Hello again!
I know I spared you last chap. by not having a little note on top, but right now I need an excuse to not do my english exam, from the english teacher from HADES thank you very much! Anyways, I know I've kinda drifted from only being told in Legolas's and Rainia's POV's, no need to remind me there!!! Also all the crap that sucks is mine, everything else is Tolkien's.
Thanks again for r/r!!
Love ya!
Arwen
Aragorn became impatient, they had waited too long for Rainia to recover, they were loosing time. Nowadays time was everything. Slowly he made his way into her room, determined to leave once and for all. He noted Legolas sitting besides her, he had done that ever since Lady Galadriel had talked to him, it was as if she asked him to, but he did not seem at all unhappy about sitting by her side. In fact they seemed to have become friends as the time past, Aragorn started to feel a little sad about what he had to do, he was going to have to leave her behind.
"Good morning, Rainia, Legolas." He tried to sound cheery, but he still felt a little sad for what he had to do. Legolas nodded along with Rainia, she seemed to be doing better. "Rainia, I wanted to know if you were up for traveling again." Rainia smiled and nodded,
"I am as long as I am welcomed." She chose her words carefully, she knew he didn't trust her, and she was only starting to get to know Legolas. But she still felt alone. And uncertain. Was Gandalf wrong? Could she really change? She didn't know, it was a secret only time could tell.
"Alright then, we will leave this afternoon." Aragorn said softly, he never addressed her question to as if she was welcomed or not. He didn't want to tell her the answer, because she wasn't welcomed by all. It seemed only the hobbits Pippin, Merry, and Frodo, and of course Legolas had taken a liking to her. In fact they seemed to forgive her for her actions right away, no questions asked. Boromir, Sam, Gimli, and himself had done quite the opposite. "If Lady Galadriel approves, as we are well aware of, you tend to lie about how you are feeling." He raised an eyebrow, Rainia smiled out of guilt. She knew what he was referring to, the large wound in her side.
"I promise, Aragorn, I am perfectly fine, I am sure Lady Galadriel will have no problem with me leaving. In fact if it is like some of the other more recent visits I have had, she'll probably be throwing a party because I left!" Rainia said sarcastically, Legolas laughed, but Aragorn failed to see the humor in it. He just nodded and walked out of the room in search of Lady Galadriel.
Almost if on cue, she appeared gracefully walking down the hall, she still bore the same emotionless expression that she always wore, even in the saddest and the happiest of times. Her expression never changed.
"Lady Galadriel," He bowed, as was their custom,
"Lord Aragorn," she paused and stared into his eyes, searching through his brain, as was her power to do so. "She is well enough to travel, physically, but mentally, I do not know. It has been several days since I last saw her, but I do hope that the presence of Legolas has helped her condition."
"What do you mean, condition?"
"She is like the black sheep in the middle of the white. However, Gandalf was a shepherd, not only willing to extended his kindness to all the white sheep, but to the single black sheep as well."
"I am afraid I do not understand, Lady Galadriel," Aragorn admitted, her words were woven poetically and beautifully, but he could not grasp the meaning. She had to have a family, she could not be completely alone.
"She has no family," Lady Galadriel read his thoughts again, it was some sort of a habit for her he guessed. "She has always been alone, until Gandalf the Gray came to her. He showed kindness to someone who was an outcast of society. I do not commend her actions in the past, but I do understand why she did what she did. It was not a question of heart or of evil, but of survival. Gandalf knew and understood this, but he also taught her a new way of life, just a few short months ago he finally convinced her to leave." Aragorn sat in amazement at these words. He had no idea. He finally knew the answer to Gandalf's question on the Misty Mountains, he did dislike her because of what had happened all those years ago. How she had tired to kill Arwen. His sweet Arwen. "Aragorn, you should not feel any pity, she would never except any. She desires to earn your trust, not your pity because of her past." He nodded,
"Thank-you," he muttered softy and walked down the corridor. Lady Galadriel smiled and nodded as he scurried down the corridor, then she too left in the opposite direction, her long white gown chasing after her heels.
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As Aragorn had promised, they left within the hour. Rainia's head still throbbed with pain, but she didn't let the others know this. Even Lady Galadriel didn't know this. But she had to leave, it wasn't like her to sit around and wait, there were more pressing issues at hand. The group took off down stream in a set of canoes, each members eyes trained on each side of the shore line, never letting it fall out of sight. She stroked the water hard, pulling the canoe faster then the others. She was the lead though, it was a self appointed position, that was earned as they gilded down the river. Legolas found it hard to keep up with her stroke, but he didn't say anything.
"It's not a race, Rainia!" Gimli shouted, annoyed that they were starting to separate from the group. He could no longer make out the shoreline, because it was going by him too fast for him to comprehend what he saw.
"He's right you know Rainia, you need to save up your energy, there will be many battles to come." Aragorn's tone was light and 'all knowing'. Rainia rolled her eyes and slowed down the canoe to match the pace of the rest of the group. She hated being told what to do. It wasn't her style.
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Only hours later they made their way to the end of the river, near two great statues of the kings of old Gondor. Aragorn and Boromir looked upon them affectionately, their jaws dropped in awe. Only a few yards down the river was a giant waterfall, longer and wider then any Rainia had ever seen. Though she had never stayed long enough in one place to notice the beauty around it. She could never let herself get close to anyone. If she were to kill someone, she would rather have no lingering regrets, no attachments. Hell, she was closer to the Fellowship then she ever was with anyone, with the exception of Gandalf. Gandalf was the only one to see the real her. And now he was gone. And she would live. He was kind and gentle, caring and understanding, she was emotionless and cruel, why would the world choose her to live and him to die. The wrath of the gods was growing stronger on her, not leasing.
The group had made camp near the shore, by an assortment of stone ruins from a long forgotten city. In time all things come to be forgotten. Even things that should have never been forgotten. Things happen that were never meant to happen. Time passes quickly, and with it takes away memories. Only time has seemed to forgotten the elves, the soul group of people who could remember the things that others have forgotten. Rainia wandered around the ruins, sliding her hand across various structures around her.
"Amazing isn't it?" A familiar voice came from behind her, startling her from her trance.
"What is?" She answered back to the prince, still breathing hard from the sudden shock. Even warriors can be caught off guard. They too can become frightened just as easily as others.
"This city must have been around during the War of the Ring, it must have been one of the ones attacked by the dark lords Army." Rainia turned to face Legolas, who seemed intrigued by the old stone walls of the once great city.
"It must have been a great city, I imagine, a lot of death occurred here. I do not find that fascinating. Not in the least bit." She looked around her. She was standing were tons of innocent people were killed. The Dark Lord never showed any mercy. The men, the women, even the children were brutally killed. How could he find that fascinating.
Legolas fell silent, she was a bounty hunter after all, why was she feeling saddened by death. She had killed innocents before, and seemed to have no regret over it. "Rainia, why do you feel saddened over this? I mean you have to be well acquainted with death by now, why does this bother you so?" She whirled around in furry to face him. How dare he. How dare he say something like that to her.
"You have no right, Prince or no Prince, asking me that question!" She fought back tears in her eyes, he was just like all of the others. He never thought any more of her then a bounty hunter. And here she thought that he trusted her. "You don't know me!" She shouted at him, feeling the soft tears streaking down her face.
"I'm-I'm sorry," he stuttered holding out his hand to comfort her. He hadn't meant the words like he had said them, she was right, they did sound like he was insulting her or something. But he wasn't. In no way did he ever mean to harm her. He was just curious, but curiosity can lead to more pain then ever intended.
"Just get away from me, I never want to see you again!" She said coldly and ran off into the woods.
"Rainia!" Legolas called after her, but she didn't come back. He deserved it after all he guessed, he had pretty much insulted her in the worst way imaginable.
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She sat below a giant oak tree, crying freely for the first time in her life. She hadn't even tired to hide her tears from Legolas, but the pain was unbearable. She thought he was starting to become a friend, or at least trying to anyways. And she didn't mind. She welcomed it. This is what she had been trying to avoid, she had exposed a little portion of her soul, and had it stomped on. He still thought of her as a cold hearted murder. Not a living, breathing, person.
"Rainia?" She heard a small voice from in front of her, she lifted her head from her arms and looked out towards the voice.
"Frodo," she tried to smile, but it looked more fake then real.
"Why are you crying?" He came up and sat next to her, having to look up to see her face. Rainia blushed and tried to wipe some of her tears. She looked down at him,
"Its nothing, really, don't worry about me." Frodo still looked patiently,
"First of all you're not insulting me in anyway, you're not being sarcastic to me, your actually being civil, and your crying in front of someone. I don't think its nothing, it think its something." Rainia smiled and let out a little laugh. What Frodo said was true, all she had done was insult, be sarcastic, and be unruly to the fellowship the whole time she had been in contact with them. "You see, it's not to hard to smile and be happy." The carefree hobbit in Frodo started to come out, instead of the focused and serious one she had come to know.
"It's really nothing, just something someone said, that's all." Rainia tried to make it sound as though she really didn't care, but Frodo wasn't fooled.
"Who was it? What did they say?" He was becoming worse then one of the gossiping townswomen she had grown up around. They would butt into others private business, and then tell half the town only half-truths. She laughed out loud think about Frodo in a dress running around the town square butting into others lives. "I don't know how you find my questions funny, but its cheering you up, I guess."
"Its not that, it's just your starting to remind me of some people I know back home." She smiled, and her tears began to dry up.
"Oh, well, thanks I guess." Frodo looked slightly confused trying to figure out how he would reminder her of someone, but he decided not to pry. Rainia was someone not be to trifled with.
"Thanks for cheering me up, Frodo, it meant a lot to me." She smiled and stood up, extending her hand to the hobbit. He took it and stood up,
"Your welcome, I guess, I still have yet to realize how I have done it, but I guess it worked." He rambled on for about a minute, Rainia just smiled and nodded. Soon they went their separate ways, Frodo a little deeper into the woods towards where Aragorn was standing, and Rainia a little closer to camp.
She walked down through the path, humming a sweet lullaby as she went. About half way down the small trail she noticed Legolas and Gimli talking to each other. She had no desire to ever talk to the Prince of Mirkwood again, let alone see his face, but she had ever right to be there as he did. He may have been a Prince, but this wasn't Mirkwood anymore and so she decided the hell with royalty. He was no different then any of them, and as such would not be treated any different. So she kept walking, her stride long, and her pace quickened ever so slightly.
"Rainia!" She heard a voice call after her as she strode by, she rolled her eyes. It was none other then the Prince of Mirkwood, Legolas himself.
"Oh, Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, how may I serve you today your highness? For I am nothing but lowly, murderous scum with no self respect or emotions for that matter." She said sarcastically, and made a large dramatic crusty.
"Rainia, don't do this! You know I didn't mean it in that way!"
"Oh, by whatever do you mean, Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. I can not be offended by royalty, it is my life to serve you and make you happy. My emotions are but secondary to yours, your highness."
"Stop it Rainia, and I'm sorry for what I said, I should have never said it in the first place."
"Oh but its okay for you to think it?!? Is that it!?!" She leaped up from her crusty, and faced the elf. Her body surging with anger, and her mouth uttering out words of hate.
"I didn't mean that!" Legolas became defensive, and grew angrier with the girl. "What I mean to say is that I am sorry, you deserve better. You have changed, and I shouldn't question your morals!"
"Oh, so before now it is okay to call me a cold hearted murder!"
"No that's not it! You not understanding what I am saying!"
"Well then explain it to me all knowing Legolas! For a silly peasant girl like me would never understand the things you do!"
"You're not the same person as you once where! Of all people, you should know that!"
"How do you know that I have changed! For all you know I am the same!" Rainia turned away from Legolas, not letting him plead his case. She didn't want to continue the argument, it was pointless. It hurt her more then it helped her. Legolas grabbed her arm,
"I know because the kindness you have showed all of us isn't the kindness of what you call a 'cold hearted murder.'" He spoke softly, apologetically, and soothingly.
"How would you know. Your world is perfect, you would never understand things of this nature." She hissed at him and ran away from his grasp. She continued down to the camp, running away from the pain.
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Gimli stood in awe at what he just saw. The two elves just going at each other, just hours after they seemed to be becoming friends. He looked over at Legolas, who stood like a statue, frozen, silent.
"I hope you could pardon my curiosity in this question, but what was that all about, Legolas?" Gimli leaned on his axe, and waited for an answer. Legolas still stood there in silence, watching the path that she had ran down just moments earlier. "Legolas?"
"Curiosity can cost you the battle, Gimli, it can cost you the battle." His words were airy and distant. Gimli just shook his head, it was better to leave him alone. He could ask more when he was more up to it.
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Aragorn stood with Frodo a top a large tower that was now partially destroyed. Frodo had just offered him the ring, and he had refused it. He told him that he would protect him, until the end. There was a sudden rustling in the trees, Frodo grabbed out his sword, it glowed a haunting bluish color.
"Get out of here Frodo! Run!" Aragorn called, pushing the hobbit in the other direction of the Orcs as they came from out of the trees. Frodo nodded in understanding, and he ran down into the forest away from the large swarm of Orcs now attacking Aragorn. Aragorn drew his sword, and lifted to one side, slashing it through the Orcs that dare came near him. His blood splattered sword showed no mercy, slicing through even two Orcs at a time. But in this world it was kill or be killed. This was the world of the battle. This was his domain.
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Gimli and Legolas ran at top speed towards where all the Orcs where, where Aragorn was fighting by himself. They came upon a large clearing where Aragorn stood in the middle of, fighting, killing, doing what came so naturally to each of them.
"Find the halflings!" A bigger, strong Orc commanded. He had a giant white hand on his face, the white hand of Saruman. They figured him to be the commander of the army, he would be their target. Legolas shot arrows from his bow like there was no tomorrow, and Gimli pranced around thrashing his axe about, through things even twice his size.
"Move, Legolas!" A voice from within the trees called, he turned to see where is was coming from, then he saw it. An Orc had sneaked up behind him, and was about to stab him in the back with his sword. Rainia leaped down from her hiding spot on one of the branches on the trees and slid her sword through the Orc.
"You certainly know how to make an entrance!" Legolas shouted to her as he continued to attack the Orcs surrounding him. He swung his arms around in a cat like way, gracefully, and so easily stabbing the close range Orcs with the arrows.
"You know most people might greet the people who save their lives with I don't know, a thank you maybe!" She shouted, effortlessly and expertly fighting off the Orcs around her. Slowly the Orcs pushed them together, until their backs where touching, and they were surrounded. "Got any ideas?"
"No, nothing yet."
"This usually is a problem, don't you think?"
"Yep, most defiantly." The elves seemed to have made a mutual compromise on the battlefield, forgetting what harsh words they had spoken to each other only moments before. They spoke as if nothing at all had happened, but there were most pressing issues at hand, they could not let their personal affairs get in the way.
"Alright, you take the Orcs on your side, and I'll take the Orcs on my side."
"Oh, what an original idea."
"Got anything better, genius?"
"As I said, not yet."
"Well if you haven't noticed, we don't exactly have all day now do we?" Legolas sighed,
"Alright, lets go." He said, pulling out another arrow and readied himself for a huge fight. Rainia bent down in a defensive stance, waiting for an Orc to come at her.
"Let's try to break our way through, we can't fight them all."
"We could, but then we'd just die."
"Oh would you just shut up and agree already! We don't have time for this!"
"On three. One, two, three!" They leaped into action. Rainia swinging her sword like a maniac, just trying to break through the horde of Orcs around them. She could feel a stinging sensation in her back shoulder, but she had no time for pain now. If she stopped, she died. Now she was completely surrounded by them, slashing the sword around her completely. She heard someone fighting next to her, but she didn't have the time to see whom. She assumed it was Gimli, because Legolas was on the other side of the forest by now, and Aragorn would never help her.
The world spun so fast. The next thing she knew, she was following Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas to help Boromir. Along with all the Orcs lucky enough to escape their violent massacre only moments before. The two hobbits, Merry and Pippin, stood holding their swords behind Boromir, who was shot twice already with giant black arrows. The giant and muscular Orc who appeared to be the captain of the group was the one holding the crossbow, in it was his last arrow, aimed at Boromir's heart. Aragorn leapt into action, stopping the last arrow before it hit Boromir's chest. As Aragorn fought with the Orc, Rainia ran to the dying Boromir, Gimli and Legolas killed some of the remaining Orcs, but were not able to kill them all, many escaped this battle, but surely they would die the next one.
Rainia focused her energy to helping Boromir, first she removed the two arrows that pierced his flesh, then sought bandages from her pouch from around her waist. Bandages were something that she learned to be a necessity on her travels, she had a tendency to open her mouth a lot when she should stay silent, so she carried them with her everywhere in a little leather pouch strung across her waist on the same string as her sword.
"Rainia?" Boromir's voice was weak, Rainia pushed her hand over his mouth to silence him,
"Shhh, do not talk, you need to conserve your strength." She scolded him, and continued her bandaging of his wounds, "I'm no elfish healer, but that hold for awhile. Make sure to change the bandages from time to time, there is nothing worse then having an infection while we are keeping up this pace."
"Why are you helping me?" He looked at her confused, she had given him the impression of being self-centered and uncaring of anyone else's needs. He would have expected Aragorn or Legolas to help him, not the bounty hunter. Rainia looked down on him with soft eyes,
"Wouldn't you have helped me?" Boromir imminently felt guilty when she said this. He wouldn't have helped her, he would have walked away. And here she was helping him, saving his life. She had laid down her sword, and turned her back to the battle, to help him. He hadn't even said two words to her since she came with them, let alone thought any good of her.
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OKAY! OKAY! OKAY! I know that I didn't exactly follow the battle scene in the book and/or the movie!!! No need to point that one out!! And some of my comebacks are cheesy and stuff, but you don't need to point that one out either!!!
Thanks again for reading..now back to the gates of hell with my english exam review!!!
I know I spared you last chap. by not having a little note on top, but right now I need an excuse to not do my english exam, from the english teacher from HADES thank you very much! Anyways, I know I've kinda drifted from only being told in Legolas's and Rainia's POV's, no need to remind me there!!! Also all the crap that sucks is mine, everything else is Tolkien's.
Thanks again for r/r!!
Love ya!
Arwen
Aragorn became impatient, they had waited too long for Rainia to recover, they were loosing time. Nowadays time was everything. Slowly he made his way into her room, determined to leave once and for all. He noted Legolas sitting besides her, he had done that ever since Lady Galadriel had talked to him, it was as if she asked him to, but he did not seem at all unhappy about sitting by her side. In fact they seemed to have become friends as the time past, Aragorn started to feel a little sad about what he had to do, he was going to have to leave her behind.
"Good morning, Rainia, Legolas." He tried to sound cheery, but he still felt a little sad for what he had to do. Legolas nodded along with Rainia, she seemed to be doing better. "Rainia, I wanted to know if you were up for traveling again." Rainia smiled and nodded,
"I am as long as I am welcomed." She chose her words carefully, she knew he didn't trust her, and she was only starting to get to know Legolas. But she still felt alone. And uncertain. Was Gandalf wrong? Could she really change? She didn't know, it was a secret only time could tell.
"Alright then, we will leave this afternoon." Aragorn said softly, he never addressed her question to as if she was welcomed or not. He didn't want to tell her the answer, because she wasn't welcomed by all. It seemed only the hobbits Pippin, Merry, and Frodo, and of course Legolas had taken a liking to her. In fact they seemed to forgive her for her actions right away, no questions asked. Boromir, Sam, Gimli, and himself had done quite the opposite. "If Lady Galadriel approves, as we are well aware of, you tend to lie about how you are feeling." He raised an eyebrow, Rainia smiled out of guilt. She knew what he was referring to, the large wound in her side.
"I promise, Aragorn, I am perfectly fine, I am sure Lady Galadriel will have no problem with me leaving. In fact if it is like some of the other more recent visits I have had, she'll probably be throwing a party because I left!" Rainia said sarcastically, Legolas laughed, but Aragorn failed to see the humor in it. He just nodded and walked out of the room in search of Lady Galadriel.
Almost if on cue, she appeared gracefully walking down the hall, she still bore the same emotionless expression that she always wore, even in the saddest and the happiest of times. Her expression never changed.
"Lady Galadriel," He bowed, as was their custom,
"Lord Aragorn," she paused and stared into his eyes, searching through his brain, as was her power to do so. "She is well enough to travel, physically, but mentally, I do not know. It has been several days since I last saw her, but I do hope that the presence of Legolas has helped her condition."
"What do you mean, condition?"
"She is like the black sheep in the middle of the white. However, Gandalf was a shepherd, not only willing to extended his kindness to all the white sheep, but to the single black sheep as well."
"I am afraid I do not understand, Lady Galadriel," Aragorn admitted, her words were woven poetically and beautifully, but he could not grasp the meaning. She had to have a family, she could not be completely alone.
"She has no family," Lady Galadriel read his thoughts again, it was some sort of a habit for her he guessed. "She has always been alone, until Gandalf the Gray came to her. He showed kindness to someone who was an outcast of society. I do not commend her actions in the past, but I do understand why she did what she did. It was not a question of heart or of evil, but of survival. Gandalf knew and understood this, but he also taught her a new way of life, just a few short months ago he finally convinced her to leave." Aragorn sat in amazement at these words. He had no idea. He finally knew the answer to Gandalf's question on the Misty Mountains, he did dislike her because of what had happened all those years ago. How she had tired to kill Arwen. His sweet Arwen. "Aragorn, you should not feel any pity, she would never except any. She desires to earn your trust, not your pity because of her past." He nodded,
"Thank-you," he muttered softy and walked down the corridor. Lady Galadriel smiled and nodded as he scurried down the corridor, then she too left in the opposite direction, her long white gown chasing after her heels.
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As Aragorn had promised, they left within the hour. Rainia's head still throbbed with pain, but she didn't let the others know this. Even Lady Galadriel didn't know this. But she had to leave, it wasn't like her to sit around and wait, there were more pressing issues at hand. The group took off down stream in a set of canoes, each members eyes trained on each side of the shore line, never letting it fall out of sight. She stroked the water hard, pulling the canoe faster then the others. She was the lead though, it was a self appointed position, that was earned as they gilded down the river. Legolas found it hard to keep up with her stroke, but he didn't say anything.
"It's not a race, Rainia!" Gimli shouted, annoyed that they were starting to separate from the group. He could no longer make out the shoreline, because it was going by him too fast for him to comprehend what he saw.
"He's right you know Rainia, you need to save up your energy, there will be many battles to come." Aragorn's tone was light and 'all knowing'. Rainia rolled her eyes and slowed down the canoe to match the pace of the rest of the group. She hated being told what to do. It wasn't her style.
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Only hours later they made their way to the end of the river, near two great statues of the kings of old Gondor. Aragorn and Boromir looked upon them affectionately, their jaws dropped in awe. Only a few yards down the river was a giant waterfall, longer and wider then any Rainia had ever seen. Though she had never stayed long enough in one place to notice the beauty around it. She could never let herself get close to anyone. If she were to kill someone, she would rather have no lingering regrets, no attachments. Hell, she was closer to the Fellowship then she ever was with anyone, with the exception of Gandalf. Gandalf was the only one to see the real her. And now he was gone. And she would live. He was kind and gentle, caring and understanding, she was emotionless and cruel, why would the world choose her to live and him to die. The wrath of the gods was growing stronger on her, not leasing.
The group had made camp near the shore, by an assortment of stone ruins from a long forgotten city. In time all things come to be forgotten. Even things that should have never been forgotten. Things happen that were never meant to happen. Time passes quickly, and with it takes away memories. Only time has seemed to forgotten the elves, the soul group of people who could remember the things that others have forgotten. Rainia wandered around the ruins, sliding her hand across various structures around her.
"Amazing isn't it?" A familiar voice came from behind her, startling her from her trance.
"What is?" She answered back to the prince, still breathing hard from the sudden shock. Even warriors can be caught off guard. They too can become frightened just as easily as others.
"This city must have been around during the War of the Ring, it must have been one of the ones attacked by the dark lords Army." Rainia turned to face Legolas, who seemed intrigued by the old stone walls of the once great city.
"It must have been a great city, I imagine, a lot of death occurred here. I do not find that fascinating. Not in the least bit." She looked around her. She was standing were tons of innocent people were killed. The Dark Lord never showed any mercy. The men, the women, even the children were brutally killed. How could he find that fascinating.
Legolas fell silent, she was a bounty hunter after all, why was she feeling saddened by death. She had killed innocents before, and seemed to have no regret over it. "Rainia, why do you feel saddened over this? I mean you have to be well acquainted with death by now, why does this bother you so?" She whirled around in furry to face him. How dare he. How dare he say something like that to her.
"You have no right, Prince or no Prince, asking me that question!" She fought back tears in her eyes, he was just like all of the others. He never thought any more of her then a bounty hunter. And here she thought that he trusted her. "You don't know me!" She shouted at him, feeling the soft tears streaking down her face.
"I'm-I'm sorry," he stuttered holding out his hand to comfort her. He hadn't meant the words like he had said them, she was right, they did sound like he was insulting her or something. But he wasn't. In no way did he ever mean to harm her. He was just curious, but curiosity can lead to more pain then ever intended.
"Just get away from me, I never want to see you again!" She said coldly and ran off into the woods.
"Rainia!" Legolas called after her, but she didn't come back. He deserved it after all he guessed, he had pretty much insulted her in the worst way imaginable.
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She sat below a giant oak tree, crying freely for the first time in her life. She hadn't even tired to hide her tears from Legolas, but the pain was unbearable. She thought he was starting to become a friend, or at least trying to anyways. And she didn't mind. She welcomed it. This is what she had been trying to avoid, she had exposed a little portion of her soul, and had it stomped on. He still thought of her as a cold hearted murder. Not a living, breathing, person.
"Rainia?" She heard a small voice from in front of her, she lifted her head from her arms and looked out towards the voice.
"Frodo," she tried to smile, but it looked more fake then real.
"Why are you crying?" He came up and sat next to her, having to look up to see her face. Rainia blushed and tried to wipe some of her tears. She looked down at him,
"Its nothing, really, don't worry about me." Frodo still looked patiently,
"First of all you're not insulting me in anyway, you're not being sarcastic to me, your actually being civil, and your crying in front of someone. I don't think its nothing, it think its something." Rainia smiled and let out a little laugh. What Frodo said was true, all she had done was insult, be sarcastic, and be unruly to the fellowship the whole time she had been in contact with them. "You see, it's not to hard to smile and be happy." The carefree hobbit in Frodo started to come out, instead of the focused and serious one she had come to know.
"It's really nothing, just something someone said, that's all." Rainia tried to make it sound as though she really didn't care, but Frodo wasn't fooled.
"Who was it? What did they say?" He was becoming worse then one of the gossiping townswomen she had grown up around. They would butt into others private business, and then tell half the town only half-truths. She laughed out loud think about Frodo in a dress running around the town square butting into others lives. "I don't know how you find my questions funny, but its cheering you up, I guess."
"Its not that, it's just your starting to remind me of some people I know back home." She smiled, and her tears began to dry up.
"Oh, well, thanks I guess." Frodo looked slightly confused trying to figure out how he would reminder her of someone, but he decided not to pry. Rainia was someone not be to trifled with.
"Thanks for cheering me up, Frodo, it meant a lot to me." She smiled and stood up, extending her hand to the hobbit. He took it and stood up,
"Your welcome, I guess, I still have yet to realize how I have done it, but I guess it worked." He rambled on for about a minute, Rainia just smiled and nodded. Soon they went their separate ways, Frodo a little deeper into the woods towards where Aragorn was standing, and Rainia a little closer to camp.
She walked down through the path, humming a sweet lullaby as she went. About half way down the small trail she noticed Legolas and Gimli talking to each other. She had no desire to ever talk to the Prince of Mirkwood again, let alone see his face, but she had ever right to be there as he did. He may have been a Prince, but this wasn't Mirkwood anymore and so she decided the hell with royalty. He was no different then any of them, and as such would not be treated any different. So she kept walking, her stride long, and her pace quickened ever so slightly.
"Rainia!" She heard a voice call after her as she strode by, she rolled her eyes. It was none other then the Prince of Mirkwood, Legolas himself.
"Oh, Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood, how may I serve you today your highness? For I am nothing but lowly, murderous scum with no self respect or emotions for that matter." She said sarcastically, and made a large dramatic crusty.
"Rainia, don't do this! You know I didn't mean it in that way!"
"Oh, by whatever do you mean, Prince Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood. I can not be offended by royalty, it is my life to serve you and make you happy. My emotions are but secondary to yours, your highness."
"Stop it Rainia, and I'm sorry for what I said, I should have never said it in the first place."
"Oh but its okay for you to think it?!? Is that it!?!" She leaped up from her crusty, and faced the elf. Her body surging with anger, and her mouth uttering out words of hate.
"I didn't mean that!" Legolas became defensive, and grew angrier with the girl. "What I mean to say is that I am sorry, you deserve better. You have changed, and I shouldn't question your morals!"
"Oh, so before now it is okay to call me a cold hearted murder!"
"No that's not it! You not understanding what I am saying!"
"Well then explain it to me all knowing Legolas! For a silly peasant girl like me would never understand the things you do!"
"You're not the same person as you once where! Of all people, you should know that!"
"How do you know that I have changed! For all you know I am the same!" Rainia turned away from Legolas, not letting him plead his case. She didn't want to continue the argument, it was pointless. It hurt her more then it helped her. Legolas grabbed her arm,
"I know because the kindness you have showed all of us isn't the kindness of what you call a 'cold hearted murder.'" He spoke softly, apologetically, and soothingly.
"How would you know. Your world is perfect, you would never understand things of this nature." She hissed at him and ran away from his grasp. She continued down to the camp, running away from the pain.
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Gimli stood in awe at what he just saw. The two elves just going at each other, just hours after they seemed to be becoming friends. He looked over at Legolas, who stood like a statue, frozen, silent.
"I hope you could pardon my curiosity in this question, but what was that all about, Legolas?" Gimli leaned on his axe, and waited for an answer. Legolas still stood there in silence, watching the path that she had ran down just moments earlier. "Legolas?"
"Curiosity can cost you the battle, Gimli, it can cost you the battle." His words were airy and distant. Gimli just shook his head, it was better to leave him alone. He could ask more when he was more up to it.
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Aragorn stood with Frodo a top a large tower that was now partially destroyed. Frodo had just offered him the ring, and he had refused it. He told him that he would protect him, until the end. There was a sudden rustling in the trees, Frodo grabbed out his sword, it glowed a haunting bluish color.
"Get out of here Frodo! Run!" Aragorn called, pushing the hobbit in the other direction of the Orcs as they came from out of the trees. Frodo nodded in understanding, and he ran down into the forest away from the large swarm of Orcs now attacking Aragorn. Aragorn drew his sword, and lifted to one side, slashing it through the Orcs that dare came near him. His blood splattered sword showed no mercy, slicing through even two Orcs at a time. But in this world it was kill or be killed. This was the world of the battle. This was his domain.
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Gimli and Legolas ran at top speed towards where all the Orcs where, where Aragorn was fighting by himself. They came upon a large clearing where Aragorn stood in the middle of, fighting, killing, doing what came so naturally to each of them.
"Find the halflings!" A bigger, strong Orc commanded. He had a giant white hand on his face, the white hand of Saruman. They figured him to be the commander of the army, he would be their target. Legolas shot arrows from his bow like there was no tomorrow, and Gimli pranced around thrashing his axe about, through things even twice his size.
"Move, Legolas!" A voice from within the trees called, he turned to see where is was coming from, then he saw it. An Orc had sneaked up behind him, and was about to stab him in the back with his sword. Rainia leaped down from her hiding spot on one of the branches on the trees and slid her sword through the Orc.
"You certainly know how to make an entrance!" Legolas shouted to her as he continued to attack the Orcs surrounding him. He swung his arms around in a cat like way, gracefully, and so easily stabbing the close range Orcs with the arrows.
"You know most people might greet the people who save their lives with I don't know, a thank you maybe!" She shouted, effortlessly and expertly fighting off the Orcs around her. Slowly the Orcs pushed them together, until their backs where touching, and they were surrounded. "Got any ideas?"
"No, nothing yet."
"This usually is a problem, don't you think?"
"Yep, most defiantly." The elves seemed to have made a mutual compromise on the battlefield, forgetting what harsh words they had spoken to each other only moments before. They spoke as if nothing at all had happened, but there were most pressing issues at hand, they could not let their personal affairs get in the way.
"Alright, you take the Orcs on your side, and I'll take the Orcs on my side."
"Oh, what an original idea."
"Got anything better, genius?"
"As I said, not yet."
"Well if you haven't noticed, we don't exactly have all day now do we?" Legolas sighed,
"Alright, lets go." He said, pulling out another arrow and readied himself for a huge fight. Rainia bent down in a defensive stance, waiting for an Orc to come at her.
"Let's try to break our way through, we can't fight them all."
"We could, but then we'd just die."
"Oh would you just shut up and agree already! We don't have time for this!"
"On three. One, two, three!" They leaped into action. Rainia swinging her sword like a maniac, just trying to break through the horde of Orcs around them. She could feel a stinging sensation in her back shoulder, but she had no time for pain now. If she stopped, she died. Now she was completely surrounded by them, slashing the sword around her completely. She heard someone fighting next to her, but she didn't have the time to see whom. She assumed it was Gimli, because Legolas was on the other side of the forest by now, and Aragorn would never help her.
The world spun so fast. The next thing she knew, she was following Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas to help Boromir. Along with all the Orcs lucky enough to escape their violent massacre only moments before. The two hobbits, Merry and Pippin, stood holding their swords behind Boromir, who was shot twice already with giant black arrows. The giant and muscular Orc who appeared to be the captain of the group was the one holding the crossbow, in it was his last arrow, aimed at Boromir's heart. Aragorn leapt into action, stopping the last arrow before it hit Boromir's chest. As Aragorn fought with the Orc, Rainia ran to the dying Boromir, Gimli and Legolas killed some of the remaining Orcs, but were not able to kill them all, many escaped this battle, but surely they would die the next one.
Rainia focused her energy to helping Boromir, first she removed the two arrows that pierced his flesh, then sought bandages from her pouch from around her waist. Bandages were something that she learned to be a necessity on her travels, she had a tendency to open her mouth a lot when she should stay silent, so she carried them with her everywhere in a little leather pouch strung across her waist on the same string as her sword.
"Rainia?" Boromir's voice was weak, Rainia pushed her hand over his mouth to silence him,
"Shhh, do not talk, you need to conserve your strength." She scolded him, and continued her bandaging of his wounds, "I'm no elfish healer, but that hold for awhile. Make sure to change the bandages from time to time, there is nothing worse then having an infection while we are keeping up this pace."
"Why are you helping me?" He looked at her confused, she had given him the impression of being self-centered and uncaring of anyone else's needs. He would have expected Aragorn or Legolas to help him, not the bounty hunter. Rainia looked down on him with soft eyes,
"Wouldn't you have helped me?" Boromir imminently felt guilty when she said this. He wouldn't have helped her, he would have walked away. And here she was helping him, saving his life. She had laid down her sword, and turned her back to the battle, to help him. He hadn't even said two words to her since she came with them, let alone thought any good of her.
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OKAY! OKAY! OKAY! I know that I didn't exactly follow the battle scene in the book and/or the movie!!! No need to point that one out!! And some of my comebacks are cheesy and stuff, but you don't need to point that one out either!!!
Thanks again for reading..now back to the gates of hell with my english exam review!!!
