A/N- This is my second installment of The Passing. My greatest apologies to those that were upset by the format mistake. I do not know how it appeared in such a condensed way but that was not how I typed it. I have tried to do everything right this time and it should a appear normally. My further apologies to those who were unprepared for a Mary Sue as some of you think it is. I can assure you the only thing that is Sue-ish about it is that Lenya is in love with Leggy. That is why it says "Legomance" in the summary. Now I will take the next few moments to thank the people who gave me nice reviews.

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And by the way, this story takes place when Aragorn was about 18. Does it make more sense now that he is afraid?

Now, on with chapter two

:The Passing of The Moon:

Chapter Two

Starless Night

"How did they catch up?" Leneya asked. They had been nearly an hour away not but 20 minutes ago!

"They know their is human flesh nearby." Legolas was leading MoonStar to a large area of shrubbery as he spoke so no misfired arrows would harm her. Aragorn and Legolas did the same. "When they want something..." he paused, "they will do anything to get it, even kill as you all know." He looked over at Aragorn who was more visibly worried than Leneya.

"Aragorn, you do not have to fight," he turned his gaze to Leneya, "neither do you."

"Nonsense!" the she-elf screamed. "I will not leave you to fight alone and die!"

"I will not die Leneya, but you need-"

"I'm fighting along side you."

"Please stop yelling, Leneya. It'll be all-"

"But I love you!" Leneya's face flushed realizing how foolish and selfish she must have sounded. "I refuse to let you fight while I watch on the side lines." she said these last words in a more quieter tone. Aragorn had watched this exchange of words from atop his horse. 'Will he propose to her now?' In answer to the rangers unasked question, Legolas spoke.

"It is because I love you that I will not let you fight. You could be killed. I do not want to bring a dead body back to Imladris." Legolas embraced Leneya, whispering something in her ear. "I couldn't stand to lose you."

"But... but what if you got hurt?" Leneya's eyes were becoming misty from holding back tears she did not want Legolas, or Aragorn for that matter, to see. Legolas let out a heavy sigh. He could not argue with her anymore, for every second they waisted, the orcs became closer giving the threesome less time to prepare. He would not let her fight and that was final.

"You will not fight Ithil. Do I make myself clear?" Leneya nodded her head reluctantly. But he was right. She was not that good of a fighter and probably would be killed if she tried to. Realizing she was defeated, she walked to the place where the horses were. She truly did not want to leave him to fight alone, but the choice was all ready made. Their was no sense in worrying him even more with her life.

"I will fight along side you mellon nin." Legolas turned towards the voice to see Aragorn hoping off his horse. Leneya was right about one thing; Legolas could not fight alone. The human was still frightened, but he had to help his friend.

"But Aragorn,-"

"Leneya is right! You will surely die if you try to take them on yourself. You ay be the best fighter in Middle Earth, but you still need help." Legolas did not have time to respond, for at that very moment, a black feathered arrow whizzed past his head. The fight was on.

It turned out to be a very good thing that Aragorn decided to fight. There were more than 50 orcs who had come out at them and it would have been impossible to fight them all if not for the help of the human. The two had been doing good work considering the odds leaned heavily in the orcs favor. But in not but eight minutes, the death toll had been raised to 15 orcs. What was only a short time of fighting seemed like endless years to Leneya. Watching helplessly as her mortal friend and the elf she loved fought relentlessly to kill every foul orc that came into view. Aragorn had acquired a long cut on his arm, while legolas had a deep gash he got from a dying orc. The bow was no use anymore for such close combat, so Legolas was fighting with his white knives, slashing them at every orc that came near.

Suddenly, unbeknownst to the fighting man, an abnormally large orc came from a patch of bushes parallel of him. Aragorn did not see when the creature notched his bow aiming at him, but Legolas did.

'No!' he thought as he called the mans name. Aragorn turned to see Legolas running towards him, then the arrow coming for him. Legolas ran with all speed to his friend. He could not let him die. He leapt in-front of the man.

THE END! MWAHAHAHA! Ha! Just kidding!

"LEGOLAS!" Leneya screamed out in horror as Legolas fell lifeless to the ground, an arrow protruding from his chest. Aragorn hardly knew what happened until he looked down to see the motionless body of Legolas, then he understood. Legolas had gone in-front of him to prevent the weapon from hitting him! But why- He didn't have time to finish his thought, for he found himself blocking a blow from a orc trying to hit Lene- Leneya? What was she doing here?

"Get out of here!" he screamed as he he beheaded another orc.

"No!" she screamed shakily, "I will have my revenge." She thought it her duty to kill that... that thing! She ran at the beast with a discarded orc sword raised for the attack. The stupid creature was to busy laughing he did not see her coming till it was to late.

Leneya knelt beside the body of Legolas. Aragorn had finished off the remaining orcs and was now also at the side of his companion. Leneya was all right and so was he, but Legolas was a different story. Aragorn had carefully pulled the deeply imbedded arrow out of the elf's chest, not getting a single sound out of him save for a soft moaning. This worried Aragorn. Though he hated to admit it, Legolas should have screamed in pain. The wound now bled freely, but some color other than red also exited the wound. Aragorn was confirmed of what he feared.

"Poison." he said solemnly. Their situation was bad enough, for the arrow had been so close to the heart, but now this! Luck was not on their side. "It has probably all ready entered the blood stream." Aragorn rushed to his horse and took a small bag out of his pack. He rushed back to the two elves.

"What is that?" Leneya asked through tears. Her hand was continuously stroking the face of Legolas. A small smile played on her lips as the object was drawn out of the bag. Athelas.

"I'm not sure it will help much, but it could slow the poison." As Aragorn placed the leaves on the opening, Legolas tried to get away but Leneya held him firmly. "We must get him to Imladris quickly," he continued. "We don't have much time." Leneya gently lifted Legolas enough for Aragorn to take him in his arms. Carefully, he placed the unconscious elf onto MoonStar, for the elvin horse was much faster than his which he had tied to the reigns of Leneyas' horse, Starbeam. Aragorn held the elf tightly, but not so tight that he would hurt him. It was a long ride to Imladris, and it seemed even longer since their time was running short. They could only stop once and it wasn't even to rest, but to change the bandages of Legolas. But finally, after what seemed like years of traveling, they reached the gates of Aragorns' home. A guard saw them and called out.

"Open the gate! Hurry!" The gate quickly opened allowing the three travelers into the elf haven.

"Go tell my father to come quickly," Aragorn commanded in a weary voice. The guards didn't move, but stood there staring at the prince. "Go!" Moments later Lord Elrond came running to the side of the horse, worry written all over his face.

"What has befallen him?" he asked as he lowered the limp body off of MoonStar.

"We were attacked by orcs," Aragorn explained, "he saved my life." By now tears were threatening to fall from his face, but he held them back. "There is something else ada," Elrond Elrond looked deeply into his sons eyes seeing a troubled glance. Something was terribly wrong. "The arrow was poisoned." This seemed to turn something on in Elrond, for after those words he nearly ran to the heeling chambers. He didn't have much time. It would be a starless night.

Well, theirs chapter two. Please tell me if you liked it by clicking that little button that says review. I will post chapter three once I get it typed.

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