And we finally see some action! Yay!
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She does care he's an Elf…I think…
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"Finally, some fun!" was Gimli's immediate answer. Then he went over what they had told him. "But...what about this rabble?" He waved his hand towards the crowd of ever-growing drunkards.
"They'll have to sort themselves out," Legolas replied simply. "If they haven't learnt how to fight, it's their own fault."
"What about the girls?"
"They're sorted," Aragorn responded. "They'll be underneath the ground whilst everything else happens up here. We have to get out of here as soon as we can."
"Alright, well I'm ready," Gimli said gruffly, holding his axe around the hilt. The other two laughed.
The attack soon came. A burning branch was thrown through a window, smashing it to smithereens. Screams and yells were heard all round. The three switched into action. Legolas stood on the bar, firing arrows out of the window, and around the pub itself. Gimli was already outside, and Aragorn stayed in and around the bar, swinging his sword in all directions.
Chalibeth started ushering the screaming girls toward the cellar. She had warned them, but they were still scared stiff. She glanced back over her shoulder, and saw Legolas up on the bar. She was just awe-struck at how good a fighter he was. He seemed to be firing those arrows in absolutely no intended direction at all, yet he hit every time. He paused for a second, and looked over his shoulder.
"Go Chalibeth!" he yelled. "We'll protect you, don't worry!"
She smiled gratefully, and carried on getting people down into the cellar.
The Orcs were large, ugly creatures, but not exceedingly good fighters. They had lost their touch a bit, and were easy prey for the Three Hunters.
A scream diverted Legolas' attention. He looked back at where he had last seen Chalibeth, and saw her struggling in the arms of an Orc.
He leapt down off the bar, unsheathed his knives, and neatly stabbed the foul creature. He gagged, then fell to the floor writhing and wriggling. Chalibeth leant against the wall, a cut now adorning her right cheek.
"Go Chalibeth," he whispered to her. "Forget the others, protect yourself."
"But I can fight," she replied determinedly, lifting her skirt and withdrawing a knife, hidden in the folds.
He sighed in frustration. She reminded him so much of Eowyn at Helms Deep and Minas Tirith. "Chalibeth, I don't care if you are a better warrior than us three put together, just go into the cellar!"
"Its full. The girls are all panicking, and squashing each other to death. Its worse down there than up here." They ducked as an arrow headed in their direction.
"Right. I am going to get you to safety if it's the last thing I do." He grabbed her hand, and they ran towards the front door, dodging any weapons hurled their way.
They ran on, gripping each other's hands for dear life. The smoke thickened, smarting their eyes and burning their throats. Whole tables were alight, chairs tipped over in the panic and rush to escape. It was chaos.
Then an Orc crashed into them, severing their grasp. "Chalibeth!" Legolas yelled from the floor, his head spinning.
But there was no answer. He struggled to his feet, cutting down any Orcs in his path. The world span slightly before his eyes.
"CHALIBETH!" he yelled again. He suddenly caught sight of her dark hair and red skirt through the throng of Orcs. He pushed his way over.
The pub was totally alight now, smoke filling their lungs. Flames were all around Legolas, but he paid no heed to them. He cut down more and more Orcs in his attempts to reach her.
An explosion sounded from behind the bar, and more smoke engulfed the room. Orcs shouted orders to retreat into the village, and they started to disperse. They still tried to kill Legolas, but he was a complete killing machine now. Nothing would get in the way of him saving Chalibeth.
He almost stumbled over her. She lay beside a table, her eyes shut.
"Chalibeth! Chalibeth, wake up!" he yelled, protecting her from the surrounding flames.
She feebly opened her eyes. "Legolas…" she choked.
"I'm here," he answered, gripping her hand.
"I'm sorry Legolas. I should have gone..." She coughed on the smoke filling up her lungs.
"Its ok, I'm going to get you out of here, and everything's going to fine, I promise."
"You're so beautiful," she whispering, raising her other hand to stroke his cheek. "The first Elf I've ever met, and I've already fallen for him." She smiled weakly, though she could feel her strength failing.
"Don't say that," he begged, tears forming. "Please."
"What's good-bye in Elvish Legolas?"
"I'm not telling you, because this isn't good-bye."
"Now I'll never see West of the Mountains," she said softly, the tears already streaming down her face.
"You will. I'll take you there once we're out of here. Come on." He easily lifted her into his arms, and ran outside.
More explosions erupted from behind the bar, and as he leapt nimbly over the fallen door, a large one knocked him to his feet. She cried out as she hit the floor slightly, but he carried on.
They reached the centre of the Square, then the entire pub blew. Legolas covered Chalibeths' body with his own, ignoring anything hitting his back.
Then, only the soft sound of flames flickering could be heard. Legolas looked up. There were no Orcs in sight. He looked down at Chalibeth. She smiled weakly up at him.
"See, I told you I would get you out," he told her, smiling through his tears. They were both covered in soot, and their lungs were still clogged with smoke.
"I knew you would," she replied, gripping his hand. "But Legolas, I am going to die. I can feel it…"
"No, no you're not. I'm going to save you Chalibeth, whether you like it or not." He placed his hand over her heart, pouring his strength into her.
"Stop Legolas, it's not worth it." She pushed his hand away. "What is good-bye in Elvish?" Her voice was lowering.
"Namárie," he replied, brushing some soot off her face.
"I like that word," she said, smiling. She looked sternly at him. "Promise me something Legolas."
"What?"
"Look after my daughter."
"What?!"
"My daughter. She was one of the first into the cellar, and will have made it out alive. Please, find her. Her name is Rhelin. She is only seven. Promise me!" She coughed violently.
"I promise," he said firmly, gripping her hand. "I will find her."
"Just say to her…that her mama has gone away, and won't be coming back. And that I love her. She won't understand."
"Don't worry, I'll explain everything."
"Thank you Legolas." She touched his cheek again. "I honestly do love you."
"And I love you, though I have only just realised it," he replied, kissing her hand.
She rolled her eyes. "Tsk, men."
He grinned. "Sorry."
She coughed again, her chest heaving. "Namárie, Legolas…"
"Melamin! No, don't leave me now, please!"
"Melamin?"
"My love," he whispered, sobs racking his whole body.
She smiled. "Namárie Legolas… melamin…" She sighed, and her hand fell from his cheek, her eyes closing.
"No!" he screamed, the sound echoing through the now deserted Square.
Er…yeah…I…killed her…you already knew I was gonna kill SOMEONE!
Heehee, he fell in love with her, now he's gotta look after her kid! But he's got to find her first…
See next chapter for details on how he finds Rhelin. And if he does find her, will he find her in time? Hmm…
See y'all next week!
Lainfaer