WOW! I can't believe I've written twenty chapters to a story, AND HAVEN'T
EVEN GOTTEN TO THE MAIN IDEA OF THE STORY YET! Maybe you'll find out in
this chapter eh?
@ Deana - Don't Worry! Legolas always gets out of these situations, doesn't he?
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Chapter 20
With great velocity and power, the Warg leapt off the dead tree right above Legolas. Legolas rolled off to the side just as the beast's teeth sank into the ground. Legolas heard a crack and it yelped. It shook its head then took another pounce. This time, the animal had him pinned helplessly to the ground. Legolas struggled but his opponent was too heavy.
The Warg tossed its head into the air with a roar of triumph. Legolas got his right arm free and reached around, praying that his blade was nearby.
Soon, the beast's head was ducking at him and Legolas's glowing blade lodged in the back of its throat. It squealed and leapt back. It stumbled around drunkenly, tossing its head. Legolas watched against as the light of the blade went out the second it left his hand. Soon, the beast fell against the tree, twitching and choking on its own blood.
Legolas stood without a sound and quietly walked towards the creature. He pulled his blade from its mouth and it screamed one last time. Then, its eyes rolled back into its head and it ceased to move.
Legolas stared in awe as the blade began to shine again. Misty fingers of light stretched out crookedly first, then snapped straight and gleamed. They lit up the swamp on the edge of the trees and the fog once again retreated. Legolas read the words on the blade again.
'May whoever holds this blade watch for those who are innocent.' Legolas's eyes widened in realization.
'I'm innocent.' he whispered to himself. The blade seemed to shine brighter.
He thought of the baby that he failed to save.
He thought of the people of Rohan who have either died or turned to the darker side.
He thought of the Gangs... and the man on the farm... and Redd and Fallon.
If I don't do anything, he thought to himself, then they'll all die.
He realized then the true power he had. This blade forced back evil like magical starlight. He is elven, therefore deadly with range weapons and even moreso with this steel in his hand.
The Rohan people needed someone to save them. Someone to rescue them from the peril that hung over their heads. They needed a Protector.
'May whoever holds this blade watch for those who are innocent.' this was the blade of the Protector. This was Legolas's reason that he was driven from his home. This was why he was here now:
To be a Protector.
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Do you get it now? Do you know why I called this story 'The Protector'? Legolas's first episode with his new title starts in the next chapter! Hope you like it!
@ Deana - Don't Worry! Legolas always gets out of these situations, doesn't he?
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Chapter 20
With great velocity and power, the Warg leapt off the dead tree right above Legolas. Legolas rolled off to the side just as the beast's teeth sank into the ground. Legolas heard a crack and it yelped. It shook its head then took another pounce. This time, the animal had him pinned helplessly to the ground. Legolas struggled but his opponent was too heavy.
The Warg tossed its head into the air with a roar of triumph. Legolas got his right arm free and reached around, praying that his blade was nearby.
Soon, the beast's head was ducking at him and Legolas's glowing blade lodged in the back of its throat. It squealed and leapt back. It stumbled around drunkenly, tossing its head. Legolas watched against as the light of the blade went out the second it left his hand. Soon, the beast fell against the tree, twitching and choking on its own blood.
Legolas stood without a sound and quietly walked towards the creature. He pulled his blade from its mouth and it screamed one last time. Then, its eyes rolled back into its head and it ceased to move.
Legolas stared in awe as the blade began to shine again. Misty fingers of light stretched out crookedly first, then snapped straight and gleamed. They lit up the swamp on the edge of the trees and the fog once again retreated. Legolas read the words on the blade again.
'May whoever holds this blade watch for those who are innocent.' Legolas's eyes widened in realization.
'I'm innocent.' he whispered to himself. The blade seemed to shine brighter.
He thought of the baby that he failed to save.
He thought of the people of Rohan who have either died or turned to the darker side.
He thought of the Gangs... and the man on the farm... and Redd and Fallon.
If I don't do anything, he thought to himself, then they'll all die.
He realized then the true power he had. This blade forced back evil like magical starlight. He is elven, therefore deadly with range weapons and even moreso with this steel in his hand.
The Rohan people needed someone to save them. Someone to rescue them from the peril that hung over their heads. They needed a Protector.
'May whoever holds this blade watch for those who are innocent.' this was the blade of the Protector. This was Legolas's reason that he was driven from his home. This was why he was here now:
To be a Protector.
.
Do you get it now? Do you know why I called this story 'The Protector'? Legolas's first episode with his new title starts in the next chapter! Hope you like it!