A/N: Thank you everyone who has sent me names for the guy. Remember, it has
to be an evil type name. I will announce who I chose after I thank
everyone. ALSO... I have had numerous people ask me about the summary and how
it's going along with te
Seeing-spots: Thank you for your names: Gaerwen, Calder, Andir, Goral. They are nice names.
Mellowyellow36: ... o... k. I am right now.
Pip4: one question. What does etchy mean? Thanks for the names Einion, Gethin, and Idris.
Kept-Secret: Yeah, you're right. It's the thought that counts. Well, I appreciate your effort, and you'll see what this guy has to do with the story.
Ymmas Sirron: Ok. Ok. I'll update. Sorry I'm taking so long. I am trying to find some inspiration. And as for your names that you gave me, which include: Kathotar, Dagul, and Samund, thanks. I really like them.
And the winner is...
... Pip4 with: Idris. Thank you everyone who gave me names.
And the moment you all have been waiting for... the next chapter of the story.
Chapter five
Aragorn stopped his horse, as did Elladan and Elrohir. Lying in front of them, on the road, was a bow. They didn't know who's it was, but they decided to investigate. Elrohir hopped off his horse and walked over to the weapon. Picking it up, he gasped. Written along the side in Elvish, was Legolas of Mirkwood. Walking over to his companions, he handed it to Aragon.
His fears were confirmed, something has happened to Legolas.
***
Legolas slowly regained consciousness. His head was pounding. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a ceiling above him. Confused, he looked around. Sitting on a chair next to him was his father. Healers were busily working on other patients all around the room. Groaning, he closed his eyes and brought his hand up to his forehead.
Thranduil woke up to the sound, and looked sown at his son.
"Legolas, my little greenleaf. Are you alright?" Thranduil asked worriedly, taking his sons hand away from his face.
"Aye, my h... I'm fine." Legolas stuttered, not wanting to admit weakness. Thranduil smiled warmly down at his son.
"Do you remember what happened? Aragorn found you and brought you back to the palace." Thranduil said, stroking his son's forehead.
Legolas thought about it. Images about what had happened earlier played before his eyes. Nodding, he looked at his father.
"Can you tell me?" He asked. Legolas thought about. Should he? He didn't want his father to worry. He had too much on his mind already.
"Something had spooked my horse and I fell off. I rolled into the bushes, and lost consciousness." He lied. He hated lying to his father. But he had no other choice. He felt fine, except for the headache.
Aragorn, Elladan, and Elrohir walked through the door then. When they saw that their friend was up, they rushed over.
"You're awake! How do you feel?" Aragorn asked.
"I feel fine, mellon nin." Legolas replied. The three sighed in relief.
"Where were you going?" Elladan asked.
"To Rivendell." Legolas replied. "Where were you going?"
"To Mirkwood! What a coincidence!" Elrohir exclaimed.
"We'll, hurt or not. You need your rest. We'll leave you be." Thranduil said, pushing the three out the door. The three protested, but lost.
"We'll check on you later." Aragorn said, before being pushed out the door.
"Alright!" Legolas yelled back. Smiling, he turned to his side. Closing his eyes, which meant he was really tired, he immediately went to sleep.
He was greeted by horrible dreams.
A/N: I'm SO sorry. I meant to update a day after, but my computer was down. Sorry. But it's here now. It might be a little short, but I have had no inspiration lately. Well, R&R. Laterz.
Seeing-spots: Thank you for your names: Gaerwen, Calder, Andir, Goral. They are nice names.
Mellowyellow36: ... o... k. I am right now.
Pip4: one question. What does etchy mean? Thanks for the names Einion, Gethin, and Idris.
Kept-Secret: Yeah, you're right. It's the thought that counts. Well, I appreciate your effort, and you'll see what this guy has to do with the story.
Ymmas Sirron: Ok. Ok. I'll update. Sorry I'm taking so long. I am trying to find some inspiration. And as for your names that you gave me, which include: Kathotar, Dagul, and Samund, thanks. I really like them.
And the winner is...
... Pip4 with: Idris. Thank you everyone who gave me names.
And the moment you all have been waiting for... the next chapter of the story.
Chapter five
Aragorn stopped his horse, as did Elladan and Elrohir. Lying in front of them, on the road, was a bow. They didn't know who's it was, but they decided to investigate. Elrohir hopped off his horse and walked over to the weapon. Picking it up, he gasped. Written along the side in Elvish, was Legolas of Mirkwood. Walking over to his companions, he handed it to Aragon.
His fears were confirmed, something has happened to Legolas.
***
Legolas slowly regained consciousness. His head was pounding. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a ceiling above him. Confused, he looked around. Sitting on a chair next to him was his father. Healers were busily working on other patients all around the room. Groaning, he closed his eyes and brought his hand up to his forehead.
Thranduil woke up to the sound, and looked sown at his son.
"Legolas, my little greenleaf. Are you alright?" Thranduil asked worriedly, taking his sons hand away from his face.
"Aye, my h... I'm fine." Legolas stuttered, not wanting to admit weakness. Thranduil smiled warmly down at his son.
"Do you remember what happened? Aragorn found you and brought you back to the palace." Thranduil said, stroking his son's forehead.
Legolas thought about it. Images about what had happened earlier played before his eyes. Nodding, he looked at his father.
"Can you tell me?" He asked. Legolas thought about. Should he? He didn't want his father to worry. He had too much on his mind already.
"Something had spooked my horse and I fell off. I rolled into the bushes, and lost consciousness." He lied. He hated lying to his father. But he had no other choice. He felt fine, except for the headache.
Aragorn, Elladan, and Elrohir walked through the door then. When they saw that their friend was up, they rushed over.
"You're awake! How do you feel?" Aragorn asked.
"I feel fine, mellon nin." Legolas replied. The three sighed in relief.
"Where were you going?" Elladan asked.
"To Rivendell." Legolas replied. "Where were you going?"
"To Mirkwood! What a coincidence!" Elrohir exclaimed.
"We'll, hurt or not. You need your rest. We'll leave you be." Thranduil said, pushing the three out the door. The three protested, but lost.
"We'll check on you later." Aragorn said, before being pushed out the door.
"Alright!" Legolas yelled back. Smiling, he turned to his side. Closing his eyes, which meant he was really tired, he immediately went to sleep.
He was greeted by horrible dreams.
A/N: I'm SO sorry. I meant to update a day after, but my computer was down. Sorry. But it's here now. It might be a little short, but I have had no inspiration lately. Well, R&R. Laterz.