~ Yay, my first LOTR fanfic!!! Hope you enjoy!!! ~
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Legolas, Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Gandalf, Gimli, or Aragorn (though I'd like to have Frodo, Pippin, Legolas and Aragorn, myself). But I do own Menx.
Chapter one: Swift Eyes
Swift eyes, swifter feet. He moved among the trees, knowing each step of the way. A moment he stopped, searching the woods with his ever- watching eyes. He heard a giggle, and a crackle of snapping twigs. He jumped to his left, landing atop a struggling creature. It laughed, and screamed with delight.
"Get off, you bloody beast!"
Legolas laughed, and stood up. A small creature stood up.
"It's not fair," cried Samwise, "you always find us, then ask to be it again! It's completely not fair!"
"Oh, come off it," Legolas said, already heading off to find the others, "you're just upset because I'm the superior hunter here."
"Yeah, right," said Sam, hurrying to keep up, "and you're the best of the best of the best, I know, I know."
"Do what?" asked Legolas with a chuckle, "That's ridiculous."
"I know."
They continued along silently for a moment, listening for any sounds. Sam started searching through his little purse on his hip, finally pulling out a chunk of bread. Legolas shook his head in disbelief as Sam started chewing at it.
"What?" came a muffled question from Sam, noticing Legolas staring.
"It's unbelievable."
"What is?"
"That you little things can eat so much. It's amazing."
At that moment, a figure bolted, but Legolas was already upon it. Frodo laughed and got to his feet.
"You're too fast for me, Legolas," he said with a smile, "I'll never escape from you."
"No, little one," replied Legolas, "someday you may, but just not for today. Maybe tomorrow."
"ENOUGH!"
The three looked up at a tall man.
"That's enough games for today, my boys, it is time to rest," said Gandalf, sweeping his long cloak behind him.
The elf and the halflings followed him back to camp. Aragorn was out and about searching for dinner. He had taken Pippin and Merry with him. Gimli sat on a rock to the side, carving a stone into a spearhead. He nodded to Legolas, who returned the nod to him. Legolas sat by the little pile of leaves he would call his bed tonight. Frodo and Pippin sat down beside him.
"So, what do we do tomorrow?" asked Sam.
"We will head north, see what we can find that way."
"Is there anything specific we're looking for?"
"No, not really," said Legolas, "just adventure."
"Yes, and adventure you will find."
Legolas was on his feet in a half second, sword in hand, and ready to attack if necessary. He nearly dropped his sword.
"Oh no, it's you!" he cried, getting angry.
"Yes, it's me," she said, gently taking off her cloak, and tossing it to the side, "I'm here to get what's mine."
Sam stepped up and gently poked Legolas.
"Who's the beauty?"
"Beauty? Beautiful she may be, but dangerous, she is."
Gandalf walked over, with Gimli stumbling in his wake.
"What's this? A fine young lady in our midst?" asked Gandalf.
"I have come for my steed!" she said.
"It's not yours, I got it fair!" replied Legolas.
"Oh, Legolas," said Frodo, "I was wondering where you got that new horse from. Did you steal it from this elf-lady?"
"Of course not, do you think that an elven prince would stoop to such a level for a mere steed?"
"It was close enough," she said, drawing her sword, "Now we shall fight for it again, and this time I shall not loose."
"Wait!"
They all turned to stare at Gimli.
"First we should know her name," he said with a sly smile, "so that we can carve into Legolas's tomb marker which young lady killed him first. He's got so many chasing him, after all."
"Shut up," said Legolas, "Menx, put that sword away before you hurt yourself. I command you."
"You're not my prince, Legolas, I'm not of your kingdom, and so I do not bow to you. And to you it's Menxellana Urgondale."
"Oh, pretty name," said Gimli, but shut up with deadly stares from both the elves.
"I will not!"
Menx lunged at Legolas with her sword, but he was quick. He swiftly moved out of the way and tripped her.
"I've always told you, Menx," he said with a smile, blocking another attempted blow from her with his sword, "you will never beat me till you find your footing."
"I've enough footing that I will slay if I must. I need that steed, and you knew that when you took it!"
"You silly girl, you betted it you could beat me at the sword. So I excepted, for it's such a fine horse, good breeding."
He bent low, ducking a swing of her sword, and brought up the handle of his sword into her shin. She howled with pain, and punched him in the face, almost hitting his nose and breaking it.
Gimli started forward at this, but Gandalf took his staff and blocked him. He shook his head and motioned for Gimli to watch.
Legolas stood up, holding his nose.
"You cheat!"
"I do not!" she screamed in return.
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
They kept squabbling like this while Gandalf chuckled and turned to Gimli and the halflings.
"I do believe they are like brother and sister, are they not?" he whispered.
"Yes," said Sam, "very like so."
"Well, what do we do?" asked Gimli.
"We let them finish their fighting, and then we sit them down. We shall be their overseeing parents at this point."
Gimli chuckled at this. Then there was a scream.
"Ow, ow!!! Stop it!!!"
"Are you going to leave me be?!"
Legolas had Menx in a headlock.
"Never!" she screamed.
"Never?" he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Never!"
At this, Legolas began giving Menx a noogy. She was screaming like crazy.
"I'll get you, Legolas Greenleaf, I swear by Merlin's beard!"
"Oh," he laughed, "how're you going to do that in a headlock?"
With this, she punched him in his essentials. She laughed and kicked him in the butt as he doubled over in pain.
"Like that!" she screamed.
"What's going on here?" a loud voice boomed.
"Oh, Aragorn, you missed all the fun," replied Gandalf.
"Aye," said Gimli, "the little missus here put Legolas in 'is place, right she did."
"Where'd she come from and what did he do to her?" asked Aragorn, jumping off his horse.
"Well, all we know is that he took her horse in a bet she lost," said Frodo.
"Very well, I shall deal with this."
Menx was still yelling at Legolas, and he was screaming insults back. Then they started going at it again with their swords. Aragorn reached up and grabbed Legolas by the arm just as he was about to hit Menx with his sword hilt again, and got hit full in the shoulder by Menx's blow to Legolas by mistake.
"Damn it, woman, put that down, we have no time for these petty rivalries!!"
Menx hesitantly put down her sword.
"I am Menxellana Urgondale."
"I am Aragorn."
"The Aragorn?"
"Yes," he said, sighing, "The king of men. Now what has happened here?"
"He stole my horse!" she said pointing.
"I did not!" Legolas managed to grunt out, trying to stand up with help from Merry and Pippin.
"I won it fair and square in a bet she made with me," he finally said after the pain began to subside, "She betted that she could beat me in a one on one sword fight, so I took her on it and won."
"Well, Menx," said Aragorn, "sounds like you have no business here. Do you have anywhere to go?"
"No," she said, "he has my steed."
"Well, then, you shall ride with me."
"What? Why?"
"Because," Aragorn said, putting himself upon his horse, "orcs are headed straight this way and we do not wish to be in their path."
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Legolas, Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Gandalf, Gimli, or Aragorn (though I'd like to have Frodo, Pippin, Legolas and Aragorn, myself). But I do own Menx.
Chapter one: Swift Eyes
Swift eyes, swifter feet. He moved among the trees, knowing each step of the way. A moment he stopped, searching the woods with his ever- watching eyes. He heard a giggle, and a crackle of snapping twigs. He jumped to his left, landing atop a struggling creature. It laughed, and screamed with delight.
"Get off, you bloody beast!"
Legolas laughed, and stood up. A small creature stood up.
"It's not fair," cried Samwise, "you always find us, then ask to be it again! It's completely not fair!"
"Oh, come off it," Legolas said, already heading off to find the others, "you're just upset because I'm the superior hunter here."
"Yeah, right," said Sam, hurrying to keep up, "and you're the best of the best of the best, I know, I know."
"Do what?" asked Legolas with a chuckle, "That's ridiculous."
"I know."
They continued along silently for a moment, listening for any sounds. Sam started searching through his little purse on his hip, finally pulling out a chunk of bread. Legolas shook his head in disbelief as Sam started chewing at it.
"What?" came a muffled question from Sam, noticing Legolas staring.
"It's unbelievable."
"What is?"
"That you little things can eat so much. It's amazing."
At that moment, a figure bolted, but Legolas was already upon it. Frodo laughed and got to his feet.
"You're too fast for me, Legolas," he said with a smile, "I'll never escape from you."
"No, little one," replied Legolas, "someday you may, but just not for today. Maybe tomorrow."
"ENOUGH!"
The three looked up at a tall man.
"That's enough games for today, my boys, it is time to rest," said Gandalf, sweeping his long cloak behind him.
The elf and the halflings followed him back to camp. Aragorn was out and about searching for dinner. He had taken Pippin and Merry with him. Gimli sat on a rock to the side, carving a stone into a spearhead. He nodded to Legolas, who returned the nod to him. Legolas sat by the little pile of leaves he would call his bed tonight. Frodo and Pippin sat down beside him.
"So, what do we do tomorrow?" asked Sam.
"We will head north, see what we can find that way."
"Is there anything specific we're looking for?"
"No, not really," said Legolas, "just adventure."
"Yes, and adventure you will find."
Legolas was on his feet in a half second, sword in hand, and ready to attack if necessary. He nearly dropped his sword.
"Oh no, it's you!" he cried, getting angry.
"Yes, it's me," she said, gently taking off her cloak, and tossing it to the side, "I'm here to get what's mine."
Sam stepped up and gently poked Legolas.
"Who's the beauty?"
"Beauty? Beautiful she may be, but dangerous, she is."
Gandalf walked over, with Gimli stumbling in his wake.
"What's this? A fine young lady in our midst?" asked Gandalf.
"I have come for my steed!" she said.
"It's not yours, I got it fair!" replied Legolas.
"Oh, Legolas," said Frodo, "I was wondering where you got that new horse from. Did you steal it from this elf-lady?"
"Of course not, do you think that an elven prince would stoop to such a level for a mere steed?"
"It was close enough," she said, drawing her sword, "Now we shall fight for it again, and this time I shall not loose."
"Wait!"
They all turned to stare at Gimli.
"First we should know her name," he said with a sly smile, "so that we can carve into Legolas's tomb marker which young lady killed him first. He's got so many chasing him, after all."
"Shut up," said Legolas, "Menx, put that sword away before you hurt yourself. I command you."
"You're not my prince, Legolas, I'm not of your kingdom, and so I do not bow to you. And to you it's Menxellana Urgondale."
"Oh, pretty name," said Gimli, but shut up with deadly stares from both the elves.
"I will not!"
Menx lunged at Legolas with her sword, but he was quick. He swiftly moved out of the way and tripped her.
"I've always told you, Menx," he said with a smile, blocking another attempted blow from her with his sword, "you will never beat me till you find your footing."
"I've enough footing that I will slay if I must. I need that steed, and you knew that when you took it!"
"You silly girl, you betted it you could beat me at the sword. So I excepted, for it's such a fine horse, good breeding."
He bent low, ducking a swing of her sword, and brought up the handle of his sword into her shin. She howled with pain, and punched him in the face, almost hitting his nose and breaking it.
Gimli started forward at this, but Gandalf took his staff and blocked him. He shook his head and motioned for Gimli to watch.
Legolas stood up, holding his nose.
"You cheat!"
"I do not!" she screamed in return.
"Do to!"
"Do not!"
They kept squabbling like this while Gandalf chuckled and turned to Gimli and the halflings.
"I do believe they are like brother and sister, are they not?" he whispered.
"Yes," said Sam, "very like so."
"Well, what do we do?" asked Gimli.
"We let them finish their fighting, and then we sit them down. We shall be their overseeing parents at this point."
Gimli chuckled at this. Then there was a scream.
"Ow, ow!!! Stop it!!!"
"Are you going to leave me be?!"
Legolas had Menx in a headlock.
"Never!" she screamed.
"Never?" he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Never!"
At this, Legolas began giving Menx a noogy. She was screaming like crazy.
"I'll get you, Legolas Greenleaf, I swear by Merlin's beard!"
"Oh," he laughed, "how're you going to do that in a headlock?"
With this, she punched him in his essentials. She laughed and kicked him in the butt as he doubled over in pain.
"Like that!" she screamed.
"What's going on here?" a loud voice boomed.
"Oh, Aragorn, you missed all the fun," replied Gandalf.
"Aye," said Gimli, "the little missus here put Legolas in 'is place, right she did."
"Where'd she come from and what did he do to her?" asked Aragorn, jumping off his horse.
"Well, all we know is that he took her horse in a bet she lost," said Frodo.
"Very well, I shall deal with this."
Menx was still yelling at Legolas, and he was screaming insults back. Then they started going at it again with their swords. Aragorn reached up and grabbed Legolas by the arm just as he was about to hit Menx with his sword hilt again, and got hit full in the shoulder by Menx's blow to Legolas by mistake.
"Damn it, woman, put that down, we have no time for these petty rivalries!!"
Menx hesitantly put down her sword.
"I am Menxellana Urgondale."
"I am Aragorn."
"The Aragorn?"
"Yes," he said, sighing, "The king of men. Now what has happened here?"
"He stole my horse!" she said pointing.
"I did not!" Legolas managed to grunt out, trying to stand up with help from Merry and Pippin.
"I won it fair and square in a bet she made with me," he finally said after the pain began to subside, "She betted that she could beat me in a one on one sword fight, so I took her on it and won."
"Well, Menx," said Aragorn, "sounds like you have no business here. Do you have anywhere to go?"
"No," she said, "he has my steed."
"Well, then, you shall ride with me."
"What? Why?"
"Because," Aragorn said, putting himself upon his horse, "orcs are headed straight this way and we do not wish to be in their path."