Fate and Destiny
By Gozilla
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Hi there! Sorry for another delay in updating! I would like to give especial thank to Sirnonenath for being my beta reader! Thanks so much for helping!
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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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crap – thoughts
"crap" – conversation
(crap) – author's note
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Chapter 5 – Rescue
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An arrow sliced through the air and embedded itself in the orc's heart, killing the dark creature instantly. The dead orc fell to the ground with a thud. Then another orc fell from the tree, with an identical arrow embedded in its head. It was when a third one fell dead to the ground that the orcs realized that the blond elf was not alone. They started shouting angrily and began to search for the hidden enemy.
It must be Elladan or Elrohir. Legolas recognized the arrows' gold etchings as belonging to the house of Elrond. Heavy dizziness and overwhelming pain prevented him from knowing exactly where his friend was hiding or helping his friend to defeat the orcs. He felt his life slipping away with the blood that poured from the wounds. Blackness threatened to take over his mind, Please... be quick. I can't hold on much longer.
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Elladan followed the orcs running after Legolas. Understanding that they could not defeat such a large group of orcs in a direct confrontation, he knew he must weaken the group by reducing their number as much as possible.
In order not to alarm the others orcs, he intentionally lagged behind, allowing him to shoot and kill the orcs at the back of the group. He succeeded in killing a dozen orcs without any of the others noticing.
Silently, Elladan caught up with the group and was surprised to see that the orcs had stopped running. He noticed that all the orcs surrounded a certain tree and were looking toward the high branches. He followed their gaze along the tree. His eyes widened in horror as he saw Legolas crouching on a branch, with two black arrows protruding from his frail body.
Elladan then saw a few orcs climbing towards the injured elf. Swiftly, he shot arrow after arrow at the orcs approaching his friend. He shot three orcs before the last realized what was happening and shouted angrily.
Stupid orcs Elladan thought as he kept firing at the orcs surrounding the tree where Legolas was. He downed another four orcs before the rest spotted his location.
Over half of the remaining orcs started pursuing Elladan, some shooting their black arrows at him. Thanks to their frantic attempt to take down Legolas earlier, most of their arrows were spent. Only a few of the orcs still had arrows with them. Elladan had no problem dodging the arrows and paid back by shooting down the pursuing orcs one-by-one with deadly accuracy.
To his dismay, he saw five orcs climbing Legolas' tree, determined to bring down the injured elf. Hang on, Legolas he pleaded silently, dodging a black arrow aimed at his head, I need more time to finish off these orcs on my tail before I can get back to you.
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Legolas found the situation very confusing as his eyes had great difficulty focusing. He felt as if he were swimming, and the world spun around him in an incredible speed that he could not handle.
Having guessed what had happened from the noises around, he suspected that one of the twins must have arrived and diverted the unwanted attention of the blood-thirsty orcs from him.
Blood was pouring out from the three deep arrow wounds. Legolas could do nothing to stop the blood flow as he had to use all his remaining strength to hold on to the tree and prevent himself from falling to the ground.
He failed to notice the approach of the orcs as his mind was clouded by the pain and massive blood loss. It was when he felt a hand roughly dig into his ankle that he realized he was still in grave danger.
The orc smiled evilly as it grabbed the injured elf's ankle. It forcefully pulled the elf and threw him off the tree.
Landing heavily on the ground, Legolas let out a painful scream as the fall broke the shafts of the arrows, pushing them deeper into his body.
Legolas was on the edge of losing consciousness when an orc stepped over his limp body, its black sword ready to give the final blow. He closed his eyes and waited for the blow to come upon him.
It never came.
Legolas opened his eyes and watched as the orc slowly fell to the ground beside him. He then noticed a familiar sword stabbed deeply into the orc's back.
Aragorn's sword.
Knowing his friends were there, Legolas sighed in relief and lost hold of the last of his consciousness.
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Aragorn and Elrohir ran as fast as possible, their hearts burning with the urge to reach and help their brother and friend.
Little skill was needed to follow the tracks of the orcs. Not only the heavy footfalls of the orcs, obvious to the least experienced of hunters, but also the bodies of a handful of orcs, each with an arrow with the mark of Rivendell embedded deep into its head or heart, told the running pair that they were on the right track.
Aragorn and Elrohir knew they were almost there as they heard the angry roars and shouts of the orcs.
Quietly, they hid behind thick bushes near the orcs, trying to understand the situation before attacking.
The first thing they noticed was that there were dead bodies everywhere. They scanned the bodies and were relieved to find no trace of their friend or brother among the corpses. The sound of arrows slicing through the air drew the pair's attention to the left side of the scene.
Quickly they found Elladan jumping from tree to tree, dodging the black arrows shot at him. In return, the older twin took every opportunity he had, shooting and killing the attacking orcs with deadly accuracy, wasting none of his arrows.
Knowing that Elladan was in no immediate danger, Aragorn and Elrohir turned to look for their friend. They turned sharply towards their right as they heard a dull "thud" followed by the scream of a familiar voice, filled with white-hot agony.
Aragorn's eyes widened as he saw Legolas crumpled on the ground, obviously fallen from the tree. Aragorn watched in horror as an orc closed in on the elf prince, its black sword held over its head, ready for the final blow.
"No!" Aragorn shouted. He rose and drew his sword with a speed he never thought he would be able to achieve, and threw the sword towards the orc towering over his injured friend.
The sword found its mark and slashed deeply into the body of the orc. The orc died before it could even feel the pain.
Aragorn rushed towards his fallen friend and retrieved the sword from the orc's body, while Elrohir shot down two of the orcs standing near Legolas with arrows. Aragorn sliced the remaining two orcs with his sword before bending down to check on the injured elf.
Aragorn frowned in worry as he found Legolas was unconscious with his eyes closed. The elf's tunic was soaked with blood around his shoulder, stomach, and leg. But he had no time to inspect the wounds as he heard the other orcs approaching.
Discovering the other elf and man, the group of orcs previously attacking Elladan divided into three groups. One group continued their attack on Elladan, another went after Elrohir, and the last group focused on Aragorn.
With their number greatly depleted during the battle, it was not long before the two elves and the man slew all of the remaining orcs.
Despite being exhausted by the long and fierce battle, Elladan and Elrohir were basically unharmed, only obtaining minor scratches and bruises. Aragorn received a long cut across his right arm by a black sword, along with other minor wounds.
However, they paid no attention to their own injuries. Once the enemies were cleared, they rushed to check on their fallen friend.
The elf prince did not move an inch and remained unconscious.
Aragorn slowly turned Legolas to his back and took off the elf's tunic gently, allowing him to inspect the wounds. The three inhaled deeply as their saw the broken shafts of the arrows penetrating deep into Legolas' body. How deep, they did not know.
"We have to get the arrows out," Aragorn said, concern written on his face, "The wounds will get infected if the arrows stay. And I need to know if the arrows are poisoned or not."
"I will get the supplies for healing." Elladan said. He stood and made a sharp long whistle. A moment later, they heard the sound of hooves approaching.
Their horses responded to the call and returned to their masters. Three of the horses nodded their heads, showing their happiness to see their masters again. Arod, on the other hand, approached the unconscious elf beside Aragorn. Arod lowered his head and pushed the elf gently with his nose, hoping to wake his master.
"No, Arod." Aragorn gently pushed the horse's head away, "Your master is wounded. Please stay back so that we can tend to his injuries."
As if the horse understood the words of the man, it walked away and stood beside the other three horses. But, Arod's eyes never left his master.
Elladan took out some healing supplies from a bag hanging beside his horse's saddle, which Lord Elrond insisted each of the four carry whenever they went out, regardless of whether it was a long trip or a simple ride.
Aragorn took the pack from his brother and nodded with appreciation. He then turned his focus back to Legolas. The elf prince was far too pale, due to the massive blood loss. Aragorn knew he must act quickly to remove the arrows and stop the bleeding.
"But how are we going to remove the arrows?" Elrohir asked. The same question was ringing in Aragorn's mind, "We don't have any pain-killing or sleeping herbs."
Aragorn hesitated. Without the proper herbs, the removal of the arrows and the making of the stitches afterwards would be extremely painful for Legolas. But they had no choice.
"We have to do it." Aragorn answered in determination. He assessed the three wounds and knew that the removal of the arrow in the stomach would cause the greatest pain.
Hoping that Legolas' unconscious state would reduce the intensity of the pain, Aragorn decided to remove the arrow in the elf's stomach first.
"Please hold him down," Aragorn told his brothers sadly, "I am afraid that we will force him to wake when we take the arrow out."
Nodding silently, Elladan held the elf by the shoulders while Elrohir held his legs. They readied themselves for the worst.
"Ready? One, two, three." Aragorn took the broken shaft and removed the arrow with one swift movement.
Legolas was violently awoken by the excruciating pain. He let out an ear- piercing scream and struggled blindly against the twin's hold of his body. The twins were caught in surprise. Legolas'' struggle was unexpectedly strong and they were quickly knocked off by the elf prince.
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End of chapter 5
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please feel free to review and comment!
Thanks!
By Gozilla
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Hi there! Sorry for another delay in updating! I would like to give especial thank to Sirnonenath for being my beta reader! Thanks so much for helping!
-------------------------------------------------
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!!
-------------------------------------------------
crap – thoughts
"crap" – conversation
(crap) – author's note
-------------------------------------------------
Chapter 5 – Rescue
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An arrow sliced through the air and embedded itself in the orc's heart, killing the dark creature instantly. The dead orc fell to the ground with a thud. Then another orc fell from the tree, with an identical arrow embedded in its head. It was when a third one fell dead to the ground that the orcs realized that the blond elf was not alone. They started shouting angrily and began to search for the hidden enemy.
It must be Elladan or Elrohir. Legolas recognized the arrows' gold etchings as belonging to the house of Elrond. Heavy dizziness and overwhelming pain prevented him from knowing exactly where his friend was hiding or helping his friend to defeat the orcs. He felt his life slipping away with the blood that poured from the wounds. Blackness threatened to take over his mind, Please... be quick. I can't hold on much longer.
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Elladan followed the orcs running after Legolas. Understanding that they could not defeat such a large group of orcs in a direct confrontation, he knew he must weaken the group by reducing their number as much as possible.
In order not to alarm the others orcs, he intentionally lagged behind, allowing him to shoot and kill the orcs at the back of the group. He succeeded in killing a dozen orcs without any of the others noticing.
Silently, Elladan caught up with the group and was surprised to see that the orcs had stopped running. He noticed that all the orcs surrounded a certain tree and were looking toward the high branches. He followed their gaze along the tree. His eyes widened in horror as he saw Legolas crouching on a branch, with two black arrows protruding from his frail body.
Elladan then saw a few orcs climbing towards the injured elf. Swiftly, he shot arrow after arrow at the orcs approaching his friend. He shot three orcs before the last realized what was happening and shouted angrily.
Stupid orcs Elladan thought as he kept firing at the orcs surrounding the tree where Legolas was. He downed another four orcs before the rest spotted his location.
Over half of the remaining orcs started pursuing Elladan, some shooting their black arrows at him. Thanks to their frantic attempt to take down Legolas earlier, most of their arrows were spent. Only a few of the orcs still had arrows with them. Elladan had no problem dodging the arrows and paid back by shooting down the pursuing orcs one-by-one with deadly accuracy.
To his dismay, he saw five orcs climbing Legolas' tree, determined to bring down the injured elf. Hang on, Legolas he pleaded silently, dodging a black arrow aimed at his head, I need more time to finish off these orcs on my tail before I can get back to you.
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Legolas found the situation very confusing as his eyes had great difficulty focusing. He felt as if he were swimming, and the world spun around him in an incredible speed that he could not handle.
Having guessed what had happened from the noises around, he suspected that one of the twins must have arrived and diverted the unwanted attention of the blood-thirsty orcs from him.
Blood was pouring out from the three deep arrow wounds. Legolas could do nothing to stop the blood flow as he had to use all his remaining strength to hold on to the tree and prevent himself from falling to the ground.
He failed to notice the approach of the orcs as his mind was clouded by the pain and massive blood loss. It was when he felt a hand roughly dig into his ankle that he realized he was still in grave danger.
The orc smiled evilly as it grabbed the injured elf's ankle. It forcefully pulled the elf and threw him off the tree.
Landing heavily on the ground, Legolas let out a painful scream as the fall broke the shafts of the arrows, pushing them deeper into his body.
Legolas was on the edge of losing consciousness when an orc stepped over his limp body, its black sword ready to give the final blow. He closed his eyes and waited for the blow to come upon him.
It never came.
Legolas opened his eyes and watched as the orc slowly fell to the ground beside him. He then noticed a familiar sword stabbed deeply into the orc's back.
Aragorn's sword.
Knowing his friends were there, Legolas sighed in relief and lost hold of the last of his consciousness.
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Aragorn and Elrohir ran as fast as possible, their hearts burning with the urge to reach and help their brother and friend.
Little skill was needed to follow the tracks of the orcs. Not only the heavy footfalls of the orcs, obvious to the least experienced of hunters, but also the bodies of a handful of orcs, each with an arrow with the mark of Rivendell embedded deep into its head or heart, told the running pair that they were on the right track.
Aragorn and Elrohir knew they were almost there as they heard the angry roars and shouts of the orcs.
Quietly, they hid behind thick bushes near the orcs, trying to understand the situation before attacking.
The first thing they noticed was that there were dead bodies everywhere. They scanned the bodies and were relieved to find no trace of their friend or brother among the corpses. The sound of arrows slicing through the air drew the pair's attention to the left side of the scene.
Quickly they found Elladan jumping from tree to tree, dodging the black arrows shot at him. In return, the older twin took every opportunity he had, shooting and killing the attacking orcs with deadly accuracy, wasting none of his arrows.
Knowing that Elladan was in no immediate danger, Aragorn and Elrohir turned to look for their friend. They turned sharply towards their right as they heard a dull "thud" followed by the scream of a familiar voice, filled with white-hot agony.
Aragorn's eyes widened as he saw Legolas crumpled on the ground, obviously fallen from the tree. Aragorn watched in horror as an orc closed in on the elf prince, its black sword held over its head, ready for the final blow.
"No!" Aragorn shouted. He rose and drew his sword with a speed he never thought he would be able to achieve, and threw the sword towards the orc towering over his injured friend.
The sword found its mark and slashed deeply into the body of the orc. The orc died before it could even feel the pain.
Aragorn rushed towards his fallen friend and retrieved the sword from the orc's body, while Elrohir shot down two of the orcs standing near Legolas with arrows. Aragorn sliced the remaining two orcs with his sword before bending down to check on the injured elf.
Aragorn frowned in worry as he found Legolas was unconscious with his eyes closed. The elf's tunic was soaked with blood around his shoulder, stomach, and leg. But he had no time to inspect the wounds as he heard the other orcs approaching.
Discovering the other elf and man, the group of orcs previously attacking Elladan divided into three groups. One group continued their attack on Elladan, another went after Elrohir, and the last group focused on Aragorn.
With their number greatly depleted during the battle, it was not long before the two elves and the man slew all of the remaining orcs.
Despite being exhausted by the long and fierce battle, Elladan and Elrohir were basically unharmed, only obtaining minor scratches and bruises. Aragorn received a long cut across his right arm by a black sword, along with other minor wounds.
However, they paid no attention to their own injuries. Once the enemies were cleared, they rushed to check on their fallen friend.
The elf prince did not move an inch and remained unconscious.
Aragorn slowly turned Legolas to his back and took off the elf's tunic gently, allowing him to inspect the wounds. The three inhaled deeply as their saw the broken shafts of the arrows penetrating deep into Legolas' body. How deep, they did not know.
"We have to get the arrows out," Aragorn said, concern written on his face, "The wounds will get infected if the arrows stay. And I need to know if the arrows are poisoned or not."
"I will get the supplies for healing." Elladan said. He stood and made a sharp long whistle. A moment later, they heard the sound of hooves approaching.
Their horses responded to the call and returned to their masters. Three of the horses nodded their heads, showing their happiness to see their masters again. Arod, on the other hand, approached the unconscious elf beside Aragorn. Arod lowered his head and pushed the elf gently with his nose, hoping to wake his master.
"No, Arod." Aragorn gently pushed the horse's head away, "Your master is wounded. Please stay back so that we can tend to his injuries."
As if the horse understood the words of the man, it walked away and stood beside the other three horses. But, Arod's eyes never left his master.
Elladan took out some healing supplies from a bag hanging beside his horse's saddle, which Lord Elrond insisted each of the four carry whenever they went out, regardless of whether it was a long trip or a simple ride.
Aragorn took the pack from his brother and nodded with appreciation. He then turned his focus back to Legolas. The elf prince was far too pale, due to the massive blood loss. Aragorn knew he must act quickly to remove the arrows and stop the bleeding.
"But how are we going to remove the arrows?" Elrohir asked. The same question was ringing in Aragorn's mind, "We don't have any pain-killing or sleeping herbs."
Aragorn hesitated. Without the proper herbs, the removal of the arrows and the making of the stitches afterwards would be extremely painful for Legolas. But they had no choice.
"We have to do it." Aragorn answered in determination. He assessed the three wounds and knew that the removal of the arrow in the stomach would cause the greatest pain.
Hoping that Legolas' unconscious state would reduce the intensity of the pain, Aragorn decided to remove the arrow in the elf's stomach first.
"Please hold him down," Aragorn told his brothers sadly, "I am afraid that we will force him to wake when we take the arrow out."
Nodding silently, Elladan held the elf by the shoulders while Elrohir held his legs. They readied themselves for the worst.
"Ready? One, two, three." Aragorn took the broken shaft and removed the arrow with one swift movement.
Legolas was violently awoken by the excruciating pain. He let out an ear- piercing scream and struggled blindly against the twin's hold of his body. The twins were caught in surprise. Legolas'' struggle was unexpectedly strong and they were quickly knocked off by the elf prince.
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End of chapter 5
Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Please feel free to review and comment!
Thanks!