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A/N: web site… hello…Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…I'm sure you get it.
Time: Ouch (Titles suck and Prozac doesn't help.)
"Boromir!" Holly yelled. She ran out from behind a small grove and saw Boromir beating back rabid orcs. She then saw Pippin and Merry watching from behind. She heard footsteps and gruesome snarls come from behind her. A particularly large orc came from the grove and Holly ducked behind a tree. The Uruk-hai leader walked out, carrying a large, compound bow with an arrow in place.
Holly nearly fell backwards at the stench of its flesh. He looked like he was ripped apart and then stitched back together. She realized it could only be one orc. Lurtz. Drool dribbled down his chin and he took aim at Boromir. Holly was fighting the smell of decayed flesh when she heard the first arrow whiz through the air and hit something with a loud thud. Her world stopped.
"Boromir," she whispered, afraid beyond all reason. Suddenly, a look of great determination engulfed her. With a vengeful yell, Holly ran out from behind her tree and tackled Lurtz from behind. He roared and clawed at her. Finally, he grabbed her and threw her against a tree, loading an arrow with lightning speed. Before she could regain her balance, Holly felt a gut- wrenching pain in her abdomen. Metal tore at flesh as an arrow drove into her. Looking down, Holly was in shock.
"Holly!" Boromir yelled. He had an arrow in his shoulder and watched, unable to do anything for the orcs flooding in around him. Desperately, he tried to fight them away. He succeeded in killing many of them and ran toward Lurtz and his wife-to-be.
Before he could get there, Lurtz grabbed Holly's shirt collar and tossed her. A deafening scream escaped her lips and was immediately muted as she hit a rock…hard and past out. Boromir stopped mid-stride and stared, horror-stricken. Holly wasn't moving. He fell to his knees and watched as orcs carried two rebellious hobbits and Holly off. All hope was lost. Holly was gone.
An armored foot came into his line of view and Boromir looked up. Lurtz was standing before him, an arrow pointed at his head. Boromir saw no reason to live, so he welcomed the oncoming sting of death.
At that moment, Aragorn's voice cut through he air and Lurtz was knocked sideways. Boromir watched the ranger struggle against the orc. He was almost afraid that he would cause even more death when Rachel ran into the situation.
"You bastard! Get the fuck away from him!" she yelled and she sliced Lurtz's leg open with a dagger. He shrieked in agony and Rachel ripped her knife out. Aragorn jumped him from behind, but was flung into a tree. Lurtz threw his shield at Aragorn and caught his neck between its two points. Aragorn tried with all his might to free himself of the orc's shield, but couldn't. With a grotesque look of rage on her face, Rachel pulled her gun from its holster and shot Lurtz in the back. It gave her time to help pry away the metal around Aragorn's neck.
"Thanks," he said.
"Shut up and kick some ass!" Rachel yelled at him. He picked up his sword and Lurtz lunged at Rachel. She ducked as Aragorn sliced Lurtz's head off. Blood splattered them both and Aragorn didn't miss a beat before he knelt beside Boromir.
"They took the little ones! They took my love!" he sobbed. Aragorn looked at his wounded shoulder and moved to pull it out. "Leave it! I'd rather die than live not knowing if Holly's alive!"
"You're not going to die!" Rachel yelled from behind them. She threw some gauze and a few cloth pads with rubbing alcohol at them. Aragorn pulled the arrow out and Boromir screamed. Rachel didn't even notice. She was staring off in the direction that the orcs had fled. A small cloud of dust was trailing behind their retreating forms and with a cry, Rachel began running.
"Where do you think you're going?" Gimli shouted after her. Legolas knew precisely where she was going and ran after her. She wasn't going to get herself killed.
Rachel couldn't think of anything but the scream that she knew was Holly's. If she had made her way there a little bit faster…
A hand grabbed her arm and spun her around. Legolas caught her, as he always did, and Rachel snapped her hand away from him. She didn't say anything, but began running again. Legolas held her arm tightly and Rachel tried to punch him. He dodged it easily.
"Get off me! Get off…" Rachel said, her words slowly turning into a whisper. Holly wasn't going to go through what she knew Merry and Pippin did in the book. Legolas grabbed her other arm and Rachel fought with all her strength, but the elf was stronger than she.
"You can't do anything," he said quietly. Rachel shook her head and Legolas could see the tears barely present in her eyes.
"I can, though! I could have. I knew it would happen! I knew all of this would happen! Don't you understand? It's my fault!" Rachel yelled. She jerked herself away from Legolas and fell to the floor. Her hair fell over her face, but the elven prince knew she was in pain. He walked forward feeling guilty for letting her fall.
"Rachel…"
"Don't! Just get away from me!" she cried. Whatever happened, she wouldn't let anyone see her cry. No one really had for over a decade.
"Please. Let me help," Legolas pleaded. When he heard a click and a pistol was aimed at his chest, he knew that Rachel wanted space.
"I'll be fine. Leave," she commanded. Her voice was calm. Legolas walked away, his hands held out in surrender. After he was out of site. Rachel's hands began to shake and she dropped the gun. She brought her knees into her chest and sat, fighting back her sobs. Today was definitely not her day.
A/N: web site… hello…Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…I'm sure you get it.
Time: Ouch (Titles suck and Prozac doesn't help.)
"Boromir!" Holly yelled. She ran out from behind a small grove and saw Boromir beating back rabid orcs. She then saw Pippin and Merry watching from behind. She heard footsteps and gruesome snarls come from behind her. A particularly large orc came from the grove and Holly ducked behind a tree. The Uruk-hai leader walked out, carrying a large, compound bow with an arrow in place.
Holly nearly fell backwards at the stench of its flesh. He looked like he was ripped apart and then stitched back together. She realized it could only be one orc. Lurtz. Drool dribbled down his chin and he took aim at Boromir. Holly was fighting the smell of decayed flesh when she heard the first arrow whiz through the air and hit something with a loud thud. Her world stopped.
"Boromir," she whispered, afraid beyond all reason. Suddenly, a look of great determination engulfed her. With a vengeful yell, Holly ran out from behind her tree and tackled Lurtz from behind. He roared and clawed at her. Finally, he grabbed her and threw her against a tree, loading an arrow with lightning speed. Before she could regain her balance, Holly felt a gut- wrenching pain in her abdomen. Metal tore at flesh as an arrow drove into her. Looking down, Holly was in shock.
"Holly!" Boromir yelled. He had an arrow in his shoulder and watched, unable to do anything for the orcs flooding in around him. Desperately, he tried to fight them away. He succeeded in killing many of them and ran toward Lurtz and his wife-to-be.
Before he could get there, Lurtz grabbed Holly's shirt collar and tossed her. A deafening scream escaped her lips and was immediately muted as she hit a rock…hard and past out. Boromir stopped mid-stride and stared, horror-stricken. Holly wasn't moving. He fell to his knees and watched as orcs carried two rebellious hobbits and Holly off. All hope was lost. Holly was gone.
An armored foot came into his line of view and Boromir looked up. Lurtz was standing before him, an arrow pointed at his head. Boromir saw no reason to live, so he welcomed the oncoming sting of death.
At that moment, Aragorn's voice cut through he air and Lurtz was knocked sideways. Boromir watched the ranger struggle against the orc. He was almost afraid that he would cause even more death when Rachel ran into the situation.
"You bastard! Get the fuck away from him!" she yelled and she sliced Lurtz's leg open with a dagger. He shrieked in agony and Rachel ripped her knife out. Aragorn jumped him from behind, but was flung into a tree. Lurtz threw his shield at Aragorn and caught his neck between its two points. Aragorn tried with all his might to free himself of the orc's shield, but couldn't. With a grotesque look of rage on her face, Rachel pulled her gun from its holster and shot Lurtz in the back. It gave her time to help pry away the metal around Aragorn's neck.
"Thanks," he said.
"Shut up and kick some ass!" Rachel yelled at him. He picked up his sword and Lurtz lunged at Rachel. She ducked as Aragorn sliced Lurtz's head off. Blood splattered them both and Aragorn didn't miss a beat before he knelt beside Boromir.
"They took the little ones! They took my love!" he sobbed. Aragorn looked at his wounded shoulder and moved to pull it out. "Leave it! I'd rather die than live not knowing if Holly's alive!"
"You're not going to die!" Rachel yelled from behind them. She threw some gauze and a few cloth pads with rubbing alcohol at them. Aragorn pulled the arrow out and Boromir screamed. Rachel didn't even notice. She was staring off in the direction that the orcs had fled. A small cloud of dust was trailing behind their retreating forms and with a cry, Rachel began running.
"Where do you think you're going?" Gimli shouted after her. Legolas knew precisely where she was going and ran after her. She wasn't going to get herself killed.
Rachel couldn't think of anything but the scream that she knew was Holly's. If she had made her way there a little bit faster…
A hand grabbed her arm and spun her around. Legolas caught her, as he always did, and Rachel snapped her hand away from him. She didn't say anything, but began running again. Legolas held her arm tightly and Rachel tried to punch him. He dodged it easily.
"Get off me! Get off…" Rachel said, her words slowly turning into a whisper. Holly wasn't going to go through what she knew Merry and Pippin did in the book. Legolas grabbed her other arm and Rachel fought with all her strength, but the elf was stronger than she.
"You can't do anything," he said quietly. Rachel shook her head and Legolas could see the tears barely present in her eyes.
"I can, though! I could have. I knew it would happen! I knew all of this would happen! Don't you understand? It's my fault!" Rachel yelled. She jerked herself away from Legolas and fell to the floor. Her hair fell over her face, but the elven prince knew she was in pain. He walked forward feeling guilty for letting her fall.
"Rachel…"
"Don't! Just get away from me!" she cried. Whatever happened, she wouldn't let anyone see her cry. No one really had for over a decade.
"Please. Let me help," Legolas pleaded. When he heard a click and a pistol was aimed at his chest, he knew that Rachel wanted space.
"I'll be fine. Leave," she commanded. Her voice was calm. Legolas walked away, his hands held out in surrender. After he was out of site. Rachel's hands began to shake and she dropped the gun. She brought her knees into her chest and sat, fighting back her sobs. Today was definitely not her day.