A/N: Yes I know I have taken forever but no one really reviewed so I didn't see the point of trying hard to update. A little clue, the more reviews I get the faster I update. When I don't get many reviews I wonder why and update the fics that are getting more reviews. Yes I know last chapter was bad, but I had writers block. It was a slow chapter without anyone joking around or making it funny and nothing interesting happening. I'm sorry if this starts out a little slow, but it will get better a little ways in. Anyway here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR
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Chapter 9: No more then a day
Elrond had examined them all, and had some grave news. Some terribly grave news. So terrible he didn't want to think about it. He couldn't leave. He had to watch over the others, and the others couldn't leave for obvious reasons, as they were all to hurt. Elrond, deep in thought, didn't notice when Glorfindel came in, though when he finally did he got an idea.
It take maybe half a day to ride there, and half a day back. It would be extremely close but if he left now they would just make it. They would just be able to make the antidote in time.
"Glorfindel," Elrond said, walking up to him. "I need you to do something for me."
"Yes my lord?" he asked, looking nervously at the four resting in their beds.
"This is a grave situation and you must leave immediately. I need you to go find a certain herb for me, it is called mosaf. Ride east until you come to the Vanwa Lass river. Near the river will grow what I need."
"My lord, may I ask why you need this?" Glorfindel asked, ready to make haste towards the river. What could be wrong?
Elrond got a pained look on his face. He didn't want to say it, saying it would only bring the truth of the words out...but he had to say it. "It's Legolas...he has little more than a day to live."
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Glorfindel was prepared and atop his horse, listening to some last minute talk from Elrond.
"The poison will give symptoms to show time is running out, so I'll know when he's running out of time. It takes almost half a day to ride there and almost half a day back. If you move fast enough we may just make it. May the valar be with you."
"And Legolas too," Glorfindel added before riding out as fast as his horse would go. He had no time to waste.
As Elrond watched Glorfindel ride out he sighed. Unless he rode non-stop they would never make it. Turning around he walked inside, and the familiar path to the healing ward. How many times had he been forced to walk this way when his sons had come home injured? Too many to count. And now if Legolas lived...no with Legolas around he could only count on going there even more. Maybe he should just sleep there and make commands there. That was where he spent most of his time anyway.
Entering the healing ward he was surprised to see Elladan and Elrohir awake, and out of bed for that matter. "What do you think you are doing?" he demanded.
Two identical heads whipped around and broke into guilty looks. Elrond kept his face stern despite the looks. "Back in bed, both of you! You shouldn't be out of bed let alone standing."
"But Ada-"
"Now!"
Elladan and Elrohir stumbled back to their beds. By the time they got there they were glad they could be lying down again. "Ada is Legolas and Estel going to be alright?" Elladan asked.
Elrond sighed. He didn't want to worry them, but he had to tell them the truth. "Legolas is badly poisoned. If Glorfindel doesn't return with the herb I need to make the antidote in time...he'll die."
The twin's faces both matched complete masks of horror. Finally Elrohir managed to ask the question he and Elladan were wondering. "How long does he have?"
"Barley more then a day."
What they didn't know was that they had another person listening. From his position under the sheets his face too masked horror. Legolas is going to die?
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Glorfindel rode hard. He didn't know how the twins would handle it if Legolas died. He was their best friend, and Lord Elrond would feel terrible as well. He couldn't even imagine how Lord Thranduil would feel, and felt it was right of Lord Elrond to keep him in his study. If Lord Thranduil heard his son barley had more then a day to live, well who knew what would happen.
In his haste and deep thoughts, Glorfindel didn't see the low hanging branch growing ever closer. When his thoughts began to clear, and he looked up it was too late. His head went straight into the branch and he fell backwards off his horse. "That is not something that should happen to an elf," Glorfindel said, standing up and whistling for his horse. Remounting, and deciding to pay closer attention he rode on. Maybe the branch had served as a warning to be careful.
He had been riding for quite a while, never stopping. Finally he knew it was time to stop and give his horse a rest. Speaking quietly in elvish, telling her to take a drink and rest a few minutes, Glorfindel surveyed the area. He was almost where he needed to be, and it would only take about fifteen minutes to reach the river on foot. Deciding his horse would be okay for that time alone, he set out towards the river.
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"What are the symptoms he's dieing ada?" Estel asked, finding his voice. Sitting up, he look over at Elrond and his brothers, whom all looked surprised he was awake. Estel ignored the pain as he sat up and waited for an answer.
"Estel you're awake."
"Yes now please ada, tell me."
Elrond regarded his son before he began to tell him. "He will feel weak at first, unable to do much. Next he will start to burn with fever and loose consciousness. These three have already happened. He will begin to sweat and have a terrible headache that nothing will help. The next symptoms will be the last ones. He will start to see illusions in his mind, and finally he will be unable to control these illusions, and he will try to fight, more or less, us.
The room stayed silent after hearing this, and no one knew what else to say. Elrond looked down at Legolas to see sweat developing on his face and slipping down his cheeks, dripping onto his bed sheets.
"Hurry Glorfindel, "Elrond said quietly, looking out the window.
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That's all for now. Yes I know it is short, really short but I have a good reason. I need you guys to poll. I can't write anymore without it.
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