Author's Note:
Another early update! Phwee! *dances around in circles* I told you to keep an eyes out for your Christmas present! ^^ wow! I bet I surprised you! Lol I have these four chapter written down on paper and they just need to be transferred to the computer and to ff.net! woot! I am so proud of myself for updating early!
Also, I have not seen Return of the King yet, so don't spoil it for me! I have read the books and I already know what happens, but Peter Jackson has a way with sticking in stuff that wasn't originally written in the books by Tolkein. Such as the 'shieldboarding' down the stairs by Legolas. etc. etc.
As usual, there are responses to reviews! Now! Onto Chapter 8!
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Chapter 8: A Swift Escape
There was a blinding flash of light from below Aragorn, distracting him slightly. He was so surprised when his hand struck the branch, he only kept from falling by his instincts, on which he clasped it tightly. The opening in the canopy was right above him, the moon shining in on him. But, he glanced down, the there was a man in white. The man had a medium length white beard in robes of gleaming white waving his staff here and there, fighting off the spiders. The ranger hung by one arm to the branch, watching the newcomer. The stranger fought in a sort of dance, ducking and jabbing in a rhythmic pattern. It, then, struck the king in a moment: Gandalf! He released the branch, drawing out his sword, filled with new found hope, and joining the deadly dance.
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Legolas felt a shiver run up his spine. He and Gimli were back in the dank cell. It wasn't the cold cell wall, but he felt, and knew, that something was there that shouldn't be. The prince wasn't shackled up or manacled to the wall, but free to stroll around the cell. if he had wished to. The elf stretched out his leg again, the bones felt new in a way. The elf felt his sanity slipping like sand, the more he tried to hold onto it the more it slipped through his fingers. The prince felt to physical pain, due to the healing power of the demon, but the mental pain that was wracking his brain was great.
Across the cell sat Gimli, chained up again. The dwarf saw confusion flashing on his companion's face. He saw what an effect that the demon was already taking on the wood-elf. The short man; however, was surprised when the blonde smiled at him. The stout being cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow.
"What is it?" asked the dwarf.
"Nothing," replied a sweet, melodious voice, . too sweet.
"Don't 'nothing' me you stubborn elf!"
"Nothing is wrong."
"You're possessed by a demon!"
"I am fine, Master Dwarf. Do not."
The elf was interrupted by a soft clang, followed swiftly by softer footsteps. He tensed.
"What is it?" the dwarf asked, curiously.
"They're coming," the archer replied, his ears straining for bits of conversation. "All I can hear is 'trees.'"
"Trees?" the stout being asked.
If the situation hadn't been so serious, the blonde would've retorted, 'Yeah, the big brown things with leaves. Ever seen them?' But, he had not the heart to joke.
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Aragorn swung his blade rapidly, taking off spider legs, while Gandalf stabbed his staff into the ground, sending a shock through the spiders in the direct vicinity of the wizard. They stood back to back for a moment before each lunging out at the spiders. Dark blood sprayed out across the ground, staining the soil. A spider jumped at the two men. Gandalf raised his staff and shot a white blast at it.
"When I blind them, we must flee!" The older wizard cried out.
"They plan to escape!" came a nasty snarl from one of the spiders and they locked their circle tighter.
The other man just simply nodded curtly. The white wizard chanted the spell, and just before he finished, he made a motion for the ranger to shield his eyes. The king did as he was told and covered his eyes with his hands. There was a huge, blinding flash of light, making the entire forest brighter than day. Then, it stopped. The spiders glanced around. The two men were nowhere to be seen.
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The ranger and wizard were both on the back of Shadowfax, riding away from the Drudan Forest. The ranger was still trying to catch his breath. Their escape had been swift and they had had to run a great distance. Luckily, the wizard had left this steed in a nearby clearing for a quick getaway.
"How. Did. You. Find. Me?" asked the Gondorian in between gasps.
"You underestimate your wife," said the white wizard with a wink.
The king chuckled.
"It seems I have. How did Arwen know where I was?"
"She watched you from a tower. She saw you were heading towards the forest and suspected you were going to hide there for the night."
Aragorn nodded as the wizard chuckled warmly.
"What is it, Mithrandir?" the ranger asked, "that is amusing you? I wish to know so that I may join in on the merriment."
"She also," the older man said, smirking, "saw your escapade with the gate."
Aragorn flushed for a few moments, rubbing his sore foot for it had become sore again from all the running and the spiders. But, only before the both of them began to laugh whole-heartedly. Everything in the king's world seem to be alright before, with a start, he remembered why he was out here in the first place.
"Legolas!" He cried out.
Gandalf was surprised at the sudden outburst.
"What?" the wizard asked.
"He and Gimli were taken!"
"Where?"
"I do not know."
The ranger hung his head low and prayed that nothing horrible had become of them.
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Gimli raised an eyebrow. Legolas looked fearful and self-accusing. The prince was curling in on himself and that was clear. The dwarf would've strode straight across the stone-floored cell to comfort the despairing elf, if he could've. The manacles were too strong and he too weak. The Halfling had noticed a definite change in the blonde's attitude. The wood- elf had buried his face in his hands. The outlook appeared to be bleak, but the stout being had never made that a reason to lose hope. Sifting through his mind, the bearded Halfling remembered one elvish word that the archer had taught him,
"Do not despair, mellon-nin," He said, simply.
Shocked, Legolas looked up with a tear-stained face. The sound of his native language being spoken by the dwarf startled, but comforted him.
"W-What?" The elf asked, his voice no longer haunted by the gruff voice of the demon,
"You're going to make me repeat that confounded elvish word?" the other retorted.
The prince smirked. He knew that his companion would probably never repeat what he said, but knew he should give it a try.
"Of course," the blonde said, wiping his face on his sleeves.
Gimli smiled before letting out a hearty chuckle.
"Feeling better, lad?" he asked.
Before the elf could hold it back, his hand shot up to the seared flesh on his chest, the only place that the demon hadn't healed. It stung slightly at the touch and he felt something ripple through him. The dwarf, again, wanted merely to draw his had away from the evil one's entrance place, but could do a little more than nothing,
"Legolas!" he managed to say and the archer's eyes snapped away from the burnt shape on his chest.
The elf was going to say something, but was interrupted by the loud clang of the cell door opening.
"Come," one of the orcs said as he pulled the prince to his feet.
"Thank you," came the gruff voice again and tears slid down the blonde's face, tears that burned him with shame.
The orcs turned to Gimli and with the butt of a sword, knocked out the dwarf. The next thing he saw and remembered was that they were in a dark grove of trees with Legolas whimpering softly next to him.
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Hallo! * hands skittles to all the reviewers* Here are the response to the few that read the new chapter between now and last night at 10pm! Lol I know one of the reviewers read it during computer class. *winks* I received a death threat. and well... various things. ^^
Colacookiecarter: lol! You'll just have to keep reading to find out!
Jazi: lol! I'm not *always* late.. Am i? lol thank you!
Luvviks: O.o yeeks! maybe I should never end this story. hmmm. or never update again! *ponders both thoughts for a few moments*
LegolasLover2004: O.o meep! Okay! Okay! I plan on posting tomorrow as well!
Well. that's all folks! I plan to update tomorrow, possibly Saturday!
Dha
Another early update! Phwee! *dances around in circles* I told you to keep an eyes out for your Christmas present! ^^ wow! I bet I surprised you! Lol I have these four chapter written down on paper and they just need to be transferred to the computer and to ff.net! woot! I am so proud of myself for updating early!
Also, I have not seen Return of the King yet, so don't spoil it for me! I have read the books and I already know what happens, but Peter Jackson has a way with sticking in stuff that wasn't originally written in the books by Tolkein. Such as the 'shieldboarding' down the stairs by Legolas. etc. etc.
As usual, there are responses to reviews! Now! Onto Chapter 8!
+++++++++++++++++++++++++
Chapter 8: A Swift Escape
There was a blinding flash of light from below Aragorn, distracting him slightly. He was so surprised when his hand struck the branch, he only kept from falling by his instincts, on which he clasped it tightly. The opening in the canopy was right above him, the moon shining in on him. But, he glanced down, the there was a man in white. The man had a medium length white beard in robes of gleaming white waving his staff here and there, fighting off the spiders. The ranger hung by one arm to the branch, watching the newcomer. The stranger fought in a sort of dance, ducking and jabbing in a rhythmic pattern. It, then, struck the king in a moment: Gandalf! He released the branch, drawing out his sword, filled with new found hope, and joining the deadly dance.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas felt a shiver run up his spine. He and Gimli were back in the dank cell. It wasn't the cold cell wall, but he felt, and knew, that something was there that shouldn't be. The prince wasn't shackled up or manacled to the wall, but free to stroll around the cell. if he had wished to. The elf stretched out his leg again, the bones felt new in a way. The elf felt his sanity slipping like sand, the more he tried to hold onto it the more it slipped through his fingers. The prince felt to physical pain, due to the healing power of the demon, but the mental pain that was wracking his brain was great.
Across the cell sat Gimli, chained up again. The dwarf saw confusion flashing on his companion's face. He saw what an effect that the demon was already taking on the wood-elf. The short man; however, was surprised when the blonde smiled at him. The stout being cocked his head to the side, raising an eyebrow.
"What is it?" asked the dwarf.
"Nothing," replied a sweet, melodious voice, . too sweet.
"Don't 'nothing' me you stubborn elf!"
"Nothing is wrong."
"You're possessed by a demon!"
"I am fine, Master Dwarf. Do not."
The elf was interrupted by a soft clang, followed swiftly by softer footsteps. He tensed.
"What is it?" the dwarf asked, curiously.
"They're coming," the archer replied, his ears straining for bits of conversation. "All I can hear is 'trees.'"
"Trees?" the stout being asked.
If the situation hadn't been so serious, the blonde would've retorted, 'Yeah, the big brown things with leaves. Ever seen them?' But, he had not the heart to joke.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Aragorn swung his blade rapidly, taking off spider legs, while Gandalf stabbed his staff into the ground, sending a shock through the spiders in the direct vicinity of the wizard. They stood back to back for a moment before each lunging out at the spiders. Dark blood sprayed out across the ground, staining the soil. A spider jumped at the two men. Gandalf raised his staff and shot a white blast at it.
"When I blind them, we must flee!" The older wizard cried out.
"They plan to escape!" came a nasty snarl from one of the spiders and they locked their circle tighter.
The other man just simply nodded curtly. The white wizard chanted the spell, and just before he finished, he made a motion for the ranger to shield his eyes. The king did as he was told and covered his eyes with his hands. There was a huge, blinding flash of light, making the entire forest brighter than day. Then, it stopped. The spiders glanced around. The two men were nowhere to be seen.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The ranger and wizard were both on the back of Shadowfax, riding away from the Drudan Forest. The ranger was still trying to catch his breath. Their escape had been swift and they had had to run a great distance. Luckily, the wizard had left this steed in a nearby clearing for a quick getaway.
"How. Did. You. Find. Me?" asked the Gondorian in between gasps.
"You underestimate your wife," said the white wizard with a wink.
The king chuckled.
"It seems I have. How did Arwen know where I was?"
"She watched you from a tower. She saw you were heading towards the forest and suspected you were going to hide there for the night."
Aragorn nodded as the wizard chuckled warmly.
"What is it, Mithrandir?" the ranger asked, "that is amusing you? I wish to know so that I may join in on the merriment."
"She also," the older man said, smirking, "saw your escapade with the gate."
Aragorn flushed for a few moments, rubbing his sore foot for it had become sore again from all the running and the spiders. But, only before the both of them began to laugh whole-heartedly. Everything in the king's world seem to be alright before, with a start, he remembered why he was out here in the first place.
"Legolas!" He cried out.
Gandalf was surprised at the sudden outburst.
"What?" the wizard asked.
"He and Gimli were taken!"
"Where?"
"I do not know."
The ranger hung his head low and prayed that nothing horrible had become of them.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gimli raised an eyebrow. Legolas looked fearful and self-accusing. The prince was curling in on himself and that was clear. The dwarf would've strode straight across the stone-floored cell to comfort the despairing elf, if he could've. The manacles were too strong and he too weak. The Halfling had noticed a definite change in the blonde's attitude. The wood- elf had buried his face in his hands. The outlook appeared to be bleak, but the stout being had never made that a reason to lose hope. Sifting through his mind, the bearded Halfling remembered one elvish word that the archer had taught him,
"Do not despair, mellon-nin," He said, simply.
Shocked, Legolas looked up with a tear-stained face. The sound of his native language being spoken by the dwarf startled, but comforted him.
"W-What?" The elf asked, his voice no longer haunted by the gruff voice of the demon,
"You're going to make me repeat that confounded elvish word?" the other retorted.
The prince smirked. He knew that his companion would probably never repeat what he said, but knew he should give it a try.
"Of course," the blonde said, wiping his face on his sleeves.
Gimli smiled before letting out a hearty chuckle.
"Feeling better, lad?" he asked.
Before the elf could hold it back, his hand shot up to the seared flesh on his chest, the only place that the demon hadn't healed. It stung slightly at the touch and he felt something ripple through him. The dwarf, again, wanted merely to draw his had away from the evil one's entrance place, but could do a little more than nothing,
"Legolas!" he managed to say and the archer's eyes snapped away from the burnt shape on his chest.
The elf was going to say something, but was interrupted by the loud clang of the cell door opening.
"Come," one of the orcs said as he pulled the prince to his feet.
"Thank you," came the gruff voice again and tears slid down the blonde's face, tears that burned him with shame.
The orcs turned to Gimli and with the butt of a sword, knocked out the dwarf. The next thing he saw and remembered was that they were in a dark grove of trees with Legolas whimpering softly next to him.
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Hallo! * hands skittles to all the reviewers* Here are the response to the few that read the new chapter between now and last night at 10pm! Lol I know one of the reviewers read it during computer class. *winks* I received a death threat. and well... various things. ^^
Colacookiecarter: lol! You'll just have to keep reading to find out!
Jazi: lol! I'm not *always* late.. Am i? lol thank you!
Luvviks: O.o yeeks! maybe I should never end this story. hmmm. or never update again! *ponders both thoughts for a few moments*
LegolasLover2004: O.o meep! Okay! Okay! I plan on posting tomorrow as well!
Well. that's all folks! I plan to update tomorrow, possibly Saturday!
Dha