Hmm, so the next two chapters will continue the whole flashback thing, and
then we'll get back to when the story started- okay, clear?
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Chapter Three
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Everything In Me
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Hold me when I'm here
Love me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything in me
Wants to be the one
You wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could
I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Love me when I'm wrong
You can hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone
-Three Doors Down-
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"You sent for me, Father?" Legolas bowed a knee in respect as he swiftly crossed the room to where his father lay motionless on the bed, his head turning in acknowledgement to his son's presence.
Legolas had been given the news of his Father's illness, and was trying hard to conceal his worry. Thranduil's face was pale and creased, his hands weak in Legolas' grasp.
Legolas stiffened at a sound behind him and turned to face Mahtan, his uncle. He nodded a polite greeting, but Mahtan was not going to let him turn back to his father.
Gripping the young prince by the shoulder, he turned him roughly so that they were facing each other. Legolas' ocean blue eyes flashed right back into his uncle's beady black ones, as Legolas stiffened and held his chin up, knowing he became taller than Mahtan when he did this.
"Well, well," Mahtan sneered. "Looks like you've gotten yourself in a little too deep this time."
"What..?" The prince began incredulously, but Mahtan cut him off.
Everyone knows now that you were responsible for Raiaor's death." He spat, glaring dangerously at the prince and tightening his grip on his shoulder painfully.
Legolas set his jaw. "I don't know what you are talking about Mahtan; that is over and done with. I am not a murderer, if that is what you are trying to say. Raiaor's death was of his own wrongdoings. I had no part in it."
"Oh didn't you now? And how can you be sure of that, Greenleaf? If I am not mistaken, you are the only witness, and it was your blade that dealt the final death-blow. Am I not correct?"
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Raiaor lunged, his eyes glittering with a ruthless anger as Legolas darted to keep the table between himself and the angry warrior. He had his small dagger gripped in one fist, but was reluctant to use it on the man, who did not seem to be in control of his mind at the moment, even though he wielded a broad stabbing-sword.
The elf had already had private misgivings about the hunting party of humans that were his uncle's guests for the time. Raiaor especially- the man was so violent and cold, and now he had attacked, without warning, the prince himself. Legolas was sure the man had been hired to assassinate him, but by whom?
Legolas had been forced to defend himself until help came or he could find a way to escape. There were no windows in the great hall and the human kept himself between the elf and the great wooden doors. The servant's entrance was a long shot, but he had to try it or one of them would inevitably be killed. Legolas did not wish that person to be him.
He leapt up and over the corner of the table, shooting like an arrow from a string towards the door. Raiaor was on top of the elf in an instant. Legolas felt the air knocked painfully from his body as he smashed down into the stone floor, the human on top of him.
"Say goodbye- elf!" The man snarled, raising his wicked blade.
As he brought down the sword, Legolas reached out at the last minute, catching the human's forearm and bending all his strength to keeping it suspended in mid-air, only inches from his exposed throat. Time seemed to drag on into hours as they struggled for possession of the sword.
Legolas soon realized it was useless, and quickly jerked the humans arm to the right and released. The blade sliced down and plunged into Legolas' forearm, but at least it missed it's intended target of his throat.
Jamming his own dagger upwards, Legolas' blade rammed into the man's chest, piercing his heart. Blood gushed from the wound, covering man and elf alike. The man went limp, and Legolas threw him off, exhausted.
He did not move from his position for a few moments as he rested his head back against the cold floor, saying a silent prayer for the life he had taken and trying to get his breath back.
The doors flew open and he heard the soft footfalls of many elven boots. Thailden, sword drawn, let out a gasp as he saw the prince covered in blood, and rushed anxiously to his side, fearing the worst.
Legolas' eyes shot open in surprise as he felt himself being lifted into a sitting position, "Thailden?" He murmured, feeling strangely tired.
"Oh, you're alive!" The guard's relief was obvious, but Legolas felt the worst was not over. Waves of nausea overcame him when he shifted even slightly, and he teetered unsteadily.
"Where are you hurt, my lord?" Thailden watched in concern as Legolas swayed and his face went pale.
"I- I, I don't know..." Legolas started to answer, but the weakness overcame him and he fell back, Thailden's strong arms catching him just an instant before he hit the ground.
Legolas tried to sit up again, and managed slowly as he turned onto his side and struggled to his feet. Thailden pulled his arm over his shoulder and helped him out into the hall, where he sank down onto a bench. Thailden sent one of the soldiers for a healer as he anxiously checked over Legolas' bleeding arm. It was not dangerously deep, but the amount of freely flowing blood worried him.
Legolas felt like nothing could be better at the moment than giving in to the tempting darkness pulling at his mind and falling asleep for a long, long time, but the sight of his uncle raging down the hall stopped him. The look of rage and hate on Mahtan's face was deadly, but when he saw Legolas' wide eyes watching his thundering approach, he quickly masked his feelings.
That idiot Raiaor had failed him once again.
~ -*~ * ~*- ~ Another short chapter, I know! Next one's really long, trust me! Wow,
only two chapters and 10 reviews already? Thanks sooo much, you're
inspiring! You guys are so great, don't stop reviewing!
~ -*~ * ~*- ~
Effigy- Thanx! ^-^
Farflung- lol, Scary chapter? Couldn't have said it better myself! :P Angst? Don't worry- you will not be disappointed! A little in this chap and the next chapter has a fair bit too- it's a lot longer than this one, in fact I think it was originally two chapters that I combined!
Legolas-gurl88- lol, a one time thing, but I'm going to aim for posting every other day if I can! I'm really glad you like it! Yeah, I do live in CA! So you live in Oregon? I was up there just a couple weeks ago with my mom! Lot a friendly people up there! Yeah, so I'm rambling when you probably mean Nevada or something.... :P
Angelbird12241- Thanks a bunch, and sorry it took a bit for this chap!
Laswen- lol! This story will contain several cliffies, let me warn you, but it's nothing compared to my other story, where that's true for every chapter! I'm going to finish the other one before I post it, so far it only has about 19 loooong chapters, out of like 30! That'll be up sometime next- um, next decade....
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Chapter Three
~ -*~ * ~*- ~
Everything In Me
~ -*~ * ~*- ~
Hold me when I'm here
Love me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything in me
Wants to be the one
You wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could
I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Love me when I'm wrong
You can hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone
-Three Doors Down-
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"You sent for me, Father?" Legolas bowed a knee in respect as he swiftly crossed the room to where his father lay motionless on the bed, his head turning in acknowledgement to his son's presence.
Legolas had been given the news of his Father's illness, and was trying hard to conceal his worry. Thranduil's face was pale and creased, his hands weak in Legolas' grasp.
Legolas stiffened at a sound behind him and turned to face Mahtan, his uncle. He nodded a polite greeting, but Mahtan was not going to let him turn back to his father.
Gripping the young prince by the shoulder, he turned him roughly so that they were facing each other. Legolas' ocean blue eyes flashed right back into his uncle's beady black ones, as Legolas stiffened and held his chin up, knowing he became taller than Mahtan when he did this.
"Well, well," Mahtan sneered. "Looks like you've gotten yourself in a little too deep this time."
"What..?" The prince began incredulously, but Mahtan cut him off.
Everyone knows now that you were responsible for Raiaor's death." He spat, glaring dangerously at the prince and tightening his grip on his shoulder painfully.
Legolas set his jaw. "I don't know what you are talking about Mahtan; that is over and done with. I am not a murderer, if that is what you are trying to say. Raiaor's death was of his own wrongdoings. I had no part in it."
"Oh didn't you now? And how can you be sure of that, Greenleaf? If I am not mistaken, you are the only witness, and it was your blade that dealt the final death-blow. Am I not correct?"
~ -*~ * ~*- ~
Raiaor lunged, his eyes glittering with a ruthless anger as Legolas darted to keep the table between himself and the angry warrior. He had his small dagger gripped in one fist, but was reluctant to use it on the man, who did not seem to be in control of his mind at the moment, even though he wielded a broad stabbing-sword.
The elf had already had private misgivings about the hunting party of humans that were his uncle's guests for the time. Raiaor especially- the man was so violent and cold, and now he had attacked, without warning, the prince himself. Legolas was sure the man had been hired to assassinate him, but by whom?
Legolas had been forced to defend himself until help came or he could find a way to escape. There were no windows in the great hall and the human kept himself between the elf and the great wooden doors. The servant's entrance was a long shot, but he had to try it or one of them would inevitably be killed. Legolas did not wish that person to be him.
He leapt up and over the corner of the table, shooting like an arrow from a string towards the door. Raiaor was on top of the elf in an instant. Legolas felt the air knocked painfully from his body as he smashed down into the stone floor, the human on top of him.
"Say goodbye- elf!" The man snarled, raising his wicked blade.
As he brought down the sword, Legolas reached out at the last minute, catching the human's forearm and bending all his strength to keeping it suspended in mid-air, only inches from his exposed throat. Time seemed to drag on into hours as they struggled for possession of the sword.
Legolas soon realized it was useless, and quickly jerked the humans arm to the right and released. The blade sliced down and plunged into Legolas' forearm, but at least it missed it's intended target of his throat.
Jamming his own dagger upwards, Legolas' blade rammed into the man's chest, piercing his heart. Blood gushed from the wound, covering man and elf alike. The man went limp, and Legolas threw him off, exhausted.
He did not move from his position for a few moments as he rested his head back against the cold floor, saying a silent prayer for the life he had taken and trying to get his breath back.
The doors flew open and he heard the soft footfalls of many elven boots. Thailden, sword drawn, let out a gasp as he saw the prince covered in blood, and rushed anxiously to his side, fearing the worst.
Legolas' eyes shot open in surprise as he felt himself being lifted into a sitting position, "Thailden?" He murmured, feeling strangely tired.
"Oh, you're alive!" The guard's relief was obvious, but Legolas felt the worst was not over. Waves of nausea overcame him when he shifted even slightly, and he teetered unsteadily.
"Where are you hurt, my lord?" Thailden watched in concern as Legolas swayed and his face went pale.
"I- I, I don't know..." Legolas started to answer, but the weakness overcame him and he fell back, Thailden's strong arms catching him just an instant before he hit the ground.
Legolas tried to sit up again, and managed slowly as he turned onto his side and struggled to his feet. Thailden pulled his arm over his shoulder and helped him out into the hall, where he sank down onto a bench. Thailden sent one of the soldiers for a healer as he anxiously checked over Legolas' bleeding arm. It was not dangerously deep, but the amount of freely flowing blood worried him.
Legolas felt like nothing could be better at the moment than giving in to the tempting darkness pulling at his mind and falling asleep for a long, long time, but the sight of his uncle raging down the hall stopped him. The look of rage and hate on Mahtan's face was deadly, but when he saw Legolas' wide eyes watching his thundering approach, he quickly masked his feelings.
That idiot Raiaor had failed him once again.
~ -*~ * ~*- ~ Another short chapter, I know! Next one's really long, trust me! Wow,
only two chapters and 10 reviews already? Thanks sooo much, you're
inspiring! You guys are so great, don't stop reviewing!
~ -*~ * ~*- ~
Effigy- Thanx! ^-^
Farflung- lol, Scary chapter? Couldn't have said it better myself! :P Angst? Don't worry- you will not be disappointed! A little in this chap and the next chapter has a fair bit too- it's a lot longer than this one, in fact I think it was originally two chapters that I combined!
Legolas-gurl88- lol, a one time thing, but I'm going to aim for posting every other day if I can! I'm really glad you like it! Yeah, I do live in CA! So you live in Oregon? I was up there just a couple weeks ago with my mom! Lot a friendly people up there! Yeah, so I'm rambling when you probably mean Nevada or something.... :P
Angelbird12241- Thanks a bunch, and sorry it took a bit for this chap!
Laswen- lol! This story will contain several cliffies, let me warn you, but it's nothing compared to my other story, where that's true for every chapter! I'm going to finish the other one before I post it, so far it only has about 19 loooong chapters, out of like 30! That'll be up sometime next- um, next decade....