Sorry it took me so long. I've been at a friend's house like all the time. School's out, so I'll try to update more often. Okay, I won't keep you waiting. This chapter will focus on Elladan and Elrohir and what happened when they left the two, as well as the others.
Disclaimer: I still do not own LOTR.
Chapter 6: Fair share of trouble
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Elladan and Elrohir rode hard. They didn't know where the Orcs were exactly, but they had heard the foul beasts sneering all the way out here. They knew Estel and Legolas were not ready for a fight, or so they thought.
As they rode the darkness pressed in on them, the shadows grabbed and tried to take hold of them, but they rode on, looking for signs of Orcs.
They were quite surprised after half an hour of riding that they didn't find anything, and stopped their horses in a clearing, listening for any sounds that the Orcs were near.
After five minutes of hearing nothing, the two sighed and looked at each other. Suddenly Elladan remembered something that made his bones chill.
FLASHBACK (2500 years earlier)
Elladan and Elrohir were left alone with two guards in the clearing as Elrond and the rest of the company rode off. They were looking for the Orcs, and Elrond had commanded his only sons to stay there, saying it was too dangerous with such a great number of Orcs.
"We can fight!" Elrohir had argued, but was cut off.
"I will not have my only sons put in so much danger!" with that Elrond had rode off, commanding two Elven guards to stay with the two and keep them from following.
"By the valar we are not children!" Elladan shouted in frustration. The guards looked at them but said nothing.
"But ada treats us like children, and we can't go against his orders," Elrohir replied quietly. "At least not with them watching us." He glared at the guards who were watching them carefully and slid off his horse. Suddenly he heard something. The sound of a twig snapping.
He whipped around and looked deep into the trees. He listened and could hear the sound of...
"Orcs!"
They had some of the group lead the rest of the company away, leaving the four elves quite vulnerable. Before anyone could move they burst through the trees and surrounded the elves.
Elladan's horse almost knocked him off but Elladan managed to get off uninjured. The fight began.
The Orcs were to close to use arrows, so it was hand to hand combat. The sound of metal clashing could be heard as the elves fought on bravely.
Suddenly an arrow shot out of the dense arrays of trees and struck one of the elf guards. He froze and his eyes clouded in pain. He stared straight ahead, eyes unseeing. Then he fell and landed on the ground, his lifeless body being trampled on by the other guard's horse as it was hit with another arrow.
Elrohir stared in shock. He had never seen anyone die in battle. Others had been injured but no one had been killed, at least not when he was there. He heard the shout of his brother and turned to see a large Orc's sword coming straight at his chest. He escaped with a slash going down his chest, but he deemed it not serious and continued fighting.
More arrows rained from the trees, some diving into the ground or a stray tree root. Another logged itself into the other guard's horse. The guard ran to his horse, but by being distracted didn't see the Orc behind him. The Orc pushed the sword with so much force that it went straight through the elves back. The elf let out a small gasp of pain. He was dead before he hit the ground, never to see again.
The twins were the only two still fighting. The Orcs were starting to gain the advantage, and soon both Elladan and Elrohir were doubled over in pain. Then a rain of arrows shot through the trees, but these were Elven arrows.
Help had come.
END FLASHBACK
"Elrohir, do you remember? When we were left with the two guards and ada left with the rest of the company?"
Elrohir's eyes shone with memories, how he had seen the deaths, how they had been injured, how the trap had fooled his father for a while. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "No."
He remembered his father telling them later that they had been unable to find any Orcs, so had headed back.
"Estel."
"Legolas."
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Legolas heard the shriek and ran full force toward the voice. As he ran the rain poured from the heavens, turning simple dirt to mud, causing the young prince to slow down, trying not to slip and waste time getting to Estel.
His arm throbbed painfully and Legolas was quickly slowing down. What's wrong with me? He thought to himself as he tripped and fell over. He groaned and got up, continuing to run after Estel. He could hear the clanging of metal up ahead, but was slowing down. Spots were dancing in front of his eyes, and everything was spinning.
Legolas stopped and leaned against a tree, trying to breath properly. He could see black in the corners of his vision. No, I need to get to Estel.
He continued on, slower then before and now clutching his arm. The sounds of the battle had stopped. There were two possibilities. Estel had defeated the Orcs...or the Orcs had defeated Estel. Legolas shuddered at the thought of Estel lying in the mud dead, or captured and being beaten.
The rain pounded on Legolas as he tried to keep moving. His arm felt like it was on fire. Everything was moving and spinning. Legolas fell to his knees and his mind thought one final thing before he fell to the ground unconscious.
Poison.
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Before the twins could make another move however, a dozen Orcs attacked. They had been so wrapped up in thoughts about Legolas and Estel that they had failed to notice the sounds of the approaching Orcs.
An arrow came whizzing straight at Elladan and before he could move it lodged itself deep in his shoulder. He cried out in pain and fell off his horse, nearly being trampled as his horse ran for cover from the arrows.
Elrohir jumped off his horse. "Elladan!" But he couldn't get to him, for ten Orcs had attacked him, and he had to concentrate on fighting. Please be okay my brother.
Meanwhile, Elladan had stood up despite the pain. He quickly pulled the arrow out and began fighting. He tried to ignore the fiery pain in his shoulder but it was growing worse. He failed to notice the Orc behind him and felt the foul, hard hand come in contact with his head. He slammed into a tree and fell to the ground, darkness claiming him.
The dark clouds that had been gathering finally released rain, not being able to hold on to it any longer. The wind howled as the rain pounded the ground and everyone in its path. A streak of lightning appeared in the sky and a low rumble shook the ground. Elrohir stuck his sword into another of his enemies. Only two Orcs remained. As he slashed viciously at one of them, it fell to the ground with a loud thump. He turned to face the last Orc and sliced his sword across its head, clearly swiping it off. Suddenly he felt a terrible pain in his leg. He let out a small shriek and looked down to see the Orc he thought he had previously killed sticking its dagger into his leg. It was being pushed deeper and deeper into his fair Elven skin, blood falling out, running down the remainder of his leg and collecting in a pool at his feet. He stuck his sword into the Orc and killed it.
He reached down and pulled out the dagger and threw it aside. He cringed as he tried to walk, almost collapsing. He could feel the blood flowing freely from his wound, and knew he would suffer from blood loss if he didn't at least bandage it. He tore away some of his tunic and wrapped it best he could. Then he began to search for his brother.
It didn't take long for him to spot him near the tree, blood flowing slowly from his open wounds.
Elrohir looked at the fallen Orcs and then to the face of his brother. He limped to Elladan and stared into his face.
"Elladan please! You can't be dead!"
He didn't move. Elrohir closed his eyes and clutched his leg. The pain that ran through it was terrible. He was sitting in a pool of his own blood, mixed in with some of his brothers. Elladan stirred as tears came to Elrohir's eyes.
Elrohir tried to move but was too exhausted. He heard a loud shriek of pain as he fell to the ground and his mind registered one thought. "Estel."
With that he slumped forward into the mud next to his twin.
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Estel had been walking angrily away when five Orcs had jumped into the clearing, taking him by surprise. He let out a shriek as on of the Orcs hit him in the head with the hilt of its sword. Unfortunately for the Orc, he hadn't hit hard enough. Estel had fallen to the ground dazed, but had stood up, despite the urge to let the darkness take him.
Estel bravely fought the Orcs, sustaining no more injuries and soon all were dead and all was silent. He paid no mind to the rain that had started up and felt his head. There was a small amount of blood there, but he figured he should be fine. Estel walked slowly away from the battlegrounds, knowing night would be falling soon.
As he walked the trees whispered to themselves. Their branches seemed to lead Estel on as he slowly walked. The trees became louder as Estel walked, and saw something on the ground. He looked injured, and blood was spilling around him. His skin was pale and his hair laid on the ground full of dirt and blood.
"Legolas!"
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Well what do you think? I liked the chapter pretty well. Hope you all liked it. Please review.
Review Responses:
Chantal J: Thank you. Here's an update. Wow, and I was just getting use to writing your pen name lol.
Astievia: Well then you should be happier now right? I guess it should be, unless you end up not working with blood. Yeah, that is obvious huh? Well now you know, and here's an update. I'll get to work on the new chapter very soon.
Someone u don no: Well I like poetry, and no one else really complained about it so I'll continue enjoying it. It was briefly mentioned why he hates humans in an earlier chapter. Of course he didn't do anything to Aragorn and Boromir! This is a past fic, before the fellowship.
Elven kitten: Aren't you so smart? Thanks, and you keep up writing too! I want to read more!
October Skye: I was born in October...oh! Right! Thanks. Yeah he shouldn't have left Estel out there alone. He shouldn't have left himself out there alone actually.
Shadow warrior: I know, sorry. Here's a new chapter though!
Ella: Yes I took awhile didn't I? I know, suspense is fun, as is angst! I will. I've done that with fics before, but only because I had only gotten two reviews for like six chapters. But I love this story, so don't worry, I'll continue it.
Sun Kissed Rose: I love then pen name. Here's an update. Thank you.
Well please review! If you are a Harry Potter fan, please check out my fic Brotherhood. Also if you haven't already, could you look at my other LOTR fic Red Sun? I'll update soon. Until then, namarie!
Disclaimer: I still do not own LOTR.
Chapter 6: Fair share of trouble
.......................
Elladan and Elrohir rode hard. They didn't know where the Orcs were exactly, but they had heard the foul beasts sneering all the way out here. They knew Estel and Legolas were not ready for a fight, or so they thought.
As they rode the darkness pressed in on them, the shadows grabbed and tried to take hold of them, but they rode on, looking for signs of Orcs.
They were quite surprised after half an hour of riding that they didn't find anything, and stopped their horses in a clearing, listening for any sounds that the Orcs were near.
After five minutes of hearing nothing, the two sighed and looked at each other. Suddenly Elladan remembered something that made his bones chill.
FLASHBACK (2500 years earlier)
Elladan and Elrohir were left alone with two guards in the clearing as Elrond and the rest of the company rode off. They were looking for the Orcs, and Elrond had commanded his only sons to stay there, saying it was too dangerous with such a great number of Orcs.
"We can fight!" Elrohir had argued, but was cut off.
"I will not have my only sons put in so much danger!" with that Elrond had rode off, commanding two Elven guards to stay with the two and keep them from following.
"By the valar we are not children!" Elladan shouted in frustration. The guards looked at them but said nothing.
"But ada treats us like children, and we can't go against his orders," Elrohir replied quietly. "At least not with them watching us." He glared at the guards who were watching them carefully and slid off his horse. Suddenly he heard something. The sound of a twig snapping.
He whipped around and looked deep into the trees. He listened and could hear the sound of...
"Orcs!"
They had some of the group lead the rest of the company away, leaving the four elves quite vulnerable. Before anyone could move they burst through the trees and surrounded the elves.
Elladan's horse almost knocked him off but Elladan managed to get off uninjured. The fight began.
The Orcs were to close to use arrows, so it was hand to hand combat. The sound of metal clashing could be heard as the elves fought on bravely.
Suddenly an arrow shot out of the dense arrays of trees and struck one of the elf guards. He froze and his eyes clouded in pain. He stared straight ahead, eyes unseeing. Then he fell and landed on the ground, his lifeless body being trampled on by the other guard's horse as it was hit with another arrow.
Elrohir stared in shock. He had never seen anyone die in battle. Others had been injured but no one had been killed, at least not when he was there. He heard the shout of his brother and turned to see a large Orc's sword coming straight at his chest. He escaped with a slash going down his chest, but he deemed it not serious and continued fighting.
More arrows rained from the trees, some diving into the ground or a stray tree root. Another logged itself into the other guard's horse. The guard ran to his horse, but by being distracted didn't see the Orc behind him. The Orc pushed the sword with so much force that it went straight through the elves back. The elf let out a small gasp of pain. He was dead before he hit the ground, never to see again.
The twins were the only two still fighting. The Orcs were starting to gain the advantage, and soon both Elladan and Elrohir were doubled over in pain. Then a rain of arrows shot through the trees, but these were Elven arrows.
Help had come.
END FLASHBACK
"Elrohir, do you remember? When we were left with the two guards and ada left with the rest of the company?"
Elrohir's eyes shone with memories, how he had seen the deaths, how they had been injured, how the trap had fooled his father for a while. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "No."
He remembered his father telling them later that they had been unable to find any Orcs, so had headed back.
"Estel."
"Legolas."
.......................
Legolas heard the shriek and ran full force toward the voice. As he ran the rain poured from the heavens, turning simple dirt to mud, causing the young prince to slow down, trying not to slip and waste time getting to Estel.
His arm throbbed painfully and Legolas was quickly slowing down. What's wrong with me? He thought to himself as he tripped and fell over. He groaned and got up, continuing to run after Estel. He could hear the clanging of metal up ahead, but was slowing down. Spots were dancing in front of his eyes, and everything was spinning.
Legolas stopped and leaned against a tree, trying to breath properly. He could see black in the corners of his vision. No, I need to get to Estel.
He continued on, slower then before and now clutching his arm. The sounds of the battle had stopped. There were two possibilities. Estel had defeated the Orcs...or the Orcs had defeated Estel. Legolas shuddered at the thought of Estel lying in the mud dead, or captured and being beaten.
The rain pounded on Legolas as he tried to keep moving. His arm felt like it was on fire. Everything was moving and spinning. Legolas fell to his knees and his mind thought one final thing before he fell to the ground unconscious.
Poison.
......................
Before the twins could make another move however, a dozen Orcs attacked. They had been so wrapped up in thoughts about Legolas and Estel that they had failed to notice the sounds of the approaching Orcs.
An arrow came whizzing straight at Elladan and before he could move it lodged itself deep in his shoulder. He cried out in pain and fell off his horse, nearly being trampled as his horse ran for cover from the arrows.
Elrohir jumped off his horse. "Elladan!" But he couldn't get to him, for ten Orcs had attacked him, and he had to concentrate on fighting. Please be okay my brother.
Meanwhile, Elladan had stood up despite the pain. He quickly pulled the arrow out and began fighting. He tried to ignore the fiery pain in his shoulder but it was growing worse. He failed to notice the Orc behind him and felt the foul, hard hand come in contact with his head. He slammed into a tree and fell to the ground, darkness claiming him.
The dark clouds that had been gathering finally released rain, not being able to hold on to it any longer. The wind howled as the rain pounded the ground and everyone in its path. A streak of lightning appeared in the sky and a low rumble shook the ground. Elrohir stuck his sword into another of his enemies. Only two Orcs remained. As he slashed viciously at one of them, it fell to the ground with a loud thump. He turned to face the last Orc and sliced his sword across its head, clearly swiping it off. Suddenly he felt a terrible pain in his leg. He let out a small shriek and looked down to see the Orc he thought he had previously killed sticking its dagger into his leg. It was being pushed deeper and deeper into his fair Elven skin, blood falling out, running down the remainder of his leg and collecting in a pool at his feet. He stuck his sword into the Orc and killed it.
He reached down and pulled out the dagger and threw it aside. He cringed as he tried to walk, almost collapsing. He could feel the blood flowing freely from his wound, and knew he would suffer from blood loss if he didn't at least bandage it. He tore away some of his tunic and wrapped it best he could. Then he began to search for his brother.
It didn't take long for him to spot him near the tree, blood flowing slowly from his open wounds.
Elrohir looked at the fallen Orcs and then to the face of his brother. He limped to Elladan and stared into his face.
"Elladan please! You can't be dead!"
He didn't move. Elrohir closed his eyes and clutched his leg. The pain that ran through it was terrible. He was sitting in a pool of his own blood, mixed in with some of his brothers. Elladan stirred as tears came to Elrohir's eyes.
Elrohir tried to move but was too exhausted. He heard a loud shriek of pain as he fell to the ground and his mind registered one thought. "Estel."
With that he slumped forward into the mud next to his twin.
..................
Estel had been walking angrily away when five Orcs had jumped into the clearing, taking him by surprise. He let out a shriek as on of the Orcs hit him in the head with the hilt of its sword. Unfortunately for the Orc, he hadn't hit hard enough. Estel had fallen to the ground dazed, but had stood up, despite the urge to let the darkness take him.
Estel bravely fought the Orcs, sustaining no more injuries and soon all were dead and all was silent. He paid no mind to the rain that had started up and felt his head. There was a small amount of blood there, but he figured he should be fine. Estel walked slowly away from the battlegrounds, knowing night would be falling soon.
As he walked the trees whispered to themselves. Their branches seemed to lead Estel on as he slowly walked. The trees became louder as Estel walked, and saw something on the ground. He looked injured, and blood was spilling around him. His skin was pale and his hair laid on the ground full of dirt and blood.
"Legolas!"
.................
Well what do you think? I liked the chapter pretty well. Hope you all liked it. Please review.
Review Responses:
Chantal J: Thank you. Here's an update. Wow, and I was just getting use to writing your pen name lol.
Astievia: Well then you should be happier now right? I guess it should be, unless you end up not working with blood. Yeah, that is obvious huh? Well now you know, and here's an update. I'll get to work on the new chapter very soon.
Someone u don no: Well I like poetry, and no one else really complained about it so I'll continue enjoying it. It was briefly mentioned why he hates humans in an earlier chapter. Of course he didn't do anything to Aragorn and Boromir! This is a past fic, before the fellowship.
Elven kitten: Aren't you so smart? Thanks, and you keep up writing too! I want to read more!
October Skye: I was born in October...oh! Right! Thanks. Yeah he shouldn't have left Estel out there alone. He shouldn't have left himself out there alone actually.
Shadow warrior: I know, sorry. Here's a new chapter though!
Ella: Yes I took awhile didn't I? I know, suspense is fun, as is angst! I will. I've done that with fics before, but only because I had only gotten two reviews for like six chapters. But I love this story, so don't worry, I'll continue it.
Sun Kissed Rose: I love then pen name. Here's an update. Thank you.
Well please review! If you are a Harry Potter fan, please check out my fic Brotherhood. Also if you haven't already, could you look at my other LOTR fic Red Sun? I'll update soon. Until then, namarie!
