Chapter 14: Vengence Of An Elf.
Gandalf and Aragorn stared at Legolas, dumbstruck.
"Your not serious." Said Aragorn shaking his head at the elf. "That horse is wild! You've seen the way he acts towards others going near him. He's Aireromen's horse. He'll kill you!"
Legolas walked to Morwing, he stared up into those burning red eyes, Morwing eyed him with hatred in his heart, not that it was really anything personal' Morwing had a hatred for every creature save Aireromen.
"I have no other choice, he is the only one fast enough to catch them." Said Legolas.
He grabbed the reins and Morwing reared, letting out an angry neigh, he came down, his feet barley missing Legolas's head.
"Legolas, this is not wise." Said Gandalf watching him struggle with the horse.
"Neither is taking my love away from me!" hissed Legolas, with a warning look in his eyes as Gandalf tried to stop him.
The wizard backed off, he knew very well it was not wise to get in the way of an elf seeking vengeance.
Legolas attempted to mount Morwing again, the giant black horse reared and knocked Legolas down. He got up slowly, he placed a hand to his arm that was slashed by the orcs blade, he had landed on it, and blood began to ooze out of it again. He looked at Morwing, glaring into those menacing red eyes. Morwing returned the stare.
Legolas grabbed the sides of his bridle, he pulled the massive head down to his face, and he looked coldly at him, his blue eyes piercing the horse.
"Listen to me," he said to the horse, his voice filled with urgency and hatred. "You may not like me, but you have to trust me, I need you. And so does she." He looked deep into Morwings eyes, he knew the horse had understood every word. Morwing let out a snort, he then sighed.
Legolas smiled, Morwing had excepted.
He placed his short swords onto his back, and strapped Aireromen's sword to the saddle. Legolas gathered the reins and jumped onto the powerful back, Morwing moved uneasily.
"Make your way back to Mirkwood palace, tell my father I will be back soon."
Legolas dug his heels into Morwing's sides, he leapt forward with a shrill neigh, and they took off like a bolt of lightning. Legolas was in awe at the horse, he had never ridden one so fast and so powerful as Morwing was.
He dashed through the trees, zigzagging, yet never changing stride. Legolas used his keen senses to track them, it was hard not to miss the tracks of the heavy Orcs, they moved fast, but left clear footprints wherever they went.
Snikag strung Aireromen up to a tree in the middle of the Orc camp, the other orcs were laughing and throwing things at her. She had cuts all over her arms, and she was almost unconscious.
"It will be a shame to destroy something so pretty" Snikag laughed.
Aire could see him standing in front of her, though her vision was blurry.
" lle Nadorhuan!" (you cowardly dog!) she mumbled to him.
His eyes light up in flames.
"What did you say!" he got so close to her face that she could smell his stinking breath.
She glared up at him, and smirked. "Utinu en lokirim!" (Son of snakes!)
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!" Snikag demanded. He grabbed her face.
She spit at him; he let go and wiped his face.
"Touch me again, and you'll die!" she said to him.
Snikag laughed. "I find that threat amusing seeing as how you're tied up." He pulled out a sharp dagger. " I'm sick of delaying this any longer." He put the dagger to her throat. "Farewell."
A loud crash came from the trees, and out leapt Morwing, and atop him was Legolas, brandishing a sword.
Morwing reared and let out a shrill neigh, Legolas jumped down from his back, Snikag turned and growled. He summoned the reminder of his band to take care of Legolas. Aireromen's eyed brightened.
"Legolas!" she exclaimed. She looked at her horse who stood fighting beside him. "M….Morwing?" She was shocked.
Legolas slashed at the orcs, Morwing thrashed with his hooves, Aire felt helpless, although a less than half had been slain, they were still outnumbered.
Morwing saw her, he ran to her, knocking down any Orc that got in his path, breaking them like toothpicks. He nuzzled her shoulder, and then reared, when he came down, his hooves striking the ropes and breaking them. Aireromen fell to the ground; her lags had been badly slashed as part of the cruel torture the Orcs put her through. Morwing stood by her, protecting her.
Legolas killed all that came close to him, using his elven agility, he dodged the blows, it looked like an elegant graceful dance, yet deadly.
Snikag had had about as much as he could stand; he grabbed a sword and pushed Gashdug, who had been standing in front of him, out of the way.
"I will finish this." He growled, he slashed at his own group, making his way to the fighting elf.
Legolas looked up at him, he smiled, he knew who this Orc was. Oh yes, I knew, and he was ready.
All that remained standing stepped out of their way, their swords clashed, sparks flew, as did seething hatred. Legolas was surprised at how well the Orc (despite one arm) fought.
Snikag's sword struck Legolas on his arm, drawing blood. The elf let out an angry cry of pain. And brought his sword at Snikag with full force, slashing his leg. The blow seemed to hardly faze the Orc he struck Legolas's sword out of his hands and knocked him to the ground, he threw him up against a nearby tree.
"And now, you shall know what death feels like, Elves, they disgust me. It will be a pleasure to get rid of a little pest like you." Snikag's lips curled in an evil smile.
" Are you quite finished?" came a voice from behind the Orc.
Snikag turned around; there stood Aireromen, holding her sword in her hands, Snikag growled.
"YOU!" he said.
Snikag began to turn, raising his sword, Aireromen's sword came down, making contact with his neck, cutting off his head. Snikag's body fell down in a lifeless heap.
Aireromen dropped her sword, looking at Legolas.
"Now it's finished." She said. She sank to the ground.
"AIRE!" Legolas scrambled to his feet, he came to Aire, picking her up and cradling her in his arms. "Arie" he said again.
Aire stared up at him, then her vision went blurry and all she saw was blackness.
Legolas put his head to her chest. He sighed with relief, she was still breathing.
He walked swiftly to Morwing and placed her on his back, he then jumped onto Morwing himself.
"Noro lim Morwing!" he whispered into his ear.
Morwing took off through the trees, making his way back to Mirkwood palace.
Gandalf and Aragorn stared at Legolas, dumbstruck.
"Your not serious." Said Aragorn shaking his head at the elf. "That horse is wild! You've seen the way he acts towards others going near him. He's Aireromen's horse. He'll kill you!"
Legolas walked to Morwing, he stared up into those burning red eyes, Morwing eyed him with hatred in his heart, not that it was really anything personal' Morwing had a hatred for every creature save Aireromen.
"I have no other choice, he is the only one fast enough to catch them." Said Legolas.
He grabbed the reins and Morwing reared, letting out an angry neigh, he came down, his feet barley missing Legolas's head.
"Legolas, this is not wise." Said Gandalf watching him struggle with the horse.
"Neither is taking my love away from me!" hissed Legolas, with a warning look in his eyes as Gandalf tried to stop him.
The wizard backed off, he knew very well it was not wise to get in the way of an elf seeking vengeance.
Legolas attempted to mount Morwing again, the giant black horse reared and knocked Legolas down. He got up slowly, he placed a hand to his arm that was slashed by the orcs blade, he had landed on it, and blood began to ooze out of it again. He looked at Morwing, glaring into those menacing red eyes. Morwing returned the stare.
Legolas grabbed the sides of his bridle, he pulled the massive head down to his face, and he looked coldly at him, his blue eyes piercing the horse.
"Listen to me," he said to the horse, his voice filled with urgency and hatred. "You may not like me, but you have to trust me, I need you. And so does she." He looked deep into Morwings eyes, he knew the horse had understood every word. Morwing let out a snort, he then sighed.
Legolas smiled, Morwing had excepted.
He placed his short swords onto his back, and strapped Aireromen's sword to the saddle. Legolas gathered the reins and jumped onto the powerful back, Morwing moved uneasily.
"Make your way back to Mirkwood palace, tell my father I will be back soon."
Legolas dug his heels into Morwing's sides, he leapt forward with a shrill neigh, and they took off like a bolt of lightning. Legolas was in awe at the horse, he had never ridden one so fast and so powerful as Morwing was.
He dashed through the trees, zigzagging, yet never changing stride. Legolas used his keen senses to track them, it was hard not to miss the tracks of the heavy Orcs, they moved fast, but left clear footprints wherever they went.
Snikag strung Aireromen up to a tree in the middle of the Orc camp, the other orcs were laughing and throwing things at her. She had cuts all over her arms, and she was almost unconscious.
"It will be a shame to destroy something so pretty" Snikag laughed.
Aire could see him standing in front of her, though her vision was blurry.
" lle Nadorhuan!" (you cowardly dog!) she mumbled to him.
His eyes light up in flames.
"What did you say!" he got so close to her face that she could smell his stinking breath.
She glared up at him, and smirked. "Utinu en lokirim!" (Son of snakes!)
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!" Snikag demanded. He grabbed her face.
She spit at him; he let go and wiped his face.
"Touch me again, and you'll die!" she said to him.
Snikag laughed. "I find that threat amusing seeing as how you're tied up." He pulled out a sharp dagger. " I'm sick of delaying this any longer." He put the dagger to her throat. "Farewell."
A loud crash came from the trees, and out leapt Morwing, and atop him was Legolas, brandishing a sword.
Morwing reared and let out a shrill neigh, Legolas jumped down from his back, Snikag turned and growled. He summoned the reminder of his band to take care of Legolas. Aireromen's eyed brightened.
"Legolas!" she exclaimed. She looked at her horse who stood fighting beside him. "M….Morwing?" She was shocked.
Legolas slashed at the orcs, Morwing thrashed with his hooves, Aire felt helpless, although a less than half had been slain, they were still outnumbered.
Morwing saw her, he ran to her, knocking down any Orc that got in his path, breaking them like toothpicks. He nuzzled her shoulder, and then reared, when he came down, his hooves striking the ropes and breaking them. Aireromen fell to the ground; her lags had been badly slashed as part of the cruel torture the Orcs put her through. Morwing stood by her, protecting her.
Legolas killed all that came close to him, using his elven agility, he dodged the blows, it looked like an elegant graceful dance, yet deadly.
Snikag had had about as much as he could stand; he grabbed a sword and pushed Gashdug, who had been standing in front of him, out of the way.
"I will finish this." He growled, he slashed at his own group, making his way to the fighting elf.
Legolas looked up at him, he smiled, he knew who this Orc was. Oh yes, I knew, and he was ready.
All that remained standing stepped out of their way, their swords clashed, sparks flew, as did seething hatred. Legolas was surprised at how well the Orc (despite one arm) fought.
Snikag's sword struck Legolas on his arm, drawing blood. The elf let out an angry cry of pain. And brought his sword at Snikag with full force, slashing his leg. The blow seemed to hardly faze the Orc he struck Legolas's sword out of his hands and knocked him to the ground, he threw him up against a nearby tree.
"And now, you shall know what death feels like, Elves, they disgust me. It will be a pleasure to get rid of a little pest like you." Snikag's lips curled in an evil smile.
" Are you quite finished?" came a voice from behind the Orc.
Snikag turned around; there stood Aireromen, holding her sword in her hands, Snikag growled.
"YOU!" he said.
Snikag began to turn, raising his sword, Aireromen's sword came down, making contact with his neck, cutting off his head. Snikag's body fell down in a lifeless heap.
Aireromen dropped her sword, looking at Legolas.
"Now it's finished." She said. She sank to the ground.
"AIRE!" Legolas scrambled to his feet, he came to Aire, picking her up and cradling her in his arms. "Arie" he said again.
Aire stared up at him, then her vision went blurry and all she saw was blackness.
Legolas put his head to her chest. He sighed with relief, she was still breathing.
He walked swiftly to Morwing and placed her on his back, he then jumped onto Morwing himself.
"Noro lim Morwing!" he whispered into his ear.
Morwing took off through the trees, making his way back to Mirkwood palace.