A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update this, I've been working on my other story, Inconceivable so yeah, but enjoy!
Pwent led the team back to Mithral Hall. They burst through the door and informed King Bruenor about what they had seen. Wulfgar went to Drizzt's room and woke him.
"What is it you want?" the sleepy drow asked.
"You were right about your kin," Wulfgar said simply.
Drizzt nodded and said, "I knew it. We need to prepare our defenses immediately."
Wulfgar nodded and the friends walked towards where every one was gathering. Drizzt was wide awake now. They burst into the room and Drizzt strode up to Bruenor and said, "I told you, you stubborn dwarf. We need to prepare our defenses immediately!"
"Now just one minute elf," Bruenor thundered. "No one tells me what ta do!"
Drizzt winced at his mistake. "Sorry, dear friend, I'm just worried for your kingdom and clan is all."
"Bah, but your right! We will start preparations fer war now!"
Three hours later
Drizzt walked briskly through the tunnels. He had been appointed as a scout to see when the raid was on its way. He didn't mind in the least. He called Guenhwyvar to his side and moved to the chamber where he and Pwent first encountered the enemy.
He peeked around the side of the entrance and saw the party inside getting their packs together and waiting on the signal of their commander. Drizzt turned to the panther and nodded, the signal to tell Bruenor that the enemy was on its way. The panther bolted down the other side of the tunnel.
The drow ran into the room and went into the nearest shadow. He pulled Icingdeath out of its sheath, not wanting to alert the enemy of his presence with Twinkle's glow. He moved to the back of the party and waited. They started hooting and running a moment later.
He couldn't wait for them to get to the entrance; he had to give Bruenor the time to get his troops in position. He pulled Twinkle out and charged forward, killing two goblins and beheading a orc on his way to the dark elf leaders.
"Kill him!" cried someone in the crowd when they realized he was not an ally.
Drizzt was immediately hard pressed to get to the leaders. Orc and goblin alike crowded him, stabbing and slashing at him. One particularly tall goblin sprinted forward and jabbed forward, but was stopped short as Twinkle swept across and caught the weapon in mid jab. Drizzt turned his body and threw all his weight behind Icingdeath and swung the weapon and caught the goblin in the neck.
The only troll in the room took a step forward as it noticed how well this lone drow fought. Drizzt started fighting defensively while trying to find a way to the wall where he could fend the enemies off easier. He found his chance a moment later.
He put a scimitar through a goblins face and saw a hole in the ranks. He sprinted forward and twisted when he reached the wall. He ducked and rolled forward when the troll swung its heavy fist and took a chunk out of the wall. He came up behind the beast and jumped onto its back.
"Archers!" he heard behind him.
He slammed both of his blades down into the troll's head. The drow twisted and jerked them out, before being flung into the crowd of enemies by the behemoth's thrashing. He hopped up and spun a complete circle with his weapons extended. He prayed that he had given Bruenor enough time to muster his forces as goblins closed in. he cried out and ran forward, determined to kill as many as he could when he saw enemies running at him in terror. He paused and looked past them, to see Guenhwyvar swiping its mighty paws at any goblin close enough.
Drizzt sighed in relief and ran through the gap to join his friend. The two fought hard for the next moments, expecting fully to die then and there, when a great rumbling came from behind them. The drow turned and saw Pwent bust into the room with a troll behind him.
"Help me elf!" the battlerager cried.
Drizzt complied. He ran and jumped over his friend, catching the giant beast by surprise, and punched out with his blades. Twinkle cut deep into the monster's chest and Icingdeath caught an arm. He landed on the thing's head and ran down its back.
Pwent ran forward when the troll turned to regard drow. His head lowered and caught the troll's leg and punching his fists forward, eliciting a great roar from his foe. Drizzt turned as the troll focused its attention on the dwarf. He jumped on its back and ran up to its head, and killed it the same way he did the other.
"How did you get here so fast?" Drizzt asked his friend.
"Ye took to long ta send the cat, so I came out here meself," Pwent replied. "Now, let's get t' fightin!"
Guenhwyvar had run around the group, drawing their attention to the other side of the chamber. Pwent ran forward and lowered his helmet spike at his enemy's exposed back. Drizzt ran forward and stabbed the nearest and worked his way forward, hacking and slashing to kill as many as he could before anyone noticed. He heard Pwent's bellowing laughter.
He winced as a fiery pain shot up his side. He turned to see a dark elf with a spear smiling wickedly at him. He swung and caught the drow's shoulder, knocking him to the ground. His opponent jumped up and the two squared off.
"So, you are the legendary Drizzt Do' Urden?" asked his opponent. "I am Argit of Bregan D' aerthe."
Drizzt nodded and rushed forward, putting Twinkle in a downward strike and Icingdeath coming up from the floor. Argit spun his spear and blocked both weapons. Pwent ran right past, thinking that Drizzt would finish with his opponent and be right behind him. Drizzt feinted right and went left. Argit kept up.
"Seems your not as good as the legends say," Argit said mockingly.
Drizzt blew it off and jumped into the air. His foot came down and connected with the spear. Twinkle came down pommel first and smacked into the other drow's nose. He almost lost his weapon when a scimitar tip came to rest under his chin. He looked up.
"Kill me, to finish this fight."
Drizzt said in a calm tone, "No, I made a promise that I wouldn't kill any more drow then I already have." As he finished, he shot his foot up into his opponent's face and knocked him out.
"Hey elf, I could use some help!"
Drizzt looked up to see Pwent hard pressed with his back to a wall and orcs closing in on him. He turned his head and saw Guenhwyvar in the same situation. He ran forward but was stopped as he heard a familiar chanting sound. He looked to his right and saw a female dark elf chanting with her hands thrown forward.
He tried to warn Pwent, but wasn't able to when the ceiling above him crashed down, blocking him from getting to either of his friends. He cried out and spun when he heard a shuffling noise behind him. Argit was gone and Drizzt was separated.
