A.N. – Yes I'm back. I had to get through the first week of school like all the other first weeks of school I've been through, yet I digress. I now officially know that yes I am LOSING MAJORITY MY READERS ON THE FIRST CHAPTER! SO THOSE OF YOU WHO STUCK WITH ME I THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY PATHETIC LIL' HEART IN A NON-CREEPY WAY! :P
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Firavin found her way to the armory and soon found Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli, watching with them as old men, young men and boys were given weapons to wield. Aragorn examined one of the swords, Firavin then saw several boys clustered together and watched as they all went with their swords and grabbed shields from off the wall. "Farmers, ferriers, stable boys, these are no soldiers." Aragorn said as he looked at Firavin who stood leaning against a wall in front of him. "Most have seen too many winters," Gimli added and looked at both Firavin and Aragorn from where he stood, "Or too few," Legolas said. He looked at Aragorn and spoke, "Look at them they're frightened, you can see it in their eyes." Much of the murmuring in the room stopped and many eyes turned to the elf.
Legolas turned to walk away but decided not and turned to face Aragorn and spoke in the language of the elves but Firavin could tell what he was saying.
"Boe a hyn, neled herain dan caer menig?" And they should be, three hundred against ten thousand?
Aragorn looked at Legolas and shrugged his shoulders back and replied, "Si beriathar hyn ammaeg na ned Edoras." They have more hope of defending themselves than at Edoras.
Legolas argued Aragorn's point and shot back with a cold voice laced with despair, "Aragorn, nedin dagor hen ú-'erir ortheri. Natha daged dhaer." They cannot win this fight. They are all going to die.
"Legolas!" Firavin shouted at the same time as Aragorn retorted to Legolas's statement, "Then I shall die as one of them!" The two dear friends looked at each other, Aragorn's eyes filled with determination and Legolas's with despair. And then Aragorn briskly walked out of the armory, Legolas moved to follow and apologize but Gimli stopped the elf, "Let him go lad, let him be." Legolas looked at Firavin, seeking her years of guidance in his despair, but now he knew that he should not have despaired or let that dark cloud of doubt take his mind. "Bothe of you should prepare I must do the same." Legolas walked away but before Gimli could do the same she stopped him, "Gimli would you do me the honor of sharpening my blade," She asked him softly as she brought the sword from out of the folds of her cloak and handed it to him. The dwarf took the broadsword with its long hilt out of it scabbard and his face was that of pure shock, he had see her wield it before but never got this close to examine the craftsmanship of the weapon itself. "A Mithril sword and of dwarfish make too, lass how in the world, its beautiful weapon indeed but I'm seeing a slight mix in the make. It's not just dwarfish isn't?" She smiled at his excitement and nodded, "It is of elvish and dwarfish make. Magnificent is it not?" Gimli chuckled, "Indeed lass it is." Though he had his prejudices against elves he could not deny the beauty of the work on the blade. And with that they both parted from each other.
Firavin was soon dressed for battle and walked out of the hall of the fortress, she was dressed in black pants, a long grey tunic with slits at the bottom for easy movement, brown boots and arm braces, a black cloak on her shoulders and the armor she wore was Rohirric red and gold, the armor she only wore armor on her hips shoulders and across her chest. Upon her head she wore a gold circlet and her hair was braided and wrapped at the back of her head.
As she walked down the stairs she saw Aragorn and she stopped to watch him, he looked over to where a group of boys were standing around a fire in a metal pedestal. He called to one of the boys asking him gently to give him the sword in his hands. The boy with the medium length blonde hair came over to him and gave the weapon to Aragorn. "What is your name?" he asked the boy. "Haleth son of Hama my lord." He replied his voice was as young as he appeared, "The men are saying we will not live out the night." Haleth added. Aragorn looked at the boy, "They say that it is hopeless." Haleth said quietly with a despairing voice. Aragron stood and bounced the hilt of the sword in his hand and turning it as he did, then he held it out and looked at it to see if there were any nicks in the edges and then he did a swing that went almost full circle and held the sword upright before swinging it a couple more times and held it upright again firmly in his hand. "This is a good sword," He said and gave the weapon back to the boy, "Haleth son of Hama." He said to the boy and grasped his shoulder, "There is always hope." The boy smiled slightly up at Aragorn and then looked at the blade, feeling more confident that it had the approval of someone wiser than his own few years. Firavin stood only a few feet from where Aragorn had been sitting. "Aragorn," she called to him to him he turned and looked at her, "you must go and prepare." Aragorn nodded and then looked back at Haleth and patted his shoulder before he left for the now empty armory. She walked up to the boy and smiled, "Don't despair child, the future is before us and the present is now. So let us worry about the present." She chuckled and Haleth smiled a bit more. She turned and left the boy and began to walk down the stairs again and headed for the wall but was caught by Legolas before she made it halfway. "My lady, do you know where Aragorn is?" She smiled at the elf, "He's in the armory I will go with you." She said and they both made their way to the armory.
When they got there Aragorn was putting on his sword belt but still needed to place his sword on it, Legolas went over silently and held the sword out to him. Aragorn took it with a smile and a nod, "We have trusted you this far you have not led us astray, forgive me I was wrong to despair." He said to Aragorn who saluted him in the fashion of the elves, "There is nothing to forgive Legolas." Firavin smiled at the two, like brothers they were, and then Gimli walked in with a long chainmail tunic that he was trying to buckle it as he muttered, "If we had time I'd get this adjusted." And then he left it fall down to the floor and looked up at the smirking elf and man, "It's a little tight across the chest." All of the simply smirked and nodded but then there was a sound in the distance, a horn was being sounded but it was not Rohirric, "That is no Orc horn," Legolas said and rushed up the stairs with Aragorn behind him, Firavin followed as well but Gimli was far behind because he first had to put the chainmail tunic back. Firavin heard cries sounding for the gate to be opened. The four of them soon came to stand by at the top of the steps and made their way to where Théoden was speaking with Haldir, the Marchwarden of Lothlorien, his red cape signifying his rank, "We come to honor that allegiance." He said and smiled at the sight of Aragorn, Legolas, Firavin and Gimli; though he was a dwarf a familiar face did not go without a smile of greeting.
"Mae govannen Haldir." Aragorn greeted with a smile and then hugged the elf, "You are most welcome," he said as he pulled away from Haldir. The Elven soldiers then turned and stood at attention when Legolas greeted Haldir, he was an Elven prince after all. Firavin saluted Haldir in the way of her kingdom and he saluted in the way of his and then she hugged him as well, "Haldir," she began with a smile, "An lema?" she asked with a chuckle, he chuckled as well. "Indeed it was my lady, nae saian luume'." He said, "Yes indeed." She smiled. Haldir then turned back to Théoden, "We are proud to fight along side men once more." Théoden smiled slightly, "And for that we are most grateful."
He said, with a smile Firavin ran to the top of the steps and loudly shouted,
"This shall be a battle that will ere be forgotten! Of Rohan!" The Rohirric men shouted loudly at this, "Of the Elven peoples of Rivendell and Lorien!" The elves the shouted, and at this point Gimli ran up to her and handed her sword in its sheath to her; she took it in her left hand and continued to shout, "This is our act of defiance! Against the oppression of evil on our world, we will show Saruman and his Uruk-Hai what the world of men and elves and all free people can do in unity though our number is few compared to our enemy but yet we stand! To defy the odds, Rohan will not fall this night but stand!" her right hand unsheathed her sword and held it high and all were shouting and pounded their spears, knocked together their shields and all was loud. It was all spoken so loudly the speech and the shouts that even the women, children and crippled and sick, could hear it just barely underground in the caves. It gave them hope, it gave the men hope, it gave the king hope. Théoden spoke with Haldir and Aragorn and when he was down he went to the top of the stairs where Firavin stood and stood next to her and shouted, "Stations!" and all went to their places on the wall.
They were all in their places, the elves on the Deeping Wall, and the Rohirric men on the Hornburg. They could hear the pounding footsteps of their enemy and saw the light of their torches as they came ominously towards the fortress, and their howls were heard well make their approach known. Firavin stood next to Legolas and Gimli; she could hear the dwarf trying his best to look over the wall. "You could have picked a better spot." At this Legolas smirked. Not long after that moment, Aragorn walked to where they stood, he looked curiously at Firavin whose face was contorted with anger and there was a vengeance in her gaze as she stared fire and ice at the on coming Uruk-Hai. "Well lad, whatever luck you live by let's hope it lasts the night." There was then a peal of thunder with lightning after Gimli had spoken that lit the night for a moment. "Your friends are with you Aragorn." Legolas said, "Let's hope they last the night." Gimli then added. Aragorn then left them and by no work of Firavin's own but that of nature itself it began to rain and you could hear it fall as it hit both earth and armor. Firavin was too drowned in her own thought to do anything about the rain and she had that when nature did something you should not often try to thwart it. Aragorn was off in the distance on the wall giving a speech in the language of the Elves. The only part of his speech she truly caught was, show no mercy for you shall receive none. Mercy was not one of her intents.
The Enemy was closer now; their leader stopped them with a loud cry. "What's happening out there?" Gimli asked as he tried to see, "Shall I describe it to you, or would you like me to find you a box," Legolas said as he looked down at the dwarf. Gimli laughed. The Uruk-Hai soon began to pound their spears on the ground, Firavin hands began to twitch at her sides and lighting was soon snaked around her hands and each of her fingers. She saw an arrow hit one of the Uruks in the front, right in the neck, and watched as it fell. 'Good shot,' she thought, Aragorn told the elves to hold. The Uruks soon began to roar and grunt, snort and pound their armor, then with a cry from their leader, who stood upon a large rock, they charged and surged forward like a wave. As they charged Firavin got up on the wall and then jumped, swiftly creating a cloud under her feet and began to kill off the Uruks farther from the front. And the archers soon set to work disposing the front lines of Uruks. Many had crossbows and there were also many carrying ladders as well. Bolts of lightning she sent down, volley after volley and yet the enemy still was surging forward on the fortress, she began to recite a spell that would most likely take a good portion of her stamina to do, "Loomi en gurth," she said and pointed down in the midst of the enemy, and cloud soon began to form many who breathed when stuck in it perished but it was only good for so long and only killed at least 65 Uruks maybe more. In the distances she could hear Gimli, "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty-one!" Soon the Uruks were trying to come up the causeway with their shields up in front and above them but the side was unguarded making the tactic foolish. Soon there was a great commotion by the drain in the wall, something was not right. Aragorn was shouting to Legolas to kill an Uruk that was carrying a torch, she sped toward the keep and shouted a protection spell around the warriors on the wall. "Tinechor!" and then the explosion. Rocks flew everywhere but the warriors were safe, unfortunately for Firavin a large piece of rubble that flew through the air hit her legs through the cloud and knocked her out of the air as well as a very small piece hit her head, and she landed in the water that collected in the trench there. As she pulled herself out of the water she heard Théoden yell for his men to brace the gate, then there was the pounding she heard of the ram against the gate and the pounding footsteps of Uruk-Hai. Firavin stood up and walked back as best she could, her feet would be only very bruised but it was nothing she couldn't handle. She soon found Aragorn and stood next to him and drew her sword, Uruks were now coming toward them quickly, "Aragorn!" Gimli cried and ran, jumping off the wall to his aid. "Gimli!" Aragorn called when the dwarf hit the water. But they were soon reassured that the dwarf could hold his own at first but then Aragorn commanded the archers to fire. Firavin felt the arrows pass her head.
"Aragorn, I would like to let you know that should you die I will say something nice at your funeral." She said with a smirk and glanced at him, he chuckled a bit, "I thank you for being so kind."
Then with that he commanded the charge, both with loud cries of their own, Aragorn and Firavin surged forward and began to hack at their enemy. Aragorn got to Gimli and pulled him out of the water, looking around to make no one on their side was in the water, Firavin knelt at the far edge and gathered lightning in her hands and stuck them in the water. Immediately the Uruks standing and walking into the water began to quake and fall dead. Firavin laughed but then abruptly stopped when another Uruk tossed a spear and it embedded itself in her right shoulder and she fell back, luckily enough only half of the spearhead went through and she was able to quickly pull it out and then brandished her sword.
She looked up on the wall and Haldir battling alone so with a large bound she was up on the wall and by his side, "Care for some company Haldir?" she asked laughingly over the tumult of the battle, "Very much so my lady." He said exhaustedly but still smiled. And soon together they hacked away at Uruk after Uruk, soon Théoden's voice carried over the tumult to Aragorn, "Aragorn fall back to the keep! Get your men out of there!" Aragorn commanded the soldiers to the keep called up to Haldir and Firavin for them to do the same. Haldir ordered the elves on the wall to pull back as well.
They fought their way down off the wall, Haldir got nicked in the side by an Uruk but it was a simple flesh wound and nothing to worry much about. But instead Firavin decided to take a detour and pulled Haldir with her, "Do you have a death wish!?" he cried as she made him grab onto the one of the Uruk ladders. "In a way yes, but my dear Haldir you should learn to never ask me that question!" she told him with a goofy grin on her face as the ladder fell forwards and into the fray to the keep, fighting more as they went and they ended up right behind Aragorn as the climbed the stairs carved into the rock.
They soon came to the gate of the Hornburg, "Hold them!" Théoden shouted, "How long do you need!?" Aragorn asked, "As long as you can give me." Théoden replied. The Aragorn dragged Gimli with him out a side door.
Haldir left Firavin side and went to stand up on the wall with Legolas. "Théoden I can make a shield for the whole in the gate and it will give us more time." She said to him, "You can?" "Yes I can Théoden." "Then do it Firavin." And with that she left his side and drew closer to the gate, she held her hands up and pointed them at it, "Tinechor!" she shouted and with that the arrows and spears could no longer get through, "How long can you hold it?" Théoden asked as he came to stand next to her, "As long as it takes." She replied. But little did they all know that the Uruks still had bigger ladders and several huge ballistae that shot grappling hooks. They were able to finish securing the gate, "Gimli, Aragorn get out of there!" Théoden called to the trough and space in the boards they were going to patch. Legolas threw them a rope, Aragorn grabbed the rope and Gimli and they were pulled to safety. But everything was not safe yet and they kept this in mind. 'When will this end!' Firavin thought as she took up a spear and threw it down in the midst of the Uruks and then standing up on the wall she shot lightning down into their ranks. There with this sudden rage that filled her but then there was sharp pain for a spilt second on her and then the world went black. Aragorn and Haldir were close to Firavin when she was struck down by a mere rock to the head and there was blood coming from the wound. Théoden shouted for every on to fall back and Haldir picked up the unconscious Firavin and all headed into the hall.
When she awoke next her vision was slightly off but other than that, though her head felt wet and sticky things were fine, she still had all her limbs. "What did I miss?" she asked as she shakily got up from the floor. Men were barring the door of the hall, 'We're in the hall?' she thought to herself, "The Fortress is taken, it is over." Théoden said in despair. Firavin was still trying to figure out her dizziness in the corner as Aragorn walked back toward Théoden from the door. "You said this fortress would never fall while your men defend!" He shouted as he and Legolas grabbed a bench for the door, "They still defend it, they have died defending! Is there no way for the women and children to get out of the caves?" he asked and when he received no answer he asked again, "There is one passage it leads into the mountains but they will not get far the Uruk-Hai are too many," Gamling said as Théoden stared at the floor. "Send word for the women and children to make for the mountain pass and barricade the entrance!" Aragorn sent Gamling on his way, "So much death, what can men do against such reckless hate?" Théoden asked Aragorn.
Gimli walked over to where Firavin was, "It's nice to see you up lass, think you're well enough to keep fighting?" he asked her, at this point she regain her balance but had this nagging blurry feeling at that back of her mind, "Worried I'll out do you and the elf Gimli?" but he wasn't paying attention to her, "The sun is rising," he said softly, in their heads Gandalf's message echoed, 'Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn look to the East.'
"Yes," Théoden began, "The Horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the deep one last time." Gimli cheered and went up the tower to where the horn was. Firavin gave a final shake of her head to clear it as best she could. Horses were brought and she sat atop the large black stallion she had ridden out of Edoras on. "Fell deeds awake, now for wrath, now for ruin and the red dawn. Forth Eorlingas!"
And thus the charge on horseback was sounded and the Horn of Helm Hammerhand blown. Firavin slashed down every Uruk in reach as they left the Hornburg and rode down the causeway and trampled Uruks as they went. The horse Firavin was riding somehow sensed the on coming storm that was residing in Firavin and she was promptly bucked off and hit the ground hard. She was now on the ground and surrounded by Uruks and she was weak and this brought memories of a younger frightened less scarred version of herself, thus the last thread of sanity was broken.
Insanity now captained the ship Survival in the storm of Firavin's mind. The mad woman slaughtered every Uruk in her path as visciously as she could, when Gandalf finally arrived with the Rohirrim she stopped to look but then an Uruk came at her, without another thought she plunged her sword into it's gut and upwards, twisting it as she went and she put her lightning hand to his throat and sent the shock through his body and she pulled out her sword and continued on. The sound of thousands of hooves descending the hill sounded and charged upon the Uruks. The Urks soon retreated though the forest stood in their way it did not stop them, Firavin took care of the last many stragglers on the battle field. "Stay out of the forest! Keep away from the trees!" And soon they all saw a great commotion as the trees sought their own vengeance and the army roared with victory.
Théoden, Gandalf, Aragorn, Eomer and Legolas were the first to begin to ride back to the keep but stopped as they saw Firavin take down the final straggler and then when the Uruk fell she sheathed her sword and simply stood there looking around at the many corpses of Uruk-Hai, they dismounted but stayed several yards from her because they could sense something was amiss. Her eyes were too wide and her hands were shaking just a little too much. "Dead." Firavin said as she looked at the bodies around her, then she began to laugh in a way only someone truly of mental instability could possess. "Dead!" she shouted and threw her hands up in the air and spun around, her hands were gaining lightning then she abruptly stopped and placing her left foot forward and leaned forward as she shocked the bodies of several Uruks in front and gave another shout, "Dead!" then she turned to a different direction and did it again, "Dead!" she shout just a little bit louder and then turned and did the same thing again in the direction of where her observers stood, "Dead!" She began to laugh again and danced about closer to the keep as she went she shot the bodies of their fallen enemy crying dead every time she did so. Not mounting their horses again they followed her from a distance until she finally stopped.
The shouts gone, laughing gone, dancing gone. Eerie silence hung and they noticed that the body she now saw was that of an unlucky elf who had gone unprotected from the blasting of the wall, his body trampled, his cloak singed. "When." She said as she came to a realization. It was loud enough for them to hear, and she suddenly fell to her knees crying, "When!" she cried out loudly and it echoed. She soon turned and quickly got up and began to storm towards them, specifically Gandalf, "When Gandalf! When!?" she pointed to herself as she kept coming toward the wizard sobbing, her fingers hitting the armor she wore with a metallic sound. "WHEN!? When can I have my final peace Gandalf?! When!?" Then she suddenly became enraged and launched herself at the old man who simply held the tip of his staff to her forehead and in a flash of bright light Firavin was struck unconscious and fell face down but was caught by both Théoden and his nephew, but then Eomer lifted the woman into his arms instead of letting his exhausted uncle bear anymore burdens.
"She will sleep till we reach Edoras once more but as a precaution I would bind her hands in irons and put a sack cloth over her head." Gandalf said, "Treat her no more like a prisoner, she was of great aid in this battle Gandalf." Théoden said stepping forward and pointed to the unconscious woman. "Gandalf, will she be alright?" Aragorn asked, "Time will only be able to tell Aragorn. But come let us return to the keep at midday we will ride to Isengard and confront Saruman." And with that they mounted their horses once more and rode into the keep.
A.N. – (MUST READ) END CREDITS: End of the second movie! Woohoo! DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Lord of the Rings nor any rights blah blah etc. there fore I also do not own any part of Two Towers movie nor any of the actors or actresses who portrayed the characters created by J.R.R. Tolkien. But anyway, so tell me what you think of this chapter because I would love to hear from you and tell me your favorite parts of the story so far! For all the girls who love Haldir, yes, I did not kill him because I've heard from lots of people who read the book, which I will get to, say that the elves don't go to Helm's Deep and therefore Haldir doesn't die but they still win, good over evil, happy ending and smiley face!
TRANSLATION TABLE:
Mae govannen – Well met
An lema? – Long journey?
Nae saian luume' – It has been too long
Loomi en gurth – Cloud kill
Tinechor - Shield