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Chapter 2

The night falls

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Legolas woke with a start. As he looked around, an icy wind blew through the small campsite and nipped at his skin. He pulled the cloak tighter around. It was the cloak of Lorien, which he had received 10 years earlier on the Fellowship's journey to Mordor. He smiled slightly as he remembered it all, from start to finish.

It felt like only yesterday that it had all happened, as it would to an elf. Images flashed through his mind: of Frodo's face at the Council of Elrond, Fangorn Forest, the Glittering Caves and the Sea. The Sea, how he longed to sail on it, touch its surface, feel the water filter through his long and slender fingers. Sea-longing they called it and for Legolas it was a longing with almost all of his heart. The small part that caused him to remain was the part for his family, friends and of course his home.

As soon as he married he would become King of Mirkwood, which was the reason for him never become attached to someone. It would stop all chances of him travelling around Middle-Earth and perhaps beyond. He loved them then dumped them. He was known as a heartbreaker in his kingdom.

A soft sound shook Legolas from his thoughts. Being a force against them for many years he would recognise their harsh way of speaking anywhere. And it certainly didn't belong in a forest. "Orcs! Aragorn, Gimli wake up!!! We've been ambushed!" Legolas urgently shook his companions in their sleep. Aragorn immediately jumped to his feet but Gimli needed a little more persuasion. Annoyed by being woken up he said rather gruffly; "What is it now Master Elf? You have been rather jumpy lately. Though not without good reason, I must say!" "Get up, orcs are coming in all directions!" Without waiting for a response, Legolas pulled Gimli to his feet and chucked him his axe. Just then, without warning an orc jumped out of a bush and into the camp. Legolas quickly aimed an arrow at its head and let it fly. It hit the orc, square between the eyes, and it fell on the floor.

He pulled another out of his quiver and placed it in the bow. As Legolas turned he saw Gimli and Aragorn hacking away at a group of orcs. He spun sharply on his heel and shot another orc. This carried on until he ran out of arrows. He unsheaved his knives, which rang clearly, and swiftly stabbed the last of his foul enemies.

Looking around at the campsite, he could hear Gimli panting slightly, out of breath. Aragorn wiped the orkish blood off his sword and placed it back in its sheath. "Something is wrong! Fangorn hasn't been like this for years!" Legolas cried. Aragorn knew Legolas was right. "We must go back! It is not safe anymore!"

They started running towards the edge of the forest, where Arod and Hasufel were reined. They untied the rope and Legolas jumped up then hauled Gimli up after him. And with an elvish word to the horses, they sped off into the night, in the direction of Lothlorien.

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