DRIFTWOOD
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Adult +
Chapters:
53
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CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
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 THIRTY THREE
A sound like none other went up as Will’s horse screamed while rearing as it tried to escape from the pack of wolves. The large animals surrounded the terrified horse, Will attempted to ride his way through them with little success.
There was another blood curdling scream and his horse went down on its haunches. As two grey black wolves sank there teeth into its back legs. Will lashed out with his sword and scrambled from the horses back.
He struck out with his foot and sliced swiftly with his sword again. Yelps rang out and the wolves pulled back slightly, circling Will and the dying horse. A blood crazed wolf suddenly sprang at Will teeth bared and snarling.
Only to slump mid air when three arrows hit him rapidly. The dead animal fell on Will and sent him flying over his blood stained horse.
Thranduil continued to take aim and killed as many of the wolves as he could. Glorfindel hacked away at the rest with his sword. It didn’t take long for the rest of the pack to give up and take flight leaving the dead and wounded behind them.
Frantically Thranduil pulled the wolf’s carcass away from Will and the dead horse. He took his lovers blood soaked body into his arms clutching him tightly to his chest and rocking ever so slightly.
Will groaned, “I’m alright Thran.”
“Bollocks” Thranduil contradicted promptly.
“Not my blood, well most of it anyway” Will tried to calm Thranduil down.
“You challenge your immortality at every verse end don’t you?” Thranduil snapped “Where the fuck is your God, when you need her?”
“Our God” Will said “she’s yours as well you know.”
Thranduil continued to fuss over Will, while Glorfindel studied the dead and wounded wolves. One was choking on its own blood, he about to put the beast out of its misery. When before his horrified eyes its body began to change.
It twisted and turned unnaturally, bones cracking under the pressure. A long drawn out painful spasm and there lay on the snow a young human woman. Blood pouring from a neck wound and bubbling on her lips.
Glorfindel turned his head away and begged, “Protection sweet Lady, werewolves.”
He went over to the woman and knelt at her side, he looked down into her eyes. He read pain and terror in them she tried to speak. Blood flowed out of her mouth and down her chin.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and on her last painful breath she whispered, “Ring.”
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 THIRTY THREE
A sound like none other went up as Will’s horse screamed while rearing as it tried to escape from the pack of wolves. The large animals surrounded the terrified horse, Will attempted to ride his way through them with little success.
There was another blood curdling scream and his horse went down on its haunches. As two grey black wolves sank there teeth into its back legs. Will lashed out with his sword and scrambled from the horses back.
He struck out with his foot and sliced swiftly with his sword again. Yelps rang out and the wolves pulled back slightly, circling Will and the dying horse. A blood crazed wolf suddenly sprang at Will teeth bared and snarling.
Only to slump mid air when three arrows hit him rapidly. The dead animal fell on Will and sent him flying over his blood stained horse.
Thranduil continued to take aim and killed as many of the wolves as he could. Glorfindel hacked away at the rest with his sword. It didn’t take long for the rest of the pack to give up and take flight leaving the dead and wounded behind them.
Frantically Thranduil pulled the wolf’s carcass away from Will and the dead horse. He took his lovers blood soaked body into his arms clutching him tightly to his chest and rocking ever so slightly.
Will groaned, “I’m alright Thran.”
“Bollocks” Thranduil contradicted promptly.
“Not my blood, well most of it anyway” Will tried to calm Thranduil down.
“You challenge your immortality at every verse end don’t you?” Thranduil snapped “Where the fuck is your God, when you need her?”
“Our God” Will said “she’s yours as well you know.”
Thranduil continued to fuss over Will, while Glorfindel studied the dead and wounded wolves. One was choking on its own blood, he about to put the beast out of its misery. When before his horrified eyes its body began to change.
It twisted and turned unnaturally, bones cracking under the pressure. A long drawn out painful spasm and there lay on the snow a young human woman. Blood pouring from a neck wound and bubbling on her lips.
Glorfindel turned his head away and begged, “Protection sweet Lady, werewolves.”
He went over to the woman and knelt at her side, he looked down into her eyes. He read pain and terror in them she tried to speak. Blood flowed out of her mouth and down her chin.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and on her last painful breath she whispered, “Ring.”