Disclaimer: YAY! I finally have a plot! Or something like
it! Thanks to
someone giving me suggestions, and just
a lot of late night thinking I now
have direction for my story!!!! grabs Haldir and snogs him
Hello
darlin' Haldir: "Hello, what was that for?" Ooooh,
I don't know, just
because you're a super cool elf, and cause you don't die in the book?!
Haldir: "Very well, so you going to tell them you don't
own the other
elf since I'm not in the story any more?" Ahh I suppose so, but I'd prefer
you just ya know, turn around. elf turns around, and does that thing
dogs
do when they chase their tails, trying to see what the audience is giggling
at Haldir: "What does it say? What did you
do?" author cackles
evily Ooooh nothing!
Chapter 24 - The Love Of My Life Silenced
The journey out from Lothlorien started
out at a slow comfortable pace as
Laura took in the scenery around them.
They rode in what Laura thought was
just a comfortable silence, however
Legolas was spending the time in silent
brooding thought, becoming increasingly
angrier and withdrawn. When the
first night drew in, and darkness
blanketed their surroundings, Laura had to
remind Legolas about making camp once
again as he was deep in thought.
When he acknowledged her it was with
dark eyes, and a look of contempt. She
was confused, but let it go as the two
proceeded to set up camp.
When the following night proved to be a
repeat of the last with not a word
spoken between them she decided it was
time to talk.
She took a seat near the fire while
Legolas went about tending to the horses
and waited. When Legolas finished he
began to make his way to the fire but
upon seeing Laura sitting by it made for
the bedrolls instead.
"Legolas," She called. "Come sit with me for a bit."
She didn't think it was possible, but
when she asked that he come sit with
her his scowl seemed to grow, and became
angrier. He complied with her wish
however, and soon had taken a seat on
the cold ground next to Laura.
"You can sit on the log as well if you like Legolas."
Legolas didn't move, only stared up at
Laura expectantly. Annoyed Laura
moved and sat on the ground next to him.
"What's your problem elf?" She
spat angrily. He only looked confused at the
question.
"Look Legolas, you have been quiet
since we left Lothlorien. You walk around
with a permanent scowl, frown, whatever
it is. Up until now you have refused
to even look at me and you're ever so
deep in thought that you don't even
notice when it's become dark. I have to
remind you that it's time to make
camp. What is in your pretty little head
that is causing this foul mood?"
Legolas turned his face away, and stared off in the direction of Lothlorien.
"Faith," Laura groaned.
"Oh no, you're not one of those
religious nut jobs are you? I probably
should have asked before I fell in love
with you."
Legolas turned, and glared at her immediately causing her to shut up.
"Faith in me, faith in us, in our
love. Galadriel appeared to you in a dream
and told you of a new life you could
make with Haldir, and you were ready to
give up what we had. There is always
another path you might take Laura, but
I thought you were happy with me, happy
with the path you were on. You did
not have faith in our love, that it
could be enough for you. You keep things
from me, and tell me little about you
while I am open with about every
aspect of my life. You do not trust me,
I was not enough."
Legolas stood and walked towards the bedrolls leaving Laura fuming in anger.
"Excuse me?!" She stood and stalked angrily after him.
"I explored that path because I
thought it was the right thing to do. For
you, for Haldir, and yes for myself. But
I did not stay in Lothlorien did I?
I chose you. I felt that I could have
grown to love Haldir, but I did not
stay. I left with you because I love
you, and you're a stupid, a stupid , "
Laura paused a moment, as she considered
the many insults she could throw at
him, but all she could come up with she
knew he would stare blankly at.
"ORC, if you think otherwise Legolas Greenleaf!"
With that said she stormed noisily off
into the night. Legolas silently
followed behind her, eyes, and ears
always alert, and searching for danger.
When she later returned to camp to find
Legolas not there, she slipped into
his bedroll, and cried herself to sleep
with Legolas ever watchful in the dark
night perched high in a nearby tree.
The following morning dawned in silence,
began in silence, and ended in
silence. This continued on for two more
days with camp breaking, a day of
riding in silence, and then Laura
refusing to go further when darkness fell
on the land. Legolas would care for the
horses while Laura would attempt to
start a fire. He would then leave the
camp, and be gone all night while
Laura cried, and regretted her choice
out of anger, and hurt.
Legolas was never far from camp, always
keeping her safely in his sight, as
he allowed himself time to think. The
third day out from Lothlorien the pair
were tired in both mind and body,
causing both to be on edge, and angry.
They rode in silence all morning.
Laura still angry with the elf, had kept
her gaze set upon the horizon, refusing
eye contact with Legolas. Legolas
began to grow frustrated by the silence,
and without explaining himself,
rode up ahead a ways to get away from
her, and think. Laura noticed, and it
angered her further.
"Fine, I'll just stay back here and
get attacked by something." She mumbled
under her breath, but elf hearing being
what it is, he of course overheard her.
He sighed to himself, and slowed his
horse, so hers could catch up to his.
When they again rode side by side Laura
finally turned, acknowledging his
presence, but again her gaze was quickly
averted. Angered Legolas stopped
his horse, and yelled something in
elvish, which caused her horse to come to
a halt as well. Confused Laura turned to
see Legolas walking towards her.
"What's going on? Why have you
stopped? Is something coming?" She asked
becoming panicked by the prospect of
being attacked. Legolas shook his head.
"Nay, I bid your horse stop, as I
wish to speak to you." Confused, and still
angry with the elf, she seethed as he
reached up and pulled her from her
horse, setting her on the ground.
"What are you doing, and what do you want?" She spat annoyed.
Legolas put his arms out in front of
him, on the horse she leaned against,
and trapped her between them.
"We must speak again. I have had
time to think, and we must talk about the
situation once more." Laura stared
at the elf in disbelief, his eyes were
full of anger, and hurt.
"I do not wish to speak to you
about this again. I have said my peace, and
you have ignored me since."
Angered she looked to the ground, and avoided Legolas' piercing eyes.
"Look at me!" Legolas shouted angrily.
Laura looked up, as he had asked, but
only out of anger and surprise, her
eyes now burned with anger, and inwardly
Legolas cringed. She pushed one of
the elf's arms away, and growled.
"Piss off elf, I will not discuss this further with you."
She stalked off angrily, and around to
the other side of her horse, where
she mounted it. Digging her heels into
the sides of her horse, and they left
Legolas standing there, watching after
her in shock. Sometime passed, and
Laura and Buckley were a ways from him,
when he noticed ahead of them, a
band of orc marched towards her. Running
to his horse, he quickly mounted
it, and they hurried after her.
"Laura, stop!" He called out,
while also trying not to alert the band of
orcs, and give away her presence.
Laura hadn't slowed at all, her horse
still rode on, at great speed. She sat
atop Buckley, and tears streamed down
her face, her vision clouded by the
tears. She vaguely thought she had heard
Legolas call out to her, but she
didn't care.
All in front of Laura was a blur, and she
didn't care, she just entrusted
herself to the Buckley, not bothering to
steer him. Legolas watched in
horror as Laura continued riding, not
heeding his warning, she was heading
for her death at great speed, and he
would not be able to catch her. 'I
should have gone right after her' He
said to himself, blaming himself if
anything should befall her. He whispered
in elvish near the horses ear,
begging it to ride harder.
Panic overtook him, and he again cried
out, louder this time, and she heard
him. But so had the orcs, and his heart
beat faster in his chest as he
watched them begin to run towards her.
'she would surely be taken, or be
killed' he thought. He found it hard to
decide which fate he should find
graver, he however hoped she would only
be taken, and he could have the
opportunity to rescue her. He would, he
would rescue her, or die trying.
His greatest fear brought to life, he
watched helplessly as she rode on
oblivious to the fate that lie ahead of
her. He screamed her name, and this
time she turned to him hearing the
urgency in his voice. "Orcs Laura!" He
called out to her. She stared at him
confused, unable to hear clearly what
he had said, or see the great fear that
lie on his face.
One hand leaving the reins, he pointed
out the danger that lie behind her.
She wiped her eyes, and gazed ahead of
her, at the band of twenty or more
orcs running right for her. She gasped
as she saw them, and pulling back on
the reins, slowed her horse to a stop.
Much to Legolas' relief, she had
quickly turned the horse around, and was
headed for him.
Legolas reached an arm around to his
back, and pulled his bow from it's
resting place. Taking an arrow from it's
quiver, he loaded the bow with it.
He could see the orcs were close to her,
they would surely catch her, and he
had to do something. He let the arrow
fly, and it soared past Laura, and
into it's intended target, the orc
closest behind Laura. It tumbled over,
rolling, and tripped several orcs that
ran behind it. He sighed in relief,
and again strung the bow with an arrow
choosing another target. Laura
steadily rode ahead, slowly closing the
distance between them, while Legolas
thinned out the party of orcs that
pursued her.
Starting to feel more at ease, he slowed
his horse on top of a hill,
thinking it a better vantage point to
fire from, and leapt down. Standing
atop the hill, he fired several more
arrows at the group who only seemed to
grow rather than dissipate as he had
hoped. Just then from out of the nearby
wood, a wolf like creature leapt out at
her, tumbling her horse over with it's
weight. Legolas gasped in horror, she
was now on the ground, and more wolves
had emerged from the woods, and had her
surrounded.
Steadily the orcs closed the distance
between themselves and Laura, Legolas
again mounted his horse, and made his
way down the hill in great haste. 'I
will be too late' he thought to himself.
'They will have taken, or killed
her by the time I reach her.' Laura lay
dazed on the ground, Buckley had
already run off, and the wolves had let
him. Their focus was set on the girl
lying helplessly on the ground.
She drew back as one snapped at her,
only to find herself backed into the
chest of another wolf, who also snapped
at her. She recoiled into the center
of the circle that had formed around
her. She thought to herself, that the
creatures greatly resembled the wolves
of her world, save for the evil air
about them, and their eyes which glowed bright
yellow, even in daylight,
with red at the center. She turned, upon
hearing a voice call out "no!" to
the wolves that surrounded her. The orcs
were now upon her, and one was
advancing on her.
He roughly pulled her from her position
on the ground, using the braid
Legolas had given her.
"What do we do with her?" She heard a nearby orc ask.
"We take her with us." The one who had pulled her up replied.
"I have a feeling the master will wish to meet her." Laura shuddered.
'What could be worse than being with
these horrid creatures, but I have a
feeling I'm going to find out' She
thought. Suddenly she heard a scream
pierce the air, pulling her from her
thoughts.
Turning she saw an orc fall, an arrow
protruding from it's neck. Legolas was
very near now, and Laura felt a pang of
hope run through her, yet at the
same time, great worry. 'How would
Legolas face all these orcs?' she
wondered.' He would never defeat them
all.' Suddenly she found herself being
lifted from the ground, and was thrown
over the orcs shoulder. She screamed
as half of the orcs ran away, her being
atop one of them, and the other half
stayed to battle. She felt relief run
through her. Legolas now stood a
slight chance, with not as many to
fight.
Legolas stood helpless as he watched
Laura being carried away. There were
eight, maybe ten orcs advancing on him,
along with all the wolves left to
stand guard. If by some miracle he
survived, they were to kill him. Legolas
pulled out one of his six remaining
arrows, and fired each one with a deadly
accuracy, felling each of the beasts he
intended the arrows for. When he had
run out of arrows, he replaced the bow
on his back, and from his back he
pulled out twin elvish fighting knives.
The first orc to approach was quickly
disarmed - literally. Legolas' blade
sliced his arm off, and he quickly moved
on to the next orc, slicing it's
head off at the neck. Now only two orcs
remained. The two circled about him,
and then without warning charged at him.
Legolas spun around dodging the
blades coming for him. One of the orcs
stumbled, and fell to the ground,
while the other orcs blade came crashing
into his.
The blade fell from Legolas' hand at the
surprise, and he tumbled back,
falling to the ground. Again the orc
blade flew at him, this time aimed at
his neck, and Legolas' blocked the blade
with his own. The orc put all his
force and weight into the blade, that
was now dangerously close to his
throat. Summoning all his strength,
Legolas kicked at the orc, the blow
landing in it's stomach.
The beast stumbled back to the ground,
allowing the elf enough time to stand
and retrieve his weapon. Once the orc
regained his footing, and stood, he
charged at Legolas, weapon held high
above his head. Legolas spun around to
fake the orc out, and held one elvish
knife out behind him, which delved
deep within the orcs stomach. It cried
out in pain, and dropped it's blade,
before falling to the ground dead.
Legolas let out an exasperated, long
held breath, and wiped his blades
clean of the black orc blood. Turning,
he glared at the wolves who stood in
place shocked. One of them let out a
yelp, and ran for the wood. The rest
followed. Legolas then set to collecting
all of his missing arrows. He came
upon an orc who much to his displeasure,
still drew breath. He advanced on
it, prepared to kill it, when it spoke.
"Let me live, and I'll tell you where the party is heading with the woman."
Legolas learned from the injured orc
that the band of orcs were headed
South-West and would pass through
Fangorn Forest during the day for cover.
The orc also warned him of a Witch, said
to dwell deep within the forest,
and said it was wise to stay clear of
the wood. The orc finished telling the
elf all he had asked, and he stood to
leave. Before he left he said
something that would haunt Legolas for
some time to come.
"Since you have been true to your word, you would do well to leave now orc."
Legolas offered the orc his hand to
stand, though thoroughly repulsed by the
idea of touching the beast. The orc
refused the offered hand, and stood on
his own. The orc turned to leave, and
had walked several steps when he
turned.
"Orcs were once elves you know." Legolas nodded.
"Of that I am fully aware." The orc then nodded as well.
"Then I do not consider this a
betrayal of my kind. Having aided you in
finding the woman. Surely it is not
wrong for two so alike to show a
kindness to the other now and
then." Legolas stood shocked, but nodded and
muttered a reply.
"Aye surely it cannot be."