Hey! Me again. I am wearing shorts today. IT'S STILL SUPPOSED TO BE WINTER!
We have short wenters and I don't like it. I am hot, and my dad won't turn
on the ac because it is only march. Can't I go somewhere cold! That's it,
for spring break I am going to Alaska.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings. All I own is a bit of land in a hot place, and you can have it. I don't even have a pool.
Virawiel had left to go find some food. She did not usually eat elf food, she preferred finding food that suited her tastes. The great dragon swooped over the valley and saw some fleeting dear and other small animals. Then she looked back to the direction of her friends. She saw smoke rising in the distance from the fire.
"It looks like it changed directions." She said to herself,
"And the elves and human are directly in the path of the fire!"
The dragon changed directions to head back to where she had left the little, injured group. The warm updrafts carried her high in the sky.
"I don't want to go up." She thought.
After a while she found a cool thermal, but the warm thermal had taken he a bit off course. She could still see the four in the distance running from the fire. Two were quite a bit behind the other two. She kept her eyes on the group and swooped lower. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her left wing. She looked over to find an arrow planted firmly in her wing. She felt the air as another arrow wizzed passed. She saw the men who were shooting at her.
"No problem" she thought. 'I'll just fly higher.'
She beat her powerful wings and was gaining altitude, but something was wrong, her eyelids were getting heavy and it was harder to beat her wings.
'Poisoned'
Was the last thought before she lost consciousness and plummeted to the ground.
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"We have to keep moving" Elladan said, though it sounded like a whisper with the fire roaring being them.
"I see Virawiel up ahead. If we can just get to her then we will be safe." Ether Legolas or Elrohir.
Aragorn was running as hard as he could but his leg was causing him difficulties. The fire was racing behind him the wind acting as a whip to spur it on. A tree behind him burst into flames. Aragorn ran, his breath coming in short gasps. He had never run this far, this fast, with an injury. A normal human would have already dropped from exertion, but the dunidans time with the elves had improved his endurance. The smoke stung his eyes and he blinked the rapidly.
"Where's Virawiel?" The question came from Elrohir, who was running with his left hand over his chest where the arrow had made its mark. He also stumbled every so often. Aragorn looked up to see a cloud of smoke, but no Virawiel. He tripped over a root and fell to the ground, letting out a yelp as he landed on his bad leg. The wound opened up because of the fall, and his knee got a three-inch long gash from a protruding stick. He got up quickly, the fine layer of ash burning his hands. By then the elves were far away. He refused to call for help, though he knew he could not make it on his own, he refused to slow the others down. The smoke was getting thicker and making him lightheaded. He stumbled a few more times. The smoke stung his nostrils as he gasped for breath.
Legolas ran with al his might. The elves had high endurance to the whether, but even he could feel the heat. Even though he did have high endurance, this was even tiring him.
'How must Aragorn be feeling?' he wondered and looked back to find the eidan.
He saw him, far behind the rest of them, fall, down. His leg had reopened and was bleeding profusely. Legolas ran back to his friend.
~You need help? ~ It was more of a statement that a question.
~Now that you mention it...~
Legolas put his arm around Aragorn's shoulders to support him. Up ahead he could see that Elladan was doing the same thing with Elrohir. Having the extra support helped and the group sped up, but the fire was faster. It was soon close enough that the cinders burnt any skin that was exposed. The trees in front and in back of them were bursting into flames. They had to maneuver well to escape the burning nightmare.
'We have to hurry!' Legolas thought to himself.
The pair was getting closer to the twins but they were still several lengths behind them. The smoke burned Legolas's lungs as he drew breath. The smell of burning fur assaulted the elf sensitive nose. He saw a carcass so mauled that he could no longer tell what it was.
'That could be us... No! I will not think that, we are going to survive.' He told himself.
Black smoke covered everything, including is lungs and made it hard to breath. He could no longer see the twins through the smoke. Legolas tripped and fell, taking Aragorn with him. He felt the ranger stiffen beside him. His body was screaming at him to give up and rest, but he knew that this would mean death.
~You ok? ~
~Yeah~ the ranger voice was filed with pain.
~Come on, you can make it. ~ He told the ranger.
He helped Aragorn up and they started running. The fire was gaining by leaps and bounds, and Legolas knew that if they did not find shelter soon, they were going to burn!
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Elladan put his arm around his brother and helped him along. He was winded but could still go on. His endurance training was paying off. His brother on the other hand was not doing to well. He could feel him gasping for breath as they ran.
~Come on, you can make it. ~ He said the same thing Legolas was saying to Aragorn several yards off.
Elrohir looked over at his older brother. Elladan had always been the strong one. Though born only thirty minutes before Elrohir, he took on the older brother slash mother hen roll quite well. The twins, though they looked the same, were quite different. Elladan preferred archery and swordplay, while Elrohir preferred books and poetry.
Elladan looked at his younger brother. His face was as white as the first snow of a season and he was clutching his chest. Elrohir must have seen his looked because he whispered ~I'm fine. ~
Though previous experiences had told Elladan that whenever he said this then his brother was either seriously injured or about to die, he knew that the best thing he could do at the moment was to find shelter. He looked back to see where Legolas and Estel were. The smoke was too thick for him to see three feet behind him, nerveless; he tried to call to the pair. He hoped that they were just a little behind, but he could do nothing for them right now.
Elladan felt so helpless 'they are following us and will be right behind us soon.' He told himself.
He started up an incline and soon a cave came into his line of sight. It looked deep. Then he looked back at the fire, it was a little farther behind, but the wind was picking up and the fire was moving faster. He had a choice, either continue to run in hopes of finding a better cave, or take this cave and pray to survive. The fire was racing behind him and he knew there was no chance of finding a better cave before the fire caught up.
~This way~ He yelled over the roar of the fire. The twins ran into the cave. Elladan drew one of his twin daggers, just in case they had some unpleasant roommates. They ran deep into the cave. Elladan could feel fresh air coming from somewhere inside the cave. That was a good sign.
Elladan ran to the mouth of the cave to see if he could spot Legolas or Estel. Through the Smokey haze he picked out two figures running from the flames and towards the cave. The fire was closing in fast behind them. It was only a few feet behind them. He could see them clearer as they came closer.
He saw Legolas' blond hair, and knew it was they. Then a waft of black smoke obscured his vision. When it lifted he no longer saw Legolas and Estel, and the area that they were was engulfed in flames!
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*Tears* I just killed our two favorite characters *burst out crying* Now the whole Lord of the Ring thing can't happen and all middle earth is doomed. What have I done???!!!!
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This might get a little bloody in the next chapter, I am thinking of raising it to pg13, but I probly won't so if you think it needs to be raised, say so in your review.
REVIEW!!!!!!!
Replies to reviewers:
Star-stallion: SHHHHH! Don't tell the others they aren't edible. Thanks for your reiew. You were the first reviewer for chapter five.
Legilmalith: I was pointedly stating the obvious. Estel takes Neosporin.
Estel: Oooh, what's this *Squirts some into his face* I think I like Ada's special tea better. Thanks for letting me use it, and thanks for the review.
Viresse0: Yes, I am bribing you. Like this cliffy? You do have some bad cliffys. Thanks for reviewing.
Shauna: Ok, I'll update sooner. I would have had this chapter up sooner 'cept for a stupid virus.
Grumpy: Yes, they need a dragon. But now she is not here...
Frodo's sweetheart: Thanks for the encouragement. And thanks for adding me to your favorites!
REVIEW!!!!!!
Namarie, Astievia.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings. All I own is a bit of land in a hot place, and you can have it. I don't even have a pool.
Virawiel had left to go find some food. She did not usually eat elf food, she preferred finding food that suited her tastes. The great dragon swooped over the valley and saw some fleeting dear and other small animals. Then she looked back to the direction of her friends. She saw smoke rising in the distance from the fire.
"It looks like it changed directions." She said to herself,
"And the elves and human are directly in the path of the fire!"
The dragon changed directions to head back to where she had left the little, injured group. The warm updrafts carried her high in the sky.
"I don't want to go up." She thought.
After a while she found a cool thermal, but the warm thermal had taken he a bit off course. She could still see the four in the distance running from the fire. Two were quite a bit behind the other two. She kept her eyes on the group and swooped lower. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her left wing. She looked over to find an arrow planted firmly in her wing. She felt the air as another arrow wizzed passed. She saw the men who were shooting at her.
"No problem" she thought. 'I'll just fly higher.'
She beat her powerful wings and was gaining altitude, but something was wrong, her eyelids were getting heavy and it was harder to beat her wings.
'Poisoned'
Was the last thought before she lost consciousness and plummeted to the ground.
VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV
"We have to keep moving" Elladan said, though it sounded like a whisper with the fire roaring being them.
"I see Virawiel up ahead. If we can just get to her then we will be safe." Ether Legolas or Elrohir.
Aragorn was running as hard as he could but his leg was causing him difficulties. The fire was racing behind him the wind acting as a whip to spur it on. A tree behind him burst into flames. Aragorn ran, his breath coming in short gasps. He had never run this far, this fast, with an injury. A normal human would have already dropped from exertion, but the dunidans time with the elves had improved his endurance. The smoke stung his eyes and he blinked the rapidly.
"Where's Virawiel?" The question came from Elrohir, who was running with his left hand over his chest where the arrow had made its mark. He also stumbled every so often. Aragorn looked up to see a cloud of smoke, but no Virawiel. He tripped over a root and fell to the ground, letting out a yelp as he landed on his bad leg. The wound opened up because of the fall, and his knee got a three-inch long gash from a protruding stick. He got up quickly, the fine layer of ash burning his hands. By then the elves were far away. He refused to call for help, though he knew he could not make it on his own, he refused to slow the others down. The smoke was getting thicker and making him lightheaded. He stumbled a few more times. The smoke stung his nostrils as he gasped for breath.
Legolas ran with al his might. The elves had high endurance to the whether, but even he could feel the heat. Even though he did have high endurance, this was even tiring him.
'How must Aragorn be feeling?' he wondered and looked back to find the eidan.
He saw him, far behind the rest of them, fall, down. His leg had reopened and was bleeding profusely. Legolas ran back to his friend.
~You need help? ~ It was more of a statement that a question.
~Now that you mention it...~
Legolas put his arm around Aragorn's shoulders to support him. Up ahead he could see that Elladan was doing the same thing with Elrohir. Having the extra support helped and the group sped up, but the fire was faster. It was soon close enough that the cinders burnt any skin that was exposed. The trees in front and in back of them were bursting into flames. They had to maneuver well to escape the burning nightmare.
'We have to hurry!' Legolas thought to himself.
The pair was getting closer to the twins but they were still several lengths behind them. The smoke burned Legolas's lungs as he drew breath. The smell of burning fur assaulted the elf sensitive nose. He saw a carcass so mauled that he could no longer tell what it was.
'That could be us... No! I will not think that, we are going to survive.' He told himself.
Black smoke covered everything, including is lungs and made it hard to breath. He could no longer see the twins through the smoke. Legolas tripped and fell, taking Aragorn with him. He felt the ranger stiffen beside him. His body was screaming at him to give up and rest, but he knew that this would mean death.
~You ok? ~
~Yeah~ the ranger voice was filed with pain.
~Come on, you can make it. ~ He told the ranger.
He helped Aragorn up and they started running. The fire was gaining by leaps and bounds, and Legolas knew that if they did not find shelter soon, they were going to burn!
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Elladan put his arm around his brother and helped him along. He was winded but could still go on. His endurance training was paying off. His brother on the other hand was not doing to well. He could feel him gasping for breath as they ran.
~Come on, you can make it. ~ He said the same thing Legolas was saying to Aragorn several yards off.
Elrohir looked over at his older brother. Elladan had always been the strong one. Though born only thirty minutes before Elrohir, he took on the older brother slash mother hen roll quite well. The twins, though they looked the same, were quite different. Elladan preferred archery and swordplay, while Elrohir preferred books and poetry.
Elladan looked at his younger brother. His face was as white as the first snow of a season and he was clutching his chest. Elrohir must have seen his looked because he whispered ~I'm fine. ~
Though previous experiences had told Elladan that whenever he said this then his brother was either seriously injured or about to die, he knew that the best thing he could do at the moment was to find shelter. He looked back to see where Legolas and Estel were. The smoke was too thick for him to see three feet behind him, nerveless; he tried to call to the pair. He hoped that they were just a little behind, but he could do nothing for them right now.
Elladan felt so helpless 'they are following us and will be right behind us soon.' He told himself.
He started up an incline and soon a cave came into his line of sight. It looked deep. Then he looked back at the fire, it was a little farther behind, but the wind was picking up and the fire was moving faster. He had a choice, either continue to run in hopes of finding a better cave, or take this cave and pray to survive. The fire was racing behind him and he knew there was no chance of finding a better cave before the fire caught up.
~This way~ He yelled over the roar of the fire. The twins ran into the cave. Elladan drew one of his twin daggers, just in case they had some unpleasant roommates. They ran deep into the cave. Elladan could feel fresh air coming from somewhere inside the cave. That was a good sign.
Elladan ran to the mouth of the cave to see if he could spot Legolas or Estel. Through the Smokey haze he picked out two figures running from the flames and towards the cave. The fire was closing in fast behind them. It was only a few feet behind them. He could see them clearer as they came closer.
He saw Legolas' blond hair, and knew it was they. Then a waft of black smoke obscured his vision. When it lifted he no longer saw Legolas and Estel, and the area that they were was engulfed in flames!
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REVIEW!!!
*Tears* I just killed our two favorite characters *burst out crying* Now the whole Lord of the Ring thing can't happen and all middle earth is doomed. What have I done???!!!!
REVIEW!!!!
This might get a little bloody in the next chapter, I am thinking of raising it to pg13, but I probly won't so if you think it needs to be raised, say so in your review.
REVIEW!!!!!!!
Replies to reviewers:
Star-stallion: SHHHHH! Don't tell the others they aren't edible. Thanks for your reiew. You were the first reviewer for chapter five.
Legilmalith: I was pointedly stating the obvious. Estel takes Neosporin.
Estel: Oooh, what's this *Squirts some into his face* I think I like Ada's special tea better. Thanks for letting me use it, and thanks for the review.
Viresse0: Yes, I am bribing you. Like this cliffy? You do have some bad cliffys. Thanks for reviewing.
Shauna: Ok, I'll update sooner. I would have had this chapter up sooner 'cept for a stupid virus.
Grumpy: Yes, they need a dragon. But now she is not here...
Frodo's sweetheart: Thanks for the encouragement. And thanks for adding me to your favorites!
REVIEW!!!!!!
Namarie, Astievia.