A/N: Hello. * Waves * I'm here with the next chapter. Before I do that,
here's reviewers.
Jadesaber: I am so sorry, but I cannot answer those questions. You will have to read on to know.
Ymmas Sirron: Don't kill me! * Cowers in corner *
Kept-Secret: It's ok. I don't mind reading all of your blabber. He's not really 'sensing the future.' He just senses that something is wrong, but he doesn't know what.
Seeing-spots: It's ok. I didn't take that as a flame because I know it wasn't. Yay! I made a cliffhanger!
Homeless Nobody: ok! Ok! I'll get it to you. Just hold your horses. I'm so mean! Mwahahahaha!
Deana: OMG! You are like one of my most FAVORITE writers! Sorry. I'll calm down. * Takes deep breathes. * I'm so mean! Maha!
Spongboob squarepants: I am right now. What with the little symbol?
Chapter four
Aragorn had ridden all night and day with Elladan and Elrohir. He had told him about his troubling thoughts, so they decided not to stop for the night. When it had reached noon the next day, Elladan began to worry about his brother.
"Estel, we should stop for a little and rest." He said worriedly. Aragorn pretended he didn't hear him and continued riding. Elladan rolled his eyes. Elrohir just watched in amusement at his brother's attempt to stop the ranger.
"Give it up, El. He doesn't hear you." He said. Elladan sighed.
"It was worth a try." Elladan replied.
They continued riding on towards Mirkwood. You could begin to see the outline of the forest. Aragorn lightly kicked the side of his horse. It whinnied and ran towards the forest. Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other and followed suit.
A little while later, they arrived at the path that Legolas had been using earlier. They slowed down and rode in.
***
Legolas tried to back up, or do something to stop him from receiving the unwanted gift. After struggling for so long, he finally got his feet free. He lifted them up and kicked the man in the gut. He went flying backwards and landed on the ground. The devise flew out of his hands. He lay still, as if he had went unconscious.
Legolas sighed in relief, and looked up. He could see nothing but a small fire in the middle of the small opening, and the figure lying on the ground. Legolas smirked at him.
"Teach you to mess with me." Legolas said proudly. Looking away from him, he looked around for any sharp utensils. Lying by a tree was his twin knives and his quiver of arrows. 'Where's my bow?' He wondered. Ignoring the thought, he tried to wriggle out of his bonds that were around his wrists. Bringing the rope up to his mouth, he began biting on it.
He kept biting until his mouth began to protest. He began to feel weary, as it grew darker. Finally, as he was about to give up, the bonds broke. He looked down at amazement. The rope lay on the ground, little teeth marks gnawed into it.
Standing up, he slowly and quietly made his way over to his weapons. The mysterious man still lay unmoving on the ground. With his Elven skills, he grabbed his weapons. Walking over to the man, he kneeled next to him. Checking for a heartbeat to confirm he was alive, his arm was grabbed with great strength. Throwing his knives to the side, he grabbed hold of its wrist.
The man shot up, and looked at Legolas. He began speaking some weird language that he did not recognize. He began to feel faint, and fatigued. The grip around Legolas's wrist tightened as he began to slip out of unconsciousness. The last thing he remembered seeing was the look of victory across his enemies face.
A/N: I know this is very short, but at least it's something. Thank you everyone for the reviews. Thanks to all the silent readers as well. I'll post the next chapter soon. QUESTION! Could someone give me a good evil guys name? I will give you recognition. Laterz.
Jadesaber: I am so sorry, but I cannot answer those questions. You will have to read on to know.
Ymmas Sirron: Don't kill me! * Cowers in corner *
Kept-Secret: It's ok. I don't mind reading all of your blabber. He's not really 'sensing the future.' He just senses that something is wrong, but he doesn't know what.
Seeing-spots: It's ok. I didn't take that as a flame because I know it wasn't. Yay! I made a cliffhanger!
Homeless Nobody: ok! Ok! I'll get it to you. Just hold your horses. I'm so mean! Mwahahahaha!
Deana: OMG! You are like one of my most FAVORITE writers! Sorry. I'll calm down. * Takes deep breathes. * I'm so mean! Maha!
Spongboob squarepants: I am right now. What with the little symbol?
Chapter four
Aragorn had ridden all night and day with Elladan and Elrohir. He had told him about his troubling thoughts, so they decided not to stop for the night. When it had reached noon the next day, Elladan began to worry about his brother.
"Estel, we should stop for a little and rest." He said worriedly. Aragorn pretended he didn't hear him and continued riding. Elladan rolled his eyes. Elrohir just watched in amusement at his brother's attempt to stop the ranger.
"Give it up, El. He doesn't hear you." He said. Elladan sighed.
"It was worth a try." Elladan replied.
They continued riding on towards Mirkwood. You could begin to see the outline of the forest. Aragorn lightly kicked the side of his horse. It whinnied and ran towards the forest. Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other and followed suit.
A little while later, they arrived at the path that Legolas had been using earlier. They slowed down and rode in.
***
Legolas tried to back up, or do something to stop him from receiving the unwanted gift. After struggling for so long, he finally got his feet free. He lifted them up and kicked the man in the gut. He went flying backwards and landed on the ground. The devise flew out of his hands. He lay still, as if he had went unconscious.
Legolas sighed in relief, and looked up. He could see nothing but a small fire in the middle of the small opening, and the figure lying on the ground. Legolas smirked at him.
"Teach you to mess with me." Legolas said proudly. Looking away from him, he looked around for any sharp utensils. Lying by a tree was his twin knives and his quiver of arrows. 'Where's my bow?' He wondered. Ignoring the thought, he tried to wriggle out of his bonds that were around his wrists. Bringing the rope up to his mouth, he began biting on it.
He kept biting until his mouth began to protest. He began to feel weary, as it grew darker. Finally, as he was about to give up, the bonds broke. He looked down at amazement. The rope lay on the ground, little teeth marks gnawed into it.
Standing up, he slowly and quietly made his way over to his weapons. The mysterious man still lay unmoving on the ground. With his Elven skills, he grabbed his weapons. Walking over to the man, he kneeled next to him. Checking for a heartbeat to confirm he was alive, his arm was grabbed with great strength. Throwing his knives to the side, he grabbed hold of its wrist.
The man shot up, and looked at Legolas. He began speaking some weird language that he did not recognize. He began to feel faint, and fatigued. The grip around Legolas's wrist tightened as he began to slip out of unconsciousness. The last thing he remembered seeing was the look of victory across his enemies face.
A/N: I know this is very short, but at least it's something. Thank you everyone for the reviews. Thanks to all the silent readers as well. I'll post the next chapter soon. QUESTION! Could someone give me a good evil guys name? I will give you recognition. Laterz.