Disclaimer: See earlier chapters
Foreword: Please forgive me. I rewrote this chapter so many times because I kept deciding to change the storyline. I think Im set now. But no promises! .;; Um...tissue warning, I believe. This chapter is short and sad. So bear with me. Its also bloody. Oh and I apologize for the no review thing. I have been through four hurricanes and have had to time.
Everything was moving slow, so slow you could almost guess what was coming and be absolutely right. In this case a person's life hung in the balance. Elladan's.
His dark eyes widened in horror, his mouth forming words that no one could hear. It was as if they had all been sucked into a vacuum, nothing could be heard. Anan's hooves struck boldly at the air, his mane obscuring his vision. If he had seen who it was he was attacking, maybe it would have been different.
Elrohir was screaming too, his eyes almost too big for his face. His feet pounded at the dirt, but even his speed wouldn't get him there in time. Legolas could've been screaming for all he knew as he pulled hard on the stallion's mane. For the first time he wished he had let his father put a bridle on Anan.
Suddenly a blur flew past Anan, hitting Elladan hard on the chest and knocking him backwards and out of the way. Sound flooded the scene as Anan came crashing down. The first to hit the prince's ears was a scream and immediately after, a sickening crunch.
Legolas swung off of Anan as quick as possible. He stopped, horrified at what he saw. Elladan was on his knees, staring with heart-broken eyes at the human lying in the dirt. "Estel?!" Elrohir cried, stopping yards away, his hands shaking uncontrollably. His eyes were filled with rage as he looked at Legolas.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" He screamed, causing every elf within a three-mile radius to jump. "YOUR FAULT!" He sank to his knees, sobbing.
"Elrohir." Legolas reached out his hand, not noticing the way the wind was whipping through the area with hurricane force. "I didn't mean-"
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" The middle child jerked back, causing the prince's nails to tear lightly into his shoulder. "DON'T EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!" The wind picked up, twirling dirt and sand around the distraught Elrohir.
Lord Elrond skidded into the courtyard; half of the inhabitants of Rivendell close behind. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF ELBERETH IS GOING ON HERE?!" He strode forward, but stopped when Legolas and Elladan who held an injured and comatose Estel in his arms, were blasted backwards, the prince actually crashing through a tree. Anan, snorting, ran off into the woods, distraught at what was happening to his master.
Everyone stopped and stared as Elrohir got to his feet, the mini-tornado still circling his body. His hair had come loose of its ponytail and it whipped around as he turned to face Elrond. The lord of Rivendell stepped back, a look of horror on his face.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SON?!"
"But ada, I am your son." Elrohir sneered, his eyes cold and emotionless, with just a touch of red swirling in with the silver. "I have just now shown you what I truly am." (Father)
Elladan, after handing Estel to Glorfindel, who had snuck around out of sight, was now helping Legolas to his feet. "Elrohir, what are you saying?"
Elrohir turned, "I am not Elrohir. I am not the weak elf who failed to save his own mother. Do not address me as such."
Glorfindel touched Elladan's arm lightly, "Lets just go. Elrohir's lost his mind."
Elrohir twirled, his hand arching out to point at Glorfindel. "YOU DARE CONTRADICT ME?!"
The elf lord stood proud, "I dare."
"Glorfindel...?" Estel stirred, clutching at his arm, "Glorfindel, what is going on?"
"YOU WILL REGRET HAVING CROSSED ME!" Elrohir snarled, a red light collecting around his hand.
"GLORFINDEL!" Elrond cried, being held back by every elf in Rivendell.
Legolas and Elladan stared in shock as that light streamed straight toward the stunned Glorfindel, who turned at the last moment, putting Estel out of the way, even as the human was asking what was wrong.
The elf let out a shriek that echoed through Rivendell as he landed hard on the ground, Estel trapped beneath him. "Young adan," He whispered in Estel's ear, "I am glad I met you." (Human)
"Glorfindel!" Estel sobbed, "Please don't!"
He saw a shadow over him and looked up, begging for help. But what he saw stunned any words back where they came from. "Elrohir..?"
"Is he dead yet?" The elf smirked, "No? Stubborn elf." He pointed a finger and a beam hit Glorfindel in the neck. With a moan Glorfindel collapsed, his neck severed, causing the blood to splash all over Elrohir and Estel.
The demented Elrohir then turned his eyes on the human, his mouth turned up in a sneer. He raised his arm...And an arrow struck him in the shoulder.
Elrond twirled, ready to shout at his warriors, but they weren't armed. They weren't even close anymore. They all appeared shocked, but Elrond knew better. Elrohir obviously wielded great power, he had sent them away, and locked them where they stood. They were of no help in this battle.
"STAY AWAY FROM HIM!" Shouted Legolas, kneeling in the wreckage of the tree he had hit. Elladan was helping to hold him upright, for the prince was still unsteady. "OR I'LL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND!"
"You'll kill me?" He smirked, turning his attention to the prince. "Highly unlikely." Another arrow struck his leg, and he staggered.
"Try me." There was no mercy in the silvan elf's eyes. "Go ahead and try me."
Afterword: Hm...Whatcha think? RR. By the way,falls on knees and bows DON'T KILL ME!
PLEASE! I HAD TO!! I HAD TO!!! Um...See you in the next chapter. I hope...