A/N: Well here is the next chapter of Broken Ties.No evil cliffy this
time.. Thanks for all the reviews..and thanks for waiting around for this
one.Sorry took so long to get out.was kinda sick..
Please let me know what ya think of this chapter okee?
PT
Broken Ties
By: PT
Disclaimer: I do not own anything LotR, other then my character Galàril. So please don't sue me for I have no money to give.
Feedback: Please..
Chapter Four
Aragorn watched as the sword wielding orc fell to the ground dead as the arrow pierced his heart. Using this as a means of escape, Aragorn quickly leapt to his feet, and quickly grabbing the sword turned and ready himself for battle.
Aragorn quickly raised his sword to block an incoming blow. Spinning he swiftly thrust his sword through the nearest orc while spinning to knock out the one coming from behind him. Blocking another blow meaning to split him in two, Aragorn soon found himself in the midst of about ten orcs all meaning to tear him limb from limb. With a loud cry he attacked the orcs with a fury he had never known. Hacking away at them as if they were not even there. All around him orcs feel, their blood staining the ground.
He slowly made his way towards where Legolas was still raining arrows into the mass of orcs. He was close and it seemed as though he would live, but fate decided to play a cruel trick on him then and there.
**
Legolas did not know what had caused him to stop the orc from killing Aragorn, but he had quickly notched his arrow and let the deadly projectile fly with his known deadly accuracy. He quickly notched another one and let it fly as the orc camp was spurred into action.
He watched as Aragorn quickly cut his way out of the orc mass that had surrounded him. He made sure his reign of deadly terror kept going to protect his retreat. He watched as Aragorn slowly made his way towards him, when horror clenched his heart. No matter what he now felt for the human he knew that Aragorn could not die.
**
Aragorn cursed as his body gave into the weakness he had been fighting since the start of the battle. He found him self stumbling and falling to the ground with a jarring impact. The sword slipped from his hands and landed a few feet away from him.
Quickly attempting to raise to his feet, he turned to see the orc's nearly upon him. As he attempted to rise, he knees buckled under him once again sending him in to the ground. He turned and waited for the blow he knew would soon come but once again never came.
Looking he saw Legolas leap from the cover of the trees, sending arrow after arrow bring orcs down left and right. Aragorn once again tried to rise to his feet, this time succeeding and made his way over to his sword and turned to quickly joined the battle.
Legolas slowly made his way back towards the wood but it seemed fate was about to once again turn against them. As he was turning, a large orc came up from the middle of the group welding a bow and arrow. Quickly setting his sites on Legolas he took aim and fired.
Legolas grunted in pain as the arrow struck him in the back. Stumbling he tried to make it into the safety of the wood where he knew he would be safe. He dimly heard Aragorn crying out his name and then he heard nothing as the inky blackness finally took hold of him.
** Aragorn cried out in horror as he watched his friend fall to the ground. Aragorn turned and let out a war cry and cleaved the head the arrow welding orc. He barely paused, his anger and rage taking control as he worked his way through the army. Orc's began falling left and right none could stand against the rage he was feeling.
Soon not an orc was left alive, as Aragorn stood in the middle of the camp. Dropping the blade he ran over to his friends side and checked to make sure he was still alive. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the pulse under his fingers.
Inspecting the wound, Aragorn was alarmed to see that the shaft had broken when Legolas had fallen, making it impossible to pull the arrow out. Knowing the only thing he could do now was get Legolas to safety he tore a small piece of cloth off his clothes and tied off the wound in order to stop the bleeding. Lifting Legolas into his arms, and ignoring his own bodies protest, he made his way into the forest. He kept moving not pausing to rest, knowing he had to get far away from the camp before more orcs showed up and they found themselves in more trouble. Finally when he was sure he was far enough away, Aragorn searched for a place to hide and found a small cave that they could hide in. It had only one opening and would be hard to spot at the dead of night.
Heading inside he laid Legolas down and then went back outside to clear away any signs that might show where they where hiding at. He went back inside the cave knowing that he would risk of being spotted, he lite a fire. Moving Legolas closer to the fire he sat back and finally let the days events roll over him.
Unable to hold back the anguish he felt, Aragorn let the tears fall. He cried for his dead friend, for himself, for Legolas. He cried for all the pain that he felt from the last few days. Finally the tears stopped and he focused now on his friend. Seeing that Legolas was still sleeping, Aragorn focused on the entrance of the cave to watch for any attackers. He vowed that no more of his friends would die at the hands of the orcs, as long as he was alive.
Please let me know what ya think of this chapter okee?
PT
Broken Ties
By: PT
Disclaimer: I do not own anything LotR, other then my character Galàril. So please don't sue me for I have no money to give.
Feedback: Please..
Chapter Four
Aragorn watched as the sword wielding orc fell to the ground dead as the arrow pierced his heart. Using this as a means of escape, Aragorn quickly leapt to his feet, and quickly grabbing the sword turned and ready himself for battle.
Aragorn quickly raised his sword to block an incoming blow. Spinning he swiftly thrust his sword through the nearest orc while spinning to knock out the one coming from behind him. Blocking another blow meaning to split him in two, Aragorn soon found himself in the midst of about ten orcs all meaning to tear him limb from limb. With a loud cry he attacked the orcs with a fury he had never known. Hacking away at them as if they were not even there. All around him orcs feel, their blood staining the ground.
He slowly made his way towards where Legolas was still raining arrows into the mass of orcs. He was close and it seemed as though he would live, but fate decided to play a cruel trick on him then and there.
**
Legolas did not know what had caused him to stop the orc from killing Aragorn, but he had quickly notched his arrow and let the deadly projectile fly with his known deadly accuracy. He quickly notched another one and let it fly as the orc camp was spurred into action.
He watched as Aragorn quickly cut his way out of the orc mass that had surrounded him. He made sure his reign of deadly terror kept going to protect his retreat. He watched as Aragorn slowly made his way towards him, when horror clenched his heart. No matter what he now felt for the human he knew that Aragorn could not die.
**
Aragorn cursed as his body gave into the weakness he had been fighting since the start of the battle. He found him self stumbling and falling to the ground with a jarring impact. The sword slipped from his hands and landed a few feet away from him.
Quickly attempting to raise to his feet, he turned to see the orc's nearly upon him. As he attempted to rise, he knees buckled under him once again sending him in to the ground. He turned and waited for the blow he knew would soon come but once again never came.
Looking he saw Legolas leap from the cover of the trees, sending arrow after arrow bring orcs down left and right. Aragorn once again tried to rise to his feet, this time succeeding and made his way over to his sword and turned to quickly joined the battle.
Legolas slowly made his way back towards the wood but it seemed fate was about to once again turn against them. As he was turning, a large orc came up from the middle of the group welding a bow and arrow. Quickly setting his sites on Legolas he took aim and fired.
Legolas grunted in pain as the arrow struck him in the back. Stumbling he tried to make it into the safety of the wood where he knew he would be safe. He dimly heard Aragorn crying out his name and then he heard nothing as the inky blackness finally took hold of him.
** Aragorn cried out in horror as he watched his friend fall to the ground. Aragorn turned and let out a war cry and cleaved the head the arrow welding orc. He barely paused, his anger and rage taking control as he worked his way through the army. Orc's began falling left and right none could stand against the rage he was feeling.
Soon not an orc was left alive, as Aragorn stood in the middle of the camp. Dropping the blade he ran over to his friends side and checked to make sure he was still alive. He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the pulse under his fingers.
Inspecting the wound, Aragorn was alarmed to see that the shaft had broken when Legolas had fallen, making it impossible to pull the arrow out. Knowing the only thing he could do now was get Legolas to safety he tore a small piece of cloth off his clothes and tied off the wound in order to stop the bleeding. Lifting Legolas into his arms, and ignoring his own bodies protest, he made his way into the forest. He kept moving not pausing to rest, knowing he had to get far away from the camp before more orcs showed up and they found themselves in more trouble. Finally when he was sure he was far enough away, Aragorn searched for a place to hide and found a small cave that they could hide in. It had only one opening and would be hard to spot at the dead of night.
Heading inside he laid Legolas down and then went back outside to clear away any signs that might show where they where hiding at. He went back inside the cave knowing that he would risk of being spotted, he lite a fire. Moving Legolas closer to the fire he sat back and finally let the days events roll over him.
Unable to hold back the anguish he felt, Aragorn let the tears fall. He cried for his dead friend, for himself, for Legolas. He cried for all the pain that he felt from the last few days. Finally the tears stopped and he focused now on his friend. Seeing that Legolas was still sleeping, Aragorn focused on the entrance of the cave to watch for any attackers. He vowed that no more of his friends would die at the hands of the orcs, as long as he was alive.