Black and shadow filled Helm's Deep, the land, and sky. Men
were preparing for, maybe, the last battle of their lives. King Theoden was
desperate. Deep in thought he was, knowing, this could be the end for the
men, women, and children of Edoras. Though, he had strong faith in his men,
he knew the fate of all of them rested in the hands of Aragorn son of
Arathorn.
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Sitting on the stone floor of Helm's Deep, Aragorn was mentally preparing for battle. He was also watching a young boy, maybe twelve, thirteen years of age, pick a sword to battle with against the Uruk-hai. The boy was nervous.
"He is only a mere child." Aragorn said quietly to himself. "What does he know about battling foul creatures like this? What does he know about battling at all?" The boy saw Aragorn looking at him. In the ranger's deep eyes, he, though only so young, saw a mighty leader; a king, even.
"Let me see your sword." Aragorn commanded softly to the young lad. The boy walked slowly towards the ranger, handing him his sword with no thought at all. Aragorn observed it with great detail, gripping it in his hand, doing a few movements with it. Finally, he handed it back to the boy with reassuring words.
"You have a good sword. It will help you much." The boy nodded, knowing that he could trust Aragorn's words.
"Thank you, Lord Aragorn.", the boy replied with a slight confident smile. Aragorn nodded his head and the boy walked away.
Getting up off the cold floor, Aragorn walked to the deeps of the fortress, looking for his companions. He found them getting suited in armor. Legolas in a shining mail, bow and quiver full of arrows on his back, was trying to help poor Gimli fit into the armor that belonged to the men of Rohan.
"You don't mean to tell me that they have no armor fit for a sturdy dwarf?" Gimli exclaimed.
Legolas laughed as Gimli's Rohan mail clinked and dragged the mail across the stone floor as he tried to walk. Gimli, frustrated now, threw off the mail and grabbed just a helmet.
"This will do just fine. I am a strong, sturdy dwarf after all! I need no armor except my own dwarf-made!"
Aragorn came up to the both of them, smiling at Gimli because of the scene he made over the Rohan armor. But then, his smile became a grim expression as he began to walk away.
Legolas ran up to Aragorn, needing to talk with him.
"Aragorn! You do not seriously think that these untrained men, some even small boys with no war experience at all, can possibly stand against the Uruk-hai. They do not know what they stand up against. Ten thousand is Sauruman's army! It is suicide! They will die!"
"Then I shall die as one of them!" Aragorn replied harshly, angry with the elf's words. He walked away calmly, holding his frustration to himself. Legolas just stared after his companion. Then, he finally realized. Aragorn was becoming a leader...a king.
Away in another room, Aragorn prepared himself for the war that was coming. He was in deep thought for few minutes. He realized the burden that was upon him. Many lives counted on him. He knew some of what Legolas had said was true. There were not enough men to go against Sauruman's army. But, he would lead them. He would guide them. And if it came, he would die as one of them. For he knew, hew was their leader. Though, he did not know, he was also being viewed as their king.
Aragorn walked quickly to the outer wall where all the men were standing. He was looking for King Theoden to talk to him about something. Finally, he found him with his bodyguard, Hama, looking into the dark land, knowing this would be remembered in history forever: The Battle of Helm's Deep.
"Theoden! They will be here soon. We need to put all the archers up at the front wall. They will be waiting. Though, they will not shoo-"
"Lord Aragorn! Are you trying to tell me where I should put my men? I am a well-known general and am highly experienced at battling. They shall listen to my orders."
"Yes, I know that. But-"
"I am their king. You are not."
"You are there king, and I do not wish to be. I shall control them at the front wall of Helm's Deep. Control them how you wish back here." Aragorn said grimly, directing his comments straight into King Theoden's eyes.
A blaze was in Aragorn's eyes. He finally turned away from Theoden and walked to the outer wall to give the men there orders. He came to his position quickly and gathered the men around him.
"Good men of Rohan! Upon us is open war with Sauruman and his foul creatures, the Uruk-hai! Many of you, I know, have lost loved ones: wives, children, fathers, mothers, to his dark will. This day is your day of taking the lives of the foul creatures that stole those you whom you loved. Be brave. Help each other out. Depend on each other. I shall direct you from here. You king is in control of the back. This time, I will be your leader."
Cheers came from every man and did not stop until the signal from Aragorn.
All men set up into their postions, waiting for battle. Because of Aragorn's speech, none were nervous. All were confident in their leader.
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Two hours had passed. The Uruk-hai could now be seen in the close distance. Tension began to rise again. Hope and faith were starting to be lost by men. Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn stood side by side. Suddenly, Legolas rose straighter, sensing something. He turned to Aragorn alert.
"Nad no ennnas! (Something's out there!)" Legoals said to Aragorn, using his elvin eyes to search the dark land of what he felt.
"They are here?" Aragorn asked alerted.
"It is not the Uruk-hai. It is something else." Legolas repied.
Suddenly, a look-out guard shouted.
"I see something! They are coming to the gate! Hold the gate!"
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Sitting on the stone floor of Helm's Deep, Aragorn was mentally preparing for battle. He was also watching a young boy, maybe twelve, thirteen years of age, pick a sword to battle with against the Uruk-hai. The boy was nervous.
"He is only a mere child." Aragorn said quietly to himself. "What does he know about battling foul creatures like this? What does he know about battling at all?" The boy saw Aragorn looking at him. In the ranger's deep eyes, he, though only so young, saw a mighty leader; a king, even.
"Let me see your sword." Aragorn commanded softly to the young lad. The boy walked slowly towards the ranger, handing him his sword with no thought at all. Aragorn observed it with great detail, gripping it in his hand, doing a few movements with it. Finally, he handed it back to the boy with reassuring words.
"You have a good sword. It will help you much." The boy nodded, knowing that he could trust Aragorn's words.
"Thank you, Lord Aragorn.", the boy replied with a slight confident smile. Aragorn nodded his head and the boy walked away.
Getting up off the cold floor, Aragorn walked to the deeps of the fortress, looking for his companions. He found them getting suited in armor. Legolas in a shining mail, bow and quiver full of arrows on his back, was trying to help poor Gimli fit into the armor that belonged to the men of Rohan.
"You don't mean to tell me that they have no armor fit for a sturdy dwarf?" Gimli exclaimed.
Legolas laughed as Gimli's Rohan mail clinked and dragged the mail across the stone floor as he tried to walk. Gimli, frustrated now, threw off the mail and grabbed just a helmet.
"This will do just fine. I am a strong, sturdy dwarf after all! I need no armor except my own dwarf-made!"
Aragorn came up to the both of them, smiling at Gimli because of the scene he made over the Rohan armor. But then, his smile became a grim expression as he began to walk away.
Legolas ran up to Aragorn, needing to talk with him.
"Aragorn! You do not seriously think that these untrained men, some even small boys with no war experience at all, can possibly stand against the Uruk-hai. They do not know what they stand up against. Ten thousand is Sauruman's army! It is suicide! They will die!"
"Then I shall die as one of them!" Aragorn replied harshly, angry with the elf's words. He walked away calmly, holding his frustration to himself. Legolas just stared after his companion. Then, he finally realized. Aragorn was becoming a leader...a king.
Away in another room, Aragorn prepared himself for the war that was coming. He was in deep thought for few minutes. He realized the burden that was upon him. Many lives counted on him. He knew some of what Legolas had said was true. There were not enough men to go against Sauruman's army. But, he would lead them. He would guide them. And if it came, he would die as one of them. For he knew, hew was their leader. Though, he did not know, he was also being viewed as their king.
Aragorn walked quickly to the outer wall where all the men were standing. He was looking for King Theoden to talk to him about something. Finally, he found him with his bodyguard, Hama, looking into the dark land, knowing this would be remembered in history forever: The Battle of Helm's Deep.
"Theoden! They will be here soon. We need to put all the archers up at the front wall. They will be waiting. Though, they will not shoo-"
"Lord Aragorn! Are you trying to tell me where I should put my men? I am a well-known general and am highly experienced at battling. They shall listen to my orders."
"Yes, I know that. But-"
"I am their king. You are not."
"You are there king, and I do not wish to be. I shall control them at the front wall of Helm's Deep. Control them how you wish back here." Aragorn said grimly, directing his comments straight into King Theoden's eyes.
A blaze was in Aragorn's eyes. He finally turned away from Theoden and walked to the outer wall to give the men there orders. He came to his position quickly and gathered the men around him.
"Good men of Rohan! Upon us is open war with Sauruman and his foul creatures, the Uruk-hai! Many of you, I know, have lost loved ones: wives, children, fathers, mothers, to his dark will. This day is your day of taking the lives of the foul creatures that stole those you whom you loved. Be brave. Help each other out. Depend on each other. I shall direct you from here. You king is in control of the back. This time, I will be your leader."
Cheers came from every man and did not stop until the signal from Aragorn.
All men set up into their postions, waiting for battle. Because of Aragorn's speech, none were nervous. All were confident in their leader.
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Two hours had passed. The Uruk-hai could now be seen in the close distance. Tension began to rise again. Hope and faith were starting to be lost by men. Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn stood side by side. Suddenly, Legolas rose straighter, sensing something. He turned to Aragorn alert.
"Nad no ennnas! (Something's out there!)" Legoals said to Aragorn, using his elvin eyes to search the dark land of what he felt.
"They are here?" Aragorn asked alerted.
"It is not the Uruk-hai. It is something else." Legolas repied.
Suddenly, a look-out guard shouted.
"I see something! They are coming to the gate! Hold the gate!"
So? Did you like it? I hope so. I shall continue my story soon! Keep checking back for the next chapters!!! Please review!