Missing Elf and a Strange Spell
Yay...Chapter Four is up...would have been up yesterday but my Laptop froze...Stupid Laptop
And, Lady Wednesday you dont have to worry. I would never kill Legolas, Unless I have someone to bring him back.
Well, Enjoy
Chapter FourAragorn awoke an hour before Dawn. He got up and walked to his closet, opening it he looked inside. He could either go to Mirkwood looking like a King (AN-What he wore to the gates of Mordor) or a Ranger. Aragorn thought a moment then chose the latter. He took out his cloths and put them on. Then he moved to the full-length mirror and looked at his old self.
Aragorn wore the same clothing he did on the quest of the Ring, a Gray shirt with a long sleeveless jerkin over it, and a long coat over that, leather leggings and tall boots.
Aragorn noticed one thing missing though. He turned and walked over to a chest that sat at the end of his bed and opened it. Inside the chest, amongst other unimportant things, was a thin square box. Aragorn took the box out and opened that, inside this box was a neatly folded peace of Elvish cloth with a green and silver Leaf shaped Brooch resting in the middle. He put the box on his bed and took the brooch out laying it neatly beside the box, then he removed the Elvish cloth from the box and unfolded it to reveal one of the eight identical Elvin Cloaks he and his friends got in Lothlorien. Aragorn smiled and put the cloak around his shoulders, clasping the brooch in place.
Aragorn walked into the dining hall and found the rest of the Fellowship, also warring their Elvin cloaks, and Faramir and Eomer, all ready for the trip. Waiting with them were Eowyn and Arwen. Everyone turned when Aragorn entered.
"Great, everyone is here. Can we go now?" asked Pippin.
"Soon, We just need to…" Aragorn began but was cut off by Arwen.
"Your horses are ready. Six in total, Five for you to ride with the half-lings and Gimli, and One for the supplies."
"Have you all decided everything already?" Aragorn asked looking around.
Sam answered, "Yes we have, sir. We did it while you were getting ready in your room."
Aragorn smiled, "That's wonderful. Now who wants to leave right away?"
"I DO!" yelled four Hobbits and one Dwarf.
Gandalf chuckled "who else would like to leave right now?" he asked looking around and knowing the answer.
"Like Gimli said last night, the sooner we leave the sooner we get there," said Boromir.
Faramir smiled "Leaving now sounds good, I'm ready"
Eomer nodded "I'm ready too"
Aragorn smiled "Good, Lets go," he said and turned on his heel and walked out of the dining hall and down to the stables, the Fellowship, Faramir, Eomer and the Ladies all following behind.
Down in the stables Aragorn, Gandalf, Boromir, Faramir and Eomer all mounted their horses.
Gimli sat behind Aragorn, Pippin sat in front of Gandalf, Merry in front of Boromir, Sam in front of Faramir, and Frodo in front of Eomer. The packhorse was attached to Faramir's horse.
They walked out of the stables and stopped near were Arwen and Eowyn stood.
"Good Luck," said Eowyn
Arwen looked up at Aragorn "Bring him back soon"
Aragorn smiled "I will, Love"
"Yes, We are not leaving that forest without that blasted Elf," said Gimli.
With that said they all rode off at a fast gallop to the gate "OPEN THE GATE!" ordered Aragorn and as the gates opened the ten companions rode out of the White City and towards the Forest of Mirkwood.
(Later that night)
The group slowed down to a halt. They had made good time and only had a short stop at midday to water the horses and have something to eat. Everyone dismounted and started making camp. Sam and Frodo started on the fire so they Sam could cook something for everyone while Merry, Pippin and Gimli collected firewood. Aragorn, Gandalf and Boromir kept watch and Faramir and Eomer managed the horses.
They all had dinner and sat around the fire while they ate.
"Do you think he's alright?" Pippin suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
Merry looked at his younger cousin "What do you mean, Pip?"
"I'm talkin about, Legolas. Do you think he's alright?"
Frodo smiled at the young Hobbit "Legolas is a strong Elf, Pippin. I'm sure he's fine. You have to remember, Out of the entire Fellowship, Legolas is the only one who came out of that war without a mark"
"That may be true young Hobbit's but just because he came out of that war without a scratch does not mean he is invincible to all danger," said Gandalf.
"but he should be fine, Legolas is strong," said Aragorn.
"and stubborn," added Gimli "he's not one to give up to easily"
Pippin suddenly yawned and Boromir smiled "I think it's time for bed," he said.
Gandalf nodded "Yes, It's late, Who will have the first watch?" he asked.
"I will, I will not be able to sleep yet anyway," said Aragorn as he stood and walked a little ways from the camp. Everyone else got their bed rolls out and lay down all falling asleep one by one.
Aragorn crossed his arms and let his mind wander to unimportant things. He stood still keeping watch over his friends, trying not to think of his friend, until Boromir came and took over.
The next day everyone got up and packed, getting on their horses they galloped off. Their journey was peaceful and uneventful for the next three days.
On the fifth day it started out just the same as the last four. Then just after midday Aragorn, with Gimli, rode out ahead. As they looked out they saw a party of Orcs coming their way. Aragorn turned his horse around and rode back to the others as fast as his horse could go.
"Orcs!…Get your weapons ready!" he yelled as he got his sword out and Gimli got his Ax.
Everyone dismounted and got their weapons. Gandalf looked at Aragorn "How many?"
"About 20"
"We can take them" said Gimli. Aragorn smiled.
The companions hid behind some boulders, and tall grass. When the Orcs were less then five feet away they all jumped out and started fighting.
The Hobbits fought together fighting back to back, there was one Orc for two Hobbits. The others each had three Orcs.
The companions finished the Orcs off easily. Even though the Orcs had ten extra fighters. And thankfully no one got injured.
'That would have taken a shorter time if we had Legolas' thought Gimli.
They all cleaned their weapons and turned to the horses. They were all surprised to see that their packhorse had been killed by one of the Orcs. No one knew how it happened though. Aragorn and Boromir took the packs and other supplies off the dead horse and split everything up so each horse would carry a little something. They only kept the most important stuff and left the rest.
After everything was ready everyone mounted and set off at a fast gallop, trying to make up the time they lost.
End of Chapter Four
AN - I Hope you liked this Chapter...Chapter Five should be up soon