Chapter Title: The Escape 6/15
For disclaimer, summary, etc: please refer to chapter one.
A/N:
Five AM when this is being put into HTML to be posted. ::checks:: Okay 5:15. Note to self: save reviews as they come in inbox. For some reason does not show them all, gah ...
::yawns widely:: So anyway, enjoy! ::eg::
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The orc leader growled low in his throat, stomping through the hastily erected camp. What was left of his group was a sorry number - about half their original count. Of those, most were injured - some severely - and complaining. Snapping his whip, he brought them to attention.
"Listen up maggots. I don't care if you're a step away from death! Our orders remain the same. Find the heir and take him to our master. Whoever decides to disobey ..." He slung a rather large knife into a nearby tree for example.
"Now, we find him. Dead or alive. Before those cursed elves do!"
Spitting on the ground, he snapped the whip again. The company all trudged outwards, sniffing and growling. He gave a grim smile. He would find that brat of a human ... alive ... or dead.
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Elrond groaned, leaning against the firm body of one of his best friends. He wondered why his life had to be so difficult. Wasn't being an elf lord enough stress?! Obviously not.
"We're getting closer." Glorfindel informed Elrond.
"I know."
"What if he is captured, my friend? Or worse?" Glorfindel pitched his voice so that the twins could not hear him.
"We can only hope that has not happened. And pray for the best if it has."
Glorfindel held his next question and remained silent, as he felt the tears falling upon his back, dampening his tunic. He prayed Estel was alive, for the sake of everyone.
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Legolas winced as he woke once more, but the majority of his headache had now disappeared. His vision had also cleared as well, a most welcome improvement. Waiting a few moments for the lingering effects to fade away, he pushed back the light blanket that covered him and stood up.
The room spun for quite a bit before he was able to take a steady step. Smiling to himself, he took another, and another. When he reached the door, he winced as a very loud voice interrupted him. So maybe his headache wasn't completely gone then ...
"Legolas Thranduilion! What in the name of Elbereth do you think you are doing out of that bed?!" Linden asked, moving to push Legolas back.
"I'm leaving to find Estel! Now let me go!" Legolas resisted, struggling to get to the door. He had to find Estel, there wasn't much time left. He couldn't afford any type of delays or distractions.
"No, I forbid it! Lord Elrohir has ordered to keep you in bed and that is where you shall stay!"
Legolas sighed. "In that case Master Linden, I truly am sorry."
The healer looked confused. "For what?"
"For this." Legolas drew back with his good arm and struck Linden across the head, knocking him unconscious. The Mirkwood elf made to catch him, but his injuries slowed him down dramatically. Linden fell with a dull thud upon the floor.
"Oops." Legolas supposed he should have felt some sympathy for the poor elf he just knocked out, but could not find it within himself. With a small shrug he quietly made his way out the door to get ready. Estel was waiting ...
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Somewhere in the quiet night, a boy coughed. Estel was still unconscious, surrounded by a pool of red. Creatures that survived the landslide come to stare at his body, eyeing him greedily.
In his mind, Estel screamed for his father. He screamed for his friends, his brothers. Anybody who could drive away this pain and suffering he was forced to endure. Cold winds blew, causing his body to shake. His lips slowly turned blue as hypothermia set in. The freezing death.
If he were awake, Estel might have found the strength to panic. As it were though, he wasn't. And so, he was unaware of the time slipping by, bringing him closer to death. Whether it be from injuries, or the cold, or even orcs or scavengers. Or possibly ... the slowly rising water threatening to drown him.
Reviews -
Hiei-Rulez - LOL yes Legolas, poor little elf. He seems to spend a lot of time in the healing room, haha! And don't we ::all:: hope they find Estel?? Hehehehe! Oh and I do believe I have already read your LotR fics. They're really good! :-) Haven't reviewed them, sorry - usually when I read I just power read and try to get offline quickly as possible. One phone line and dial up connection ... not fun.
Catmint - LOL Glorfindel rules. ::ahem:: ::is not obsessed with him:: ::at all:: ::eg:: Complete and UTTER boredom, mind you. I know how he feels. ;-) Did you know there were 26 light hangings in my old school's cafeteria? Hahahaha!
KAT15 - LOL you got it, thanks.
grumpy - Estel becoming one with the ground ::snicker:: that's a good way to put it! They're all in trouble it seems. ::coughs innocently::
Gozilla - Thanks! :-)
leggylover03 - LMAO! Wench. I shall take my revenge and mourn the label gun. In the meantime the Horn of Gondor looks rather nice ;-)
Elwen the Insane Elf - LMAO!!!!!!!! And okay I'll tell you - they're all in deep crap. ;-) ::ahem:: ::innocent grin::
Deana - LOL Thanks! Hopes this was soon enough as I posted it a few days late, haha!
RenegadeKitsune - Beans?? ... er ... ::Runs:: LOL!
Mornflower - LMAO! Yes, everything is against them at the moment. ::evil grin::
ArbDreamer - LMAO!!!!! Your wish is my command.
Insanely Cool Chick(evil) - LOL Thanks. And sorry, although I do love slash, this fic is already written and is completely gen. No slash now or in future chapters. ;-)
Okay! Now if I replied to someone twice (once in this chapter once in previous chapter) OR didn't reply to you sorry! Some people reviewed chapter four after I posted it and a few chapter five, so I tried to get all I saw. It is now 5:30 AM and I really need sleep, haha. So lots of apologies for any errors and the short replies to the reviews. The keyboard keeps getting closer .. and closer ... and closer ..... ::splat:: ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
::Random elf comes and scoops up Trin, rolls eyes, dumps her on mattress as she lets out an "OOF!"::
For disclaimer, summary, etc: please refer to chapter one.
A/N:
Five AM when this is being put into HTML to be posted. ::checks:: Okay 5:15. Note to self: save reviews as they come in inbox. For some reason does not show them all, gah ...
::yawns widely:: So anyway, enjoy! ::eg::
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The orc leader growled low in his throat, stomping through the hastily erected camp. What was left of his group was a sorry number - about half their original count. Of those, most were injured - some severely - and complaining. Snapping his whip, he brought them to attention.
"Listen up maggots. I don't care if you're a step away from death! Our orders remain the same. Find the heir and take him to our master. Whoever decides to disobey ..." He slung a rather large knife into a nearby tree for example.
"Now, we find him. Dead or alive. Before those cursed elves do!"
Spitting on the ground, he snapped the whip again. The company all trudged outwards, sniffing and growling. He gave a grim smile. He would find that brat of a human ... alive ... or dead.
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Elrond groaned, leaning against the firm body of one of his best friends. He wondered why his life had to be so difficult. Wasn't being an elf lord enough stress?! Obviously not.
"We're getting closer." Glorfindel informed Elrond.
"I know."
"What if he is captured, my friend? Or worse?" Glorfindel pitched his voice so that the twins could not hear him.
"We can only hope that has not happened. And pray for the best if it has."
Glorfindel held his next question and remained silent, as he felt the tears falling upon his back, dampening his tunic. He prayed Estel was alive, for the sake of everyone.
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Legolas winced as he woke once more, but the majority of his headache had now disappeared. His vision had also cleared as well, a most welcome improvement. Waiting a few moments for the lingering effects to fade away, he pushed back the light blanket that covered him and stood up.
The room spun for quite a bit before he was able to take a steady step. Smiling to himself, he took another, and another. When he reached the door, he winced as a very loud voice interrupted him. So maybe his headache wasn't completely gone then ...
"Legolas Thranduilion! What in the name of Elbereth do you think you are doing out of that bed?!" Linden asked, moving to push Legolas back.
"I'm leaving to find Estel! Now let me go!" Legolas resisted, struggling to get to the door. He had to find Estel, there wasn't much time left. He couldn't afford any type of delays or distractions.
"No, I forbid it! Lord Elrohir has ordered to keep you in bed and that is where you shall stay!"
Legolas sighed. "In that case Master Linden, I truly am sorry."
The healer looked confused. "For what?"
"For this." Legolas drew back with his good arm and struck Linden across the head, knocking him unconscious. The Mirkwood elf made to catch him, but his injuries slowed him down dramatically. Linden fell with a dull thud upon the floor.
"Oops." Legolas supposed he should have felt some sympathy for the poor elf he just knocked out, but could not find it within himself. With a small shrug he quietly made his way out the door to get ready. Estel was waiting ...
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Somewhere in the quiet night, a boy coughed. Estel was still unconscious, surrounded by a pool of red. Creatures that survived the landslide come to stare at his body, eyeing him greedily.
In his mind, Estel screamed for his father. He screamed for his friends, his brothers. Anybody who could drive away this pain and suffering he was forced to endure. Cold winds blew, causing his body to shake. His lips slowly turned blue as hypothermia set in. The freezing death.
If he were awake, Estel might have found the strength to panic. As it were though, he wasn't. And so, he was unaware of the time slipping by, bringing him closer to death. Whether it be from injuries, or the cold, or even orcs or scavengers. Or possibly ... the slowly rising water threatening to drown him.
Reviews -
Hiei-Rulez - LOL yes Legolas, poor little elf. He seems to spend a lot of time in the healing room, haha! And don't we ::all:: hope they find Estel?? Hehehehe! Oh and I do believe I have already read your LotR fics. They're really good! :-) Haven't reviewed them, sorry - usually when I read I just power read and try to get offline quickly as possible. One phone line and dial up connection ... not fun.
Catmint - LOL Glorfindel rules. ::ahem:: ::is not obsessed with him:: ::at all:: ::eg:: Complete and UTTER boredom, mind you. I know how he feels. ;-) Did you know there were 26 light hangings in my old school's cafeteria? Hahahaha!
KAT15 - LOL you got it, thanks.
grumpy - Estel becoming one with the ground ::snicker:: that's a good way to put it! They're all in trouble it seems. ::coughs innocently::
Gozilla - Thanks! :-)
leggylover03 - LMAO! Wench. I shall take my revenge and mourn the label gun. In the meantime the Horn of Gondor looks rather nice ;-)
Elwen the Insane Elf - LMAO!!!!!!!! And okay I'll tell you - they're all in deep crap. ;-) ::ahem:: ::innocent grin::
Deana - LOL Thanks! Hopes this was soon enough as I posted it a few days late, haha!
RenegadeKitsune - Beans?? ... er ... ::Runs:: LOL!
Mornflower - LMAO! Yes, everything is against them at the moment. ::evil grin::
ArbDreamer - LMAO!!!!! Your wish is my command.
Insanely Cool Chick(evil) - LOL Thanks. And sorry, although I do love slash, this fic is already written and is completely gen. No slash now or in future chapters. ;-)
Okay! Now if I replied to someone twice (once in this chapter once in previous chapter) OR didn't reply to you sorry! Some people reviewed chapter four after I posted it and a few chapter five, so I tried to get all I saw. It is now 5:30 AM and I really need sleep, haha. So lots of apologies for any errors and the short replies to the reviews. The keyboard keeps getting closer .. and closer ... and closer ..... ::splat:: ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
::Random elf comes and scoops up Trin, rolls eyes, dumps her on mattress as she lets out an "OOF!"::