To all of my reviewers,valorbewithyou, BelegiumWaffleMaker, and grapeofdeath.Thank you, and I hope you enjoy the rest of it as well!
Questions and staff:
valorbewithyou : Actually, it is't. I know it can look like movie- verse because of the war infront of the gate, but it was in the books as well. Aragorn wanted to enoy Sauron, so he decided to get coccy. He told him to come out and face trail, and that is when "Sauron's mouth" came out, showed them what Sam left behind when he thaught Frodo was dead, and they were attacked.
BelgiumWaffleMaker55: I completly agree with you. As things are they would never dream of backing off. But, they never faced a god before. It was common in the past (and sometimes now as well), for worriors to chuse death over captivity, and that is what Gimly ment. They know, if Sauron won they would be forced to bow to him, slaves. Any soldier would rather die, even more so when this enemy is pure evil, the very represetative of all you hate and despise. A prode soldier (or any person, realy) would never worship something he is so uterlly against, and would prefere death over being forced to do so.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Legolas' jewlry... Anything else is Tolkein's.
A.N.: I know I might have gotten a littel caried away with the reactions, but I'm the author, so I get to do that... ;)
Still, feel free to tell me if it is too horrible to bare, though I don't know how much I can change it (I did try...).
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He kept moving until he came to a strait, clear line in front of the menacing dark figure, still keeping distance from him. Sauron laughed. Oh, how he would like to crash an elf, he mused. After all, it had been so long since the opportunity to do so presented itself to him. And so willingly.
Then, Legolas raised his head, revealing closed eyes. However, that was not what made every eye in the battlefield (silent since the moment he dared to declare his challenge) to turn to him. Nor did even the challenge itself. For from under his shirt, a stone attached to a chain on his neck raised up, seemingly doing so by itself. Ice- blue, nearly colorless gem, and wrapped around it – thing stripes of mithril, creating a beautiful flower pattern frame. Inside, a white light was twirling.
And when Legolas had finally and quite abruptly opened his eyes, even the dark- lord Sauron stopped his gleeful laughter short.
For all around the elf, flashed a bright, pure light, white as the stars, and enveloping his body. It seemed to be absorbed into the elf, finding its final release from his body and through his eyes in the form of two beams.
When the blinding glow disappeared, the necklace laid innocently on his chest, its light gone. His eyes were no longer eyes: but two gems, identical in clarity and color to the one he wore, face utterly, unnervingly emotionless.
"Interesting..." was the way Sauron put it. "Quite interesting... Perhaps this will pose some kind of a challenge after all... But I don't have the time or will for games." With this thought, fire unleashed from his left palm.
The men of the west, watched in awe as well as an undeniable amount of fright as it set its curse directly to the elven archer. That fright soon turned to near panic when it became more and more apparent he had no intention of moving.
Instead, Legolas slowly raised his hand in front of him, reaching to the fire with his fingers, allowing them to meet with flame. All eyes tried to leave their sockets as they met. Fire turning to orange- red butterflies upon contact. When the fire was gone, Legolas let his hand down.
Unlike the prince's trance- like (or was it trance- educed) serenity, Sauron was fuming with anger, darkness gathering all around him. But before he had the chance to unleash it, he was forced into the defensive.
Now, it truly was a battle between light – and shadow.