****Later***
Aragorn got ready for the great battle ahead. He put on his chain mail, then his elven hunting dagger. Last of all, he reached for his sword.
Legolas held out the sword. "We have trusted you so far. You have not lead us astray." Legolas said. "Forgive me, I was wrong to despair."
Aragorn shook his head, a slight smile curving his lips. "Nu muey eh Legolas." *There is nothing to forgive, Legolas.*
It was then, that Gimli walked in, trying to put on his own armor. "It's about time I get this adjusted." Then, he let the chain mail fall to the ground, where it pooled. "It's a little tight around the chest."
Suddenly, there was a call from a horn beyond the castle wall. Legolas turned on his heel. "That is no orc horn."
With that, all three of them ran up the stairs. Except of course, Gimli, who had to pulled the chain mail up with his hands and tottle up.
***Outside***
Orian marched. Like she had been doing all day. But as she set her eyes on the grey stone of Helms Deep, she was grateful for the long walk to end. As the elvish horns sounded the great gates of the fortress opened, and they filed in. The warriors of Lothlorien strode through the gates and passed the many gaping faces of the Rohan fighters.
She wasn't far from the front of the procession. Orian watched as Haldir turned away from leading the group and strode to stand in front of Rohan's king, who had just come.
"How is this possible?" The king asked.
"I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell." Haldir said, raising his head and standing strait and strong as a prime example of an Elf. "An alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together."
The Elvish warriors came to a halt, and Orian could see from the corner of her eye that Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas had followed the Rohan king down the stairs.
Haldir looked up at Aragorn. "We have come to honor that allegiance."
Aragorn smiled, walking up to Lothlorian's Captain. "Megovanetth."
Haldir saluted the future king of Gondor, but Aragorn reacted with a hug.
"You are most welcome." Aragorn said.
Haldir looked up at the King of Rohan. "We are proud to fight alongside men once more."
Legolas came down the steps, saluting Haldir also.
It was then that the whole company of Elves turned on their heels, and faced the king of Rohan. Orian followed the other warriors, although she had never marched before, it came almost like instinct to her. The rhythm of moving the feet, the precise count of turning, it was all very easy to any elf. It was then that she got a good look at him.
Orian looked at Legolas from the Lothlorien ranks. He was dressed and ready for battle, and the gleam in his eyes told her that he was glad that they were there. Suddenly, Orian saw that Legolas felt her gaze on him and glanced over the warriors. Orian's heart skipped a beat, and she concentrated on looking at the elf in front of her. It would capsize all of her fail-safes if he saw her.
After a moment, Orian looked up. Legolas had not found her, and he just stood beside Haldir, his back to them. But still the site of him was enough to help her weary legs forget about their tiredness. Orian knew that the battle ahead would leave her legs much more tired than they were already. Hopefully, when dawn came, it would be only wariness she would have to suffer.
Haldir turned to face his fighters. Orian met his gaze, his eyes asking a question whether she was certain. There was still a chance that she could probably hide with the Rohan women and children and possibly be safe. Still she answered by raising her chin. She had made her decision and was going to stand by it.
Haldir nodded. "Agrieth lese." *Follow me.*
***LATER***
Orian was not up on the wall. Haldir had seen to that. Although at the time she hadn't suspected it, and just supposed that it was by mere chance that she wouldn't see the enemy until they pushed through the wall. But it was later when she was standing in the moist cold that she knew that her old friend knew exactly what he was doing.
She was behind with a smaller regiment of archers. All was silent, except for the thundering of what she guessed were Uruk-Hai marching towards them. She glanced around at the other warriors, and could see that their faces were grave. Looking up and in front of them she could see the other elves lined up on the wall. She couldn't see Legolas, but Haldir's crimson cloak was easy to spot. Then, almost on cue, the rain started to come down. A thundering was emitted from outside the wall, and Orian could only suppose that it was the Uruk-Hai. It stopped. And Orian could feel a chill go through her, it was the horrible calm before the storm. Suddenly, it began.
She watched as the archers up on the wall let loose a heavy volley of deadly arrows. Orian saw Aragorn of Gondor turn to them, his sword raised.
"Draw!" Aragorn called.
Orian took a fine swan arrow and set it to her bow. As did all the other archers standing in the deepening mud behind the great wall.
"Fire!"
They let loose their arrows, which made a hissing sound, meaning a quick death to some unlucky Uruk-Hai behind the wall.
***LATER***
"Bring him down, Legolas!" Aragorn cried. "Kill him!"
Legolas looked around, and spotted an enemy bearing a brightly lit torch toward the wall. He took aim, and fired.
It was a direct hit, but the Uruk-Hai kept staggering forward.
Legolas loosed another arrow, but still the dirty creature stumbled in a determined run, careening himself into the water drain.
It was then that there was the great explosion, and a huge boom of sound and fire. The wall blew out, and Legolas watched with a sickening sensation as great stones were uprooted, and the floor shook where he stood. Legolas threw himself away, trying to get to a safer vantage. But still the explosion threw him hard against the stone, and it took the air out of his lungs.
***Below***
The ground shook, and Orian's eyes grew wide as what had separated her from the enemy was blown away like sand in the wind. She had been watching Legolas and Aragorn up on the wall in combat with the Uruk-Hai. Now Aragorn had been thrown to the ground at the very feet of the enemy, and Legolas had disappeared entirely.
She notched an arrow to her bow, and all of the other warriors followed her lead. Suddenly, the dwarf saw that Aragorn was in trouble, and threw himself into the mass of Uruk-Hai coming through the hole in the wall. Orian cursed. They could not loose their arrows until the infernal dwarf got out of the way!
"Gimli!" Aragorn called, getting to his feet.
But the dwarf didn't listen, he was too far into his crazy I'm-going-to- tear-you-apart stage. Suddenly, Gimli got a knee to the face, and was pushed into the dirty drain water.
"Fire!" Aragorn cried.
Orian loosed her arrow, and it struck her target right on, embedding itself in the Uruk-Hai's soft neck. She wished Haldir had been there to see that, it was a great shot.
Then, they drew their swords, the Uruks already being too close to fire any more arrows. Orian kept her eyes on Aragorn.
"Charge!" Aragorn yelled.
Thus they did. Orian ran down the hill and over the rocks, her sword in her hands. It was then that she felt the first bit of fear. Orian had never been trained in the art of hand to hand combat, and knew very little on the subject. But still she charged, sword at the ready.
The Uruk who met Orian was huge, about a foot taller than she and wearing thick armor. She slashed at his neck, but he deflected her sword like taking it away from a child. The foul thing grabbed her neck in it's huge left hand, drawing her up close to it's face. Somehow it could tell, it could somehow tell that Orian was a female. Orian's green eyes grew big as the Uruk-Hai breathed on her face with surprised amusement, it's horrible breath making her stomach churn.
Without really knowing it, Orian cried out in fear.
Legolas, who had just gotten himself up off the cold stone which was all that remained of the wall, heard the cry. It made his heart quicken and sense of battle heighten to a degree he did not remember reaching ever before. His head was still not thinking correctly, or at least he would later think so, because all he connected with the scream was Orian. Orian was in trouble, and he had to save her.
Taking a Uruk-Hai chest plate he threw it on the floor next to the stairs, and leaped onto it, his momentum carrying him down. He literally rode the chest plate down the long set of stairs, letting loose several arrows into the side of a Uruk who held an Elvish warrior by the throat.
Orian turned to see her savior, and met the blue eyes of the Mirkwood Prince. Legolas's eyes widened, and his mouth opened in surprise.
Taking no time to thank him in any fashion, Orian bolted away. Perhaps he hadn't gotten a good look at her.
She was wrong. Legolas blinked, wondering if he had hit his head too hard. He took out his twin fighting knives, running a Uruk through the neck, and then pushing it away with his foot. Then, he set out after that one Lothlorien warrior, who looked exactly like someone he knew very well indeed.
Orian glanced over her shoulder, and saw that Legolas was hot on her heels. But soon he had to deal with other matters, and those other matters being about two Uruks looking at him with their blades already stained with blood.
She looked up at the mass of Uruks pouring through the gaping hole in the wall, knowing instantly that there was no way that they could keep them at bay. Suddenly, she heard-
"To the keep!" Aragorn cried. "Fall back to the keep!"
With that, she turned on her heel, and began to follow the other Lothlorien warriors up and away from the Uruks.
***To be Continued!
(A.N. I'm adding two chapters on at a time. So just continue...but a review would be nice! :)
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Aragorn got ready for the great battle ahead. He put on his chain mail, then his elven hunting dagger. Last of all, he reached for his sword.
Legolas held out the sword. "We have trusted you so far. You have not lead us astray." Legolas said. "Forgive me, I was wrong to despair."
Aragorn shook his head, a slight smile curving his lips. "Nu muey eh Legolas." *There is nothing to forgive, Legolas.*
It was then, that Gimli walked in, trying to put on his own armor. "It's about time I get this adjusted." Then, he let the chain mail fall to the ground, where it pooled. "It's a little tight around the chest."
Suddenly, there was a call from a horn beyond the castle wall. Legolas turned on his heel. "That is no orc horn."
With that, all three of them ran up the stairs. Except of course, Gimli, who had to pulled the chain mail up with his hands and tottle up.
***Outside***
Orian marched. Like she had been doing all day. But as she set her eyes on the grey stone of Helms Deep, she was grateful for the long walk to end. As the elvish horns sounded the great gates of the fortress opened, and they filed in. The warriors of Lothlorien strode through the gates and passed the many gaping faces of the Rohan fighters.
She wasn't far from the front of the procession. Orian watched as Haldir turned away from leading the group and strode to stand in front of Rohan's king, who had just come.
"How is this possible?" The king asked.
"I bring word from Elrond of Rivendell." Haldir said, raising his head and standing strait and strong as a prime example of an Elf. "An alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago we fought and died together."
The Elvish warriors came to a halt, and Orian could see from the corner of her eye that Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas had followed the Rohan king down the stairs.
Haldir looked up at Aragorn. "We have come to honor that allegiance."
Aragorn smiled, walking up to Lothlorian's Captain. "Megovanetth."
Haldir saluted the future king of Gondor, but Aragorn reacted with a hug.
"You are most welcome." Aragorn said.
Haldir looked up at the King of Rohan. "We are proud to fight alongside men once more."
Legolas came down the steps, saluting Haldir also.
It was then that the whole company of Elves turned on their heels, and faced the king of Rohan. Orian followed the other warriors, although she had never marched before, it came almost like instinct to her. The rhythm of moving the feet, the precise count of turning, it was all very easy to any elf. It was then that she got a good look at him.
Orian looked at Legolas from the Lothlorien ranks. He was dressed and ready for battle, and the gleam in his eyes told her that he was glad that they were there. Suddenly, Orian saw that Legolas felt her gaze on him and glanced over the warriors. Orian's heart skipped a beat, and she concentrated on looking at the elf in front of her. It would capsize all of her fail-safes if he saw her.
After a moment, Orian looked up. Legolas had not found her, and he just stood beside Haldir, his back to them. But still the site of him was enough to help her weary legs forget about their tiredness. Orian knew that the battle ahead would leave her legs much more tired than they were already. Hopefully, when dawn came, it would be only wariness she would have to suffer.
Haldir turned to face his fighters. Orian met his gaze, his eyes asking a question whether she was certain. There was still a chance that she could probably hide with the Rohan women and children and possibly be safe. Still she answered by raising her chin. She had made her decision and was going to stand by it.
Haldir nodded. "Agrieth lese." *Follow me.*
***LATER***
Orian was not up on the wall. Haldir had seen to that. Although at the time she hadn't suspected it, and just supposed that it was by mere chance that she wouldn't see the enemy until they pushed through the wall. But it was later when she was standing in the moist cold that she knew that her old friend knew exactly what he was doing.
She was behind with a smaller regiment of archers. All was silent, except for the thundering of what she guessed were Uruk-Hai marching towards them. She glanced around at the other warriors, and could see that their faces were grave. Looking up and in front of them she could see the other elves lined up on the wall. She couldn't see Legolas, but Haldir's crimson cloak was easy to spot. Then, almost on cue, the rain started to come down. A thundering was emitted from outside the wall, and Orian could only suppose that it was the Uruk-Hai. It stopped. And Orian could feel a chill go through her, it was the horrible calm before the storm. Suddenly, it began.
She watched as the archers up on the wall let loose a heavy volley of deadly arrows. Orian saw Aragorn of Gondor turn to them, his sword raised.
"Draw!" Aragorn called.
Orian took a fine swan arrow and set it to her bow. As did all the other archers standing in the deepening mud behind the great wall.
"Fire!"
They let loose their arrows, which made a hissing sound, meaning a quick death to some unlucky Uruk-Hai behind the wall.
***LATER***
"Bring him down, Legolas!" Aragorn cried. "Kill him!"
Legolas looked around, and spotted an enemy bearing a brightly lit torch toward the wall. He took aim, and fired.
It was a direct hit, but the Uruk-Hai kept staggering forward.
Legolas loosed another arrow, but still the dirty creature stumbled in a determined run, careening himself into the water drain.
It was then that there was the great explosion, and a huge boom of sound and fire. The wall blew out, and Legolas watched with a sickening sensation as great stones were uprooted, and the floor shook where he stood. Legolas threw himself away, trying to get to a safer vantage. But still the explosion threw him hard against the stone, and it took the air out of his lungs.
***Below***
The ground shook, and Orian's eyes grew wide as what had separated her from the enemy was blown away like sand in the wind. She had been watching Legolas and Aragorn up on the wall in combat with the Uruk-Hai. Now Aragorn had been thrown to the ground at the very feet of the enemy, and Legolas had disappeared entirely.
She notched an arrow to her bow, and all of the other warriors followed her lead. Suddenly, the dwarf saw that Aragorn was in trouble, and threw himself into the mass of Uruk-Hai coming through the hole in the wall. Orian cursed. They could not loose their arrows until the infernal dwarf got out of the way!
"Gimli!" Aragorn called, getting to his feet.
But the dwarf didn't listen, he was too far into his crazy I'm-going-to- tear-you-apart stage. Suddenly, Gimli got a knee to the face, and was pushed into the dirty drain water.
"Fire!" Aragorn cried.
Orian loosed her arrow, and it struck her target right on, embedding itself in the Uruk-Hai's soft neck. She wished Haldir had been there to see that, it was a great shot.
Then, they drew their swords, the Uruks already being too close to fire any more arrows. Orian kept her eyes on Aragorn.
"Charge!" Aragorn yelled.
Thus they did. Orian ran down the hill and over the rocks, her sword in her hands. It was then that she felt the first bit of fear. Orian had never been trained in the art of hand to hand combat, and knew very little on the subject. But still she charged, sword at the ready.
The Uruk who met Orian was huge, about a foot taller than she and wearing thick armor. She slashed at his neck, but he deflected her sword like taking it away from a child. The foul thing grabbed her neck in it's huge left hand, drawing her up close to it's face. Somehow it could tell, it could somehow tell that Orian was a female. Orian's green eyes grew big as the Uruk-Hai breathed on her face with surprised amusement, it's horrible breath making her stomach churn.
Without really knowing it, Orian cried out in fear.
Legolas, who had just gotten himself up off the cold stone which was all that remained of the wall, heard the cry. It made his heart quicken and sense of battle heighten to a degree he did not remember reaching ever before. His head was still not thinking correctly, or at least he would later think so, because all he connected with the scream was Orian. Orian was in trouble, and he had to save her.
Taking a Uruk-Hai chest plate he threw it on the floor next to the stairs, and leaped onto it, his momentum carrying him down. He literally rode the chest plate down the long set of stairs, letting loose several arrows into the side of a Uruk who held an Elvish warrior by the throat.
Orian turned to see her savior, and met the blue eyes of the Mirkwood Prince. Legolas's eyes widened, and his mouth opened in surprise.
Taking no time to thank him in any fashion, Orian bolted away. Perhaps he hadn't gotten a good look at her.
She was wrong. Legolas blinked, wondering if he had hit his head too hard. He took out his twin fighting knives, running a Uruk through the neck, and then pushing it away with his foot. Then, he set out after that one Lothlorien warrior, who looked exactly like someone he knew very well indeed.
Orian glanced over her shoulder, and saw that Legolas was hot on her heels. But soon he had to deal with other matters, and those other matters being about two Uruks looking at him with their blades already stained with blood.
She looked up at the mass of Uruks pouring through the gaping hole in the wall, knowing instantly that there was no way that they could keep them at bay. Suddenly, she heard-
"To the keep!" Aragorn cried. "Fall back to the keep!"
With that, she turned on her heel, and began to follow the other Lothlorien warriors up and away from the Uruks.
***To be Continued!
(A.N. I'm adding two chapters on at a time. So just continue...but a review would be nice! :)
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