The boat docked, and I took a peak and saw hundreds of Orcs.
"Ok ready," Aragorn said. I grabbed my swords and stuck them in my belt. "Go."
We all jumped down and stared the Orcs in the face. They smiled back thinking this was going to be easy.
"There's plenty for the three of us, may the best Dwarf win!" Gimli said. Legolas and I smiled at each other, and then the dwarf. We started running charging the orcs. Then the Dead streamed out from behind us and past us towards the orcs.
We started attacking, and soon I was away form Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli. An Orc came at me and I plunged my sword into their chest and them pulled it out.
"20…21," I said as I killed another orc. Legolas ran past me with his bow and arrows shooting anything he could.
"15, 16..." he said counting off.
"17..." Gimli counted.
"26….looks like you boys are falling behind," I laughed. They looked at each other and they began fighting again. Aragorn took down many orcs, and them looked up and into the distance. I followed his gaze, and saw an Oliphaunt.
"Legolas," he yelled, and pointed to it. Legolas rushed to meet it and swung up onto its tuck. He moved to its leg, shooting anything he could. Using the many arrows stuck into the Oliphaunt he used them to climb up. He came up to the top, and was met with several Southron warriors. But he killed them easily, counting off. He cut the ropes and the platform they where on, and it came flying down, right near me. He ran up to the beast head and stuck three arrows into its skull. The Oliphaunt came flying down and Legolas landed right next to Gimli and I.
"That still only counts as one!" Gimli yelled.
"Show off," I mumbled and then ran over to Aragorn. I looked around and most of the enemies where dead. The Dead killed a Mûmak and overran the city, killing any orc in sight.
The army of The Dead came towards Aragorn and stood in front of him.
"Release us." The King of the Dead said.
"Bad idea. Very handy in a tight spot, these lads, despite the fact they're dead." Gimli said.
"Gimli, be quiet…" I said, making him shut up.
"You gave us your word." He yelled.
"I hold your oath fulfilled. Go, be at peace." Aragorn said. Then the Dead, disappeared.
"We couldn't of done it without them. They saved Middle Earth," I said to no one really.
We went across the river and to Minas Tirith. So many dead bodies, so many of Aragorn's people dead. To many faces I remembered.
"Are you ok," I heard someone say. Legolas stood next to me with a hand on my shoulder.
"Yes…this is my home," I whispered. I turned around and two familiar faces caught my eye. "It cannot be…"
I started walking towards the figures, pushing men out of the way. A few looked at me, wondering why a women was on the battle field. If only they knew. Then I saw the two people I had been looking for.
"Jonea….Rolland," I said, and the two boys turned around. They where cut and scraped. There faces showed victory, and hope for Gondor.
"Alisa….it is you," Jonea said, picking me up and hugging me. "What….what are you doing here?"
"This is my home Jonea," I simply said.
"Last I heard from Lord Elrond, you went with you brother on an adventure," he explained. "Your alive, Lord Elrond said you might not make it."
"Well I am not dead right now…" I said, and then I felt Legolas come up behind me. The two boys looked at him, wondering what an Elf was doing at Gondor.
"Legolas this is Jonea and Rolland," I said point to them. Legolas shook Jonea's hand, but not Rolland; he looked at him hatred in his eyes.
"We must go Alisa, your brother is waiting in the hall…"
"No, go without me…" I said, I looked up at Legolas and saw pain in his eyes.
"If you wish…" he said and he was gone.
"The elf seems fond of you," Jonea pointed out, as we sat on a step of Gondor. We made our ways into the gates and found and step to sit on. Rolland sat behind Jonea, just staring off into nothing. He looked like a warrior, he had grown up since the last time I seen him. Everyone had grown up.
"Yes we have become close. He asked me to marry him…" I said. Jonea and Rolland both looked shocked but pleased that I had a new life.
"What did you say to him," Rolland asked. His voice was plain and showed no emotion at all.
"I said nothing, Aragorn had interrupted us when I was about to answer. But I will tell him my answer, soon." I explained.
"You changed Alisa, that seventeen year old girl I once knew has changed." Jonea said.
"We all changed, this journey has taught me so much. But it still is not over…."
"Alisa," I heard another voice say. Once again Legolas was standing in front of me, along with Gimli. "We are going to Mordor…Aragorn also wants Rolland and Jonea to be up front with us."
We marched forward on horse back, along with Aragorn in front, dressed in his kings' armor. He was fit for a king. Around Aragorn was, Gandalf, Eomer, Merry, Pippin, and Gimli on the back of the horse with Legolas. I was also with them, along with Jonea and Rolland. We came to the gate, and fear rushed over me. Aragorn, Gandalf, Legolas, Éomer and I spurred our horses forward toward the Gate.
"Let the Lord of the Black Land come forth. Let justice be done upon him." Aragorn yelled.
There was a pause, and them the Black Gate began to open. The eye came pointing our way, and orcs came marching towards us. Hundred of orcs.
"Fall back! Fall back!" Aragorn yelled and we did, we rushed back on our horses to where the rest of the army was. Hundred of orcs, more then I could image came towards us. If this was it, I was going out in glory.
"Hold your ground! Hold your ground." The king yelled. My breathing quicken, and fear like everyone else, took over me. Legolas stayed calm next to me, showing courage.
"Sons of Gondor! Of Rohan! My brothers. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the Age of Men comes crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!" Aragorn yelled, looking at each of us. When he looked at me, tears started to flow down my face. Aragorn didn't have to ask why, he knew. We had been through so much. Everyone drew their swords. They where ready.
"Never thought I'd die fighting side by side with an elf." Gimli said.
"What about side by side with a friend?" Legolas smiled.
"Aye, I could do that." Gimli said. They smiled at each other and I knew this was my moment.
"Never thought I'd be side by side with my future husband," I said looking at Legolas. I heard Gimli gasp, and I just looked like him.
"Really?" he asked.
"Yes…'
"For Frodo," I heard Aragorn yell.
"For Frodo," I whispered. "For us… for our future."
NOTE: About two more chapters to go