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Sry 'bout all the grammer and/or spelling mistakes. I'll go through and get them later.
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*~Star-Stallion - Hmmm.... we'll see....
*~Enelya Aldarion - That's actually not a bad idea..... I think I might. ^^ Thx for the review and the great idea. ^_^
*~galadriel evenstar - Yeah, I know, it was predictable, but I couldn't let them get away with no danger... well, I guess I could have... but what kinda fun would that have been. ^^;;;
Thx to you guys that reviewed, I really like to read what you guys think and I would really appreciate it if more people could review. ^^
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If it's not one thing, it's another
Chapter Six
In a Hurry
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Legolas was only getting worse as time went by. Nothing that Elrond had tried helped the poor elven archer.
The elf lord was no longer able to touch Legolas for whenever he would the elf would cry out in pain. Legolas had curled up in a ball with his arms over his head once again and even though this was a bad position for the injured elf, Elrond could do nothing to move him.
Elrond could feel the heat radiating from the blonde elf without having to put his hand on him and he was drenched in sweat.
Elrond thought of Legolas as his own son and it hurt him to see Legolas suffering so much. It was even worse that he couldn't help him; he couldn't even ease any of his pain. Elrond prayed that his sons would soon return.
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They had been fighting for a long time now and had almost killed everyone but Aragorn was now struggling. His head was pounding before but now he thought it was about to explode. He had gained even more injuries than he had when Legolas and him were fighting the orcs that they last ran into. The ranger was finding it very hard to concentrate.
Aragorn cried out in pain when a warg jumped at him and latched itself to his arm. Luckily for him the warg had bitten the arm without the sword so he brought up the sword and struck the creature, killing it instantely.
He fell to his knees no longer able to support himself, the pain in his head too great; the wound he had just received not helping any. He clutched his head against the pain and fell to the ground.
Aragorn tried to will himself up. He didn't know how his brothers were fairing and couldn't leave them to fight alone. They also had to kill the orcs and wargs quickly so they could return to Imladris and to Legolas.
When Elrohir heard Aragorn's shout he looked over to see him fall. Thinking the worse he rushed over to him, heedless of the danger.
An orc swung its sword at him; he didn't have enough time to block it. Just as he was about to get hit, he saw an arrow pierce the orc, quickly killing it.
Looking to the direction the arrow had came from he saw that Elladan had his bow in hand. He looked very relieved. He quickly continued fighting, going back to his sword.
"Hannon le." Elrohir whispered and continued to Aragorn.
Reaching him he was glad to find that he still had a pulse. He wanted to help him but couldn't, the horses had their equipment and he didn't have time. Elrohir looked over to Elladan seeing that he was fighting off almost more enemies than he could handle. "I am sorry but I have to help him." He spoke to the unconscious human. He knew that it would turn out best if he helped Elladan fight the rest of their enemies, seeing that his brother was starting to struggle with them, the battle had been quite a long one so far. He didn't want his twin to fight alone anyway.
Elrohir gestured for Elladan to come to him, hoping that it would be possible; Elladan wasn't too far from them.
Elladan had somehow managed to see the sign and was also able to get to his brothers without any pain.
They both stood guard over their fallen brother. "How is he?" Elladan asked his twin, while blocking an attack.
"He will live."
"I have no doubt of that." The older twin had looked at Aragorn before engaging in the battle once more.
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Legolas, who had been holding back his cries of pain before, was no longer able to. Every time Elrond heard the younger elf it tore at his heart. The worse part was he still couldn't do anything to ease his pain. Legolas' breathing, which had already been bad enough, was only getting worse.
The elf lord, who did have some hope before his sons set out, was quickly losing what was left. 'Please spare him.' He silently prayed.
He picked up the rag from the water and gently ran it across Legolas' forehead. To his surprise the elven archer didn't scream in pain but actually seemed to calm down a bit, which was a great relief. He was still worried though, the elf's breathing was getting too shallow; his fever was rising even more, if possible.
"Hold on Legolas, just a while longer, please." The elf practically begged the ailing elf.
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Elrohir thrusted his blade into the enemies' chest, twisted it and then pulled it out. The last orc fell.
Elladan also killed his opponent, this one being the last warg. They were finally done with the battle gaining no life threatening injuries, which could have been a first.
They quickly dropped their weapons and turned to Aragorn. They crouched down and looked him over. His only major injury was the bite extending from his shoulder to his elbow. It was pretty deep and was bleeding quite a bit. They needed to treat him quickly because of the possibility of infection, not to mention all the blood loss.
Elladan had been too absorbed in checking Aragorn's injuries that he hadn't noticed Elrohir calling for their horses. He hadn't even noticed his twin until he handed him the bag with the herbs and bandages. Elladan smiled gratefully up at his younger twin and got to work on Aragorn.
When he was done he was relieved to find no serious injuries. The bite was even better than they had first thought, once rid of the blood that had been surrounding it.
"We must move." Elrohir told him once he noticed that Elladan had finished, of course he had helped out though.
Elladan had almost forgotten that they were in such a hurry while treating Aragorn's injuries. He then nodded but asked, "What of your injuries?"
"They are of no importance; we must hurry." He brushed off the question and picked up Aragorn.
"Let him ride with me." Elladan said. When he saw the look on his brother's face of disagreement he said, "I have more skills with healing so it would be best, incase something happens."
Elrohir didn't argue, knowing it to be true. Elladan was better at healing, just as he was better at fighting.
The younger sibling brought Aragorn over to his twin, who had gotten on his horse and then he carefully handed Aragorn over to him. When he was sure Elladan had a good hold on him he went over to his own horse and gracefully got on.
He brought his horse over to Elladan. "I will grab the pouch with the arrow and ride ahead. We should not waste any time." He should have thought of the idea before they had gotten Aragorn on the horse, now it would be harder to take it.
They both stopped. Elrohir first looked to see where it was and was relieved to find it in an easy spot to reach. He carefully untied it from Aragorn's belt; then he said a good bye to Elladan and sped off to Imladris.
Elladan also said something but it wasn't a good bye, it was a good luck. 'I hope he will get there on time.' he shook his head. 'Of course he will!' He corrected himself, angry at himself for even thinking that Elrohir wouldn't be able to.
The older twin started his horse at a walking pace. He didn't want it to go too fast, it could hurt Aragorn more or even wake him up, both possibilities being bad.
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About a couple hours later none of his sons had returned; it greatly worried the elf lord. He still had a feeling something had happened to them and as the hours went by it only made him feel worse. 'They should have made it back by now.'
Elrond paced back and forth near Legolas' bed. He looked over when he heard another cry of agony from the poor elf. Even though there had been a lot of screams from him, he still wasn't used to it and probably never would be. 'He should not have to suffer so.'
The elder elf had looked over at Legolas when he heard another scream and was surprised to see that Legolas' eyes were actually open. They had been closed for hours, very few times had they opened since his sons left.
The smile on Elrond's face soon turned into a frown when he saw that Legolas's eyes showed pain and the need to escape it.
He sat back down on the chair by Legolas. "I am sorry but I cannot help you at the moment." He let out a long sigh. "I will be able to soon." He didn't let his doubt show through his voice. He knew that Legolas needed all the hope he could get. At the time he didn't look like he was the least bit hopeful.
To Elrond's dismay, Legolas just closed his eyes. He didn't say anything or even nod; his breath coming out in quick gasps.
Then he heard something; it sounded like someone was shouting for him.
He jumped from the chair realizing that it was one of his sons. He didn't want to leave Legolas but didn't have much of a choice, he needed to hurry so he could get the arrow and make the antidote.
After some hesitation he ran to the shouting.
Elrond frowned. Only one of his sons had returned. "Where are Estel and Elladan?"
"They will be back shortly." Elrohir replied while jumping off his horse and handing the pouch over to Elrond. "We ran into orcs; Estel is hurt but will live. How is Legolas?" He hoped that the blonde elf faired better than he thought. He had a bad feeling about Legolas for quite some time now.
"He is in great pain. I must hurry." Elrong answered while giong to his study.
Elrohir went to the healing rooms; to Legolas. He had to see how he was doing himself.
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How was it? I hope it was alright. I think that the next chapt for this may be out this weekend... not sure though.
Plz Review!!
Ja ne ^_~
Sry 'bout all the grammer and/or spelling mistakes. I'll go through and get them later.
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Review Responses
*~Star-Stallion - Hmmm.... we'll see....
*~Enelya Aldarion - That's actually not a bad idea..... I think I might. ^^ Thx for the review and the great idea. ^_^
*~galadriel evenstar - Yeah, I know, it was predictable, but I couldn't let them get away with no danger... well, I guess I could have... but what kinda fun would that have been. ^^;;;
Thx to you guys that reviewed, I really like to read what you guys think and I would really appreciate it if more people could review. ^^
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If it's not one thing, it's another
Chapter Six
In a Hurry
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Legolas was only getting worse as time went by. Nothing that Elrond had tried helped the poor elven archer.
The elf lord was no longer able to touch Legolas for whenever he would the elf would cry out in pain. Legolas had curled up in a ball with his arms over his head once again and even though this was a bad position for the injured elf, Elrond could do nothing to move him.
Elrond could feel the heat radiating from the blonde elf without having to put his hand on him and he was drenched in sweat.
Elrond thought of Legolas as his own son and it hurt him to see Legolas suffering so much. It was even worse that he couldn't help him; he couldn't even ease any of his pain. Elrond prayed that his sons would soon return.
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They had been fighting for a long time now and had almost killed everyone but Aragorn was now struggling. His head was pounding before but now he thought it was about to explode. He had gained even more injuries than he had when Legolas and him were fighting the orcs that they last ran into. The ranger was finding it very hard to concentrate.
Aragorn cried out in pain when a warg jumped at him and latched itself to his arm. Luckily for him the warg had bitten the arm without the sword so he brought up the sword and struck the creature, killing it instantely.
He fell to his knees no longer able to support himself, the pain in his head too great; the wound he had just received not helping any. He clutched his head against the pain and fell to the ground.
Aragorn tried to will himself up. He didn't know how his brothers were fairing and couldn't leave them to fight alone. They also had to kill the orcs and wargs quickly so they could return to Imladris and to Legolas.
When Elrohir heard Aragorn's shout he looked over to see him fall. Thinking the worse he rushed over to him, heedless of the danger.
An orc swung its sword at him; he didn't have enough time to block it. Just as he was about to get hit, he saw an arrow pierce the orc, quickly killing it.
Looking to the direction the arrow had came from he saw that Elladan had his bow in hand. He looked very relieved. He quickly continued fighting, going back to his sword.
"Hannon le." Elrohir whispered and continued to Aragorn.
Reaching him he was glad to find that he still had a pulse. He wanted to help him but couldn't, the horses had their equipment and he didn't have time. Elrohir looked over to Elladan seeing that he was fighting off almost more enemies than he could handle. "I am sorry but I have to help him." He spoke to the unconscious human. He knew that it would turn out best if he helped Elladan fight the rest of their enemies, seeing that his brother was starting to struggle with them, the battle had been quite a long one so far. He didn't want his twin to fight alone anyway.
Elrohir gestured for Elladan to come to him, hoping that it would be possible; Elladan wasn't too far from them.
Elladan had somehow managed to see the sign and was also able to get to his brothers without any pain.
They both stood guard over their fallen brother. "How is he?" Elladan asked his twin, while blocking an attack.
"He will live."
"I have no doubt of that." The older twin had looked at Aragorn before engaging in the battle once more.
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Legolas, who had been holding back his cries of pain before, was no longer able to. Every time Elrond heard the younger elf it tore at his heart. The worse part was he still couldn't do anything to ease his pain. Legolas' breathing, which had already been bad enough, was only getting worse.
The elf lord, who did have some hope before his sons set out, was quickly losing what was left. 'Please spare him.' He silently prayed.
He picked up the rag from the water and gently ran it across Legolas' forehead. To his surprise the elven archer didn't scream in pain but actually seemed to calm down a bit, which was a great relief. He was still worried though, the elf's breathing was getting too shallow; his fever was rising even more, if possible.
"Hold on Legolas, just a while longer, please." The elf practically begged the ailing elf.
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Elrohir thrusted his blade into the enemies' chest, twisted it and then pulled it out. The last orc fell.
Elladan also killed his opponent, this one being the last warg. They were finally done with the battle gaining no life threatening injuries, which could have been a first.
They quickly dropped their weapons and turned to Aragorn. They crouched down and looked him over. His only major injury was the bite extending from his shoulder to his elbow. It was pretty deep and was bleeding quite a bit. They needed to treat him quickly because of the possibility of infection, not to mention all the blood loss.
Elladan had been too absorbed in checking Aragorn's injuries that he hadn't noticed Elrohir calling for their horses. He hadn't even noticed his twin until he handed him the bag with the herbs and bandages. Elladan smiled gratefully up at his younger twin and got to work on Aragorn.
When he was done he was relieved to find no serious injuries. The bite was even better than they had first thought, once rid of the blood that had been surrounding it.
"We must move." Elrohir told him once he noticed that Elladan had finished, of course he had helped out though.
Elladan had almost forgotten that they were in such a hurry while treating Aragorn's injuries. He then nodded but asked, "What of your injuries?"
"They are of no importance; we must hurry." He brushed off the question and picked up Aragorn.
"Let him ride with me." Elladan said. When he saw the look on his brother's face of disagreement he said, "I have more skills with healing so it would be best, incase something happens."
Elrohir didn't argue, knowing it to be true. Elladan was better at healing, just as he was better at fighting.
The younger sibling brought Aragorn over to his twin, who had gotten on his horse and then he carefully handed Aragorn over to him. When he was sure Elladan had a good hold on him he went over to his own horse and gracefully got on.
He brought his horse over to Elladan. "I will grab the pouch with the arrow and ride ahead. We should not waste any time." He should have thought of the idea before they had gotten Aragorn on the horse, now it would be harder to take it.
They both stopped. Elrohir first looked to see where it was and was relieved to find it in an easy spot to reach. He carefully untied it from Aragorn's belt; then he said a good bye to Elladan and sped off to Imladris.
Elladan also said something but it wasn't a good bye, it was a good luck. 'I hope he will get there on time.' he shook his head. 'Of course he will!' He corrected himself, angry at himself for even thinking that Elrohir wouldn't be able to.
The older twin started his horse at a walking pace. He didn't want it to go too fast, it could hurt Aragorn more or even wake him up, both possibilities being bad.
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About a couple hours later none of his sons had returned; it greatly worried the elf lord. He still had a feeling something had happened to them and as the hours went by it only made him feel worse. 'They should have made it back by now.'
Elrond paced back and forth near Legolas' bed. He looked over when he heard another cry of agony from the poor elf. Even though there had been a lot of screams from him, he still wasn't used to it and probably never would be. 'He should not have to suffer so.'
The elder elf had looked over at Legolas when he heard another scream and was surprised to see that Legolas' eyes were actually open. They had been closed for hours, very few times had they opened since his sons left.
The smile on Elrond's face soon turned into a frown when he saw that Legolas's eyes showed pain and the need to escape it.
He sat back down on the chair by Legolas. "I am sorry but I cannot help you at the moment." He let out a long sigh. "I will be able to soon." He didn't let his doubt show through his voice. He knew that Legolas needed all the hope he could get. At the time he didn't look like he was the least bit hopeful.
To Elrond's dismay, Legolas just closed his eyes. He didn't say anything or even nod; his breath coming out in quick gasps.
Then he heard something; it sounded like someone was shouting for him.
He jumped from the chair realizing that it was one of his sons. He didn't want to leave Legolas but didn't have much of a choice, he needed to hurry so he could get the arrow and make the antidote.
After some hesitation he ran to the shouting.
Elrond frowned. Only one of his sons had returned. "Where are Estel and Elladan?"
"They will be back shortly." Elrohir replied while jumping off his horse and handing the pouch over to Elrond. "We ran into orcs; Estel is hurt but will live. How is Legolas?" He hoped that the blonde elf faired better than he thought. He had a bad feeling about Legolas for quite some time now.
"He is in great pain. I must hurry." Elrong answered while giong to his study.
Elrohir went to the healing rooms; to Legolas. He had to see how he was doing himself.
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How was it? I hope it was alright. I think that the next chapt for this may be out this weekend... not sure though.
Plz Review!!
Ja ne ^_~