A/N Hey, chapter two is here. Ok, just so everyone knows, this is just a hobby and I have a lot of fun, I know I am not the best. Believe me, I know!
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PS. This is the beginning of a line of really short chapters, it's easier for me that way.
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Chapter Two: The Battle
It was difficult to tell where they had all come from, but in seconds they had swarmed all throughout the camp. Haldir had drawn his sword, and rushed alongside Rumil into the mob, killing as many as he could as swiftly as he could fearlessly. But they seemed to keep on coming out of an unseen hole in the darkness.
An arrow whizzed by Haldir's head, only narrowly missing. He quickly turned around to see where it had come from. An orc with a bow was perched on a flat boulder about 5 yards away sneering, and reaching for another arrow.
"Haldir, behind you!" Rumil's voice came out above all the clatter and sounds of battle. Haldir whirled around just in time to block the vain attack, surprising his enemy, and then driving it through forcefully.
But it seemed his own actions were in vain, for not a second after his enemy fell to the ground an arrow came flying into the back of his right shoulder, sending an excruciating pain surging through him.
Haldir's grip on his sword tightened as the pain seemed to affect his entire body. He heard the orc snicker from behind him, and the sound of another arrow being pulled back tightly.
Haldir ducked when he heard it get released and it flew over him, hitting an orc instead. It shrieked and fell dead; it was now his turn to laugh. Another orc came running towards him fiercely out of the crowd. Haldir managed to block once, but the second time his whole right arm lost connection with the rest of his body, and the foul blade eagerly slashed into his left side. A cry of extreme pain left him and he tried to back away, only to find that he had forgotten about the orc with the bow!
Blood was seeping through the stiff fabric of his tunic. In pure determination he was somehow able to send the fatal blow down upon the orc, then turn and slay the other. Cries of pain filled the air, from both races. Haldir looked around the camp, removing his blade from the orc's torso as he did so and listening to the creatures body fall down upon the rock.
Light-headedness was sweeping through him, and he was trying to fight it, but he couldn't go on much longer-and the pain. He heard his sword clatter to the ground amidst all the sounds that were going through his head-he didn't even realize had had let go of it. And then everything went black.
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A/N Thanksgiving, family, school, and other things have been happening so I just didn't have the time to write much, hope you still liked it and please review. I think I have SIX reviews, and that just encourages me so much.