Chapter Two:
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He looked up at the tops of the trees where the voice came from just in time; a figure was falling from the sky, and screaming very loud. The elf held out his arms, dropping his bow to the ground, just as the figure landed into his arms.
The figure lying in his arms was a woman, with long black hair that went over her ears. She looked up at the prince and stumbled out of his arms, and getting to her own feet. They stood there for just a moment, not saying a word, just staring at each other. Then the leaves above them began to shake, as if someone or something was up there. The young elf looked up into the trees, his bow ready for anything that would threaten them. "He's up there." The girl whispered pointing up through the leaves. The prince pointed his bow and arrow facing the trees and let the arrow go. There was a defining scream, which the prince realized at once was made by an orc, and sure enough, a big ugly orc fell from the trees and hit the ground, dead.
The girl crouched over the dead orc, examining it for something. The prince walked over to them and pulled the bloody arrow out of it, as the girl, not finding what she was looking for on the orc, moved to search around the on the ground, until she found it. She straightened up from bending down and faced the prince, the thing that she was looking for clutched in her hand. "He was part of Saruman's (AN: Sorry about how I spelled it in the first chapter, thank you to the fans that pointed it out to me) army, he was after this." She said holding out the shiny thing she had taken from the orc. The prince could now see what it was; it was a necklace, a shiny necklace with what appeared to be an angel. He stared at it until the girl put it around her neck. "Why would he be after that?" He asked. She smiled at him and then replied, "Whoever possesses it, will become immortal. He must not have wanted to die." She paused, "I'm Arwen by the way." She held out her hand, her palm facing down. "I'm Legolas." The prince said taking her hand and kissing it gently. "Prince of Mirkwood," He added letting go of her hand. Arwen smiled again and reached up to her head and tucked a bit of hair behind her ear. Legolas knew then that not only was she beautiful, but she was an elf.
Disclaimer: I don't own any thing in LOTR; it all belongs to JRR Tolkien.
AN: Hey! Thanks for all the great reviews! Tell me how you like this chapter!
He looked up at the tops of the trees where the voice came from just in time; a figure was falling from the sky, and screaming very loud. The elf held out his arms, dropping his bow to the ground, just as the figure landed into his arms.
The figure lying in his arms was a woman, with long black hair that went over her ears. She looked up at the prince and stumbled out of his arms, and getting to her own feet. They stood there for just a moment, not saying a word, just staring at each other. Then the leaves above them began to shake, as if someone or something was up there. The young elf looked up into the trees, his bow ready for anything that would threaten them. "He's up there." The girl whispered pointing up through the leaves. The prince pointed his bow and arrow facing the trees and let the arrow go. There was a defining scream, which the prince realized at once was made by an orc, and sure enough, a big ugly orc fell from the trees and hit the ground, dead.
The girl crouched over the dead orc, examining it for something. The prince walked over to them and pulled the bloody arrow out of it, as the girl, not finding what she was looking for on the orc, moved to search around the on the ground, until she found it. She straightened up from bending down and faced the prince, the thing that she was looking for clutched in her hand. "He was part of Saruman's (AN: Sorry about how I spelled it in the first chapter, thank you to the fans that pointed it out to me) army, he was after this." She said holding out the shiny thing she had taken from the orc. The prince could now see what it was; it was a necklace, a shiny necklace with what appeared to be an angel. He stared at it until the girl put it around her neck. "Why would he be after that?" He asked. She smiled at him and then replied, "Whoever possesses it, will become immortal. He must not have wanted to die." She paused, "I'm Arwen by the way." She held out her hand, her palm facing down. "I'm Legolas." The prince said taking her hand and kissing it gently. "Prince of Mirkwood," He added letting go of her hand. Arwen smiled again and reached up to her head and tucked a bit of hair behind her ear. Legolas knew then that not only was she beautiful, but she was an elf.