Chapter 20 reviews:
MaddyPaddy: I'm glad to know that you liked the blood part. I'm not very good with fight scenes and all that stuff.
Elf of life: No he is not. Thank you for the review! Glad you think my story is great!
Crapoholic: Very well then, mam. I thank you for liking my chapter. That makes me happy!
Darklink231: -Gasp- Me, evil? Never! Ok, just sometimes. Especially with friends. I like to torture them.
KerowynGreenleaf: Forgive me for harming your Leggy, but I must so that the story could continue! Stop your crying now, -pats you on back- The story is starting again!
Erenriel the Elven Canuck: I would love to apologize to the elf, but I can't. I have to make him suffer a bit more. Yes, leaving stories at cliffy's is evil, but fun. Keeps the story interesting. I have HORRIBLE grammar! I got like so many reviews telling me that I messed up "pass" and "past". I'm sorry about that, I was a bit distracted when I was writing that chapter. I believe that you were the only one who noticed the "now" and "know" thing as well as the "ground" and "grind" thing. You have such a good eye. I didn't even notice that, and I'm the one who wrote it! Woe is me! I'm so glad my story isn't predictable. Those kinds of story annoy me sometimes, unless they're really good, then they're cool and not annoying. I thank you for your review and I'll keep in mind to check the grammar over, and over, and over until I get it right.
TheAmazingTecnoColorRingWraith: That's ok. Have fun!
Animebishieluver: Really? That's cool. I'm glad that you found my story to your enjoyment. But I can't die. If I did, then who will finish my story (without messing it up)?
Elven Kitten: Even though I love Legolas, it is fun to torture him the way I did. Thank you for the review!
Barlog: I know, so many of the reviews said that I misspelled pass and past. The computer didn't say anything about misspelling curious thou. Stupid computer, can't trust them!
Crecy: Yes, poor Legolas. I tortured him so much this chapter. You want to know what might happen? Legolas will either die or live, depending on my mood. I might make this a tragedy story. It could be more fun. Hahahaha!
Silver Mirror: Oh, thank you so much! I'm glad you decided to read my story as well. You won't have to wait anymore cause the next chapter is here!
KyLaaa: I'm going, I'm going! You didn't have to 'shoo' me! Again with the spelling...I hate my grammar...
Redleef: Actually, I found it easy to be cruel to Legolas. Yes, I am evil!
Kel: Yes! Legolas was hit!
Illeanah: You like the quick chapters? That's good to hear. I should proof read better. I hope I do better with my grammar in this chapter.
KeshieShimmer: Read. It's good for you. And that way you can find out what will happen.
Rebell: So that was the sound that I heard! Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, at least you get to climb a mountain! But you will have to wait until you read the next chapter so...yeah... You've actually heard someone say that before it rained, or were you the one who said it. That has never happened to me! Being shot at was his punishment. I am a big fan of Leggy, so I won't kill him off...maybe.
IwishChan: Before I go and respond to your review, I have to tell you what I discovered. Remember when you told me to go see which stick burns better? Well, it just so happens that smaller sticks burn better than bigger sticks. And just as I said, you're the first person that I told (or in this case wrote to) about what I discovered! Anyways, on to the review. Yes, Leggy jinxed the weather. And I think know would be the perfect time to make Elrond worry about his sons.
Chapter 21
It was raining at Rivendell as well. It came as a surprise to the residents, seeing as the sky was clear one moments and dark with storm clouds the next. Many of the elves had to hurry inside or risk getting wet.
There were several kids playing in the rain, getting wet and dirty, while their parents (mostly mothers) yelled at them through windows and/or doorways to get inside. Some even went outside, grabbed their kids buy and arm, and dragged them inside.
Glorfindel had canceled the training for today, so the soldiers-in-training were enjoying themselves. But not Glorfindel. No, he had a pile of paper sitting on his desk that was just waiting to get finished.
Last night he didn't get to finish before the urge to sleep grew to strong. So today, he had to finish yesterdays work and today's work..
He sat in his chair and began to work. But he found that he couldn't concentrate on his work. Every now and then, he would look out his window and stare at the rain falling for a while before he realized what he was doing.
This continued for a while until he put his pen down and leaned back in his chair. He put his hands behind his head and let out a yawn. He didn't get much sleep last night. He had fallen asleep pretty late, probably later than Erestor, and that was saying something. It was known that Erestor stayed up late at night so that he could continue his work.
But this isn't about Erestor. This is about Glorfindel.
Then Glorfindel had to wake early, a bit before the sun raised, so that he could show up for morning training class before the soldiers did. So it was safe to say that he didn't get the rest that he was used to.
With a final yawn, Glorfindel turned back to his work.
How can Erestor stay up that late and still act as if he got a full night of sleep? Glorfindel thought to himself. But then again, he friend was probably used to it.
He continued to work, but the lack of sleep was beginning to get to him. The sound of the rain hitting the window was soothing and the air in the room was warm. It wasn't long before Glorfindel fell asleep.
He had been asleep for about half an hour before the door to his room opened and Erestor came inside with a few sheets of paper in one hand.
Erestor quickly yet quietly walked over to the desk where Glorfindel had fallen asleep on. Erestor put the papers he was holding on the desk and reached out to shake his sleeping friend awake. When his hand was about an inch away from Glorfindel, Erestor suddenly stopped and pulled his hand back. A very uncharacteristic evil grin played on his lips before he walked out of the room and closed the door softly behind him.
Only to return a few minutes later with a glass in his hand. Unlike the last glass, there was no water inside. Instead, there was ice. Again, Erestor made his way to Glorfindel and stood next to him. Then quickly, before Glorfindel even fully woke up, Erestor pulled the back of Glorfindel's tunic up and threw the ice down his back.
The entire realm could have sworn that they had heard a loud shriek coming from the Homely Home, though they would have never gusted that the sound came from their Captain of the Guards.
Erestor watched as Glorfindel jumped around the room, trying unsuccessfully to get the ice out from under his tunic. Erestor was also chuckling. This is fun!
"Erestor! What was that for?" That was the first thing Glorfindel said the moment he managed to get the ice out. He also gave Erestor a glare that promised a slow and painful death.
Erestor just looked at Glorfindel calmly, unflinching. "You should know that you shouldn't fall asleep while working. Besides, you missed lunch."
Glorfindel blinked. Then blinked again. "You mean to tell me that you threw ice down my back just because I fell asleep!"
"And because you missed lunch." Erestor said as he pointed at Glorfindel.
"You could have just shaken me!" Glorfindel almost yelled. He had his fist balled at his side.
Erestor nodded. "I could have, and I was going to, but this was much more fun." The last part was said with a smile on his face. Glorfindel felt his eye twitch.
"Oh! I almost forgot! I brought you some more work to do." Erestor said as he walked to Glorfindel's desk and picked up the papers he had brought with him. "Now you have more work to keep you busy! Aren't you lucky!"
Glorfindel watched as Erestor put the papers he brought on top of the ever growing pile on his desk. "What about you?" He asked as Erestor was just about to leave.
"What do you mean?" Erestor asked.
"Aren't you suppose to be working instead of coming here?" Glorfindel asked as he made his way to his desk.
"Well, I would have been working if I had any work to do. But seeing as I don't, I came to give you your work." Erestor said as if that answered everything.
Glorfindel felt as if his eyes were going to pop out of his head. "How in the Valar did you finish all that work so fast!"
Erestor stepped away from the door and walk to Glorfindel. "As an advisor, I don't actually get that much work. Usually all I have to do is translate this or write that. Most of the work that I do isn't mine. It's Elrond. I had asked if I could do some of his work, seeing as he is a father and a healer and doesn't have much time to worry about signing a few sheets of paper. Since you are neither, I don't have to do your work, so I finish faster. Now if you will excuse me, I have to head to the Hall of Fire. Lindir said he had something to show me." With that, Erestor left the room, leaving Glorfindel standing next to his desk with his eye twitching madly.
"LEGOLAS!"
The cry drew the attention from everyone. All they saw was Legolas lying on the ground, clutching something on his chest.
Shadow, seeing his new master, who had treated him very nice, fall to the ground, made him fly into a rage.
He looked over at Estel, who had the orc that had shot Legolas in his grasp. He quickly galloped in that direction, and before Estel took the orcs head off with his sword, Shadow crashed into the orc and proceeded to smash the creature under his hooves.
Estel, who was a bit dazed at having a horse almost crash into him as well, slowly made his way to his fallen friend. All the others were already there, ignoring the cries or the orc that was being smashed to a pulp.
He made his way through the small circle until he was next to his brothers.
Raindul had removed Legolas's tunic so that he could get a better look at the damage done. The bolt was in pretty deep, a few inches to the left of his heart.
Elladan turned to Estel and tapped him on the arm to get his attention. "Estel, you have medicine in a bag don't you?" When he received a nod, he continued. "Well, go get it!"
Elrohir kneeled next to Legolas's head. Then he turned to Raindul. "Can't we just pull the arrow out?"
Raindul looked over at Elrohir. "We will, just as soon as Estel returns." Just as he finished saying that, Estel reappeared carrying a small pack that had bandages and other things that you could find in a first aid pack.
"Estel, come sit next to me. That way you could help stop the bleeding and hand me anything that I might need." Raindul said. Estel quickly moved from next to his brother and sat next to Raindul.
"First thing first. Got to get rid of this." Raindul mumbled to himself as he grabbed the body of the arrow and placed his other hand on the injured elf's shoulder to keep him still. He gave the arrow a small tug, just to feel how deep it was.
Suddenly Legolas let out an ear splitting cry. Startled, Raindul quickly let go of the arrow. I barely moved it! "Legolas, what's wrong!" Oh my Valar! That was such a stupid question!
Legolas clutched the arrow in his hands. "Don't. It hurts."
Estel turned to Elrohir. "What happened? Raindul barely moved the thing." Concern was plainly heard in his voice.
Elrohir just shook his head. He didn't have any idea of what just happened. "Legolas," he whispered, "I need you to move your hands."
Legolas just looked at him, tears and pain showing in his eyes. But he moved his hands never the less.
Carefully, Elrohir looked over the arrow, then he slowly slid his finger over the arrows body. He didn't find anything until he got close to the wound. He felt something prick his finger, but the blood was making it hard to see anything. "I need some water!" Quickly, Amarid took his canteen off and handed it to Elrohir.
Elrohir began to pour the water over the wound, washing away the blood and revealing what had pricked his finger. He began to curse and say foul things in elvish, causing more that one elf's eyes to widen. You would have never thought that a prince knew how to say such things!
"What's wrong?" Elladan demanded. Elrohir usually didn't curse unless something bad happened.
"It's barbed!" Elrohir almost shouted. "No wonder he cried out! If Raindul had pulled the arrow out, he would have ripped Legolas open from the inside!" Now it was Elladan's turn to cruse.
Estel pulled out a piece of cloth from the medicine pack and poured some water onto it. Then he placed the cloth on Legolas's head. "How do you feel?" He whispered.
Legolas moved his eyes until the fell on Estel. "Horrible." He said as his eyes slowly closed. "And dizzy, and sick. Shadow?" He asked as he opened one of his eyes to look as Estel.
Estel turned to look at Shadow, who was tossing and shaking pieces of the orc with his mouth, just like a dog with a toy. The sight made Estel feel nauseosus. "He's fine." He didn't want to tell his hurting friend what his horse was doing.
Legolas just nodded and closed his eye. He felt so tired, and he didn't know why. Sure, he was shoot near the heart, but that doesn't mean that he should be feeling this tired. That wouldn't happen unless...
Suddenly his eyes shot open and his arm reached out and grabbed Estel. Estel gave a startled yelp, getting the attention of almost everyone. Legolas pulled Estel close to his face suddenly feeling far dizzier than before.
When Estel was close enough, he spoke, or more like whispered. "Poison!" At Estel's confused look, he began to explain. "Check for poison!" He was forced to let go when he felt all the strength in his arm leave.
Estel grabbed Raindul by the arm, cause he was the closes one and told him what Legolas told him. Raindul's eyes grew big and he turned his attention back to the wound. Putting one hand on either side of the wound, he slowly began to put pressure. He did this a few times before something black and thick began to come out from around the arrow. "Ah shit!" That got everyone's attention. "He's been poisoned! He need medicine quickly! Estel, do you have anything in that pack of your's that could help?"
"Let me check!" Estel, in his hurry, just dumped everything out. Elladan and Elrohir helped him search, but they didn't find anything. All the different things in that pack and not one of them could help Legolas!
"We need to get him to Lothlorien quickly!" Raindul said as he picked Legolas up bridle-style. "I'll ride ahead, you all make sure to clean this area up. If we leave this mess, it might attract other creatures. Bring me my horse!"
One of the Mirkwood elves ran to fetch Raindul's horse. Quickly, the horse was ready to ride and Raindul began to try and put Legolas on the horse. Shadow, seeing his master being put on another horse, ran over and shoved Raindul's horse out of the way, leaving behind a pile of goo that use to be an orc.
Raindul just raised an eyebrow and looked at Shadow. Much to his surprise, Shadow got down so that he was pretty much lying down, waiting for Raindul to put Legolas on his back. After a moment, Raindul got the picture and carefully placed Legolas on the horses back, then got on himself. Shadow stood up, and with a swift kick on his side, took off at a quick gallop.
The other elves and human were left behind. Raindul's horse tossed his head, as if insulted.
Elrohir turned to Elladan. "Do you think Legolas will be ok?"
Elladan gave his twin a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. I'm sure he'll be fine. He has a strong spirit."
Estel approached his brothers from behind. "Are you two just going to stand there or help? We have a job to do."
The three brothers looked towards the way that Shadow had ran down, before turning around and helping the other elves with 'clean-up duty,' while the rain continued to pour.
I am soooooooooooo sorry I made yall wait so long for the next update. School starts on the 16th, so I had to go get supples, and then I was over at my friends house for three days and I was also very distracted. Forgive me? Also I apologize if this chapter sucked.