When Friends Become Enemies
Disclaimer: Why do I even bother? I DIDN'T WRITE IT! Are you happy now, lawyer men?
A/N: Ahh. The thick plottens….. (The BFG. Don't own that either, btw)
Darkness was falling on the forest, and the last birds' songs were resonating off the trees and slowly fading. A chill breeze nipped around the trees, flapping the elf's cloak to and fro. Elrond made his way through the trees, swearing quietly as he moved.
Why in the name of the Valar would his master want him to go out into this forest at this hour in this weather? Oh yes, he reminded himself. Because my master's a sadist.
He set himself down on the rock just next to the patch of ground where his master would appear. He was late. As usual. There was a sudden soft whispering noise, and a tall figure with a robe pulled tightly around itself appeared. There was a soft red glow surrounding it, Elrond noted resentfully. He would not feel the cold tonight.
But Rei had always been better than him. That was why he gave the orders, and Elrond obeyed, and not the other way around.
"Master," Elrond greeted him.
"Beloved follower," Rei replied formally. Elrond resisted the urge to hit something. Beloved follower indeed! I remember the time when I broke your nose, as a child!
"I trust you have fulfilled my orders?"
"As always, master." Elrond answered. I wouldn't dare do otherwise. I've seen what happens to the 'Beloved Followers' who don't do as you command.
"And the Ranger is out looking for his elven friend?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good." Rei paused for a moment. "You have been loyal, Elrond. Not many of my people have. I do believe it's time for us to find you something more important to do. Come with me."
Rei stretched out his hand. Elrond hesitated. He had always promised himself that he wouldn't let himself to far go, that he'd put his family first. If he accepted his master's proposal, there would be no turning back. However, his family would be hurt. Rei didn't like his followers having things to distract then, so he would brutally murder their families. But if he did not accept, he would never have the chance to become better than Rei.
He considered this. Which was more important? Foolish childhood envy, or his family? He knew what to do.
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Faramir leafed through his book. Days were long, and he was becoming exceptionally bored.
"My Lord?" Came a voice.
"Yes?" Faramir turned to acknowledge the presence.
"You have received a message." Faramir took the letter from the hands of the messenger and inspected the seal. Legolas! He hastily ripped open the message and quickly scanned the few passages.
"Inform my wife that I will be away for a while. I have been invited to Mirkwood." The messenger nodded and retreated to find Lady Eowyn.
Faramir frowned. The letter hadn't sounded like Legolas for some reason. He shook his head. He was imagining things. He would leave to join his friend immidiately.
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Okay, sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but exams approach. Eek! Anyway, thanks, as always, to my reviewers, and will try to get the next chapter out pronto.