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Chapter 21
Otrinity immediately began to panic when she burst from the trees. High up on top of the Mirkwood gate ahead she could see him. A sword raised high above his head. She kicked up her front legs and whinnied at him, hoping with all her heart she could distract him.
She did, and he looked away from his target.
*
Legolas shut his tightly, waiting for the blow. It came, but not physically.
"The unicorn!" cried Helwar above him. Legolas immediately sat up and tried to see over the edge of the balcony facing out from the kingdom. However, Helwar's foot came down and pressed him gently to the floor.
"Stay here!" he hissed. He slowly walked away, still holding the long sword.
"Otrinity." cried Helwar to the mare. It has been a short time since we have last met. You haven't changed the least bit." Otrinity stamped angrily in reply.
'Legolas...' Legolas gasped when he heard the thought sent to him. 'Do it now!' Legolas hesitated at first. He could hear Otrinity's uneasy movements so well that he felt as though he could almost see her. The elf looked around before pushing himself into action.
He leaped up while Helwar still babbled on to Otrinity. He jumped high and swung his bonded arms ahead of him under his feet. Helwar still didn't notice. Like the speed of light he pulled a sword from a guard's sheath. Dodging the dives of aware men he took the sword and brought it down on Helwar's head.
He shut his eyes, not wanting to see the blood. He felt his sword hit something solid. He shuddered, feeling the blade tremble. He slowly opened his eyes.
"I do think that should be enough out of you." said Helwar, holding his sword up to Legolas's. The man dodged aside and shoved the tip of his sword under the hilt of the elf's. The sword flew from Legolas's hands and clattered to the side. His eyes followed it as it slid into a corner behind his father. "You really are quite an annoyance when it comes to heroism."
A sudden blast of heat and flame erupted from somewhere. Legolas was thrown backwards into the balcony wall. His neck suddenly exploded with a fiery pain that made his head buzz.
Before he passed out he could see large flames licking the trees.
*
Otrinity immediately bolted forward. Her hooves felt full of power and her legs full of energy. She took her breath in loud gasps. Anger and worry flared in her heart.
She stormed towards the gate, showing no mercy of her wrath. Her steps sounded like thunder against the sudden stones as she cascaded into the gate.
She appeared larger then she actually was. Her horn gleamed with white slivers of mist that cradled her body like a blanket.
The battle for Mirkwood had begun.
*
Thranduil was immediately abandoned due to the panic of the guards. At first he had fallen to the floor. He covered his head as flaming branches fell from the sky. Screams of fear and cries of war erupted from the invisible Mirkwood Elves below. Thranduil risked taking a glance at his son.
He was lying on his side back facing him. His head was bent down so his chin touched his chest. Thranduil squinted as smoke veiled over them. The sound of another explosion filled the air.
Before the smoke completely hid his sight of Legolas he could see Helwar approaching him with a shattered sword in his right hand.
Thranduil leapt off the ground like a cat on the hunt just a shattered branch landed below him. He grabbed a sword as from the ground as he rushed towards his son.
"For Breraw!" cried Helwar, his sword over his head. Thranduil skidded to a stop between the man and his son, who moaned slightly.
"Don't you dare touch him!" he cried, pushing with all his strength against the sword with his own as it came down.
"Out of the way!" commanded Helwar, attempting a push at the elf king. Thranduil felt his foot slid back a short distance.
Thranduil let go of his hold and ducked to the right. He checked Helwar into the smoke. With a cry, he disappeared. Thranduil turned to his son.
But he wasn't there.
*
Legolas pushed his hair out of his face as he ran. His head buzzed and his back felt numb. He found it hard to breathe at first but he soon grew used to it. He had been winded and something seemed to be embedded in his back. However, he couldn't see or feel what it was.
He ran blindly, not knowing which way he was headed. The world was shadowed over and flames spun here and there. He ran until his lungs hurt. He started to gasp and pant. His whole body felt cramped. He felt alone and frightened. His memory slowly started to slip from his mind. Shadows crept into his body. His arms and legs grew heavier.
Finally, he stumbled and fell. He rolled on down a very rough surface. When the tossing world suddenly stopped the smoke had gone but water in his eyes blurred the world from him. He couldn't think at all except for one word.
Otrinity.
Blackness.
Chapter 21
Otrinity immediately began to panic when she burst from the trees. High up on top of the Mirkwood gate ahead she could see him. A sword raised high above his head. She kicked up her front legs and whinnied at him, hoping with all her heart she could distract him.
She did, and he looked away from his target.
*
Legolas shut his tightly, waiting for the blow. It came, but not physically.
"The unicorn!" cried Helwar above him. Legolas immediately sat up and tried to see over the edge of the balcony facing out from the kingdom. However, Helwar's foot came down and pressed him gently to the floor.
"Stay here!" he hissed. He slowly walked away, still holding the long sword.
"Otrinity." cried Helwar to the mare. It has been a short time since we have last met. You haven't changed the least bit." Otrinity stamped angrily in reply.
'Legolas...' Legolas gasped when he heard the thought sent to him. 'Do it now!' Legolas hesitated at first. He could hear Otrinity's uneasy movements so well that he felt as though he could almost see her. The elf looked around before pushing himself into action.
He leaped up while Helwar still babbled on to Otrinity. He jumped high and swung his bonded arms ahead of him under his feet. Helwar still didn't notice. Like the speed of light he pulled a sword from a guard's sheath. Dodging the dives of aware men he took the sword and brought it down on Helwar's head.
He shut his eyes, not wanting to see the blood. He felt his sword hit something solid. He shuddered, feeling the blade tremble. He slowly opened his eyes.
"I do think that should be enough out of you." said Helwar, holding his sword up to Legolas's. The man dodged aside and shoved the tip of his sword under the hilt of the elf's. The sword flew from Legolas's hands and clattered to the side. His eyes followed it as it slid into a corner behind his father. "You really are quite an annoyance when it comes to heroism."
A sudden blast of heat and flame erupted from somewhere. Legolas was thrown backwards into the balcony wall. His neck suddenly exploded with a fiery pain that made his head buzz.
Before he passed out he could see large flames licking the trees.
*
Otrinity immediately bolted forward. Her hooves felt full of power and her legs full of energy. She took her breath in loud gasps. Anger and worry flared in her heart.
She stormed towards the gate, showing no mercy of her wrath. Her steps sounded like thunder against the sudden stones as she cascaded into the gate.
She appeared larger then she actually was. Her horn gleamed with white slivers of mist that cradled her body like a blanket.
The battle for Mirkwood had begun.
*
Thranduil was immediately abandoned due to the panic of the guards. At first he had fallen to the floor. He covered his head as flaming branches fell from the sky. Screams of fear and cries of war erupted from the invisible Mirkwood Elves below. Thranduil risked taking a glance at his son.
He was lying on his side back facing him. His head was bent down so his chin touched his chest. Thranduil squinted as smoke veiled over them. The sound of another explosion filled the air.
Before the smoke completely hid his sight of Legolas he could see Helwar approaching him with a shattered sword in his right hand.
Thranduil leapt off the ground like a cat on the hunt just a shattered branch landed below him. He grabbed a sword as from the ground as he rushed towards his son.
"For Breraw!" cried Helwar, his sword over his head. Thranduil skidded to a stop between the man and his son, who moaned slightly.
"Don't you dare touch him!" he cried, pushing with all his strength against the sword with his own as it came down.
"Out of the way!" commanded Helwar, attempting a push at the elf king. Thranduil felt his foot slid back a short distance.
Thranduil let go of his hold and ducked to the right. He checked Helwar into the smoke. With a cry, he disappeared. Thranduil turned to his son.
But he wasn't there.
*
Legolas pushed his hair out of his face as he ran. His head buzzed and his back felt numb. He found it hard to breathe at first but he soon grew used to it. He had been winded and something seemed to be embedded in his back. However, he couldn't see or feel what it was.
He ran blindly, not knowing which way he was headed. The world was shadowed over and flames spun here and there. He ran until his lungs hurt. He started to gasp and pant. His whole body felt cramped. He felt alone and frightened. His memory slowly started to slip from his mind. Shadows crept into his body. His arms and legs grew heavier.
Finally, he stumbled and fell. He rolled on down a very rough surface. When the tossing world suddenly stopped the smoke had gone but water in his eyes blurred the world from him. He couldn't think at all except for one word.
Otrinity.
Blackness.
