Disclaimer: See earlier chapters
Foreword: I decided to make up for my evil mind by updating twice. So, this chapter is dedicated to anyone out there who loved Glorfindel. I am sorry I had to do what I did. Um...I better shut up before an angry mob attacks me... Oh and again. No reviews. sorry
"You detest humans." Elrohir sounded like he was trying to convince himself. He pulled the arrow in his leg out and let it fall. He did the same to the one in his shoulder. "Why do you try to save this one?"
"I like that one." Legolas growled, "Now get away from him."
Elrond, free of the elves and was now stalking toward the monstrosity that his son had turned into. "Nin-ion, stop this madness right now." Elladan was slowly walking to his father's side, careful not to provoke his brother.
Elrohir turned, "You too then, Ada?" His eyes filled with even more red, "Even you will cross me." His hands clenched and the lord of Rivendell realized a little too late what he was planning. "So be it."
His hand was raised and pointed at Elladan before anyone could stop him. "Why do you gasp, ada? Surely you didn't think you could stop me?" (Father)
"Elrohir." Estel rose to his feet, clutching his arm. He was still covered in Glorfindel's blood. "Don't do it, muindor." (Brother)
"Do what?" The elf sneered, "Oh, this?" A hole suddenly appeared in Elladan's chest, just as an arrow hit Elrohir in his. The latter fell to his knees, while the former collapsed, convulsing for a second.
Elrond fell to his knees beside his eldest, "Elladan?" He scrambled around, tearing off his son's shirt to see the damage. He fell backwards and choked back a sob. His son's side was tore up, the skin blackened and charred. Blood began to create a puddle under the heir of Rivendell, sinking deep into the earth. "Elladan!"
"Elladan?!" Estel stumbled in his haste, only to be caught in the middle by Legolas and thrown to the ground. Biting back a scream as his broken arm collided with the ground, Estel looked up to see Legolas and Elrohir grappling.
Legolas was thrown backwards when Elrohir caught him in his abdomen with a slightly less powerful energy blast. Stunned the prince looked up, wondering why he wasn't dead yet when he saw Elrohir stalking toward Estel, his hand raised in the air.
Scrambling, the human tried to move, but he could only watch as Elrohir materialized a sword out of thin air and raised it. Suddenly he was pushed out of the way and Lord Elrond tumbled to the ground, a gash from his left shoulder to his right side. The blood began to gush out, showing that the sword had struck a vein.
The said sword fell to the ground, "Ada?" Elrohir fell to his knees in shock, staring at his hands, stained with the blood of innocents. "ADA?! OH ELBERETH!!" He cradled his father's head, as tears fell in a hot line down his cheek. (Father)
"Elro..Elrohir?" Elrond asked slowly, "Is that you?"
The elf nodded, "I'm so lost, ada! I can't control my own body! What is wrong with me?!"
Elrond was about to answer when a dagger plunged into his chest. Gasping on his own blood, the Lord of Rivendell rolled away from Elrohir, whose eyes were almost completely filled in with red.
"LORD ELROND!" Legolas shouted, stumbling to his feet.
"ADA!" Estel sobbed, his hand already reaching for the dropped sword. (Father)
Elrohir, knowing he had done enough damage today, sneered as he vanished in a twirl of sand. As he did so, the inhabitants of Rivendell were free and they immediately began to swarm the wounded, trying to be of some help. Unfortunately all they were accomplishing was getting in the way.
"ENOUGH!" Elrond cried, silencing everyone. "IF IM GOING TO DIE I WANT TO DO SO IN PEACE!" He coughed and blood trickled out of his mouth in a red line.
"Inspiring, Lord Elrond." Legolas chuckled as he knelt by the Lord of Rivendell, "However I believe you'll live to annoy everyone again."
Elrond searched the prince's face with an expert eye. For a couple reasons. One, Legolas was a master of hiding his pain, and two, he had a knack of doing extremely stupid things that usually ended when either Estel, Elladan, or Elrohir coming back poisoned and or dying.
"Legolas." He said, stern and commanding.
"Yes?" He answered, sitting back on his heels. He averted his face when Lord Elrond put his hand on his shoulder. "You're hiding something, kleine er. What is it?" The older elf's tone was stern yet sympathetic. (Little one)
"Lord Elrond..." The silvan elf started and then trailed off. "It is Elladan." He took a deep breath to somewhat cushion the next words. His voice was so low it was hard to hear. "He's dying."
Afterword: Um...Hi? .;; Well, what did you think? Oh, I believe when I repeat 'Ada' twenty thousand times that you finally get what it means, right? So, as you noticed, if I repeat 'Ada' close together I will not put it in bold lettering. But if they're not so close I will. Okay? Tell me if that is a good idea. Oh and when I get around to it, I will be putting up the beginning to a story about Legolas and Gimli. About how they kept in touch after the war of the ring and if they kept their promises to one another. So please read and review that one! Thanks! Oh and if any of ya'll are HP (Harry Potter) fans, I have or will be putting up a story titled: Year One: The courage of the Griffin. Its about Harry's father James and his friends when they were in school .A.K.A. The Marauders. So please go and tell me what you think! Bye!