Chapter 2
Note: Alternative universe, none of the elves are allied with each other. The petty reasons for this may or may not actually come out in the story. I do not know how long before Fellowship orcs existed. I apologize for my lack of knowledge of Tolkein.
Summary: The first meeting of Aragorn and Legolas is not quite what one would hope for. Legolas is suspicious, and Aragorn is closed-minded. Can they bring together the elven lands or will they suffer death at each other's hands. (note: does not follow the books pre fellowship)
"Drop your sword" Legolas warned. Aragorn slid the sword handle first and Legolas grasped his in his left hand not sparing it a glance.
"A ranger, I should have guessed." Legolas growled.
"and a dirty elf of Mirkwood, what are you doing so far from your swamp" Aragorn replied with more bravado than the situation allowed.
"You are in no position to be asking questions…"
"And you are in no position to be making threats…you are quite far from Mirkwood, all I have to do is shout and you will have all of Lothlorian to fight." Aragorn sneered.
"From the looks of things you would not be welcomed by Lothlorian any more than I you sword bears the mark of Rivendell. Only elves of such a repulsive land would allow a mortal man to bear their mark."
Aragorn moved to stand but pressure from Legolas' blade persuaded him to raise his hands with a false smile to his face.
Legolas recognized that smile. "Your face is familiar human. Who are you?"
"No one of consequence…who are you?"
"No one of consequence."
Legolas cocked his head again to the treetops and Aragorn froze. Each could hear the sounds now as if an entire army was coming upon them.
"If you do not return my sword to me we will both die"
"Ha, you think I will trust you? If they see us one sword more or less will make no difference. Get up that tree."
Aragorn did as ordered and Legolas follow him. Both were settled high in the tree before the orcs passed below.
Legolas dropped lightly from the tree and waited for Aragorn to follow. Aragorn searched for a way to get the advantage but was could find no way besides dropping on the elfs head which would likely do more harm than good for himself as well. Instead he climbed down gingerly as if he had all day. As his first foot touched the ground though he found himself falling to the ground in darkness.
Legolas lowered the sword handle after giving the ranger a strong blow. He knelt and bound the human's wrist before turning to call softly to his mount. To his great surprise not one horse but two answered his call. It seemed that his mare had found a friend in the strangers mount. Legolas shook his head wondering about the supposedly great intelligence of horses before hefting his prisoner onto the back of his horse. He headed out in the direction the orcs had come back towards Mirkwood. If this human was of Rivendell than he was definitely someone of consequence and Legolas knew that his father would want information about another human within Rivendell care… Aragorn.
