DRIFTWOOD
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Adult +
Chapters:
53
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4,576
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CHAPTER TEN
DRIFTWOOD
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER TEN
It was late when Will got to bed and as soon as his head hit the pillow he was asleep. Only to be woke again later by fierce heat and choking smoke, he scambled from his bed to find a mass exodus of the lodge was underway. Hastily he pulled on breeches and boots.
Once outside he saw the sky was red and orange, the heart of the fire seemed to the stables and workshop though a portion of the lodge was also alight.
Fire fighting teams were carrying water in buckets up from the river, but at the rate they were going the whole forest could burn down.
Will studied the sky and thought it was at least worth an attempt, took a breath then said, “Calypso, mistress of the seas I beg your indulgence for these elves who have offered you no insult.”
As he spoke the air took on a saltiness and out of nowhere a giant wave swept through the flames dousing them and the elves fighting them.
“Beloved servant you have until the new moon, take your King to Grey Havens. The Dutchman will be waiting for you; there you will face another choice.” The salt left the air and she was gone again.
Will shrugged off the looks he was getting from the wet and sooty elves. He went to help with the terrified horses that were lucky enough to be rescued before the fire really took hold.
It was just in the tree line that a guard found a crate which held bottles that contained oil. Each bottle had a rag stuck in its neck, ready to be lit and thrown. Not far from the crate was badly burnt man.
He was clinging to life by his finger tips. The guard knelt beside him and opened a flask; propping up the man’s head he eased a few drops of the water into his mouth. He coughed violently blood and spittle on his lips.
Gasping he spat out, “Tell your King it was a joy to watch his whore die.” Life left him with a shudder.
It was Legolas who identified the corpse as the slavers son, Bonar. It didn’t take long to round up his two accomplices, who had been trying to escape over the Mirkwood border.
The two dirty men were thrown on the floor of Thranduil’s study. The soon to be ex King growled at the sight of them. Though it was Legolas who reached them first he took the nearest one into a head lock.
The group in the study watched as Thranduil removed the man from his son’s grasp. Pushed Legolas over to Elrond who held on to his bondmate for dear life.
Thranduil took a breath then addressed the two men, “Do not look for help from those in this room. While they do not like to dirty there own hands, they have no objection to me dirtying mine.”
Terrified eyes met Thranduil’s as he continued, “You are about to discover Legolas and Aze are the better part of me.”
Thranduil reached out gripped one of the men’s ears and casually ripped it cleanly off. Screams bounced off the walls as blood ran down the man’s face.
No one moved in the room as Thranduil bit a chunk out of the ear and swallowed it, “Could do with a little seasoning.” He commented.
“You see there is some truth in the rumours”, a not quite sane smile touched his lips “Aranel balanced me and now.” A fist drove into the man’s ribs there was a horrific cracking sound and more screams.
“Now, well I’m on a loose rein” there was a sickening snap as Thranduil broke the man’s neck and dropped him.
“How remiss of me and ill mannered I’ve been ignoring you” Thranduil’s whole attention was now on the other man.
“Keep that insane elf away from me” the pathetic man begged.
Thranduil nodded as if agreeing with the statement and back handed him into the wall, “Quite understandable to be sure but there is no help at hand as I’ve already told you.”
He knelt by the crumpled man tilted his head up and thrust two fingers into an eye socket. Jelly, blood and more screams, “This is not for me, this is for Aranel who found me easy to love, who shone a light and lead me home. This is for Legolas and Aze, this is for my people.”
Thranduil licked his fingers clean of the mess while studying the man dispassionately. He whispered, “Two out of three, yes the third.” He removed a knife from his tunic and cut the man’s tongue out in one swift movement. Then plunged the same knife into the man’s drumming heart.
“And the lesson for today is hear no evil, see no evil and speak no evil.” Thranduil stood up.
“You are mad” Will stated.
“Was there any doubt?” Confirmed Thranduil.
“You hide it well, is your work done now are you ready to leave?” Will asked.
“Yes I am ready” Thranduil sighed.
“Good, we have been summoned we must return to Grey Havens by the new moon.” With that Will left the room.
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER TEN
It was late when Will got to bed and as soon as his head hit the pillow he was asleep. Only to be woke again later by fierce heat and choking smoke, he scambled from his bed to find a mass exodus of the lodge was underway. Hastily he pulled on breeches and boots.
Once outside he saw the sky was red and orange, the heart of the fire seemed to the stables and workshop though a portion of the lodge was also alight.
Fire fighting teams were carrying water in buckets up from the river, but at the rate they were going the whole forest could burn down.
Will studied the sky and thought it was at least worth an attempt, took a breath then said, “Calypso, mistress of the seas I beg your indulgence for these elves who have offered you no insult.”
As he spoke the air took on a saltiness and out of nowhere a giant wave swept through the flames dousing them and the elves fighting them.
“Beloved servant you have until the new moon, take your King to Grey Havens. The Dutchman will be waiting for you; there you will face another choice.” The salt left the air and she was gone again.
Will shrugged off the looks he was getting from the wet and sooty elves. He went to help with the terrified horses that were lucky enough to be rescued before the fire really took hold.
It was just in the tree line that a guard found a crate which held bottles that contained oil. Each bottle had a rag stuck in its neck, ready to be lit and thrown. Not far from the crate was badly burnt man.
He was clinging to life by his finger tips. The guard knelt beside him and opened a flask; propping up the man’s head he eased a few drops of the water into his mouth. He coughed violently blood and spittle on his lips.
Gasping he spat out, “Tell your King it was a joy to watch his whore die.” Life left him with a shudder.
It was Legolas who identified the corpse as the slavers son, Bonar. It didn’t take long to round up his two accomplices, who had been trying to escape over the Mirkwood border.
The two dirty men were thrown on the floor of Thranduil’s study. The soon to be ex King growled at the sight of them. Though it was Legolas who reached them first he took the nearest one into a head lock.
The group in the study watched as Thranduil removed the man from his son’s grasp. Pushed Legolas over to Elrond who held on to his bondmate for dear life.
Thranduil took a breath then addressed the two men, “Do not look for help from those in this room. While they do not like to dirty there own hands, they have no objection to me dirtying mine.”
Terrified eyes met Thranduil’s as he continued, “You are about to discover Legolas and Aze are the better part of me.”
Thranduil reached out gripped one of the men’s ears and casually ripped it cleanly off. Screams bounced off the walls as blood ran down the man’s face.
No one moved in the room as Thranduil bit a chunk out of the ear and swallowed it, “Could do with a little seasoning.” He commented.
“You see there is some truth in the rumours”, a not quite sane smile touched his lips “Aranel balanced me and now.” A fist drove into the man’s ribs there was a horrific cracking sound and more screams.
“Now, well I’m on a loose rein” there was a sickening snap as Thranduil broke the man’s neck and dropped him.
“How remiss of me and ill mannered I’ve been ignoring you” Thranduil’s whole attention was now on the other man.
“Keep that insane elf away from me” the pathetic man begged.
Thranduil nodded as if agreeing with the statement and back handed him into the wall, “Quite understandable to be sure but there is no help at hand as I’ve already told you.”
He knelt by the crumpled man tilted his head up and thrust two fingers into an eye socket. Jelly, blood and more screams, “This is not for me, this is for Aranel who found me easy to love, who shone a light and lead me home. This is for Legolas and Aze, this is for my people.”
Thranduil licked his fingers clean of the mess while studying the man dispassionately. He whispered, “Two out of three, yes the third.” He removed a knife from his tunic and cut the man’s tongue out in one swift movement. Then plunged the same knife into the man’s drumming heart.
“And the lesson for today is hear no evil, see no evil and speak no evil.” Thranduil stood up.
“You are mad” Will stated.
“Was there any doubt?” Confirmed Thranduil.
“You hide it well, is your work done now are you ready to leave?” Will asked.
“Yes I am ready” Thranduil sighed.
“Good, we have been summoned we must return to Grey Havens by the new moon.” With that Will left the room.