**A Month Later**
Elenea stood once again before Lord Sauron.
'Elenea, we are launching an attack on Gondor today. You will prepare the Witch-King and lead Grishgluk troops, understand?'
Elenea bowed. 'Of course, my lord.'
Elenea walked to Minas Morgul, all her thoughts on the imminent battle. This battle could very well be the last battle of Middle Earth. 'We will catch him before long,' Elenea thought.
She prepared the Witch-King's beast and readied the Witch-King himself with special armor. She watched eagerly as the Nazgul took off and headed for the battlefield. Elenea herself wore no armor; only her sword, bow and arrows. Little did she know how much of a mistake it would be. Though perhaps it was destiny...
'Grishgluk, take your troops to the left!' Elenea ordered as they marched upon the city. 'Kluckguch, you take the right! I will take the center!'
As they stood in front of the city, Elenea's eyes spotted flashes of white.' Mithrandir, no doubt,' she thought.
She heard Grishgluk yell, 'Release the prisoners!'
She knew he must be talking about the soldiers killed at Osgiliath. Elenea watched in slight disgust as the catapults released many heads upon the Gondorian soldiers with in the walls. 'Fire catupolts!' she ordered. The Orcs kept firing until there was a large enough hole for many Orcs to pass through, but also for many Gondorian soldiers to come out. As one headed straight for her, she swiftly drew her sword and plunged it through his stomach. She watched in amusement as blood gushed from his wound and he fell to the ground dead.
Instead of fighting within the city, Elenea fought outside the walls. She killed any soldier who challenged her. 'Where are those pirates!?' the thought angrily as she killed yet another soldier. They were supposed to be there by now.
'Finally!' yelled Kluckguch. 'Where have you been, you pirates? Come outa yer ships!'
But not pirates were there in the ships; a man, an elf and a dwarf jumped out, followed by green spirits.
'Plenty enough for the both of us!' the dwarf shouted. All of the spirits charged upon the Dark Forces. Elenea did her best to dodge them, but the man she could not escape from. **Clink** came the sounds of their blades crossing. She caught a brief glimpse of his eyes. 'Where had she seen them before? 'Eli!' a voice cried out in her head. 'Ada'!' she silently called back. Her sudden realization took her off guard for a second; just long enough for Aragorn's sword to catch her shoulder. She cried out in anguish and fell to her knees as the blade pierced skin. Aragorn raised his sword to deliver the final killing stroke.
Pain such as Elenea had never felt before welled up in her heart. All the dreams she had had a month ago came back to her now. The kisses, the joy, the pure love in Aragorn's voice. She suddenly understood was they meant.
'Wait!' Elenea cried out just before the blade touched her; it stopped just in time.
Something in Elenea's voice had caught Aragorn's attention. 'Why?' he asked.
'Please don't kill me!'
'Why?' he asked again.
Elenea's hand struggled to reach the chain around her neck. She grabbed the pendant and held it out before her. Aragorn stared. 'Eli?' he whispered.
Elenea stood once again before Lord Sauron.
'Elenea, we are launching an attack on Gondor today. You will prepare the Witch-King and lead Grishgluk troops, understand?'
Elenea bowed. 'Of course, my lord.'
Elenea walked to Minas Morgul, all her thoughts on the imminent battle. This battle could very well be the last battle of Middle Earth. 'We will catch him before long,' Elenea thought.
She prepared the Witch-King's beast and readied the Witch-King himself with special armor. She watched eagerly as the Nazgul took off and headed for the battlefield. Elenea herself wore no armor; only her sword, bow and arrows. Little did she know how much of a mistake it would be. Though perhaps it was destiny...
'Grishgluk, take your troops to the left!' Elenea ordered as they marched upon the city. 'Kluckguch, you take the right! I will take the center!'
As they stood in front of the city, Elenea's eyes spotted flashes of white.' Mithrandir, no doubt,' she thought.
She heard Grishgluk yell, 'Release the prisoners!'
She knew he must be talking about the soldiers killed at Osgiliath. Elenea watched in slight disgust as the catapults released many heads upon the Gondorian soldiers with in the walls. 'Fire catupolts!' she ordered. The Orcs kept firing until there was a large enough hole for many Orcs to pass through, but also for many Gondorian soldiers to come out. As one headed straight for her, she swiftly drew her sword and plunged it through his stomach. She watched in amusement as blood gushed from his wound and he fell to the ground dead.
Instead of fighting within the city, Elenea fought outside the walls. She killed any soldier who challenged her. 'Where are those pirates!?' the thought angrily as she killed yet another soldier. They were supposed to be there by now.
'Finally!' yelled Kluckguch. 'Where have you been, you pirates? Come outa yer ships!'
But not pirates were there in the ships; a man, an elf and a dwarf jumped out, followed by green spirits.
'Plenty enough for the both of us!' the dwarf shouted. All of the spirits charged upon the Dark Forces. Elenea did her best to dodge them, but the man she could not escape from. **Clink** came the sounds of their blades crossing. She caught a brief glimpse of his eyes. 'Where had she seen them before? 'Eli!' a voice cried out in her head. 'Ada'!' she silently called back. Her sudden realization took her off guard for a second; just long enough for Aragorn's sword to catch her shoulder. She cried out in anguish and fell to her knees as the blade pierced skin. Aragorn raised his sword to deliver the final killing stroke.
Pain such as Elenea had never felt before welled up in her heart. All the dreams she had had a month ago came back to her now. The kisses, the joy, the pure love in Aragorn's voice. She suddenly understood was they meant.
'Wait!' Elenea cried out just before the blade touched her; it stopped just in time.
Something in Elenea's voice had caught Aragorn's attention. 'Why?' he asked.
'Please don't kill me!'
'Why?' he asked again.
Elenea's hand struggled to reach the chain around her neck. She grabbed the pendant and held it out before her. Aragorn stared. 'Eli?' he whispered.