A/N: One thing I should warn all you wonderful readers: As you know, Kenturiel and Kathara are the same person. Kathara is her real name. However, since the others don't know this, when I am writing the story from their point of view her name will appear as Kenturiel, while when it is from her point of view it will be Kathara. I hope that makes sense and forestalls any future confusion.
After this, I am going to be writing (and updating!) even more sporadicly than usual. I have a very busy school schedule this semester and simply won't have the time. I'll update when I can, and, as always, suggestions are welcome! Feel free to email me with those or any questions you might have(this is bad, I sound like a teacher! Sorry).
I'm sorry this chapter was so late in coming it's been a busy summer. I hope it will satisfy you until I can put up another...Sorry!!!
Thank you to Saiya-jin Patricia, Misao Shinomori, AerinBrown, Angel of Hope*Vala en'estel, geminigrrl6277, Tinkerclaire, and especially Elven Mischief and Chaos Lightning 13 for all the reviews! Yes, I will definitely keep this going, even if it does take a while for new chaps. ^-^
Disclaimer: I know I've been skipping these the past few chapters, but I thought you only had to do it once. Anyway, I personally own nothing of Tolkien's, Although one of my friends says she owns Legolas....
Chapter 7: Rescue and Death
Kathara tried not to gulp frothing water as she frantically thrashed. She had been midlunge when the boat flipped, and she had actually landed on the hull. Not that it did any good. With the breath knocked out of her, she had fallen off the slippery hull before she could move and plunged into the icy water. Now she couldn't tell which way was up.
"MMM!!! Mmm BLLLMM BLULM-MM!" Kathara struggled to calm herself, but was too panicked to really make sense of the world around her. By pure chance, she popped up out of the water, catching a breath of air before she went under again. She was knocked further down by another thrashing body. Her lungs ached for air. Once again, Kathara couldn't find the way up. As she began to lose her senses, her body took over and she opened her mouth to suck in a deep breath of air... only it wasn't air that rushed into her mouth, choking her and filling her lungs. Kathara tried to scream, but couldn't. She thrashed a few moments longer before falling still to drift in the underwater current.
***
Theriban broke the surface gasping. Treading water, he looked around wildly, trying to see if anyone else had made it. He could see noone.
Suddenly There was a bright flash of light, and he felt something brush his foot. Ducking under, he caught a glimpse of Kenturiel's limp form drifting underneath his feet. Theriban dived and dragged her quickly to the surface. He put his hand in front of her mouth. She wasn't breathing! He tucked her under one arm and swam desperately for shore.
A few minutes later, Theriban had Kenturiel on her front at the lake shore and was pushing on her back to get the water out of her lungs. Ten minutes later, she still hadn't reacted. Tears ran down Theriban's face. No! She had to live, they had only just saved her from the orcs, and she was far too young to die! Then Kenturiel coughed, and water began to run out of her mouth. She gasped in some air and was soon breathing normally. Theriban gave a sigh of relief and wiped the tears from his cheeks. Now he had to see whether any of the others had survived.
Fifteen minutes later, he still saw no sign that any of the others had made it to shore. Of course, they might have reached the other side of the lake...but Theriban didn't want to get out of sight of Kenturiel, since she might wake up and wander off, and it would be wise for them to stick together. He turned around and started back to where Kenturiel lay on the lakeshore.
A flash of movement from the direction of the lake caught Theriban's attention. He turned and saw another limp body floating by on the water's surface. He ran into the water and within seconds had the elvin form on the sand. After all this time, there was almost no chance they were still alive, but at least he could give them a decent burial.
Theriban looked at the still figure. His heart stopped. The elf was most definitely dead. It was his best friend from childhood on, with whom he had shared secrets, pranks, laughter and sorrow.
Lentos.
A/N: I know I killed off a character before I developed him, But I realized lentos sounded like a type of vegeteble (lentils) and decided to use his death as a way to develop Theriban. Sorry if I disappointed anyone...if you have any complaints about it, send them POLITELY as reviews or emails.
After this, I am going to be writing (and updating!) even more sporadicly than usual. I have a very busy school schedule this semester and simply won't have the time. I'll update when I can, and, as always, suggestions are welcome! Feel free to email me with those or any questions you might have(this is bad, I sound like a teacher! Sorry).
I'm sorry this chapter was so late in coming it's been a busy summer. I hope it will satisfy you until I can put up another...Sorry!!!
Thank you to Saiya-jin Patricia, Misao Shinomori, AerinBrown, Angel of Hope*Vala en'estel, geminigrrl6277, Tinkerclaire, and especially Elven Mischief and Chaos Lightning 13 for all the reviews! Yes, I will definitely keep this going, even if it does take a while for new chaps. ^-^
Disclaimer: I know I've been skipping these the past few chapters, but I thought you only had to do it once. Anyway, I personally own nothing of Tolkien's, Although one of my friends says she owns Legolas....
Chapter 7: Rescue and Death
Kathara tried not to gulp frothing water as she frantically thrashed. She had been midlunge when the boat flipped, and she had actually landed on the hull. Not that it did any good. With the breath knocked out of her, she had fallen off the slippery hull before she could move and plunged into the icy water. Now she couldn't tell which way was up.
"MMM!!! Mmm BLLLMM BLULM-MM!" Kathara struggled to calm herself, but was too panicked to really make sense of the world around her. By pure chance, she popped up out of the water, catching a breath of air before she went under again. She was knocked further down by another thrashing body. Her lungs ached for air. Once again, Kathara couldn't find the way up. As she began to lose her senses, her body took over and she opened her mouth to suck in a deep breath of air... only it wasn't air that rushed into her mouth, choking her and filling her lungs. Kathara tried to scream, but couldn't. She thrashed a few moments longer before falling still to drift in the underwater current.
***
Theriban broke the surface gasping. Treading water, he looked around wildly, trying to see if anyone else had made it. He could see noone.
Suddenly There was a bright flash of light, and he felt something brush his foot. Ducking under, he caught a glimpse of Kenturiel's limp form drifting underneath his feet. Theriban dived and dragged her quickly to the surface. He put his hand in front of her mouth. She wasn't breathing! He tucked her under one arm and swam desperately for shore.
A few minutes later, Theriban had Kenturiel on her front at the lake shore and was pushing on her back to get the water out of her lungs. Ten minutes later, she still hadn't reacted. Tears ran down Theriban's face. No! She had to live, they had only just saved her from the orcs, and she was far too young to die! Then Kenturiel coughed, and water began to run out of her mouth. She gasped in some air and was soon breathing normally. Theriban gave a sigh of relief and wiped the tears from his cheeks. Now he had to see whether any of the others had survived.
Fifteen minutes later, he still saw no sign that any of the others had made it to shore. Of course, they might have reached the other side of the lake...but Theriban didn't want to get out of sight of Kenturiel, since she might wake up and wander off, and it would be wise for them to stick together. He turned around and started back to where Kenturiel lay on the lakeshore.
A flash of movement from the direction of the lake caught Theriban's attention. He turned and saw another limp body floating by on the water's surface. He ran into the water and within seconds had the elvin form on the sand. After all this time, there was almost no chance they were still alive, but at least he could give them a decent burial.
Theriban looked at the still figure. His heart stopped. The elf was most definitely dead. It was his best friend from childhood on, with whom he had shared secrets, pranks, laughter and sorrow.
Lentos.
A/N: I know I killed off a character before I developed him, But I realized lentos sounded like a type of vegeteble (lentils) and decided to use his death as a way to develop Theriban. Sorry if I disappointed anyone...if you have any complaints about it, send them POLITELY as reviews or emails.