"Elves always constantly thinking about that, that stupid honor." Grumbled Mithril. She was not angry, alright she was angry. The woman climbed up the stairs, continuing to grumble in incoherent pig-latin. "owna I aveha ota avesa imha." She was very confused, and continued to trip over every word she spoke. She reached the top as Aragorn had finished giving orders, she ran up to Haldir, almost slipping in the process.
"Captain Haldir, you are stuck with me." Mithiril told him, if she was in human form she would be gasping for breath, even now her heart was pounding. He turned to her glaring. "Alright but stay close, if you are determined to save me, then you shall do it right." He said turning away.
Mithril turned and what she saw made her want to scream out. Thousands upon thousands of uruk-hai, she knew it would indeed be hard, but their odds were not good. "Help us." She muttered, looking up at Haldir he just shook his head.
Something about her, was different, she was not the bravest, but what she did was try. She tried so hard not mess up, that Haldir had to give her the credit. Her green eyes bugged out, and her ears had turned deathly white. He wished to tell this stubborn to not be stubborn, yet that is what endeared her to him. Yet why did she hate him so?
The archers, all moved to ready stances, and notched an arrow in the bow, pulled the string back and waited for the command. Mithril was biting her tongue, to keep back the anxiety, and nervousness. Being a maia, was not all that great since, well she had to fend off Sauron, who had all but offered a marriage proposal to her, in her dreams. She shuddered at that thought, still keeping her focus, she watched and listened as the orcs began to chant.
It was an erie chant, that crept down her spine, and threatened to burst her ears open. She could feel the arrow trying to fight its way out of her grip, but she held on. She would not let go. Just as she thought she would burst, an arrow shot out from an old man's bow. The look on his face was one of sheer terror.
"Fire!" Shouted Aragorn, Mithril released the arrow, and reached back to pull another. She kept reaching back, when she looked up and saw a large object coming towards her.
"When did these people become so sophisticated?" She asked Haldir, who had been trying to avoid her.
"They are not people, they are vile creatures." He said as he kicked the ladder down. He turned to her. "Take out your sword." He commanded. "And be ready for anything." Mithril knew better than to ignore a command. She yelped as an orc, jumped onto the wall and came after her. She fought it off and plunged the sword into its neck. Black blood spurted everywhere.
She fought the urge not to gag. She pulled her sword out, and swiped the head clean off of another one. She began to ignore the blood spraying everywhere. She was covered in blood and it, was terrible. She looked up as several orc's began trying to plunge the gates open.
Aragorn and Gimli were down there, what were they doing? And Legolas was skateboarding? She plunged her sword into another one's heart. If it even had one, it was a sick thought that these uruk hai where once elves. So, if the stories were true they would come back as elves, or rot in hell forever.
"Haldir, I need your help!" She exclaimed turning around, he, he was gone!
"Haldir, where are you?" She screamed as an arrow was lodged into her arm, she knew better than to pull it out, it was most likely poisoned. She froze in terror as an orc held an ax above Haldir's head. She screamed, pulling out her dagger and running, threw it. It found its mark, hitting it square in the eye. It fell backwards with the ax grazing the back of Haldir's shoulder.
She ran up to him, time seemed to slow. He stumbled. "Mithril what do you think you were doing. I ordered you to stay there. I do not care if you are a Maia, you obey orders." He said loudly.
Mithril burned with anger. "I just saved your life, buddy. And you don't even have the grace to say thankyou?" She shouted her face contorted in rage. He just walked off, walked off and left. She was going to run after him, when she felt a rumbling underneath her. The ground gave way and she screamed as she fell, rocks showering all around her. Everything went dark again. "Mithril!" called Haldir.
Mithril awoke to a pounding in her head, she grumbled and turned over, wincing as her back shot up in pain. She reached her hand up to her head, and felt a large cloth wrapped around her. She sat up sharply only to feel suddenly dizzy.
"Ugh, why does this always happen to me?" She asked aloud. She glanced around to see, Gimli sitting on a chair snoring very loudly. She walked over and shook his shoulder.
"Gimli, Gimli wake up." I said in a sing song voice. He still sat there. "Wake UP!" Mithril shouted, A very startled dwarf jumped up hitting his head on the Mithril's. They groaned and plopped on the bed.
Legolas walked in an, stopped looking very surprised, He blinked once or twice pointing to the two of us. We looked back and forth, shuddering. That was officially awkward,
"Mithril, you need to go to Haldir now. Its Nimrod," Legolas said gravely,
I know, I know cliffhangers suck, it wasn't that bad… Was it? So Haldir is alive! Yeah, I couldn't kill him.
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