"You get that door open! We need all the help we can get!! Make haste!!" Aragorn sent one man towards the door.
"Prepare yourself!" Aragorn looked at the remaining solider at his side.
He was youthful, eyes oblivious to battle, his long black hair sloppily hanging from his helmet.
Aragorn recognized him instantly, Heltith son of Jhonik, Aragorn's good friend. "Stay here! And watch your back!" He knew that he could not bring himself to order Heltith or any solider to certain death.
Aragorn whispered a lonely prayer under his breath as he cautiously approached Leali, who had been waiting with her sword drawn and her eyes sparkling with delight.
He stopped and waited a few steps away from his opponent, lost in each other's eyes. Suddenly a flash of pain surged through his body and instinctively his hand flew to the bloody gash that slide across his bicep.
Aragorn groaned with pain, looking up through his hazed eyes he could see her, walking slowly towards him, gripping her sword tightly in her hand.
Aragorn hopelessly stood gazing blankly to his own death. A shrill cry was but only to bring him back into focus.
Heltith had run from his post and from behind, stabbed the dark elf through her side. Her black blood coated the hard floor, as she knelt his sword still extruding from her throbbing body.
Aragorn stared from Leali to Heltith, who was standing his hands shaking, behind the elf's body.
Heltith looked up and met his eyes with Aragorn's, whose face had suddenly turned from a weak smile to horror.
Heltith looked down just in time to see Leali's sword come crashing down slicing through his abdomen and imbedding itself in his chest. He let out a whimper before falling dead onto the blood-covered floor.
"Noooo!" Aragorn's mind filled with hate and anger and he got up, forgetting the pain, and grasped his sword.
"You..." he pointed his sword to Leali "Shall die where you stand!" With that he lunged at the elf swinging his sword forth meeting hers with a screech.
Pushing with all his might, he caught the elf off balance and sent her flying to the floor, her sword swinging from her grasp and out of her reach.
Aragorn's rage thrived for more and he swung at her shredding the tender flesh of her cheek.
She gave a pain filled moan and her hand gently touched to her wound.
At that moment the elf began to howl, grasping her ears, shaking violently her jet black eyes flashed blue and for a good second Leali's original glow returned to her pale skin.
Aragorn stopped sword held above his head ready to give the final blow, and his rage subsided.
The flash of her blue eyes brought Aragorn to the realization that the Leali's soul was still whole and was fighting to be free.
A harsh cackle demolished his thought and he looked up to see Saruman walking, staff in hand, from a small door that had gone unnoticed until then.
With a wave of his staff Leali's sword returned to her demon hands. Aragorn's sword alerted and he tightened his grasp. But it was to no avail, fore Saruman released cursed words from his wrinkled lips causing the brave fighter to double over with pain.
"Take him" the dark wizard addressed his servant elf. "Take him now-" the wizard gave a low groan, as the sword pierced through his chest.
Leali who had gained control over her body, this time for long enough to throw her sword at the pending evil, stood gazing, eyes dark once again, at her fallen master.
"Master?" the demon grieved "You stupid mortal" gazing still at the dead wizard.
"You shall pay for this!! You stupid thing!!" Her jet black eyes looked down at her chest.
"You have killed him! You will pay dearly!! You will Die" Rage built up in the voice. "You will DIE!" In a mad rush the demon ran and grabbed the sword, which was extruding from its dead master, and held it to its own throat.
Aragorn noticing what its intentions were, cried "Nooo!"
THUNK! The demon dropped the sword. THUNK! A cry escaped its mouth as the two white arrows dug their way into the flesh of either shoulder. Leali fell back and screamed.
Just in case I didn't explain it enough the demon was going to kill itself and as doing so kill Leali also...
What will happen next??
Will she ever be fully rid of the demon that haunted her for so long?
Can Legolas and the others get her back to Rivendell before she bleeds to death?
Next time!!!
"Prepare yourself!" Aragorn looked at the remaining solider at his side.
He was youthful, eyes oblivious to battle, his long black hair sloppily hanging from his helmet.
Aragorn recognized him instantly, Heltith son of Jhonik, Aragorn's good friend. "Stay here! And watch your back!" He knew that he could not bring himself to order Heltith or any solider to certain death.
Aragorn whispered a lonely prayer under his breath as he cautiously approached Leali, who had been waiting with her sword drawn and her eyes sparkling with delight.
He stopped and waited a few steps away from his opponent, lost in each other's eyes. Suddenly a flash of pain surged through his body and instinctively his hand flew to the bloody gash that slide across his bicep.
Aragorn groaned with pain, looking up through his hazed eyes he could see her, walking slowly towards him, gripping her sword tightly in her hand.
Aragorn hopelessly stood gazing blankly to his own death. A shrill cry was but only to bring him back into focus.
Heltith had run from his post and from behind, stabbed the dark elf through her side. Her black blood coated the hard floor, as she knelt his sword still extruding from her throbbing body.
Aragorn stared from Leali to Heltith, who was standing his hands shaking, behind the elf's body.
Heltith looked up and met his eyes with Aragorn's, whose face had suddenly turned from a weak smile to horror.
Heltith looked down just in time to see Leali's sword come crashing down slicing through his abdomen and imbedding itself in his chest. He let out a whimper before falling dead onto the blood-covered floor.
"Noooo!" Aragorn's mind filled with hate and anger and he got up, forgetting the pain, and grasped his sword.
"You..." he pointed his sword to Leali "Shall die where you stand!" With that he lunged at the elf swinging his sword forth meeting hers with a screech.
Pushing with all his might, he caught the elf off balance and sent her flying to the floor, her sword swinging from her grasp and out of her reach.
Aragorn's rage thrived for more and he swung at her shredding the tender flesh of her cheek.
She gave a pain filled moan and her hand gently touched to her wound.
At that moment the elf began to howl, grasping her ears, shaking violently her jet black eyes flashed blue and for a good second Leali's original glow returned to her pale skin.
Aragorn stopped sword held above his head ready to give the final blow, and his rage subsided.
The flash of her blue eyes brought Aragorn to the realization that the Leali's soul was still whole and was fighting to be free.
A harsh cackle demolished his thought and he looked up to see Saruman walking, staff in hand, from a small door that had gone unnoticed until then.
With a wave of his staff Leali's sword returned to her demon hands. Aragorn's sword alerted and he tightened his grasp. But it was to no avail, fore Saruman released cursed words from his wrinkled lips causing the brave fighter to double over with pain.
"Take him" the dark wizard addressed his servant elf. "Take him now-" the wizard gave a low groan, as the sword pierced through his chest.
Leali who had gained control over her body, this time for long enough to throw her sword at the pending evil, stood gazing, eyes dark once again, at her fallen master.
"Master?" the demon grieved "You stupid mortal" gazing still at the dead wizard.
"You shall pay for this!! You stupid thing!!" Her jet black eyes looked down at her chest.
"You have killed him! You will pay dearly!! You will Die" Rage built up in the voice. "You will DIE!" In a mad rush the demon ran and grabbed the sword, which was extruding from its dead master, and held it to its own throat.
Aragorn noticing what its intentions were, cried "Nooo!"
THUNK! The demon dropped the sword. THUNK! A cry escaped its mouth as the two white arrows dug their way into the flesh of either shoulder. Leali fell back and screamed.
Just in case I didn't explain it enough the demon was going to kill itself and as doing so kill Leali also...
What will happen next??
Will she ever be fully rid of the demon that haunted her for so long?
Can Legolas and the others get her back to Rivendell before she bleeds to death?
Next time!!!