A/N: Ok first things first. Thanks again to all my reviewers. You are want makes me want to write and not only that but become a better writer. ( sniff sniff ) Well I think this chapter may be shorter than the last because I plan to make the next one really long and I have to end this chapter in the right place before continuing the next. But fear not I hope to have the 7th chapter up next week. Also I may get the distance between places wrong so BEAR with me.
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Chapter# 6
Shadows call.
"An Orc scout my lord." The elf next to Glorfindel gasped
Curiosity got the better of her, while leaning over to get a better look. "This is an orc?"
"Yes my lady. Sadly they were once elves until evil took them and twisted then into these foul things you see before you." Glorfindel notice the solemn look on her face at this. " Do not feel pity my lady for you shall receive none from them. Their souls are now as twisted as their form." Looking around for anymore of them he took a deep breath, if these were scouts then were where they sent from?
"Come we must hurry, we have lingered here to long." With that they were all back on their horses and off at a dead run to Rivendell.
They rode for hours through the meadow with no problem but as they neared the forest ahead she reached forward making the horses stop before entering the path that lead through it. The others came to a screeching halt looking back in confusion.
She dismounted fallowed by a very confused Glofindel.
"My Lady?" he said coming up behind her.
Turning around to face him, he understood by the look in her eyes. Confused why she could since it so soon and all he could feel was a whisper he asked a question he really didn't want to know the answer to. "How many?"
She gave him a sad sigh then kneeled down placing her hand flat on the ground and closed her eyes. Through her minds eyes she saw the many colors of energy that surrounded all life. Focusing her energy she saw it black energy or rather a void and a lot of it. Standing up she turn back to face him her face even more grave than before. "To many." was all she could say. She was still to weak to summon the amount of power needed to defeat that many creatures so she thought of the next best thing. Camouflage and illusions, hopefully she had enough strength to pull those off. Turning to all of them she asked. "how well can you and your horses travel through thick fog?"
Confused yet again they all looked at her and finally one of captains companions spoke up. "Very well my lady, we are but a few day now from Rivendell they know the rode well."
"Good." and with that she motioned to the horses and Glorfindel mounted then held out his hand to help her. Once they were all mounted she spoke loud enough for all of them to hear. "With all speed and do not stop no matter what. When I give the word." With that she looked up into the sky, he turned around slightly to see her as her eyes turned a bright blue, not just the iris but every part of her eyes . Just like when he first saw her eyes while she was in the tree only this time they were much more brighter. (A/N: Think of the movie 'Dune' and you got the right idea) As she stared the sky became clouded and fog began to surround everything.
Without breaking her concentration with her eyes still glowing a bright blue she turned her attention forward as did the rest of the company, and with an ungodly gentle voice she seemed to speak to their minds. "Ride my friends and do not stop no matter what you hear or see…Understood.?"
In unison they all answered that they understood although still a bit confused they strangely understood.
They rode fast and hard. The elves could soon smell the orcs but were unable to see a thing as they rode through the fog. Only occasionally an orc was seen here and there but those that only the elves could see through this thick fog were quickly met with an arrow or an Elvin blade.
Through her magic trance she could feel ahead of them was a rather large group of orcs and other creature she did not know the names to. They were blocking the rode, so summoning the last of her strength which was already dwindling she whispered something in a dead language the spell answered her call. Without warning to the already baffled orcs a dragon appeared ahead of them swooping down on the orcs breathing fire. The sudden appearance of fire illuminated the dragon sending the frightened orcs scattering.
Unfortunately the flames momentarily revealed the elfin riders to the orcs who had it not been for their fear of the dragon would have seen them, sadly one did. At first the orc was puzzled but it's orders and blood lust out weighed its fear, notching an arrow he fired, smiling the orc tried to calm the other long enough to attach the elf's but was soon trampled by a frightened troll.
After what seemed like forever the horses and riders were free of the fog and danger. Looking back they were glad to see and feel no sign of the enemy. One of Glorfindels greatest tracker called Nunarion gave a sigh of relief, they had just escaped what would have been without a doubt a brutal death thanks to their new companion, their new friend. He turned to offer his gratitude only to turn pale at the arrow protruding from her back and a stream of blood making it's was down her back.
"MY LORD!" Glorfindel turned and saw Tannari's pale face, it was then he heard her labored breathing. Nunarion jumped off his horse a gently pulled her off the back of her horse and set her on the ground. Making sure not to hurt her while removed the dress from around the wound while Glorfindel grabbed his healers pack. The others kept watch while Nunarion and Glorfindel tried to help her.
Studying the wound Glorfindel stopped. "Damn."
Puzzled his friend looked up. "What?"
"The arrow hasn't gone through. I don't know which way it's faced. If I pull it out it could cause more damage and if I break the end and leave the tip she while either bleed to death or die from the poison being to close to her heart."
Trying to breath through the pain she was able to find her voice. "Le-leave I-it …"
All the elves stopped and stared at her in shock.
"Sorry my lady…I will fight to keep you alive and you should do the same." Grief gripped his heart as he decided to pull the arrow, the poison was to close to her heart not to and with kings foil maybe he could slow the poison enough to reach home.
With a piercing cry mush like the sound of a wounded hawk she lost consciousness. Embracing the unfeeling darkness she smiled into the welcoming arm of nothingness.
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A/N: Well I hoped you liked it, sorry it was so short. Next chapter the elf lords at Rivendell. Yeah.
