My first LOTR fanfic that I think is gunna turn out. So I am going to try this fic,
Disclaimer, don't own, if I did I would be rich and I wouldn't be writing this fic, ya know fanfiction. Yea...all of this is Tolkien's work... :( yata yata yata.
Thump, an arrow hit the target dead center. Thump, another arrow came from the bow of an elf, his blonde hair stirred slightly by the breeze, his eyes focused on the target. This elf was clad in green and brown, as almost of the elves in Mirkwood were, his ears pointed of course and his slight figure tense. His concentration was broken however when a shout came from the field beyond.
"Prince Legolas! There is a man here to see you, in by the gates!" A servant came running in his direction, his dark hair flying. Legolas lowered his bow and turned to face the young elf, his face set in a grin,
"This man, does he have dark hair, tall and dressed as a ranger?" he asked the elf.
"Yes, he says he is your friend." the elf replied startled at how well he had described the human. "Your father sent me to find you."
"Thank you; I will go, come on!" The blonde elf took off down the archery fields, the young elf stood there for a few seconds shocked at the eagerness of his prince as he took off to find the human before he to speed up in the direction of the gates.
Aragorn was leading his horse through the great oak gates when a blonde elf burst through a passageway, his hands still clung to his bow, his face set in a grin.
"Mae govanne, mellon nin. Did you not expect me?" the ranger said to his friend as a servant took the reins of his horse and led it in a different direction.
"Nay Aragorn, next time tell me before I dunk your head in the river!" The elf burst out laughing as he rushed over to embrace his friend, "Come, let's get something to eat, you look famished!"
"Aye, the eves of Mirkwood have not been kind to me my friend," Aragorn told his friend as they went walking to the kitchens. Indeed, he does look drawn, Legolas thought, he is tired. And they continued on their way.
"So what brought you to Mirkwood Aragorn?" Legolas asked as he watched the human shovel food in his mouth, he waited patiently for his friend to swallow (with difficulty) before he answered.
"I was on my way to Rivendell and I thought I'd stop by, we haven't seen each other for awhile. After this I am going home, I haven't been there for awhile." Aragorn said, and he stopped eating and started into space.
"Next time you should let my father tell me if you are coming, then we may meet you and make your journey less perilous." he smiled at his friend, who, startled that Legolas was still there, chocked had grabbed a goblet full of wine. "Why don't we go for a ride tomorrow...I have something to show you. You look like you need some sleep if not a nights." Aragorn grinned.
"Aye mellon nin. Maybe I could do with sleep. Then you may show me you place, or whatever you are going to show me." the two stood up and left the room. Legolas showed his friend his room, made sure he was comfortable and went to his own. Soon after, the man and elf were asleep soundly.
A gentle knock at the door awoke Aragorn from his 'half doze', and he sprang form the bed as a blonde head peeked around the corner of an open door.
"Legolas, I am awake, now." Aragorn informed his companion. This however must have caused his friend distress because he looked worried and apologized.
"That is fine mellon nin, I don't think I could've slept any longer anyway." Aragorn gave Legolas a small smiled before it was broken by a huge yawn that had came along.
"Shall we get something to eat before we go?" Legolas asked him hearing Aragorn's growling stomach.
Aragorn smiled sheepishly, "Of course."
The two left the room and Aragorn had a well laid out breakfast, when they set out down one of the many trails of Mirkwood. The air was crisp, the trees were whispering their greetings to the elf and the treetops were waving.
"So how fares the Mirkwood palace mellon nin?" Aragorn asked his for once silent friend trying to start a conversation. Legolas's face was suddenly grim,
"Not that well Aragorn, it gets worse over the years." there was silence for a bit when, "We are almost there." then Legolas smiled at the thought but quick as a flash he turned his head sharply to the side. "Yrch!" he told Aragorn quietly and he drew out his bow and notched an arrow. Aragorn nodded and put his hand on his hilt, ready to draw it at the slightest movement. A black arrow whizzed by to hit the tree beside Aragorn. So they both dismounted and drew their weapons waiting for there enemies.
They did not have to wait long.
A few black skinned orcs came thrashing at the brush leering at them, soon they dropped with arrows in their throats. More soon followed afterward. A wolf howled and the trees moaned. Aragorn charged at the slashing and blocking, kicking and punching. The orcs however, were not very stupid and they surrounded the elf and man in a tight circle after many of them had been killed. Legolas saw an orc creeping up behind Aragorn and he cried out, but the orc was to quick Aragorn was slashed at his shoulder and he had been brought down to knees by the other opponents' blow to the stomach. Legolas slashed and cut his enemies down faster then ever to get to his friend and he shot an arrow in its chest which slowed the cursed creatures arm as he brought it down. Blood splattered onto the ground.
Tell me what ya thought, first LOTR fanfic...please review.
ha ha! I got a cliffy! Please review!
Will Aragorn be alright? Read the next chapter if you wish to find out!