OK, folks! I am going to say... KILL everybody. No I am not going to, don't get scared. I just wanna say big big thx to lady luthien. (my sister) she is the critic, cereter (correct maybe) but not the brains behind the story(she didn't chech this). Don't worry, lego wont go without a fight.(evil laughter as sky darkens and I turn black with robe and hood) I don't really like people kissing each others feet when they are in love, so if that's what you like then don't read. ENJOY! -

_ Legolas was in a bad position: his troops were tired from their ordeal, and there were more orcs than he had originally counted. "Al troops to the trees! All troops to the trees! Gimli, help move them out," Legolas began yelling. "Laduer, come on." An arrow nicked Legolas's side, but he kept on climbing and ushering elves to the trees. No one noticed the blood seeping from his side. O no, he thought. I will have to bandage it. In a minute he was holding his bow and shooting orcs that were appearing once again. "Gimli, how is your tree going?" he shouted casually.

"Pretty fair," he answered. "Axe work now! Yes!" he was swinging his small axe down on the heads of the orcs that were now climbing the trees. Close to sixty were on the ground dead, and two elves had fallen to the orc- arrows.

"I only have 10 elves, and as good as they are, the orcs have greater numbers", Legolas thought. "Forest trolls will make a difference too. Phew, my side is hurting. Don't want anyone too see though. They would think I am weak".

"No they wouldn't, you proud idiot. They would be concerned, not mocking". His own voice came back at him. "Well, I don't want that either. No time for it. I don't care if I am the Kings son. I have a duty." Clearing his mind resolutely, he heard Lauder calling.

"Are you alright, milord? You look to be in pain."

"I am fine. Really, I am fine." He said, not feeling completely confident.

Turning, he picked off an orc with his bow, and Lauder smiled.

"I guess you are all right."

"I am going to distract the trolls, you stay here." Legolas said trying desperately not to wince.

"Not without me you aren't, laddie." Gimli said.

"Fine, you can come, but nobody else." Legolas relented, wishing he could make an excuse. "You will be in charge, Lauder."

With that, the two friends shot arrows at the trolls and took off through the woods, making sure to lead them away from Lauder's elves and Randuerin. Legolas turned around and ran up a tree as a troll caught up to him. It roared, sniffing stupidly. Legolas jumped on its broad shoulders, and fired an arrow at its head. It was the only troll without a helmet, so it groaned, then fell over. Legolas grabbed both of his daggers and slashed the forest-trolls throat to finish it off. Gimli had the other four run hopelessly around him, occasionally swinging their maces when Gimli swung at them with his axe. He struck one a hard in the leg and it screamed and lunged at him. The trolls arm slammed Gimli down. One of the spikes of the troll-mace slashed Gimli across the back but he just yelled and then swung his axe down hard at the beast's neck.

"Three more to go, Legolas!" he shouted happily. Legolas, however, was far from happy. The largest, fastest troll was on his heels, and he had run out of arrows. Drawing his Rohan sword, he ducked behind a tree. He thrust the sword at the troll's leg, but it was no elvish weapon and glanced off. The troll grabbed him and Legolas threw the sword at its face and it gave a tremendous roar, releasing him, and grabbed his face where the cunning elf had hit. The elf in question immediately fell on to the floor, his ribs aching. As Legolas was turning, he ran straight into someone.

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Lauder was on the ground, shot from his perch in the tree. An arrow had hit him in the shoulder. As he lay gasping, an orc ran up to stab him. Lauder managed to kneel, grabbing his elvish saber. He slashed the orcs throat, but the orcs blade landed straight in his injured shoulder. He gasped again, and a far bigger orc ran up and went to take his head, but Lauder simply ducked, and let the blade whistle overhead. The saber went straight into the orcs heart this time, and an orc with a bow tried to shoot him. This time the elf used a tree, rolling behind it. The orc dashed forward with a long dagger, but not before Lauder had his deadly sword out. This time he received a slash on the face, just narrow of his eye. The orc lost its life, a much higher price. Their leader, Ugarku, walked out from behind a tree. Growling, he grabbed a spear. He charged up to the elf, but Lauder struck the spears haft, slicing it in half. With a hateful roar, Ugarku drew his other weapon, which was a two-handed battle sword. Lauder's saber countered the enormous blades blows, but he was on his knees and couldn't stop the sword from glancing into his side. His hand clamped to the wound, he rose and went berserk as he saw his fiancé, Lahlina fall to the butt of an orcs long spear. She tried to get up, but the orcs weapon was going to slam into her chest. Laduer ran, ignoring his painful wounds. Not thinking of Ugarku chasing him, he sliced the orc in half that was menacing the elf- maid. The sword of Ugarku struck Lauder, slicing deep down his back and making him fall. He lay struggling for breath, almost mortally wounded. Ugarku smiled cruelly, and raised his sword to stab the horribly wounded elf. The she-elf's dagger went deep into the orcs leg, and he roared savagely. Realizing he was alone without his troops, he bared his crooked teeth, and ran off to join them.

"Thank you, Lahlina." Lauder said, trying to smile at his fiancé. He could say no more.

"No, hannon le (thank you) Lauder, that orc would have killed me." The pretty elf-maid said gently. Turning Lauder over, she took a strip of cloth and a bottle of medicine out, laying it out on the floor. Lauder was in to much pain to argue, so he just let Lahlina take his tunic off so she could reach his wounds. He gasped as the soft fabric came off, and tears ran down the gentle she-elf's face. The brave elf tried to wipe them off her face, but his arm sent waves of pain through his body. There was a good reason for tears, though. Both of his shoulders had long gashes in them, and blood was seeping out of a long, half-inch-deep slash down the left of his back. Blood also ran freely from the cuts above and below his eye. His normally tan face was pale with pain. Grimly she reached to take the arrow in his shoulder out. It came out more easily than she expected. It was not the usual orc-bolt with wicked barbs, but a simple small round piece of sharpened metal. They were probably too stupid to make good arrows themselves. She threw it away angrily.

"Stop worrying, I will be fine," he said not entirely confident. "I have you to take care of me. As long as those orcs don't show up, we'll be fine."

The remaining elves jumped down and hauled them up to a temporary platform- like area built in a tree.

"You take care of him, my lady. Valinor knows he needs care." A tall elf with darker hair said. With that they spread out once more, leaving the two.

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Wahooooooo! Another ch! short, I know. But hey, I don't have very much time. Who could blame me? (o my lots of people, but what the heck? I have a life.). Im off to go build paintball forts, hopefully play paintball, and enjoy the beautiful weather!