Title: Stand or Fall
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: I would love to thank all of you who have stuck by this fic. All reviews are welcome all flames will be given to my chat group to amuse them.
Now on to all you GREAT reviewers!
Beling: Thanks alot! Yes Elladan does seem to take it all on himself. and yes payback is a bitch mwhahaha
Kaorethein: Dying is bad so will they? hmmmmm??? heehee
Brilover: Longer I do not know about but they will come around every 4 days. Sorry.
leggylover4ever: No killing of Legolas? hmmmmm who me kill Legolas *feigns innocence*
Elven Kitten: Yes huggle them but soft beware their Numerous injuries
astalder27: There will be so much more torture. and thanks for reading.
Amlee: I like them to suffer it is fun
Deana: Yes poor them* heehee*
Ymmas Sirron: DO not worry they WILL find them.
Vicki Turner: Well your sanity may be gone but now here is something to help it.
]Kandice: Sorry about the chapters not being tha long but they are frequent. ANd Renmiel WILL get hers soon mwhahahaha
Jopru: Thanks for the review!
Firniswin: GAH! not the Frodo sad puppy dog look. UPdate *shoves it to you*
Thanks to all of you greta reviewers and now On with the fic!!
Chapter 21
The three elven lords moved steadily eastward hoping that soon they would reach the caves. Time seemed to stand still to the elves and the lingering feeling of gloom and despair clung to each of them. Elrond still held his son firmly against his chest. Elrohir was a small glimmer of hope that the others may still be alive.
"Shall we stop soon and rest the horses?" Celeborn said knowing he did not want to either but that the horses would not go much further without some rest. They panted yet they carried their riders on sensing the urgency in them.
Elrond looked to Thranduil and sighed "Yes let us stop just ahead in that clearing"
All three dismounted and Elrond took from his bag some food. He wanted to see if he could get Elrohir to eat. He looked much better but he knew his body needed food to help the process of healing. He took the lembas and went to sit by the others.
"Elrohir eat ion nin. Just a little for me please."
Elrohir looked to his father but relented and took the piece of lembas he was holding out. "Thank you Ada but just a small piece" he said. As he sat there and ate Thranduil came over and stood beside Elrond.
"How does he fare?"
"He is much better, thank you for asking."
Elrohir hearing their hushed voices turned to his father and said. "Ada why does she hate us so? Why does she hate men?"
Elrond looked at his son and tried to come up with an explanation. His mind whirled to the last time he had seen Renmiel and the look on her face.
"I do not know exactly my son, she blames us for her son's deaths. Because your grandfather and I joined men to help them fight in the Last Alliance. We watched as many good men and elves fell during the battle Renmiel's sons included. She blames men and us instead of Sauron."
Elrohir cast his eyes to the fire. He prayed that his brothers and friend were okay but he doubted it. He had seen the look of hate in her eyes and she took great satisfaction in the pain she caused. He let out a long breath and the lembas bread suddenly wasn't so good anymore. He could not eat knowing they were still suffering. He could feel his twin's sense of despair even now in his weakened state. The other three saw the look on his face change drastically and Elrond questioned him further.
"Can you remember anything else Elrohir? Do you remember the cave? Do you know how your brothers and Legolas fared before you collapsed?
Elrohir looked to the three sets of eyes peering at him and gulped. His eyes filled with tears as he recalled the scene he last saw.
"They are all unwell. Estel and Legolas were hurt. Elladan was hurt, and Ada she stabbed Estel" Elrohir finally said his eyes once again filling with tears, but now they fell rapidly down his face. The images of all of them were just too much.
"Do not worry Elrohir" Elrond said but his voice was not very convincing as he himself was worried. As he looked to Thranduil he saw the same look on his face. It was the look of a father worried about his son and being helpless. He knew when they did find them Valar help whomever had harmed his sons.
"Come the horses are rested let us move on" Celeborn said and all hurried to remount and be off again on the search. Elrohir was now well enough Elrond thought to hold on by himself he hoped for he wished to speed up the search.
"Are you well enough my son?" he said looking at Elrohir with concern. Elrohir simply nodded and put on his bravest front. He hoped his father fell for it. He did feel better, but his body still ached from the beating which he had taken. He was filled with a sudden grief and he nudged his father.
"Please let us hurry Ada they do not have much more time."
Elrond looked at his son and then it hit him. He knew the bond of Elrohir and his twin and if his son said to hurry then something definitly was wrong. Thranduil and Celeborn had also heard the soft urgings of Elrohir and all were now more tense than before. Without even urging the horses took off sensing their masters needs, kicking up the dry leaves of fall beneath their feet.
DO not kill me I will update again soon.
Summary: see chapter one
Disclaimer: see chapter one
A/N: I would love to thank all of you who have stuck by this fic. All reviews are welcome all flames will be given to my chat group to amuse them.
Now on to all you GREAT reviewers!
Beling: Thanks alot! Yes Elladan does seem to take it all on himself. and yes payback is a bitch mwhahaha
Kaorethein: Dying is bad so will they? hmmmmm??? heehee
Brilover: Longer I do not know about but they will come around every 4 days. Sorry.
leggylover4ever: No killing of Legolas? hmmmmm who me kill Legolas *feigns innocence*
Elven Kitten: Yes huggle them but soft beware their Numerous injuries
astalder27: There will be so much more torture. and thanks for reading.
Amlee: I like them to suffer it is fun
Deana: Yes poor them* heehee*
Ymmas Sirron: DO not worry they WILL find them.
Vicki Turner: Well your sanity may be gone but now here is something to help it.
]Kandice: Sorry about the chapters not being tha long but they are frequent. ANd Renmiel WILL get hers soon mwhahahaha
Jopru: Thanks for the review!
Firniswin: GAH! not the Frodo sad puppy dog look. UPdate *shoves it to you*
Thanks to all of you greta reviewers and now On with the fic!!
Chapter 21
The three elven lords moved steadily eastward hoping that soon they would reach the caves. Time seemed to stand still to the elves and the lingering feeling of gloom and despair clung to each of them. Elrond still held his son firmly against his chest. Elrohir was a small glimmer of hope that the others may still be alive.
"Shall we stop soon and rest the horses?" Celeborn said knowing he did not want to either but that the horses would not go much further without some rest. They panted yet they carried their riders on sensing the urgency in them.
Elrond looked to Thranduil and sighed "Yes let us stop just ahead in that clearing"
All three dismounted and Elrond took from his bag some food. He wanted to see if he could get Elrohir to eat. He looked much better but he knew his body needed food to help the process of healing. He took the lembas and went to sit by the others.
"Elrohir eat ion nin. Just a little for me please."
Elrohir looked to his father but relented and took the piece of lembas he was holding out. "Thank you Ada but just a small piece" he said. As he sat there and ate Thranduil came over and stood beside Elrond.
"How does he fare?"
"He is much better, thank you for asking."
Elrohir hearing their hushed voices turned to his father and said. "Ada why does she hate us so? Why does she hate men?"
Elrond looked at his son and tried to come up with an explanation. His mind whirled to the last time he had seen Renmiel and the look on her face.
"I do not know exactly my son, she blames us for her son's deaths. Because your grandfather and I joined men to help them fight in the Last Alliance. We watched as many good men and elves fell during the battle Renmiel's sons included. She blames men and us instead of Sauron."
Elrohir cast his eyes to the fire. He prayed that his brothers and friend were okay but he doubted it. He had seen the look of hate in her eyes and she took great satisfaction in the pain she caused. He let out a long breath and the lembas bread suddenly wasn't so good anymore. He could not eat knowing they were still suffering. He could feel his twin's sense of despair even now in his weakened state. The other three saw the look on his face change drastically and Elrond questioned him further.
"Can you remember anything else Elrohir? Do you remember the cave? Do you know how your brothers and Legolas fared before you collapsed?
Elrohir looked to the three sets of eyes peering at him and gulped. His eyes filled with tears as he recalled the scene he last saw.
"They are all unwell. Estel and Legolas were hurt. Elladan was hurt, and Ada she stabbed Estel" Elrohir finally said his eyes once again filling with tears, but now they fell rapidly down his face. The images of all of them were just too much.
"Do not worry Elrohir" Elrond said but his voice was not very convincing as he himself was worried. As he looked to Thranduil he saw the same look on his face. It was the look of a father worried about his son and being helpless. He knew when they did find them Valar help whomever had harmed his sons.
"Come the horses are rested let us move on" Celeborn said and all hurried to remount and be off again on the search. Elrohir was now well enough Elrond thought to hold on by himself he hoped for he wished to speed up the search.
"Are you well enough my son?" he said looking at Elrohir with concern. Elrohir simply nodded and put on his bravest front. He hoped his father fell for it. He did feel better, but his body still ached from the beating which he had taken. He was filled with a sudden grief and he nudged his father.
"Please let us hurry Ada they do not have much more time."
Elrond looked at his son and then it hit him. He knew the bond of Elrohir and his twin and if his son said to hurry then something definitly was wrong. Thranduil and Celeborn had also heard the soft urgings of Elrohir and all were now more tense than before. Without even urging the horses took off sensing their masters needs, kicking up the dry leaves of fall beneath their feet.
DO not kill me I will update again soon.