My idea on how Legolas and Aragorn met. Just a little idea that popped into my head! Please be easy on me! I know this isn't great, but it's only my first story.
None of these amazing characters or settings belong to me! They belong to the amazing J. R. R Tolkien.
-Legolas sat high on a tree limb overlooking a path in the forests of Mirkwood. He absent-mindedly ran his fingers over his bow. There was a quiet sound, inaudible to the ears of any creature other than an elf. In a second he had nocked an arrow and had it aimed in the direction of the sound.
There was a louder clash of metal and a monstrous laugh. Orcs! He thought. He let an arrow fly and heard the scream of a dying Orc. Arrows whizzed past him and he gracefully jumped down from the tree, pulling his twin blades.
He effortlessly decapitated an Orc and stabbed another in the chest. But there were just too many! He slashed and stabbed but was quickly becoming overwhelmed. Legolas gasped as he felt something sharp and cold pierce his stomach. He looked up at the grinning Orc in front of him and saw a blue tipped arrow fly past him and embed it self in the monster's forehead. The beast screamed and fell, releasing the hilt of the sword in Legolas' stomach. A volley of arrows flew over his head, impaling themselves in orcs. He turned to see a small army of elves running towards the Orcs with arrows nocked and swords drawn.
With a cry of pain, Legolas pulled the blade from his abdomen. He felt extremely light headed from blood loss but ignored the pain and resumed fighting.
Within minutes the Orcs were dead, and blackness took the elf.
To those who want to continue reading this: I should have a new chapter up by Wednesday.