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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 5
Death of Allies
It was three nights later of non-stop riding that Legolas and his men reached Emyn Muil. They had kept as far east of the Anduin as they possibly could, keeping close to the Misty Mountains.
They eventualy came to Fangorn forest the second night, and rode to the east of it not wanting to come in contact with any unfriendly ents or orcs that were rumored to inhabit the mysterious forest.
"Are we nearing, my prince?" A tall elf asked when Legolas stopped the group so they could rest a little.
He saw Legolas looking at a map, so he thought this a good time to ask him.
"Yes," Legolas responded. "But now that we are closer, you need to be even more on guard."
"Yes, milord," the elf said and turned to inform the other six.
Legolas had a bad feeling about all of this. They were in between two human inhabitants and it made him uneasy. Roughly to the east is Emyn Muil was where the humans were building a fort, and to the east was Rohan. Currently the elves were on Rohan terrotiry. They were on the Wold, which was out in the open so they would easily be spotted. But Legolas had faith that this was safe enough. He didn't plan on staying there very long though. He folded up the map and sighed, placing it in the bag that was attatched to his horses saddle.
He finally turned to his men and nodded. They all mounted theire horses and headed east to Emyn Muil. Legolas suspected that if the rumors were true, then Gondor would build the fort on the northern parts, close to the river. It would be dangerous to buil it to the south because the Falls of Rauros threatened floods and that could weaken them.
Legolas pulled out his map again and glanced of what little details it held about Emyn Muil. He knew they had to travel a few miles north of the Sarn Gebir, but how would they cross the river unoticed? It was then that Legolas stopped thinking of this and took a look on his actions.
He was so unsure of himself, but the past couple of days proved something to himself... He could actualy do it. He was planning all of this out and so far it was working. Maybe Aduialaha was right... maybe it was in his blood to do this...
Legolas stopped his horse and decided this was as far as they could go on horseback. He dismounted and the seven soldiers followed. The reached the wide Anduin and ot their suprise there was a large complex sitting on top of the mountain terrain. Legolas would do anything for a closer look, but the rock that lifted itself out of the Anduin's waters were to high.
Watch towers were everywhere. Guards were patroling the area for spies... The men didn't want to take a chance and made this very obvious to the elves when they saw a small group of trees in front of the complex chopped down and left to rot. They trees weren't even being used for fire wood. This angered the wood elves, mostly because they knew thta trees had souls themselves, but they couldn't do anything about it.
Soon a horn was sounded and Legolas threw his vision to the others he were all crouching and looking with him.
"What do you think that was?" Legolas asked.
"I believe they have spotted us!" Said an elf pointing to some guards running towards the Anduin.
Legolas was about to tell them to run when a wave of arrows fell from the sky and landed either in the river, or near the shore.
One of the arrows managed to hit the tall elf, that informed the others about their progress earlier, in his stomach. It had pierced it way through and to the other side. The elf yelled out in pain. Legolas and the other ran to his aid when another wave of arrows flew in. This time they all managed to escape them without being hit.
Legolas and two of the hooded elves grabbed him and started to drag him with them.
"No!" He yelled, coughing up blood. "Leave me! I'm only slowing you down... they will catch you!"
"Your crazy!" Said another elf.
"Leave me!" He yelled back.
"We can't do that," Legolas told him and continnued dragging at a slow pace.
"If you won't leave me," he said knocking Legolas and the others aside. "I'll do it myself."
He then ran, which consisted of more limping, to the Anduin and took a great jump and plumeted to his doom.
Legolas sat on the ground where he was pushed down, eyes open with terror. Why did that elf just jump to his death? Was it because he was only thinking of the welfare for the group? Or was it because he knew he wouldn't pull through because of the wound.
Another wave of arrows flew in. Now there were many archers standing at the rivers edge firing at the scouts. It hit two of the other elves in vunerable ares of the neck and they died instantly. There were only four soldier left, along with Legolas.
They all ran for their lives... but they were soon stopped by a line of five warriors armed with swords. They all seemed to suspect this... they all seemed to know excatly where the elves would be... This had been a trap!
The five elves drew what weapons they had... daggers and shortswords and prepared for battle.
The men weren't to skilled, and their armor was thin. Apparently Gondor didn't want to waste the better made armor on something as 'weak' as an elf. But despite their thin appearances and pale complections, elves were warriors by instinct.
One of the four people left alive lunged at a warrior and jabbed a dagger in the neck, were the armor was most vunerable. But another warrior jumped behind him and run him through with a sword. He gasped for a second, but the slid off the sound and landed facedown on the ground.
Four down... and they had limited weapons... Legolas only had two daggers and a sword... he had to use them wisely...
He grabbed the daggers and motioned for the other three to followed. They blindly attacked, but two of the three managed to kill, while the other was defeated.
He had ducked under a blow and moved to the back of his attacker and stabbed him in the middle of his back. But another warrior stuck his sword through his stomach and the elf just fell on his knees and eventualy died.
Two warriors remained, and the archers that lined the Anduin's edge were preparing to fire again.
Legolas grabbed the first fallen elf's dagger from the dead warriors neck and skillfully aimed and threw it. It managed to hit a one of the two in the leg, but it didn't seem to stop him.
One of the two elves that survived just jumped forward and shoved his dagger through the man's helmet, while he was concentrating on the knife that had hit his knee. But the elf knew that he would be killed by the other man. Another sacrafice...
When the elf fell to the ground he whispered something that tore Legolas' heart, "For the Prince..."
Why for Legolas? The least liked son of Mirkwood, the least talented in the arts of war... the nothing... Why did people have to die?
Legolas turned to his last soldier that remained alive and it nodded under it's cloak. It lunged at the last warrior and defended all of his blows while Legolas caught him off guard and stabbed him in the back of his neck.
The small battle was through and only two out of eight that departed survived. The two elves grabbed what weapons they could and fled back to their horses.
The slapped the other six on the rear, letting them run away so they wouldn't be slain. Gods only knew what the men of Gondor would do to them if they would remain...
They mounted their horses and made the take off as fast as they could go, not looking back... trying to forget...
Legolas looked over at his remaining companion... it was as if they had a special bond now because they were the only survivors... Legolas looked ahead and then back again and saw what he didn't expect. The wind blowing against the hood of his companion pulled it down revealing the face of a girl.
She looked at him... frightened... obviously she had snuck into the party because women weren't allowed ot battle in Mirkwood. This was against the laws and would send her to punishment. But would Legolas turn her in? Legolas didn't have time to question her because they were being chased.
Up ahead was Fangorn forest... Legolas knew they had to risk going in there for safety. But there was one thing that got in their way.
It was a warrior on a horse. It wielded a large sword and was covered in black armor with the sign of Gondor on it. Legolas and the girl stopped a few yards in front of him and feared the worst.
"So," he said through the mask. "There is a Prince before me."
"We know not of what you speak," the girl said. "We are travelors from Rohan."
"I doubt that young one," said the man. "I recall the last elves that walked through Rohan were burned. It is highly unlikely that you would just simply walk through."
"Then is it a battle you wish for?" She asked.'
"If you want to pass," the man said, dismounting his horse and holding his sword up.
The girl looked over at Legolas and she knew what she had to do.
"Run!" She told Legolas. "Save yourself! I'll handle this."
She jumped off her horse and drew a short sword from its sheath at her side.
Legolas didn't move in inch. He wasn't going to leabe this girl on her own. Up against this warrior with apparent high rank she sood little chance of winning. But she looked at him with scared eyes and told him what he should do...
"Leave!" She cried. "Don't let my death be in vain!"
The warrior then lunged at her, but she blocked the attack. She then managed to kick the warrior in black backwards and tell Legolas again.
"Leave, damn you!" She cried. "If you don't leave all of this would be a waste!"
Legolas then took the wish of the girl... her final request... He kicked his horses sides and he took off into the night, leaving the girl elf for her certain death...
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 5
Death of Allies
It was three nights later of non-stop riding that Legolas and his men reached Emyn Muil. They had kept as far east of the Anduin as they possibly could, keeping close to the Misty Mountains.
They eventualy came to Fangorn forest the second night, and rode to the east of it not wanting to come in contact with any unfriendly ents or orcs that were rumored to inhabit the mysterious forest.
"Are we nearing, my prince?" A tall elf asked when Legolas stopped the group so they could rest a little.
He saw Legolas looking at a map, so he thought this a good time to ask him.
"Yes," Legolas responded. "But now that we are closer, you need to be even more on guard."
"Yes, milord," the elf said and turned to inform the other six.
Legolas had a bad feeling about all of this. They were in between two human inhabitants and it made him uneasy. Roughly to the east is Emyn Muil was where the humans were building a fort, and to the east was Rohan. Currently the elves were on Rohan terrotiry. They were on the Wold, which was out in the open so they would easily be spotted. But Legolas had faith that this was safe enough. He didn't plan on staying there very long though. He folded up the map and sighed, placing it in the bag that was attatched to his horses saddle.
He finally turned to his men and nodded. They all mounted theire horses and headed east to Emyn Muil. Legolas suspected that if the rumors were true, then Gondor would build the fort on the northern parts, close to the river. It would be dangerous to buil it to the south because the Falls of Rauros threatened floods and that could weaken them.
Legolas pulled out his map again and glanced of what little details it held about Emyn Muil. He knew they had to travel a few miles north of the Sarn Gebir, but how would they cross the river unoticed? It was then that Legolas stopped thinking of this and took a look on his actions.
He was so unsure of himself, but the past couple of days proved something to himself... He could actualy do it. He was planning all of this out and so far it was working. Maybe Aduialaha was right... maybe it was in his blood to do this...
Legolas stopped his horse and decided this was as far as they could go on horseback. He dismounted and the seven soldiers followed. The reached the wide Anduin and ot their suprise there was a large complex sitting on top of the mountain terrain. Legolas would do anything for a closer look, but the rock that lifted itself out of the Anduin's waters were to high.
Watch towers were everywhere. Guards were patroling the area for spies... The men didn't want to take a chance and made this very obvious to the elves when they saw a small group of trees in front of the complex chopped down and left to rot. They trees weren't even being used for fire wood. This angered the wood elves, mostly because they knew thta trees had souls themselves, but they couldn't do anything about it.
Soon a horn was sounded and Legolas threw his vision to the others he were all crouching and looking with him.
"What do you think that was?" Legolas asked.
"I believe they have spotted us!" Said an elf pointing to some guards running towards the Anduin.
Legolas was about to tell them to run when a wave of arrows fell from the sky and landed either in the river, or near the shore.
One of the arrows managed to hit the tall elf, that informed the others about their progress earlier, in his stomach. It had pierced it way through and to the other side. The elf yelled out in pain. Legolas and the other ran to his aid when another wave of arrows flew in. This time they all managed to escape them without being hit.
Legolas and two of the hooded elves grabbed him and started to drag him with them.
"No!" He yelled, coughing up blood. "Leave me! I'm only slowing you down... they will catch you!"
"Your crazy!" Said another elf.
"Leave me!" He yelled back.
"We can't do that," Legolas told him and continnued dragging at a slow pace.
"If you won't leave me," he said knocking Legolas and the others aside. "I'll do it myself."
He then ran, which consisted of more limping, to the Anduin and took a great jump and plumeted to his doom.
Legolas sat on the ground where he was pushed down, eyes open with terror. Why did that elf just jump to his death? Was it because he was only thinking of the welfare for the group? Or was it because he knew he wouldn't pull through because of the wound.
Another wave of arrows flew in. Now there were many archers standing at the rivers edge firing at the scouts. It hit two of the other elves in vunerable ares of the neck and they died instantly. There were only four soldier left, along with Legolas.
They all ran for their lives... but they were soon stopped by a line of five warriors armed with swords. They all seemed to suspect this... they all seemed to know excatly where the elves would be... This had been a trap!
The five elves drew what weapons they had... daggers and shortswords and prepared for battle.
The men weren't to skilled, and their armor was thin. Apparently Gondor didn't want to waste the better made armor on something as 'weak' as an elf. But despite their thin appearances and pale complections, elves were warriors by instinct.
One of the four people left alive lunged at a warrior and jabbed a dagger in the neck, were the armor was most vunerable. But another warrior jumped behind him and run him through with a sword. He gasped for a second, but the slid off the sound and landed facedown on the ground.
Four down... and they had limited weapons... Legolas only had two daggers and a sword... he had to use them wisely...
He grabbed the daggers and motioned for the other three to followed. They blindly attacked, but two of the three managed to kill, while the other was defeated.
He had ducked under a blow and moved to the back of his attacker and stabbed him in the middle of his back. But another warrior stuck his sword through his stomach and the elf just fell on his knees and eventualy died.
Two warriors remained, and the archers that lined the Anduin's edge were preparing to fire again.
Legolas grabbed the first fallen elf's dagger from the dead warriors neck and skillfully aimed and threw it. It managed to hit a one of the two in the leg, but it didn't seem to stop him.
One of the two elves that survived just jumped forward and shoved his dagger through the man's helmet, while he was concentrating on the knife that had hit his knee. But the elf knew that he would be killed by the other man. Another sacrafice...
When the elf fell to the ground he whispered something that tore Legolas' heart, "For the Prince..."
Why for Legolas? The least liked son of Mirkwood, the least talented in the arts of war... the nothing... Why did people have to die?
Legolas turned to his last soldier that remained alive and it nodded under it's cloak. It lunged at the last warrior and defended all of his blows while Legolas caught him off guard and stabbed him in the back of his neck.
The small battle was through and only two out of eight that departed survived. The two elves grabbed what weapons they could and fled back to their horses.
The slapped the other six on the rear, letting them run away so they wouldn't be slain. Gods only knew what the men of Gondor would do to them if they would remain...
They mounted their horses and made the take off as fast as they could go, not looking back... trying to forget...
Legolas looked over at his remaining companion... it was as if they had a special bond now because they were the only survivors... Legolas looked ahead and then back again and saw what he didn't expect. The wind blowing against the hood of his companion pulled it down revealing the face of a girl.
She looked at him... frightened... obviously she had snuck into the party because women weren't allowed ot battle in Mirkwood. This was against the laws and would send her to punishment. But would Legolas turn her in? Legolas didn't have time to question her because they were being chased.
Up ahead was Fangorn forest... Legolas knew they had to risk going in there for safety. But there was one thing that got in their way.
It was a warrior on a horse. It wielded a large sword and was covered in black armor with the sign of Gondor on it. Legolas and the girl stopped a few yards in front of him and feared the worst.
"So," he said through the mask. "There is a Prince before me."
"We know not of what you speak," the girl said. "We are travelors from Rohan."
"I doubt that young one," said the man. "I recall the last elves that walked through Rohan were burned. It is highly unlikely that you would just simply walk through."
"Then is it a battle you wish for?" She asked.'
"If you want to pass," the man said, dismounting his horse and holding his sword up.
The girl looked over at Legolas and she knew what she had to do.
"Run!" She told Legolas. "Save yourself! I'll handle this."
She jumped off her horse and drew a short sword from its sheath at her side.
Legolas didn't move in inch. He wasn't going to leabe this girl on her own. Up against this warrior with apparent high rank she sood little chance of winning. But she looked at him with scared eyes and told him what he should do...
"Leave!" She cried. "Don't let my death be in vain!"
The warrior then lunged at her, but she blocked the attack. She then managed to kick the warrior in black backwards and tell Legolas again.
"Leave, damn you!" She cried. "If you don't leave all of this would be a waste!"
Legolas then took the wish of the girl... her final request... He kicked his horses sides and he took off into the night, leaving the girl elf for her certain death...