I own Nothing from the Lord of the Rings, (Sighs sadly) just the OC's Elhíni and Elkal. Takes place after Return of the King.
Antan len sina nyárë vanyó az nírion az laliewa az melmëo az lendó az estelo
I present to you this tale of a beauty and tears and laughter and love and a journey and hope.
A/N: This is 10 years after Elhíni set out from Mirkwood. And we get to see some of Elhíni at her worst...let's just say, this is why its rated not K...hope you enjoy!
Chapter 3
Harna
Hurt
Elhíni quietly watched from her treetop roost. Deeply disgusted and angered by what she saw below her.
Orcs. Lots of them.
She brushed her long, pale blond hair from her eyes, and knocked a silver arrow to her bow.
They would not get away this time. Today was the day her parents would be avenged.
She pulled the swan's feather fletching up to her high cheekbones, and breathed.
In, out, timing was everything.
In, out.
She released.
The Orc sentry below her sank to the ground without a sound, a silver arrow sprouting from its voice box.
It was dead before it even knew it was in danger.
Elhíni drew another arrow from her quiver.
One down, forty nine to go.
In, out.
The bow sang under her skilled fingers as another arrow sang the final song for another Orc Raider.
This one did not go down without a sound, the Orc let out a shocked squeal as it looked at its chest. Staring dumbly at the silver arrow that was jammed into its heavy chest armor.
"Oh Elbereth," Elhíni thought as the Orc's scream met her ears, "I am in trouble now."
"She-elf!" an Orc sentry cried, "Hiding within the trees!"
Elhíni let a growl slip past her teeth, she leapt down, unsheathing her Mithril knives.
They were a gift to her from Thranduil when she was old enough to wield them, they were called Kir and Maeg, Cut and Piercing. She never let them leave her side.
The Orcs leveled their spears and scimitars at her, Elhíni's eyes hardened, becoming diamonds of blue ice.
The elf's anger grew as she remembered her parents' dying faces.
She uttered a war cry, and charged the enemy head on.
The Orcs came at her, trying without success to run her through. Elhíni's knives flashed in the dying sunlight, already the shining Mithril blades became dull black with Orc blood.
She whipped around, driving her knives through the nearest Orc's stomach, causing him to cough blood.
Elhíni was spattered with the disgusting material, but she didn't care, all she felt was the unquenchable rage that fueled her fire.
She took an arrow from her quiver and stabbed it into an Orc soldier's eye, straight into his brain. She wrenched it out and shot the barbed shaft at the nearest Orc, punching through its tough armor and into its soft body. The Orc made its already horrid condition worse by trying to tug the arrow out. The arrow's barbed head caught on tissue and bone and created more damage.
Elhíni gave a grim smile as she finished off another of the creatures.
"Five more," she thought, "And my work is done,"
The Orcs had gotten the message that Elhíni made, and had retreated, howling, into the hills. Elhíni gave a snort and pursued.
"I shall even give them a head start," She said, walking forwards.
A sharp pain pierced through her elven armor, making Elhíni gasp in surprise.
"Orro!" She wailed, checking herself.
She stared numbly at the cruel Orc hilt jutting out of her side, and the mottled, disfigured black hand that held it.
"Oh Elbereth," She thought, "What have I done?"
She gave one last strangled shout and drove her knives into the Orc's neck. The monster gave a strangled gurgle and fell limp, releasing the blade that dug into Elhíni's side.
Elhíni felt fiery pain sear her side. She fell to her knees.
After all she had been through; she would be brought down by a stab in the back, or rather side.
She pulled out the blade, gasping in pain, and staring at her own blood on her hands.
Tears slipped from her eyes, blurring her vision.
"Adar, Naneth," She whispered, "I am sorry, I could not avenge you. Please forgive me!"
She heard footsteps.
"They have come to finish me off," She thought despairingly, "I will be reunited with my parents at last."
A warm, soft hand placed itself upon her shoulder.
"Lady, are you well?" A deep, gentle voice said, "Where are you hurt?"
It was no Orc that had come.
Elhíni's eyes met her rescuer's. Deep blue, like the firmament that Elbereth had sown her jewel bright stars, and they were filled with worry.
"I…I…" Elhíni breathed, "M-my s-side,"
"Do not fear," The rescuer said, "I shall protect you,"
Elhíni gave a soft smile.
"Ni 'lassui," She said, "Thank you,"
And darkness closed over her.
A/N Chapter 3 is done! YAY! I used a lot of elvish here, because it's Elhíni for crying out loud.
Orro: Ow! or Ouch!
Adar: Father
Naneth: Mother
Ni 'lassui: Thank you.
Now you see why I rated this T.
Who is this rescuer? Find out next time...bwahahahaha! *Cough cough* :)
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.
