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)
Chapter 8
The dawn came much too early for Aragorn. Although he wanted desperately to get back to Rivendell he had to admit that he wounds were not a healed as they should have been. He did not want to travel through the orc infested forest without the ability to raise his sword and at this point he was not yet sure he could raise his arm let alone a sword. Aragorn groaned as he rolled to his side.
"Are all humans as noisy as you? An orc could find you in a forest of baying wolves."
Aragorn was pleased to see his vision had cleared some since the previous day and was able to give the elf a very clear glare even if he was not awake enough to come up with a fitting retort. He would devise one later.
"I will check on theroad ahead and then we must begin riding, we have already lost at least an hours travel time but I thought you could use some… beauty sleep."
"I never knew a elf who talked as much as you do." Aragorn growled as he pulled himself to a sitting position with his back against a tree.
"Just trying to make sure you don't faint on me again."
"Faint? I never faint."
Legolas rolled his eyes, "Would you prefer fail to remain conscious due to your wound then?"
"Yes, I would."
Legolas made it to the top of the tree before Aragorn could go on.
"Infuriating elf," Aragorn grumbled. He pulled back his tunic to see to his wound. He found it covered by a moist green leaf, more elvish medicine he supposed. When he removed the leaf the pain increased though so he quickly replaced it holding it tighter to his chest.
"I wouldn't do that again if I were you."
"Believe me I won't… what is this leaf anyway?"
"Kingsfoil…" Legolas placed his bow over his shoulder and helped Aragorn to his feet. "We are safe for now but we must be leaving… that is if you don't feel as though you will… lose consciousness because of your wound."
Aragorn pulled himself onto his horse using only his left arm. "I can ride anywhere you can, and no I don't feel the least bit faint."
Legolas crossed to Aragorn's horse and handed him the sword that Legolas had kept beneath his cloak. "You will need this where were going."
