All LOTR references, characters, places, etc. belong to their genius creator, J.R.R Tolkien. I only claim ownership over my little warrior, as well as a few other characters of my own creation who will be introduced later.


Chapter 1: The Elven Warrior

In the shade of the trees, an elven warrior wandered through the deep brush, her hand always on her bow. She was deep in Fangorn and had already come across two parties of orcs. None of them had proven much of a challenge and while part of her thirsted for more of a challenge, the wiser part of her merely thanked the Valar for such luck. Part of her good fortune was thanks to the forest itself. During her time there, the young elleth had taken to listening to the trees. With time she was even able to whisper to a few trees touched most strongly by the elven power that had awoken them in the beginning. As she had in other days, she now sensed something off with the aura of the forest, a feeling of trouble that had her looking for cover. Her tunic of forest green and leggings of dark brown hid her well from seeking eyes but you could never be too careful. With her powerful senses on high alert, she crept through the thickets. A snap sounded like thunder to her sensitive ears and she whipped around, her bow at the ready. The sound of crackling leaves and grunting grew louder and the young elf quickly leapt into the closest tree, ready to hunt.

The first face to appear through the thicket was a gruesome looking Uruk-hai wearing hastily made armor stamped with the white hand of Saruman. The pike in his hand was just as poorly made but it didn't need to be for the damage it could cause. The elf stared carefully at the creature, pinpointing the weak spots in its armor before looking back to the brush from which the Uruk-hai had appeared. Following the creature were several orcs, muttering amongst each other while looking warily around them. They were no more comfortable than the young elf but at least the trees knew enough not to hurt her. They would not, however, be stopped from taking their revenge on the foul creatures who cut their brothers down. Among the trees they stood no chance, for even now the ancient forest was whispering. They would do nothing though, so long as the elf stood among them, protecting them.

Among the deep green leaves, it was impossible to notice the same colored eyes peering down at the invaders, and none of them paid enough attention to their surroundings to notice the head of an arrow poking through the foliage.

She took careful aim and with a whispering of the wind the arrow was loosed, striking the Uruk-hai right under the arm. Another arrow followed quickly and the creature was felled before the orcs even realized he'd been shot. Mayhem followed as the orcs shouted and began searching for the invisible assassin. The flash of an elven blade caught one unfortunate orc's attention and he was the second to die by the elf's hand. Once they realized the killer was among them – and that it was a female - the others turned and began circling the elf, taunting her. "Look boys, seems lunch has found us today!" The elleth turned slowly, following all of their movements carefully. "Maybe we should have a little fun with her first, eh? No one to stop us." The second orc sneered as he spoke, licking his lips in anticipation. Too stupid to notice the warrior's glint in the elf's eyes, the orc leapt forward, swinging his ax wildly. It only took a moment for her to evade the poorly aimed blow and with a flash of her blade the orc was beheaded. Again the stupid creatures just stood in disbelief. Returning to her relaxed stance, the elf glared at them. "Even for orcs you're disappointing. This shall be far easier than I'd have liked." With those words she leapt forward, cutting through the group as they put up a last ditch effort to crowd her into submission.

A few meters away, a great miscalculation was about to change the course of her fate. The Uruk-hai moved slightly, not quite dead yet. With his final breath he reached for his horn and blew 3 sharp notes into it. The warrior spun around, her expression grim as she realized he'd just called in reinforcements. She cursed swiftly in Dwarfish, as there are no real curses in Elven, and quickly dispatched the last of the creatures. A roar echoed through the forest and suddenly a great host of orcs came crashing through the forest. The mass was too great even for her and as much as she hated to, her only option was to flee. There had to be at least three dozen orcs coming at her, wielding all manner of deadly weapons. It soon became clear that she was completely surrounded and so the warrior pulled round her bow and started shooting off arrows into the mass, sending howls of pain through the close air. She fought on, backing away as fast as she could.


A/N: Well, there it is! The beginning of my very first fan fiction! It's been a terribly long road getting here, as I've never felt like a good enough writer for this kind of thing. But, with a little nudge from a friend of mine, I've worked up the courage to at least try.

This little warrior of mine has been begging to be written about in all her kick-butt glory. Honestly, a female elf that is wicked with a bow and arrow and deadly with her sword. It doesn't get much cooler than that – well unless it's Legolas of course!

As this is my first fic, I'm begging for reviews. It helps me learn and I definitely won't turn down constructive criticism. Flames on the other hand will be blatantly ignored, as I always believe, "The secret to success is not listening to people when they try to put you down. Believe in yourself and listen to the people who help you raise yourself up." Good natured joking and ribbing however, are always enjoyed.

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Next chapter: "Super Elven Hearing!"

Will our little warrior fall? Not if Legolas can help it!