Reviews: EMerald Queen and Daylight, thanx a lot for the reviews! I really
appreciate them and I'm trying my best to take your suggestions and making
the chapters longer.
And to answer your question(s), EMerald Queen, I'm not planning on this story going on through the whole trilogy. And, as for Legolas leaving them while Gollum was still up a tree, he set guards around Gollum, so he had no need to stay there.
Disclaimer: See first/second chapter
"Orcs Are Upon Us!"
"My prince, orcs are upon us!" cried Celebfindel, when he turned to see Legolas alight out of a great oak.
"Yrch!" Legolas growled. It must be the doing of that beast!"
He turned to survey the land about him. It was a small clearing where the trees were still young, so the pale moonlight shone slightly through the canopy of leaves above. Many tall bushes surrounded the area where the elves stood, making it perfect for an ambush.
Legolas realized this. "This area is too dangerous for us to remain here. If the yrch find us, they'll be able to surround us with only a small ambush. Let us move!"
Just then, a troupe of orcs appeared out of the brush, their yellow eyes glinting in the pale light. They drew their crude knives and leapt out clumsily at the stunned elves.
"Shoot!" Legolas cried as he strung two arrows and let them loose, each finding their target in an orc throat. His men (or rather elves) followed suit.
A shower of elven arrows rained down upon the dull creatures. All fell dead within minutes with arrows embedded in his throat.
Suddenly, another storm of orcs, one even greater in number than the previous one, shot out of the brush and trees, taking advantage of the distracted elves.
The elves rose quickly, standing around their prince, forming a living shield. They strung their bows with hands that flew quicker than sight and let loose another shower of arrows upon their foe.
This time, however, the orcs were prepared. Raising their crude shields in defense, they charged forward, coarse knives in hand. They launched themselves upon the archers, who scattered, breaking the shield that protected Legolas.
Legolas drew his knife and brought it crashing down on the skull of the orc closest to him. He spun again, knife dancing in his hand, slicing away at the foul creatures. Dark blood flew through the air, splattering his golden hair and white face with the rank liquid, though he seemed unaware, for the heat of war was in him and its fire burned in his eyes, soul and fingers.
"Behind you!"
Legolas spun, in time to catch sight of an orc swinging its crude knife wildly at the prince's head. The prince ducked quickly, causing the unsuspecting orc to behead one of its kinsmen. Catching sight of this distraction, Legolas quickly plunged his knife deep into the foul creature. A river of putrid black blood gushed out onto his arm. Another swarm of orcs rushed up, but the elves, finally coming to their senses, sprang before their prince, shielding him while loosening arrows at the same time.
Suddenly, a piercing cry shot through the air. Though all heard it, none heeded it, for it was probably was just another battle going on elsewhere in the forest.
Those that hadn't already drawn their knives did, and leapt at the orcs. The foul and stupid creatures, alarmed by the elves' quick movement, stepped back, only to receive a knife plunged deep into their abdomens.
The remaining orcs, seeing that their kin had fallen so quickly, fled in terror and in hate of the elves.
Hope this is a little longer and more detailed than the previous chapter(s). Review (or flame me)! Let me know of your opinions, ideas, comments, etc. And if you notice any mistakes (such as in details or spelling), please tell me, either by review or email. Email me at silwenaurdomiel@yahoo.com! Read on!
And to answer your question(s), EMerald Queen, I'm not planning on this story going on through the whole trilogy. And, as for Legolas leaving them while Gollum was still up a tree, he set guards around Gollum, so he had no need to stay there.
Disclaimer: See first/second chapter
"Orcs Are Upon Us!"
"My prince, orcs are upon us!" cried Celebfindel, when he turned to see Legolas alight out of a great oak.
"Yrch!" Legolas growled. It must be the doing of that beast!"
He turned to survey the land about him. It was a small clearing where the trees were still young, so the pale moonlight shone slightly through the canopy of leaves above. Many tall bushes surrounded the area where the elves stood, making it perfect for an ambush.
Legolas realized this. "This area is too dangerous for us to remain here. If the yrch find us, they'll be able to surround us with only a small ambush. Let us move!"
Just then, a troupe of orcs appeared out of the brush, their yellow eyes glinting in the pale light. They drew their crude knives and leapt out clumsily at the stunned elves.
"Shoot!" Legolas cried as he strung two arrows and let them loose, each finding their target in an orc throat. His men (or rather elves) followed suit.
A shower of elven arrows rained down upon the dull creatures. All fell dead within minutes with arrows embedded in his throat.
Suddenly, another storm of orcs, one even greater in number than the previous one, shot out of the brush and trees, taking advantage of the distracted elves.
The elves rose quickly, standing around their prince, forming a living shield. They strung their bows with hands that flew quicker than sight and let loose another shower of arrows upon their foe.
This time, however, the orcs were prepared. Raising their crude shields in defense, they charged forward, coarse knives in hand. They launched themselves upon the archers, who scattered, breaking the shield that protected Legolas.
Legolas drew his knife and brought it crashing down on the skull of the orc closest to him. He spun again, knife dancing in his hand, slicing away at the foul creatures. Dark blood flew through the air, splattering his golden hair and white face with the rank liquid, though he seemed unaware, for the heat of war was in him and its fire burned in his eyes, soul and fingers.
"Behind you!"
Legolas spun, in time to catch sight of an orc swinging its crude knife wildly at the prince's head. The prince ducked quickly, causing the unsuspecting orc to behead one of its kinsmen. Catching sight of this distraction, Legolas quickly plunged his knife deep into the foul creature. A river of putrid black blood gushed out onto his arm. Another swarm of orcs rushed up, but the elves, finally coming to their senses, sprang before their prince, shielding him while loosening arrows at the same time.
Suddenly, a piercing cry shot through the air. Though all heard it, none heeded it, for it was probably was just another battle going on elsewhere in the forest.
Those that hadn't already drawn their knives did, and leapt at the orcs. The foul and stupid creatures, alarmed by the elves' quick movement, stepped back, only to receive a knife plunged deep into their abdomens.
The remaining orcs, seeing that their kin had fallen so quickly, fled in terror and in hate of the elves.
Hope this is a little longer and more detailed than the previous chapter(s). Review (or flame me)! Let me know of your opinions, ideas, comments, etc. And if you notice any mistakes (such as in details or spelling), please tell me, either by review or email. Email me at silwenaurdomiel@yahoo.com! Read on!
