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~Aria~

Sitting on the cold stone floor I could feel the coldness of the dungeon air surround me covering over me like a blanket of ice. I took deep breath focusing on the thoughts and images of the elven folk seeing them smile. Thier soft words in elvish and in the common tongue memorizing me with their whimsical voices holding a rare kind of beauty that left me breathless. This Mirkwood realm was wondrous, massive, holding such beauty that I hadn't seen in all the years we had roam middle-earth. Was this the place I would have grew up in? Would I have been like the lady elleth's or would I have chosen to serve in the King's guard like the redhead?

"The guards…" I whispered under my breath reminding myself to keep focus in the minds of the guards to memorize their pathway to the armory room.

'Should I say something to Lady Aria?'

The small soft voice broke through my mind causing the corners of my lips tug into a smile recognizing who it was.

"So it seems ye have survived small one," I whispered out hearing the sharp intake of air making me open my eyes to see nothing or more particularly no one before me.

'How am I going to explain this? Maybe if I just keep quite?'

I let out an airy laugh hearing his worry thoughts run through his mind as the pressure build in my temples, "Master Baggins," I breath out closing my mind reaching up to rub circles on my temples in attempt to relive some of the pressure, "Tis alright I know ye are there," I spoke out hearing him release a loud sigh. I slowly moved to lean against the iron door feeling my body ache with discomfort. It was a cruel thing to be kept locked in without nothing to do but sit in coldness, kept away from the warmth of the sun rays, the fresh scent air of the forest, to be kept like a caged bird. It was suffocating, nerve racking that I was left with wondering the minds of the elven folk seeking the outside world. I heard soft stutters and the clearing of his throat.

"Y-yes...I'm quite...here," He drawled out.

"I thought we had lost ye"

"I've been walking around," He revealed, the sound of his shuffling feet reaching my ears. He was uncertain, " I believe they are preparing for a feast tonight," He went on, sniffling slightly, "I think best to wait until early moring"

"If you think tis best," I replied nodding in agreement, "But you must be careful walking these halls elves have impeccable hearing"

"I will keep close please worry not…"

I leaned against the iron bars taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it, hearing the companies loud snoring fill the air along with Bilbo's shuffling feet, knowing he had more to say, "Ask it"

He mumbled and stutter under his breath, giving a few squeaks before continuing on, "You're not curious?" He asked, his words holding such fear and worry. If only he knew of what I could do, of what I am, he would see how this is nothing compared to him. Fear would strike them if they knew, but the thing that worried me the most was what Thorin would do? Would he banish me or have me bound within the borders of Erebor? Would I comply or rebel?...Rebel? I let out a snort at the idea, rebel? The likelihood of that is none.

"We all have secrets to keep," I whispered softly shifting my body to lean my back against the door.

"Yet secrets always have a way of surfacing," A voice called out startling me to my feet and retreating back within my cell to see the prince of Mirkwood stand before me. The tunic of silver and black complementing his fair skin. His clear crystal eyes illuminating under the glow of the torches that each time he moved they would shimmer different shades of blue, "I have come to give you all breakfast," he said. My gaze quickly flicker down the brown hair elf who squatted by my door slipping a silver tray between the bars, "The king wishes for me to remind you that his offer still stands"

I frowned at his words shifting my gaze towards him. The feeling of disgust and anger surfacing,"I haven't changed my mind nor will I ever," I responded seeing how the corners of his lips twitch, a smile threatening to break through.

"Elhael distribute the food among the other dwarves," he order sending the elf down the stairs to the cells below.

"How is your wound?" He inquire softly. His gaze slowly trailing down my neck the feeling of discomfort quickly dismissing the others that I felt the tips of my ears burn hot, "I brought some ointment," He went on reaching into the pocket of his tunic to hold out a small jar.

"I don't need it," I gritted out.

"It can get infected," He insisted, slipping his arm through the iron bars to stretch it as far as he could, "It will put my mind at ease"

I stared down at the small jar watching him turn it over and over at the tips of his fingers. I looked up at him in surprise, was he not afraid that I would hurt him or did he simply believe I wouldn't? I carefully reached for the jar taking it from the top afraid that my fingertips would touch his hand. My eyes flickering once more towards him catching the small smile that graced his lips, the radiate look leaving me short of breath. He cleared his throat and tilted his head in a small bow before turning to leave down the stairs in a haste. I took deep breath licking my dry lips, staring at the spot where the blonde elf had stood. My cheeks flushing with warmth that I could hear the loud pounding of my heart. I made my way to the iron door clutching the bars with clammy hands, leaning forwards to peek out into the empty walkway.

"Ari!" Kili called out drawing my attention to him from a little ways below, smiling widely up at me, "Did you see all the food they brought us!" He exclaimed loudly scurrying back into his cell reappearing with a large silver tray that was overflowing with food.

"Don't eat it all in one go, we might not get as much next time, so save some," I reasoned sending him a pointed look as he pouted retreating back within his cell.

"I won't suppose it will be too much to ask for some smoked meat," I heard Bombur ask the brown hair elf.

"Oh and some cheese with bread," Bofur called out. I looked down at the tray at my feet seeing various fruits and green leafs in it that I kicked it to the side.

"What kind of poisonous food is he trying to feed me," I grumbled under my breath, kicking it once more.

"Then you wouldn't mind, if I perhaps have some"

"Bilbo!" I exclaimed seeing an apple disappear from the pile.

"Forgive me, but I'm quite hungry"

I let out a small laugh sliding down the cell door and pushing the tray against it, "Then by all means"

"...Now that I remember, Thorin had said you didn't speak in the common tongue"

~Legolas~

"What is troubling you?" Tauriel asked standing next to me turning to the target practice I have been staring at. The target practice that had an arrow sticking out off to the side where it was painted white instead of the small red circle in the middle, "You never miss your target," I heard her mumbled under her breath, reaching for the arrow and yanking it out of the wooden board.

"It is nothing," I replied taking the arrow from her hand turning to walk away only to have her come after me.

"It is something"

"Have you talk to Ada?" I asked walking into the armory room putting my bow and quiver on the wooden table looking up to see her turn around fixing her gaze on the endless golden bows. Her fiery red hair swaying with her movements.

"I came to retrieve you, He is waiting for us," She responded turning to me, guarded emerald eyes looking at me intently in a accusing way.

"What is it?" I asked frowning at her.

Her brows furrowed in a slight frown, "He has put the dwarves in your charge, I'm not even allowed in the dungeons," She accused. I lifted a brow in question, a smirk spreading on my lips. Tauriel was one to take her role as the captain of the guard in a serious manner to have her prisoners taken out her charge was an insult to her, yet she has never fought for any prisoners to be put back in her charge.

"Does it bother you so much?" I asked calmly seeing the way her frown deepen more before she threw me a glare having me stop in mid movement, such expression of furry was recognizable from her early years as an elfing but I had never been on the receiving end, it had always been ada, never me. Is this all it took the presence of a hideous dwarf to turn her against me.

"They are my prisoners, Legolas, I'm captain of the guard," She proclaimed standing up straight, "They are my respon-"

"Yet they are now under my watch," I reminded her.

She took a deep breath, blinking a few times, "The human girl has ever had your attention since we've capture them, I am worry," She explained looking up at me, "Your aim has even-"

"Is that the only reason or could it be that you simply wish to see the dwarf?" I interjected narrowing my eyes, clasping my hands behind me and straightening my back to peer down at her. A mix of emotions breaking her mask of captain of the guard to dance across her features, emerald eyes gleaming up at me in surprise. She took a deep breath, turning away from me, unable to hold my gaze any longer.

"Come, our king is waiting," I stated before leaving the room.

XXX

"Even so Tauriel, Legolas is to watch over the dwarves," He order raising his voice just slightly, swift moving to stand on his feet from his throne and glide over towards her. Tauriel straighten her stance, gaze lowering to the ground, "Your fascination with the dwarves is evident," he stated in accusing way seeing how Tauriel shrunk back clenching her hands in small fists. Was it just fascination? Could it be...No, it has to be, surely she knows that Ada would never allow such a thing. Feelings play with one's mind, confusing the reason we hold forcing us to make decision based to what our hearts want. Maybe it is why she is acting like this, she is confused.

"Tauriel is right as captain of the guard they are her responsibility," I stated meeting his ice cold blue hues. Tauriel's eyes gazing up at me from under her long eyelashes.

"Legolas," He warned lowly.

Tauriel cleared her throat catching his attention and meeting his sharp gaze, "My lord, it does not feel right to have Legolas care for my prisoners"

He turned away from us taking a deep breath, "The world is a large place for someone as young as you, Tauriel," he cautioned before leaving the throne room. The silence and the warning of his words hanging over us. I relaxed my stance making my way to the throne reaching to brush my fingertips on the smooth wood.

"You did not have to-"

"If you had spoken first I would not have had to," I interjected harshly turning around sharply seeing her take a sharp breath and bow her head. Am I just realizing how much you have changed since you've became captain of the guard? This was not the Tauriel that I had grown up with. The strong, fierce and stubborn redhead elfing, what has happen to her? Where was the elleth who spoke her mind that was unafraid to say I was wrong.

"I can not go against the king-"

I let out a dry laugh, "You used to do it all the time when we were small, so stubborn you were," I recollected seeing her purse her lips, "Tell me what has changed, Tauriel, That you have pulled away from not only him, but me as well," I whispered lowering my gaze to the floor hearing soft footsteps and feeling warm hands cup my cheeks to raise my head. My gaze meeting her emerald hues that shone beneath the light of the torches, showing the many different shades they carried, "Do you now only see me as your prince and not as your brother?"

"Legolas," She whispered softly, sliding her left hand down my arm grabbing my hand and placing it over her heart, "You will always be my elder brother, you and father are my family," She assured softly moving her right thumb across my cheek, "It was never my attention to make you feel otherwise, forgive me brother"

I reached over caressing her left cheek and giving her a small smile, "Do not be late for the feast, he will not like it if you are," I stated leaning forward to press a kiss on her forehead. She looked up at me before bowing slightly making her way out of the throne room in a haste that made me worried. Surely she will see her confusion once she spends time with him, It 's just the curiosity of meeting others different from us?

~Aria~

She passed my cell casting me a quick glance before continuing down the walkway that I made my way to the iron door grabbing the bars tightly when she stopped in front of Kili's cell tilting her head to the side.

"You have not finished your food?" She commented leaning forwards slightly only to lean back when Kili came to the cell door looking up at her with his large brown hues.

"I'm not one to eat greens and I'm not sure when my next meal will be so I saved some," He replied a sly smile spreading on his lips. The loud snoring of the company putting me at ease knowing they wouldn't hear the exchange of words between Kili and the elleth. I stared at them seeing how she lowered herself to sit near the cell door a smile visible on her lips. The pique of interest she held for Kili's words showing clearly in her features. Kili eyes glossing over in awed and adornment, his shy smiles and endless flirting made my heartache in thinking of the reaction uncle would have if he were awake.

"Her curiosity knows no bounds," a voice came catching my attention seeing him stand there besides my cell peering down at the elleth. My grip on the iron bars tighten, my breathing coming in short. It was like my throat was closing and the ground was moving under my feet. He arched a brow at me moving to stand besides my door having me take a deep breath. He leaned against the wall, blue crystal eyes watching me intently.

"Neither does his," I replied slowly feeling my mouth dry, "and cos of it he's about the most reckless dwarf I know"

He shifted his body to face me, "You have know the dwarf for a long time?"

I quickly narrowed my eyes, pressing my lips together only to hear his stifle laugh seeing how his features relax. All the images I've had seen surfacing in mind reminding me of his gentleness and kindness he showed towards his people. When compared to his father, he was…

"Different... You are different," I uttered under my breath surprising myself in hearing the words out loud causing the corners of his lips tug into a smile.

"You are different," He repeated tilting his head side ways, his long blonde hair cascading over his shoulder, "I have to say your eye color is extraordinary as well"

"Don't ye have something better to do then to roam the dungeons," I accused.

"…I'm not particularly fond of giving orders, when I can do them myself"

My hand slowly reached up to rub the scars at my neck feeling the three long lines with my fingers before tracing up to the cut on the side, feeling the crusted dry blood.

"I had not meant to hurt you, you just suddenly moved…," He explained the softness of his voice sending shivers down my spine. The hazy feeling in mind cutting all my thoughts and reasoning short, everything was disorientating into a blur, "I hope the ointment helped"

"Do you always visit your prisoners?" I counter turning to look down below at the elleth who was still too busy speaking with Kili. I let out a sigh stretching my arms out the iron bars letting out soft moan in feeling my back relax and shifting my gaze to meet his noticing the dark green and gold tunic.

"Is that what royalty wear?" I asked seeing the tunic wasn't fancy or extravagant but simple and casual, comfortable.

"So tell me how did you get those scars?" He asked ignoring my question moving to sit on one of the stairs beside my cell door making sure to keep his voice lowered. I reach up my neck tracing the rough lines remembering the memories from long ago. How long has it been since I hadn't thought of the past, remembering the feeling I felt when air no longer filled my lungs properly or how that same day Kildin met his end by the hands of orcs simply because I was too weak.

"It doesn't matter tis in the past," I replied leaning my forehead on the cool iron bars looking over at him, "The elleth should stay away"

I saw him frown quickly looking at me in confusion.

"Tauriel?" He asked turning around to cast Kili and the elleth a quick glance, "Away from from the dwarf?"

"She's gotten fond of him," I slowly explained watching his frown deepen more, hearing him scoff and straighten his back with much arrogance that I slowly raised a brow at him.

"Tauriel and a dwarf," he asked sarcastically, "She is better off with a human than a dwarf-"

I pursed my lips narrowing my eyes at him, "If it happens-"

"Elf and dwarf do not go"

"Of course they don't," I agreed quietly.

"I would suggest her to look elsewhere, she is still young"

"If she had been older than you, what then?"

I watched him swiftly stand on his feet, confusement swirling in crystal blue hues until they became guarded and cold, "I do not see how any this is relevant," He questioned narrowing his eyes to a piercing gaze, "An elf and dwarf shouldn't mix, the sooner she realizes that the better" He said sternly, "Besides I do not believe any elf will lower themselves to such standards"

I scoffed loudly turning away from him, taking steps back, "Dwarves show more honor and pride than the elves do, what makes you think a dwarf will lower their standards for a simple elf?"

"A simple elf?" He questioned scrunching his brows together, "Such arrogance"

"Say's the son of rotten king, who no longer holds a heart!" I spat, "Twisted false words cover in nectar, tis no wonder why the king has no queen," I exclaimed seeing him square and flex his jaw, moving away from me to stand tall regnal just like his father. Even the air around him had changed. The kind carefree elf who had once spoken with me no longer stood before me. I had forgotten he was the prince of Mirkwood, a future king under the guidance and counsel of the current Elven King, Thranduil.

"I ask you to speak your words carefully you are yet still a prisoner of the King," He replied coldly. I took in a sharp breath my chest tightening for reasons I was unaware of leaving my throat burning and stinging.

"Aria!"

The shout startled me, looking to the side seeing Kili's worry eyes. My clammy hands slowly retreating back within the cell taking shaky steps and turning my back to the elf outside my door, fixing my features into an expressionless one. I'm not weak, I will not show him any weakness.

"Tauriel, man gonoded eraid deerithach? Tol"

I heard him call out hearing the soft footsteps the redhead elleth reaching my cell.

"Lle ier um ten' ho" I heard her soft whisper echo.

XXX The next day XXX

It all came in a rush the images of a rushing river, barrels, orcs and Kili's face contorted in pain leaving me gasping for air. My eyes flying wide open, a sheer sweat covering over me as I rolled over to my side pressing my left cheek to the cool stone. My hand still playing with the two silver beads in my hair, a vision of our escape.

"Lady Aria, are you alright?" The small voice interjected making my body stiff. My breath coming in short pants struggling gaze up to the cell door where the small hobbit stood there in worry, fear clearly swirling within his large hues.

"No," I gasped out the throbbing pain at my temples was slowly subsiding making me take deep breaths as I pushed myself to sit, "Is it time?" I breath out clearing my throat in hearing the hoarseness of it.

"I have the keys to the cells but I was going to make sure the elves were sleeping," He explained. I swiftly stood to my feet ignoring how the ground underneath me seemed to move, ordering Bilbo to unlock my door.

"Barrels are risky, There are Orcs waiting for us outside these walls," I said opening the iron door straining my hearing for any footsteps.

"Barrels? How did you-Wait where are you going!" Bilbo called out in panic.

I stopped mid step motioning for him to follow but to keep silent as I concentrated in the hallways remembering the turns that I mutter under my breath. The pathway I had remember from the thoughts of the elves helping me find the door I had been searching for.

The room was massive filled with rows of daggers, swords and golden bows with quivers filled of arrows. The armory room was plain with only weapons filling up the spacious room, "Lady Aria," Bilbo whispered.

"My weapons," I replied simply making my way towards the small wooden table quickly grabbing my twin blades and strapping them on my back, releasing a deep sigh and closing my eyes briefly relishing in the feeling of the weight once again, "Tis nice to have you back," I whispered smiling widely and reopening my eyes to grab my twin axes, adjusting them below my blades. My gaze flickering to the door, "Carry as many as you can," I went on, collecting a handful of weapons in arms to see Bilbo struggle with Dwalin's hammer.

"Where we going now?" He asked as we slowly made our way back to the dungeons still hearing the snoring of the company.

"Get them out quickly," I urged walking over to Thorin's cell seeing him wide awake, "Ye aren't sleeping?"

He quickly frowned, "How are you out?" He questioned with narrowed eyes.

"Bilbo," I offered smiling at the small hobbit in hearing the company hushed cheers before coming to Thorin's cell and unlocking it.

"Well done master Baggins," He praised smiling at the small hobbit. The company quickly huddled around their large hand reaching up to grab a weapon from my arms grumbling a thank you.

"Did you find a way out?" Dwalin demanded sending his piercing gaze at the hobbit.

"No I-"

"He has," I interjected earning doubtful gazes from the company.

"I thought you had said-"

"The barrels are the fastest way down the river, their too many Orcs waiting for us outside the walls," I explained.

"They are waiting for us?" Ori questioned his stubby hand reaching for his throat.

"Do not worry I have a plan," I reassured them, turning to Bilbo, " Pull the lever and wait in the cave, once you hear the horn let the water carry you"

"And what of you?" Fili asked frowning up at me, his blue eyes swirling with worry. I ruffled his hair hearing a whine in protest.

"I will make way for you at the gate-"

"I'll come with you!"Kili interjected coming besides, brown innocent eyes shining with determination.

I turned to Uncle seeing the deep scowl on his features, "Go there is no time to waste," I reasoned pushing Bilbo forwards making him lead the company away. Kili and Fili being pushed by Dwalin when they refused to follow. Ori telling to be careful as Dori ushered him in a haste. I let out a deep breath feeling the tightening of my chest, worry and fear settling, turning my stomach inside out.

"The common tongue, you have not spoken in it for decades," Thorin accused watching me intently making me shift my gaze to the ground parting my dry lips in an attempt to explain but no words came, "Tis only natural to speak a language you have in common with them since you are one of them," He grunted turning to leave down the stairway. His words piercing me like sharp knives, taking a shaky breath I moved up the stairway feeling the weight of my legs with each step that I took. My vision blurring before feeling the warm tears roll down my cheeks. How can I tell him of what I am? He'll cast me out the minute the words leave my lips. I'm already one of the things he resents in the world, If I tell him, he'll surely not just cast but kill me where I'll stand. I reached the archway popping my head outside take a deep breath of the cool fresh air feeling the playful breeze swirl around me. A mixture of dark blues and black cover the sky, dawn had yet still to break.

I slowly slid down the slope from the archway landing besides the rushing river. The sight of living trees with luscious green leaves widen my smile. The calming sound of the rushing water and chirping birds is what made the place breath taking. Even after how much of Mirkwood had become filled with darkness they had been able to keep their home untainted. The sense of freedom running through me had my legs running besides the river passing bushes and jumping over fallen trees branches, towards the water gate.

"Daro hi!"

I heard the shout came before an arrow whistled near my ear halting me in my tracks, spinning around in one swift movement, seeing a guards draw their bows, "Inform our prince," The brown hair elf order the other, making sure to keep his gaze on me.

"Égon," He whispered his eyes flickering towards me and Égon in worry making the other shift his gaze towards him giving me the chance to stepped forward taking a hold of his wrist and slamming my elbow hard against the back of his head, swiping my leg under his, forcing him to fall face first. The sudden loud blowing of the horn catching me off guard. I turn to the other elf seeing him stand there blowing the white horn taking another deep breath and blowing it once more.

"No stop!" I cried out launching at him knocking the horn out of his hand, reaching for my axe to hit the elf on his right temple with the hilt. His body dropping to the ground with a loud 'thump'. I quickly reach over yanking off the quiver full of arrows off of him and reaching over for his the quiver to my waist I turned to run in the direction of the water gate.

The vision of Kili in pain flashing in my mind fear threatening to drown me, knowing my dwarves were already on their way in the barrels.

"Daro! Daro hi!"

The guards yelled out upon seeing me holding out their hands and drawing their long silver first rays of the sun just breaking through the dark sky illuminating the realm of Mirkwood.

I notched an arrow aiming it at the at the guard that stood on the small bridge letting the string go to see the arrow embedding itself on the guard's right shoulder. The last two guards making their way towards me swords in hand but I quickly moved swiping my leg under their feet causing them to fall into the rushing river.

"Ari!"

The shout came from behind me making me turn around to see the company come bobbing down the river as step to run next to them.

"The water gate is still open!" I shouted running up the small stairs to where the elf guard laid seeing Fili and Kili grab a hold on the rock stopping them all from going down the waterfall, "Kili!Fili!" I urged hearing a horn blow in the distance. They know we've escaped.

When Orcs suddenly pour over the wall in numbers colliding with the few guards that burst out from the bushes.

"Ari jump, hurry!" I heard Kili call out his eyes flickering to the orcs,out stretching his hand towards me.

I crouched down, softly taking his large stubby hand off the rock it was holding, "Don't worry I will be besides you," I replied seeing his smile disappear my fingers slowly releasing his hand and seeing him disappear under the bridge. His loud screaming calling out my name. The rest of the company letting go of the rock passing under the bridge calling out to me to be safe. I looked at Fili seeing the confliction he was having of whether to go or stay.

"Ari behind you," He shouted. I reached over unsheathing my blade to behead an orc seeing the black blood drip down my blade.

"Filthy orcs," I hissed withdrawing my blade to stop another orc.

"Aria!" Fili shouted in fear drawing my attention towards him, "Come, we'll outrun them," He pleaded desperately reaching up towards me with his hand. I leaned forwards taking his hand in mine having him release his hold the rock to clasp his other hand over intertwine ones, "We'll be fine," He urged pulling me down with all the strength he had causing me to smile at him.

"Okay," I whispered when an black arrow embedded itself on my right shoulder forcing me to release Fili's hand, hearing his desperate cries as he went under the bridge. The pain was unbearable like no other I have felt. A searing burning sensation that it hurt to even move my arm. I looked up to see the white pale orc look at me with narrowed eyes before he yelled out orders turning his gaze to the rushing river and disappearing out of breathing coming in loud pants, gritting my teeth when I pushed my myself to sit and grabbing the end of the black arrow, yanking it out with much force that I let out a loud cry. I took deep breath gathering all the strength I had left to stand ignoring the pain shooting through my right arm seeing the many Orcs standing on the edge of the river bank waiting for the dwarves to pass through. I casted a quick glance behind behind me seeing more elves come pushing through the trees lines with their bows and arrows. Then he appeared with the red head elleth by his side, moving gracefully and effortlessly through the many fighting bodies of elves and orcs.

~Legolas~

"Tauriel!" I called out motioning for her to follow me moving to jump over the wall running after the dwarves, shooting my arrows at the Orcs that launched itself towards me. That's when i saw her a few aways in front, running at full speed effortlessly shooting the arrows to hit a perfect mark, but her stance it was different. The way she held the bow and pulled back the string to the bow and tilted it sideways. She didn't have to look where to aim the arrow, "Lead the others!" I order Tauriel boosting my speed until I ran besides her. She cast me quick glance narrowing her different color eyes, reaching for an arrow knotting it to turn it towards me and before I knew it I heard a loud grunt behind. I turned around in time to see an orc fall to the rushing river. The thrill of fighting pumping my heart to beat faster, unsheathing one of daggers in time to slice an orc's throat. My gaze glancing below searching for the bobbing barrels realizing they were no where in sight.

"We're a head," I heard her explained curtly drawing my attention to her seeing take an arrow in her hand and embedded it on the side of the orcs neck, thick black blood covering her hand. She was graceful yet ungraceful in her movements different from the race of man and elves almost animalistic, deadly in every way. She killed with no hesitation, but determination and focus.

I glanced behind me seeing Tauriel and some guards running alongside the dwarves and firing arrows to the orcs that launched themselves at the dwarfs. How did they come this far with this many orcs hunting after them? Was it her did she keep them safe all this time?

"Legolas!" I heard her call out urgently, catching a glimpse of a large orc from the corner of my eye ready to swing its sword, but I was pushed out of the way, hearing her give a loud cry. I turned to see the orc pull on her braid tugging her backwards that made me launched myself onto its back plunging my dagger in its shoulder having the orc loosen its hold and in a quick movement I saw her slipped the blade through her braid. I yanked my dagger out from its shoulder hearing the loud scream it gave as I jumped back on the ground before she kicked him into the river. I glanced up at her catching hold of a pair of violet eyes.

"Your eyes," I said reaching out a hand towards. She caught my wrist, her hold tightening and twisting my arm as she swiped her leg under mine slamming me into the ground pressing her blade to my neck, violet eyes glaring down at me with much anger and fury

"Aria?" I whispered softly reaching to clasp my hand over hers and the hilt causing her to blink several times. Her left eye slowly changing back to the darkest grey and blue.

"ARIA JUMP!"

The shout came as she blinked once more looking at me in confusion her different color eyes trailing down to the blade she held to my neck. I felt her stiffen taking a sharp breath, jumping back and looking down at her hand clutching the hilt of the blade tighter.

"ARIA!" they called out once more passing us from where we stood. I turned to see the blonde hair dwarf point to a small cliff. She turned to look at me different color eyes looking at me in confusion, tilting her head to the side making me notice that her hair was now just passing her shoulders.

"You should go," I reminded her pointing to the cliff seeing her turn to leave bolting into a run before lancing herself off the cliff and into the water. I heard the shouts of the orcs in the distance as I watched the dwarves make way towards her when she resurface quickly grabbing a hold of her before the blonde hair one took a hold of her. The rushing river pushing them further away, "You are more than different"


"Tauriel, man gonoded eraid deerithach? Tol" -how much longer are you going to stay here? Come

"Lle ier um ten' ho" -you are bad for him

"Daro hi" -halt/stop now

"Daro" -halt/stop

Okay I know it isnt my best chapter, but I really did try really hard, I did I rewrote this ch like twenty times i'm not kidding it got me so frustrated that I felt like I was doing my ten page paper, I almost cried and felt like giving up (T.T) so please be kind on the reviews, I'm fragile right now!

oh and its off the hiatus