Disclaimer:- No, I don't own these characters, they belong ultimately to
J.R.R. Tolkein. Thank goodness he's not alive to see this. Anyone or
anything you don't recognise is mine though. ^_^ and to get it clear,
Legolas = Tregaron.
A/N: Well, I do not know where this came from, I never normally write like this, it's scary really. Anyway, warnings,
Angel: *yawns* warnings are so boring, just get on with the fic.
Destiny: Oh hush up Angel.
Angel: Why?
Diamond: Because we say so, and you're annoying the mentally unstable author.
Thank you. And after that brief interlude…
Warnings: Slash between Aragorn and Legolas. But I do not write citrusy fics, so the biggest romantic action you get is kissing. I leave parts open to your imagination, draw from it what you will…
Angel: And don't forget that it's AU and that Legolas and Aragorn parted on bad terms, and that Aragorn hurt Legolas, and that Aragorn and the rest of the Fellowship (excluding Gandalf 'cause he's dead) is immortal, and that Gandalf is dead, and that the entire Fellowship think that Legolas died of a broken heart because of what happened between him and Aragorn, and that- *is gagged and stuffed in a cupboard*
Sorry about her, yeah, please take into account what she ranted. If you didn't understand, here you are, a simple, clear version.
This fic is majorly AU. I'm gonna put in a babby prologue explaining what happened that fateful night.
1 An Angel's Embrace - Prologue
The last time the Fellowship was together, Aragorn and Legolas had a giant argument about something, and it really hurt Legolas. The next morning, Legolas' bed hadn't been slept in and he was nowhere to be found. A few days later, they somehow received word that Legolas had been found near Mirkwood, dead. It tore them all apart, Aragorn especially.
Legolas however, was not dead. He became a wanderer, travelling by the name of Tregaron. He was known as the wandering man who was an excellent swords- man and bowman, and he was feared greatly. He was also known as the man of many tongues, though he only spoke a few, and parents brought their children inside as rumour grew that he massacred innocents for fun. Rumour also had it that he trained a new wanderer, who trained another, and that it how he had lived for so long. Though, none of the rumours or tales told could be further from the truth.
Hundreds of years did the company believe that their trusted friend was dead, and for hundreds of years did Legolas pass out of their knowledge…
A/N: Well, I do not know where this came from, I never normally write like this, it's scary really. Anyway, warnings,
Angel: *yawns* warnings are so boring, just get on with the fic.
Destiny: Oh hush up Angel.
Angel: Why?
Diamond: Because we say so, and you're annoying the mentally unstable author.
Thank you. And after that brief interlude…
Warnings: Slash between Aragorn and Legolas. But I do not write citrusy fics, so the biggest romantic action you get is kissing. I leave parts open to your imagination, draw from it what you will…
Angel: And don't forget that it's AU and that Legolas and Aragorn parted on bad terms, and that Aragorn hurt Legolas, and that Aragorn and the rest of the Fellowship (excluding Gandalf 'cause he's dead) is immortal, and that Gandalf is dead, and that the entire Fellowship think that Legolas died of a broken heart because of what happened between him and Aragorn, and that- *is gagged and stuffed in a cupboard*
Sorry about her, yeah, please take into account what she ranted. If you didn't understand, here you are, a simple, clear version.
This fic is majorly AU. I'm gonna put in a babby prologue explaining what happened that fateful night.
1 An Angel's Embrace - Prologue
The last time the Fellowship was together, Aragorn and Legolas had a giant argument about something, and it really hurt Legolas. The next morning, Legolas' bed hadn't been slept in and he was nowhere to be found. A few days later, they somehow received word that Legolas had been found near Mirkwood, dead. It tore them all apart, Aragorn especially.
Legolas however, was not dead. He became a wanderer, travelling by the name of Tregaron. He was known as the wandering man who was an excellent swords- man and bowman, and he was feared greatly. He was also known as the man of many tongues, though he only spoke a few, and parents brought their children inside as rumour grew that he massacred innocents for fun. Rumour also had it that he trained a new wanderer, who trained another, and that it how he had lived for so long. Though, none of the rumours or tales told could be further from the truth.
Hundreds of years did the company believe that their trusted friend was dead, and for hundreds of years did Legolas pass out of their knowledge…