Beat
Rated: G
By: D-Chan
Summary: Legalos and The Fellowship of the Ring embark on the mission to return the ring. In the underground halls of the dwarf kingdom a battle ensues, Legalos thinks about it.
AN: Okay guy in no way am I Tolken! I just wanted to write this short piece after seeing the scene in the movie.
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Poised... perfect... unmoving... that will show the humans. Legalos said holding his arrow perfectly and unmoving. The Orcs pounded harshly on the door. A spear pocked through ripping at the wood. Legalos stood silent and status little watching the door.
The tension was high and the slight move would set everyone off. Legalos felt it and he knew he had to be the first. Just as that thought made itself known, the door cracked and a hole small enough for his arrow opened up. THUD. The orc he shot gave a shriek of pain and another arrow was shot.
Legalos secretly was glad his heart seemed to be beating again. The door burst open and Legalos let one more shot go. The orcs flooded in and arrow became useless. He drew his sword quickly pacing his moves with his heart.
Pull beat strike beat block beat strike. His mind tacked off the attacked like a brilliant dance. His body took over and his mind locked itself away. He thought of his training, his border battles, and his skills. Would they be good enough? Could he safely get Frodo to Mount Doom? And if he did would he be alive to tell the tale? Would he go back home before it was wiped out or they left? Would he see his beloved again? Or would she die by the hands of the half orc/ogres that were being made.
Suddenly the wall shattered as a full-grown ogre tumbled in. He sheathed his sword and pulled out his bow and arrow. It was a poor substitute he knew, but how could he get close enough kill the ogre with just a sword?
I will not die! He told himself, I'm not over a thousand yet! I haven't chosen my lifemate! I will NOT die! He grimaced as he set another arrow lose into the air.
His heart continued to beat out the wild tempo to the battle. He continued to Act upon his point. He master constantly told him not to, that fighting was a thing of the body not the soul. Legalos constantly countered that the heart was a part of the body. His master would then counter, 'What happens when you body grows slower, older. When your heart beats so much slower to presence the force of it's being.' Legalos would shrug it off, 'When that happens... I will be the best fighter and I wouldn't need to put my heart into the fight.'
'When your heart is else where, you will die.' That is what his master said. Two hundred years ago he had said that, now Legalos understood. Every battle he became a part of took his full attention. Mind, body, and soul had to be in the fight. Legalos turned to see Frodo shaking a fallen Aragorn. NO! NO Legalos inwardly thought as the ogre stumbled forward.
It was too late. Frodo heart was elsewhere in the fight. Frodo was dead. Legalos inwardly shivered, Elves... we are the luck ones, we get forever to learn, they get but one lifetime.
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Well, that was crappy, but I thought I'd try a LOTR anyway. When I finish reading the first book I'll write another one.
D-Chan