Title: Stand or Fall
Summary: See chapter one
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A/N: Still no beta so forgive any mistakes All reviews are welcome All reviews are not
ON to my few faithful reviewers
Elven Kitten: Never too much pain muwhahahahaha ummm cough anyway here is an update
Frisha: evil hmmmmm yes I am can't help it Sauron made me do it *g*
Roccovende: Bring on the balrog for I am cold needs the heat! Here is some angst for you!
LalaithoftheBruinen: Here is MORE! for you!
Narya Silver Fox: Yes sorry for Ro. Poor him and here is more for you.
Ymmas Sirron: Here is more for you! YEs evilness RULES! muwhahaha
Firniswin: Yeah it was! lol Here is an update for you.
Thank you too all my reviewers who followed from Never Tell and to my new ones thankies!
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 5
Elrond stirred from his elven sleep and saw Celeborn already awake.
He noticed there was already a brisk fire going, and Celeborn
motioned for him to sit beside him. As Elrond did so, Celeborn turned
to him.
"Do not carry all the worries of them alone. They are my grandsons,
too, and I shall listen if you wish to talk." Elrond started to
speak, but was instead hit by a blinding vision. His whole body
spasmed, and he fell limp beside his father in law.
"Elrond what is it, what do you see!" All the yelling awoke
Thranduil, and he came over to the pair. He stared at Elrond as his
body shook as if in horrible pain. He cried out and tears streamed
from his eyes. Thranduil could only look on, utter grief masking his
usually stern face.
"Elrohir!" Elrond screamed out, then his body went limp once more. He
awoke moments later his head swimming as the dizziness tried to pass.
"What did you see, mellon nin?" Elrond looked up the tears still
fresh upon his face.
"They are hurt, and Elrohir... " he trailed off. "I do not know what
has become of him. He looked as if he were." He could not finish the
statement as he lowered his head to hide the new tears forming.
"Come, my friend, we must be strong," Thranduil said. "Our sons have
been through a lot and always managed to come out okay."
This seemed to bring Elrond from his reverie. He looked to the two
and said we must go now quickly. They move further away with each
passing moment. I fear for them, and what is still yet to happen.
Estel is but a child, and has not the strength of the rest.
"We shall not let them. Come, let us leave now; pack up the bedrolls
and let us ride on." Celeborn was not one to show his emotions but at
this moment a deep hatred boiled inside and consumed him like an
unquenchable fire. He would see the prince and his grandsons again by
Valar he would. He had lost his daughter, he would not lose another.
Shaking the thoughts clear of his mind he mounted up and they were
off.
Elladan walked on, but his mind still lingered on the sight of his
brothers battered and still form lying on the cold, cruel ground. He
had made many silent prayers to the Valar and Iluvatar that Elrohir
was somehow alive still, and that he would again see him.
He now looked to the other two. He must protect them he was the
oldest. Legolas had been his friend for many years and Estel ... he
was Estel there was no replacement for his little brother. He still
hung limply over the man's shoulder. The blood still seeping ever so
slightly from the wounds.
Legolas walked on, trying his best to stay as near to Estel as he
could. He was deep in thought as Estel stirred.
Estel cried out as he woke. "Ada! Please help me." The words spoken
ever so softly were heard by both the elves and their hearts broke.
He was merely a child, how could he endure this much longer. As Estel
awoke he was snapped back to where he was and he struggled to free
himself from the man's grasp. This sudden movement sent searing pain
through his arm and he gritted his teeth to keep from yelling.
Renmiel, noticing him now awake, chose this moment to halt them. She
walked over to Estel and picked his head up to meet hers.
"So, the child awakens. How nice of you to join us once again. It
would be a shame to have you miss all the fun by being asleep. She
then pulled something from her pocket. She held Estel's head back and
poured the foul concoction down his throat. Estel sputtered.
"What was that?"
"Oh, something to make sure you stay awake for the fun part when we
get there." Renmiel cackled to herself and walked away.
Elrond sat upon his horse trying to immerse himself in his mind. He
wanted to see his sons again, to make sure they were okay. His mind,
however, was drawing a blank and he sighed. Celeborn looked to his
son in law and saw the frustration building with each passing moment.
He hoped they found some sign of them, and soon.
Until next time!
Sorry so short!
Summary: See chapter one
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A/N: Still no beta so forgive any mistakes All reviews are welcome All reviews are not
ON to my few faithful reviewers
Elven Kitten: Never too much pain muwhahahahaha ummm cough anyway here is an update
Frisha: evil hmmmmm yes I am can't help it Sauron made me do it *g*
Roccovende: Bring on the balrog for I am cold needs the heat! Here is some angst for you!
LalaithoftheBruinen: Here is MORE! for you!
Narya Silver Fox: Yes sorry for Ro. Poor him and here is more for you.
Ymmas Sirron: Here is more for you! YEs evilness RULES! muwhahaha
Firniswin: Yeah it was! lol Here is an update for you.
Thank you too all my reviewers who followed from Never Tell and to my new ones thankies!
Now on with the fic!
Chapter 5
Elrond stirred from his elven sleep and saw Celeborn already awake.
He noticed there was already a brisk fire going, and Celeborn
motioned for him to sit beside him. As Elrond did so, Celeborn turned
to him.
"Do not carry all the worries of them alone. They are my grandsons,
too, and I shall listen if you wish to talk." Elrond started to
speak, but was instead hit by a blinding vision. His whole body
spasmed, and he fell limp beside his father in law.
"Elrond what is it, what do you see!" All the yelling awoke
Thranduil, and he came over to the pair. He stared at Elrond as his
body shook as if in horrible pain. He cried out and tears streamed
from his eyes. Thranduil could only look on, utter grief masking his
usually stern face.
"Elrohir!" Elrond screamed out, then his body went limp once more. He
awoke moments later his head swimming as the dizziness tried to pass.
"What did you see, mellon nin?" Elrond looked up the tears still
fresh upon his face.
"They are hurt, and Elrohir... " he trailed off. "I do not know what
has become of him. He looked as if he were." He could not finish the
statement as he lowered his head to hide the new tears forming.
"Come, my friend, we must be strong," Thranduil said. "Our sons have
been through a lot and always managed to come out okay."
This seemed to bring Elrond from his reverie. He looked to the two
and said we must go now quickly. They move further away with each
passing moment. I fear for them, and what is still yet to happen.
Estel is but a child, and has not the strength of the rest.
"We shall not let them. Come, let us leave now; pack up the bedrolls
and let us ride on." Celeborn was not one to show his emotions but at
this moment a deep hatred boiled inside and consumed him like an
unquenchable fire. He would see the prince and his grandsons again by
Valar he would. He had lost his daughter, he would not lose another.
Shaking the thoughts clear of his mind he mounted up and they were
off.
Elladan walked on, but his mind still lingered on the sight of his
brothers battered and still form lying on the cold, cruel ground. He
had made many silent prayers to the Valar and Iluvatar that Elrohir
was somehow alive still, and that he would again see him.
He now looked to the other two. He must protect them he was the
oldest. Legolas had been his friend for many years and Estel ... he
was Estel there was no replacement for his little brother. He still
hung limply over the man's shoulder. The blood still seeping ever so
slightly from the wounds.
Legolas walked on, trying his best to stay as near to Estel as he
could. He was deep in thought as Estel stirred.
Estel cried out as he woke. "Ada! Please help me." The words spoken
ever so softly were heard by both the elves and their hearts broke.
He was merely a child, how could he endure this much longer. As Estel
awoke he was snapped back to where he was and he struggled to free
himself from the man's grasp. This sudden movement sent searing pain
through his arm and he gritted his teeth to keep from yelling.
Renmiel, noticing him now awake, chose this moment to halt them. She
walked over to Estel and picked his head up to meet hers.
"So, the child awakens. How nice of you to join us once again. It
would be a shame to have you miss all the fun by being asleep. She
then pulled something from her pocket. She held Estel's head back and
poured the foul concoction down his throat. Estel sputtered.
"What was that?"
"Oh, something to make sure you stay awake for the fun part when we
get there." Renmiel cackled to herself and walked away.
Elrond sat upon his horse trying to immerse himself in his mind. He
wanted to see his sons again, to make sure they were okay. His mind,
however, was drawing a blank and he sighed. Celeborn looked to his
son in law and saw the frustration building with each passing moment.
He hoped they found some sign of them, and soon.
Until next time!
Sorry so short!