Angel of the Forest

Good God, I did not like writing this chapter at all and it was supposed to be longer but I just got so sick of it. Next chapters going to be better but hopefully this chapter showed you how different Legolas has become.

Next chapter: Legolas and Lurtz finally get together….hopefully J

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"Tell me again why we're doing this." Legolas asked softly, staring intently at the party of Men who were sleeping noisily right out in the open. He mentally sneered at them. It was almost to good to resist. He probably would have had some fun with them if Lurtz wasn't at his side glaring daggers at him in warning.

"We need a horse, not a fight and to do that we need to be quiet, these are men of Rohan and are not to be taken lightly."

The Elf snorted. "Fight? It would just be a little prank, they wouldn't know what hit them."

Lurtz grabbed his hair and gave it a painful yank, dragging Legolas toward him. "I said no!" He snarled, baring his sharp teeth in an unmistakable threat. "I assure you I would have no trouble breaking your legs and leaving you for the Men if you disobey me. Now sit down and don't make a sound." He made an irritated sound in the back of his throat as he looked back at the Men. "There are a good 30 of them and only two of us. You can have your fun some other time, men are never in short supply in these parts, but right now we need to get back in one piece."

"Fine. Do you want me to get those two over there." He pointed to two tall horses who were grazing a few feet away. "They look fast enough, we could be back by sunset tomorrow."

"Fine. But be quick about it, don't bother with saddles."

The Elf nodded and was off in an instant. Sometimes, like now, Lurtz just wanted to strangle some common sense into the damn thing. He was going to startle the horses moving so fast and the idiot knew it to. [1]

And, sure enough, the instant the horses saw Legolas darting up to them they both began snorting nervously and pawing the ground. The moment Legolas touched the smaller of the two it let out a deafening sound of panic and reared up on it's hind leg's, startling the men awake.

"Legolas you idiot," Lurtz roared, knowing it was to late for subtlety as the men woke with a start.

Realizing they were 'under attack' they began scrambling for their weapons with absolutely no thought and began attacking the nearest enemy which, of course, was Legolas.

There was a moment in which Lurtz could see the Elf's face, and the realization that he might have made a big mistake in testing fate, when the men suddenly attacked him. But true to his training the Elven warrior didn't falter or run to safety like most of his kind would have with 30 some men attacking them, no, he was lusting for battle and the look of dismay was replaced by a predatory grin as he drew his twin mythril daggers (T'oska and M'kna [2]).

Legolas was never much for muscles so, using his speed rather than brute strength, he leapt onto the back of the nearest man and drove his daggers into the top of his head and using the advantage of surprise he was able to at least keep them at bay but it was when Lurtz joined the fight that their real power came out.

The Uruk wasted no time in jumping into the fray, sending his sword through the chest of the nearest man and punching another one who was stupid enough to attack him head on. In less time than it took him to do that he could feel Legolas moving to cover his back, daggers nothing but a silver blur as he began slashing and stabbing their weak points -- eye's, throats, and fingers -- giving Lurtz the advantage. However the Uruk knew they couldn't keep this up for very long. The men outnumbered them and Legolas still wasn't a terribly brilliant strategist, he would end up getting killed eventually. There was only one way to get out alive and, unfortunately, that was to flee.

"Legolas! Get the horses!" He yelled, dodging a clumsy attack. "We need to escape!"

Running wasn't Legolas' preferred method of survival (not that Lurtz really cared what his preferred method was) but he did as he was told.

His eye's darted around as he dodged several attacks. They quickly spotted a nearby horse and, using the momentum from his attack, he jumped over the man who was attempting to stop him and ran towards a large white stallion, not paying attention to anything else until a prickling sensation alerted him to Sauron's presence in his mind.

"Behind you." The ghostly voice brushed over him like a feather.

He felt a pair of invisible hands pushing him to the ground as a blade whistled over his head.

Suddenly a large weight fell on top of him as a man tackled him to the ground but it disappeared a moment later, followed by a scream that made his skin crawl at the sheer agony of it (he really didn't mind violence but Sauron was just evil and often he had had many sleepless nights because of him).

The elf didn't need to look back to know the man was on fire and would soon be dead. He had felt the fire of Sauron and knew it's power….

"Legolas!" Roared Lurtz, who was swiftly being outnumbered. "What the hell are you doing!"

A snarl twisted the elf's lips as he remembered his task and lunged at the horse, scrambling on to it's back with a speed he didn't know he was capable of and leaned close to the horse's ear . "Listen to me you stupid beast ," he hissed venomously "and don't even think of bucking me off. Obey me and you will come to no harm, if not I will kill you on the spot."

He knew the horse didn't understand his words but it knew what he was trying to get across and calmed down a bit, willing to listen to save it's life. "Now I need you to get over there by the Uruk-Hai so he can get on you and then you need to ride as fast as you can away from here. Now go, and be quick about it."

The stallions eye's rolled in terror but did as it was commanded, knowing as far as it could what would happen if it didn't, and reared up with an eerie scream, leaping forward and trampling men and bowling over other horses in it's hurry to get to the Uruk. Legolas grabbed hold of it's mane and hunched down low on it's back. He could still feel the presence of his Precious somewhere but He was not speaking to him now He was speaking to the horse.

"Fly, beast of Rohan." He whispered into the horses mind. Legolas could feel it's muscles jump under him.

The horse suddenly put on a burst of speed and both man and beast were running frantically to get out of the way. "Lurtz! Grab on," Legolas shouted, leaning towards him and holding out his hand.

The Uruk-Hai watched Legolas coming at him, sheathing his blade and grabbing hold of the hand, pulling himself on to the horse and digging his claws into Legolas's shoulders as the men watched, dumbfounded, as elf, Uruk-Hai, and horse raced at an unnatural speed away from the fight, becoming smaller and smaller on the horizon.

[1] Legolas technically isn't and elf anymore and he wouldn't be able to have the connection that the elves have with animals, he will still have some connection but the animals won't see him as an elf so it would be harder to get them to listen.

[2] That's right, I made them up, but face it, if a weapons gonna save your life maybe you should be on a first name basis with it. The names are pronounced "Toh-skah" and "Mek-nah" but say it fast if you want to get it right . And as for them being mythril, I don't know if they were in the book but I thought it would be a nice touch.