Chapter 6: The Path of War
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[ ] - indicated the translation of the Elvish words into English.
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Legolas could not sleep well after that. Try as he might, the prince could never fall into the peaceful dreams he had before. And even if he could, the Elf worried that he would find himself sucked into that same dark nightmare which had plagued him before.
Deciding that the best thing to do now was to watch and wait, Legolas sat atop his balcony, still in the shining white garments of sleep, and sipped from a glass of wine. Too long had it been since he could comfortably drink wine, not even the sea longing called to him now. All the while however, his senses were alert for the coming of the Orcs.
"Dae... naeg... i..." *[Shadow... pain.... and...]* "Gurthu!" *[Death!]*
He shook his head to clear the thought away. Could his sister have been right, was something terrible on it's way to destroy all of Mirkwood?
Suddenly, an arrow whizzed past his head, shattering the wine glass he held a few inches from his chest.
"Yrch!" *[Orcs!]* Legolas cried, rushing from the balcony and into his room. He quickly began to change into the same clothes he had worn throughout his journey of Middle-Earth. He quickly pulled on his trousers then, slipping the nightshirt from his head, pulled on the silver undershirt, which he remembered wearing throughout his visit to Lothlorien. Next, Legolas grabbed the two toned embroidered jerkin, from his chair, which he had draped it on the night before and quicky fastened the tiny hooks as he put it on. Boots came next, then the vambrace over each of his forearms. Lastly was an ornamentally detailed belt. As he was fastening this around his waste, Aragorn burst into the room.
"Legolas!" The King of Gonder said in a tone that bid him hurry.
One glace around the room told the Elf where his weapons lay and, fastening his quiver filled with arrows and his two daggers, he grabbed the bow of Lothlorien and quickly followed the man out the door.
The Elven Prince did not feel the cut of the first arrow, which shattered the glass and then slid across the his thumb. Nor did he notice the mixture of wine and his own blood which stained the balcony floor.
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"Sleeping late again, I see." Gimli grumbled beside his friend.
"Nay," Legolas replied, his bow in hand, "I slept little."
The Dwarf smiled, "So it was excitement and anticipation which kept you up half the night. I thought Elves possessed more patience."
Looking down at him, Legolas realized that his friend was only teasing him, trying to add some cheer to such a dreary mood.
Legede run up amidst the three companions and spoke quickly in Sindarin to Legolas. Aragorn could not catch what he said, for it was but a whisper. When the Elven captain withdrew, the man looked to his friend.
"They attack from the North and from the East." Legolas said, shielding his eyes with a hand so as to catch a glimpse of the foul creatures, "They draw near..." His voice but a whisper.
As the battle drew closer, it appeared to Legolas that Thranduil had left himself and Aragorn in charge of what few Elves that were left.
"Tangado haid!" *[Hold your ground]* Legolas shouted to his men.
They were arrayed in a line around the outskirts of the city and of the palace, and they were greatly outnumbered. For every Elf there was, at least, six Orcs. Aragorn knew that this was a battle they may not win.
"Legolas!" Gimli shouted, "Say the word and we're ready!"
He nodded and Aragorn could see the Elf Lord of Ithilien was not afraid. These were his people, and he would fight, as Aragorn had, for their freedom. It is were his time to go, so be it, but he would die fighting like a true warrior.
"A si i ant e guil pelitha, nin gwaith beriatha." *[As yet the gift of life will fade, my people it will protect.]* the Prince of Mirkwood whispered to himself, his head bowed. It was but a small prayer for the events to come.
At that moment, Legolas looked up, a shimmer of hope in his eyes and the first light of the sun upon his face, "I gwaith cerich u bado no i lu tollen! I Valar tiruvantel ar varyuvantel tielyanna!"
Gimli looked up to Legede who stood at his side. The Elven captain smiled, knowing exactly what Gimli wished to know.
Legede looked at Legolas, knowing that the people were greatly inspired by his courage and loyalty, "He has given up a cry of hope and has told all around that, 'The people do not go before their time comes! The Valar will guard you and protect you upon your path!' In that, Master Dwarf, I hope you take great comfort."
In the seconds following Legolas' hopeful words, hundreds of Orcs burst through the trees around the Palace of Mirkwood and began their assault.
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Disclaimer: For this, check out Chapter 1.
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Yet another evil spot to leave you, but from here on in, I haven't written a thing. So, I suspect that it will take me a while to type up the next chapter, but nor more than a couple days at most. If you guys are lucky, I'll have it up tomorrow!
Check back to find out who's army it is. Also, I told you it got dark, get ready for it to turn pitch black.
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Reviews:
*star*smiles:) : Thanks for the review, and don't worry, I plan to update very soon. I hate being left at cliffhangers in other people's stories, I wouldn't make you guys wait when I hate to too!
Elfpixie: Yes, it is my first LOTRs fanfic, but I've written others for things like DBZ and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, along with a few other Anime and movies. I get my Elvish stuff from...
http://www.elvish.org/gwaith/movie_elvish.htm#ld1
and
http://www.elendor.net/translator.php
the first one is a list of all the words from the movie's and their meanings and the second is better for names, but you can sometimes find a few words in there as well.
Brin: I wasn't too sure how to write the relationship between Legolas and his father. From everything I've read, they don't always get along, but I didn't want it to be a painful relationship either, I just went with what was best in my opinion and have him, like most Elves, hate Gimli. Though, Legede doesn't... I wonder why. Also, I'm glad you like Legolia. I debated on bringing in a little sister, but then thought it best for the ending plot. Oh and no, Thranduil won't do anything to Gimli, he knows that it would make his son far too upset with him. You'll eventually see why he wouldn't want to upset Legolas in the next couple of chapters... MWAHAHAHA!
