Thought of this as I was watching the two towers the other day, hope you enjoy and let me know what you think.

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I Deserve This

Legolas' keen ears could still hear Aragorn shouting his name through the sounds of gargled screams and clashing metal that was battle. Aragorn was shoving himself through orcs whilst pointing at the enemy below. Legolas averted his eyes to see a butch black orc running towards the Deeping wall, holding a white blazing torch in his right hand.

'Togo hon dad, Legolas!' (bring him down Legolas) he shouted.

Legolas shot a well-aimed arrow at the orc, hitting him in the neck causing the orc to falter but yet he continued to storm towards the wall.

'Dago hon! Dago hon!' (Kill him, kill him) Aragorn shouted again, his eyes wide as he watched the elf notch another arrow.

Legolas shot the orc again, this time in the shoulder but still, the creature continued to run. It seemed immune to pain. It launched itself into the drain below their feet, orcs screaming and cheering at their comrade. There was a short pause but to Legolas, it felt like an eternity. He had failed to kill the orc and now whatever came next was his fault. The wall burst and large bricks flew, throwing elves, men and orc alike flying through the air. Legolas felt himself being pushed back by the sheer force of the blast, his back hitting the cold stone floor before his head is thrust back also, and then darkness takes him.

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Aragorn shook his head as the world returned to him, the battle still raged around him despite the fact that just moments before their main defence had been blown to pieces like a dandelion in the wind.

'ARAGORN' shouted Gimli as he launched himself off the wall, at the orcs that swarmed through the opening towards the ranger and the elves to his back.

'GIMLI' he shouted back as he took a step forward in shocked before realising that he wouldn't stand a chance alone.

'Hado ribed!' shouted Aragorn as arrows whistled past him, hitting their marks and taking down several orcs 'Herio!' he then ordered as he positioned his sword and charged at the orcs, his elven company hot on his heels.

Swiping his sword at the foul creatures he managed to fight his way towards the dwarf, helping him up out of the large puddle he'd gotten himself stuck in and pulling him to solid ground. He looked around him to see if he could spot Legolas but the elf was nowhere.

'ARAGORN, FALL BACK TO THE KEEP! GET YOURSELF OUT OF THERE.' Shouted Theoden.

Aragorn looked up as the sound of the Kings voice floated through the air and then went about gathering his remaining troops.

'Nan barad' (To the keep) he shouted at the elven warriors that surrounded him.

He watched as two elves grabbed Gimli and dragged him kicking and screaming back to the keep, causing Aragorn to smirk a little. He then looked around and saw a flash of blonde on the wall above him.

'Haldir! Nan barad' he shouted after realising who it was 'A Haldir, Rad-Legolas!' (and Haldir, find Legolas)

Haldir frowned in confusion before nodding and shouting orders at his company. The elf looked about him before spotting a fellow silver-haired warrior laying on the ground, his lower body was covered in rubble, his eyes squeezed shut, face bloodied. Haldir ran to the elf's side, his face became clearer and Haldir's breath hitched in his throat. Legolas lay there, the blood covering his face seeped from the many cuts that littered it. The elf managed to push away the rubble that covered him, to reveal the laboured breathing of the Mirkwood Prince.

'Legolas?" Haldir said as he shook the elf in an attempt to wake him 'open your eyes Mellon nin.'

The Sindar did not wake, and Haldir's heart leapt into his throat. He looked around to see that he was now more or less alone, orcs piling over the walls from their iron ladders. He looked down to see that Aragorn was still rounding up the last few elves and men that fought the oncoming orcs.

'Aragorn!' he shouted from his position.

Aragorn looked up to see Haldir crouched down next to something, but from where he was standing he could not see who or what it was. His heart raced as he ran towards the stairs that remained relatively intact after the blast. Haldir stood up and watched as the Ranger ran towards them, not noticing the orc that had crept up behind him. The pain was quick and fleeting, it shot through him like hot molten lava causing him to collapse to his knees. He then felt only numb as he looked about him, the faces of his dead kinsmen surrounded him and he averted his eyes to the prince that lay beside him.

'HALDIR' Shouted a voice, but he could not pinpoint who it belonged to.

'You must live Legolas Thrandulion.' said Haldir as he placed his hand on the Prince's limp outstretched arm 'Live Mellon nin.'

Haldir felt himself falling backwards as his eyes started to darken, but he was caught as the blackness of forever took him. Aragorn then knelt there holding the Lothlorien elf's body in his arms as Haldir's eye were. staring off into nothingness. The ranger's eyes were wide as they drifted from him to the person that Haldir had kneeled next to. There laying on the ground was his old friend, lying motionless on the blood-soaked floor.

'No.' said Aragorn as he laid Haldir on the floor, before quickly heading to the Prince's side.

He pulled Legolas into his arms, cradling him as he looked over the elf's injuries. The Sindar stirring suddenly, letting out a yell as the pain hit him like an arrow to the heart.

'Aragorn, you must leave me.' he said as he coughed, blood splattered onto his lips as he found to catch his breath.

Aragorn turned to slay an orc that sluggishly limped towards them, waving his rusty sword above his dented helmet. He sliced through the foul beast like a knife through butter, is heavy body making a heavy thud against the floor.

'I am not leaving you here you foolish elf.' spat the man as he pulled Legolas' arm around his shoulder.

Legolas yelled again as the movement caused his broken body to erupt in white-hot agony, but he found to stay on his legs as Aragorn practically drags him back towards the keep. Legolas looked around limply at the bodies that surrounded him, these men and elves were dead because he failed to kill one orc. His aim wasn't sharp enough. He, Legolas Greenleaf, the finest shot in the woodland realm could not kill one orc. He remembered what Lady Galadriel had said when she gave him his bow, that it was a bow worthy of the skill of their woodland kin yet he could not kill one orc. The shame flowed through him, fogging his mind as consciousness started to leave him. He fought to take every breath he could, but blood was coating his mouth now. His eyes settled on the body of a boy that lay against the wall of the keep, as he and Aragorn stumbled closer her realised that he has seen the boy receiving his weapons from the armoury. He was pinned beneath a large boulder from the blast. His body crushed by its mighty weight. This child's death was his fault, he was responsible for his life being cut short. Aragorn dragged him through the large wooden gate, closing the door on the chaos that lay just outside.

'Somebody help me.' he pleaded as he leaned Legolas against the stone wall.

Théoden walked towards the two warriors, holding his sword ready in hand. He noticed the elf's weakened state and immediately sheathed his sword as he jogged to their sides.

'What happened?' asked the King as he grabbed the elf arm to steady him.

'This is all my fault.' Said Legolas, his eyes getting heavy as he fought less and less to catch his breath I deserve this he said to himself.

'What do you mean?' Asked Théoden as he looked at Legolas and then Aragorn with confused filled eyes.

'i deserve this.' he finished as his legs gave out and he slid down the wall, the two men trying to catch him as he fell 'i deserve this' he whispered as his eyes finally won.

He let his body give in as so the pain began to diminish as darkness took over him. He deserved this.

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So I thought I would leave it there, for now, let me know what you think and I will get the next chapter up soon.