Hey guys! Sorry this took so long! Well, here's chap. 12 of One Ring to
Bring Them All.
AN: Just to let all you Legolas/Usagi fans know: I've had a great many requests for Legolas to get together w/Usagi. However, would you appreciate a guy coming on to you right after the love of your life was murdered? Eventually, they'll come to an understanding, but that won't be until the very end.
Chapter 12
The world was blurred. Figures were moving warily, and the screams of Orcs and Uruk-hai rent the early morning air. Moaning softly, Usagi tried to open her eyes. But before she could, a gentle voice spoke beside her.
"You should not try to move, my lady. You have been gravely wounded. I am Eothain, friend of the lord Eomer. You shall be taken care of soon, milady."
Usagi tried to speak, but it seemed to be a gargantuan task. As she tried to speak again, she was sent into a coughing fit. Eothain gently sat her up, and opened a small flask. As Usagi's coughing fit subsided, he gently lifted the flask of water to her parched and cracked lips. After several moments, with the flask emptied, Eothain helped her lay back down. Trying to speak once more, Usagi managed to croak,
"Where.Merry and Pippin?"
"My lady, I know not of whom you speak. Rest now. All shall be answered at Edoras." Eothain spoke soothingly.
Usagi found herself falling into unconsciousness.
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The band of Orcs and Uruk-hai had been defeated less than twenty minutes ago. Turning to one of the men, Eothain ordered that Eomer, leader of the eored, be brought to him. Less than ten minutes later, Eomer arrived.
"Eothain!" He cried joyously. "I am glad to see you still alive, my friend. When you did not join in the final battle, I thought you had been."
Eothain looked up at his shocked leader. "My lord, I found this woman early this morning, bound, and just outside the perimeter of Orcs and Uruks. She is badly wounded. If we wait much longer, she may not live."
"I will send twenty of the fastest riders with you." Eomer spoke quickly. "And you shall make all haste towards Edoras. You shall leave in less than an hour."
"Thank you, my lord." Eothain nodded, turning his attention back to the unconscious Usagi.
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Twenty men, along with Eothain galloped off into the early morning, not half an hour after the order had been issued by Eomer. Looking towards their rapidly retreating backs, Eomer, sister-son to the King Theoden wished them all speed on their journey across the plain.
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They had been pursuing the band of Orcs and Uruk-hai for three days and nights with very little rest. Turning to Legolas, Aragorn spoke softly. "The plain is now quiet of the steps of the Orcs. Now, the nearest thing I can hear is a band of horses. Possibly the Rohirrim of Rohan."
Legolas nodded, contemplating the horizon. Suddenly, a cry flew from his mouth. "There is a great something moving across the plain! It glints off the sunlight."
"What is it?" Aragorn asked in Elvish.
"It is a band of riders!" Legolas replied, shading his eyes. "They turn and head in this direction, following the path that the Orcs took!"
Gimli grunted. "Well then, let us rest a while and wait for them to come. After all, the tracks we have followed will be ruined now."
Looking to Legolas, Aragorn nodded. "Yes, that seems best. I am weary as well."
But Legolas hadn't sat down. The riders were approaching with amazing speed. They were now only three leagues away. Turning to Aragorn, he began to speak.
"There are 105 riders, and their leader is very tall. All are fair haired and carry the shield of Rohan."
Aragorn looked somewhat amazed. "Far do the eyes of Elves see! Well, there is little we can do but await their arrival."
********
Ten minutes later, the last of the riders was passing by when Aragorn stood and cried, "What news from the north, Riders of Rohan?"
With amazing speed and skill, the steeds of the riders were checked and Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli found themselves surrounded by a thicket of spears. Several spears parted, and a man rode forward.
"What business does an Elf, a man, and a dwarf have in the Riddermark?" He demanded.
Gimli looked up at him. "Give me your name, horsemaster, and I'll give you more, and besides."
The man dismounted, and walked towards Gimli. "I would cut off your head, beard and all, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground!"
"You would die before your stroke fell!" Legolas cried, an arrow pointed at the man's head.
The spears of the riders came in until Legolas and Gimli could not move. Aragorn stepped in front of Legolas' arrow, placing his hands up in a sign of peace.
"We come not to fight the men of Rohan!" He stated. "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas of the woodland realm. We track a band of Uruk-hai westword across the plain. They have taken three of our friends captive."
The man looked intrigued. Removing his helm, he spoke softly. "I am Eomer, sister-son of Theoden King. The Uruks were slaughtered in the night. I am sorry."
"But did you see two hobbits?" Gimli spoke up.
"They would be small, only children to your eyes." Aragorn explained.
"And there was also a young woman." Legolas spoke.
Eomer considered them for several moments. "We left none alive, but this woman you speak of, did she have fair hair?"
Gimli nodded. "How is she? When I find that lass, I'm goi-"
Legolas cut him off. "Where is she? I did not see any woman amongst you as you approached us."
"She was badly wounded. Twenty of our most swift riders set out to Edoras with her."
"What happened to her?" Aragorn asked, a quiet fury entering his eyes.
"We are not sure." Eomer replied solemnly. "But she was badly beaten."
At Gimli's cry of rage and the murderous look in Legolas' eyes, he faltered.
Taking calming breaths, Aragorn asked about Merry and Pippin. "There were also two halflings taken prisoner. Did you not see any sign of them?"
Eomer looked amazed. "How can it be that legends spring from the ground and sprout at our feet? Halflings are but a children's tale!"
"They were clothed in similar dress, gifted us by the Lady Galadriel. Yet, you did not see us during broad daylight."
"It is possible we did not see them." Eomer conceded. "We despoiled the carcasses and burned them. But there was no sign of these halflings that you speak of. The Uruks killed 15 of my men and twelve of my horses. Would you wish to look for your friends, even though there is little hope of finding them again?"
Aragorn nodded quietly. "We have traveled hard to find them. I will not give up yet. Not while I have strength left."
Eomer nodded and whistled. "Hasufel! Arod! May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters."
Nodding in thanks, Legolas asked for the saddle to be removed, and he easily leapt atop Hasufel, who became willing and tame underneath his gentle hand. Gimli snorted.
"I would rather walk than ride a horse!"
"Then you would be left far behind." Aragorn replied.
"Come, friend Gimli!" Legolas cried. "You shall ride behind me."
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Well, how was it? A little short, but was it good otherwise? Please review!
AN: Just to let all you Legolas/Usagi fans know: I've had a great many requests for Legolas to get together w/Usagi. However, would you appreciate a guy coming on to you right after the love of your life was murdered? Eventually, they'll come to an understanding, but that won't be until the very end.
Chapter 12
The world was blurred. Figures were moving warily, and the screams of Orcs and Uruk-hai rent the early morning air. Moaning softly, Usagi tried to open her eyes. But before she could, a gentle voice spoke beside her.
"You should not try to move, my lady. You have been gravely wounded. I am Eothain, friend of the lord Eomer. You shall be taken care of soon, milady."
Usagi tried to speak, but it seemed to be a gargantuan task. As she tried to speak again, she was sent into a coughing fit. Eothain gently sat her up, and opened a small flask. As Usagi's coughing fit subsided, he gently lifted the flask of water to her parched and cracked lips. After several moments, with the flask emptied, Eothain helped her lay back down. Trying to speak once more, Usagi managed to croak,
"Where.Merry and Pippin?"
"My lady, I know not of whom you speak. Rest now. All shall be answered at Edoras." Eothain spoke soothingly.
Usagi found herself falling into unconsciousness.
********
The band of Orcs and Uruk-hai had been defeated less than twenty minutes ago. Turning to one of the men, Eothain ordered that Eomer, leader of the eored, be brought to him. Less than ten minutes later, Eomer arrived.
"Eothain!" He cried joyously. "I am glad to see you still alive, my friend. When you did not join in the final battle, I thought you had been."
Eothain looked up at his shocked leader. "My lord, I found this woman early this morning, bound, and just outside the perimeter of Orcs and Uruks. She is badly wounded. If we wait much longer, she may not live."
"I will send twenty of the fastest riders with you." Eomer spoke quickly. "And you shall make all haste towards Edoras. You shall leave in less than an hour."
"Thank you, my lord." Eothain nodded, turning his attention back to the unconscious Usagi.
********
Twenty men, along with Eothain galloped off into the early morning, not half an hour after the order had been issued by Eomer. Looking towards their rapidly retreating backs, Eomer, sister-son to the King Theoden wished them all speed on their journey across the plain.
********
They had been pursuing the band of Orcs and Uruk-hai for three days and nights with very little rest. Turning to Legolas, Aragorn spoke softly. "The plain is now quiet of the steps of the Orcs. Now, the nearest thing I can hear is a band of horses. Possibly the Rohirrim of Rohan."
Legolas nodded, contemplating the horizon. Suddenly, a cry flew from his mouth. "There is a great something moving across the plain! It glints off the sunlight."
"What is it?" Aragorn asked in Elvish.
"It is a band of riders!" Legolas replied, shading his eyes. "They turn and head in this direction, following the path that the Orcs took!"
Gimli grunted. "Well then, let us rest a while and wait for them to come. After all, the tracks we have followed will be ruined now."
Looking to Legolas, Aragorn nodded. "Yes, that seems best. I am weary as well."
But Legolas hadn't sat down. The riders were approaching with amazing speed. They were now only three leagues away. Turning to Aragorn, he began to speak.
"There are 105 riders, and their leader is very tall. All are fair haired and carry the shield of Rohan."
Aragorn looked somewhat amazed. "Far do the eyes of Elves see! Well, there is little we can do but await their arrival."
********
Ten minutes later, the last of the riders was passing by when Aragorn stood and cried, "What news from the north, Riders of Rohan?"
With amazing speed and skill, the steeds of the riders were checked and Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli found themselves surrounded by a thicket of spears. Several spears parted, and a man rode forward.
"What business does an Elf, a man, and a dwarf have in the Riddermark?" He demanded.
Gimli looked up at him. "Give me your name, horsemaster, and I'll give you more, and besides."
The man dismounted, and walked towards Gimli. "I would cut off your head, beard and all, dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground!"
"You would die before your stroke fell!" Legolas cried, an arrow pointed at the man's head.
The spears of the riders came in until Legolas and Gimli could not move. Aragorn stepped in front of Legolas' arrow, placing his hands up in a sign of peace.
"We come not to fight the men of Rohan!" He stated. "I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas of the woodland realm. We track a band of Uruk-hai westword across the plain. They have taken three of our friends captive."
The man looked intrigued. Removing his helm, he spoke softly. "I am Eomer, sister-son of Theoden King. The Uruks were slaughtered in the night. I am sorry."
"But did you see two hobbits?" Gimli spoke up.
"They would be small, only children to your eyes." Aragorn explained.
"And there was also a young woman." Legolas spoke.
Eomer considered them for several moments. "We left none alive, but this woman you speak of, did she have fair hair?"
Gimli nodded. "How is she? When I find that lass, I'm goi-"
Legolas cut him off. "Where is she? I did not see any woman amongst you as you approached us."
"She was badly wounded. Twenty of our most swift riders set out to Edoras with her."
"What happened to her?" Aragorn asked, a quiet fury entering his eyes.
"We are not sure." Eomer replied solemnly. "But she was badly beaten."
At Gimli's cry of rage and the murderous look in Legolas' eyes, he faltered.
Taking calming breaths, Aragorn asked about Merry and Pippin. "There were also two halflings taken prisoner. Did you not see any sign of them?"
Eomer looked amazed. "How can it be that legends spring from the ground and sprout at our feet? Halflings are but a children's tale!"
"They were clothed in similar dress, gifted us by the Lady Galadriel. Yet, you did not see us during broad daylight."
"It is possible we did not see them." Eomer conceded. "We despoiled the carcasses and burned them. But there was no sign of these halflings that you speak of. The Uruks killed 15 of my men and twelve of my horses. Would you wish to look for your friends, even though there is little hope of finding them again?"
Aragorn nodded quietly. "We have traveled hard to find them. I will not give up yet. Not while I have strength left."
Eomer nodded and whistled. "Hasufel! Arod! May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters."
Nodding in thanks, Legolas asked for the saddle to be removed, and he easily leapt atop Hasufel, who became willing and tame underneath his gentle hand. Gimli snorted.
"I would rather walk than ride a horse!"
"Then you would be left far behind." Aragorn replied.
"Come, friend Gimli!" Legolas cried. "You shall ride behind me."
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Well, how was it? A little short, but was it good otherwise? Please review!