Fayne sighed as she walked miserably toward her mother. She had to talk to

Haldir. She needed to find out why he looked at her as if she was the scum of the

earth, but it was too late. He and the others had already gone out to battle. Just as

she thought all hope was lost, Gamling came around demanding all boys old enough to

fight be given a weapon. Fayne had an idea, an insane one that could probably get her

killed, yes, but an idea none the less. Not thinking twice about the consequences, she

grabbed a sword off the ground and sliced off her long black pony-tail. Quickly strapping

on armor, a helmet, and grasping her sword, she went off to battle. Once she had left the

safety of family and friends, she was terrified of what might happen if she were caught,

or worse, if she were caught by an orc. Pushing all doubts aside, she proceeded to try and

find Haldir to no avail. Standing on the top wall of Helm's Deep, she waited. When

Aragorn gave the signal, the battle began. At first, she had no idea what to do. The orcs

were still on the ground and she had no arrows. It wasn't until the call for swords came

that she knew her time had arrived. She braced herself as an orc rushed at her. Not

knowing what else to do, she jabbed the sword at the orc and it fell. The battle raged on

and Fayne had managed to kill quite a few of the intruding orcs. She had just cut the

throat of another one when she heard Aragorn tell everyone to retreat to the keep. She

started moving towards it when she heard Aragorn cry out again. This time it was no

command, but a name. "Haldir!", Aragorn cried. Fayne turned to see where Haldir was

and what was happening only to find an orc upon him. She rushed over to where he was

and stabbed the orc just before its blade would have struck Haldir. Just as he turned to see

who had saved him from certain death, another orc struck Fayne in the shoulder. A white

blinding pain shot through her entire body right before she collapsed in a pool of her own

blood. Haldir's eyes widened in anger as he slew the offending orc and carried his rescuer

back to the keep. If only he had known.