Disclaimer: See Chapter One.
A/N: Hi there people, and yes, I am still alive. Sorry that I have not updated in a while but I will try to update more often. I kind of got carried away with my other LOTR story, The Love of a Family. Anyway, here is Chapter Eight, and I would like to thank my beta enb2004 for helping me with my stories. She has great Harry Potter stories so go read those if you like Harry Potter. And yes, The Love of a Family had been updated today as well, and perhaps, tomorrow, I will update Harry Potter and the Legend of the Phoenix. Don't worry, I plan to finish all my stories and I will not discontinue them. So thank you all for reviews and here is Chapter Eight!
Estel sighed quietly as his brothers did everything and anything but stay quiet. With all the noise they were making it was a wonder that the whole of Imladris did not come barging in, asking what the noise was.
As it was, Estel wanted the twins to leave so he could plan how to get out of the house and help Legolas. It did not matter that his father was sending a letter. Estel feared that by the time the letter was sent it might be to late to do something.
Though Estel did feel awful, he would help rescue Legolas from whatever peril he was in. First things first however. Get his brothers out of the room so he could make his escape plans.
Estel decided that the simplest way was to look as though he had fallen asleep during their constant bickering. Something that was hardly new.
The challenge would be staying awake as Estel did feel very weary. Slowly, he allowed his eyelids to droop and eventually close all together, all the while listening for his brothers and trying to stay awake, a challenge that proving to be more and more impossible with every moment.
Estel's last conscious thought before slipping into a deep sleep was that his brothers and Ada would kill him when they realized he was gone.
Elladan and Elrohir were so busy bickering with the other that they never realized that their brother was slowly but surely falling asleep until they happened to gaze over at him.
"Elladan, you know as well as I that...." Elrohir started to say loudly but was interrupted by Elladan covering his mouth with his hand. Elrohir glared at his twin until he saw what Elladan was looking at.
"Shh, be quiet Elrohir. Let Estel rest. Ada will have our heads if we wake him. And rightfully so, if we hinder Estel's healing process.
Besides, I believe this will be the only rest he will get after that dream, until a letter comes from either King Thranduil or Legolas himself," Elladan said in a whisper. Elrohir nodded in agreement and quietly walked over to his little brother and pushed a stray hair out of Estel's face.
"He still burns Elladan," Elrohir said worriedly. Elladan frowned and walked over to his youngest brother, laying a hand on his brow. Elladan frowned once more at the heat he felt radiating of the young human.
"Ada's herbs should have worked by now," Elladan muttered to himself.
"Yet he burns Elladan. And look, his breathing is very raspy. Can you not hear the shortness of breath?" Elrohir asked Elladan.
"Aye I can. Go get Ada Ro. He should know of this," Elladan said heavily.
Elrohir was torn for a moment, for he desperately wanted to stay with his little brother, but on the other hand his little brother needed their father's help.
When Estel let out a slight moan though, Elrohir ran out the room to get their father, for he could not bear to watch Estel suffer from pain and sickness, especially when there was help nearby.
Once Elrohir had left the room in order to search for their father Elladan let out a sigh. "Oh tithen pen, you sure did a number on yourself this time. I expect you'll be in bed for at least a week. Get better soon little brother, for life is just not the same without you around us," Elladan said softly.
Sighing, Elladan looked toward the door hoping to see his twin and his father but they were no where in neither sight nor hearing range.
"Where are they? Estel needs help, and needs it now," Elladan thought, frustrated by the fact that he was not able to help his brother. Injuries, poison, orc wounds, bites, those he knew how to deal with and had been dealing with them for centuries. But human illness was another matter all together.
Only his father and Estel seemed to be able to treat sickness with any effectiveness and Estel could certainly not treat himself at the moment.
"Stay here little brother. I am going to find our brother and father. Don't go anywhere," Elladan said knowing the ranger couldn't hear him but said it anyway if only to give himself a little bit of comfort, and silently left the room.
Estel couldn't help but feel somewhat guilty. He had woken up during Elladan's little speech about not going anywhere, though Elladan did not know it, and now he was indeed sneaking out of the house in order to save Legolas from whatever evil had befallen him.
His brothers and father would be furious but if he could save Legolas then the inevitable lecture about risking his life would be well worth it. If Legolas was saved, that was all that mattered.
As Estel climbed down the tree that was by his window, he knew he wasn't it great shape but did not let that deter him. He had to get to Legolas, he just had to.
He would not let the brother of his heart suffer, not while he could stop it before it happened. After he had climbed down the tree, Estel took one more look at his home and then set off for the stables, hoping to find a fast horse. All the while, ignoring all of his own injuries and illness, and hoping and praying that it was not to late to save Legolas.
Two days had passed since the nightmare that had made Legolas fear for Estel's safety and well being. Now though, Legolas was currently cursing violently in Entish. In his worry for Estel, he had failed to realize that he was walking straight into an orc party and was now surrounded.
"This is not good, not good at all," Legolas thought as he looked around in desperation for an escape route.
However, there were no escape routes to be seen. He and his horse were surrounded by a horde of orcs and wargs. He was desperately outnumbered.
Legolas did not let the odds deter him however. He had faced worse than this before and had come out alive, if not in the greatest shape. He could do it once more.
Drawing his bow and arrow, he began to shoot as many as the orcs and wargs he could before they got to close to shoot. The orcs answered in kind and began to shoot their poison tipped arrows at Legolas.
Legolas was able to dodge many of the arrows on top of his horse, but his horse, however, was not so lucky. Minutes into the fight, his faithful horse went down under the barrage of arrows.
Legolas tried to jump free from his dying horse, in order not to be trapped underneath, but to no avail. His horse fell and Legolas had his legs pinned under the horse's weight.
"NOT GOOD!" Legolas thought. He quickly drew his twin swords but knew that they would not offer too good a defense while he was pinned underneath his horse. They certainly would not protect him from the lethal arrows the orcs were sure to use once they saw that their quarry was trapped.
Just as he thought it, he saw an orc take aim at him with the lethal arrow. "This is it," Legolas thought to himself.
Legolas saw that the orc was about to release it's arrow and he closed his eyes, waiting for the impact and then death that would certainly follow. The impact never came however.
Just when he was expecting to feel the impact of the arrow, he heard a war cry and the sound of a body falling to the floor.
Legolas opened his eyes in surprise, looking to see who had come to his rescue. When he saw whom it was that had rescued him, the Prince's blue eyes went wide with shock.
"ESTEL!" he called out in surprised shock as he watched the young human slay the orcs and wargs that were heading for Legolas.
"WATCH OUT," Legolas cried out in warning as a warg slipped behind Estel, ready to strike the human down without Estel ever knowing what had hit him.
A/N 2: Hehe, evil cliffly? Runs from advancing readers with pitchforks. I'll update soon, gotta run!
Translations:
Tithen gwador: Little brother
Tithen pen: Little one