Chapter 2

The fellowship ran across the grass plains, desperate to get as far away from the Mines of Moria as possible. The hobbits wept as they ran, and Aragorn panicked as Legolas' breathing got slower and slower. He knew that Legolas couldn't be saved; he knew that even the lady of the wood could not save him, for he was to far gone for any hope of saving. He just didn't want to let, not only because he was his closest. But also he didn't know how the fellowship would cope with the death of another member. Losing Gandalf was a huge blow to the whole fellowship, the hobbits took it the hardest. He didn't think they cope with another death

Gimli walked with the hobbits, his nervousness began to show.

"Stay close young hobbits, they say that a great sorceress lives in these woods. An elf witch, of terrible power. All who look upon her, fall under her spell. And are never seen again" said Gimli, as he ushered the hobbits the hobbits towards him.

Aragorn looked at Legolas, the elf's brilliant blue eyes were beginning to fade.

"The dwarf breathes so loud, we could have shot in the dark," said Haldir, a smug smile crossed his face.

"Please Haldir, you must help me. Legolas is mortally wounded and need help," said Aragorn, his eyes filled with desperation.

Haldir looked at Legolas, he could see the blood that stained the elf's tunic.

"Aragorn you come with me, the rest of you can go no further," said Haldir, a touch of bitterness in his voice.

"Please let them come, Legolas are part of the fellowship"

"You bring great evil here," said Haldir, his changed to an angry tone

"I know. Please"

"She is waiting," said Haldir as he resigned and agreed.

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Haldir left Aragorn with another elf; he was tall with blonde hair that was up in a bun. He stood with great pride and self-confidence. He reminded Aragorn of Legolas. The elf led Aragorn to the houses of the healing and to Aragorn's surprise there were elves there.

"What happened?" asked Aragorn as he looked upon the wounded.

"We had an Orc problem a week back, many of our men were injured," replied the elf.

Aragorn was led down a long corridor; he knew that they would give Legolas a special room for he was royalty. Elves stared in shock as the elf and Aragorn passes them. Aragorn understood a few whispers.

"Is that Legolas?"

And

" He can not die, he is the last surviving Mirkwood prince. All his brothers were killed off"

Aragorn did not pay heed to what they were saying; all he cared about was getting Legolas to a healer as quickly as possible.

"In there" said the elf as he pointed into a large open room. The room glowed and the walls looked like Liquid silver. He placed the now unconscious Legolas on the silver framed bed that was in the middle of the room.

Aragorn sat next to Legolas, trying to keep as much pressure as he could on Legolas' wound.

"Aragorn?" said a voice; its musical tone sent shivers down Aragorn's spine "Let me see him"

Aragorn looked up to see lady Galadriel smiling at him; he bowed his head and let her inspect Legolas. She looked at his wound and noticed how pale he was.

"I can do nothing for him Aragorn" she said, her voice became deeper "He is to gravely injured and has lost to much blood. There is not hope for him now"

"He is the last surviving heir of the king of Mirkwood, he cannot die"

"I can do nothing for him" she said coldly as she turned and left the room.

"A…a…Aragorn" said Legolas weakly.

"Don't try to talk" said Aragorn as he smiled weakly at Legolas.

"I heard w…what she s…said"

Tears began to form in Aragorn's eyes "I'm sorry"

Legolas smiled at him, his eyes were like no other elves. They were such a dark blue and Legolas' hair was also like no others. Many elves had dark blonde hair, but Legolas' hair was a beautiful light blonde that always amazed Aragorn.

"Its not your fault" he said as he began to struggle to breathe.

"Rest my friend," said Aragorn, as he stroked Legolas' hair.

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Boromir stood next a tall tree, he was very uneasy.

"I must see Legolas'." He said as he began to head for the houses of the healing, or he hope would be the houses of the healing. Her walked past the wounded elves, many had bandages round their torsos, probably for arrow or sword wounds. When he realised Legolas was not there he made his way down the long hallway, checking in every room. Finally he came across Legolas' room, he saw Aragorn sat next to the bed and the elf sleeping upon it silky sheets.

"Aragorn," said Boromir as he slowly walked through the door "How is he doing?"

"There is nothing they can do Boromir. They can't save him?" Aragorn replied. Boromir's face dropped to the floor. 'Legolas can't die, the fellowship won't cope with another death' he thought as he moved closer to the ranger, he placed a comforting hand on Aragorn's shoulder.

"I am sorry my friend, life is cruel that way"

"Life! What has this got to do with life? This is murder. This is evil. Gandalf Died at the hand of a monster so will have Legolas." Aragorn began to weep; Boromir could do nothing but try to comfort his companion. Suddenly Boromir felt cold, death had never frightened him before but it did now.

"Do want me to go?"

"No Boromir, you can stay if you like" Aragorn paused "I don't think that he has got long left.

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"Where do you think Boromir went Mr Frodo?"

"I don't know Sam," said Frodo, his voice quiet and cold.

"Do you think Master Legolas will be ok?"

"I hope so Sam," Frodo did not have much energy left, he was tired but he would not sleep for Gandalf's death haunted his thoughts. He say his face before he fell, the fears the burst from them.

Merry sat in a corner, his thoughts bent on the elf. He kept seeing the pain that had crossed the flawless face of the Prince, his pale skin and his blood soaked tunic. He had always seen the elf as invincible, a thing of perfection. He envied the elf that.

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Legolas opened his eyes, the room was dim but the walls around him glowed. His body screamed at him in agony and every breath was painful. He turned his head to find Aragorn at his side; the ranger had fallen asleep in his chair.

"Legolas?" said Boromir, he lent against the wall to the elf's right. The elf turned his head to look at the man. He was surprised to find Boromir at his side, but he was happy for the company. Aragorn woke as he heard Boromir utter Legolas' name.

"Legolas, your awake" Aragorn said as he smiled.

"Yes my friend," Legolas said, turning to look at Aragorn again.

"I sense a great darkness coming."

"Everything is dark nowadays Legolas" Aragorn chuckled, but then his became sombre as he new the true meaning of Legolas' words.

"Legolas, you have to fight it. The fellowship needs you." Said Boromir, desperations lingered in his voice.

"You don't need me," Legolas replied, turning his head so he was looking at the ceiling. His eyes closed and his face became content "I have missed the trees"

"They have missed you my friend" Aragorn paused "please don't leave." His voice was quiet and weak.

"Please!"

Chapter 2 is finally here, sorry it took so long. Chapter Three be up soon. Please review