I wrote this like last year but never thought i would get round to posting it. Sorry the first chapter is so short. Enjoy

Fatal Accident

It took Legolas a long time to register the searing pain the engulfed his chest. He stared blankly at the arrow that hat struck him. His senses came to him all at once; they were a mixture of pain, anger and the drive to keep fighting. It was only when he recognised the arrow that his heart sank. It was Aragorn's. He knew that Aragorn had terrible aim compared to him, but did the ranger really mean to hit him? Or was his aim so off that the arrow had struck him instead of its intended target. All that Legolas knew know was that he had to carry on fighting. He would know the answer if he died.

He broke the shaft so that he would not make it worse while fighting. The drive to keep fighting ran through his veins like a poison. He slashed and hacked at the Orcs, his determination to stay alive was the only thing stopping him from collapsing.

"Legolas" said Aragorn as he walked towards his friend. He felt the sweat drip from his hair. He wasn't as young as he used to be "Legolas my friend"

Legolas turned and faced Aragorn; his cloak was wrapped around him.

"We have won my friend"

"I see that," said Legolas. Aragorn let out a small laugh. He walked closer to his friend; soon he began to see Legolas' pale features and how a dark stain was appearing on his cloak.

"Are you well Legolas?" said Aragorn as he gave his friend a quizzical look. Legolas just nodded in return, the pain was becoming too much to bear. His knees went weak and soon they could no longer take his weight. He collapsed to the ground as he felt his consciousness leaving him.

"LEGOLAS" shouted Aragorn as he ran to his friend. He pulled Legolas into his arms. He felt the elf shiver. He pulled away Legolas' cloak to reveal part of an arrow protruding from Legolas' torso.

"I have to take it out," said Aragorn as he noticed the elf's hypnotic eyes upon him. The elf nodded and scrunched his eyes knowing that great pain was to come. Aragorn took a firm grip on the arrow; he took a deep breath and in one swift movement pulled out the arrow. Legolas screamed in pain, his eyes echoed across the field. He writhed in Aragorn's arms, and then went limp. Aragorn gently laid Legolas upon the ground, checking for a pulse he found it was slow and erratic but it was a pulse. He put pressure on the wound that was now bleeding freely; the blood began to slip between his fingers. He glared at the arrow that was now lying at Legolas' side, it had a white shaft(bloodstained of course) and the arrow head had an intricate pattern on it. Aragorn's heart dropped.

"That's one of my arrows" He said to himself as his dropped his head to the ground "this is all my fault"

Legolas let out a moan as his consciousness came back to him. Aragorn stroked Legolas' hair with his free hand.

"I am sorry Mellonamin (i looked it up if its wrong i'm sorry)

Well there it is, the first chapter. There is plenty more to come so if you liked this chapter then stay with me. next chapter will be up soon.