with any of the actors, Peter Jackson or New Line Cinema. I am not making any money from this; it is purely for enjoyment reasons.
Chapter 2: Injuries and Athelas
"Aragorn!" Legolas screamed as he watched Aragorn fall with the blade meant for Legolas in his back. Legolas was overcome with rage as he watched the expression of shock on Aragorn's face before his eyes glazed over and he collapsed on the ground.
A red haze covered Legolas' vision and he charged the big Uruk. The creature had no time to react before Legolas' blade met his neck severing his head from his body. Not stopping to watch the head roll away, Legolas turned to meet the few remaining Uruk-hai only to see them retreating. Pulling out his bow he shot several arrows in lighting fast succession, slaying the Uruk-hai.
Lowering his bow he turned and ran to where Aragorn was lying. Seeing the amount of damage he knew he didn't have the healing skills Lord Elrond had. He at least knew he would need athelas and other herbs to at least stop the blood and make a temporary bandage. He quickly scanned the surrounding forest. Spotting several athelas plants he bent down and cut a bundle with his knife. Sticking it into a pouch of herbs he always carried with him just in case, he turned and ran to where Aragorn lay. He knelt down and cradled Aragorn in his arms careful not to touch the sword still lodged in his friend's back. He checked him over and found the usual cuts and scrapes. But then he found a deep gash in Aragorn's side along with another that went from the inside of his elbow to his wrist on his sword hand. He pulled off his cloak and ripped it into three pieces, first wrapping Aragorn's arm, then his side. He couldn't do anything about Aragorn's back until he pulled the sword out.
"Aragorn? Estel? Wake up! If you die on me I'll follow you into the halls of Mandos and haunt you forever!"
Aragorn's eyelids fluttered a little before opening to reveal pain glazed gray eyes, "Legolas?" he whispered the use of that little bit of strength sending him into a cough that had him spitting out blood. Legolas gently wiped it off for him before speaking, "Yes, I'm here. You are going to be fine Estel. We'll get you back to Rivendell to your father. I have to remove the sword; it will just pain you more during the trip if I leave it in." Legolas turned Aragorn onto his side and grasped the sword to pull it out.
Aragorn grasped Legolas' free arm tightly, knowing the sword had to come out or he would die, and nodded as he gritted his teeth waiting for the pain to come. "On the count of three," Legolas said, "One...two...," he pulled the sword out quickly, "Three." Black spots exploded in front of Aragorn's eyes and he shouted in agony causing him to go into another fit of coughing. Legolas quickly pulled of his cloak and pressed it against the wound, "I thought you said on three, not two!"
"Sorry. I wanted to get it out as fast as possible." Legolas quickly took the athelas out of his pouch and handed some to Aragorn to chew on. He chewed it for a little and then handed it to Legolas who quickly removed his cloak to press the plant to the wound and recovered it with the cloak.
Aragorn hissed as pain shot through his body when Legolas touched his back. Alarmed as Aragorn's body suddenly sagged forward, Legolas saw that he had passed out from the pain.
"I'm sorry my friend. It is the only way." Legolas apologized. He then started a fire and put some water on to boil. When the water was almost boiling he put the rest of the athelas into the water. As it started to boil, it released a sweet fragrance into the air slowly cleansing the forest around them from the darkness and evil that lingered like a bad dream.
Legolas got up to check on Aragorn one more time before settling down next to him to keep watch through the night. He stared at the fire for a long time before his body gave into its weariness and he slipped into sleep.
A/N- I know the chapters are short so far, but hopefully they will be longer in the future. I will hopefully update in the next day or so with chapter 3. Thanks for reading... please review and tell me what you think! Hannon le Nienna