Well, I guess people liked the last chapter, so I'll write another for
this. Truth be told I don't really know where I'm going with this; I just
come up with stuff as I go, so please, any ideas will be gratefully taken.
This chapter may also be pretty short!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from LOTR, but I own Arinomialwen and Engwafinion so please don't take them away!
Thank you so much to all my reviewers!!
DeadSexy - I actually did want to put the hobbits in this, so keep your eyes pealed for them really soon! I'm glad you liked it! Also, I think I might make it a romance, but I'll just have to wait and see!
Brittney- Glad you liked it, and yes, I'm a huge fan of Tamora Pierce! Thus, my pen name!
ElsalhirErestar- Please don't combust! I'm putting up a new chapter right now! Yes, this is really sad I hope, because that was how I intended it to be.
Silent Echoes- DIE MELODEE!! Well too bad, marching band doesn't have to be my excuse; I actually wrote most of this during marching band.
Any way. on with the chapter..
Legolas cursed himself for not being alert enough to sense the new presence in the room. Normally he would have easily noticed with others had entered, but he had been so busy focusing on Arinomialwen. Instantly, he sprang up and reached for the nearest weapon, as did the she-elf beside him. What his hands first grabbed was one of Aragorn's swords, and he picked it up unsure about using it, only having a little experience with one. He cursed himself again for not having a weapon with him. Arinomialwen fared little better and picked up a long knife that was on the bedside table. They both turned to face the newcomer at once, weapons drawn.
Legolas tried to take in the appearance of the elf in front of him. He was slightly taller then Legolas with dark hair that was tried back neatly in several braids, similar to his own hair style. He was strongly built with bright green eyes that blazed both hatred and love at the she-elf beside him. In his hand was a drawn sword Legolas took one look at her face and saw that it was definitely the elf that she had just told him about, for she showed signs of fear and contempt towards him.
"What is it that I can help you with?" Legolas spoke to him, asking courteously but with a hint of warning in his voice.
"I come simple for what belongs to me," answered the elf with the same about of courtesy and warning. "And what may I ask, is that?" Legolas asked dangerously, gripping the weapon in his hand and wishing that he had had more training with it.
"Her." The elf said, almost in a whisper, gesturing towards Arinomialwen.
"Arinomialwen belongs to no one but herself!" Legolas said, stepping in front of the girl, but to his surprise, she pushed him out of the way and stepped forward herself.
"Go away Engwafinion!" She said firmly. Legolas saw her tremble visibly and wondered if she knew that his name meant "Evil deceiver".
"Only if you come with me!" the elf responded, taking a step closer to her. Arinomialwen fought to stop trembling. She couldn't let Legolas take this fight though, for she would never forgive herself if he got hurt taking a fight for her. Engwafinion's fighting skills were very good, and Though Legolas was also a trained warrior, he had barely ever touched a sword.
"I will die before I do!" She said, preparing herself to fight.
"I think not," Engwafinion responded, gripping his sword tightly, "But perhaps your little friend will!" He launched himself at Legolas, slashing and swiping with the deadly weapon in his hand. Only Legolas' quick instincts kept him alive as he ducked and blocked with his own weapon. Engwafinion was an excellent swordsman and would easily beat Legolas in any regular match, but Legolas was much quicker, and much cleverer. He wove his way around the room until he was near enough Arinomialwen to grab the knife the she held away from her and whispered a few hasty words to her. She knew that arguing would not help at this point and immediately ran out of the room. Engwafinion didn't notice or ignored her leaving, because he continued his rush on the elf in front of him. With a little bit of struggle, Legolas managed to twirl the two blades that he had, one small and one large, around his hands, and turned the tide of the attack, as Engwafinion could not block both blades at once and had to back away.
Legolas turned around and landed a kick to Engwafinion's head, slightly dazing his opponent. However, he made a quick come back by managing to hit Legolas' sword hand hard with the flat of his blade, causing the elf to fight for possession of the blade, which he won after a severe struggle. Both elves were very talented in weaponry and probably could have fought for several hours, even with Legolas' improved weapon, but Engwafinion soon found that another blade was pressed to the back of his neck. He lowered his weapon to find Aragorn standing behind him, sword now resting on his throat. Gimli was not far behind with his ax and Arinomialwen with a strung bow.
"Drop your weapon!" She told him in a quiet, but deadly voice. "Or I will loose this!" she indicated the arrow notched on her bow. Engwafinion Simply smirked, then quicker then Aragorn could have countered, leapt away from him and spoke a few quick words that no other in the room could understand. He disappeared in a cloud of black dust. Leaving behind the trailing words of,
"We'll meet again sooner then you think!"
"Well that was fun." Legolas said wryly, letting himself sink down onto the bed. The once neat room was now a complete disaster with overturned furniture and several feathers floating around.
"Stupid elf doesn't even know how to use a sword properly!" Gimli said, baiting his elven friend for a fight.
"Well a dwarf couldn't even pick up a sword because it is taller then him!" Legolas retorted, laughing as he saw that Aragorn's sword was indeed slightly longer then Gimli. Aragorn interrupted them before the exchange of insults could escalate too much.
"I think I missed something here. Would you care to explain why you were fighting another elf with my sword and knife?" Legolas turned to Arinomialwen.
"You explain," he ordered her. "I am now even more confused myself." Arinomialwen took a breath and prepared herself to summarize her story for the man and the dwarf, when more figures rushed into the room. Aragorn recognized Legolas' chief general and several captains.
"Milord!" One of them said to Legolas urgently.
"What is it?" Legolas asked, not wanting to deal with another long session of debate on where their army was best placed.
"There is an entire company of Orcs marching here. There must be at least a thousand. They seem to be led by one of our own kind!"
TBC.
Well, what did you think? Was it awful? I really don't know what I'm doing with this, please Review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from LOTR, but I own Arinomialwen and Engwafinion so please don't take them away!
Thank you so much to all my reviewers!!
DeadSexy - I actually did want to put the hobbits in this, so keep your eyes pealed for them really soon! I'm glad you liked it! Also, I think I might make it a romance, but I'll just have to wait and see!
Brittney- Glad you liked it, and yes, I'm a huge fan of Tamora Pierce! Thus, my pen name!
ElsalhirErestar- Please don't combust! I'm putting up a new chapter right now! Yes, this is really sad I hope, because that was how I intended it to be.
Silent Echoes- DIE MELODEE!! Well too bad, marching band doesn't have to be my excuse; I actually wrote most of this during marching band.
Any way. on with the chapter..
Legolas cursed himself for not being alert enough to sense the new presence in the room. Normally he would have easily noticed with others had entered, but he had been so busy focusing on Arinomialwen. Instantly, he sprang up and reached for the nearest weapon, as did the she-elf beside him. What his hands first grabbed was one of Aragorn's swords, and he picked it up unsure about using it, only having a little experience with one. He cursed himself again for not having a weapon with him. Arinomialwen fared little better and picked up a long knife that was on the bedside table. They both turned to face the newcomer at once, weapons drawn.
Legolas tried to take in the appearance of the elf in front of him. He was slightly taller then Legolas with dark hair that was tried back neatly in several braids, similar to his own hair style. He was strongly built with bright green eyes that blazed both hatred and love at the she-elf beside him. In his hand was a drawn sword Legolas took one look at her face and saw that it was definitely the elf that she had just told him about, for she showed signs of fear and contempt towards him.
"What is it that I can help you with?" Legolas spoke to him, asking courteously but with a hint of warning in his voice.
"I come simple for what belongs to me," answered the elf with the same about of courtesy and warning. "And what may I ask, is that?" Legolas asked dangerously, gripping the weapon in his hand and wishing that he had had more training with it.
"Her." The elf said, almost in a whisper, gesturing towards Arinomialwen.
"Arinomialwen belongs to no one but herself!" Legolas said, stepping in front of the girl, but to his surprise, she pushed him out of the way and stepped forward herself.
"Go away Engwafinion!" She said firmly. Legolas saw her tremble visibly and wondered if she knew that his name meant "Evil deceiver".
"Only if you come with me!" the elf responded, taking a step closer to her. Arinomialwen fought to stop trembling. She couldn't let Legolas take this fight though, for she would never forgive herself if he got hurt taking a fight for her. Engwafinion's fighting skills were very good, and Though Legolas was also a trained warrior, he had barely ever touched a sword.
"I will die before I do!" She said, preparing herself to fight.
"I think not," Engwafinion responded, gripping his sword tightly, "But perhaps your little friend will!" He launched himself at Legolas, slashing and swiping with the deadly weapon in his hand. Only Legolas' quick instincts kept him alive as he ducked and blocked with his own weapon. Engwafinion was an excellent swordsman and would easily beat Legolas in any regular match, but Legolas was much quicker, and much cleverer. He wove his way around the room until he was near enough Arinomialwen to grab the knife the she held away from her and whispered a few hasty words to her. She knew that arguing would not help at this point and immediately ran out of the room. Engwafinion didn't notice or ignored her leaving, because he continued his rush on the elf in front of him. With a little bit of struggle, Legolas managed to twirl the two blades that he had, one small and one large, around his hands, and turned the tide of the attack, as Engwafinion could not block both blades at once and had to back away.
Legolas turned around and landed a kick to Engwafinion's head, slightly dazing his opponent. However, he made a quick come back by managing to hit Legolas' sword hand hard with the flat of his blade, causing the elf to fight for possession of the blade, which he won after a severe struggle. Both elves were very talented in weaponry and probably could have fought for several hours, even with Legolas' improved weapon, but Engwafinion soon found that another blade was pressed to the back of his neck. He lowered his weapon to find Aragorn standing behind him, sword now resting on his throat. Gimli was not far behind with his ax and Arinomialwen with a strung bow.
"Drop your weapon!" She told him in a quiet, but deadly voice. "Or I will loose this!" she indicated the arrow notched on her bow. Engwafinion Simply smirked, then quicker then Aragorn could have countered, leapt away from him and spoke a few quick words that no other in the room could understand. He disappeared in a cloud of black dust. Leaving behind the trailing words of,
"We'll meet again sooner then you think!"
"Well that was fun." Legolas said wryly, letting himself sink down onto the bed. The once neat room was now a complete disaster with overturned furniture and several feathers floating around.
"Stupid elf doesn't even know how to use a sword properly!" Gimli said, baiting his elven friend for a fight.
"Well a dwarf couldn't even pick up a sword because it is taller then him!" Legolas retorted, laughing as he saw that Aragorn's sword was indeed slightly longer then Gimli. Aragorn interrupted them before the exchange of insults could escalate too much.
"I think I missed something here. Would you care to explain why you were fighting another elf with my sword and knife?" Legolas turned to Arinomialwen.
"You explain," he ordered her. "I am now even more confused myself." Arinomialwen took a breath and prepared herself to summarize her story for the man and the dwarf, when more figures rushed into the room. Aragorn recognized Legolas' chief general and several captains.
"Milord!" One of them said to Legolas urgently.
"What is it?" Legolas asked, not wanting to deal with another long session of debate on where their army was best placed.
"There is an entire company of Orcs marching here. There must be at least a thousand. They seem to be led by one of our own kind!"
TBC.
Well, what did you think? Was it awful? I really don't know what I'm doing with this, please Review and tell me what you think.