thanks to all the reviwers. keep reading the story - i hope you will enjoy it!
disclaimer: i still don't own anything... i tried to get Legolas, but he said he belongs to Tolkein and it feels good there... so, until i can convince him my room is so much better ;) , i'm afraid he doesn't belong to me.
.4.
Sauron tried hard to keep the shadows around him as shield against the bright light sent his way from his opponent's eyes. But even so, with the ring still on his finger, power was on his side. He was able to crumble the light in relative ease, and Legolas was soon forced to add more and more power to his assault, sending all his strength out as light radiated from his whole body at the dark figure, as well as his eyes.
They stayed this way for long, gaining and losing as if in a dance – one step forward, one step back. A dark night challenged by a single star, the fallen maia's stare held more fire than Orodruin. The elf though, was eerily calm and serene, despite of having both hands sent in front of him, trying to stave off the dark. The difficulty and the amount of strength required of him to just keep things as they were were apparent, yet he still held strong, refusing to give up. Slowly, he moved his right hand away from the left, living it fixed on Sauron. A roar of anger and hate rising from the dark lord as Legolas closed his right to a fist, silver light forming around his opponent's hand and ring. It was useless to fight so long as its lord had it.
Now, the stress was apparent on the elven prince's face, but so was the stubbornness possessed by all in the line of Oropher. With one grate surge of power and determination, he pulled his fist, removing the ring from its master's hand. His left still keeping the lord of Mordor occupied, he opened his right once more, pushing it forward in the direction of the land behind the gate.
The Nazgul screeched and flew their steeds with all speed to try and save the ring that bound them, but they were too slow. The ring flew above the black land but its wraiths did not – for then came the eagles and attacked, and near with exhaustion, Legolas succeeded in sending the ring above the open mouth of mount doom.
There, it dropped.