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Okay remember that I'm Swedish so PLEASE correct the names if they are wrong spelled in Swedish manor. Read & Rewiew
The thoughts and doings of the bad guys was supposed to be in italics, was too much work with it so it's just marked with // \\, okay?
//"How are we to rally our allies, Lord?"
"We have open the gates of Moria, and through there our power will grow. Stronger and stronger for every day that will come."\\
Legolas sat high up in the tree wishing there could be some condolence in his grief. His grief for his son and wife.
"Prince Legolas!" an Elf shouted standing at the trees feet.
"Leave me alone!" he said as he drew his cloak so that it would hide him from the eyes of the world.
"Legolas! My brother in arms!"
"Gimli!" Legolas cried out and jumped down from the tree. The Dwarf did not carry his helmet only a coat of mail. The tall Elf kneeled at his friends' side, the Dwarf laid his arms around his now crying brothers' shoulders. "I lost them!"
"I know. Nothing I can say can make your heart easier. Time will ease your pain, slowly, but it will ease. Come now," the Dwarf said and forced Legolas to rise. "The Fellowship of the Ring that is still here in Middle Earth is expected here anytime soon. There are things that have happened we must discuss! But first you will have to eat! You are as skinny as a stick, your Elven-friends has told me that you have eaten nothing since your wife and son died."
"Why should I have eaten? Everything that matters here in my life is gone."
"Legolas!" the glad shouts of Hobbits reached him. Legolas turned and saw them running against him the one closest crashed in to him hugging.
"Sam, Pippin and Merry!"
A horse as dark as night with patches white as snow came galloping slowly from the forest carrying the noble king Aragorn of Gondor.
"Legolas, my friend!" he said as he got down from the horse and embraced his friend.
A few hours later.
A ring of chairs, nine of them stood in the chamber high above the ground.
"Forces by me unknowned have unleashed the darkness in Moria. Morias gates stand open," Gimli said slowly.
"Impossible! The gates were destroyed!" Aragorn flamed.
"Yes, I know, but open they are still!"
"How well confirmed is this?" Legolas said his face had paled even more when he heard the news.
"I saw them open," a new voice said. "And I saw and fought the terror that came from those gates." A woman stood there in the shade. She looked up; her face was stern, and there were wounds that showed signs of healing. "The evil has returned to Middle Earth. Be assured of that Elf Prince, those forces can and will wipe out the entire of Middle Earth," her fire-red hair blew as she spoke, her right arm was tied to her chest.
"Who are you?" Sam asked very curious.
"I go by the name Ellara. I and I feel that I need to sit," she said as pale as snow.
"Ellara," Gimli said and moved to rise, but the Prince was faster he caught her before she fell and helped her to a seat.
"Gimli?" Aragorn asked silently.
"She was found by the Dwarves that guard Dellaum*. She was badly wounded and she still needs healing, her arm shows sign of being hit by the same kind of evil that hit Frodo. As cold as ice, and while our company hastened here, we heard shrieks of devilish animals carrying things even more foul."
"Why did you not tell me earlier?" Aragorn said as he kneeled next to the woman who he now saw was Elven but not alike his wife or Legolas. He touched her arm and felt the wicked in her wound.
"She asked me not to tell you or the others."
"Legolas? Do you have any Athelas?"
"Of course. And there are empty chambers right next to this were she can lay. Lauron, in the chambers of my wife there will be flowers of Athelas," The Elf said and lifted the young woman who now was mumbling.
"Ellaras' eyes look like Frodos! When he was wounded!" Pippin said as he caught a glimpse of the Elfs' eyes.
"But I thought that only happened with the Ringbearers?" Merry said questionly to no one special.
"The Three Rings of The Elven is over the sea. Our seven Rings are since long forgotten, and the Nine of the mortals are with their bearers in hell I had hoped until I saw her. By the Gods! I wish that Elrond and Gandalf were here. They might have known some answers."
Lauron came hurrying back with fresh flowers if Athelas.
The Elves that stood guard at the limits of the forest suddenly felt very unsettled, like there was danger or evil on the move against them.
//"Tell them to bring me the Elf-maiden named Ellara as my new queen. Or they can expect no mercy."
"Yes my lord. Our men are nearing the forest of the remaining Elves. She will soon be at your mercy, my lord."\\
"NOO!!" the pained scream from the other room made the hobbits jump and Gimli to swear. Legolas came running, his bow in hand, he shouted:
"Orcs in the forest! They are after her!"
"How much time do we need for them," Gimli asked as his axe came to his hand, meaning Aragorn and Ellara.
"Not much, only a few minutes," Legolas said as he jumped to the ground landing as he fired of his bow. Gimli looked at him as he wielded his axe and screamed for his Dwarfen friends, the three Hobbits fought with such fire and courage, some of the Elves had never seen someone fighting like that, working together in the same way.
"For Shire and Frodo!" Sam screamed.
"Ellara, come back to me, you are needed here," Aragorn whispered. He was holding her hand that still was cold but it was not longer as ice. "Ellara," he called her name again.
She opened eyes that were red and that was lessening as she spoke:
"Sauron looked into my soul and it pain, felt like ice. I will never heal from these wounds."
"You must rise up, you are needed in the battle, as the One and True."
"How?" she asked wondering how he could know exactly what she was.
"Gandalf told me when we passed through your mountains so long ago."
She stood up on wobbly legs; Aragorn placed his arm under hers to steady her. Aragorn suddenly felt that she no longer needed his help to stand, she floated threw the air against the open window and when she got outside she unleashed her power upon the Orcs, bright light she called forth from nowhere. The Orcs fled in sudden panic.
"Go back to Mordor to your master and bid him my message. I will not now or ever stand at his side!" her voice was heard in the entire of the forest.
Legolas sat with his dying friend Laurons head in his knees when she came, her feet did still not touch the ground, he saw that she had changed from the hurting creature she had been in the chamber. Her hair floated like leaves in a slow summer wind, her skin seemed to illuminated.
"Let me still your pain," she said to Lauron and Legolas saw how the flexed muscles in the mans face relaxed and how his eyes fell together.
"You can't heal him?" Legolas asked, tears filling his eyes.
"I can no longer heal anyone, not even myself. The fee I had to pay for rescuing a noble prince from the Nazgûls a very long time ago."
"Who if I may ask?"
"One of the first who fought against Sauron, the one who told you about the battle that stood there."
"Elrond?"
"Yes. And I fear that this time the Elves cannot help us against the evil from Mordor. Because it is free also in the oceans and the air."
Let's hear if you want me to continue this little story or not. R&R PLEASE!!!
Okay remember that I'm Swedish so PLEASE correct the names if they are wrong spelled in Swedish manor. Read & Rewiew
The thoughts and doings of the bad guys was supposed to be in italics, was too much work with it so it's just marked with // \\, okay?
//"How are we to rally our allies, Lord?"
"We have open the gates of Moria, and through there our power will grow. Stronger and stronger for every day that will come."\\
Legolas sat high up in the tree wishing there could be some condolence in his grief. His grief for his son and wife.
"Prince Legolas!" an Elf shouted standing at the trees feet.
"Leave me alone!" he said as he drew his cloak so that it would hide him from the eyes of the world.
"Legolas! My brother in arms!"
"Gimli!" Legolas cried out and jumped down from the tree. The Dwarf did not carry his helmet only a coat of mail. The tall Elf kneeled at his friends' side, the Dwarf laid his arms around his now crying brothers' shoulders. "I lost them!"
"I know. Nothing I can say can make your heart easier. Time will ease your pain, slowly, but it will ease. Come now," the Dwarf said and forced Legolas to rise. "The Fellowship of the Ring that is still here in Middle Earth is expected here anytime soon. There are things that have happened we must discuss! But first you will have to eat! You are as skinny as a stick, your Elven-friends has told me that you have eaten nothing since your wife and son died."
"Why should I have eaten? Everything that matters here in my life is gone."
"Legolas!" the glad shouts of Hobbits reached him. Legolas turned and saw them running against him the one closest crashed in to him hugging.
"Sam, Pippin and Merry!"
A horse as dark as night with patches white as snow came galloping slowly from the forest carrying the noble king Aragorn of Gondor.
"Legolas, my friend!" he said as he got down from the horse and embraced his friend.
A few hours later.
A ring of chairs, nine of them stood in the chamber high above the ground.
"Forces by me unknowned have unleashed the darkness in Moria. Morias gates stand open," Gimli said slowly.
"Impossible! The gates were destroyed!" Aragorn flamed.
"Yes, I know, but open they are still!"
"How well confirmed is this?" Legolas said his face had paled even more when he heard the news.
"I saw them open," a new voice said. "And I saw and fought the terror that came from those gates." A woman stood there in the shade. She looked up; her face was stern, and there were wounds that showed signs of healing. "The evil has returned to Middle Earth. Be assured of that Elf Prince, those forces can and will wipe out the entire of Middle Earth," her fire-red hair blew as she spoke, her right arm was tied to her chest.
"Who are you?" Sam asked very curious.
"I go by the name Ellara. I and I feel that I need to sit," she said as pale as snow.
"Ellara," Gimli said and moved to rise, but the Prince was faster he caught her before she fell and helped her to a seat.
"Gimli?" Aragorn asked silently.
"She was found by the Dwarves that guard Dellaum*. She was badly wounded and she still needs healing, her arm shows sign of being hit by the same kind of evil that hit Frodo. As cold as ice, and while our company hastened here, we heard shrieks of devilish animals carrying things even more foul."
"Why did you not tell me earlier?" Aragorn said as he kneeled next to the woman who he now saw was Elven but not alike his wife or Legolas. He touched her arm and felt the wicked in her wound.
"She asked me not to tell you or the others."
"Legolas? Do you have any Athelas?"
"Of course. And there are empty chambers right next to this were she can lay. Lauron, in the chambers of my wife there will be flowers of Athelas," The Elf said and lifted the young woman who now was mumbling.
"Ellaras' eyes look like Frodos! When he was wounded!" Pippin said as he caught a glimpse of the Elfs' eyes.
"But I thought that only happened with the Ringbearers?" Merry said questionly to no one special.
"The Three Rings of The Elven is over the sea. Our seven Rings are since long forgotten, and the Nine of the mortals are with their bearers in hell I had hoped until I saw her. By the Gods! I wish that Elrond and Gandalf were here. They might have known some answers."
Lauron came hurrying back with fresh flowers if Athelas.
The Elves that stood guard at the limits of the forest suddenly felt very unsettled, like there was danger or evil on the move against them.
//"Tell them to bring me the Elf-maiden named Ellara as my new queen. Or they can expect no mercy."
"Yes my lord. Our men are nearing the forest of the remaining Elves. She will soon be at your mercy, my lord."\\
"NOO!!" the pained scream from the other room made the hobbits jump and Gimli to swear. Legolas came running, his bow in hand, he shouted:
"Orcs in the forest! They are after her!"
"How much time do we need for them," Gimli asked as his axe came to his hand, meaning Aragorn and Ellara.
"Not much, only a few minutes," Legolas said as he jumped to the ground landing as he fired of his bow. Gimli looked at him as he wielded his axe and screamed for his Dwarfen friends, the three Hobbits fought with such fire and courage, some of the Elves had never seen someone fighting like that, working together in the same way.
"For Shire and Frodo!" Sam screamed.
"Ellara, come back to me, you are needed here," Aragorn whispered. He was holding her hand that still was cold but it was not longer as ice. "Ellara," he called her name again.
She opened eyes that were red and that was lessening as she spoke:
"Sauron looked into my soul and it pain, felt like ice. I will never heal from these wounds."
"You must rise up, you are needed in the battle, as the One and True."
"How?" she asked wondering how he could know exactly what she was.
"Gandalf told me when we passed through your mountains so long ago."
She stood up on wobbly legs; Aragorn placed his arm under hers to steady her. Aragorn suddenly felt that she no longer needed his help to stand, she floated threw the air against the open window and when she got outside she unleashed her power upon the Orcs, bright light she called forth from nowhere. The Orcs fled in sudden panic.
"Go back to Mordor to your master and bid him my message. I will not now or ever stand at his side!" her voice was heard in the entire of the forest.
Legolas sat with his dying friend Laurons head in his knees when she came, her feet did still not touch the ground, he saw that she had changed from the hurting creature she had been in the chamber. Her hair floated like leaves in a slow summer wind, her skin seemed to illuminated.
"Let me still your pain," she said to Lauron and Legolas saw how the flexed muscles in the mans face relaxed and how his eyes fell together.
"You can't heal him?" Legolas asked, tears filling his eyes.
"I can no longer heal anyone, not even myself. The fee I had to pay for rescuing a noble prince from the Nazgûls a very long time ago."
"Who if I may ask?"
"One of the first who fought against Sauron, the one who told you about the battle that stood there."
"Elrond?"
"Yes. And I fear that this time the Elves cannot help us against the evil from Mordor. Because it is free also in the oceans and the air."
Let's hear if you want me to continue this little story or not. R&R PLEASE!!!