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The Fighting Continues
"So much death. What can one do against such reckless hate?" he mused aloud.
"Ride with me. Ride out and meet them." Aragorn suggested forcefully.
"For death and glory?" Theoden questioned wearily.
"For Rohan. For your people." Theoden took note of those words, for they had reached him through his din of negative thoughts.
Aradel took her hand off the piece of wood she was holding, it was nailed to the door, adding to the reinforcing. Another piece needed help staying up so she took that.
A blond Elf away Gimli looked up to the lone window that was to their left. "The sun is rising." He stated with the slightest amount of joy in his voice.
Aragorn looked as well and remembered Gandalf's words from the stables, where he had seen the old wizard last. "Look to my coming on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east." He had said. And now it was the fifth day, and now as he looked out into the sky, it was dawn. Gandalf would come.
"Yes, yes. The horn of Hammerhand shall sound in the deep one last time." He looked to Gimli who looked back.
"Yes." He said simply before running off down the hall and up some stairs. Aradel walked away from the gate, it was being held sufficiently by other soldiers, and walked to join where she now realized Legolas was standing. Beside Aragorn and with her a semicircle was formed.
"Fell deeds awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin, and the red dawn!"
Their horses were lead down to them and they mounted. Theoden put on his helmet and a horn sounded through the morning light, presumably by Gimli. Either that or he fell down the stairs and someone just happened to feel like blowing the horn without asking anyone or getting any kind of approval. That is very unlikely so lets just say it was Gimli.
Then, he too mounted his fine horse just as the battering ram broke threw the door, spewing bloody men all over the stone floor.
"For Theodener!" Theoden shouted.
"For Eorlingas!" a soldier from behind shouted with him
"Good luck." Aradel muttered to Legolas.
"And the same to you." He replied looking scared but determined.
With that they pulled the reins of their horses and charged into the mass of orcs. Legolas used a stabbing motion to kill them while Aragorn used a more slashing technique and Aradel used a nice healthy combination.
To the east a light, the sun, shone from a hill between two small mountains. Everything seemed to stand still and all stopped fighting as her attention was drawn to the white horse that bore a white wizard that appeared upon the hill. Shadowfax reared on his hind legs and what looked like Eomer rode up behind him. The next thing she knew the entirety of a vast army was charging down the slope, racing the light of the sun.
They rode down the slope as the orcs turned and rose their spears. Gandalf's light, however, blinded them and they didn't stay lowered very long. Many jumped off their horses, including Gandalf, Legolas, Aragorn, Aradel and Gimli who had joined after coming down from the horn.
The last of the battle was quick as the evil creatures were not prepared for the massive addition in forces. They were slaughtered quickly and finally Aradel stood facing the last orc. It swiped at her but she smirked and cut off its head to join the mass of blood and body parts on the ground.
She walked over to where Theoden, Eomer, Gandalf, Gimli, Legolas, and Aragorn were mounting their horses. Hers to stood in the group and she smiled inwardly. She had hoped she wouldn't lose that beautiful horse.
"You made it, Aradel, good." Legolas welcomed her cheerfully. "We've won!"
"I can see that, mellon nin, and I do so with great glee." She replied with a grin.
"As do we all. Fortunately your beautiful horse from Lorien was not harmed in the slightest. She has proven herself a scratch short of untouchable." He grabbed the reins of the horse, Faith, and steered her towards the dirty woman whom eagerly awaited getting off her aching feet.
"Hannon lle." She said to him, he nodded in response, and lifted her foot up to mount. But an unbearable pain pierced through her midsection. She dropped her foot and clutched where the pain was. Her eyes dulled in disbelief as she saw the blood on her hands and blossoming like a terrible flower of death through her armor.
With a twinge of annoyance at the back of her mind she noticed that she had lost quite a lot of blood and the pain was, again, unbearable. With that pain her knees buckled suddenly beneath her and she fell onto her back on the already bloodstained ground.
"Did she feint again?" Aragorn asked exasperatedly.
Legolas looked down in alarm. "No," he hopped off of Arod. "She's bleeding, badly."
He knelt down beside her and wiped a strand of hair away from her sweaty face. Looking at the wound he saw it was quite deep, probably damaging a couple vital organs.
"We can fix this. If we can just get to-" he started but she interrupted him.
"No. We can't, no one can. Not unless Lord Elrond can travel a hundred leagues in two minutes, which I seriously doubt he can." She took a deep breath. "I'm probably going to die here."
"No your not, Aradel, don't say that. It unnerves me." He said shaking his head denying it.
"Yes, yes I will. I'm not sad. I have been wondering what death is like for some time. To bad Elves rarely get to experience it." She was smiling with a bright twinkle in her eyes even as she approached her death.
"No, you are not going to die." He denied some more. "You can't."
"I can and I will. You can't tell me when and when not to die. I'll die when I see fit and now fits fine with me." She joked with a grin, he didn't seem amused.
"Don't joke, Aradel, you are seriously injured." He said sternly.
"And you are seriously making my death unpleasant." She informed him. 'There's a sentence I never thought I'd say.' She thought.
"I don't want you to die." He whispered almost inaudibly, his eyes shining with tears ready to well up.
She smiled softly, sympathetically, and took his hand in hers. "I am happy with my life. You know why I'm most happy about my life?" He shook his head. "Because of you. You are the best friend anyone could ever have."
He continued shaking his head, not ready to accept his best friend's death. "Now I want you to go back to Mirkwood and tell Thranduil thank you. For everything he has done for me, for taking me in as a daughter and loving me like one of his own."
He paused a moment then nodded wearily. "Tell Galathil, he was a great little brother to me, I've never had one. Tell Nacumirus to calm down. And that he too was a great brother. Tell Celeborn, I hate him, I always will and always have. Tell Galadriel that I have been in contact with her daughter and she loves her very, very much. And thank her as well, for everything. And that she was my second last thought." She took another deep breath.
Her breathing was becoming more labored and uneven. Legolas too, took a deep breath to calm his nerves. "And your last?"
She smiled again, her mocking, content, peaceful smile that was completely and utterly her own. "Of course, it was of you. If I could see one face upon my death I'm glad it was yours, it reminds me of so many good things. Mellon nin, my friend. Hannon lle, thank you." She breathed her last words and her hand in his went limp. Her head fell back and a tear made it's way down his pale face.
Still shaking his head in disbelief he reached a shaky hand down to her neck where he tried to take her pulse. He took it way too far back. He felt no pulse. With his other hand he covered his mouth to keep from screaming. He got up and stumbled back into Aragorn who had dismounted.
"Is she…" he faded off when he saw the look on his Elven friend's face. The party lowered their heads in respect and uttered a few words of prayer for her.
Legolas, however, said no prayer, he was still in shock. How could she be dead? She couldn't die. She couldn't leave him. His head was still shaking and his hand still covered his mouth, stifling heaving sobs and hot tears ran down his face.
"She can't be." He whispered quietly.
"I am so sorry, Legolas." Aragorn comforted. "No one knew her as you did."
"I can't believe it." He didn't. He didn't want to. He kept expecting her to jump and laugh at him, expecting it all to be a cruel joke. "There were so many things I wanted to tell her. So many things she didn't know. So many things I didn't know. Until just now."
Aragorn put a comforting hand on his shoulder as Legolas weeped into his chest. The future king patted him on the back as he too shed a tear for the woman who had passed.
A/N: Wow, i'll bet you didn't suspect that. You know those things that i've told you about countless time where i didn't know they would be in till after i've typed them up. Well this is not one of those things, i've been planning that since pretty close to day one. Please don't kill me for killing Aradel though! Oh, god! hides from angry peoples I'm sorry it just had to be done. And we're pretty close to finishing i think. Maybe four more chapters, maybe less. Probably less. Mostly likey less. Anyway, i'm sure i'm boring you. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Ms. Unkown: Your very welcome! So do I. :D
I like MINTS: Awesome, party, party party! And to the drinks thing, hell ya! We'll have drinks of all shapes and sizes (expecially big ones) I think i could live without parents if I had alot of money. ALOT of money. My dads being an ass right now so i'm just gonna be avoiding him. Yay! Finding Nemo. sings Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming swimming...ectsings:D
Arein: I know a store where we could get some gallows. Well not really but we could get some knives and stab them to death, or go to the gun store and stoot them in the head! That's how i wanna go. I'm not morbid. :D
The Fighting Continues
"So much death. What can one do against such reckless hate?" he mused aloud.
"Ride with me. Ride out and meet them." Aragorn suggested forcefully.
"For death and glory?" Theoden questioned wearily.
"For Rohan. For your people." Theoden took note of those words, for they had reached him through his din of negative thoughts.
Aradel took her hand off the piece of wood she was holding, it was nailed to the door, adding to the reinforcing. Another piece needed help staying up so she took that.
A blond Elf away Gimli looked up to the lone window that was to their left. "The sun is rising." He stated with the slightest amount of joy in his voice.
Aragorn looked as well and remembered Gandalf's words from the stables, where he had seen the old wizard last. "Look to my coming on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east." He had said. And now it was the fifth day, and now as he looked out into the sky, it was dawn. Gandalf would come.
"Yes, yes. The horn of Hammerhand shall sound in the deep one last time." He looked to Gimli who looked back.
"Yes." He said simply before running off down the hall and up some stairs. Aradel walked away from the gate, it was being held sufficiently by other soldiers, and walked to join where she now realized Legolas was standing. Beside Aragorn and with her a semicircle was formed.
"Fell deeds awake. Now for wrath, now for ruin, and the red dawn!"
Their horses were lead down to them and they mounted. Theoden put on his helmet and a horn sounded through the morning light, presumably by Gimli. Either that or he fell down the stairs and someone just happened to feel like blowing the horn without asking anyone or getting any kind of approval. That is very unlikely so lets just say it was Gimli.
Then, he too mounted his fine horse just as the battering ram broke threw the door, spewing bloody men all over the stone floor.
"For Theodener!" Theoden shouted.
"For Eorlingas!" a soldier from behind shouted with him
"Good luck." Aradel muttered to Legolas.
"And the same to you." He replied looking scared but determined.
With that they pulled the reins of their horses and charged into the mass of orcs. Legolas used a stabbing motion to kill them while Aragorn used a more slashing technique and Aradel used a nice healthy combination.
To the east a light, the sun, shone from a hill between two small mountains. Everything seemed to stand still and all stopped fighting as her attention was drawn to the white horse that bore a white wizard that appeared upon the hill. Shadowfax reared on his hind legs and what looked like Eomer rode up behind him. The next thing she knew the entirety of a vast army was charging down the slope, racing the light of the sun.
They rode down the slope as the orcs turned and rose their spears. Gandalf's light, however, blinded them and they didn't stay lowered very long. Many jumped off their horses, including Gandalf, Legolas, Aragorn, Aradel and Gimli who had joined after coming down from the horn.
The last of the battle was quick as the evil creatures were not prepared for the massive addition in forces. They were slaughtered quickly and finally Aradel stood facing the last orc. It swiped at her but she smirked and cut off its head to join the mass of blood and body parts on the ground.
She walked over to where Theoden, Eomer, Gandalf, Gimli, Legolas, and Aragorn were mounting their horses. Hers to stood in the group and she smiled inwardly. She had hoped she wouldn't lose that beautiful horse.
"You made it, Aradel, good." Legolas welcomed her cheerfully. "We've won!"
"I can see that, mellon nin, and I do so with great glee." She replied with a grin.
"As do we all. Fortunately your beautiful horse from Lorien was not harmed in the slightest. She has proven herself a scratch short of untouchable." He grabbed the reins of the horse, Faith, and steered her towards the dirty woman whom eagerly awaited getting off her aching feet.
"Hannon lle." She said to him, he nodded in response, and lifted her foot up to mount. But an unbearable pain pierced through her midsection. She dropped her foot and clutched where the pain was. Her eyes dulled in disbelief as she saw the blood on her hands and blossoming like a terrible flower of death through her armor.
With a twinge of annoyance at the back of her mind she noticed that she had lost quite a lot of blood and the pain was, again, unbearable. With that pain her knees buckled suddenly beneath her and she fell onto her back on the already bloodstained ground.
"Did she feint again?" Aragorn asked exasperatedly.
Legolas looked down in alarm. "No," he hopped off of Arod. "She's bleeding, badly."
He knelt down beside her and wiped a strand of hair away from her sweaty face. Looking at the wound he saw it was quite deep, probably damaging a couple vital organs.
"We can fix this. If we can just get to-" he started but she interrupted him.
"No. We can't, no one can. Not unless Lord Elrond can travel a hundred leagues in two minutes, which I seriously doubt he can." She took a deep breath. "I'm probably going to die here."
"No your not, Aradel, don't say that. It unnerves me." He said shaking his head denying it.
"Yes, yes I will. I'm not sad. I have been wondering what death is like for some time. To bad Elves rarely get to experience it." She was smiling with a bright twinkle in her eyes even as she approached her death.
"No, you are not going to die." He denied some more. "You can't."
"I can and I will. You can't tell me when and when not to die. I'll die when I see fit and now fits fine with me." She joked with a grin, he didn't seem amused.
"Don't joke, Aradel, you are seriously injured." He said sternly.
"And you are seriously making my death unpleasant." She informed him. 'There's a sentence I never thought I'd say.' She thought.
"I don't want you to die." He whispered almost inaudibly, his eyes shining with tears ready to well up.
She smiled softly, sympathetically, and took his hand in hers. "I am happy with my life. You know why I'm most happy about my life?" He shook his head. "Because of you. You are the best friend anyone could ever have."
He continued shaking his head, not ready to accept his best friend's death. "Now I want you to go back to Mirkwood and tell Thranduil thank you. For everything he has done for me, for taking me in as a daughter and loving me like one of his own."
He paused a moment then nodded wearily. "Tell Galathil, he was a great little brother to me, I've never had one. Tell Nacumirus to calm down. And that he too was a great brother. Tell Celeborn, I hate him, I always will and always have. Tell Galadriel that I have been in contact with her daughter and she loves her very, very much. And thank her as well, for everything. And that she was my second last thought." She took another deep breath.
Her breathing was becoming more labored and uneven. Legolas too, took a deep breath to calm his nerves. "And your last?"
She smiled again, her mocking, content, peaceful smile that was completely and utterly her own. "Of course, it was of you. If I could see one face upon my death I'm glad it was yours, it reminds me of so many good things. Mellon nin, my friend. Hannon lle, thank you." She breathed her last words and her hand in his went limp. Her head fell back and a tear made it's way down his pale face.
Still shaking his head in disbelief he reached a shaky hand down to her neck where he tried to take her pulse. He took it way too far back. He felt no pulse. With his other hand he covered his mouth to keep from screaming. He got up and stumbled back into Aragorn who had dismounted.
"Is she…" he faded off when he saw the look on his Elven friend's face. The party lowered their heads in respect and uttered a few words of prayer for her.
Legolas, however, said no prayer, he was still in shock. How could she be dead? She couldn't die. She couldn't leave him. His head was still shaking and his hand still covered his mouth, stifling heaving sobs and hot tears ran down his face.
"She can't be." He whispered quietly.
"I am so sorry, Legolas." Aragorn comforted. "No one knew her as you did."
"I can't believe it." He didn't. He didn't want to. He kept expecting her to jump and laugh at him, expecting it all to be a cruel joke. "There were so many things I wanted to tell her. So many things she didn't know. So many things I didn't know. Until just now."
Aragorn put a comforting hand on his shoulder as Legolas weeped into his chest. The future king patted him on the back as he too shed a tear for the woman who had passed.
A/N: Wow, i'll bet you didn't suspect that. You know those things that i've told you about countless time where i didn't know they would be in till after i've typed them up. Well this is not one of those things, i've been planning that since pretty close to day one. Please don't kill me for killing Aradel though! Oh, god! hides from angry peoples I'm sorry it just had to be done. And we're pretty close to finishing i think. Maybe four more chapters, maybe less. Probably less. Mostly likey less. Anyway, i'm sure i'm boring you. Nehoo, bye-bye!:D
Ms. Unkown: Your very welcome! So do I. :D
I like MINTS: Awesome, party, party party! And to the drinks thing, hell ya! We'll have drinks of all shapes and sizes (expecially big ones) I think i could live without parents if I had alot of money. ALOT of money. My dads being an ass right now so i'm just gonna be avoiding him. Yay! Finding Nemo. sings Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming swimming...ectsings:D
Arein: I know a store where we could get some gallows. Well not really but we could get some knives and stab them to death, or go to the gun store and stoot them in the head! That's how i wanna go. I'm not morbid. :D
