Quick Note:  "Im Mel Li" means I love thee in elvish, also I just want to thank everyone who has read this far. You are all very wonderful and I have appreciated your comments immensely.

Chapter 14

          Legolas kicked at the door then sat on the floor and held his head in his hands. Gandalf and Aragorn sat on either side of him, trying to comfort him as best they could.

          "She cannot do this alone." Legolas spoke.

          "She is very strong lad, she might surprise you." Gimli contributed.

          "Gandalf, is there nothing you can do?" Aragorn asked.

          The old wizard stared at the iron clad doors and thought. He was a wizard, but not as powerful as Saruman. He kept looking and said nothing for moments that seemed like hours. Then he finally stood and held his staff steady.

          "I will try everything in my power; let us see if we cannot get to Mylea."

          At this Gimli hollered in new hope and Legolas jumped to his feet. They all stood surrounding Gandalf as he meticulously went to work.

          "So we are alone now." Saruman spoke and started to circle around Mylea.

          "I prefer it this way."

          "As do I." Saruman answered and stopped in front of Mylea's face.

          "Before I battle you, I have one last question." Mylea said, looking straight into Saruman's eyes.

          "I will grant you that."

          "Why did you kill them?"

          Saruman looked from her face to the ground and seemed to be turning wheels in his mind. It seemed that the lives he had taken so long ago were not even worth remembrance. Tears welled in Mylea's eyes and she could not hold them back any longer. A single tear fell from her right eye and found its way to her parted lips.

          "I had to kill them; they were simply in the way. To tell you the truth of the matter…they were becoming too strong. It was good I took them when I did, or we might not be having this little meeting that I am enjoying so much. Your family was going to join with Lothlorien in sabotaging my plans!"

          At this he started to laugh and it echoed throughout the dark room. Mylea spoke no words, but tears now streamed down her face. Saruman noticed and it only made him the more exhilarant.

          "What fools they were, elves…thought they could take on the most powerful wizard in existence! And now you…you think you can avenge them? You will be joining them shortly!"

          "I do not fear you!" Mylea suddenly yelled and pulled her sword out, pointing it at Saruman's chest.

          "Ah, smart little elf." Saruman mused and then chanted a curse that made Mylea fly into the air.

          Mylea slammed against the doors and fell to the ground. Her back ached with pain but she pushed herself up again.

          "So you do not wish to fight fair? You will not fight me face to face, no magic?" Mylea dared.

          "Silly elf, you think you will trick me now, never!"

          The others gathered outside had heard Mylea thrash against the doors and were rushing Gandalf even more. A dark shadow was passing in Gandalf's heart as well and he kept chanting and banging his staff against the doors, hoping for a miracle.

          "Please hurry." Aragorn spoke.

          Legolas came to the door and placed his head upon it. He listened to hear if Mylea was still alive. He could hear a faint yell every so often, which brought little relief.

          "Mylea! Do not give up!" Legolas yelled through the doors.

          Mylea ran towards Saruman blindly and thrust her sword at him once more, trying to block out the sound of his voice. She only opened her eyes when she felt the blade go into his skin.

          Mylea looked wide-eyed at what she had just done. She had punctured Saruman's arm which was now bleeding freely. Saruman looked at her with disgust and pushed her into the ground. She scuffled back up and faced him once more.

          "You have had your fun." Saruman spoke and pointed his staff at her.

          The next moment she was being banged over and over on the ground and even after he had stopped, she could not move for a while. Saruman took this to his advantage and hovered over her.

          "You stupid creature! I should have killed you as soon as you arrived instead of giving you the chance to speak."

          All of a sudden Mylea swung her sword at his feet and he plunged to the ground along side her. She tried getting up, but was very weak. Saruman had come to his feet before she even had the chance.

          "It is done!" Saruman spoke with furry.

          "It will never end, there will be others, and you will come to a tragic end." Mylea said in a frail voice.

          Saruman growled and thrust his staff at her stomach. All the air left her body and she gasped, but fell into a sleep. Her eyes closed and all breath of life ceased. She lay lifeless on the cold hard ground.

          At that moment the doors swung open and Gandalf as well as everyone else ran in. Gandalf gasped at the sight before them. He clutched onto Aragorn for support.

          "You are too late, she is dead." Saruman spoke with delight.

          "You bastard! You took the life of an innocent!" Aragorn yelled.

          Legolas had spoken nothing, but ran to Mylea's body. He fell to his knees and held Mylea in his arms. Blood ran down her lips and a bruise appeared on her forehead. Legolas held her tightly and started to rock back and forth in sorrow.

          "Please Mylea, do not leave me…" He spoke and tears fell from his eyes.

          "You waste your time elf!" Saruman cackled.

          Legolas seemed to not hear him though; he kept silent and held Mylea to his chest.

          "Im Mel Li Mylea." He whispered.

          Suddenly a cough came from Mylea. She gasped for air and slowly fluttered her eyes open. Legolas' tears came down onto Mylea's fair complexion. She stared up at Legolas and everyone was silent.

          "Mylea?" Legolas whispered.

          "Legolas? How did you…"

          "Shhh…I'm here now." He spoke with a warm smile and embraced her.

          "It is a miracle!" Gimli hollered.

          "Get out of my way; I am going to finish what I started!" Saruman yelled and pushed through the onlookers.

          Saruman did not expect that Gandalf would trip him with his staff and send him facedown into the floor. As Saruman looked back up at Gandalf, Gandalf started to chant and had taken hold of Saruman's staff.

          Saruman screamed and Gandalf sent him in the air and into the ceiling. Saruman came back down and hit the floor with a large thud. He laid there motionless for some time. Gandalf and others stood above him ready to attack when he came around.