Hi everyone, I'm back. And please everyone understand ELROND IS ONLY GOING
TO SEEM EVIL IN THIS CHAPTER. Ok done with my yelling. And this chapter is
for Melissa greenleaf.
Oh and I forgot to put disclaimers up for the other chapters so here it is: I do not own LOTR and I also don't own Pengedhel and Tho`nnas.
Melissa greenleaf: first thing I thank you for not caring about the time line because I need it this way. Second thing Glorfindel will not be so mean in later chapters. I need him to be one of Legolas' friends. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter 3 Captured By The Enemy Glorfindel's Camp
Elladan jumped up as Pengedhel came into the clearing. "Where is he?"
"Who?" questioned Pengedhel?
"Glorfindel."
"He's coming."
Suddenly there came a loud shout from somewhere in the trees, and Glorfindel appeared carrying a struggling elfling. "The little devil bit me," he told Pengedhel.
"Is that..?" Elladan whispered leaning over to his brother.
"It is. It's Legolas."
Glorfindel handed Legolas over to Pengedhel and went over to his bag. "Glorfindel how did you catch a prince of Mirkwood?" asked Elrohir.
"He was in a hunting party," said Glorfindel as if that explained everything. He had returned with a rag and placed it over Legolas' mouth and nose. Legolas had soon slipped into blackness.
"Just leave him there," he told Pengedhel.
"No," answered Elladan.
"You killed his party and kidnapped him. You will treat him as one of us," said Elrohir, picking up Legolas' small form and taking him over to the twins' bedrolls, laid him down.
Glorfindel watched as both twins laid down one on either side of Legolas. "Do you think it strange, Pengedhel," he questioned, "that they seem to look over him like big brothers?"
"It is strange."
"I want you to take a message to Lord Elrond and tell him that we have Thranduil's son. And also tell him of his sons' behavior."
"Yes my lord. I will leave now."
*****Three days after Pengedhel left.
The sun had set hours ago and Glorfindel was now on watch. He was surprised when someone put a rag over his mouth, yet he could no nothing, for in seconds he had slipped into the same blackness that Legolas had three days ago.
Elladan removed the rag and returned to where Elrohir was waiting. He had Legolas in his arms, for the little elf had began mumbling to himself in his sleep. Elladan smiled when he saw that the prince had taken a lock of Elrohir's hair in his hand.
"What are we going to do with him? I mean there has to be a way to get him back to Mirkwood," Elladan said sitting down beside his brother.
"Not without getting all of us in trouble and causing the war to really start."
"What would the dwarves say about us if we were fighting among ourselves," joked Elladan.
Elrohir just ignored his twin and turned his attention back to Legolas who was still muttering to himself.
"What's he saying?"
"I'm not sure. It sounds as if he's pleading for someone to stop something. He also keeps saying the name Tilant. Who do you think that is?" asked Elrohir looking back up at his brother.
"Maybe a friend?"
"No," came Legolas' small voice. "He was my brother. He was killed, along with my mother trying to save me from mortals who were after us."
"Why were they after you?" asked Elladan, asking before he though, and getting a glare from Elrohir as a reward.
"I don't know," said Legolas in a small, weak voice.
"There has to be a reason," said a voice from behind them. They all turned to see Glorfindel standing there, before he walked forward and took a seat by Elrohir.
"Little one, I do not mean any disrespect but you must tell us," said Glorfindel.
"I will not tell you anything. You killed Entoul," Legolas said, blue eyes as cold as ice.
"That was my orders. To go to Lothlorien and kill and Mirkwood elves I saw." At this moment Pengedhel chose to ride into camp.
"Glorfindel, Elrond says to bring the prince now and that his sons should continue onto Lothlorien."
Glorfindel stood up and looked at Legolas who for just a moment let the fear show in his eyes. "Elladan, Elrohir you heard him; get ready to go. Pengedhel wake the others and break camp. I will get this one ready," he ordered.
Elladan and Elrohir gave glares to Glorfindel before going to saddle their horses. When Glorfindel ordered Legolas to get up he just glared and laid down. Thus forcing Glorfindel to pick him up and force him onto his horse. Everyone (besides Elladan and Elrohir) agreed that the young prince should ride with him. With sad looks toward their friend Elladan and Elrohir left.
Glorfindel had mounted and with the rest of the group rode toward Rivendell.
*****
They had ridden for three days now and would reach Rivendell in the morning. Glorfindel had ordered the group to set up camp about 3 hours ago, and for those three hours he had felt the need to watch over Legolas.
Legolas' nightmares had returned and Glorfindel's heart had gone out to the child when he heard Tilant's name, because unlike the twins Glorfindel had known how he had been killed and how close the two brothers had been.
The sun was just rising and Glorfindel sat with the small elf in his lap. Like with Elrohir, Legolas had taken a lock of Glorfindel's hair in hand.
Gently he laid Legolas down on the bedroll and went to wake Pengedhel. Soon enough they were all riding toward Rivendell once more. Glorfindel plainly could see that Legolas was fidgety and he knew it was not from excitement.
They reached the entrance at about 10. Elrond was awaiting their arrival, for he was most impatient to see the son of his enemy. What he could, and should have, made him laugh. The fidgety son of Thranduil rode in front of his trusted consular and kept squirming around and giving Glorfindel a hard time.
Glorfindel came up and raised an eyebrow at Elrond as if asking what he should do with the little one.
"Bring him this way, Glorfindel."
The blonde Noldor elf took Legolas off the horse and followed his lord. Or at least tried too. With the squirming elf it was almost impossible. Elrond heard shouts from both elves and at one time a loud crash, yet he was afraid to see what the prince had broken. At least he assumed it had been the prince.
Glorfindel was surprised when he realized that Elrond was going to put the little one into a guest room. He had thought that his lord would have put him in a dungeon cell.
When they finally reached the room Elrond dismissed Glorfindel and steered Legolas inside the room. Elrond followed and closing the door turned to Legolas. "You will tell me, little one, what the weak points are in your grandfather's palace!" demanded Elrond
"Are you asking me to betray Mirkwood?"
"I'm demanding it," shot back Elrond, gray eyes ablaze.
*****
Tho`nnas, an elven spy for Mirkwood had followed Glorfindel's company for two days now and had heard the words between Elrond and Legolas.
His lord was not going to like this. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
ok bad ending to a chapter, but I do not care. I'll probably be able to post the next chapter up in a few days, but take pity on me. I have to go to my cousin's today, that little devil. Please R and R
Oh and I forgot to put disclaimers up for the other chapters so here it is: I do not own LOTR and I also don't own Pengedhel and Tho`nnas.
Melissa greenleaf: first thing I thank you for not caring about the time line because I need it this way. Second thing Glorfindel will not be so mean in later chapters. I need him to be one of Legolas' friends. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chapter 3 Captured By The Enemy Glorfindel's Camp
Elladan jumped up as Pengedhel came into the clearing. "Where is he?"
"Who?" questioned Pengedhel?
"Glorfindel."
"He's coming."
Suddenly there came a loud shout from somewhere in the trees, and Glorfindel appeared carrying a struggling elfling. "The little devil bit me," he told Pengedhel.
"Is that..?" Elladan whispered leaning over to his brother.
"It is. It's Legolas."
Glorfindel handed Legolas over to Pengedhel and went over to his bag. "Glorfindel how did you catch a prince of Mirkwood?" asked Elrohir.
"He was in a hunting party," said Glorfindel as if that explained everything. He had returned with a rag and placed it over Legolas' mouth and nose. Legolas had soon slipped into blackness.
"Just leave him there," he told Pengedhel.
"No," answered Elladan.
"You killed his party and kidnapped him. You will treat him as one of us," said Elrohir, picking up Legolas' small form and taking him over to the twins' bedrolls, laid him down.
Glorfindel watched as both twins laid down one on either side of Legolas. "Do you think it strange, Pengedhel," he questioned, "that they seem to look over him like big brothers?"
"It is strange."
"I want you to take a message to Lord Elrond and tell him that we have Thranduil's son. And also tell him of his sons' behavior."
"Yes my lord. I will leave now."
*****Three days after Pengedhel left.
The sun had set hours ago and Glorfindel was now on watch. He was surprised when someone put a rag over his mouth, yet he could no nothing, for in seconds he had slipped into the same blackness that Legolas had three days ago.
Elladan removed the rag and returned to where Elrohir was waiting. He had Legolas in his arms, for the little elf had began mumbling to himself in his sleep. Elladan smiled when he saw that the prince had taken a lock of Elrohir's hair in his hand.
"What are we going to do with him? I mean there has to be a way to get him back to Mirkwood," Elladan said sitting down beside his brother.
"Not without getting all of us in trouble and causing the war to really start."
"What would the dwarves say about us if we were fighting among ourselves," joked Elladan.
Elrohir just ignored his twin and turned his attention back to Legolas who was still muttering to himself.
"What's he saying?"
"I'm not sure. It sounds as if he's pleading for someone to stop something. He also keeps saying the name Tilant. Who do you think that is?" asked Elrohir looking back up at his brother.
"Maybe a friend?"
"No," came Legolas' small voice. "He was my brother. He was killed, along with my mother trying to save me from mortals who were after us."
"Why were they after you?" asked Elladan, asking before he though, and getting a glare from Elrohir as a reward.
"I don't know," said Legolas in a small, weak voice.
"There has to be a reason," said a voice from behind them. They all turned to see Glorfindel standing there, before he walked forward and took a seat by Elrohir.
"Little one, I do not mean any disrespect but you must tell us," said Glorfindel.
"I will not tell you anything. You killed Entoul," Legolas said, blue eyes as cold as ice.
"That was my orders. To go to Lothlorien and kill and Mirkwood elves I saw." At this moment Pengedhel chose to ride into camp.
"Glorfindel, Elrond says to bring the prince now and that his sons should continue onto Lothlorien."
Glorfindel stood up and looked at Legolas who for just a moment let the fear show in his eyes. "Elladan, Elrohir you heard him; get ready to go. Pengedhel wake the others and break camp. I will get this one ready," he ordered.
Elladan and Elrohir gave glares to Glorfindel before going to saddle their horses. When Glorfindel ordered Legolas to get up he just glared and laid down. Thus forcing Glorfindel to pick him up and force him onto his horse. Everyone (besides Elladan and Elrohir) agreed that the young prince should ride with him. With sad looks toward their friend Elladan and Elrohir left.
Glorfindel had mounted and with the rest of the group rode toward Rivendell.
*****
They had ridden for three days now and would reach Rivendell in the morning. Glorfindel had ordered the group to set up camp about 3 hours ago, and for those three hours he had felt the need to watch over Legolas.
Legolas' nightmares had returned and Glorfindel's heart had gone out to the child when he heard Tilant's name, because unlike the twins Glorfindel had known how he had been killed and how close the two brothers had been.
The sun was just rising and Glorfindel sat with the small elf in his lap. Like with Elrohir, Legolas had taken a lock of Glorfindel's hair in hand.
Gently he laid Legolas down on the bedroll and went to wake Pengedhel. Soon enough they were all riding toward Rivendell once more. Glorfindel plainly could see that Legolas was fidgety and he knew it was not from excitement.
They reached the entrance at about 10. Elrond was awaiting their arrival, for he was most impatient to see the son of his enemy. What he could, and should have, made him laugh. The fidgety son of Thranduil rode in front of his trusted consular and kept squirming around and giving Glorfindel a hard time.
Glorfindel came up and raised an eyebrow at Elrond as if asking what he should do with the little one.
"Bring him this way, Glorfindel."
The blonde Noldor elf took Legolas off the horse and followed his lord. Or at least tried too. With the squirming elf it was almost impossible. Elrond heard shouts from both elves and at one time a loud crash, yet he was afraid to see what the prince had broken. At least he assumed it had been the prince.
Glorfindel was surprised when he realized that Elrond was going to put the little one into a guest room. He had thought that his lord would have put him in a dungeon cell.
When they finally reached the room Elrond dismissed Glorfindel and steered Legolas inside the room. Elrond followed and closing the door turned to Legolas. "You will tell me, little one, what the weak points are in your grandfather's palace!" demanded Elrond
"Are you asking me to betray Mirkwood?"
"I'm demanding it," shot back Elrond, gray eyes ablaze.
*****
Tho`nnas, an elven spy for Mirkwood had followed Glorfindel's company for two days now and had heard the words between Elrond and Legolas.
His lord was not going to like this. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
ok bad ending to a chapter, but I do not care. I'll probably be able to post the next chapter up in a few days, but take pity on me. I have to go to my cousin's today, that little devil. Please R and R