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A blood chilling scream of an Elvish maiden came from down below followed by the commotion of running and a battle began. All three looked quickly to each other before running their way to the balcony.

Below was a slaughter of Defenseless and unprepared Elves. Orcs battled their way about striking down any Elf they could reach with their weapons.

Aragorns sword was drawn, he pushed away from the other, gone from view before they could turn to see him leave. Raising his bow to readiness and turning to Undine Legolas pushed the younger Elf out of the view of the large window. "Stay here," he commanded but the younger elf began to protest.

"Legolas-" But he was interrupted before he could finish.

"You're still young. I'm telling you stay. Now stay!" With that he followed his human friend down the steps into battle.

Aragorn could hear Legolas approach long before he could see the elegant blonde. All he need do is listen for the soft ping of his bowstring or the last squeal of the orcs. But for each one that was slain another 10 took it's place. And soon, side by side they found themselves between a solid rock wall and a wall of orcs. Though orcs are usually of no challenge to the duo, backs to the wall so they could not do so much as dodge a blow, they had slim to no chance of winning.

"ORCS!!"

Legolas looked about the side, looking around the side of an Orc. Undine, ragged in appearance as he had reclaimed his torn and tattered tunic stood some distance near the opening to a path leading to the woods. "What are you doing! Get out of here!"

"I'm the one you want! I have what you seek!" Held high above his head in slim, dirtied fingers was the headdress he had so franticly searched for when alone in the room with Legolas and Aragorn. The light caught the blue gem imbedded in the dangling star at the center caught the sun, seeming to emit a light from the jewel itself that stuck into the eyes of the orcs surrounding them.

Turning from Aragorn and Legolas the orcs sneered and watch Undine with carefully consideration and with thought. Undine looked up to Legolas. There eyes met and locked. Legolas could feel, feel Undines fear, pain.. and the sense of hopelessness that he held deep in his heart. His eyes were filled with sorrow and yet knowing and acceptance, like there was something he knew he had to do. with his eyes and a silent whisper through his lips he bid Legolas farewell, with an aching heart before he turn, and headed out to the forests, never looking back.

The orcs were quick to fallow, shrieking and shouting as they ran after the young Elf. Their weapons were ready and their seed quick. Caught off guard by the pure emotions of despair given from Undine, Legolas could only pick off the last few as they ran away after being shaken from his daze bye Aragorn. Once his voice could form words from his throat he called out to his long lost friend, fleeing out of Rivendell after the orcs already in pursuit of the Elf prince.

Undines feet stung as they hit the ground with such force and lacking the usual grace so talked about of the elves. His feet moved anything but silently through the woods, weaving through tree after tree in desperate attempt to escape. He had hung the pendent the orcs were apparently after, from his head again, star jingling and bouncing from side to side as he ran, panting. Closing his eyes he listened and focused on the environment about him. Never opening his eyes since he set out, head down in attempts to cause less speed resistance in running and in trying to stop the tears forming at the corner of his eyes he "felt" his way through the woods, depending on the sounds and voices of nature about him for guidance.

Finally, after some distance he opened his eyes. There, in front of him was a stream, running water of considerable depth. Behind him were the orcs, screaming and shouting but he was so elated to see the water that he did not care or take warning of the poisoned tips arrow heads being shot at him. He failed to heed this until, with a shooting pain through his leg the arrow struck him, causing him to miss a step, falling down to a small ditch just feet from the rivers edge. With a pained cry he reached down, unable to decided which was worse, the wound of where the arrow has scraped deep into his leg or his sprained, perhaps broken ankle he had received during the fall. The orcs were quickly approaching, clawing his thin fingers into the ground he crawled to his feet.

A cry escaped his throat uncontrolled by his will each time his injured foot pressed into the soil and each time his heartbeat pumped fresh blood to trickle out and down his leg. His speed slowed from injury, the orcs caught up to him in a very short time. he had, though, reached the river, wading his way to the center of it's width. The orcs, confident in their catch, waited on the river side as he turned, sneering victoriously. Undine, panting, bleeding and pained sized up his group of enemies. 'It's too large...'

"Undine!"

"Legolas..!" Undine blurted in disbelief and pleading, pleading for him to retreat and forget about him.

Legolas came through the wood, behind the orcs at river side. The Orcs quickly turned on him, arrows already flying and ready to slaughter the Mirkwood prince. Legolas brace himself, preparing his battle against the large band of Orcs. This would be difficult, if not impossible to come out of alive.

"NOO!!!" A bright light sprung forth from the jewel placed upon Undines brow, swallowing him in a white, holy light as his body rose from the river bottom, above the waters surface, back arched and hands spread out to his sides. His mouth hung open in s silent scream it would seem, he seemed as if someone was trying to pull out his very entrails while he still lived.

The water at his bare feet rose and swirled about his body in strange ribbon like form. From the rivers shallow waters rose a tidal wave, towering high above the waters surface and stretching out over the land. When the water came crashing back to the earth it washed over all orcs present, seeming to wrap them in it's liquid. Once washed back out to the river Legolas stood, shocked and dumbfounded, the only one not hit by the waters.. and the only one left within Undines sight not encased in a block of solid ice.

Within seconds the ice blocks seemed to explode and burst in front of him. There was no remains of the orcs though, all parts turned to a sparkling blue lights and just that drifted from the sky it had blown into back to the ground, sprinkling over Undine and the waters surface. 'Undine!' His mind reminded him. He looked up above the water to see the young Elf still hovering, and cast in a fading light. he seemed in much pain as he whisper to Legolas. "I'm sorry..." His body, complete void of the holy, white light fell into the cold waters of the river in a faint, eyes closed and body heavy as he began to sink.

"UNDINE!!"

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