Sacrifice
By Gozilla
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
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Hi there! This is the first LOTR fic I have ever done. So please be gentle on the comments. ^-^ Also, as I have only watched the three LOTR movies and have just started reading the books, there may be discrepancies or OOCs. Please kindly bear with me.
Summary: This is an AU Legolas-centred "what-if" story which took place during the very last battle of in the Return of the King (i.e., the one at the Black Gate to distract the eye of Sauron from Fordo and Sam when they approached the Mount Doom). What if the battle went horribly wrong and Legolas had to make a choice between his own life and his best friend's life.
No slash! Only pure friendship!
Now, let's stop talking and get started!
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*crap* – thoughts / tree talks
"crap" – conversation
(crap) – author's note
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Chapter 1: The Fall of the Elf
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Flood of fierce looking orcs rushed out of the gigantic Black Gate and quickly surrounded the warriors. All of the warriors, even for Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf, who had faced grave dangers in their lives, could not stop but feeling fear overwhelming their hearts.
Aragorn looked at his best and life-long friend. Legolas, in return, nodded with hard determination at Aragorn, giving the future king the confidence he needed.
Unsheathing his sword, Aragorn turned to face the army of orcs and raised his sword towards the sky. With a battle cry, he charged towards the foiled creatures.
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~30 minutes later~
Legolas struck down a gigantic orc with his twin knives. He had no time to spare a breath as he blocked the attack of yet another gigantic orc. They were too outnumbered and the chance of winning seemed very remote.
He stole a glimpse of the battlefield. His heart twisted in pain as he saw many of the fine warriors who bravely accompanies their future king to the battle fell under the merciless attacks of the dark creatures.
Legolas slain three other orcs and scanned the battle field again, looking for his friends.
First he saw Gimli, who, as usual, had little difficulty killing orcs while counting his score. Legolas couldn't help but smiled as his stubborn dwarf friend refused to admit the elf's victory in this orc-killing contest in the previous battles.
After killing another two orcs, Legolas found Gandalf, fighting with his staff fiercely. He was amused by the power and skills of the old wizard.
But Legolas could not find his best friend. He fought fiercely and killed six orcs in an instance. The orcs around him were terrified and backed a little, giving the elf a few extra moments to search for Aragorn.
Legolas gasped as he finally saw his friend, being heavily attacked by an exceptionally large orc. His eyes widened in horror as he saw Aragorn tripped over by a body on the ground, losing balance for a few seconds. The orc took the advantage of the moment and drove its large black axe against the future king.
Without second thought, Legolas dropped his twin knives to the ground, knowing deep in his heart that he would probably not be able to use them any more. With lightning speed, he took his bow and shot an arrow with deadly accuracy towards the heart of the orc attacking Aragorn.
Just as he saw the arrow plummet into the heart of the orc, Legolas felt a piercing white-hot pain screamed through his chest.
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Aragorn fought hard against the exceptionally large orc. He had never seen one with this size before and its power was incredible. He had to use all his strength to block its attacks. But each blow of the orc he blocked sent fear to him that his arms might break under the impact.
Suddenly, Aragorn tripped over a body on the ground and lost his balance for a brief moment. He watched in terror as the orc took advantage of the distraction and drove its large black axe towards him.
But the attack never came. Aragorn watched as the orc stopped moving all of a sudden and fell heavily to the ground. He saw the end of a familiar elven arrow sticking out of the orc's body, with most of it inserted deep into the heart of the foiled creature.
Aragorn looked at the direction where the arrow came and found his elf friend, who was standing not far away from him, with an empty bow in his hand.
Aragorn watched in confusion as he sensed something wrong with the scene. His eyes widened in horror as he realised that there was an orc behind the elf, with its black sword plummeted through Legolas' chest, its black blade covered with the silvery red blood of the elf.
Aragorn fought as hard as he could, trying to clear a way to reach the elf. He watched helplessly as Legolas slowly fell to his knees. Another gigantic orc towered over the elf, with its deadly club over its head and ready to strike the target.
As if it was in slow motion, Aragorn saw Legolas smiled, a weak but un- mistakenly happy smile, and formed silent words with his lips to him.
*Farewell, my friend.*
And the orc's club hit mercilessly onto the side of the elf's head.
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Aragorn yelled, in anger and despair, and slain every orcs which stood between him and his fallen friend. He stood by Legolas' still body on the ground and swung his sword against anything which came close.
Legolas lied on his side, limp and unmoving. His eyes were tightly closed and his face and upper body covered with blood. Aragorn's heart twisted in pain as he saw a pool of silvery-red blood slowly forming beneath the elf.
"Legolas!" he shouted, fear and desperation filled his voice, as he killed an approaching orc.
No response.
"Legolas! Don't you dare leaving us like this!" he shouted, killing off another orcs.
Nothing.
"LEGOLAS!!"
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Aragorn did not know how long had he fought nor did he know how many orcs he had killed. All he knew was that all the orcs suddenly stopped fighting and started to flee in fear.
Aragorn looked up and saw the eye of Sauron collapsing and falling from the top of the black tower.
"They made it." Gandalf whispered, approaching Aragorn, "Frodo and Sam had destroyed the Ring." but there was no trace of joy in his words, for he had also witnessed the fall of Legolas.
Aragorn, on the other hand, turned away from the scene and knelt beside Legolas. He gently held the elf's bloodied limp body in his arms.
"Legolas, my brother." Aragorn whispered, "Open your eyes. The eye of Sauron is falling. We made it. The darkness is fading. Please open your eyes. You would not want to miss this historical event, for you were one of the major forces to make it happen. Please, open you eyes."
But Legolas did not open his eyes to witness the coming of peace to Middle Earth.
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End of Chapter 1
Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Please feel free to review and comment!
By Gozilla
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hi there! This is the first LOTR fic I have ever done. So please be gentle on the comments. ^-^ Also, as I have only watched the three LOTR movies and have just started reading the books, there may be discrepancies or OOCs. Please kindly bear with me.
Summary: This is an AU Legolas-centred "what-if" story which took place during the very last battle of in the Return of the King (i.e., the one at the Black Gate to distract the eye of Sauron from Fordo and Sam when they approached the Mount Doom). What if the battle went horribly wrong and Legolas had to make a choice between his own life and his best friend's life.
No slash! Only pure friendship!
Now, let's stop talking and get started!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*crap* – thoughts / tree talks
"crap" – conversation
(crap) – author's note
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 1: The Fall of the Elf
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Flood of fierce looking orcs rushed out of the gigantic Black Gate and quickly surrounded the warriors. All of the warriors, even for Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli, and Gandalf, who had faced grave dangers in their lives, could not stop but feeling fear overwhelming their hearts.
Aragorn looked at his best and life-long friend. Legolas, in return, nodded with hard determination at Aragorn, giving the future king the confidence he needed.
Unsheathing his sword, Aragorn turned to face the army of orcs and raised his sword towards the sky. With a battle cry, he charged towards the foiled creatures.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~30 minutes later~
Legolas struck down a gigantic orc with his twin knives. He had no time to spare a breath as he blocked the attack of yet another gigantic orc. They were too outnumbered and the chance of winning seemed very remote.
He stole a glimpse of the battlefield. His heart twisted in pain as he saw many of the fine warriors who bravely accompanies their future king to the battle fell under the merciless attacks of the dark creatures.
Legolas slain three other orcs and scanned the battle field again, looking for his friends.
First he saw Gimli, who, as usual, had little difficulty killing orcs while counting his score. Legolas couldn't help but smiled as his stubborn dwarf friend refused to admit the elf's victory in this orc-killing contest in the previous battles.
After killing another two orcs, Legolas found Gandalf, fighting with his staff fiercely. He was amused by the power and skills of the old wizard.
But Legolas could not find his best friend. He fought fiercely and killed six orcs in an instance. The orcs around him were terrified and backed a little, giving the elf a few extra moments to search for Aragorn.
Legolas gasped as he finally saw his friend, being heavily attacked by an exceptionally large orc. His eyes widened in horror as he saw Aragorn tripped over by a body on the ground, losing balance for a few seconds. The orc took the advantage of the moment and drove its large black axe against the future king.
Without second thought, Legolas dropped his twin knives to the ground, knowing deep in his heart that he would probably not be able to use them any more. With lightning speed, he took his bow and shot an arrow with deadly accuracy towards the heart of the orc attacking Aragorn.
Just as he saw the arrow plummet into the heart of the orc, Legolas felt a piercing white-hot pain screamed through his chest.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aragorn fought hard against the exceptionally large orc. He had never seen one with this size before and its power was incredible. He had to use all his strength to block its attacks. But each blow of the orc he blocked sent fear to him that his arms might break under the impact.
Suddenly, Aragorn tripped over a body on the ground and lost his balance for a brief moment. He watched in terror as the orc took advantage of the distraction and drove its large black axe towards him.
But the attack never came. Aragorn watched as the orc stopped moving all of a sudden and fell heavily to the ground. He saw the end of a familiar elven arrow sticking out of the orc's body, with most of it inserted deep into the heart of the foiled creature.
Aragorn looked at the direction where the arrow came and found his elf friend, who was standing not far away from him, with an empty bow in his hand.
Aragorn watched in confusion as he sensed something wrong with the scene. His eyes widened in horror as he realised that there was an orc behind the elf, with its black sword plummeted through Legolas' chest, its black blade covered with the silvery red blood of the elf.
Aragorn fought as hard as he could, trying to clear a way to reach the elf. He watched helplessly as Legolas slowly fell to his knees. Another gigantic orc towered over the elf, with its deadly club over its head and ready to strike the target.
As if it was in slow motion, Aragorn saw Legolas smiled, a weak but un- mistakenly happy smile, and formed silent words with his lips to him.
*Farewell, my friend.*
And the orc's club hit mercilessly onto the side of the elf's head.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aragorn yelled, in anger and despair, and slain every orcs which stood between him and his fallen friend. He stood by Legolas' still body on the ground and swung his sword against anything which came close.
Legolas lied on his side, limp and unmoving. His eyes were tightly closed and his face and upper body covered with blood. Aragorn's heart twisted in pain as he saw a pool of silvery-red blood slowly forming beneath the elf.
"Legolas!" he shouted, fear and desperation filled his voice, as he killed an approaching orc.
No response.
"Legolas! Don't you dare leaving us like this!" he shouted, killing off another orcs.
Nothing.
"LEGOLAS!!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aragorn did not know how long had he fought nor did he know how many orcs he had killed. All he knew was that all the orcs suddenly stopped fighting and started to flee in fear.
Aragorn looked up and saw the eye of Sauron collapsing and falling from the top of the black tower.
"They made it." Gandalf whispered, approaching Aragorn, "Frodo and Sam had destroyed the Ring." but there was no trace of joy in his words, for he had also witnessed the fall of Legolas.
Aragorn, on the other hand, turned away from the scene and knelt beside Legolas. He gently held the elf's bloodied limp body in his arms.
"Legolas, my brother." Aragorn whispered, "Open your eyes. The eye of Sauron is falling. We made it. The darkness is fading. Please open your eyes. You would not want to miss this historical event, for you were one of the major forces to make it happen. Please, open you eyes."
But Legolas did not open his eyes to witness the coming of peace to Middle Earth.
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End of Chapter 1
Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Please feel free to review and comment!
