Hi everyone. I'm really sorry it took me so long to update, but I've been
busy. As everyone has been saying that I need to do a story with Legolas
and the fellowship for this, it will be in this story, and I'm sorry but
there will be no sequel. (Basically because once this is over everything
will be completed so there will be no room for a sequel.) But, I'm really
glad that all of you like this story. I'm thinking that after this there
will probable be only 3 or 4 more chapters left. After this chapter will be
where Legolas, Elladan, and Elrohir meet again.
As for Kept-Secret I want to know what you think is going to happen when Legolas meets the fellowship. At least tell me after the stories over or something. I really want to know what you think.
Don't own LOTR.
Dew Drops on a Sword Chapter 12 (I think.)
Legolas walked over to his father and grandfather. He sat down beside them and hung his head. He looked tired, and his shoulders where no longer held proudly. This was the affect the Last Alliance had taken on the Prince of Mirkwood.
It had been a thousand years since he left Rivendell. When he had arrived back home, Galadriel's spell took affect on everyone. Legolas no longer remembered that he had been a friend with Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond, Gil- galad, and Glorfindel. They were all forgotten to him, just as he was with them.
Now he fought beside Thranduil, Oropher, the elves from nations, and mortal men. They had managed to force the enemy back into Mordor and for the moment there was a pause in the fighting. Legolas felt like it was the clam before the storm. He knew something horrible was going to happen, he just didn't know what.
Elrond, Gil-galad, Glorfindel, and Gandalf walked up and sat across from the elves of Mirkwood. The twins were back in Rivendell making sure none of the enemy could get into their home.
"What the death count, Legolas?" Gandalf asked in a weary voice.
"We're not sure. There was too many lost, they're still counting the slain." Everyone hung their heads when they heard this news.
Finally, Glorfindel broke the silence. "So, what's the plan for the next attack?"
Oropher and Gil-galad locked eyes for a moment and then Gil-galad spoke. "We're going to try and hold out until we have a chance to take the Ring from Sauron."
"That's suicide," Thranduil spoke, looking at Gil-galad like he was crazy.
"It's the only thing we can do for now."
*****
The Lady Galadriel walked into Thranduil's tent. "Thranduil, you must get up. There is something I must tell you."
"What's is it, milady?" he asked sleepily. "Wait, why are you even here? This place is not safe!"
"I know it's not safe. Now get up and come to the center of camp," she said before walking out.
Thranduil throw on his clothes and ran out to see what was so important that the Lady Galadriel had to come herself.
In the center of the camp Oropher, Elrond, Gil-galad, and Gandalf stood with Galadriel waiting for Thranduil. When he arrived Oropher turned to the Lady of Light. "What is so important you had to come here, milady?"
"You must let Legolas go into battle with Elrond and Gil-galad," she said, ignoring everyone but Oropher and Thranduil for the moment.
There was silence for a moment and then everyone but Gandalf said the same thing at the same time. "What?" This was said slowly as if each elf didn't know what they had just heard and what they were saying.
"Legolas will be killed if he rides into battle with the Mirkwood elves. He must go into battle with the Noldor elves," Galadriel explained.
"If it saves Legolas' life and if it's alright with Thranduil and Oropher then we will let him ride into battle with us. But, I must ask, why chose Legolas to save out of everyone else in this war?" Gil-galad asked.
"The fate of this world will depend upon nine beings, Legolas among them. If Legolas dies then there will be nothing to stop the evil that will spread across this world. He is the key to victory of those of us who wish for peace in this world. He must stay alive." Galadriel's voice was emotionless, but her words were powerful enough to make them understand the importance of keeping Legolas alive.
"This chose is up to you as what to do. I must leave now," Galadriel said after about fifteen minutes as she stood up and left.
*****
The fighting raged around him. Legolas didn't know why he was fighting with the Noldor elves, but he was all the same. What confused him was that Elrond and Gil-galad seemed to keep an eye on him the whole time. They were never out of sight, but for some reason Legolas was glad for it.
The fighting around him suddenly stopped and both Elrond and Gil-galad came up on either side of him as Sauron finally chose to join the fight.
Sauron swung his mace, killing many elves with the first swing. The second killed just as many and that was when he caught sight of Legolas. He didn't know why, but for some reason he felt he had to kill the young Prince of Mirkwood.
He reached out a hand to try and grab the elf's neck. Gil-galad saw this coming and pushed Legolas out of the way and into Elrond just as Sauron's hand wrapped around his own neck.
"GIL-GALAD!" he heard Legolas shout. That was the last thing he heard before an immeasurable pain hit him like a wave. He felt as if he was being burned from the inside. Suddenly Gil-galad felt his back slam into the base of Mt.Doom and slide down. He was still alive, but barely.
Legolas looked on hopelessly. He saw the King of Gondor fall and his emotional pain began to overwhelm him.
Sauron broke Narsil with his foot.
Legolas' sword dropped from his hand.
The Dark Lord began to reach down to kill his prey.
A small tear escaped from Legolas' eye and fell onto the forsaken land of Mordor.
Suron cried out as his hand was cut off.
A strange energy began to radiate from the Prince of Mirkwood.
Wind began to howl as Sauron felt himself fading, but he knew it wasn't because he had been separated from the ring.
A burst of light blasted from Legolas' body as his power began to pull all his energy into destroying the one who was casing him grief.
Then suddenly, it was over. Everything was silent. The Last Alliance was over.
*****
Legolas and Elrond both ran over to Gil-galad just before the last of his strength left him. Galadriel's spell had worn off on his mind. He remembered the young Legolas that had been kidnapped and taken to Mordor; he remembered that he loved Legolas like a son. With the last of his strength he slipped something into Legolas' hand.
"I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise," the High King whispered before his life left him.
Legolas opened his hand and both Elrond and him stared at what had been slipped into it. In his hand was one of the three-elven rings that Gil- galad had.
~*~*~*~~*~*~
Next time we skip 1500 years and go to when Legolas, Elladan, and Elrohir meet again. I'm beginning to think that maybe there will be five more chapters but we'll just have to see.
I'll try and update soon. I don't think it will take me as long as it did this time, at least I hope not.
As for Kept-Secret I want to know what you think is going to happen when Legolas meets the fellowship. At least tell me after the stories over or something. I really want to know what you think.
Don't own LOTR.
Dew Drops on a Sword Chapter 12 (I think.)
Legolas walked over to his father and grandfather. He sat down beside them and hung his head. He looked tired, and his shoulders where no longer held proudly. This was the affect the Last Alliance had taken on the Prince of Mirkwood.
It had been a thousand years since he left Rivendell. When he had arrived back home, Galadriel's spell took affect on everyone. Legolas no longer remembered that he had been a friend with Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond, Gil- galad, and Glorfindel. They were all forgotten to him, just as he was with them.
Now he fought beside Thranduil, Oropher, the elves from nations, and mortal men. They had managed to force the enemy back into Mordor and for the moment there was a pause in the fighting. Legolas felt like it was the clam before the storm. He knew something horrible was going to happen, he just didn't know what.
Elrond, Gil-galad, Glorfindel, and Gandalf walked up and sat across from the elves of Mirkwood. The twins were back in Rivendell making sure none of the enemy could get into their home.
"What the death count, Legolas?" Gandalf asked in a weary voice.
"We're not sure. There was too many lost, they're still counting the slain." Everyone hung their heads when they heard this news.
Finally, Glorfindel broke the silence. "So, what's the plan for the next attack?"
Oropher and Gil-galad locked eyes for a moment and then Gil-galad spoke. "We're going to try and hold out until we have a chance to take the Ring from Sauron."
"That's suicide," Thranduil spoke, looking at Gil-galad like he was crazy.
"It's the only thing we can do for now."
*****
The Lady Galadriel walked into Thranduil's tent. "Thranduil, you must get up. There is something I must tell you."
"What's is it, milady?" he asked sleepily. "Wait, why are you even here? This place is not safe!"
"I know it's not safe. Now get up and come to the center of camp," she said before walking out.
Thranduil throw on his clothes and ran out to see what was so important that the Lady Galadriel had to come herself.
In the center of the camp Oropher, Elrond, Gil-galad, and Gandalf stood with Galadriel waiting for Thranduil. When he arrived Oropher turned to the Lady of Light. "What is so important you had to come here, milady?"
"You must let Legolas go into battle with Elrond and Gil-galad," she said, ignoring everyone but Oropher and Thranduil for the moment.
There was silence for a moment and then everyone but Gandalf said the same thing at the same time. "What?" This was said slowly as if each elf didn't know what they had just heard and what they were saying.
"Legolas will be killed if he rides into battle with the Mirkwood elves. He must go into battle with the Noldor elves," Galadriel explained.
"If it saves Legolas' life and if it's alright with Thranduil and Oropher then we will let him ride into battle with us. But, I must ask, why chose Legolas to save out of everyone else in this war?" Gil-galad asked.
"The fate of this world will depend upon nine beings, Legolas among them. If Legolas dies then there will be nothing to stop the evil that will spread across this world. He is the key to victory of those of us who wish for peace in this world. He must stay alive." Galadriel's voice was emotionless, but her words were powerful enough to make them understand the importance of keeping Legolas alive.
"This chose is up to you as what to do. I must leave now," Galadriel said after about fifteen minutes as she stood up and left.
*****
The fighting raged around him. Legolas didn't know why he was fighting with the Noldor elves, but he was all the same. What confused him was that Elrond and Gil-galad seemed to keep an eye on him the whole time. They were never out of sight, but for some reason Legolas was glad for it.
The fighting around him suddenly stopped and both Elrond and Gil-galad came up on either side of him as Sauron finally chose to join the fight.
Sauron swung his mace, killing many elves with the first swing. The second killed just as many and that was when he caught sight of Legolas. He didn't know why, but for some reason he felt he had to kill the young Prince of Mirkwood.
He reached out a hand to try and grab the elf's neck. Gil-galad saw this coming and pushed Legolas out of the way and into Elrond just as Sauron's hand wrapped around his own neck.
"GIL-GALAD!" he heard Legolas shout. That was the last thing he heard before an immeasurable pain hit him like a wave. He felt as if he was being burned from the inside. Suddenly Gil-galad felt his back slam into the base of Mt.Doom and slide down. He was still alive, but barely.
Legolas looked on hopelessly. He saw the King of Gondor fall and his emotional pain began to overwhelm him.
Sauron broke Narsil with his foot.
Legolas' sword dropped from his hand.
The Dark Lord began to reach down to kill his prey.
A small tear escaped from Legolas' eye and fell onto the forsaken land of Mordor.
Suron cried out as his hand was cut off.
A strange energy began to radiate from the Prince of Mirkwood.
Wind began to howl as Sauron felt himself fading, but he knew it wasn't because he had been separated from the ring.
A burst of light blasted from Legolas' body as his power began to pull all his energy into destroying the one who was casing him grief.
Then suddenly, it was over. Everything was silent. The Last Alliance was over.
*****
Legolas and Elrond both ran over to Gil-galad just before the last of his strength left him. Galadriel's spell had worn off on his mind. He remembered the young Legolas that had been kidnapped and taken to Mordor; he remembered that he loved Legolas like a son. With the last of his strength he slipped something into Legolas' hand.
"I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise," the High King whispered before his life left him.
Legolas opened his hand and both Elrond and him stared at what had been slipped into it. In his hand was one of the three-elven rings that Gil- galad had.
~*~*~*~~*~*~
Next time we skip 1500 years and go to when Legolas, Elladan, and Elrohir meet again. I'm beginning to think that maybe there will be five more chapters but we'll just have to see.
I'll try and update soon. I don't think it will take me as long as it did this time, at least I hope not.