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A/N hellooooooooooooooo!!! I meant to type this up and post it over the weekend, but alas, friend's sleepovers just get in the way of things. But I promised I would do it today, so I'm really sorry for the delay and I would have done it sooner but I've had a lot of homework to do and stuff!
Ok, now I could write the whole length of this chapter just complaining about homework (but I can't be bothered!). So I'm just going to cut to the chase and here is the long awaited_
Legolas: *scoff*
Do you have a problem?
Legolas: No problem.
Well do you mind?
Legolas: Not at all. But can you get on with the story, I'm bored.
But you hate it, there's too much of you in pain in it, you know, you read the draft!
Legolas: Yeah but I just like having a go at you at the end.
Oh ha ha!
~ Reviewers~
elven-elements~ I know its evil. And I don't like that chapter. And some of your questions I can't answer till later. The Master is the Master of the Lake-town, he's in the Hobbit. I know I'm evil to torture him! But I think the worst I over. I don't think it will be that evil again (though I can't make any promises!). just read and find out.
Iimmortal-belovedI~ you'll just have to wait and see. I have some plans for Valia/Anna. I'm so glad you enjoy this!
DJ Tammykat~ I'm glad you like! And her is the next chapter!
animelegolasluver4ever~ you can't wait for the next chapter? WOW!! I'm so happy people like this!
Samwise~ Yeah, I miss her too. But I will just have to see how things go.
Oh, and I should have mentioned this in the first chapter but I think I forgot, this story may sometimes be difficult to understand as it is the sequel, so you may want to go read On The Other Side first or you may find yourself confused, but I will try to give as much information as possible for those who didn't read the first one.
Seeds Of Hope
Chapter 2~ Over The Ridge
It wasn't long before Legolas found himself been marched up to the palace to where the slave trader and the Master were waiting, to take his leave of the Lake-town and go where ever he had to. He wore a new roughly woven tunic to hide the state of his body. The guards had not been gentle in dressing Legolas' wounds. They had prodded him sharply at every opportunity and had not cleaned the wounds very well at all. He limped as he walked forwards quietly, to exhausted and hurting to even bother to struggle and to be honest, he had lost his will to fight.
They were both waiting for him, the Master of the Lake-town and the slave trader who stood next to a majestic Elven horse, Legolas noticed. Though he did not much care. He did not care for anything much anymore. He must have stolen it, he thought, or killed an Elf for it- Legolas did not count the latter.
He just wanted to curl up and go to sleep, a long ever lasting sleep with his eyes closed for once. He was so weak. In fact, the guards were literally dragging him along by the chains attached to his wrists. The human saw how weak the young Elf was and a small glint of anger flashed in his eyes once more. He called out sharply. "Hurry along! The quicker we get the Elf readied, the quicker I can be on my way!"
At this, the guards escorting Legolas gave a sharp tug on his chains, and been caught unaware, he tripped and fell to the ground in the dust. The human stepped forward but then stopped in his tracks in front of the Elf. He must be careful...
Legolas was dragged up by the scruff of his neck and set to kneel before the human's feet, his head bowed. Tousled, dirt once flowing and golden hair that was once so fair it reflected the sun's rays, fell in the Elf's face.
"These heavy chains, they are not necessary. He is too weak. Tie him to the mare so he does not think of escaping and tie her to my own horse," the human instructed indicating the Elven horse.
That is good, thought Legolas. At least he was allowed to ride. The Mater then stepped forward and addressed Legolas. "This is where we part Elf. I bid your new master luck with you, unruly beast," he scoffed nastily. "Still, you give your new Mater any grief and what has happened to you here will seem like a brisk walk through the woods of your home- prince," he added emphasizing the word 'prince' with spite on his tongue. Then the Mater turned to the slave trader." My payment," he said extending his hand to receive the small leather pouch the slave trader dropped into his palm.
"One hundred, as agreed. Now I shall take my leave," the human said with a slight hint of coolness to his voice. He turned and mounted his Elven horse. Legolas was pulled to his feet and his chains around his wrists were grudgingly removed by the guards who held him painfully tightly as though he would dare another escape. His dislocated shoulder throbbed painfully, he knew a time would come when it would have to be put back into place, and he dreaded that day. Though he thought that the pain it would cause would be nothing compared to the pain he had already been in. his hands were now bound in front of him with course ropes and he was led over to the mare that was tied to the Elven horse. He struggled up rather ungraceful and the guards bound his hands to the reins and his feet strapped to the stirrups so there was no way he could move.
"Pleasure doing business with you my friend," the Master was saying. "Maybe one day our paths will cross again!" He patted the leather pouch lovingly. "If ever I capture any more of them," he pointed towards Legolas. "I will be sure to let you know, assuming you offer me a good price such as this of course!"
"You can not put a price on an immortal life Master of the Lake-town, and I would encourage you not to bother 'capturing' any more like him," the slave trader also pointed to Legolas. "Unless you want full on war on you hands!" the human atop the Elven horse glared icily at the Mater then turned and rode away, Legolas' horse following obediently behind. they broke into a run, the slave trader was obviously desperate to get away from the Lake- town because he pushed his horse hard. The motion of the horse made Legolas feel ill. He had not ridden for quite a while now. The human looked back at him several times to make sure he had not found means of escape, Legolas thought. But the Elf showed signs of lagging and felt like passing out under the hot mid day sun that beat down upon his back. Couldn't they stop/ the ropes were digging into his bound wrists. Couldn't they rest? He was sweating all over and his dislocated shoulder was killing him. if only it really would...
"Come on! Keep up! Just over this ridge then over the river and we can stop!" the human called back. "Then you shall be free!"
But Legolas did not catch this last part. He pushed himself at first, tried to go on. But his heart was too heavy and the heat, the pain, the longing were taking over him. his vision began to blur and lack dots danced before his eyes as he slipped into the only place he had been able to escape to... unconsciousness....
A/N Oh the shortness of it all! And it was three A4 pages of my note pad too! Well, what do you think? This chapter wasn't as evil as the first one. And who exactly is this young Edain helping our dear little Elf?
Legolas: Oh I know!
You've read the draft!
Legolas: Yeah, but I still know!
Well I'm not asking you!
Legolas: Ha! Not only are you evil to me now, you're also evil to me in your stories! And when are you going to bring Valia back?
Who said she's coming back!
Legolas: Dammit!
What?
Legolas: She was so pretty. I really liked her. she has to be the best person you've ever created for one of your stories, and I should know, I've read most of the drafts.
Shut up! You can't give anything away for the series of storied I'm planning.
Legolas: Why not? Something bad always happens to me in them anyway.
Well, you've only read the draft to this one and the next one. You have no idea what else I'm planning!
Legolas: Ok, now let's just rap it up and not bore our dear readers to death! Now will you people please review and may be she will write the next chapters quick so we can find out what's happening in her mixed up world.
Couldn't have said it better myself! Thanks Leggy.
Legolas: Don't call me that!
A/N hellooooooooooooooo!!! I meant to type this up and post it over the weekend, but alas, friend's sleepovers just get in the way of things. But I promised I would do it today, so I'm really sorry for the delay and I would have done it sooner but I've had a lot of homework to do and stuff!
Ok, now I could write the whole length of this chapter just complaining about homework (but I can't be bothered!). So I'm just going to cut to the chase and here is the long awaited_
Legolas: *scoff*
Do you have a problem?
Legolas: No problem.
Well do you mind?
Legolas: Not at all. But can you get on with the story, I'm bored.
But you hate it, there's too much of you in pain in it, you know, you read the draft!
Legolas: Yeah but I just like having a go at you at the end.
Oh ha ha!
~ Reviewers~
elven-elements~ I know its evil. And I don't like that chapter. And some of your questions I can't answer till later. The Master is the Master of the Lake-town, he's in the Hobbit. I know I'm evil to torture him! But I think the worst I over. I don't think it will be that evil again (though I can't make any promises!). just read and find out.
Iimmortal-belovedI~ you'll just have to wait and see. I have some plans for Valia/Anna. I'm so glad you enjoy this!
DJ Tammykat~ I'm glad you like! And her is the next chapter!
animelegolasluver4ever~ you can't wait for the next chapter? WOW!! I'm so happy people like this!
Samwise~ Yeah, I miss her too. But I will just have to see how things go.
Oh, and I should have mentioned this in the first chapter but I think I forgot, this story may sometimes be difficult to understand as it is the sequel, so you may want to go read On The Other Side first or you may find yourself confused, but I will try to give as much information as possible for those who didn't read the first one.
Seeds Of Hope
Chapter 2~ Over The Ridge
It wasn't long before Legolas found himself been marched up to the palace to where the slave trader and the Master were waiting, to take his leave of the Lake-town and go where ever he had to. He wore a new roughly woven tunic to hide the state of his body. The guards had not been gentle in dressing Legolas' wounds. They had prodded him sharply at every opportunity and had not cleaned the wounds very well at all. He limped as he walked forwards quietly, to exhausted and hurting to even bother to struggle and to be honest, he had lost his will to fight.
They were both waiting for him, the Master of the Lake-town and the slave trader who stood next to a majestic Elven horse, Legolas noticed. Though he did not much care. He did not care for anything much anymore. He must have stolen it, he thought, or killed an Elf for it- Legolas did not count the latter.
He just wanted to curl up and go to sleep, a long ever lasting sleep with his eyes closed for once. He was so weak. In fact, the guards were literally dragging him along by the chains attached to his wrists. The human saw how weak the young Elf was and a small glint of anger flashed in his eyes once more. He called out sharply. "Hurry along! The quicker we get the Elf readied, the quicker I can be on my way!"
At this, the guards escorting Legolas gave a sharp tug on his chains, and been caught unaware, he tripped and fell to the ground in the dust. The human stepped forward but then stopped in his tracks in front of the Elf. He must be careful...
Legolas was dragged up by the scruff of his neck and set to kneel before the human's feet, his head bowed. Tousled, dirt once flowing and golden hair that was once so fair it reflected the sun's rays, fell in the Elf's face.
"These heavy chains, they are not necessary. He is too weak. Tie him to the mare so he does not think of escaping and tie her to my own horse," the human instructed indicating the Elven horse.
That is good, thought Legolas. At least he was allowed to ride. The Mater then stepped forward and addressed Legolas. "This is where we part Elf. I bid your new master luck with you, unruly beast," he scoffed nastily. "Still, you give your new Mater any grief and what has happened to you here will seem like a brisk walk through the woods of your home- prince," he added emphasizing the word 'prince' with spite on his tongue. Then the Mater turned to the slave trader." My payment," he said extending his hand to receive the small leather pouch the slave trader dropped into his palm.
"One hundred, as agreed. Now I shall take my leave," the human said with a slight hint of coolness to his voice. He turned and mounted his Elven horse. Legolas was pulled to his feet and his chains around his wrists were grudgingly removed by the guards who held him painfully tightly as though he would dare another escape. His dislocated shoulder throbbed painfully, he knew a time would come when it would have to be put back into place, and he dreaded that day. Though he thought that the pain it would cause would be nothing compared to the pain he had already been in. his hands were now bound in front of him with course ropes and he was led over to the mare that was tied to the Elven horse. He struggled up rather ungraceful and the guards bound his hands to the reins and his feet strapped to the stirrups so there was no way he could move.
"Pleasure doing business with you my friend," the Master was saying. "Maybe one day our paths will cross again!" He patted the leather pouch lovingly. "If ever I capture any more of them," he pointed towards Legolas. "I will be sure to let you know, assuming you offer me a good price such as this of course!"
"You can not put a price on an immortal life Master of the Lake-town, and I would encourage you not to bother 'capturing' any more like him," the slave trader also pointed to Legolas. "Unless you want full on war on you hands!" the human atop the Elven horse glared icily at the Mater then turned and rode away, Legolas' horse following obediently behind. they broke into a run, the slave trader was obviously desperate to get away from the Lake- town because he pushed his horse hard. The motion of the horse made Legolas feel ill. He had not ridden for quite a while now. The human looked back at him several times to make sure he had not found means of escape, Legolas thought. But the Elf showed signs of lagging and felt like passing out under the hot mid day sun that beat down upon his back. Couldn't they stop/ the ropes were digging into his bound wrists. Couldn't they rest? He was sweating all over and his dislocated shoulder was killing him. if only it really would...
"Come on! Keep up! Just over this ridge then over the river and we can stop!" the human called back. "Then you shall be free!"
But Legolas did not catch this last part. He pushed himself at first, tried to go on. But his heart was too heavy and the heat, the pain, the longing were taking over him. his vision began to blur and lack dots danced before his eyes as he slipped into the only place he had been able to escape to... unconsciousness....
A/N Oh the shortness of it all! And it was three A4 pages of my note pad too! Well, what do you think? This chapter wasn't as evil as the first one. And who exactly is this young Edain helping our dear little Elf?
Legolas: Oh I know!
You've read the draft!
Legolas: Yeah, but I still know!
Well I'm not asking you!
Legolas: Ha! Not only are you evil to me now, you're also evil to me in your stories! And when are you going to bring Valia back?
Who said she's coming back!
Legolas: Dammit!
What?
Legolas: She was so pretty. I really liked her. she has to be the best person you've ever created for one of your stories, and I should know, I've read most of the drafts.
Shut up! You can't give anything away for the series of storied I'm planning.
Legolas: Why not? Something bad always happens to me in them anyway.
Well, you've only read the draft to this one and the next one. You have no idea what else I'm planning!
Legolas: Ok, now let's just rap it up and not bore our dear readers to death! Now will you people please review and may be she will write the next chapters quick so we can find out what's happening in her mixed up world.
Couldn't have said it better myself! Thanks Leggy.
Legolas: Don't call me that!