A/N Sorry it took so long, life kinda got in the way . I hope to update far more regularly from now on. Short chapter this time but new one coming very soon!
Chapter 3:
Thranduill rode hard through the gates. Faintly he heard someone call him, but he didn't turn. He would make it to them. He would see them again. Maybe they hadn't even met the orcs? His brain began to create images of what happened to them, so he shut it off and rode.
Legolas felt himself stumble a bit. Were they…. He gasped as he started to breathe again. He began to panic a little but was jolted out of his thoughts when his father blew past him and out of the gates.
"Ada!" he and Lathros called, but Thranduill didn't stop.
Legolas hastily told Lathros to stay then he too was riding out. He looked back and dimly registered an elleth with Lathros and Estel then Elladan and Elrohir riding after him.
Thranduill slowed only when he heard the sound of orcs marching toward him. He slipped of his horse and melted into the trees. Soon he could see a band of about fifteen battle-scarred orcs.
"Ha! Did you hear them squeal!" the rough language of the foul creature assaulted elven ears.
"Sure but their swords hurt" another replied sulkily.
"Yea and the squealing weren't all that nice either."
"Especially those female ones, the screams were sharp."
Thranduill smoldered and glided smoothly out of hiding to stand alone before the orcs.
"Ha!" an orc spat. "And who are you little elfling?" The others moved to make a circle around the king.
Thranduill focused a piercing blue gaze on the orc that seemed to murder it right then and there. It was taken aback and hesitantly stepped away from the elf. The king looked at each and every orc in turn and then his sword sang.
Before the orcs could move three of them lay dead. Thranduill moved with all the grace of his kind, all the fury of Mordor, and all the strength of Tulkas the Strong. Soon fifteen orcs lay dead around him. He heard a noise and swung his sword around in an angry haze. Legolas parried the blow and stared at his father.
