She ran swiftly through the trees, jumping over fallen logs and dodging low-
hanging branches. Stopping back at the Fellowship's camp, she retrieved her
cloak and sword that Aragorn had taken from her earlier.
The Uruks were drawing closer; they would soon be upon them. And then the batter would begin. The Ring would be hers, and those eyes that had been haunting her in her dreams would be put out.
With extra ordinary speed, Burzum went deeper and deeper into the forest. Shortly, she came upon a large company of orcs. They halted when the reached her. Burzum whistled shortly and a great black stallion came galloping up from the ranks. It stopped and reared in front of her. Burzum hooked her foot in the stirrup and swung herself over the horse. A shadowy black figure a top a great black horse; she was a menacing sight.
"Forward!" she cried as she thrust her sword forward.
The giant Uruk-Hai leapt forward and surged around the figure of darkness as a wave swells onto the shore.
* * * *
There were orcs everywhere. Legolas was rattling off arrows relentlessly. How could there be so many? Another and another came rushing at him. Suddenly he heard a cold, raspy voice coming from just over the hill.
"Halflings!" it cried, "Find the Halflings!"
Then as Legolas turned, and awesome cloaked figure upon a magnificent black horse appeared over the crest of the hill. The face of the rider was shrouded in darkness and with two glowing pinpricks of fire hidden amongst the depths. The horse and rider swiveled their heads towards Legolas and as they came down the knoll the rider unsheathed its sword with a sharp, clear ring.
Legolas could not see as well as he would have liked in the dusk, but he knew who was slowly advancing upon him. The little girl he had flirted with death for; Kama; Burzum; Darkness.
How ironic, he thought, that he was now forced to confront the one person he had once fought viciously to protect.
Burzum drew closer and Legolas came out of his trance. He loaded and arrow and reluctantly shot at the shadow. She ducked and the arrow whizzed harmlessly past.
Legolas did his best to put it in his mind that this was an enemy to kill, not a sweet little girl. It was kill or be killed. He loaded another arrow, aimed, and fired. Burzum swung her sword out in front of her and deflected the arrow away.
With growing anger, he fired shots more rapidly and with as much accuracy as he could muster. Burzum kept coming through; like the darkness of night slowly creeping into the corners of the world. And just like the night, all at once she was upon him, slashing and slicing she hacked at Legolas with vengeance. He did his best to defend himself with the cloaked horsewoman, but he was always on the defensive.
All at once, Burzum jumped off her horse to face Legolas on the ground. She hardly gave him any time to react, for as soon as her feet were on the ground she came after him with her sword pulsed.
The two raged on for what seemed like hors. The sun was beginning to set over the hill, but neither warrior relented.
Aragorn and Gimli then came upon them. They saw the distress that Legolas was in and ran to help him.
The sun glinted through the tree tops and for a brief moment Legolas faltered. Burzum seized this opportunity and sunk her sword deep into Legolas's abdomen.
Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. He fell to his knees and looked up. Burzum turned swiftly and remounted her stead. She whirled the horse around and spurred him back over the hill. When she reached the top she stopped, threw back her hood and reared up. As Legolas slipped into unconsciousness he watched the woman of darkness ride off and disappear into the sunset.
The Uruks were drawing closer; they would soon be upon them. And then the batter would begin. The Ring would be hers, and those eyes that had been haunting her in her dreams would be put out.
With extra ordinary speed, Burzum went deeper and deeper into the forest. Shortly, she came upon a large company of orcs. They halted when the reached her. Burzum whistled shortly and a great black stallion came galloping up from the ranks. It stopped and reared in front of her. Burzum hooked her foot in the stirrup and swung herself over the horse. A shadowy black figure a top a great black horse; she was a menacing sight.
"Forward!" she cried as she thrust her sword forward.
The giant Uruk-Hai leapt forward and surged around the figure of darkness as a wave swells onto the shore.
* * * *
There were orcs everywhere. Legolas was rattling off arrows relentlessly. How could there be so many? Another and another came rushing at him. Suddenly he heard a cold, raspy voice coming from just over the hill.
"Halflings!" it cried, "Find the Halflings!"
Then as Legolas turned, and awesome cloaked figure upon a magnificent black horse appeared over the crest of the hill. The face of the rider was shrouded in darkness and with two glowing pinpricks of fire hidden amongst the depths. The horse and rider swiveled their heads towards Legolas and as they came down the knoll the rider unsheathed its sword with a sharp, clear ring.
Legolas could not see as well as he would have liked in the dusk, but he knew who was slowly advancing upon him. The little girl he had flirted with death for; Kama; Burzum; Darkness.
How ironic, he thought, that he was now forced to confront the one person he had once fought viciously to protect.
Burzum drew closer and Legolas came out of his trance. He loaded and arrow and reluctantly shot at the shadow. She ducked and the arrow whizzed harmlessly past.
Legolas did his best to put it in his mind that this was an enemy to kill, not a sweet little girl. It was kill or be killed. He loaded another arrow, aimed, and fired. Burzum swung her sword out in front of her and deflected the arrow away.
With growing anger, he fired shots more rapidly and with as much accuracy as he could muster. Burzum kept coming through; like the darkness of night slowly creeping into the corners of the world. And just like the night, all at once she was upon him, slashing and slicing she hacked at Legolas with vengeance. He did his best to defend himself with the cloaked horsewoman, but he was always on the defensive.
All at once, Burzum jumped off her horse to face Legolas on the ground. She hardly gave him any time to react, for as soon as her feet were on the ground she came after him with her sword pulsed.
The two raged on for what seemed like hors. The sun was beginning to set over the hill, but neither warrior relented.
Aragorn and Gimli then came upon them. They saw the distress that Legolas was in and ran to help him.
The sun glinted through the tree tops and for a brief moment Legolas faltered. Burzum seized this opportunity and sunk her sword deep into Legolas's abdomen.
Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. He fell to his knees and looked up. Burzum turned swiftly and remounted her stead. She whirled the horse around and spurred him back over the hill. When she reached the top she stopped, threw back her hood and reared up. As Legolas slipped into unconsciousness he watched the woman of darkness ride off and disappear into the sunset.