A Somewhat true Tale of Helms Deep
or A Story of Helms Deep. Kinda. Chapter 4.....
By Liz © 2004
Disclaimer: The first eight letters.
Warning: Almost everybody is OOC. grins evilly
Meanings Words between -and- -Telepathic massages- and that's all so far. :P
Rated pg 13ish.
I hope ya'll read this.
Chapter 4: There is Always Hope.
The Man and Elf dismounted and started walking up the stone causeway, leading the horses, one on which has Samwe's Pack and bundle of clothes, sans cloak.
"I wonder what it is that she is planning to do, don't you?' Legolas flicked a stinging fly off of his horses' neck.
"What she plans is not our concern, but, yes I do wonder, and the outcome had better be good." Aragorn bent down and picked up a nice study sized rock and tossed it to Legolas.
Legolas caught the rock, "Yes, for I believe that the out come include us all," bouncing the rock gently in his hand, "even down to the last babe in arms. "then throwing it back to Aragorn, spooking Aragorn horse in the processes.
Aragorn let the rock fly by as he soothed the upset animal, "Shhh, its alright.... hush now.... calm down...." And then back to his companion, "Maybe not that far down, Legolas, at least those of whom that fight."
They continued in a thoughtful silence up to Helms Gate. Aragorn lightly rubbing his horses head.
Back at the Hill
Samwe is sitting on her cloak, braiding her hair, waiting. She is completely naked. –The breeze feels really good Samwe-
-Eerandgel, your sick.-
A deep chuckle comes from the inside of Samwe's body.
-Do I get to kill tonight?-
-Yes, but please don't eat any of them, the after taste is still with me when you leave-
-I will not promise anything-
And then Back at The Deep, we find that Théoden and two of his guards have come up and he is talking to Aragorn and Laegolas.
"My King, may we take the Ranger and The Elf's mounts?" One of the Guards asks Theoden.
The other guard got a shocked look on his face and was about to say something, but wisely, decided against saying it.
"Yes, then quickly come back."
Aragorn grabbed the clothes as Théoden gave the guards instructions. Legolas when seeing the guards reach for the horses, he quickly retrieved Samwe's bag.
Gimli came walking in the same directions as the horses were lead away, both the horses and Gimli shed from each other.
And Gimli to cover up his embarrassment of being afraid of a horse or two, asked Aragorn why he had Samwe's clothes with him.
Raising a questioning eyebrow at them, Theoden then realized that Samwe had not come back with them.
Aragorn did not respond to the question or eyebrow, and just quickly handed the clothes over to Legolas. Who in turn opened the bag and shoved the clothes in and slung it over his arm.
Théoden began to walk away speaking as he want, "We will cover the causeway and the gate from above." He paused to let the Three Companions catch up, when they did he continued triumphantly, "No army has ever breached the Deeping Wall or set foot inside the Hornburg."
Gimli peered over the Wall to the ground far, far below, "This is no rabble of mindless Orcs."
He looked up at Théoden, "These are Uruk-hai, you know. Their armor is thick and their shields wide."
"Yes I know this, Master Dwarf, I have fought many battles and I know how to defend my own keep, thank you just the same." Théoden didn't notice the look on Gimli's face or he would have not goaded the "many battles" part. But alas! He did not and said it just like your older brother or sister would say, "no, your to little."
Gimli, already planning doom on the Lord of Rohan, darkly muttered, "...not as many as I though..."
Hearing this come from his short friend Legolas claped his free hand on Gimli's shoulder, to sooth him softly with these word, "Ehe, mellon nin, I will help you destroy the peace of the Golden King."
Théoden was already walking back to the Main Halls. Aragorn hearing what the pair had said just rolled his eyes and followed Théoden listening as he went on talking about the up coming battle.
Legolas and Gimli went off in the opposite direction to plan their "harmless" prank
Theoden and Aragorn met up with Gamling as they made there way to the Great Hall.
Theoden was still explaining the obvious unobvious.
"They will break upon this fortress like water on rock. Saruman's army will pillage and burn, we've seen it before. Crops can be re-sown; homes rebuilt. Within these walls, we will outlast them"
Aragorn looks in wonder at him, thinking how young and naive the King really was, "Milord, they do not come to destroy Rohan's crops or villages. They come to destroy its people."Théoden, coming closer to Aragorn asked him, "What would you have me do? Look at my men. Their courage hangs by a thread. If this is to be our end, then I would have them make such an end as to be worthy of remembrance."
He started pacing the floor in front of Gamling and Aragorn, continuing the question with, "And who will come? Elves? Dwarves? We are not so lucky in our friends as you. The old alliances are dead."
Aragorn in a matter-of-fact voice answers with a short, "Gondor will come."
Théoden stopped pacing and looked stupidly at Aragorn, "Gondor?" Then commencing with his pacing, now angry, "Where was Gondor when our enemies closed in around us? Where was Gon... – No, my lord Aragorn, we are alone."
He walked away then, calling out orders as he went, "Get the women and children into the caves!"
Gamling runs after him "We need more time to lay provisions for a siege, lord –"
Théoden cuts him off with out looking at him, "There is no time. War is upon us!"
Aragorn jogs up to the King, matching his stride easily, "Send out riders, milord. You must call for aid."
"No! Say no more about calling for aid, again!"
Aragorn stops as Theoden keeps on walking and giving out orders. He stands there, alone, watching until the King is blocked for sight by too many people. Then he turns to go don his armor.
A Rohan captain shouts out to soldiers, "Secure the gate!"
Soldiers rush to prepare for battle as a cloud of carrion crows circle overhead.
At the entrance of the caves soldiers grab men and boys as they try to go into the protection of the caves.
"No! My son!" A mother holds on desperately as a soldier pulls her son from her, "Please, no! He's only ten and three!"
A young woman talks quietly to a captain he nods and she walks away fingering her hair, in the direction of the armory.
When the captain returns to the patch of soldiers drafting the young and old men for war. One of them asks him, "What was all of that about?"
"She claimed she was an orphan, and that she knew how to use a sword, I didn't question her, only told her to cut off her hair."
The soldier looked surprised, "does this mean sir that I take able-bodied woman as well?"
"No, only if they offer it, then send them to me."
"Yes sir!"
In the armory.
Aragorn helped to distribute weapons; he wqtches a young man walk up to him with a grim determined face, holding something balled up at the nape of his neck. Aragorn started to hand him one of the battered and rusty swords when he noticed something. Shaking his head he then turned the boy around and led him to behind a row of shields. The boy obliged somewhat hesitantly.
When they got to where no one could see them unless they looked. Aragorn leaned the sword against the wall and pulled out his dagger at his side. The boy about screamed when he saw it, Aragorn brought a finger up to his own mouth, "Shh, I'm only going to help you."
"How?" The boy relaxed.
"Well, first you're going to have to let go of your hair, milady."
She-the boy really turning out to be a girl-tensed, "Who told you that?!" Not even trying to deny that she was a girl.
"No one, the scent of your hair gave you off, now come, if you wish to fight let me cut your hair. I have not much time."
She let go of her hair and turned around, her hair flipped around and then settled, it was waist length, dark for a Rohanian, and clean smelling. She turned her head around and looked at Aragorn taking a fistful she barried her nose in it. She looked up and smiled, Aragorn almost went into shock, she looked almost like Arwen when she smiled. He shook his head and thought, 'your just going though female-Elvin-beauty-withdrawal-syndrome'.
He un-wrapped a piece of leather from the hilt of the dagger.
Aragorn reached up and begin to gather all of her hair at the base of her neck
What are you doing, milord?"
:Tying your hair before I cut it so when we win you can have it."
Softly, "thank you."
swhip and her head hunched down to her chest when the dagger was done. She then ran her hand gently over her short hair. Taking a deep breath, she turned completely to Aragorn and bowed.
"Milord I ask that you please find a safe place to put my... hair.
Aragorn nodded, did a half bow and came up with the sword. "Here, go finish up."
"Yes, milord."
She brushed past him and then as she left she looked back to see him looking at her lock of shorn hair.
Aragorn wrapped the hair around under his shirt. He was hoping that it would be itchy, but of course it was as smooth as it had been when it was in his hands.
He softly groaned, he loved Arwen.
Yes but Arwen is leaving, gone by now maybe.
No, I don't know that.
Yes, but—
SUHT UP!
Okay fine.
Thank you.
Welcome, but she was very pretty—
I SAID QUITE!
Yes sir.
In the hall
Gamling, "Every villager able to wield a sword has been sent to the armory. My lord?" He looks at Théoden as the king inspects his own armor.
Bewildered Théoden looks up at Gamling, "There is limburger cheese and honey in my armor."
Then there is a scream from the back room and a young boy comes out of it looking faint hearted, "They! Their coming..."
Théoden stands up alarmed, "Orcs?"
The boy shakes his head, "No..." then looks behind him and points with his whole hand which is shaking, "AHHHHAEAEAEAE!!!" And then he falls to the ground in a faint.
Théoden looks too Gamling at lost, then Gamling eyes go wide and he points at the door way of the closet.
A Giant Mommy Bunny.
She hops out, toward Théoden and Gamling, stopping to sniff the unconscious boy. Then she starts to hop. hop.hop to the King. Then out of the closet comes a bunch of little cute evil baby bunnies.
Théoden looks around for help, then he realizes that he is alone, Gamling having already made a retreat.
Looking at the bunnies once more he then turns and runs.
Out and away, pass the armory on the way to the Deeping Wall hoping to lose the bunnies, but no, they have some sort of tracking device on him and hippty, hoppity, jump, jump, make their merry little way after him. Surprisingly fast, and not noticing anybody else but the King.
Back at the Aromry. Right after we left to go see the prank authored by Gimli and Legolas.
Aragorn ignored the hair as best he could and made his way back to the sword table.
He bumped into Legolas who was complaining in at first the Common Tongue, "Farmers, farriers, stable boys. These are no soldiers. Look at them. They're frightened. I can see it in their eyes."
A few of the men around them fell silent waiting what else the Elf would predict.
Legolas continued in elvish, "Gwaith gand niben ceritha nad dan i goth arnediad?"
Aragorn, defended the Men, "Si beriathar hýn. Amar nâ ned Edoras, Lagolas.
All of the men in the room fall silent when they hear the elvish language.
Legolas keeps on speaking, "Hýn ú-... ortheri. Natha daged aen."Aragorn look disappointed at his friend, and says in the Common Tongue, "Then I shall die as one them!" He pauses, not wanting to keep on fighting with the elf Prince and just walks away.
He makes it to the door when someone runs by, "Gamling?" he calls out but the person just stumbles and shakes his head, running faster. Aragorn shrugs, the tries to step out the door again. And he's almost knocked over by the King, "Théoden?! What is wrong?!?"
"No time! Gotta go!" Théoden rights himself and takes off again.
Once again Aragorn tries to step out, but this time it's a hand on his arm that stops him.
"Wait a moment Aragorn." The dwarf held him back, gently, but abet back.
Aragorn sighs and brings his foot back, just in time too. As a herd of different color rabbits hop past the door. Aragorn looks at Gimli and says his name threatenly.
"Wasn't me, that was the elf's part of the deal." Gimli then lets go of Aragorn arm and walks out the door and away to see if anybody needed a stray dwarf. Anything was better then the death look that Aragorn was giving his back,
Everyone is getting rushing getting ready for war at the battlements. Aragorn sit down on the steps thinking about how stupid his friends are. Then Théoden runs past with bunnies following him, luckily this seems normal to everybody, because his screams and the horde bunnies following him didn't garn any attention at all. People just simple moved out of the way. Then back again when they had passed.
Aragorn shook his head and then he noticed a young lad in armor holding a sword looking nervously at him.
Aragorn beckons him over, "Let me have your sword. What is your name?:"
The boy takes a deep breath, "Haleth, son of Háma, my lord. The men are saying that we will not live out the night. They say that this" the boy waves his arm taking everything in, "is hopeless."
Aragorn looks the battered sword over then gives it a few swings.
"Hama? Your father is a Guard at the Gate?"
"Yes, my lord."
Aragorn nodded as he hands the sword back to Haleth, "humm, this is a good sword, Haleth, son of Háma."
Then when Haleht takes it Aragorn puts a hand on his shoulder.
"There is always hope young one."
End chapter.
AN: What do so few brave people do against the numberless enemy? (My slightly tweaked version of a quote by one of the philosophers, Ovid. Kudos to Veasse for the translation into Sin.)
AN: They have more hope of defending themselves here than at Edoras, Legolas.
AN: They cannot win this fight. They are all going to die!