Legolas stabbed an orc with ease. He leapt into the air and spun around kicking another in the face.
"Thirty-four already Gimli!" he called to the dwarf. Snarling the dwarf threw his axe at Legolas and laughed. Legolas caught it and threw his hand back slaughtering the orc behind him and throwing it back at the Dwarf.
"Thirty-five" he laughed. A large hand, one definitely coming from a large orc grasped his neck and didn't let go. He lifted him from the ground and stood upon a large rock. The orcs remaining gathered behind him and the fighting stopped. All eyes were on the massive orc and smaller Elf.
"Look what we have here! The Prince of Mirkwod, eh?" it snarled. Legolas was grabbing the orc's hand and struggling and gasping for air. Aragorn stared with worried eyes. Suddenly an orc fell in the first row and a young she-elf leapt over it. She shot her bow and managed to kill twelve more orcs before she stood in front of the orc, both knives in her hand.
"Jayla Greenleaf?! I thought you were dead!" the orc snarled. Aragorn thought. Jayla? Greenleaf? Well then she must be princess of mirkwood, Legolas's sister!
"Then you were mistaken!" she hissed.
"What if I just killed your brother, aye? Would you like that?" he teased. "Not really" she shrugged.
"Jayla get out of here" Legolas rasped. The orc mumbled something in elvish and two large orcs grabbed Jayla by the arms. The lead orc took out a large blade and put it up to Legolas's heart. Jayla began kicking and screaming, though this wasn't like an elfling, it was grieve. She began to kick and struggle. She doesn't look a thing like him, he has blonde hair while she is the only elf In Middle Earth with pure black hair and bright blue eyes. Another scream shook away Aragorn's thoughts. The orc grinned and shoved in the blade. He twisted and Legolas threw his head forward gasping. He twisted the blade going further in and dropped the prince on the rock, making a deep wound in his head. Jayla lay on her knees and the orcs darted leaving the dead bodies of men and an elf behind. Aragorn held the young she-elf close to his body and looked at Legolas. He was still, too still.
