I am really sorry it has been so long, I have been very busy with school work (exams soon) and other things.

Thankyou for staying with this story, hopefully I will be able to consistently write the rest of it.


Under the Stars

Chapter 7


The sound of branches and twigs snapping came from the forest. Legolas and Thranduil stood their ground, side by side. Tauriel, Delarain and Avaira ran from the trees and took their positions.


Thranduil realised that after all that had happened, everyone was still willing to protect another. He had no time to dwell on this thought.

The Orcs emerged from the undergrowth, dragging heavy clubs and axes. These were not orcs like they had faced in The War of The Ring but Orcs with no real aims or leader. Their dark thick skin was covered with shredded cloth and remnants of what could have been the armour of men or other unfortunate beings that fell at the hands of the vile creatures.

The first swung its axe through the air, Avaira nimbly moved aside. The heavy metal weapon created sparks as it crashed down on the stone path, the other Orcs followed and charged for the elves.

Delarain struck down many Orcs with ease, moving fast and light on his feet. In all the danger he found he was excited to finally be using all the fighting skills he was taught, his first battle!

Thranduil wielded his sword with years of experience, the thrill of battle was good to feel again, he jumped and ducked behind his next opponent quickly despatching it with a blow to the back. Suddenly he felt a pain - like a fiery torch pressed to his skin. He turned and saw the blade leaving his arm, it had struck below his shoulder guard, a deep line of red was rising through the cut, seeping into his tunic.


Legolas ran to a tall shrub and fired arrows with expert accuracy: hitting their targets as they lumbered around and charged with pace. As he reached for another arrow he suddenly found himself in the path of an Orc. To his horror he found that his tunic was caught on the thorns behind him and he could not reach his arrows.


Thranduil took in a sharp breath and ignored the pain, thanking that it was not his sword arm. He quickly killed four more Orcs.

The bleeding wasn't stopping and now the whole sleeve was wet and soaked with blood.


Legolas looked at the Orc: his club was raised high above his head as he ran heavily towards him. Trying to turn around Legolas found that he could not stretch to untangle himself from the gripping thorns. His knives were also alongside his arrows.


Avaira and Delarain took down a huge beast, his jagged knife falling with a crash followed by the thump of his body on the hard stone.

"Your training has served you well, Delarain." Avaira shouted as he felled another enemy. The younger elf gave a nod of acknowledgement as he too brought another to his knees.


It was getting closer, Legolas could feel the ground shaking below him now. The Orc was only a few paces away. As the beast raised its club Legolas shut his eyes and waited for the end.

It didn't come

Daring to look up he saw the Orc as though frozen in time, a twisted expression was painted on his face and he did not move. An arrow stuck from his chest.

The attacker fell back, his club hitting the ground. Letting out a sigh of relief Legolas turned to see Tauriel, holding her bow. She ran down and untangled the thorns from his clothes.

"Are you alright?" She asked as she helped him up.

"Yes, thankyou." Legolas replied taking her hand and pulling her closer.

"I really don't think we have time for this! " Tauriel said, throwing a knife into the heart of another enemy.

"Sorry" Legolas replied as he moved away back into the battle.


Soon all the Orcs were gone. The elves sat on the ground in silence for a few minutes. It was broken by the sound of horse's hooves on the stone. All four horses trotted out from the forest.

"I thought they'd taken you all!" Legolas wrapped his arms around Eladra. She whinnied in a defiant manner as if to say 'of course not, they could never catch us!'

"Father, you are hurt." Legolas took Thranduil's arm and inspected the wound.

"How bad is it?" The King asked, unsure.

"It will be fine, do not worry." He smiled at his father and found himself trapped in a hug.

"I'm sorry, Leaf."


again, I cannot say how sorry I am that it has taken me so long to write the next part. Thankyou so much to all of you who have waited and stayed with this story

Gold .:*