"Legolas, no!"Tauriel screamed, running over to the bleeding, but alive, prince.
"How could you?" She sobbed, tears running down her cheeks.
"If I can't have him, no one can! Not even you, pitiful, little elleth!" Angeli responded, her eyes clouded with hurt, but also determination.
"But why?" Tauriel asked in between sobs.
"You are living my life! You have all I wanted: Legolas, a nice job, a good family, everything! If Legolas dies, you won't have anything! It'll all be gone," she laughed.
"It's not my fault Legolas doesn't love you!" Tauriel retorted.
"He will love me! Face it Tauriel: you didn't even know about me. You don't know anything about your prince, anything! And now you will never speak to him again!" Angeli crackled.
"Tauriel?" Came the weak croak of Legolas.
"Legolas?!" The two elleth spun around in shock, to see the young prince's weary blue eyes blinking open.
"So I see you managed to survive Nenya's power," Angeli gave a small smile, then raised her hands, ready to hurt Legolas again. Before she could move another muscle, Tauriel was standing in between the two.
"Tauriel, don't be stupid," Legolas muttered, wincing as he tried to stand up.
"Just get your arrow ready," Tauriel whispered back, too scared to grab for her bow.
"Silence!" Angeli shrieked, pushing her hand forward and sending an electric wave towards Tauriel.
I love Legolas, I will not fall, Tauriel repeated to herself. Just shoot her, Legolas told himself, I love Tauriel, what does it matter if Angeli gets hurt? Wincing once more, Legolas finally managed to push himself into a sitting position. With a shaky breath, he knocked his arrow in his bow. Then he shot...Angeli's shoulder?! All at once the magic electrocuting Tauriel was released, and the elleth slumped forward, falling lazily to the ground.
"Tauriel!" Legolas cried, running towards Tauriel. Completely ignoring his wounds, and Angeli, who stood a little ways away and was clutching her shoulder, which was bleeding.
"What happened?" Thranduil and Galadriel demanded, running up to the three.
"Father? Aunt? How did you get here?" Legolas whispered, not looking up from Tauriel.
"Florescat heard a scream, so she came back to the palace. We decided we'd check it out." Thranduil explained. Legolas nodded, Tauriel's breath was becoming shallower by the minute, they needed to go now.
"I'll take Tauriel," Galadriel murmured, gently grabbing the hurt elleth.
"What happened, she doesn't have any wounds!"
"Angeli, attacked me..Tauriel...wouldn't give up," Legolas whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
Galadriel simply nodded like she understood, then began making her way back to the palace with Filia helping her carry Tauriel. Angeli, who was still clutching her shoulder, also began walking to the palace.
"Notsofast," Thranduil told her, putting out his arm. "What the hell were you thinking?"
Angeli simply tightened the grip on her arm, and said nothing.
"Guards, send her to the dungeons!" Thranduil roared. Two unknown elves walked up to the princess and began pulling her towards a different section of the palace, the dungeon.
"Do you think she'll talk?" Legolas asked.
Thranduil nodded, "I'll make Angeli talk, whether she wants to or not."
00000000000000000000000000000000
"Now, what happened?" Galadriel asked. Thranduil, Galadriel and Legolas himself were all in the throne room.
"Angeli electrocuted Tauriel with her magic, and Nenya's magic," Legolas told them bitterly.
"What? She stole my ring?!" Galadriel gasped.
"Hush," Thranduil murmured, "We'll worry about that later."
Galadriel nodded. "I get it, Angeli wanted Tauriel out of your life, so the only way to do that was to...you know...end it," she whispered the last words.
"And Nenya would give her that power," Thranduil added.
Legolas shook his head. "Actually, Angeli wanted to kill me...but Tauriel stood in her way. If she dies, I'll never forgive myself."
Galadriel nodded, feeling guilty. After all, it had been her idea to have Angeli patrol the border with Legolas and Tauriel.
"How is Angeli anyway?" Legolas muttered.
"She'll live," Thranduil responded gruffly.
"And...and Tauriel?"
"I took her to the healer, but I don't know how serious things are," Galadriel mumbled.
"So...she's going to die?" Legolas demanded in alarm.
"I don't know Legolas," Thranduil murmured, looking his son dead in the eye.
"I honestly don't know."