Author's Note:
Hey! Merry Christmas! Lol, I have one more chapter already written out after this. Only one more. then you'll have to wait a couple of days. Lol I'll leave you with a cliffie though. ) hee hee hee! I know this is post- ROTK and I have Gandalf in it. let's just say, he hasn't left for the Grey Havens yet. Alright? Good.
I rececently saw ROTK. Omg. for those who haven't seen it. all I have to say is: wow. and bring Kleenexes. Lol For those that have seen it, they know why. ;.; I held in all my tears. until I got into the car to go home and I broke down, sobbing like CRAZY! Lol My sisters took me to get ice cream, so I got sweets. I am currently listening to the ROTK soundtrack as I type, and that's making me cry. Like Titanic! XDDD
Billy Boyd is such a great singer, I'm listening to him. Hmmm. *wants Orlando to sing* In the book, he sang! But. *spots people in the audience who haven't seen ROTK yet* er. well. nevermind! I also like Aragorn's. *receives glares* er. scratch that too. -.-
My dad is going to take me to see it on Monday, again. Phwee! I will already know what happens, but . well. yeah. lol u.u the only thing that won't be good is that there will probably be more people there, since it's Christmas Break and all .
Normal Response at the bottom, do I even have to tell you guys? Now! Chapter 9!
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Chapter 9: Trees
Legolas walked up to the nearest tree and pressed a hand to the trunk. He listened for them. But, he found no sound or soul in the wood, A cold shiver ran up his spine and his hand felt as if it were on fire. He withdrew his pale hand from the bark. In its place was a burnt-in handprint in the tree. The elven prince jumped back from the silent wood. Gimli was startled at the elf's sudden movements. The dwarf had been lying on his back in the cold, wet soil, but now was sitting up, peering anxiously at the archer.
"What is it?" He asked, standing up. The stout being walked slowly over the elf and reached out to touch him.
"Don't," came a gruff reply as the blonde cringed and shied away from the rugged halfling's touch, "Touch me! Have you seen not what I have done? I am evil! I have harmed nature!"
The dwarf nearly let out a snort of laughter, but held it in, realizing the seriousness that shrouded the prince's voice.
"What?"
The elf turned from the tree, but not towards Gimli. He then pointed to the smouldering handprint. The dwarf turned to see the imprint in the bark. When the stout being turned back to the blonde, he had curled into a ball like a small puppy to expected to receive beatings or scolding. The elf rocked slightly back and forth in the dark soil, his face hidden in his nearly white hands.
"Legolas," the short man murmured.
"Leave me be!" A rough voice called back, from somewhere in the hands that covered the fair being's face.
The trees around them groaned a little, and the dwarf never knew what hit him. The last thing he remembered was the archer sobbing into his ice-cold palms just before he felt something long and hard catching him in the small of his back and the sensation of being flung up into the air coursed through him.
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Legolas hadn't heard the tree branch coming, his sobs closed out every other sound. He; however, felt himself getting crushed by the rough limb. The nearest tree to him, the one with the handprint in it, had slammed its thickest branch upon him. Bones in the archer's arms, legs, and chest began to snap under the tremendous pressure as the tree pressed harder on the helpless elf. It held its branch in place for but a few moments longer, before releasing it, assuming the prince was dead. Splinters had riddled the wood-elf's torso, letting out small bits of blood, which clung to the wood. After a few seconds, the branch caught on fire and burned like an inferno and the fair being stood up, the demon had healed him yet again. The look in his eyes could've set anything fire. Evil crept across his face. The demon was alive in him, full and taking control.
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Aragorn and Gandalf had stopped for the night, setting up a small camp. The wizard had tended to the ranger's torn back and bruised foot. The king rubbed the sore area again. He was lucky that it wasn't broken. A small fire was crackling and night had fallen on the weary travelers. They had been tracking for the entirety of the day since dawn and the escape. Estel sat against a boulder, underneath a small precipice, it was almost too dark to see anything, if not for the fire. it would have been pitch black. The man rested his tense body against he cool surface of the stone. He smiled slightly in contentment, The kind was comfortable where he sat. The pair of the, had left the realm of Gondor and were now in the plains of Rohan. It seemed so long since he chased the horde of uruk-hai across these plains, before his mind wandered back to his two missing companions. He and the white wizard hadn't picked up on the trail yet, but were destine to, eventually. He couldn't help but worry for his two friends.
"You should rest, Aragorn," came a warm voice from across the camp, breaking the silence like a whip.
"I cannot," murmured the leather-clad man, "when my thoughts are restless."
Gandalf slowly walked over the the younger of the pair and placed an arm around him.
"It will be alright," the wizard said. "We will find them. You'll see." He winked and smiled.
This made the troublesome king smile. The old wizard always had a way to cheer someone up. In the backround, the man could hear Shadowfax neighing softly and moving around to keep busy.
"Thank you, Mithrandir," He said with a smiling voice.
The white-bearded man simply smiled and said, "Now rest. We shall continue at dawn."
Aragorn smiled and drifted into sleep to the sound of the older man's voice.
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Gimli hit the soil with a thump. He ached all over. Another tree swept its branch down at him, threatening to take him airborne again, but someone blocked it. The figure was broken in two, with a loud series of snapping sounds echoing through the grove. The dwarf saw a flash of golden hair and knew that it was Legolas. He saw as the elf's spine broke, his back bending impossibly far back over the branch, ribs protruding from the torso. The limb then slammed the archer into the ground, once again making him look like an overgrown porcupine, with all the shards of wood that stuck out oddly from his broken back. The blonde laid in the soil, face down and unmoving for a few moments before his tattered flesh began spitting the pieces of branch from his back and sewing itself back up. The fair skin of the elf was once again unmarred, with the exception of his chest. He sat up and peered at the battered dwarf who was panting, and lying on the ground.
"Are you alright, Master Dwarf?" He asked, taking a few glances and the various inuries that he could see on the surface.
"You should be the one to talk, elf," replied the Halfling. "You should be dead!"
"What?"
"That branch clearly snapped your back in half!"
"I don't fell any diff-" he stopped. The demon had been healing him from the moment it had entered his soul and body. There was another loud whistle of wood flying swiftly through the air, swinging towards them. Neither moved. That was when the elven prince of Mirkwood would test the demon.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aragorn awoke with a start, night still laid thick about them like ablanket. The fire was out and Gandalf was sound asleep across from him. The ranger looked around as he tried to remember his disturbing dream.
---//dream//---
Estel strolled slowly through the gardens at Rivendell, the ones he had grown up in. The ranger peered around at the many trees that surrounded him. He smiled as he thought of Legolas and how at home the prince was when he was at Rivendell. As the man turned a cornere, he squinted his eyes to see a figure lying face down on the ground. It's golden hair was splayed out across the area around its head. The Mirkwood colors of green and brown were worn proudly and a Lothlorien cloak decked the being's back. The disturbing part, thus far, was the crimson pool of blood that surrounded it.
"Legolas!" the king exclaimed, for the figure was with no doubt, the prince of Mirkwood.
The man rolled the elf onto his back so the man could see the blonde's face. The eyes were closed and the remainder of it was twisted and contorted, two long horns reached over his friends face, which jutted out from the skull leaving the skin to lie unevenly around them. Blood stained the jade tunic, around the area of the heart, and the wood-elf's shimmering hair. But, the glow that usually emenated from the archer was not there. and neither were the pointed ears. In a sudden moment, the prince's eyes snapped open. Bloodshot and black-rimmed eyes stared out of a sunken in face and scales dotted the surface of the nearly fair skin, it too had been tinted a shade darker.
"Welcome, king of Gondor," came the demon's gruff voice, cracking the remains of the melodious voice that the ranger had once known and loved.
"What's wrong, Legolas?" asked the human.
"Nothing," the demon retorted, through the elf.
Immeadiatly, the blonde's hands reached up and ensnared the rugged man's neck, squeezing tightly.
"Legolas!" he cried out, as much as he could.
"Where he is, he cannot hear you. He is gone!"
It was then that the man had woken from his nightmare.
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Legolas's Cousin: tee hee! There will be much more! *rubs hands together in anticipation*
Lollipop5: thank you! Welcome! Nice to have you aboard!
Jamie: thank you so much! Don't worry, I'll try!
Mogcat: thank you! I've recently taken up the habit of writing my chapters in Language Arts. ^^
Tyne: don't worry, there'll be more angst. Phwee!
Jazi: XDDD don't worry! That day will come! Palandor will receive a nice bruising as well!
Palandor- that's not nice.
Me- well neither are you!
Colagreenleaf: thank you! You'll have to see my reply for the answers. Lol I HAVE seen ROTK and he is pretty darn awesome!
LegolasLover2004: meep! Of course! *is scared half to death* whatever you say!
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Well, that's all!
Dha
Hey! Merry Christmas! Lol, I have one more chapter already written out after this. Only one more. then you'll have to wait a couple of days. Lol I'll leave you with a cliffie though. ) hee hee hee! I know this is post- ROTK and I have Gandalf in it. let's just say, he hasn't left for the Grey Havens yet. Alright? Good.
I rececently saw ROTK. Omg. for those who haven't seen it. all I have to say is: wow. and bring Kleenexes. Lol For those that have seen it, they know why. ;.; I held in all my tears. until I got into the car to go home and I broke down, sobbing like CRAZY! Lol My sisters took me to get ice cream, so I got sweets. I am currently listening to the ROTK soundtrack as I type, and that's making me cry. Like Titanic! XDDD
Billy Boyd is such a great singer, I'm listening to him. Hmmm. *wants Orlando to sing* In the book, he sang! But. *spots people in the audience who haven't seen ROTK yet* er. well. nevermind! I also like Aragorn's. *receives glares* er. scratch that too. -.-
My dad is going to take me to see it on Monday, again. Phwee! I will already know what happens, but . well. yeah. lol u.u the only thing that won't be good is that there will probably be more people there, since it's Christmas Break and all .
Normal Response at the bottom, do I even have to tell you guys? Now! Chapter 9!
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Chapter 9: Trees
Legolas walked up to the nearest tree and pressed a hand to the trunk. He listened for them. But, he found no sound or soul in the wood, A cold shiver ran up his spine and his hand felt as if it were on fire. He withdrew his pale hand from the bark. In its place was a burnt-in handprint in the tree. The elven prince jumped back from the silent wood. Gimli was startled at the elf's sudden movements. The dwarf had been lying on his back in the cold, wet soil, but now was sitting up, peering anxiously at the archer.
"What is it?" He asked, standing up. The stout being walked slowly over the elf and reached out to touch him.
"Don't," came a gruff reply as the blonde cringed and shied away from the rugged halfling's touch, "Touch me! Have you seen not what I have done? I am evil! I have harmed nature!"
The dwarf nearly let out a snort of laughter, but held it in, realizing the seriousness that shrouded the prince's voice.
"What?"
The elf turned from the tree, but not towards Gimli. He then pointed to the smouldering handprint. The dwarf turned to see the imprint in the bark. When the stout being turned back to the blonde, he had curled into a ball like a small puppy to expected to receive beatings or scolding. The elf rocked slightly back and forth in the dark soil, his face hidden in his nearly white hands.
"Legolas," the short man murmured.
"Leave me be!" A rough voice called back, from somewhere in the hands that covered the fair being's face.
The trees around them groaned a little, and the dwarf never knew what hit him. The last thing he remembered was the archer sobbing into his ice-cold palms just before he felt something long and hard catching him in the small of his back and the sensation of being flung up into the air coursed through him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas hadn't heard the tree branch coming, his sobs closed out every other sound. He; however, felt himself getting crushed by the rough limb. The nearest tree to him, the one with the handprint in it, had slammed its thickest branch upon him. Bones in the archer's arms, legs, and chest began to snap under the tremendous pressure as the tree pressed harder on the helpless elf. It held its branch in place for but a few moments longer, before releasing it, assuming the prince was dead. Splinters had riddled the wood-elf's torso, letting out small bits of blood, which clung to the wood. After a few seconds, the branch caught on fire and burned like an inferno and the fair being stood up, the demon had healed him yet again. The look in his eyes could've set anything fire. Evil crept across his face. The demon was alive in him, full and taking control.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Aragorn and Gandalf had stopped for the night, setting up a small camp. The wizard had tended to the ranger's torn back and bruised foot. The king rubbed the sore area again. He was lucky that it wasn't broken. A small fire was crackling and night had fallen on the weary travelers. They had been tracking for the entirety of the day since dawn and the escape. Estel sat against a boulder, underneath a small precipice, it was almost too dark to see anything, if not for the fire. it would have been pitch black. The man rested his tense body against he cool surface of the stone. He smiled slightly in contentment, The kind was comfortable where he sat. The pair of the, had left the realm of Gondor and were now in the plains of Rohan. It seemed so long since he chased the horde of uruk-hai across these plains, before his mind wandered back to his two missing companions. He and the white wizard hadn't picked up on the trail yet, but were destine to, eventually. He couldn't help but worry for his two friends.
"You should rest, Aragorn," came a warm voice from across the camp, breaking the silence like a whip.
"I cannot," murmured the leather-clad man, "when my thoughts are restless."
Gandalf slowly walked over the the younger of the pair and placed an arm around him.
"It will be alright," the wizard said. "We will find them. You'll see." He winked and smiled.
This made the troublesome king smile. The old wizard always had a way to cheer someone up. In the backround, the man could hear Shadowfax neighing softly and moving around to keep busy.
"Thank you, Mithrandir," He said with a smiling voice.
The white-bearded man simply smiled and said, "Now rest. We shall continue at dawn."
Aragorn smiled and drifted into sleep to the sound of the older man's voice.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Gimli hit the soil with a thump. He ached all over. Another tree swept its branch down at him, threatening to take him airborne again, but someone blocked it. The figure was broken in two, with a loud series of snapping sounds echoing through the grove. The dwarf saw a flash of golden hair and knew that it was Legolas. He saw as the elf's spine broke, his back bending impossibly far back over the branch, ribs protruding from the torso. The limb then slammed the archer into the ground, once again making him look like an overgrown porcupine, with all the shards of wood that stuck out oddly from his broken back. The blonde laid in the soil, face down and unmoving for a few moments before his tattered flesh began spitting the pieces of branch from his back and sewing itself back up. The fair skin of the elf was once again unmarred, with the exception of his chest. He sat up and peered at the battered dwarf who was panting, and lying on the ground.
"Are you alright, Master Dwarf?" He asked, taking a few glances and the various inuries that he could see on the surface.
"You should be the one to talk, elf," replied the Halfling. "You should be dead!"
"What?"
"That branch clearly snapped your back in half!"
"I don't fell any diff-" he stopped. The demon had been healing him from the moment it had entered his soul and body. There was another loud whistle of wood flying swiftly through the air, swinging towards them. Neither moved. That was when the elven prince of Mirkwood would test the demon.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Aragorn awoke with a start, night still laid thick about them like ablanket. The fire was out and Gandalf was sound asleep across from him. The ranger looked around as he tried to remember his disturbing dream.
---//dream//---
Estel strolled slowly through the gardens at Rivendell, the ones he had grown up in. The ranger peered around at the many trees that surrounded him. He smiled as he thought of Legolas and how at home the prince was when he was at Rivendell. As the man turned a cornere, he squinted his eyes to see a figure lying face down on the ground. It's golden hair was splayed out across the area around its head. The Mirkwood colors of green and brown were worn proudly and a Lothlorien cloak decked the being's back. The disturbing part, thus far, was the crimson pool of blood that surrounded it.
"Legolas!" the king exclaimed, for the figure was with no doubt, the prince of Mirkwood.
The man rolled the elf onto his back so the man could see the blonde's face. The eyes were closed and the remainder of it was twisted and contorted, two long horns reached over his friends face, which jutted out from the skull leaving the skin to lie unevenly around them. Blood stained the jade tunic, around the area of the heart, and the wood-elf's shimmering hair. But, the glow that usually emenated from the archer was not there. and neither were the pointed ears. In a sudden moment, the prince's eyes snapped open. Bloodshot and black-rimmed eyes stared out of a sunken in face and scales dotted the surface of the nearly fair skin, it too had been tinted a shade darker.
"Welcome, king of Gondor," came the demon's gruff voice, cracking the remains of the melodious voice that the ranger had once known and loved.
"What's wrong, Legolas?" asked the human.
"Nothing," the demon retorted, through the elf.
Immeadiatly, the blonde's hands reached up and ensnared the rugged man's neck, squeezing tightly.
"Legolas!" he cried out, as much as he could.
"Where he is, he cannot hear you. He is gone!"
It was then that the man had woken from his nightmare.
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I love you reviewers! You make the world go 'round! *hands skittles to all the reviewers*
Legolas's Cousin: tee hee! There will be much more! *rubs hands together in anticipation*
Lollipop5: thank you! Welcome! Nice to have you aboard!
Jamie: thank you so much! Don't worry, I'll try!
Mogcat: thank you! I've recently taken up the habit of writing my chapters in Language Arts. ^^
Tyne: don't worry, there'll be more angst. Phwee!
Jazi: XDDD don't worry! That day will come! Palandor will receive a nice bruising as well!
Palandor- that's not nice.
Me- well neither are you!
Colagreenleaf: thank you! You'll have to see my reply for the answers. Lol I HAVE seen ROTK and he is pretty darn awesome!
LegolasLover2004: meep! Of course! *is scared half to death* whatever you say!
Star-Stallion: woot! Thank you! Lol, thanks for updating as well! ^^
Elfmage: don't worry, you'll have your chance to cry *evil snicker*
Deana: lol! ^^ thank you!
Luvvicks: ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! Lol ^^ can't kill me yet! *dances for joy*
Well, that's all!
Dha