Ok, I know it has been FOREVER and I am SO sorry that it has been so
long!!! I have been SO busy, and I kinda had a little writers block, but
it's gone now, and the next chapter will be out MUCH faster than this one
was!!! K well I think that's everthing!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: eh, don't wanna......... Just don't sue me
A/N: A HUGE thanks to d-chan and Cor for this!! I was ready to give it up and they wouldn't let me! D even went so far as to threaten not to write anymore if I didn't post this! And Cor encouraged and beta read for me! So thanks you 2! This chapter is dedicated to D-chan!! D you rock girl!
Title: Lost Hope
Rating: ummm PG to PG-13 if any of you think this is wrong let me know!
Summary: Feeling ignored and unwanted a young Estel decides to go out on a hunting trip by himself.
Firniswin: I'm updating!!! Sorry it took so long, I have been out of town for the whole week!! But I did Love the updates to your stories!!! Hope you enjoy this chapter!!! More angst coming your way!
Aemilia Rose: Thank you so much for the review!!! Yes reviews do help with the story!!! I am glad you liked it!!! Esel's reunion with his family coming up!!! Hope you enjoy!
Ellen the trickstar: Eep!! Remind me never to make you mad!!!! lol!! Thanks for the ideas!! I was really just too tired to continue the chapter and I wasn't really sure where to go with it, but after a weeks vacation away from a computer, I have my muse back and am ready to write again!!! Hope this chapter lives up to your expectations!!!!
Arifel: Thanks so much for the review!!! I'm glad you are enjoying it!!! Edge of your seat? Wow! Never thought one of my stories would have that kind of effect on people! *grins* thanks! You made my day!
Well enough of me yacking!!! Sorry this is so long in coming, but I was away for a week and this is the first chance I have had to get to a computer!!! As always reviews and criticisms always welcome! Oh, and a HUGE thank you to all my reviewers!!! I broke 20 reviews!!! *does happy dance*
Chapter 8
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Earlier that day
The four elves followed the trail that the orcs had left behind them. All of their thoughts racing. All thoughts centered around one thing, a clever, tricky, little human.
'It would truly destroy us all if something happened to him now' Elladan though. 'How did such a little being work his way into all our hearts so fast?' Elladan wondered to himself. The young elf lord remembered when he had come to love the young human as a brother.
*~Flashback~*
Elladan just couldn't believe it. However, there it was before him. Arathorn's broken body with an orc arrow through his eye, the blow that took his life. Near him lay his beautiful wife, Gilraen, pierced through with several arrows.
Elladan then looked up and glanced at his surroundings. He shook his head in sorrow. Not much was left of the dundain camp, it much like it's leader, was almost completely destroyed. Only 5 or 6 rangers had escaped alive from the gruesome orc attack, all the rest had been slain.
A noise drew his attention, and before him stood a small human boy staring at Arathorn and Gilraen's bodies in shock. The boy appeared to be only about 4 or 5 years of age.
"F f father? Mother?" stuttered the child as he looked up at Elladan for answers.
Elladan's heart broke for the young child. He now knew who he was. This must be Aragorn, Arathorn's son. Arathorn had spoken of his young son several times on this trip, he had been very proud of his only son.
"They are gone tithen pen" Elladan said gently as he knelt down so he would be closer to eye level with the small child.
"Who, who, who are you?" Aragorn finally managed to find his voice again.
Elladan felt tears in his eyes at the pain and loss in the little one's voice and eyes. "I am Elladan son of Lord Elrond of Rivendell, and I was a good friend of your father's."
As Elrohir returned to Elladan's side he explained who the child was, and they decided to take him back to Rivendell with them to let Lord Elrond decide what should be done with the heir of Islidiur.
"Come tithen pen" Elladan stated gently "You will ride with us back to Rivendell."
"Wait!" Cried Aragorn. He then knelt down by the bodies of his parents and whispered a prayer for both of them and softly said goodbye.
Both twins were deeply moved by the young one's courage to be able to accept such a thing at such a young age.
~*End Flashback*~
'He is such a special young one, and we will not lose him! Not yet!' Elladan thought fiercely.
The Elves continued tracking the orc party that they knew had taken Estel. They all prayed fervently that they would not arrive too late to save him.
Suddenly they all heard a noise that made their blood run cold in their veins. Screaming, the most inhuman screaming they had ever heard. The scary thing was, they knew that voice, they all had heard it so many times before, begging for a story, asking hundreds of questions, laughing at their antics or jokes, but this was a sound they didn't know that voice could make.
Elrond's eyes turned to orbs of ice as he heard the sounds that followed his son's screams, orcs' screeches. They were laughing, undoubtedly at his son's pain. They would pay.
Then a sound even more disturbing than the screaming filled the air, a soft whimpering, then silence.
The elves snuck up on the orc camp and quickly surrounded it. The site that met all their eyes was enough to make them all queasy, Estel was tied down as a poker was jammed onto his forearm, branding it with an ugly black symbol. Estel's only response to this was a soft whimper.
'How can he still be consious?' Elrohir wondered to himself. 'I don't think I would be able to stay awake with that much pain' Elrohir thought while red hot fury poured through his veins.
It was no secret that the twins hated orcs with a ferocity that surpassed most elves, this only served to make them hate the foul creatures more. Elladan suddenly had the urge to hunt down every orc on Middle Earth and destroy them all.
He could not watch a moment longer, Elladan quickly strung an arrow on his bow and let it fly, hitting the orc that was hovering directly over his little brother.
The orc was dead before it hit the ground. It was then that the dam broke, and battle broke out all around the camp. The elves took Elladan's arrow as a sign to attack and the orcs were engaged from all sides.
Elrond focused only on getting to his youngest. He quickly disposed of any orcs that dared to get in between him and his goal.
The rest of the orc party was quickly taken care of by the other elves.
Elrond reached his youngest side just in time to watch the small boy slip into unconsciousness.
But what really scared the elf lord was that there was no recognition in his son's eyes when he had seen him. 'What could that mean' he wondered to himself.
He shook those negative thoughts off quickly and began to focus on the problem at hand. He could still hear the sounds of the small scuffle in the background but it was obviously almost over and the twins and the others could take care of themselves, Elrond's main concern was for Estel.
He quickly began to check Estel over, and winced at the damage he saw. Estel was burning with fever, probably from poison, and had so many cuts on his back that there was hardly any skin left, also there was the brand on his arm, the elf lord knew that the dark mark on his arm would be a scar that Estel would carry for the rest of his life, however long that might be, and the very thought made the elf lord weep for his young son.
Perhaps they had been too late after all.
TBC.....................
Ok, *drops to knees* I am SO sorry this is late, and has another cliffie, it's like 1:30 am and it seemed like a good stopping place!!! I PROMISE that I will try to NEVER wait so long between chapters again!!! I just lost inspiration, and then I didn't have ANY time!!! I am SO sorry!!! I will try and do better!!! Please review!!! Even if it's to tell me how horrible I am!!! I still appreciate the feed back!!!
Well Namaarie for now!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: eh, don't wanna......... Just don't sue me
A/N: A HUGE thanks to d-chan and Cor for this!! I was ready to give it up and they wouldn't let me! D even went so far as to threaten not to write anymore if I didn't post this! And Cor encouraged and beta read for me! So thanks you 2! This chapter is dedicated to D-chan!! D you rock girl!
Title: Lost Hope
Rating: ummm PG to PG-13 if any of you think this is wrong let me know!
Summary: Feeling ignored and unwanted a young Estel decides to go out on a hunting trip by himself.
Firniswin: I'm updating!!! Sorry it took so long, I have been out of town for the whole week!! But I did Love the updates to your stories!!! Hope you enjoy this chapter!!! More angst coming your way!
Aemilia Rose: Thank you so much for the review!!! Yes reviews do help with the story!!! I am glad you liked it!!! Esel's reunion with his family coming up!!! Hope you enjoy!
Ellen the trickstar: Eep!! Remind me never to make you mad!!!! lol!! Thanks for the ideas!! I was really just too tired to continue the chapter and I wasn't really sure where to go with it, but after a weeks vacation away from a computer, I have my muse back and am ready to write again!!! Hope this chapter lives up to your expectations!!!!
Arifel: Thanks so much for the review!!! I'm glad you are enjoying it!!! Edge of your seat? Wow! Never thought one of my stories would have that kind of effect on people! *grins* thanks! You made my day!
Well enough of me yacking!!! Sorry this is so long in coming, but I was away for a week and this is the first chance I have had to get to a computer!!! As always reviews and criticisms always welcome! Oh, and a HUGE thank you to all my reviewers!!! I broke 20 reviews!!! *does happy dance*
Chapter 8
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Earlier that day
The four elves followed the trail that the orcs had left behind them. All of their thoughts racing. All thoughts centered around one thing, a clever, tricky, little human.
'It would truly destroy us all if something happened to him now' Elladan though. 'How did such a little being work his way into all our hearts so fast?' Elladan wondered to himself. The young elf lord remembered when he had come to love the young human as a brother.
*~Flashback~*
Elladan just couldn't believe it. However, there it was before him. Arathorn's broken body with an orc arrow through his eye, the blow that took his life. Near him lay his beautiful wife, Gilraen, pierced through with several arrows.
Elladan then looked up and glanced at his surroundings. He shook his head in sorrow. Not much was left of the dundain camp, it much like it's leader, was almost completely destroyed. Only 5 or 6 rangers had escaped alive from the gruesome orc attack, all the rest had been slain.
A noise drew his attention, and before him stood a small human boy staring at Arathorn and Gilraen's bodies in shock. The boy appeared to be only about 4 or 5 years of age.
"F f father? Mother?" stuttered the child as he looked up at Elladan for answers.
Elladan's heart broke for the young child. He now knew who he was. This must be Aragorn, Arathorn's son. Arathorn had spoken of his young son several times on this trip, he had been very proud of his only son.
"They are gone tithen pen" Elladan said gently as he knelt down so he would be closer to eye level with the small child.
"Who, who, who are you?" Aragorn finally managed to find his voice again.
Elladan felt tears in his eyes at the pain and loss in the little one's voice and eyes. "I am Elladan son of Lord Elrond of Rivendell, and I was a good friend of your father's."
As Elrohir returned to Elladan's side he explained who the child was, and they decided to take him back to Rivendell with them to let Lord Elrond decide what should be done with the heir of Islidiur.
"Come tithen pen" Elladan stated gently "You will ride with us back to Rivendell."
"Wait!" Cried Aragorn. He then knelt down by the bodies of his parents and whispered a prayer for both of them and softly said goodbye.
Both twins were deeply moved by the young one's courage to be able to accept such a thing at such a young age.
~*End Flashback*~
'He is such a special young one, and we will not lose him! Not yet!' Elladan thought fiercely.
The Elves continued tracking the orc party that they knew had taken Estel. They all prayed fervently that they would not arrive too late to save him.
Suddenly they all heard a noise that made their blood run cold in their veins. Screaming, the most inhuman screaming they had ever heard. The scary thing was, they knew that voice, they all had heard it so many times before, begging for a story, asking hundreds of questions, laughing at their antics or jokes, but this was a sound they didn't know that voice could make.
Elrond's eyes turned to orbs of ice as he heard the sounds that followed his son's screams, orcs' screeches. They were laughing, undoubtedly at his son's pain. They would pay.
Then a sound even more disturbing than the screaming filled the air, a soft whimpering, then silence.
The elves snuck up on the orc camp and quickly surrounded it. The site that met all their eyes was enough to make them all queasy, Estel was tied down as a poker was jammed onto his forearm, branding it with an ugly black symbol. Estel's only response to this was a soft whimper.
'How can he still be consious?' Elrohir wondered to himself. 'I don't think I would be able to stay awake with that much pain' Elrohir thought while red hot fury poured through his veins.
It was no secret that the twins hated orcs with a ferocity that surpassed most elves, this only served to make them hate the foul creatures more. Elladan suddenly had the urge to hunt down every orc on Middle Earth and destroy them all.
He could not watch a moment longer, Elladan quickly strung an arrow on his bow and let it fly, hitting the orc that was hovering directly over his little brother.
The orc was dead before it hit the ground. It was then that the dam broke, and battle broke out all around the camp. The elves took Elladan's arrow as a sign to attack and the orcs were engaged from all sides.
Elrond focused only on getting to his youngest. He quickly disposed of any orcs that dared to get in between him and his goal.
The rest of the orc party was quickly taken care of by the other elves.
Elrond reached his youngest side just in time to watch the small boy slip into unconsciousness.
But what really scared the elf lord was that there was no recognition in his son's eyes when he had seen him. 'What could that mean' he wondered to himself.
He shook those negative thoughts off quickly and began to focus on the problem at hand. He could still hear the sounds of the small scuffle in the background but it was obviously almost over and the twins and the others could take care of themselves, Elrond's main concern was for Estel.
He quickly began to check Estel over, and winced at the damage he saw. Estel was burning with fever, probably from poison, and had so many cuts on his back that there was hardly any skin left, also there was the brand on his arm, the elf lord knew that the dark mark on his arm would be a scar that Estel would carry for the rest of his life, however long that might be, and the very thought made the elf lord weep for his young son.
Perhaps they had been too late after all.
TBC.....................
Ok, *drops to knees* I am SO sorry this is late, and has another cliffie, it's like 1:30 am and it seemed like a good stopping place!!! I PROMISE that I will try to NEVER wait so long between chapters again!!! I just lost inspiration, and then I didn't have ANY time!!! I am SO sorry!!! I will try and do better!!! Please review!!! Even if it's to tell me how horrible I am!!! I still appreciate the feed back!!!
Well Namaarie for now!