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Immortality: Part VI

You are my only

I'm sorry I don't have a wrong one love to blame

Hand over my heart I'll find my way

I will make you give to me

Immortality.

Dolgurak returned only a week later. Her clothes were torn, and her eyes were red and she was gaunt from lack of blood. She stumbled into his house and fell to the floor. Legolas saw her and quickly rushed to her side, but she pushed him away rather roughly.

"What happened to you?" he asked pain in his eyes.

"The other's, they tried to kill me, but I killed them first. And I was also severely drained of blood."

"How many were there?"

"Thirteen."

"Darling? Do you wish to drink?"

Dolgurak stared up at him, speechless for the first time since she had begun stalking this creature, but feeling utterly helpless to her hunger, and also her love for him.

"No," she finally sputtered, "I'd rather die than take your life."

"But you said-"

"I lied Legolas, I said I could kill you when I wanted to, I even believed it myself, but I love you too much."

"More than pain?"

"I am in pain, as we speak I yearn for your blood, but I will not take it. I would rather starve."

"You won't though? Will you?"

"I'd imagine so, in fact I think I might never drink another drop of blood again."

"You'll die!" he exclaimed.

"Does that really matter?" she said angrily, "I've terrorized you for these past years and yet you still long for me. You're immortal, what does the love of death's immortality mean to you?"

"It means a companion that I love."

"You don't love me, you love the way I make you feel."

"Love is love, you said it yourself once."

"So it is," she answered sighing deeply.

"Why can you not just drink from me?"

"Because I wish to die and I will do so, tonight even!" she shouted hoarsely

"You will not die this night!" he screamed startling even Dolgurak.

"Sweet prince," she said softly, "I will do what I please, remember I can still run from you. I can go where you will never find me. Be glad I chose to spend my last hours with you."

Legolas grabbed a knife from his shirt and held it threateningly at his neck. "I will slit this throat and the smell of my blood will drive you mad. You will drink it and live and I will die as you chose for me to do so long ago."

"Years are like minutes to me Legolas, I cannot bear to go on. Especially without you!"

"I feel the same."

"What do you propose I do then? Make you what I am?"

"If that's what we need to do!"

"I do not have the strength for it," said brushing the subject away, "I would have to drain you then allow you to drain me, then repeat that process many times over. We would both tire quickly."

"If so then we will die together."

"You don't realize what you're asking for, Legolas. You will have to kill to live every night forever. There is not end to this cycle," she explained.

"There is no end to how long I will be able to love you then," Legolas retorted his eyes gleaming and his hand quivering.

"What if you come to hate me, like I did to Riok? Would you kill me as I did him?"

"No, I would leave you, that would be enough to kill you and me both."

She sighed heavily. "I will not bring you to Morgoth with me."

"Then I will go first, and wait for you there." Legolas slit his throat.

He stood there, the blood just beginning to seep through the incision then it suddenly came out in a great spurt and he fell to the ground beside Dolgurak. As he lay by her knees she looked on in fear and distress. A small muffled scream issued from her lips. If she were to drink from him she could restore the wound and give him her blood mingled with his, but there was the chance of him dying before she could save him. She could be to weak to give him her living blood, what if she were to only make his death even more painful?

"You're an idiot! Legolas you hear me!" she screamed at him. He remained motionless and just stared up at her, the blood still pouring from his throat.

The aroma of the living blood enticed her greatly, but she would not take him, she would save him... somehow.

"I love you," he gurgled as the blood slipped down his chin.

"I love you," she corrected kissing his lips and taking the blood on them into her mouth. There was only one way to save him, and she would have to do that one thing.

Dolgurak licked it from his chin and began to drink his blood. She wept as she lapped the blood from his shirt like a dog. Red stained tears flowed down her face as she drank the blood of her lover. When she'd had all she could get she sealed his neck and kissed his fore head before biting a hole in her wrist and holding it to his lips.

"Drink my love, drink and we'll never say goodbye."

That's all I wrote! –DB:D

changed that one word sorry! Used to be them.