Chapter 21
Mylea peeked over Elrond's shoulder and actually experienced a fear she had never felt before. The look of that golden ring shimmering in the light was disheartening to say the very least. Mylea started to breath very heavily and began to step back. Arwen held onto her arm and pulled her close.
"He will kill us, that is what you are thinking?" Arwen whispered.
Mylea just nodded her head slowly. Then Legolas who soon placed his arm around her protectively jolted her. Saruman cackled and began to edge nearer to the house.
"You are not welcome here Saruman, and one way or another you will leave us." Gandalf spoke entering from the grounds.
"I will leave you all dead…unless…"
"What are you fishing for?" Elrond hollered.
"Give me the girl, Mylea and Lord Aragorn and this mess can be put aside dear friends."
"You will never take Mylea, while I am still standing!" Legolas yelled and pushed past Elrond.
"Legolas, no!" Mylea shouted.
Legolas sauntered over to Saruman and slid a hand upon his bow. Saruman arched an eyebrow and then looked back to Gandalf and Elrond.
"This is what I have waiting for me? Oh I thought you could have supplied me with many more, braver men or elves than this."
Legolas held no hesitation; he pulled his bow out and aimed for Saruman's head. Saruman swooped around and struck Legolas with the hand that held the ring and Legolas flew to the ground at least twelve yards from where they had stood.
Mylea hurtled herself from the doorway and leapt upon Saruman's back. All the fear that had resided in her before had shot like a bullet from her system when she saw Legolas thrown aside. She dug her fingernails into Saruman's skin and he flailed around, trying to throw her off.
Elrond and Arwen stood in shock and Aragorn ran to the library to retrieve his sword. Within five seconds he returned and ran out disregarding Arwen's pleas. Elrond pulled back on his daughter and began to call out to all that were inside the house.
"Arwen let him fight. We will not be able to run and hide from Saruman…he has the one ring. We must fight until we have nothing left to give out dear Arwen, for if he succeeds in finishing our lives, he will next be after the whole of Middle Earth." Elrond spoke gravely.
"Then we shall all fight father, and that includes me. I will not stand aside while you all risk your lives that may lead you to perish." Arwen said strongly.
"Arwen you know I would rather fall then see anything happen to you, but if it is in your heart to fight alongside everyone…then I will not stop you."
He grasped her as if it would be the last time he would ever look upon her. No one knew what the end of the night would bring each of them, but the hope of their safety was forfeit. The hope for the safety of all other inhabitants of Middle Earth grew stronger.
Soon every member of the household was spread across the grounds of fair Rivendell. A place that resembled such joy and security now looked like a battlefield. The trees seemed to weep as everyone began the fight that could finish their lives.
Saruman tossed Mylea to the ground and picked her up by her neck. He looked deeply into her eyes that resembled emerald stain glass windows. She was trying to escape his grasp by wiggling around violently. He took pleasure in seeing her struggle; it was a gift to him. He would be the one who killed to last of elves from Basill.
At that moment Aragorn took a blow at Saruman's heels with his sword point. Saruman yelled with pain and dropped Mylea with a thunderous howl. He turned to Aragorn and punched him across the face, knocking him over.
Arrows filled the air and one found a place in Saruman's lower spine. Saruman turned and dived towards the intruder who happened to be Haldir. Haldir rolled over the soft ground and met up with Elladan who squatted against a statue. Elladan swung his fist at Saruman, but Saruman caught his hand in mid swing.
"I see what you are thinking young, arrogant Elladan. You are wondering how an old wizard succeeded in stopping your hand, the hand of the strongest elf in Rivendell. Well I am stronger." Saruman condescendingly mumbled and pushed him to the ground.
Haldir came behind Saruman and pushed his arrow beneath Saruman's skin further. Saruman wailed for a moment, but then took a knife from his robe and stabbed Haldir in the shoulder. He then hurried from the two elves and ran back to his goal…Mylea.
Mylea stood, now holding her elven blade before her. She had her old determined glare back and was staring right at her attacker. She lifted her hand and curled her finger up, calling for Saruman to come to her. He charged towards her and met her sword point as before, in his side.
Saruman did not fall to the ground; he instead grabbed Mylea and flung her to the ground with a thud. She dropped her sword that lay just two feet away from her outstretched hand. He picked her up before she got herself all the way up from the ground and threw her over his shoulder.
Saruman began to head to the thick forest and cleared anyone that tried to interfere with his chosen path. He made it there and Mylea got toppled to the ground. She panted heavily and stumbled against a tree.
"Alone at last Mylea, I wanted it this way. Much easier if I do not have all those insignificant creatures around. This is our night Mylea…let us make it special, shall we?"
"What do you want from me? Why do you not plunge your knife into my throat like you have wanted for so long!" Mylea spoke shakily.
"Oh dear, now that you have caused me all this trouble, you think I want to make it easy for you? No…I think I have a better plan."
A sudden rustle in the trees could be heard no more than ten feet away. Saruman perked his ears and looked around. Suddenly two dark hooded figures came out in front of them. Elladan and Legolas tossed back their hoods and stared at Saruman.
"You did not think you would be truly alone, did you?" Legolas mused.
"Ah, so you have brought Elladan Legolas. I assumed that you two would not stand by one another ever again after the tryst you two had."
"That is not important Saruman, Mylea is." Elladan spoke up.
Saruman smirked and looked from the two-elven men to Mylea. She seemed just as shocked to see them together as Saruman. Then a sudden plot shaped in Saruman's mindset, his grin broadened. He would be able to pin Legolas and Elladan against one another once more oh so easily.
