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Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
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Chapter 3
King of Gondor
Aragorn stood in his chamber, looking outside the window that revelaed the beauty of Gondor. He knew he was risking everything Gondor had worked hard for, but it was for a worthy cause.
The Elves were heartless and beastly. They kept to themselves and only helped those who helped them. If Gondor were to be in that great need of help, he knew that the elves would turn their backs and pretend the plea for help never happened. It was time that they paid...
A knock on the door revealed Boromir, the King's right-hand man.
"Our soldiers are prepared for the first battle, milord," Boromir told him.
"Good," Aragorn replied turning and facing Boromir. "We leave at Noon."
"Where will we attack?" Boromir asked.
"We won't attack," Aragorn replied, walking closer to Boromir. "A fort awaits us at Emyn Muil."
"Where?" Boromir asked.
"To the west of the Dead Marshes," Aragorn replied.
"That would give us the advantage and we could...," Boromir stopped and his eyes lit up.
"We could easily win if it were on a mountain terrain!" He said, and Aragorn nodded.
"But who is to build this fort?" Boromir asked. "It will take a long time for such thing to be built. The elves could attack us while we are building."
"That is already taken care of," Aragorn replied. "The people of Rohan have been building it for about six months now."
"My king!" Boromir said excitedly. "You have just won us the war! Hail to King Aragorn!" He screamed out loud.
Aragorn joined his excited laughter because Aragorn knew that his attack was well planned. The elves would expect them to make the first attack, but Aragorn knew better. They would be the defensive side.
"But be aware, my friend," Aragorn told Boromir, stopping his laughter. "The elves are keen, they would be able to find a weakness eventually, so when we battle for the first time, we must destroy them the first battle."
"And if we don't?" Boromir asked.
"Then are chances of winning grow thinner," Aragorn said with a frown.
"Then I assure you that our weakness will never have the chance occur," Boromir told Aragorn and then bowed to his Lord and left the room.
"Our hope lies on that fort," Aragorn said to himself. "And our hope is the strongest thing Gondor has left...".
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Deep in the caves of the Misty Mountains were two women. One was sitting a stone chair, while the other standing by her side.
The one sitting was dressed in black silk and had a crown made of diamond on top of the black hair atop her head. She was Larsa, the self titled Queen of Darkness.
The woman standing next her was her most trusted advisor, Sallery. She had blonde hair that went down to her shoulder blades. She was covered up with a black cloak made of velvet. On the cloak was the symbol of the Queen of Darkness. The symbol was a pentagram made of silver. Sallery wore the symbol proud.
Soon an orc entered the room, snarling and dripping spit. It walked up to the stone throne and bowed down before its Queen.
"What is the status of the war?" She asked.
"They said that the men and elves are going to war," the orc said, smiling and revealing sharp teeth.
"Why don't 'they' deliver the information themselves, milady," Sallery asked.
"Because they like to keep to themselves," the Queen replied. "But worry not, I keep my eye on them."
"Ah, yes," Sallery said. "I forget your third eye."
"Yes," she said. "It helps to decide who is trustworthy and who isn't."
"Anyway, forget the mess about 'them'," the Queen said. "This should be a time of celebration. The plan is coming along smoothly. Soon 'they' will get what they want and I will have what I want."
"Then victory is ours," Sallery said with a smile and followed her queen out of the throne room that was deep inside the Misty Mountains.
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See? No romance... just WAR! Muwahahahahhaha! Anyways, I thought I would let you know that all the places I mention and their locations are accurate, thanks to my LOTR book that has a map in the back and The Encyclopedia of Arda at:http://www.glyphweb.com/arda/
REVIEW! :-D
Power in the Shadows
(This one has nothing to do with my other Legolas FanFictions)
Type: Legolas Fic
Rating: R (Graphic war scenes; Inhumane Punishments)
Copyright: I don't own most of this.
Archive: I would be honored :)
Summary: AU-NO RING- Men and Elves in a battle for power, but there is an evil that manipulates the war in the shadows. Can Men and Elves stop the ultimate source of power? Or will the war destory them all?
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Chapter 3
King of Gondor
Aragorn stood in his chamber, looking outside the window that revelaed the beauty of Gondor. He knew he was risking everything Gondor had worked hard for, but it was for a worthy cause.
The Elves were heartless and beastly. They kept to themselves and only helped those who helped them. If Gondor were to be in that great need of help, he knew that the elves would turn their backs and pretend the plea for help never happened. It was time that they paid...
A knock on the door revealed Boromir, the King's right-hand man.
"Our soldiers are prepared for the first battle, milord," Boromir told him.
"Good," Aragorn replied turning and facing Boromir. "We leave at Noon."
"Where will we attack?" Boromir asked.
"We won't attack," Aragorn replied, walking closer to Boromir. "A fort awaits us at Emyn Muil."
"Where?" Boromir asked.
"To the west of the Dead Marshes," Aragorn replied.
"That would give us the advantage and we could...," Boromir stopped and his eyes lit up.
"We could easily win if it were on a mountain terrain!" He said, and Aragorn nodded.
"But who is to build this fort?" Boromir asked. "It will take a long time for such thing to be built. The elves could attack us while we are building."
"That is already taken care of," Aragorn replied. "The people of Rohan have been building it for about six months now."
"My king!" Boromir said excitedly. "You have just won us the war! Hail to King Aragorn!" He screamed out loud.
Aragorn joined his excited laughter because Aragorn knew that his attack was well planned. The elves would expect them to make the first attack, but Aragorn knew better. They would be the defensive side.
"But be aware, my friend," Aragorn told Boromir, stopping his laughter. "The elves are keen, they would be able to find a weakness eventually, so when we battle for the first time, we must destroy them the first battle."
"And if we don't?" Boromir asked.
"Then are chances of winning grow thinner," Aragorn said with a frown.
"Then I assure you that our weakness will never have the chance occur," Boromir told Aragorn and then bowed to his Lord and left the room.
"Our hope lies on that fort," Aragorn said to himself. "And our hope is the strongest thing Gondor has left...".
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Deep in the caves of the Misty Mountains were two women. One was sitting a stone chair, while the other standing by her side.
The one sitting was dressed in black silk and had a crown made of diamond on top of the black hair atop her head. She was Larsa, the self titled Queen of Darkness.
The woman standing next her was her most trusted advisor, Sallery. She had blonde hair that went down to her shoulder blades. She was covered up with a black cloak made of velvet. On the cloak was the symbol of the Queen of Darkness. The symbol was a pentagram made of silver. Sallery wore the symbol proud.
Soon an orc entered the room, snarling and dripping spit. It walked up to the stone throne and bowed down before its Queen.
"What is the status of the war?" She asked.
"They said that the men and elves are going to war," the orc said, smiling and revealing sharp teeth.
"Why don't 'they' deliver the information themselves, milady," Sallery asked.
"Because they like to keep to themselves," the Queen replied. "But worry not, I keep my eye on them."
"Ah, yes," Sallery said. "I forget your third eye."
"Yes," she said. "It helps to decide who is trustworthy and who isn't."
"Anyway, forget the mess about 'them'," the Queen said. "This should be a time of celebration. The plan is coming along smoothly. Soon 'they' will get what they want and I will have what I want."
"Then victory is ours," Sallery said with a smile and followed her queen out of the throne room that was deep inside the Misty Mountains.
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
See? No romance... just WAR! Muwahahahahhaha! Anyways, I thought I would let you know that all the places I mention and their locations are accurate, thanks to my LOTR book that has a map in the back and The Encyclopedia of Arda at:http://www.glyphweb.com/arda/
REVIEW! :-D