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Author's Notes: I am really sorry that chapter is like 3 days late, but my computer broke off, and it had to be sent away to get fixed. I was9 days without computer. I finally got it back today! Yay!. This chapter is a little hurried, but I wanted to post this today as tomorrow is my birthday. Well anyway, you can expect the next chapter for next Friday.
Also, once again, thanks to all my reviewers! I really appreciate your reviews, and it made really happy to know that I've got seven reviews for the last chapter! Thanks soooo much!
Elrond now was removing the makeshift bandage made of cloak from Elrohir's left arm. He was extremely careful, as he didn't know the exact extend of damage that had been done.
After he removed the bandage, with a little knife he cut the sleeve of Elrohir's tunic, and asked Thranduil to boil some water.
The arm wasn't a pretty sight. It was of many colors, the colors of the bruises. Apparently, they weren't as severe as they should have been, have the wound been recent, but nonetheless, they were still present. They were yellow, green, and purple.
He carefully touched the tender arm, and found that the break wasn't a severe one. It had been a simple break, thankfully, that way he wouldn't have to reset the arm. The break was place just below his elbow.
Now, with some clean bandages, he wrapped the arm securely in place. Then he went to the task to checking his son for more injuries, which, thankfully, they weren't as bad as the arm. They were just some few scratches and bruises. They would be sore for a little time, but nothing else apart from the arm was broken.
Now Thranduil brought the boiled water. Elrond added a few herbs, some to help the swelling on the arm, and others to help with the pain he must have should he wakened.
Then, he carefully lift Elrohir's head and gave him the tea. Then he changed his sodden clothes with some much warmer night clothes, and covered him with the blankets that Thranduil had brought up from the linen's room.
Now, all they could do was wait for the others' return.
Legolas hadn't had any success in trying to stop the bleeding. The wound had been a long one. After the wolf set its teeth on his right arm, it kept moving with the force of his momentum, and this cause the bite not only to be a bite, but now it was like a slash, that ran deep from his arm just to before his wrist.
He could see that the blood was seeping through the cloak, and it was also painful. He was rather alarmed at the thought of what would happen if more wolves jumped in. in this condition, he wouldn't be able to fight them, as he could feel that he was becoming weaker.
There was also the risk of an infection, as it had been made with the wolf's teeth, and he knew that maybe they could be a little dirty.
He had to get out, to escape from that wolf trap. What an irony that he had ended in, and the wolves were outside it, watching him closely. He saw more wolves coming. They were clearly attracted by the smell of blood, his own blood.
His only chance of getting out alive was that the wolves got away, or at least didn't jump in. "Now", he thought, "that his companion is dead, they are thinking it twice before jumping in".
This was a great relief to him, because he felt at least a little safer, but not at all safe, as there was always the chance of them jumping in.
Now his thoughts slowly wandered to his injured arm. Now, thinking over it, it really hurt, and the bleeding haven't stop. It was still bleeding freely.
He was worried over this, so he applied more pressure over the wound, hoping that the bleeding would soon stop.
Now Glorfindel was making his way towards Rivendell. He was worried over Elladan, now that he knew that the wound was poisoned. Luckily, it was a slow acting potion that orcs rarely used due to its slow effect.
He had seen this type of injury, with the edges a blue tinge, but not the pale blue as when a human develops hypothermia, but this was a different tone of blue, almost a bright blue.
At first, it can't be spotted, but when the victim has some time with it. This type of poisoned was seldom used nowadays because it didn't kill the victims, merely knock them unconscious, and the orcs being the vicious creatures that they were, now preferred to used some really strong that would kill the victim fast but with a tremendous amount of pain.
He had Elladan sit in his front, while Estel rode with a warrior behind him. He was not so worried for Estel, as he knew that he was not injured, merely becoming sick.
Glorfindel knew that Elrond would find the antidote for the poison, so he tried to calm the already anxious Estel "Do not worry, I am sure that your adar will find what is ailing your brother"
Estel at his words calmed somewhat.
They kept riding at a fast pace, hoping to get soon to Elrond, and hoping that Legolas and Elrohir would already be safely there.
Haldir and his warriors continue searching. Up till now, they had not found anything. If by the morrow they still didn't find anything, they would return, hoping that the four friends were safely in Rivendell.
He knew his friends were always landing in trouble, as the occasionally took him with them when he had spare time. They had on occasions gone hunting, and he knew, that no matter how careful they were, they will always get injured.
He just hoped that this time wasn't too seriously, only with a bruise or scrap, but who was he kidding? Of course, not even in dreams it would happen. "The others parties maybe had dragged them in unconscious again", he thought.
Just then, he heard a long wolf howl at the distance. If there were wolves, they must be careful with themselves and consider the horses. He ordered his warriors to dismount, and they complied.
"There are wolves at the distance, let us get near, and see why they are out at this time of the day" He said this, thoughtful about the wolves' behavior. Usually they were nocturne animals, not diurnal, and there were still some hours left of sunlight.
So, the group carefully made its way, uncertain of what it was that they would find.
As they got nearer, they discovered the wolf pack. It was quite big, and they were around something, as if they were waiting for their food to be served. This behavior was uncommon, as they usually hunt, and not sit in circles as if waiting for something.
Haldir in the moment he saw them, knew this. Something odd and weird was going on here.
It was not long before the wolves discovered them. They all turned to gaze at them, but rather than discovered them with the eyes, they had smelt them.
This couldn't be good at all, as some kept staring at them, with yellow, cold eyes, while the ones at the center turned their attention at what previously they had been gazing.
"Definitely they are guarding something" Haldir thought.
They needed to get closer, but couldn't risk an open battle, as they were a lot, and apparently, they were hungry.
They kept coming forwards, until angry growls were heard. So, they took out their bows, and upon Haldir's command, they each fire an arrow. All the marks were true, and now all the wolves' attention was set on them. Their plan was to spook them out, but now they realized that it wouldn't be as easy as said.
They fired another set of arrows, and this time the wolves back up a little. They fire again, and this time, they fled. They had succeeded, and after they dispersed, they saw a hole in the ground.
Haldir now remembered that in one of the meetings that he had attended, they had seen the matter of big predators such as wolves near to Imladris, hence were the traps.
Suddenly a thought occurred to him, "maybe someone was trapped in it", and he ran to inspect it further.
There, on the trap, was Legolas, and the bloodied body of a wolf. What he didn't expect was all the blood that was covering his friend's arm.
TBC
Response to reviewers:
Invisigoth3: Finally Legolas was found. I'm glad that you like my story!
Silvia silver elf: Well, someone finally found out about Legolas. Yes, I didn't want to kill the wolf, as I love wolves. They are some of my favorite animals.
About the pronunciation on Elladan, it is pronounced ell'aadaan. You can go and check the page of council of Elrond for more information.www. councilofelrond. com(removing the spaces.)
And about Legolas being a prince, in The Two Towers extended edition, after the battle of Helm's Deep, and Legolas announces his final score to Gimli, he exclaims "that's not bad for a pointy-eared elvish princeling".
On the book "Fellowship of the Ring", on the chapter The Council of Elrond, it says: "Legolas, a messenger from his father, Thranduil, the King of the Elves of Northern Mirkwood". For more info on Legolas biography, you can go to the Council of Elrond or to www. tuckborough . net (removing the spaces). I'm glad to help you :)
Redleef: yes, I am sure that is quite painful. ;)
HarryEstel: Nope, Legolas having some bad days, hopefully everything will turn back to normal :) And yes, you are right, he always ends up bleeding or something.
CKlovesMe2040: Finally he would get to safety. I am sure that Legolas is glad that you came to battle the wolves!
A. NuEvil: I am glad that you are enjoying it. You've got it right! Haldir rescued Legolas! Yes, maybe locking them could be a good idea. But then again, maybe not, knowing those four, they would get in trouble!
Slayer3: Ohh Yes, imagine all the pranks you three, plus Legolas and Estel could plan! Grins evilly ;)