"Ich lan lordoril." said Zefron, a strange black mist started to come out of the end of his staff and killed all of the birds around him and Legolas. When the birds finally fled Zefron ran over to where Legolas was slipping fast down the cliff, cutting himself on the rocks.
"Could you be a little bit faster please?" asked Legolas reaching up to grasp Zefron's outstreatched hand.
"Oh be quiet and reach farther up and grab my hand, I will pull you up." said Zefron, Legolas finally grabed Zefron's hand but he wasn't counting on Legolas grabing it so fast and so he too fell, only having time to grab a sharp rock so they didn't plunge to both of their deaths.
"Zefron! Legolas! Where are you?" Gandalf cried, the others were so far away that only elven ears could have heard it. Zefron knew that the rest of the Fellowship were to far away to hear them so he resorted to magic, he started to consontrate on an arrow in his quiver his eyes glowing slightly violet in consontration. After riciting the spell an arrow finally shot up from his quiver and exploded above him and Legolas sending the others running over to them. Reciting that spell took a lot of Zefron's magic away for a short awhile and left him weak as well.
"Legolas, my strength has left me... grab onto a rock and hang on." said Zefron a bit of a drained voice. Legolas did his best to try and find a sturdy rock to grab onto but failed to before Zefron let go on account of that he had no more strength left in him. Aragorn rushed over to where Zefron and Legolas were and looked just in time to see them both plunge a few thousand feet down.
"Zefron! Legolas!" yelled Aragorn as he watched helplessly as the two fell. Templa senced that her master and Legolas were in trouble and jumped off the cliffe after them. Legolas being an elf used his grace to jump onto Templa's back in-flight , then flew over and caught Zefron in midair. Back on solid ground everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Even after one thousand years the boy doesn't seem to have much magic in him but then again he is only a black." muttered Gandalf as Legolas handed Zefron to Aragorn who put him on a rock Legolas jumped down and followed him.
"Let me see your hand Zefron." said Aragorn reaching out for Zefron's left hand, it was bleeding quite badly. But Zefron drew it away from Aragorn.
No, I am fine. Let us get moving, we must take the pass over the mountain." Zefron said weakly getting up with the help of Legolas being careful not to show how much pain his hand accually caused him for it was quite deep.
"Here you might want this to bandage your cut, it looks quite bad." said Merry handing Zefron a large chunk of his cloak to Zefron to use as a makeshift bandage. Zefron smiled and took it.
Merry started to walk towards the others who were starting off without him. Zefron quickly ran over to a near by stream and carefully dipped his hand in.
"You are hurt, let Aragorn or Gandalf look at it." said Legolas walking over and seeing how hard Zefron was trying to keep from wincing and showing that his hand gave him great pain.
"No, I shall manage. I do not need the help of another." replied Zefron doing his best to tie a knot in the cloth that he had put over his wound.
"Let me hep you." said Legolas and before Zefron could object, Legolas tied a knot in the bandage securing it into place.
"Thank you for your un-needed assistance." muttered Zefron getting up and picking up his bow, hanging it over his right sholder as not to have to hold it while riding.
"Come, we do not want to be left behind." said Legolas. Zefron nodded and jumped onto the waiting Templa's back and galloped towards the rest of the Fellowship that had gone ahead without them, leaving Legolas behind running to catch up.
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So......... what ya tink??? please review and tell!! By de way... the words that Zefron said are made up, they do not mean anything... at least I hope they don't... :P