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~*~ Tiffiany-45: All right! Someone likes my ideas! I was worried I was going to get one of those dumb reviews from those people who think that this is an actual reality with actual customs and go `That is so not true! I wish I could hit you!' And I have had people tell me that but it's okay. I'm a big girl, I can handle it!
~*~ Soccer-Bitch: Here you go and thanks so much for the compliment! It made my day!
Onto the story!
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Chapter 12
Over the next few days, the orcs had grown tired of their twisted game with Zara and mostly left her alone. They did not, however, leave Legolas alone. They obviously felt it was their heathen duty to torture and torment a male elf as much as physically possible.
His face was full of gashes and dried patches of blood. It hurt him to move his body in any fashion. The only thing that was keeping him going was the thought of Zara, and their unborn child. He had to stay strong, and hopefully alive, for them.
The orcs continued to march them down a beaten path in the woods, Legolas prayed to the heavens that it was not to their deaths. Like Zara, he too felt the air bubble with anticipation and hostility. It seemed that with every step the air thickened and the trees leaned forward slightly as if to get a better view.
Zara stumbled beside him. The only positive thing the couple had going for them was the fact that the orcs allowed Zara and Legolas to march beside each other now. Apparently they can care less if they both die. Her body was still weak and feeble and she still got sick a couple of times a day. Legolas wrapped his arm around her waist to steady her.
"How much longer?" She croacked. "How much longer to what?" He asked looking at her. "Until we live or die?" "Zara." He started taking her hand firmly in his. "We will live. It will not be long now until we are home again. The actions of the trees frighten me, yet strangely comfort me. Something will happen soon. Whether good or bad, something will happen."
The two continued to march in silence as the pounding of orc feet rattled in their heads. The sound was so monotonous that they could have fallen asleep if it were not for the searing pain in their bodies. However, after several more hours of walking, something broke through the monotony.
Legolas' ears perked at the new sound; the new sound of horse hooves galloping their way. He glanced at Zara who was listening intently to the new sound with a slight grin on her face. It was the first that had graced her lips since they left the Shire. "They're coming." She mouthed with glee.
Ahead of them, the leader of the orcs raised his fist, signaling them to stop. He sniffed the air. "A human pursues us." He growled. "Aragorn." Legolas breathed. The galloping was getting louder and closer.
The two elves stood closer together with their hands intertwined firmly. The orcs scrambled about to get into a battle position. One roughly grabbed Zara by an arm and tried to drag her away. "No!" Zara shrieked at the action and tried to grab onto Legolas again. He too was held by orcs and was being dragged in the opposite direction. "Zara!" He tried to reach for her outstretched arm but his injured arms were bounded tightly.
Zara continued to struggle as horses made their way onto the path. "Let me go!" She cried. "Keep your mouth shut girl!" Her orcan captor snarled as he punched her hard in her stomach. Shock filled her eyes as she fell limp to the ground, clutching her stomach.
Arrows were now whizzing past her head yet she didn't care. She gasped for breath and searched for Legolas. Her bleary eyes could make out Aragorn, Gimli, Xavier, and Jatlin among other men of the Mirkwood army fighting the foes. She felt a slight twinge comfort at that but was not soothed.
The world was comming in and out of focus now. She layed in the brush gasping for breath. A pair of strong arms circled her body and lifted her onto a horse and began to gallop off. She was not as afraid becasue she knew it was not an orc.
"Legolas." She whispered. "Shhh. It will be all right." A voice said in a gentle tone. Zara believed the anonymous tongue and closed her eyes as they continued to ride.
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"Legolas! Zara!" Jatlin cried as he surveyed the battle. Their men were fighting vigorously and were gaining ground. Many of the orcs had retreated to the shelter of the wood. Jatlin continued to scan the land until he saw his friend weilding an orc sword, battling as hard as he could even though he was already badly injured.
Jatiln could see the blood patches, both fresh and old, on his face and dark bruises along his exposed skin. Jatiln began to rush to his friend. He could see the orcs beginning to target Legolas over everybody else.
One orc had the club that he had so gladly tortured Legolas with and crashed it hard upon the elf's head. Legolas immediatly fell the the ground unconscious. Jatlin ran faster over to his friend to keep more harm from reaching him, then he saw an axe blade swinging around the area where he laid. Gimli had beaten him there and way defending Legolas as hard as his axe could slash. Orc heads were pittering on the ground and Jatlin kneeled down to Legolas.
"Legolas." He said as he tapped his friend's face gently to try to waken him. "Aragorn!" Jatlin yelled as he picked Legolas up and ran for the closest horse. Aragorn turned at his name and saw Jatlin placed an unconscious Legolas on a horse.
"Retreat!" Aragorn cried. He knew where Zara was and was slightly upset and the circumstace that surrounded it. Right now, however, the only thing that mattered was getting Legolas medical assistance and getting them all back to Mirkwood.
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Aragorn and his men galloped into a clearing away from the battle scene. "Rinarmo!" He yelled as he saw the lord bent over the still form of Zara, who laid on the grass. "Why didn't you inform someone of your private plan?"
"Why should I?" Rinarmo questioned as the men before him dismounted. "Zara is to be my wife and nothing else in that battle mattered to me. As long as she got out alive, that was the only vital thing." "There were other men present along with the prince of the country which you are currently residing in. It was most uncivilized to leave men who are on your side to fight and die due to lack of information and communication." Aragorn strode over to Zara and kneeled down.
He placed his hand on her head and examined the many cuts and bruises. He placed his head on her chest to find her heartbeat and breathing steady. Nothing out of the ordinary. He turned slightly to find Rinarmo looking at the sky before he picked up her left hand. He nodded knowingly when he saw the three rings on her hand. He smiled softly and placed her hand on her stomach. Satisfied with his inspection he went to check on Legolas.
Gimli stood over his friend as Xavier and another elf treated his wounds. He turned when Aragorn walked up. "How is he?" Aragorn asked the dwarf as he watched the others bandage him. "Bad." Gimli whispered as his eyes gazed upon his hurt friend. "So much time of torture has left its mark. He does not even appear to be the friend I once knew."
It was true. Legolas' face was almost unrecognizable throughout the bruising and bleeding. His eyes were shut and his mouth was slightly parted. He looked as if he were merely sleeping. Aragorn nudged Gimli and pointed to Legolas' hand. Gimli looked down and saw a mirthril band adorning his ring finger. Gimli smiled slightly. "He went through all of that running and hiding to live and now he might not get the chance to taste the sweetness of it."
Xavier leaned back as Legolas' mouth began to move. It appeared as if he were trying to say something. Aragorn carefully watched his lips. The message was one that could bring both fear and elation to a soul, but one that no one else should know of right now.
"We must leave quickly." Aragorn said. "The orcs could be close. We must get Legolas and Zara to safety, quickly."
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~*~ Legolas/SailorMoonLoverBonita: Are sure you won't need another? That one must be soaked right about now! I'm so glad you like it.
~*~ nuja: You'll have to find out!
~*~ Skinners: I'm so happy you're enjoying this! Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough!
~*~ carlie: Your wish is my command.
~*~ Tiffiany-45: All right! Someone likes my ideas! I was worried I was going to get one of those dumb reviews from those people who think that this is an actual reality with actual customs and go `That is so not true! I wish I could hit you!' And I have had people tell me that but it's okay. I'm a big girl, I can handle it!
~*~ Soccer-Bitch: Here you go and thanks so much for the compliment! It made my day!
Onto the story!
~*~
Chapter 12
Over the next few days, the orcs had grown tired of their twisted game with Zara and mostly left her alone. They did not, however, leave Legolas alone. They obviously felt it was their heathen duty to torture and torment a male elf as much as physically possible.
His face was full of gashes and dried patches of blood. It hurt him to move his body in any fashion. The only thing that was keeping him going was the thought of Zara, and their unborn child. He had to stay strong, and hopefully alive, for them.
The orcs continued to march them down a beaten path in the woods, Legolas prayed to the heavens that it was not to their deaths. Like Zara, he too felt the air bubble with anticipation and hostility. It seemed that with every step the air thickened and the trees leaned forward slightly as if to get a better view.
Zara stumbled beside him. The only positive thing the couple had going for them was the fact that the orcs allowed Zara and Legolas to march beside each other now. Apparently they can care less if they both die. Her body was still weak and feeble and she still got sick a couple of times a day. Legolas wrapped his arm around her waist to steady her.
"How much longer?" She croacked. "How much longer to what?" He asked looking at her. "Until we live or die?" "Zara." He started taking her hand firmly in his. "We will live. It will not be long now until we are home again. The actions of the trees frighten me, yet strangely comfort me. Something will happen soon. Whether good or bad, something will happen."
The two continued to march in silence as the pounding of orc feet rattled in their heads. The sound was so monotonous that they could have fallen asleep if it were not for the searing pain in their bodies. However, after several more hours of walking, something broke through the monotony.
Legolas' ears perked at the new sound; the new sound of horse hooves galloping their way. He glanced at Zara who was listening intently to the new sound with a slight grin on her face. It was the first that had graced her lips since they left the Shire. "They're coming." She mouthed with glee.
Ahead of them, the leader of the orcs raised his fist, signaling them to stop. He sniffed the air. "A human pursues us." He growled. "Aragorn." Legolas breathed. The galloping was getting louder and closer.
The two elves stood closer together with their hands intertwined firmly. The orcs scrambled about to get into a battle position. One roughly grabbed Zara by an arm and tried to drag her away. "No!" Zara shrieked at the action and tried to grab onto Legolas again. He too was held by orcs and was being dragged in the opposite direction. "Zara!" He tried to reach for her outstretched arm but his injured arms were bounded tightly.
Zara continued to struggle as horses made their way onto the path. "Let me go!" She cried. "Keep your mouth shut girl!" Her orcan captor snarled as he punched her hard in her stomach. Shock filled her eyes as she fell limp to the ground, clutching her stomach.
Arrows were now whizzing past her head yet she didn't care. She gasped for breath and searched for Legolas. Her bleary eyes could make out Aragorn, Gimli, Xavier, and Jatlin among other men of the Mirkwood army fighting the foes. She felt a slight twinge comfort at that but was not soothed.
The world was comming in and out of focus now. She layed in the brush gasping for breath. A pair of strong arms circled her body and lifted her onto a horse and began to gallop off. She was not as afraid becasue she knew it was not an orc.
"Legolas." She whispered. "Shhh. It will be all right." A voice said in a gentle tone. Zara believed the anonymous tongue and closed her eyes as they continued to ride.
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"Legolas! Zara!" Jatlin cried as he surveyed the battle. Their men were fighting vigorously and were gaining ground. Many of the orcs had retreated to the shelter of the wood. Jatlin continued to scan the land until he saw his friend weilding an orc sword, battling as hard as he could even though he was already badly injured.
Jatiln could see the blood patches, both fresh and old, on his face and dark bruises along his exposed skin. Jatiln began to rush to his friend. He could see the orcs beginning to target Legolas over everybody else.
One orc had the club that he had so gladly tortured Legolas with and crashed it hard upon the elf's head. Legolas immediatly fell the the ground unconscious. Jatlin ran faster over to his friend to keep more harm from reaching him, then he saw an axe blade swinging around the area where he laid. Gimli had beaten him there and way defending Legolas as hard as his axe could slash. Orc heads were pittering on the ground and Jatlin kneeled down to Legolas.
"Legolas." He said as he tapped his friend's face gently to try to waken him. "Aragorn!" Jatlin yelled as he picked Legolas up and ran for the closest horse. Aragorn turned at his name and saw Jatlin placed an unconscious Legolas on a horse.
"Retreat!" Aragorn cried. He knew where Zara was and was slightly upset and the circumstace that surrounded it. Right now, however, the only thing that mattered was getting Legolas medical assistance and getting them all back to Mirkwood.
~*~~*~
Aragorn and his men galloped into a clearing away from the battle scene. "Rinarmo!" He yelled as he saw the lord bent over the still form of Zara, who laid on the grass. "Why didn't you inform someone of your private plan?"
"Why should I?" Rinarmo questioned as the men before him dismounted. "Zara is to be my wife and nothing else in that battle mattered to me. As long as she got out alive, that was the only vital thing." "There were other men present along with the prince of the country which you are currently residing in. It was most uncivilized to leave men who are on your side to fight and die due to lack of information and communication." Aragorn strode over to Zara and kneeled down.
He placed his hand on her head and examined the many cuts and bruises. He placed his head on her chest to find her heartbeat and breathing steady. Nothing out of the ordinary. He turned slightly to find Rinarmo looking at the sky before he picked up her left hand. He nodded knowingly when he saw the three rings on her hand. He smiled softly and placed her hand on her stomach. Satisfied with his inspection he went to check on Legolas.
Gimli stood over his friend as Xavier and another elf treated his wounds. He turned when Aragorn walked up. "How is he?" Aragorn asked the dwarf as he watched the others bandage him. "Bad." Gimli whispered as his eyes gazed upon his hurt friend. "So much time of torture has left its mark. He does not even appear to be the friend I once knew."
It was true. Legolas' face was almost unrecognizable throughout the bruising and bleeding. His eyes were shut and his mouth was slightly parted. He looked as if he were merely sleeping. Aragorn nudged Gimli and pointed to Legolas' hand. Gimli looked down and saw a mirthril band adorning his ring finger. Gimli smiled slightly. "He went through all of that running and hiding to live and now he might not get the chance to taste the sweetness of it."
Xavier leaned back as Legolas' mouth began to move. It appeared as if he were trying to say something. Aragorn carefully watched his lips. The message was one that could bring both fear and elation to a soul, but one that no one else should know of right now.
"We must leave quickly." Aragorn said. "The orcs could be close. We must get Legolas and Zara to safety, quickly."
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