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** Legolas watched Mithrandir nervously as he sat on the bed next to him.
"You look at me like I am an orc Legolas. Relax."
Legolas closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Opening them he glanced around the tent quickly as if to assure himself where he was before settling on Mithrandir again.
"Close your eyes, clear your mind and concentrate on breathing." Gandalf said and placed a hand on Legolas's forehead and the other on the elf's chest. Gandalf himself closed his eyes and began whispering an ancient language that Legolas did not know.
Gandalf opened his eyes but he was no longer in the tent, he was stood in bright white light and before him was Legolas. The elf was dressed in a white robe. His hair was loose and he was smiling brightly.
"Welcome to my mind." He said merrily.
"Thank you master elf. Well let's begin."
Legolas nodded his head and held out his arms to indicate that Gandalf was free to do what was necessary.
Gandalf began his work as Legolas wondered around watching the wizard.
As Gandalf worked he noticed a dark mist in the distance.
"What is that?" he enquired. Legolas appeared at his side.
"Darkness." Legolas said softly. Gandalf frowned at the mist and began moving towards it. The elf grabbed his arm.
"No. Leave it be."
Gandalf pulled free. "We cannot leave it Legolas."
The mist twirled and moved faster the closer Gandalf got. Then as soon as he was in range tendrils reached out and engulfed the wizard. He struggled and watched in horror as the darkness spread and crushed the light. Legolas screamed as it attacked him. The last thought Gandalf had, was that he had made a terrible mistake.
*
Aeolian and Azian stood anxiously outside where they had been banished by Gandalf. Further off Elrond, Eomer, Gimli and Aragorn stood as well waiting for word and watching the tent. The piercing scream that echoed from the tent made them all jump, then run, as one, inside. Legolas was screaming and writhing on the bed with Gandalf slumped over him. Elrond hurried to the bed as did Legolas's two brothers. They both tried to calm their hysterical brother, who seemed to be unaware of anything. Elrond, with the help of Aragorn moved Gandalf to the other bed.
"He's unconscious." Elrond declared. "There is nothing I can do for the moment."
Moving away from the wizard he returned to Legolas's side. The elf had stopped screaming but was choking and clawing at his throat, despite his brothers attempted to stop him. Before he could do anything Legolas sat up quickly, narrowly missing Azian, gasping for breath.
"Legolas?" Aeolian whispered cautiously.
"What happened?" Legolas questioned as he saw Gandalf on the other bed and the others gathered around him.
"We were hoping you could tell us?" Elrond asked. Legolas frowned.
"I do not know." He said very worried.
Legolas glanced around fearfully. "What happened?" he demanded anxiously.
"We do not know. You started screaming, we rushed in and you were writhing on the bed and Gandalf had collapsed." Aragorn explained hoping that it would jog his memory. Legolas shook his head as if trying to remember.
"I can't remember." He said practically terrified. Aeolian moved to comfort him. Elrond turned to the others.
"I'll need some medical supplies from my tent. I fear something ill has occurred."
Eomer quickly left to get the supplies. Legolas struggled to get to his feet despite his brothers protests.
"Legolas you need to rest." Elrond said forcing him back down.
"I need to get outside." Legolas said almost desperately as if sudden claustrophobia had claimed him. "Please."
"I will look after him." Aeolian said and Elrond nodded.
"Anything happens, if he gets dizzy bring him straight back." He commanded. Aeolian nodded solemnly but Azian grinned.
"Sounds just like Ada."
"Who is going to kill us when he finds out." Aeolian pointed out.
"Well let's enjoy our last moment as breathing elves outside." Legolas said as he rose slowly to his feet.
The three brothers left and Aeolian's words of imminent doom echoed into the distance.
Eomer reappeared in the tent with the medical supplies.
"What do you think has happened?" Gimli asked indicating Gandalf.
"I know not but I fear it bodes ill for us and Legolas. They were connected and something has happened to invoke this. I want Legolas watched at all times."
"You think he did this?" Aragorn asked.
"No but something in his mind might of. We can leave nothing to chance in these dark times."
** The night was dark, almost un – naturally so. No moon or stars could be seen and the air was still. The two guards at the eastern watch point of Gondorian warriors were nervous. They had heard strange noises all evening. This forest was haunted and they felt they were being watched. A snap of a twig indicated the presence of another being and the two whirled around to see Lord Legolas step through the trees. Both relaxed slightly.
"What brings you out here at this time of night my lord?" the eldest asked stepping forward
"Sleep eludes me." He said simply moving closer to the pair.
"I know the feeling my lord. I have found sleep hard to attain. The darkness has invaded everything." The youngest of the pair said nodding and then winced as his friend struck him.
"It is his home Yurian," he muttered.
"That's right but I forgive your ignorance."
The two men looked insulted but before either one could speak he slashed both their throats. Both men dropped instantly. The elf knelt beside their bodies.
"Lets see what King Elessar thinks of this." Legolas hissed his voice very different from his normal tone.
** Legolas woke feeling cold and wet. Opening his eyes he realised he was laying face down next to a small stream. Confused and more than a little frightened he sat up looking around. How had he got here? A flash of red caught his eye and he saw a knife led on the bank stained red with blood. His heart skipped a beat and he looked down at himself. There was dried blood on his hands and his tunic. With a cry he jumped and nearly fell back down as a terrible pain shot through his head. What has happened to me? He thought almost hysterically. Not thinking clearly he scrubbed his hands in the stream desperate to get rid of the red stain. If anyone found him they would report him.
"I am well, I am well, I am well" he chanted. "He has no power over me, no power!"
Getting to his feet he tried to walk calmly back to camp, crossing his arms to cover the blood stains.
'They will lock me away. I cannot be enclosed again. By the valor please let it be a simple explanation' he thought desperately.
The area of the camp where his tent was located was deserted and he hurried inside. Quickly searching for a clean shirt he put it on and stuffed the other one in the bottom of the drawer.
"Legolas, dratted elf are you here?" he heard Gimli call.
Legolas curled in the corner of his bed hoping that Gimli would go away and not search for him.
"When I find you..." he heard Gimli muttered. "With these killings and now the pointed eared twit has disappeared I am heading for an early grave." With that said Gimli left.
Legolas froze. Killings? There had been killings? The knife the blood. Nay it can't be true.
"Oh but it is. Welcome back my pet." He heard a familiar voice within his head sneer.
"Nay!" Legolas whispered.
"Nononononononononononono" Legolas curled in ball desperately sobbing and gasping for breath.
"Now now pet I have big plans for you."
And within his mind Legolas screamed and screamed.
**
** Legolas watched Mithrandir nervously as he sat on the bed next to him.
"You look at me like I am an orc Legolas. Relax."
Legolas closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Opening them he glanced around the tent quickly as if to assure himself where he was before settling on Mithrandir again.
"Close your eyes, clear your mind and concentrate on breathing." Gandalf said and placed a hand on Legolas's forehead and the other on the elf's chest. Gandalf himself closed his eyes and began whispering an ancient language that Legolas did not know.
Gandalf opened his eyes but he was no longer in the tent, he was stood in bright white light and before him was Legolas. The elf was dressed in a white robe. His hair was loose and he was smiling brightly.
"Welcome to my mind." He said merrily.
"Thank you master elf. Well let's begin."
Legolas nodded his head and held out his arms to indicate that Gandalf was free to do what was necessary.
Gandalf began his work as Legolas wondered around watching the wizard.
As Gandalf worked he noticed a dark mist in the distance.
"What is that?" he enquired. Legolas appeared at his side.
"Darkness." Legolas said softly. Gandalf frowned at the mist and began moving towards it. The elf grabbed his arm.
"No. Leave it be."
Gandalf pulled free. "We cannot leave it Legolas."
The mist twirled and moved faster the closer Gandalf got. Then as soon as he was in range tendrils reached out and engulfed the wizard. He struggled and watched in horror as the darkness spread and crushed the light. Legolas screamed as it attacked him. The last thought Gandalf had, was that he had made a terrible mistake.
*
Aeolian and Azian stood anxiously outside where they had been banished by Gandalf. Further off Elrond, Eomer, Gimli and Aragorn stood as well waiting for word and watching the tent. The piercing scream that echoed from the tent made them all jump, then run, as one, inside. Legolas was screaming and writhing on the bed with Gandalf slumped over him. Elrond hurried to the bed as did Legolas's two brothers. They both tried to calm their hysterical brother, who seemed to be unaware of anything. Elrond, with the help of Aragorn moved Gandalf to the other bed.
"He's unconscious." Elrond declared. "There is nothing I can do for the moment."
Moving away from the wizard he returned to Legolas's side. The elf had stopped screaming but was choking and clawing at his throat, despite his brothers attempted to stop him. Before he could do anything Legolas sat up quickly, narrowly missing Azian, gasping for breath.
"Legolas?" Aeolian whispered cautiously.
"What happened?" Legolas questioned as he saw Gandalf on the other bed and the others gathered around him.
"We were hoping you could tell us?" Elrond asked. Legolas frowned.
"I do not know." He said very worried.
Legolas glanced around fearfully. "What happened?" he demanded anxiously.
"We do not know. You started screaming, we rushed in and you were writhing on the bed and Gandalf had collapsed." Aragorn explained hoping that it would jog his memory. Legolas shook his head as if trying to remember.
"I can't remember." He said practically terrified. Aeolian moved to comfort him. Elrond turned to the others.
"I'll need some medical supplies from my tent. I fear something ill has occurred."
Eomer quickly left to get the supplies. Legolas struggled to get to his feet despite his brothers protests.
"Legolas you need to rest." Elrond said forcing him back down.
"I need to get outside." Legolas said almost desperately as if sudden claustrophobia had claimed him. "Please."
"I will look after him." Aeolian said and Elrond nodded.
"Anything happens, if he gets dizzy bring him straight back." He commanded. Aeolian nodded solemnly but Azian grinned.
"Sounds just like Ada."
"Who is going to kill us when he finds out." Aeolian pointed out.
"Well let's enjoy our last moment as breathing elves outside." Legolas said as he rose slowly to his feet.
The three brothers left and Aeolian's words of imminent doom echoed into the distance.
Eomer reappeared in the tent with the medical supplies.
"What do you think has happened?" Gimli asked indicating Gandalf.
"I know not but I fear it bodes ill for us and Legolas. They were connected and something has happened to invoke this. I want Legolas watched at all times."
"You think he did this?" Aragorn asked.
"No but something in his mind might of. We can leave nothing to chance in these dark times."
** The night was dark, almost un – naturally so. No moon or stars could be seen and the air was still. The two guards at the eastern watch point of Gondorian warriors were nervous. They had heard strange noises all evening. This forest was haunted and they felt they were being watched. A snap of a twig indicated the presence of another being and the two whirled around to see Lord Legolas step through the trees. Both relaxed slightly.
"What brings you out here at this time of night my lord?" the eldest asked stepping forward
"Sleep eludes me." He said simply moving closer to the pair.
"I know the feeling my lord. I have found sleep hard to attain. The darkness has invaded everything." The youngest of the pair said nodding and then winced as his friend struck him.
"It is his home Yurian," he muttered.
"That's right but I forgive your ignorance."
The two men looked insulted but before either one could speak he slashed both their throats. Both men dropped instantly. The elf knelt beside their bodies.
"Lets see what King Elessar thinks of this." Legolas hissed his voice very different from his normal tone.
** Legolas woke feeling cold and wet. Opening his eyes he realised he was laying face down next to a small stream. Confused and more than a little frightened he sat up looking around. How had he got here? A flash of red caught his eye and he saw a knife led on the bank stained red with blood. His heart skipped a beat and he looked down at himself. There was dried blood on his hands and his tunic. With a cry he jumped and nearly fell back down as a terrible pain shot through his head. What has happened to me? He thought almost hysterically. Not thinking clearly he scrubbed his hands in the stream desperate to get rid of the red stain. If anyone found him they would report him.
"I am well, I am well, I am well" he chanted. "He has no power over me, no power!"
Getting to his feet he tried to walk calmly back to camp, crossing his arms to cover the blood stains.
'They will lock me away. I cannot be enclosed again. By the valor please let it be a simple explanation' he thought desperately.
The area of the camp where his tent was located was deserted and he hurried inside. Quickly searching for a clean shirt he put it on and stuffed the other one in the bottom of the drawer.
"Legolas, dratted elf are you here?" he heard Gimli call.
Legolas curled in the corner of his bed hoping that Gimli would go away and not search for him.
"When I find you..." he heard Gimli muttered. "With these killings and now the pointed eared twit has disappeared I am heading for an early grave." With that said Gimli left.
Legolas froze. Killings? There had been killings? The knife the blood. Nay it can't be true.
"Oh but it is. Welcome back my pet." He heard a familiar voice within his head sneer.
"Nay!" Legolas whispered.
"Nononononononononononono" Legolas curled in ball desperately sobbing and gasping for breath.
"Now now pet I have big plans for you."
And within his mind Legolas screamed and screamed.
**
