I know I haven't finished my other LOTR's fic, but I got inspired by Wilde
Phyre and Katherine's stories to do some more serious stuff.
I have taken some info from Orlando himself he has said that "The elf he plays is almost three thousand years old, elves can only die if they are slain in battle or of a broken heart and they experience greater sadness and greater joy."
Anyways, I decided to write about the battle of Helm's deep like many have been. But I have changed a few things, Gandalf showed up before Aragorn and the others rode out and Legolas had gotten stranded on the walls, also Haldir isn't quite dead so there's no confusion. I hope you like my fic and I hope you will review me on what I can improve and if you like it, Thanks!
P.S. I know I probably spelled a lot of places wrong if you know the spelling could you tell me I couldn't remember Arwen's fathers name I think its Elrond and I don't say Legolas's I say Legolas' it's the same thing!
Close your eyes
The sun shone with an untouchable brightness as Shadowfax led the Rohan soldiers to the broken fortress of Helm's Deep. The Ura-Kai growled with fits of rage as they were blinded, and met their demise against the sea of men. Gandalf steadied the magnificent steed as he demounted it. Thaoden spoke to the wizard as injured, tired men and elves rose from the ash and stone.
Aragorn surveyed the after math of the war; there must have been thousands beyond that of dead. He refused to believe things he saw, bodies of Orc, Men and Elves scattered the ruined hold. Bodies piled high against the walls where ladders had been taken down from the stone wall. Aragorn gave a relieved sigh to Eowyn accompanied by Gimli.
"The battle was hard and long but I knew we could defeat them." Gimli said gruffly, his red beard stained with ash, dirt and the blood of the Orc. Eowyn smiled warmly at the tired ranger, tears of joy and fear streamed down her face. Aragorn couldn't be happy though, so much had been lost in a frivolous battle, though he knew Frodo would have much more peril than he could ever imagine.
"Aragorn." Gimli said breaking Aragorn's thoughts, "Where is the elf? I plan to boast over my many kills." Aragorn remembered how he had seen Haldir fall, he wondered if his friend were still alive? He shoved the thought from his mind as Gandalf approached him.
"You have fought well Aragorn; I knew you would see this through." Aragorn looked at Gandalf almost with a spark of anger flaming behind his eyes, the old man was clean and kempt it almost made him feel disgusted. But he had saved them and the people of Thaoden's country. What Gandalf was saying didn't seem to make its way to Aragorn as he was distracted by something, 'Where was Legolas?'
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Legolas struggled to free himself, as he believed more than a hundred bodies lay on top of him. His body ached and screamed for him to stop struggling and lay dead like the rest but he refused, The smell of rotting flesh wasn't helping either, Legolas was careful not to get himself too close to the edge of the wall he tried to push the fallen bodies off of him but the armor they wore only pulled them down farther. Legolas screamed in disgust at his defeat, he was a warrior and a prince and he could not get through something such as this? The thought made him angrier each time it riddled through his mind.
"Legolas." came a faint whisper, Legolas stopped moving as the voice filled his ears and shook him with fear. "Haldir! Haldir where are you?" he yelled, though he felt the wall of bodies was impenetrable. He was angered more so that he could not reach for his sword to help push the bodies off himself.
"Haldir? Where are you? Say something!" Legolas yelled his head spinning in all directions. The bodies had fallen on him in such a way that he was trapped from the waist down and only had a small area to move his head, his arm was wrapped tight in an Orc's belt and it cut deep into his wrist as he struggled, though numbing pain rippled through him he refused to let it over take him. Haldir was trapped somewhere. Maybe dying, Legolas didn't know. He didn't want to think of it but it plagued his mind and forced him to struggle against his own will to find his fallen friend.
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*Flash Back*
"Legolas you are so stubborn why don't you just admit my superiority and let it be at that." Haldir wore a smug grin as usual.
Legolas grinned, as he aimed at the target he and his love had been practicing on. Haldir had shot the center five times over and Legolas refused to let him win this time. As he released the arrow a look of satisfaction spread across his face. Haldir crossed his arms.
"You're such a show off." He stated, looking at his center arrow split down the middle. "You should really learn to take a joke my friend or you'll always be a sore loser." Legolas looked up at Haldir, "Well looks to me like you're the one who lost so if I were you I wouldn't say such things." Haldir laughed as did Legolas.
Haldir put a hand on Legolas' shoulder, who looked up seeing himself in Haldir's eyes, deep sapphire eyes like crystal. Haldir kneeled down and kissed Legolas' petal sweet lips. "For now you are the winner my prince, but only for now."
*End of Flashback*
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"Legolas. where. are you..?" Legolas jerked his arm with all the strength he could muster, he cringed in pain as he felt steel pierce his porcelain skin, for the first time through the journey to destroy the ring, Legolas let hot tears spill from his eyes. "Oh let me out!" Legolas screamed his voice cracked as he did. "Haldir please don't die!" he yelled.
Aragorn helped the men pile the dead upon a cart so they could begin to burn the Orc in the field. Men and Elves were laid down inside the keep. Aragorn worriedly searched for Legolas amongst the bodies. But unknowing to him his fair haired friend was trapped above him, underneath the rotting bodies of many.
Legolas kicked his feet out trying to push the bodies off but they could not be removed from where they lay. He breathed heavily as he tried to free his arm then, the belt of the Orc had wrapped around tightly like a serpent. And the spikes it donned dug into him each time he attempted to pull free.
With a desperate attempt, Legolas ripped his dagger free from his sheath and desperately worked at freeing his aching arm. The blade swiped through the tanned belt easily but moving his arm then was harder than he though. "I must have broken it." Legolas thought pulling his arm close to his chest holding it to prevent his blood from escaping. Suddenly there was a foreign noise, like footsteps. Legolas called out, yelling as loud as he could. But not for himself he was yelling, "Help him! Somebody help Haldir!"
The sound of Legolas' voice filled Aragorn's ears as he pulled the bodies away from the wall. He threw the Orc bodies over and men below gathered what weapons they could while destroying the bodies. Aragorn stopped suddenly as he lost hold of Legolas' voice.
"Legolas? Legolas where are you?" Aragorn called, Legolas wept as he lie defeated beneath the bodies, he listened as Aragorn called to him, and he let out a faint whimper. That was enough to keep the war torn ranger going. As he threw the tenth Orc over the wall, Legolas' cries became clearer. Aragorn looked up as Gimli suddenly shouted at him.
"Aragorn I've uncovered the arrogant elf." Haldir looked to be at deaths bed as Gimli tried his best to hold him up. "Get him help quickly!" Aragorn yelled to Eowyn who helped Gimli take the elf down the stairs to the main hall.
Legolas laid silent inside the heap of bodies, suddenly the air was sweeter and fresher, he could feel the heat of a morning sun against his face but he dared not open his eyes fearing that he may have died or the feelings he was having were tricks of his mind.
Aragorn's eyes widened as he uncovered Legolas, his golden hair was a deep red stained with the blood of the Orc that had lain upon him, and his tunic was covered in the same, he was damp from the nights rain fall but his arm was glowing with the fresh blood that continued to seep from it.
"Legolas! Legolas speak to me!" Aragorn yelled, Gandalf gasped at the sight of the elf that usually held a state of beauty, but his crumpled body only showed pain and fear. "Get him out of there Aragorn! He needs help now!" Aragorn's body screamed at him to move but he couldn't he felt betrayed by his eyes. Gandalf slapped the ranger across the head. "Get a hold of yourself man he'll die if we don't move him!"
Aragorn scooped up the frail creature in his arms, cradling his head and hoping for the best. Legolas could hear voices all around him; he could feel the pain of the woman Eowyn teasing at his skin as she cleaned and cured it. He heard everything not once did he sleep or fall into darkness. He listened, that's all he could do, his body told him he had to rest. Though he refused its screams for sleep and pleas to forget all he had seen and rebuild his strength.
Well this is the first chapter I hope you like it so far, please review and tell me what you think!
I have taken some info from Orlando himself he has said that "The elf he plays is almost three thousand years old, elves can only die if they are slain in battle or of a broken heart and they experience greater sadness and greater joy."
Anyways, I decided to write about the battle of Helm's deep like many have been. But I have changed a few things, Gandalf showed up before Aragorn and the others rode out and Legolas had gotten stranded on the walls, also Haldir isn't quite dead so there's no confusion. I hope you like my fic and I hope you will review me on what I can improve and if you like it, Thanks!
P.S. I know I probably spelled a lot of places wrong if you know the spelling could you tell me I couldn't remember Arwen's fathers name I think its Elrond and I don't say Legolas's I say Legolas' it's the same thing!
Close your eyes
The sun shone with an untouchable brightness as Shadowfax led the Rohan soldiers to the broken fortress of Helm's Deep. The Ura-Kai growled with fits of rage as they were blinded, and met their demise against the sea of men. Gandalf steadied the magnificent steed as he demounted it. Thaoden spoke to the wizard as injured, tired men and elves rose from the ash and stone.
Aragorn surveyed the after math of the war; there must have been thousands beyond that of dead. He refused to believe things he saw, bodies of Orc, Men and Elves scattered the ruined hold. Bodies piled high against the walls where ladders had been taken down from the stone wall. Aragorn gave a relieved sigh to Eowyn accompanied by Gimli.
"The battle was hard and long but I knew we could defeat them." Gimli said gruffly, his red beard stained with ash, dirt and the blood of the Orc. Eowyn smiled warmly at the tired ranger, tears of joy and fear streamed down her face. Aragorn couldn't be happy though, so much had been lost in a frivolous battle, though he knew Frodo would have much more peril than he could ever imagine.
"Aragorn." Gimli said breaking Aragorn's thoughts, "Where is the elf? I plan to boast over my many kills." Aragorn remembered how he had seen Haldir fall, he wondered if his friend were still alive? He shoved the thought from his mind as Gandalf approached him.
"You have fought well Aragorn; I knew you would see this through." Aragorn looked at Gandalf almost with a spark of anger flaming behind his eyes, the old man was clean and kempt it almost made him feel disgusted. But he had saved them and the people of Thaoden's country. What Gandalf was saying didn't seem to make its way to Aragorn as he was distracted by something, 'Where was Legolas?'
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Legolas struggled to free himself, as he believed more than a hundred bodies lay on top of him. His body ached and screamed for him to stop struggling and lay dead like the rest but he refused, The smell of rotting flesh wasn't helping either, Legolas was careful not to get himself too close to the edge of the wall he tried to push the fallen bodies off of him but the armor they wore only pulled them down farther. Legolas screamed in disgust at his defeat, he was a warrior and a prince and he could not get through something such as this? The thought made him angrier each time it riddled through his mind.
"Legolas." came a faint whisper, Legolas stopped moving as the voice filled his ears and shook him with fear. "Haldir! Haldir where are you?" he yelled, though he felt the wall of bodies was impenetrable. He was angered more so that he could not reach for his sword to help push the bodies off himself.
"Haldir? Where are you? Say something!" Legolas yelled his head spinning in all directions. The bodies had fallen on him in such a way that he was trapped from the waist down and only had a small area to move his head, his arm was wrapped tight in an Orc's belt and it cut deep into his wrist as he struggled, though numbing pain rippled through him he refused to let it over take him. Haldir was trapped somewhere. Maybe dying, Legolas didn't know. He didn't want to think of it but it plagued his mind and forced him to struggle against his own will to find his fallen friend.
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*Flash Back*
"Legolas you are so stubborn why don't you just admit my superiority and let it be at that." Haldir wore a smug grin as usual.
Legolas grinned, as he aimed at the target he and his love had been practicing on. Haldir had shot the center five times over and Legolas refused to let him win this time. As he released the arrow a look of satisfaction spread across his face. Haldir crossed his arms.
"You're such a show off." He stated, looking at his center arrow split down the middle. "You should really learn to take a joke my friend or you'll always be a sore loser." Legolas looked up at Haldir, "Well looks to me like you're the one who lost so if I were you I wouldn't say such things." Haldir laughed as did Legolas.
Haldir put a hand on Legolas' shoulder, who looked up seeing himself in Haldir's eyes, deep sapphire eyes like crystal. Haldir kneeled down and kissed Legolas' petal sweet lips. "For now you are the winner my prince, but only for now."
*End of Flashback*
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"Legolas. where. are you..?" Legolas jerked his arm with all the strength he could muster, he cringed in pain as he felt steel pierce his porcelain skin, for the first time through the journey to destroy the ring, Legolas let hot tears spill from his eyes. "Oh let me out!" Legolas screamed his voice cracked as he did. "Haldir please don't die!" he yelled.
Aragorn helped the men pile the dead upon a cart so they could begin to burn the Orc in the field. Men and Elves were laid down inside the keep. Aragorn worriedly searched for Legolas amongst the bodies. But unknowing to him his fair haired friend was trapped above him, underneath the rotting bodies of many.
Legolas kicked his feet out trying to push the bodies off but they could not be removed from where they lay. He breathed heavily as he tried to free his arm then, the belt of the Orc had wrapped around tightly like a serpent. And the spikes it donned dug into him each time he attempted to pull free.
With a desperate attempt, Legolas ripped his dagger free from his sheath and desperately worked at freeing his aching arm. The blade swiped through the tanned belt easily but moving his arm then was harder than he though. "I must have broken it." Legolas thought pulling his arm close to his chest holding it to prevent his blood from escaping. Suddenly there was a foreign noise, like footsteps. Legolas called out, yelling as loud as he could. But not for himself he was yelling, "Help him! Somebody help Haldir!"
The sound of Legolas' voice filled Aragorn's ears as he pulled the bodies away from the wall. He threw the Orc bodies over and men below gathered what weapons they could while destroying the bodies. Aragorn stopped suddenly as he lost hold of Legolas' voice.
"Legolas? Legolas where are you?" Aragorn called, Legolas wept as he lie defeated beneath the bodies, he listened as Aragorn called to him, and he let out a faint whimper. That was enough to keep the war torn ranger going. As he threw the tenth Orc over the wall, Legolas' cries became clearer. Aragorn looked up as Gimli suddenly shouted at him.
"Aragorn I've uncovered the arrogant elf." Haldir looked to be at deaths bed as Gimli tried his best to hold him up. "Get him help quickly!" Aragorn yelled to Eowyn who helped Gimli take the elf down the stairs to the main hall.
Legolas laid silent inside the heap of bodies, suddenly the air was sweeter and fresher, he could feel the heat of a morning sun against his face but he dared not open his eyes fearing that he may have died or the feelings he was having were tricks of his mind.
Aragorn's eyes widened as he uncovered Legolas, his golden hair was a deep red stained with the blood of the Orc that had lain upon him, and his tunic was covered in the same, he was damp from the nights rain fall but his arm was glowing with the fresh blood that continued to seep from it.
"Legolas! Legolas speak to me!" Aragorn yelled, Gandalf gasped at the sight of the elf that usually held a state of beauty, but his crumpled body only showed pain and fear. "Get him out of there Aragorn! He needs help now!" Aragorn's body screamed at him to move but he couldn't he felt betrayed by his eyes. Gandalf slapped the ranger across the head. "Get a hold of yourself man he'll die if we don't move him!"
Aragorn scooped up the frail creature in his arms, cradling his head and hoping for the best. Legolas could hear voices all around him; he could feel the pain of the woman Eowyn teasing at his skin as she cleaned and cured it. He heard everything not once did he sleep or fall into darkness. He listened, that's all he could do, his body told him he had to rest. Though he refused its screams for sleep and pleas to forget all he had seen and rebuild his strength.
Well this is the first chapter I hope you like it so far, please review and tell me what you think!