A/N: Hey sorry I haven't been writing, very bad writers block, sorry. Plus
all the schoolwork ugh I hate school and by the way thanks QueenSmithy,
thanks for the fish, I really do like them raw and wriggling!( Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters; no fair( me sad, me want!
Chapter 6
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"That is no log or tree for that matter Gimli, that is Aragorn." Legolas said calmly, trying to hide his panic.
Frodo was the first to do anything at all when he ran forward. He ran as fast as his hobbit legs could carry him to Aragorn. Soon after the hobbits and the dwarf followed. Legolas could not bring himself to move. He couldn't figure it out. How could he be afraid of the man that lay a couple yards away? Then he considered, perhaps it is not fear, but anger and distrust.
"Aragorn!" Frodo's yell snapped him back to reality, "Strider, please get up! We have to find Merry"
"He still has a pulse, though very faint," said Sam quietly, "If we don't do something, he will die"
Legolas felt his heart jump; they were to far away to go back. Plus Aragorn did not have elven healing powers. But, they must also continue, or it will be to late for Merry.
"We can not do much. If we go back there will be no time for Merry. Perhaps we bring him with us and we might find a plant of healing in these woods. But, if there is one, we must hurry and find it." Said Legolas swiftly.
The company nodded silently. There was no arguing with Legolas's plan; it was their only chance. It was either attempt what Legolas said, or leave Aragorn. They had to do something they decided.
"Then you will carry him, will you not Legolas? Since you are the tallest, and would most likely to be able to carry his weight better then us, would that not be true?" Frodo asked suspiciously.
"I suppose there is no choice, I will have to carry him then." Legolas felt his heart lighten.
With that Legolas gently lifted the very limp Aragorn up onto his shoulders. It was a good thing he was slightly taller then the man that hung to his shoulders. There was a warm feeling on his insides he was glad to get to carry Aragorn, if he was mad at him or not. They only walked a little longer when a sudden darkness hit. They had to camp they could not walk like this. So they stopped until the daylight would once again shine, or perhaps not, perhaps only fog.
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Legolas was the first to wake at dawn's first light. Quickly he roused the others and began to get ready. He watched the others eat, he could not bring himself to eat, and he just relived what happened that day between him and Aragorn.
"Are we ready to go?" Frodo asked quickly as he stood up, "we have to hurry, or else we will be attacked."
"So I suppose this leaves out second breakfast." Pippin sighed sadly
Sam gave him a glance while he began to pack up. Legolas lifted the body of Aragorn on to his back Gimli gathered up the rest of the plates and what not. Frodo looked at the road ahead; somehow Legolas understood that Frodo had taken charge in Aragorn's absence. So they continues walking listening to Pippin's whining about there was no second breakfast.
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It had begun to grow late in the after noon, when Legolas's sharp hearing caught a rustling of leaves that was not the wind. He stopped dead listening, everyone else noticed and stopped abruptly.
"We are being followed." Legolas breathed almost no one heard, "Orcs." This he said loud enough the fellowship heard.
Everyone drew their swords, Legolas safely lay Aragorn down in some bushes so he was out of sight and hopefully harm. The rustling grew louder. All of a sudden a band of Orcs leaped from the bushes. Legolas lost track of everyone else 5 or more Orcs had begun to surround him, he pulled out his two-elven daggers. He began to fight fiercely one by one he chopped their heads off. But, he stopped when he heard Sam crying out for help. Stopping only a moment, he located the hobbit to be feet away from where Aragorn was placed. They were trying to get to Aragorn.
Desperately he fought to get through the Orcs when a sword pierced his shoulder. He did not cry out he just winced. His main goal was to help Sam save Aragorn. He noticed Gimli was trying to help, but two short men would not hold off the Orcs for long. His shoulder was in pain but he continued with no mercy to hack through the Orcs to get to Aragorn.
When he finally reached them he noticed Sam's face was dripping with blood, he had been wounded, but continued to fight. When he arrived the Orcs began to come in less numbers trying to get through. But, that did not stop one Orc who pierced his shoulder once more. This time a slight yelp escaped his mouth. Not long after that Orc was dead. He surveyed the ground the attack was over.
"Where are Pippin and Frodo?" Legolas asked frantically to Sam and Gimli.
"We're right here," Frodo said, as he and Pippin emerged from a set of bushes, both bloody and bruised.
"Is Aragorn alright?" Pippin asked a look of concern crossed his face.
Legolas looked through the bushes attempting to find Aragorn. He found him huddled in the bushes where he had left him. Almost as if it was an instinct Legolas checked for a pulse. There was none.
A/N: Well there I wrote something now I'll probably have more writer's block but oh well. Look to my writing. At first light of the second day at dawn, look to the East. Sorry Gandalf said that I just altered it(
Chapter 6
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"That is no log or tree for that matter Gimli, that is Aragorn." Legolas said calmly, trying to hide his panic.
Frodo was the first to do anything at all when he ran forward. He ran as fast as his hobbit legs could carry him to Aragorn. Soon after the hobbits and the dwarf followed. Legolas could not bring himself to move. He couldn't figure it out. How could he be afraid of the man that lay a couple yards away? Then he considered, perhaps it is not fear, but anger and distrust.
"Aragorn!" Frodo's yell snapped him back to reality, "Strider, please get up! We have to find Merry"
"He still has a pulse, though very faint," said Sam quietly, "If we don't do something, he will die"
Legolas felt his heart jump; they were to far away to go back. Plus Aragorn did not have elven healing powers. But, they must also continue, or it will be to late for Merry.
"We can not do much. If we go back there will be no time for Merry. Perhaps we bring him with us and we might find a plant of healing in these woods. But, if there is one, we must hurry and find it." Said Legolas swiftly.
The company nodded silently. There was no arguing with Legolas's plan; it was their only chance. It was either attempt what Legolas said, or leave Aragorn. They had to do something they decided.
"Then you will carry him, will you not Legolas? Since you are the tallest, and would most likely to be able to carry his weight better then us, would that not be true?" Frodo asked suspiciously.
"I suppose there is no choice, I will have to carry him then." Legolas felt his heart lighten.
With that Legolas gently lifted the very limp Aragorn up onto his shoulders. It was a good thing he was slightly taller then the man that hung to his shoulders. There was a warm feeling on his insides he was glad to get to carry Aragorn, if he was mad at him or not. They only walked a little longer when a sudden darkness hit. They had to camp they could not walk like this. So they stopped until the daylight would once again shine, or perhaps not, perhaps only fog.
* * * * * * *
Legolas was the first to wake at dawn's first light. Quickly he roused the others and began to get ready. He watched the others eat, he could not bring himself to eat, and he just relived what happened that day between him and Aragorn.
"Are we ready to go?" Frodo asked quickly as he stood up, "we have to hurry, or else we will be attacked."
"So I suppose this leaves out second breakfast." Pippin sighed sadly
Sam gave him a glance while he began to pack up. Legolas lifted the body of Aragorn on to his back Gimli gathered up the rest of the plates and what not. Frodo looked at the road ahead; somehow Legolas understood that Frodo had taken charge in Aragorn's absence. So they continues walking listening to Pippin's whining about there was no second breakfast.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It had begun to grow late in the after noon, when Legolas's sharp hearing caught a rustling of leaves that was not the wind. He stopped dead listening, everyone else noticed and stopped abruptly.
"We are being followed." Legolas breathed almost no one heard, "Orcs." This he said loud enough the fellowship heard.
Everyone drew their swords, Legolas safely lay Aragorn down in some bushes so he was out of sight and hopefully harm. The rustling grew louder. All of a sudden a band of Orcs leaped from the bushes. Legolas lost track of everyone else 5 or more Orcs had begun to surround him, he pulled out his two-elven daggers. He began to fight fiercely one by one he chopped their heads off. But, he stopped when he heard Sam crying out for help. Stopping only a moment, he located the hobbit to be feet away from where Aragorn was placed. They were trying to get to Aragorn.
Desperately he fought to get through the Orcs when a sword pierced his shoulder. He did not cry out he just winced. His main goal was to help Sam save Aragorn. He noticed Gimli was trying to help, but two short men would not hold off the Orcs for long. His shoulder was in pain but he continued with no mercy to hack through the Orcs to get to Aragorn.
When he finally reached them he noticed Sam's face was dripping with blood, he had been wounded, but continued to fight. When he arrived the Orcs began to come in less numbers trying to get through. But, that did not stop one Orc who pierced his shoulder once more. This time a slight yelp escaped his mouth. Not long after that Orc was dead. He surveyed the ground the attack was over.
"Where are Pippin and Frodo?" Legolas asked frantically to Sam and Gimli.
"We're right here," Frodo said, as he and Pippin emerged from a set of bushes, both bloody and bruised.
"Is Aragorn alright?" Pippin asked a look of concern crossed his face.
Legolas looked through the bushes attempting to find Aragorn. He found him huddled in the bushes where he had left him. Almost as if it was an instinct Legolas checked for a pulse. There was none.
A/N: Well there I wrote something now I'll probably have more writer's block but oh well. Look to my writing. At first light of the second day at dawn, look to the East. Sorry Gandalf said that I just altered it(