Disclaimer- first page. But ya better re-enforce it huh.
As much as I wish I did, I do not own Legolas, or Aragorn. Nor will I ever own them.
I do, however, own Elondrir, Theomir, Saali, Aelon, and Miaela, who are my creations, so ask if you want to use them guys, I mean, we're all adults here.
Thankyous-
Caunoiech- WOW thankyou sooooooooo much man! Hehe I have no Idea what Hannon Ille means but thanks all the same
Elvenranger 13-
Thanks for yet another review! Luv ya! I never read the Hobbit, but in the 'war of the Ring' game, in the Gollum scenario, it says that Legolas is the only son of Thranduil? (Coz I wanted to see what would happen when u kill him XD) Oh well, too bad.. LOL.
Night Ryder- Hehe you should try writing something about Gimli if you are good at writing funny stuff! Just go along with the movie storyline! He is pretty funny in the movie! If you try send me an email so I can see!!!!
And thanks for the review!!!!!
Radioactive d'arvit- Thanking you for your review!! *hugs*
Mwahaha this chapter was sooooooo fun to write, especially after I got ElvenRangers review, ;) hehe. But yes, I love my Legolas, even though It may seem like I don't at times.
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Oh yes, and this chapter contains a little violence- not too graphic, about pg-13 level, yea, just so you have been warned *laughs* oh yes, violence from me is pretty uhh..pathetic XD so never fear ;)
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Legolas dismounted from his horse, who was fidgeting nervously, recognising the presence of Orcs and the fighting Uruik-Hai nearby.
"It is okay, Mellon-nin, he said gently, trying to soothe the animal, "You may go now, head for home, and do not let the creatures in this forest stop you."
The animal hesitantly turned to leave, then turned back, and nudged the elf, and hard.
"I will be fine," Legolas smiled, and shooed the horse away, watching him dissapear into the shadows of the forest. He then climbed a nearby tree that went up for as far as his sharp eyes could see, and perched patiently on a branch, waiting.
He heard the Uruik-Hai stride noisily through the forest, stepping on branches, and cutting through brush as they went. Suddenly the leader paused, sniffing the air.
"An Elf stood here not long ago," it snarled, turning to it's pack. He went to the tree Legolas sat in, and tore the bark savagely, making the Elf wince.
"He went up here," the Uruik-Hai continued, and then it snapped. "Go after it!" it boomed, and several other of the foul beasts dragged themselves up. Silently, Legolas shifted, and climbed higher. He went up as far as he could, and started to panic slightly as he realised that there was no-where to go. The Orcs were gaining on him fast, and in great numbers.
~When did the Uruik-Hai start climbing trees to catch thier enemies~ Legolas wondered.
He had always known the beasts as lazy, and they would only work if it ment death or torture for them, or if someone far more powerful commanded it of them. He suddenly flinched as one of the beasts grabbed his ankle, and he fell backwards, dropping many of his arrows, and nearly his bow. Then before he could move he was dragged back over the branch he was hanging from, and down to the waiting Uruik-Hai.
The Elf quickly snatched his knife from it's holster, and plunged the blade into the chest of the Orc who was dragging him down, and watched the creature fall from the tree, dead. In an instant, three more of them climbed up, surrounding him, and grabbing for him. One had a club, the other two had small, crudely made blades, that were blunt, and therefore, painful to die upon. The two with daggers attacked him, and he cut one down, but the other slammed his blade against Legolas' hand, making him lose grip of the knife embedded in the body of the dead Uruik-Hai, who then fell from the tree. He cursed softly, and reached for his other knife, when suddenly he felt a white hot line of pain in his left arm- the Uruik behind him had gouged a deep wound with his blunt knife, and his arm hung useless at his side. He retaliated quickly despite his pain, a rough slice with his right arm, and yet another dead enemy fell from the tree.
He took a second to check his arm, which proved almost fatal for him, as a heavy club smashed against his chest, pinning him to the tree trunk for a second, and knocking all the air from his body. He felt himself falling, and grabbed a branch, pulling himself up, only to feel the club connect with his side, making a sickening crunch as several of his ribs were broken. He wavered, falling against the trunk of the tree for support, and lost his balance. With the help of another club to his already injured ribs, he felt light-headed, and lost his balance. For the first time in his long life, he fell from the tree, his injured arm preventing him from clinging to any of the branches for more that a few seconds.
The elf winced as he painfully hit one of the branches, and was unable to prepare himself well enough before he landed on the ground at the base of the tree. He groaned weakly, badly winded, and unable to move on the ground. The Uruik-Hai milled around his injured form, grinning evilly in anticipation of seeing the slight being in front of them be tortured.
One of the bolder beasts kicked him hard in the side, doing nothing to aid the Elf's breathing, and then more followed his lead. One of them Wielded a heavy club, and brought it down too close to his head for comfort, and he tried to move. The club broke his arm. Another heavy blow, and it smashed his unbroken right ribs.
Legolas tried to roll, to shield himself, which he found virtually impossible, and then he groaned inwardly as he felt an arrow sink deep into his shoulder, and seconds later, another pierced his side. More of them kicked him, and at last the elf cried out in pain- one of the clubs had landed on the site of the arrow wound, forcing the shaft to snap and splinter, and forcing it back through another path. He felt deathly ill.
~ You sealed your own fate this time~ He thought weakly to himself. The Uruik-Hai, deciding that hitting the area where they had shot him with an arrow was causing him great amounts of pain, brought another club down on his exhausted and injured form.
This time, the white hot pain that seered through him engulfed him completely. His head swam, and he lost consciousness.
Moments later, the Uruik-Hai lost interest in their game, and abandoned the elf, leaving him lying by the tree momentarily as they argued over what to do with him.
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