I may or may not have cried a little when writing this. Just a tad :( I really did not like this part at all. Please give me reviews, lovelies. It would make me happier *sniffle* WAAAAHHHH! Also, I'm not so good with battle scenes so forgive me

~:Elven Kat:~

"Tangado halad!" (Prepare to fire!)

The Elves notched arrows to their bows in unison as the order echoed through the line. Calemireth pulled the arrow back as far as it would allow. She set her sights on a particularly nasty looking Uruk as it charged towards them

"Faeg i-varv dîn na lanc a nu ranc," Legolas said aloud, pulling his own bowstring back. (Their armour is weak at the neck and beneath the arm.)

"Hado i philinn!" (Release Arrows!)

Calemireth let her arrow fly, watching it hit an Uruk at the neck.

"Did they hit anything?" Gimli yelled.

Theoden gave the order to fire to his own men who released their arrows. They were not as well-trained as the Elves, their arrows not flying as true but most hit their mark.

"Send them to me!" Calemireth heard Gimli yell.

Aragon gave the order to fire at will as arrows from behind them flew over their heads into the Uruk ranks. From the corner of her eye, Calemireth saw objects being placed along the wall.

"Pendraid!" (Ladders!)

"Good!" Gimli roared, hoisting his axe.

When the cry to draw swords was heard, Calemireth fired a few more arrows before unsheathing the blade that hung from her belt. The Uruks began to climb over the wall, descending upon them like a wave. Legolas and Haldir were at her sides in an instant, protecting her from foes that appeared behind her.

"Legolas! Two already!" Gimli shouted.

"I'm on seventeen!" Legolas shouted back to him.

"I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!" Gimli yelled.

Pausing from her dismemberment of Uruks, Calemireth turned to Legolas, raising her eyebrow.

"You're keeping count?" she asked as he fired two more arrows.

He nodded with a smile before turning to Gimli again.

"Nineteen!"

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"Togo hon dad, Legolas!" Aragorn yelled. (Bring him down, Legolas!)

Calemireth turned to see where the Ranger was pointing. An Uruk-Hai was charging through the ranks carrying a blazing torch.

"Dago hon! Dago hon!" (Kill him! Kill him!)

Legolas fired an arrow at him but the Uruk kept running, throwing himself at the storm drain at the base of the wall. What happened next felt like it happened in slow motion. The wall beneath Calemireth erupted, flinging her to the ground as pieces of rock rained down on her.

"Calemireth!"

Faintly, she could hear Legolas agonizingly scream her name. Through the dust, she could see the still form of Aragorn lying near her. Beyond them, the Uruks began to crawl through the breached wall. With a roar, Gimli jumped into their midst, allowing Aragorn and Calemireth time to get up. Legolas ran to her, pulling her away from the Uruk-Hai. She could hear the whistling of arrows and the thuds as they hit their targets. Searching for Haldir, she saw him on the wall unhurt.

"Herio!" Aragorn yelled. (Charge!)

Followed by Elves, Aragorn charged at the Uruks, rescuing Gimli from what would have been his death. Calemireth struggled against Legolas' arms.

"Come, meleth nîn. There are too many!" Legolas told her as she fought to rejoin Gimli.

"Aragorn! Fall back to the Keep! Get your men out of there!" Theoden called to them from above.

Aragorn nodded to the King and ordered the Elves to fall back, telling Haldir to do the same.

"Na barad! Na barad! Haldir! Na barad!" (To the Keep!)

"Na barad!" Haldir called to the remaining Elves on the wall.

The Marchwarden motioned for his warriors to retreat. He wanted nothing more than to rejoin Calemireth. They had been separated when the wall had exploded and he could not protect her now. He saw her being pulled away by Legolas as the Uruk-Hai came through the breached wall. Their eyes met and he smiled at her. To her horror, Calemireth watched as an Uruk appeared seemingly out of nowhere and sliced open Haldir's arm. The Marchwarden managed to run him through before looking down at his arm in shock. Calemireth's cries of warning were drowned out by roars of the Uruk-Hai and she could only watch as another Uruk brought his blade down on Haldir's back. The Marchwarden fell to his knees, stunned by the blow.

"HALDIR!"

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Calemireth sat towards the back of the hall, tears silently falling down her dirty, bloodied cheeks. Men were running around her, finding anything they could use to brace the door.

"The fortress is taken. It is over," Theoden said in defeat.

"You said this fortress would never fall while your men defend it. They still defend it. They have died defending it!" Aragorn shouted at him before turning to Gamling.

"Is there no other way for the women and children to get out of the caves?"

Gamling looked to Theoden without saying a word.

"Is there no other way?" he asked again when he got no answer.

"There is one passage. It leads into the mountains. But they will not get far the Uruk-Hai are too many," Gamling said.

"Tell the women and children to make for the mountain pass. And barricade the entrance!" Aragorn demanded.

"So much death. What can Men do against such reckless hate?"

Theoden's question halted both Gamling and Aragorn.

"Ride out with me," Aragorn said quietly.

Calemireth stood from her place as he spoke, determined not to let Haldir's death be in vain.

"Ride out and meet them," Aragorn said again, more loudly.

"For death and glory," Theoden agreed.

"For Rohan. For your people," Aragorn added.

"The sun is rising," Gimli announced softly.

Calemireth turned to see the first rays of daylight shine through the window.

"Yes. The horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the Deep on last time," Theoden stated.

"Yes!" Gimli shouted with excitement as he ran off.

Legolas pulled Calemireth up behind him onto Arod. With one hand around his waist, she twirled her blade before grasping it tightly in her hand.

"Fell deeds, awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red dawn!" Theoden yelled.

"Forth Eorlingas!"

With the sound of the horn, the riders spurred their horses forward as the door broke under the Uruk's battering ram. They slashed their way down to the main gate and onto the causeway, killing Uruks left and right. Calemireth felt a slight sting on her arm as she drove her sword into the throat of an Uruk. Legolas felt her tense up and turned his head to see the gash on her arm, blood seeping into the fabric of her tunic. The sound of a horse's neigh caused them all, Uruk-Hai included, to pause and look up at the mountain next to them.

"Gandalf," Calemireth said happily.

Beside the wizard, another man appeared. Calemireth recognized him as Eomer.

"Rohirrim!" she heard him yell.

Behind them, a massive army appeared on horseback. With one last yell from Eomer, they galloped down the hill just as the sun broke over the mountain, blinding the Uruk-Hai who had formed ranks. The Rohirrim crashed into the lines, using the sun to their advantage.

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Calemireth sat with Gimli on the body of an Uruk as soldiers carried other bodies to be burned. The Dwarf, smoking his pipe, watched as Legolas approached them.

"Final count...forty two," Legolas said, smiling.

"Forty two? Not bad for an pointy-eared Elvish Princeling," Gimli responded in mock admiration.

"I myself am sitting pretty on forty three."

The smile on Legolas' face dropped. He quickly strung an arrow to his bow and fired, the arrow hitting the Uruk right in between Gimli's legs. Calemireth chuckled weakly as her Dwarven brother looked up at Legolas in confusion.

"Forty three," Legolas stated proudly.

"He was already dead," Gimli grunted.

"He was twitching," Legolas pointed out.

"He was twitching cause he's got my axe embedded in his nervous system!" Gimli bellowed, shaking his axe to prove his point.

Calemireth stood and went to find Haldir's body. She found it as it was being prepared to be taken back to Lórien.

"Please, give me a moment," she said to the two Elves that were tending to it.

They bowed their heads and left. Haldir's eyes were open, staring up at her, unseeing and lifeless. She fell to her knees at his side and grasped his cold hand, holding it close to her heart. Only several hours ago was this hand holding her. Only several hours ago was she wrapped in his arms. Her tears began streaming down her face as she ran her other hand over his eyes, closing them. She brought her lips to his, kissing him goodbye.

"Losto vê, meleth nîn," she whispered to him before kissing his cold lips again.

It was Legolas who found her, hunched over the Marchwarden's body, resting her tear-stained face on his armored chest. She was asleep, exhausted from grief and battle. Legolas gathered her in his arms, carefully avoiding the wound on her upper arm. She stirred slightly in her sleep but did not wake up. Legolas looked down at Haldir, guilt flooding through him. Their last conversation had not been a good one and had ended in a fight.

"Losto vê, Haldir o Lórien," he whispered. "Losto vê, ion nîn." (Sleep well, my brother)

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Poor, poor Haldir. I am so so soooooo sorry if I made anyone upset. But the story must go on. RIP Haldir. Losto vê