Fate and Destiny
By Gozilla
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. -
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
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Hello everyone! Thank you so much to those who kindly left me a review! I am extremely sorry for the delay. I was busy with my essay for school and I have just changed job. Sorry, sorry and sorry!
There is one important thing. I would like to give a big "Thanks" to Navaer Lalaith for kindly helping me out on the elvish names. Please note that I have changed Legolas' brother's name to "Celeblas", which means "Silver Leaf" (I have also amended Chapter 3 in this regard). Sorry for any confusion caused.
Now, let's stop talking and get started!
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crap – thoughts
"crap" – conversation
(crap) – author's note
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Chapter 4 – Attack or Under Attack?
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The mention of the word 'orcs' brought Aragorn to full awareness. His eyes snap opened and he jumped to his feet, grabbing tightly on the handle of his sword, "Where are they? How many?"
The twins almost laughed at the over-reaction of their brother.
"Calm down, Estel." Elladan whispered, "They are at least two leagues from here. Legolas was the first to notice the sound of the footfalls and they are heading this way."
"There are over 50 of them. They are moving slowly and will probably take about 10 minutes to get here." Legolas whispered as he looked into the depth of the forest, listening intently to the sound of the orcs' every movements.
Though being best friends for decades, Aragorn still found it amazing for the woodland elf to be able to distinguish the identity and the location of the enemies from the mere faint sound of footfalls.
"Let's give them a nice surprise." Elrohir said playfully as he climbed up to a tree and hid behind its thick leaves.
"Good idea." Elladan said as he quickly climbed up a tree nearby.
Legolas smiled and looked at Aragorn, who smiled back and shrugged his shoulders before Aragorn climbed and hid in a different tree. Legolas went to the horses and whispered in elvish to urge them to run for safety. He watched as the four horse galloped away into the depth of the forest before he climbed and hid in another tree. He put his hood up to disguise his pale feature and golden hair.
The three elves and a man, each of them notched an arrow at their bows, formed a deadly trap for the unaware orcs.
They waited patiently. Ten minutes passed and the first orc appeared in the clearing.
"Men are such easy prey." one of the ugly orc said excitedly, waving a black sword covered with blood.
"Yes, yes, they are slow and weak. They can't do anything without a horse or a weapon in hand. But we can tear them apart with our bare hands." another orcs rubbed its blood-stained hands.
"Especially the children and women, they were so easy to catch and kill." a third orc laughed evilly.
Aragorn felt his blood boiled as he listened to the cruel acts of the dark creatures against his people. He had been receiving reports that several small settlements at the border of his kingdom were recently attacked by orcs from Mordor. Even with the help of Legolas, they were unable track the orcs as there were heavy rainfalls in the areas, washing away the trace of the murderers.
A raging fire burned Aragorn's heart and his fingers on the string of the bow tightened, ready to shoot the murderers walking in front of him.
Sensing the tension of his friend, Legolas waved silently at the king, urging him to calm down. He knew that they would compromise their hiding place if they start attacking too soon. Being outnumbered by the orcs, they had to wait for all the orcs to be within shooting distance in order to have a better chance of winning.
Aragorn saw Legolas' signal and understood his friend's silent plead. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger. Be patient. They will pay for this very soon, all of them. Be patient. he thought to himself. He kept his eyes on the first three orcs, determined to kill them first to avenge for the innocent people killed.
The first orcs said loudly, "And their flesh was so tender and juicy..." He stopped abruptly as an arrow pierced through its neck.
Aragorn felt as a knife stabbed into his heart with the last statement of the orc. His control over his mind snapped and his fingers loosened unconsciously, shooting the first orc by its neck.
Legolas and the twin brothers watched in shock as they saw Aragorn shooting the orc. There were still over half of the orcs out of their shooting distance. They held their breath and waited, hoping the orcs would not locate any of them before most of the dark creatures were within range.
The body of the first orc fell to the ground heavily. It took a moment before the other orcs realised they were under attacked by an unseen enemy. Their roared in anger and gathered in a tight group, frantically searching among the trees for the attacker.
It was when about two third of the orcs came within their shooting distance that an orc spotted Aragorn. It shouted, "There is it!" before Aragorn shot an arrow through its neck. It was dead before it hit the ground.
The other orcs swarmed towards the tree where Aragorn was hiding. Aragorn dodged a few black arrows aimed at his head. His eyes widened in horror as he saw a few orcs trying to climb up the tree.
Suddenly, three of the orcs climbing the tree fell to the ground, each with an arrow embedded in it heart.
The orcs scattered in shock and looked for the unknown enemies while most of the others continue to attack the human.
Desperate to save his best friend, Legolas continue to shot arrows at the orcs advancing on Aragorn, having no second thoughts of exposing himself to the dark creatures. His actions quickly revealed his location to the other orcs.
"There is another one!" an orc shouted before falling to the ground, dead with an arrow inserted into its chest.
About a third of the orcs turned to the newly found enemy while the majority of the dark creatures remained their focus on the human.
In an attempt to divert as much of the unwanted attention to Aragorn, Legolas pulled down the hood, revealing his fair elven features and golden hair.
"An elf!" the orcs shouted, immense anger filled the voice.
"Kill him!" "He is mine!" "I am going to severe his body into hundreds of pieces" The deep hatred towards elves drawn most of the orcs' attention towards Legolas.
Legolas suddenly found himself busied dodging under the rain of black arrows. The tree he was standing was surrounded by almost 40 orcs. Despite the great danger advancing on him, Legolas could not suppress a smile on his face as he saw only a dozen orcs remained their focus on the human.
Knowing Aragorn would be able to handle the dozen orcs with time and not wanting to risk the other orcs to turn their attention back to the human, Legolas leapt among trees, drawing the majority of the orcs away from Aragorn.
Aragorn watched as Legolas lured the large group of orcs away from him, his heart filled with both appreciation and worries. He knew he had to kill the dozen orcs attacking him as soon as possible, as Legolas would not be able to handle so many orcs alone.
Aragorn jumped from the tree and inserted his sword into the back of an orc with the momentum. He quickly retrieved his sword by kicking the already dead orc away from him. He raised his sword and blocked a black sword aimed for his head. A swing of his sword made a clean cut of an orc's head from its neck.
Aragorn continued to fight as he noticed a few orcs fell dead to the ground, with arrows embedded in their heads or hearts. He knew instantly that at least one of the twins was there to help him, watching his back.
It took about 10 minutes before all the dozen orcs were killed. Aragorn panted slightly as he watched Elrohir jumped down from a tree.
"Where is Elladan?" Aragorn asked.
"He went after Legolas." Elrohir quickly gathered a handful of undamaged arrows from the corpses and put them into his quiver, "We need to catch up with them quickly. They need our help."
The brothers sprang and ran, following the trace of the orc group.
We are coming. Aragorn pleaded silently, Please be save.
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-On the other side of the forest-
Angry roars and shouts of orcs echoed across the forest. The orcs were getting increasing frustrated as their desire to kill the elf running in front of them burnt furiously in their wicked hearts. They wanted to draw blood from the fair being and torture it to death. But the elf had proved too fast for them to even get close. Their only hope was to shoot him down from the trees.
The orcs were so focused on the escaping elf that none of them noticed a handful of their comrades at the back of the running group fell dead on the track, each fallen by a single elven arrow with the mark of Rivendell.
Legolas jumped from tree to tree at ease as if he was running on the ground. His keen elven hearing allowed him to dodge the intensive rain of black arrows shooting at him from behind.
Legolas knew he could not outrun or defeat such a large group of orcs. He needed to buy more time for the twins and Aragorn to catch up and help him. There was only one thought in his mind – to bait the orcs away from his friends as far as possible.
Another shower of black arrows assaulted the prince. Once again, his excellent hearing and reflection enabled Legolas to avoid the arrows. However, one of arrows hit the trunk of a tree and rebounded, piercing deep into Legolas' right thigh.
Being caught off guarded, Legolas bit hard on his lips to suppress a cry in pain and stumbled. He lost his balance and fell from the tree, towards the blood-thirsty orcs. His hands quickly grabbed a nearby branch and, using the momentum of the fall, Legolas managed to swing himself back on a branch of the tree.
The orcs took advantage of the elf's injury and shot another shower of black arrows at the blonde archer.
Ignoring the sharp pain on his thigh, Legolas jumped to another tree, trying to dodge the arrows. Unfortunately, his action was slowed by the injured leg and he was unable to avoid all the arrows.
Legolas cried out in agony as white-hot pain swiped through his body with two arrows pierced into his body, one on the right shoulder and another one at his stomach. The pain was overwhelming and black spots danced in front his eyes.
Immobilised by the excruciating pain from the wounds, Legolas could do nothing but to lean heavily on the tree trunks. He used every drop of his remaining strength to prevent himself from falling off the tree, knowing very clearly that he would certainly die if he fell into the hands of the orcs.
The orcs shouted in triumph as they saw their prey crouched on the tree helplessly. A few orcs rushed to climb up the tree, eager to capture the elf and start their torture "game".
Legolas watched in fear through his pain-filled eyes as the leading orc approached, its large deformed hand reached out to catch him.
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End of chapter 4
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please feel free to review and comment!
Thanks!
By Gozilla
-------------------------------------------------
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. -
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
-------------------------------------------------
Hello everyone! Thank you so much to those who kindly left me a review! I am extremely sorry for the delay. I was busy with my essay for school and I have just changed job. Sorry, sorry and sorry!
There is one important thing. I would like to give a big "Thanks" to Navaer Lalaith for kindly helping me out on the elvish names. Please note that I have changed Legolas' brother's name to "Celeblas", which means "Silver Leaf" (I have also amended Chapter 3 in this regard). Sorry for any confusion caused.
Now, let's stop talking and get started!
-------------------------------------------------
crap – thoughts
"crap" – conversation
(crap) – author's note
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Chapter 4 – Attack or Under Attack?
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The mention of the word 'orcs' brought Aragorn to full awareness. His eyes snap opened and he jumped to his feet, grabbing tightly on the handle of his sword, "Where are they? How many?"
The twins almost laughed at the over-reaction of their brother.
"Calm down, Estel." Elladan whispered, "They are at least two leagues from here. Legolas was the first to notice the sound of the footfalls and they are heading this way."
"There are over 50 of them. They are moving slowly and will probably take about 10 minutes to get here." Legolas whispered as he looked into the depth of the forest, listening intently to the sound of the orcs' every movements.
Though being best friends for decades, Aragorn still found it amazing for the woodland elf to be able to distinguish the identity and the location of the enemies from the mere faint sound of footfalls.
"Let's give them a nice surprise." Elrohir said playfully as he climbed up to a tree and hid behind its thick leaves.
"Good idea." Elladan said as he quickly climbed up a tree nearby.
Legolas smiled and looked at Aragorn, who smiled back and shrugged his shoulders before Aragorn climbed and hid in a different tree. Legolas went to the horses and whispered in elvish to urge them to run for safety. He watched as the four horse galloped away into the depth of the forest before he climbed and hid in another tree. He put his hood up to disguise his pale feature and golden hair.
The three elves and a man, each of them notched an arrow at their bows, formed a deadly trap for the unaware orcs.
They waited patiently. Ten minutes passed and the first orc appeared in the clearing.
"Men are such easy prey." one of the ugly orc said excitedly, waving a black sword covered with blood.
"Yes, yes, they are slow and weak. They can't do anything without a horse or a weapon in hand. But we can tear them apart with our bare hands." another orcs rubbed its blood-stained hands.
"Especially the children and women, they were so easy to catch and kill." a third orc laughed evilly.
Aragorn felt his blood boiled as he listened to the cruel acts of the dark creatures against his people. He had been receiving reports that several small settlements at the border of his kingdom were recently attacked by orcs from Mordor. Even with the help of Legolas, they were unable track the orcs as there were heavy rainfalls in the areas, washing away the trace of the murderers.
A raging fire burned Aragorn's heart and his fingers on the string of the bow tightened, ready to shoot the murderers walking in front of him.
Sensing the tension of his friend, Legolas waved silently at the king, urging him to calm down. He knew that they would compromise their hiding place if they start attacking too soon. Being outnumbered by the orcs, they had to wait for all the orcs to be within shooting distance in order to have a better chance of winning.
Aragorn saw Legolas' signal and understood his friend's silent plead. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger. Be patient. They will pay for this very soon, all of them. Be patient. he thought to himself. He kept his eyes on the first three orcs, determined to kill them first to avenge for the innocent people killed.
The first orcs said loudly, "And their flesh was so tender and juicy..." He stopped abruptly as an arrow pierced through its neck.
Aragorn felt as a knife stabbed into his heart with the last statement of the orc. His control over his mind snapped and his fingers loosened unconsciously, shooting the first orc by its neck.
Legolas and the twin brothers watched in shock as they saw Aragorn shooting the orc. There were still over half of the orcs out of their shooting distance. They held their breath and waited, hoping the orcs would not locate any of them before most of the dark creatures were within range.
The body of the first orc fell to the ground heavily. It took a moment before the other orcs realised they were under attacked by an unseen enemy. Their roared in anger and gathered in a tight group, frantically searching among the trees for the attacker.
It was when about two third of the orcs came within their shooting distance that an orc spotted Aragorn. It shouted, "There is it!" before Aragorn shot an arrow through its neck. It was dead before it hit the ground.
The other orcs swarmed towards the tree where Aragorn was hiding. Aragorn dodged a few black arrows aimed at his head. His eyes widened in horror as he saw a few orcs trying to climb up the tree.
Suddenly, three of the orcs climbing the tree fell to the ground, each with an arrow embedded in it heart.
The orcs scattered in shock and looked for the unknown enemies while most of the others continue to attack the human.
Desperate to save his best friend, Legolas continue to shot arrows at the orcs advancing on Aragorn, having no second thoughts of exposing himself to the dark creatures. His actions quickly revealed his location to the other orcs.
"There is another one!" an orc shouted before falling to the ground, dead with an arrow inserted into its chest.
About a third of the orcs turned to the newly found enemy while the majority of the dark creatures remained their focus on the human.
In an attempt to divert as much of the unwanted attention to Aragorn, Legolas pulled down the hood, revealing his fair elven features and golden hair.
"An elf!" the orcs shouted, immense anger filled the voice.
"Kill him!" "He is mine!" "I am going to severe his body into hundreds of pieces" The deep hatred towards elves drawn most of the orcs' attention towards Legolas.
Legolas suddenly found himself busied dodging under the rain of black arrows. The tree he was standing was surrounded by almost 40 orcs. Despite the great danger advancing on him, Legolas could not suppress a smile on his face as he saw only a dozen orcs remained their focus on the human.
Knowing Aragorn would be able to handle the dozen orcs with time and not wanting to risk the other orcs to turn their attention back to the human, Legolas leapt among trees, drawing the majority of the orcs away from Aragorn.
Aragorn watched as Legolas lured the large group of orcs away from him, his heart filled with both appreciation and worries. He knew he had to kill the dozen orcs attacking him as soon as possible, as Legolas would not be able to handle so many orcs alone.
Aragorn jumped from the tree and inserted his sword into the back of an orc with the momentum. He quickly retrieved his sword by kicking the already dead orc away from him. He raised his sword and blocked a black sword aimed for his head. A swing of his sword made a clean cut of an orc's head from its neck.
Aragorn continued to fight as he noticed a few orcs fell dead to the ground, with arrows embedded in their heads or hearts. He knew instantly that at least one of the twins was there to help him, watching his back.
It took about 10 minutes before all the dozen orcs were killed. Aragorn panted slightly as he watched Elrohir jumped down from a tree.
"Where is Elladan?" Aragorn asked.
"He went after Legolas." Elrohir quickly gathered a handful of undamaged arrows from the corpses and put them into his quiver, "We need to catch up with them quickly. They need our help."
The brothers sprang and ran, following the trace of the orc group.
We are coming. Aragorn pleaded silently, Please be save.
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-On the other side of the forest-
Angry roars and shouts of orcs echoed across the forest. The orcs were getting increasing frustrated as their desire to kill the elf running in front of them burnt furiously in their wicked hearts. They wanted to draw blood from the fair being and torture it to death. But the elf had proved too fast for them to even get close. Their only hope was to shoot him down from the trees.
The orcs were so focused on the escaping elf that none of them noticed a handful of their comrades at the back of the running group fell dead on the track, each fallen by a single elven arrow with the mark of Rivendell.
Legolas jumped from tree to tree at ease as if he was running on the ground. His keen elven hearing allowed him to dodge the intensive rain of black arrows shooting at him from behind.
Legolas knew he could not outrun or defeat such a large group of orcs. He needed to buy more time for the twins and Aragorn to catch up and help him. There was only one thought in his mind – to bait the orcs away from his friends as far as possible.
Another shower of black arrows assaulted the prince. Once again, his excellent hearing and reflection enabled Legolas to avoid the arrows. However, one of arrows hit the trunk of a tree and rebounded, piercing deep into Legolas' right thigh.
Being caught off guarded, Legolas bit hard on his lips to suppress a cry in pain and stumbled. He lost his balance and fell from the tree, towards the blood-thirsty orcs. His hands quickly grabbed a nearby branch and, using the momentum of the fall, Legolas managed to swing himself back on a branch of the tree.
The orcs took advantage of the elf's injury and shot another shower of black arrows at the blonde archer.
Ignoring the sharp pain on his thigh, Legolas jumped to another tree, trying to dodge the arrows. Unfortunately, his action was slowed by the injured leg and he was unable to avoid all the arrows.
Legolas cried out in agony as white-hot pain swiped through his body with two arrows pierced into his body, one on the right shoulder and another one at his stomach. The pain was overwhelming and black spots danced in front his eyes.
Immobilised by the excruciating pain from the wounds, Legolas could do nothing but to lean heavily on the tree trunks. He used every drop of his remaining strength to prevent himself from falling off the tree, knowing very clearly that he would certainly die if he fell into the hands of the orcs.
The orcs shouted in triumph as they saw their prey crouched on the tree helplessly. A few orcs rushed to climb up the tree, eager to capture the elf and start their torture "game".
Legolas watched in fear through his pain-filled eyes as the leading orc approached, its large deformed hand reached out to catch him.
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End of chapter 4
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please feel free to review and comment!
Thanks!