So this is a fanfic (duh!) about Legolas and a new character. It happens during The Two Towers and Return of the King, and goes after the movie. Everything happens the same in this except for what I change, so it follows (kind of) the main plot. Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin are not in this. There are probably a lot of fanfics like this but I don't care, just writing it for the fun of it.
Disclaimer: I don't own lord of the rings!
Legolas looked around with a silent sigh, his watchful eyes surveying the rocky plain and hills infront of him. Aragorn was beside him, also watching and listening for an attack, while the horses nervously pranced beneath them.
"The horses are nervous, they are near," Aragorn observed. Legolas nodded in reply. No sound came but the wind blowing there hair back. All of a sudden the horses jumped with surprise as a piercing scream came from behind them; an arrow had fallen right next to a younger woman with a child.
"They're here!" Legolas heard a soldier yell as they rode forward. The blond elf fingered his arrow while Aragorn and he strung their bows. The sound of the frightened women and children were muffled with the roar of the ogres while they crested the hill. With a slight vibration of their bows the arrows were released and Aragorn and Legolas watched with silent satisfaction as their targets fell. With just a blink of an eye the men around them surged forward but fear and warrior spirit clashed as the ogres ran at them brandished their weapons. Legolas nudged his horse forward, wind whipping back as his arrows brought down the enemy. Aragorn fought with his sword twenty meters away when an ogre with an axe came up behind the dark haired man. Legolas tried to reach him but an ogre stepped in the way his frustration came out as he struggled through the battle. He froze though as a stray arrow with dark blue and green feathers whistled through the air over his head to land right on the ogre about to swing the axe into Aragorn's neck. Legolas spun around to see where it had come from. Eyes narrowed with caution and surprise he watched a hooded rider on a black and white horse gallop diagonally at the ogres while delicate fingers pulled out another arrow before it was released from the bow to kill another enemy. The horse floated across the ground as the rider lifted the bow multiple times, each arrow piercing the ogre's in the exact weak area. Legolas started as he heard his name called, spinning around his horse he ran into the battle, the only sounds in the air were grunts, yells, and slashing steel on steel.
After the battle had finished, with victory for the men, Legolas looked around for signs of Aragorn and Gimli. His worries were put to rest though as he saw Gimli heading towards the rider that had come to help during the battle, the brown, hooded cloak still covered the stranger as the black and white horse stood calmly before them.
"Thank you for your help, you saved many lives," Legolas told the hooded figure, "but who are you? We have to know or else you could be an enemy."
"Im is tó le turo heni hé," (I know that you can understand this) a female voice whispered as the hood was drawn back with pale and bloody fingers to show an oval face with shinning brown eyes. Dark brown, waist length hair ripples down her back, her hair tied back like Legolas' to show pointed ears, "My name is Siladhiel (See-lah-thee-ell), and I know that you are Legolas and Gimli," she said calmly, her eyes flicking back and forth from them, 'you are surprised," she observed. Her horse snorted, shaking its head. Siladhiel stroked it gently as she murmured to it.
"Le cost?" (You fight?) Legolas finally broke the silence, his blue eyes piercing her. Siladhiel looked up with a small smile, not answering at first.
"Why is everyone always so surprised," she replied in English.
"You helped us, why?" Gimli asked gruffly.
"I am not against; I help because you were being attacked, was that not right? The wolves of Isenberg weren't there to play with you but to destroy," Siladhiel's patience was thinning, "yes, I am not a man or an elf man, does that always mean I shouldn't help. Everyone says I shouldn't fight but that I should hide," she snapped. Siladhiel spun her horse around, "goodbye."
"Wait!" Legolas called as he blocked her way. He watched her for a moment.
"Eithel?" (Well?) Siladhiel angrily looked at the elf.
"Min ceri al thelo tó," (we do not mean that) Legolas quickly said, "min garo al govannen pen ve cin," (we have not met somebody like you) he watched her nod in reply and turn around.
"I wasn't actually going to leave," Siladhiel said with a sweet smile. Dismounting off of her steed she undid the bridle and slipped it off. With a few words she let her horse loose.
"You are going to walk? Legolas asked as he watched her horse trot to the outside of the group.
"Elenath has been running for many days with little food and water, I can walk," she told him, "where is Aragorn?" she asked as she looked around, "I have been looking for him for many months."
"I thought he was with you, Legolas," Gimli said.
"No, I haven't seen him since the beginning of the battle," Legolas' eyes widened with alarm. Quickly eyeing the bloodied area infront of them he set out at a run over the battle field with Gimli and Siladhiel behind him. As they reached a cliff a half dead ogre started coughing up blood as he laughed. Gimli and Legolas turned around and lifted the ogre up roughly along with threats.
"What did you do to him?" Legolas hissed.
"He's dead," was the response "fell over the cliff," Legolas denied it angrily, eyes sparking as the ogre died with an evil grin on his face. Siladhiel slowly uncurled the dead ogres hand, in it was the star necklace Arwin had given Aragon.
"No…" Legolas whispered as he lifted it. A few steps brought them to the edge of the cliff where dirty water swirled below. No one spoke as they looked down. Legolas watched with a blank face, his eyes overshadowed with pain.
"We're leaving the dead here," the king's voice was heard over the silence. Legolas turned to look at the king angrily, the expression on his face scaring any who saw him. Siladhiel took his arm and gave a small pull.
"Min turo al ceri limb," (we can not do much) she whispered, "Min garo na glenno," (We have to go) Legolas looked at her sadly before the three left.
"This is where we are staying?" Siladhiel looked at the stone castle against the mountain with distaste.
"Yes, isn't it perfect? All the rock, I have missed it," Gimli sighed. Siladhiel shook her head in disgust at the thought of living with rock as the closest thing to nature for the next month or two. Legolas watched her stride forward through the gates with her horse, Elenath, following her. Over her blue grey dress and brown cloak she had a belt with a silver dagger and sword. Over her shoulder Siladhiel also had her arrows and bow.
"You carry many weapons," Legolas said.
"One has to when you are traveling at these times, and especially when you are alone," she answered, "my bow and arrows are my most prized weapon.
"I think with many elves it is so, Aragorn also, as he lived with the elves in Rivendel," they went quiet at the mention of Aragorn.
Siladhiel did not show herself much except for to the king, Gimli, and Legolas. Gimli and the King did not understand why she didn't want to go out. Every time they asked Siladhiel would answer with the same response.
"Men and elves have never been good friends," her answer would be questioned as to why Legolas was respected by the men, "he fights for them and is part of the fellowship of the ring. Even though I fought in a battle that is a disgrace because I am a woman (elf) and not a man (elf)," Legolas would give a silent agreement before working again.
One night Siladhiel stood on the roof of one of the castle rooms, looking up at the stars. Legolas silently walked up next to her. After some minutes Legolas spoke.
"Le tire in gil," (you watch the stars) he stated.
"Trastu tulo, Im garo baw isto ir ben mana," (trouble comes, I have no knowledge when or what) she whispered.
"Ceri le tiri in gil eriol?" (Do you just watch the stars alone?) Legolas asked.
"Baw galadh ben nen baro si tó Im turo lasto a tiri," (No trees or water live here that I can listen and watch)
"Ta Mirkwood mis lasto a tiri in galadh, in glad, a in gil," (In Mirkwood we listen to the trees, forest, and stars), "In trastu, ná ha si?" (The trouble, is it here?) Legolas looked at the night sky.
"Baw," (no)
"We will find out later," Legolas quietly said in English as he watched the stars before glancing at Siladhiel, "good night," he said before leaving her.
Siladhiel watched a rider on a bay horse gallop up to the castle, the limp and tired body still held proud of the rider.
"Aragorn," she whispered with a small smile. She turned around and ran down the winding steps before finding Legolas, "guess who decided to finally come back," she said quietly into his ear.
"Aragorn," Legolas looked up with a grin.
"Of course."
Siladhiel watched quietly in the back corner as Aragorn walked through the smoky room toward Legolas. They exchanged words but still she stayed silent. As Aragorn was about to enter the Kings room Legolas turned around and gestured for her to come.
"Tulo," (come) Legolas told her. Aragorn, thinking Legolas was speaking to him, turned around but froze as he saw the elf that was walking towards him. Brown, long, thick, wavy hair fell down her back with an oval face and pointed high eyebrows.
"Aragorn," she said quietly, "it has been long since I last saw you."
"Who are you?" Aragorn looked puzzled. Siladhiel flinched as she realized he didn't remember her.
"My name is Siladhiel, you knew me when we were younger."
"She helped fight in the battle we thought you, well, died in" Legolas explained.
"Welcome," Aragorn nodded before turning around. Siladhiel's face paled with his quick dismissal of her but hiding her emotions she stepped into the Kings room alongside Legolas.
Legolas paced quietly up and down on the roof of one of the castle rooms. After hearing Aragorn's news of the army that was coming the whole castle was full of fear and chaos. He needed to get some fresh air. As he watched the sky he heard raised voices from below him. Though the words were in elfish he couldn't make out what was being said. As he hurried towards the room the voices were coming from the door slammed open to show Siladhiel walking out with a sad but angry look on her pale features. Aragorn was behind her with a confused expression. Legolas sighed, no surprise here. Aragorn and Siladhiel had been arguing a lot lately.
"Can't you two just get over whatever this is about?" Legolas asked them, "I won't ask what these secrets I know you two have are, but please, do not argue. This castle does not need it," Aragorn and Siladhiel looked at each other.
"We are fine now, just some things that had been long forgotten needed to be brought back," Siladhiel blinked slowly before stepping away, "I will leave you two, I know plans need to be made," an angry look appeared on her face, "the king wont allow me to fight, could you do a favor for me and tell him I will be fighting no matter what he says. No one can tell me what to do."
"I think it is best you do not fight," Aragorn murmured as he looked her straight in the eye.
"Oh, so I was right, his thoughts are being put past you, of course."
"The battle field is no place for you, Siladhiel," Aragorn told her.
"And what do you know of that!" she snapped, "I fought in the last battle because I was trying to find and help you, well look at that, after the end we think your dead!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"I saved your life and I haven't even gotten a thank you, you didn't remember me, and you act as though I am nothing. I am just that elf over there you've known your entire life," tears sprang into her eyes as she stepped back, "why did I even come? Do you know how many times that question comes into my mind? Well, be happy, because I'm leaving," she spun around and hurried up the stairs away from the man who stood in shock infront of her.
"Aragorn, I won't ask but I think this is not a good time for her to leave," Legolas said before he too left his friend.