Deathless [Legolas]

Chapter Four

"Fear cuts deeper than swords."
- George R. R.

Chapter Quote: "This is bad! This is bad! This is very, very bad!"

"We must face the long dark of Moria." Gandalf's voice rung out around us, continuing on as if my little freak out didn't happen. "There are older and fouler things than orc's, in the deep places of the world."

"Way to be positive, Grandpa." I bit out, which earned me a snort and a small squeeze of my hand from elf boy.

"Quietly now," Gandalf scolded. "It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed."

I cringed.

I wasn't going to be the most liked person when we got out of here; that's if I survive the whole ordeal with the fucking goblin/orc things. It's okay, they can all hate you until Gandalf comes back, and then they'll realise that it wasn't your fault and that you didn't murder the old guy.

It was a pathetic pep-talk, but it managed to relax the grip I hadn't noticed I had on Legolas' hand.

Time passed mostly in silence as we crept through the darkness. Conversation wasn't high up on everyone's to-do list, so it remained quiet. And silence made me uncomfortable. Mostly because I thought I was hearing things, like the sound of scuttling across the rocky floor. I was becoming paranoid; feeling like eyes were burning into the back on my head.

I jumped at the sound of small clack somewhere behind us, and moved closer towards Legolas.

"Do not fear; we are being followed." Legolas spoke in a calm voice.

"Oh, because that sounds so reassuring." I hissed back.

"It is only the creature, Gollum." Legolas ignored my bitchy-ness. "He has being following us since we arrived."

"The little wanker . . ." I mumbled. "I always felt a little sorry for the poor bastard."

"Why?" His tone sounded as if he were in disbelief while he looked over his shoulder at me; though it was dark, I had a feeling he could see perfectly.

"Well because . . ." I trailed off, remembering that I had to keep my mouth shut. "I can't tell you. Maybe once this is all over, I can?"

"I would like that very much, Robbie." God, even his voice was pretty. I sighed inwardly and tried not to blush; fearful that he'd be able to see it even in this dark hole.

I had no idea how long we had been walking, but if my legs didn't look fantastic after this was all over I was going to lose my shit. My muscles burned, and I swear that I pulled a butt muscle, but there was no way I was going to voice that to a group of men, nevertheless I pushed through the mild pain, keeping up behind elf boy.