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Nin-dethro hîn, Mellon-nin.
Chapter 13 – Send them to me!
"A Eruchîn, ú-dano i faelas a hyn …" *Oh Children of Eru, Show them no mercy…*
Aragorn shouted to the two rows of Elven Archer's apon the Deeping Wall of Helms Deep. The Uruk-hai army of Saruman the white, stood in their battle positions hitting their metal armour with their black fists and slammed their weapons apon the soggy, muddy ground below. "…An uben tanatha le faelas." *…For you shall receive none!*
A loud growl from, what it seemed to be the captain of the foul army before them, the Uruk lifted its scimitar into the air and silenced its troops below. Only the loud sounds of harsh breathing could be heard through the still air as well as the gentle taps of the rain from above and the cracking of the thunder within the black clouds.
Fear crept into all of Rohan's soldiers hearts and many looking on at the beasts, all of sudden fearing for their now precious lives. Unlike the army below, they had those that held little courage for most were farmers, ferries and stable boys. Many of the mortal eyes widened at the sight and gulped as large lumps formed in their throats.
The Army of Elves stood still. No fear claimed any of the immortal beings and many were grateful that they still had this courage. They had lived thousands and thousands of years and such a small threat was little for them. Their immortal hearts told them that this battle would be won with the Men being its victor and not the foul beasts below.
Gimli jumped up, one hand clutching the tall wall before him, as he tried to see over the wall. "What's happening out there?" Gimli asked the Elven Prince beside him through his rain soaked face.
"Should I describe it to you…?" Legolas questioned and then turned to the Dwarf with a small smile apon his face "…Or would you like me to find you a box?"
Gimli glared at his friend and then let out a low laugh which made Legolas' smile widened. All too soon, both looked back at the Uruk-hai army as a loud growl sounded once again, followed by the thundering sounds of spears being slammed against the wet, hard earth below. Gimli once again mentally smacked himself when he was once again facing the cold stone wall of Helms Deep.
Aragorn unsheathed his sword and narrowed his eyes at the huge army below. "Arrows, ready!" Aragorn shouted to the Men apon the great gate of Helms Deep and watching as they all grabbed an arrow from their quivers on their backs and loaded them on their poorly made bows. The ranger turned to the Elvish command "Philinn, tyelka!" *Arrows, ready!* from Legolas and smiled quickly before it disappeared as he focused on Saruman's army.
The Elves of Lothlórien, Imladris, Mirkwood and Morbaneiâ, gracefully loaded their bows, their fletching's showing the true colours of their realm on top of the wooden shafts.
The army below continued to slam their harsh weapons on the cold ground and Théoden King and his son looked on in anger. They knew the army was tempting them to have the first shot or kill. It was like an adult intimidating a young child. The King frowned and turned to the sharp Elven command that had came from the future King of Gondor and then understood why such a command was called.
An Uruk-hai warrior fell flat onto the muddy ground, an arrow protruding from its neck. Before it hit the ground, the beast cried pitifully and then silenced immediately at the contact of the earth beneath him. The other foul creature's watched their fellow solider fall and when the heard nothing else come from their fallen kin, loud growls of anger as well as crie, echoed throughout the air.
The Uruk captain raised its scimitar into the air and gave a loud scream, commanding its soldiers below to move in for the attack.
And they obeyed.
The thousands of foul beasts ran towards the stone wall of Helms Deep, scimitars raised as well as spears and jagged swords.
"So it begins." Théoden said quietly to himself. He felt a small but strong hand apon his shoulder and turned to face his dear son.
"We will win this father." Théodred said, much hope within his eyes. "The doves still stay. The sleep within the cracks of the tower." When he saw his father and King smile slightly and turn back to face the oncoming army, the crown Prince sighed and turned away, heading towards the lower wall before him.
"Tangado a chadad!" *Prepare to fire* Aragorn shouted at the Archers as he saw the army of Saruman draw ever closer to the walls. The Elves all started in anger at the foul beasts and once kin. Many by now knew the story of how Orcs were once their kin but tortured by the true dark Lord, Morgoth. All sent a silent prayer to the beast below as they readied themselves for the command from the future King of Men.
Legolas closed his eyes gently and reached across all the minds of every immortal and mortal inside of the impenetrable fortress. "Faeg i-varv…Dîn na lanc a nu ranc!" *Their armour is weak at the neck… and beneath the arm.* He spoke soothing words to calm the hearts of all but also they held great strength which made the fearful Men of Rohan, feel the tiniest bit hope within them. The Prince reopened his eyes instantly and released his arrow when he heard the command of his dear friend.
Those at the front line of the great Uruk army fell quickly at the deadly precision of the Elven archers above.
"Did ya' hit anything?!" Gimli shouted at his Elven friend and saw the Prince draw another arrow from his quiver and loaded it quickly, firing it faster than the blink of an eye.
"Five." Legolas smiled when Gimli's mouth fell.
"You hit that many already?" The Dwarf exclaimed as he jumped against the wall once more.
"Eight." The Elven Prince almost got distracted from his small friend at his side when the son of Glóin sent him another shocked look. "Do not distract me Master Dwarf."
Gimli shook of his shock and then growled "I wouldn't say I was distracting you, Master Elf." He spat "You seem to be doing well."
"Do not get upset that I am winning this…What do you Dwarves call it…?" Legolas released his arrow and quickly drew another. "…Competition."
"Everyone calls it that, stupid Elf." Gimli muttered under his breath and his eyes burned when he heard the soft Elven laughter escape his dear friend's mouth.
Théoden looked across at the Elven archers spread along the Deeping Wall and smiled at the amount of foes that had already fallen at the deadly position the immortal beings had. "Théodred!" He called down to his son, when he drew his eyes away from such a victorious sight.
Théodred looked up towards his father and nodded while smiling. He turned back and placed a gentle hand apon one of the small boys who had an arrow and bow ready, shaking immensely as he waited for the command for him and the others to fire. The Prince of Rohan knelt down beside this boy and gently placed a hand apon his elbow. This startled the boy but the small child relaxed immediately when he saw his Prince. Théodred helped the boy, placing his hands over the small dirty ones and then whispered "When you have shot three, I want you and your friend's to run to the caves below."
The boy's eyes widened and looked at his friend's beside him, all wearing the same expression as his.
When the Prince received no answer he smiled "You do not wish to be parted from your families, no?" His smile widened as the boys shook their heads "Well then, once you have shot three, that go's for you all, I want you to return safely to my cousin and your families." Théodred got up after he saw the boys nod and had stopped their fearful shaking and then he stood proudly among his men. "Fire!" He shouted and watched as his men obeyed, many arrows releasing from their bows and killing some of the foul beast below.
Aragorn raised his sword at the Elven archers on the ground behind him, seeing Haldir and Larien ready to fire, he shouted "Philinn!" *Arrows!* and slashed his sword down, watching as many arrows passed him and the others apon the Deeping Wall with much carefulness and extreme position.
"Send them to me! Come on!" Gimli cried when he still hadn't received any action. He was growing tired of the Elf shouting his kills to him.
"You are very patient, Master Dwarf!" Two identical soft voices sounded amusingly, through the rain and harsh roars, from behind Gimli and the Dwarf looked back to see both the twin sons of Elrond.
Before Gimli could answer the twin Elves back, an Elf beside him, thankful it wasn't the Elven Prince, fell backwards with a bolt protruding from his neck. Gimli's eyes widened as he realised an Immortal life had just been taken from the land of the living. "Elves aren't supposed to die." He thought and then glanced to the twin Lords and Legolas. "They are sacrificing themselves." The small being heard many cries of pain and saw many of the immortal beings fall to the ground below, toppling over the wall, while others fell back, either landing on the cold stone or the ground behind.
"Ladders!" Aragorn shouted as he spotted many of the foul creatures carrying the metal, rusty ladders towards the Deeping Wall.
"Good!" Gimli shouted as he snapped out of his cold thoughts. He heard the commands from Aragorn telling many of the Elves to draw their swords and when the first Ladder hit the wall, an Uruk ready to jump, Gimli was thankful that it was right in front of him. He swung his axe hard at the foul beast and the Uruk fell dead instantly, a large axe wound within its chest. "Come on! Bring me more!" Gimli cried.
Aragorn ducked from the blade of one of the far stronger looking Uruk and heard it growl when it kicked the ranger to the stony ground.
"We are Berserkers, puny human." The Uruk growled down at the ranger "You will die at my…" The beast never finished its sentence when it jerked forwards suddenly and the fell to the ground, landing next to the ranger.
Aragorn looked up and smiled as he saw the King's son standing with a smile.
"Need a hand?" Théodred smiled at the future King and then grabbed the hand as the ranger raised towards him. Once Aragorn was back on his feet both men turned their backs to each other and slashed, stabbed and kicked at their opponents that had now suddenly shown up in front of them. "You looked like you needed help." Théodred answered the ranger's silent question.
"Then I must thank you." Aragorn pulled his sword from a Berserkers stomach watching as it still breathed as it hit the floor. He raised his sword high and brought it down on the beast, straight through its small black heart. "I could use the help right now."
"Good!" The Prince of Rohan shouted "Because I wasn't planning on leaving." Théodred smiled as he heard the future King laugh.
Elladan and Elrohir both shared their kills. One taking the first stab while the other slashed the creature's throat. Both worked in perfect sync with each other, a deadly dance from the first born had begun to show. If not for the battle that now took place, many would look on in wonder.
"'Dan, it seems like our brother has made a new friend!" Elrohir shouted to his brother, who had engaged with another beast while he finished the other one off.
"Is that so?" Elladan watched as his brother ran towards him, slashing the Uruk he held with his sword, skewering the beast, killing it the second his long sword drew the black blood that flowed through its veins. "He does know how to make them quickly!" He ducked from a scimitar and stabbed this Uruk through its thigh, watching as it fell helplessly to the ground.
Elrohir nodded with a smile and it soon faded as he stabbed the creature through it black heart. "That is how he and Legolas became friends."
"Ah, the once scared Prancing, that would only talk to our family along with Glofindel and Erestor. Those were happier times." Elladan laughed along with his brother.
"I am not deaf, my dear friends." Legolas, who had now drew both his knives, bow slung around his shoulder, quickly killed the beast that came up behind him, hoping for a sneak attack which obviously did not work as the beast fell to the ground quickly. "Let us escape the past and try and make it to the future."
Both Twins agreed with their long life friend and continued their graceful killing.
"Legolas!" Gimli cried, making the Prince of Mirkwood turn quickly, thinking his dear friend was in need of his help. "Four already!" He held up four small fingers, a smile across his face.
Legolas sighed as he realised his dear friend was in no danger at all. The Prince smiled back at his short friend "I'm on twenty three!"
"I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me!" Gimli turned and raised his axe directly at an Uruk-hai Berserker who had climbed up the ladder, ready to drop at any second. But the Berserker never landed as Gimli swung his axe and hit the beast in the weakest point on any Man, may it be Uruk, Orc, Ellon, male Hobbit or male Dwarf. The Dwarf winced a little as he heard the beast cry as it fell to the ground below, toppling over the ladder, knocking those who were climbing, back down. "That's got to have hurt." Gimli thought. He never saw Elladan and Elrohir run towards him.
"That was deadly position for a Dwarf." Elladan laughed as he took hold of one of the Ladders sides, watching as his brother took the other.
"We thought you small folk could not do well in battle, being small and everything." Elrohir laughed along with his twin as Gimli growled and swung his axe at the Uruk that came running towards him. Both sons of Elrond pushed the ladder as hard as they could and watched it fall down and crush many of the beasts below.
Legolas sheathed his two knives and once again drew his bow. Quicker than any eye around, he fired at the Uruk-hai's that were climbing on the ladders in front of him. He watched as the twins ran over and pushed many of the metal objects down, killing those below instantly from the crushing weight of the ladder. He quickly turned and faced his Dwarven friend and shouted "Thirty one!" Legolas watched as Gimli suddenly picked up his pace and killed his foes quicker, most likely from the annoyance that he didn't have as many kills as the Elven Prince.
"Théodred!" Aragorn shouted, not wanting to use the Prince's title as it would draw most of the Uruk-hai's to him, as he saw roughly a hundred of the foul beast walk slowly up the causeway, towards the great gate of Helms Deep. They were heavily armoured, Shields above their heads and in front of them as they blocked the many arrows and rocks that those on top threw and fired.
The Prince of Rohan faced to where Aragorn was pointing and shouted "Causeway!" At some of the Elves he was near.
"Na fennas!" *Causeway!* Aragorn shouted also but in the grey tongue, knowing that some of the Elves only knew Elvish and not that of the common language. All of the Elves that still had their bows drawn, turned towards the causeway and fired many of their arrows at the side where the Uruk-hai's left completely open. The foul beasts fell.
The fight was with the Men and Elves.
For now.
"Is this it?" Théoden said to himself as he looked at the battle before him. He looked down at the Deeping Wall and saw many fall from the hands of the Elves but also saw the Immortal beings fall from those of the foul servants of the white Wizard. "Is this all you can conjure, Saruman?"
Little did the King know was that many of the Uruk-hai's below the Deeping Wall dragged three heavily spiked, round metals balls and dropped them as gently as they could in the sewer grate that let a little tiny stream of unwanted water flow out.
All were surprised when the foul beasts started to chant and Aragorn watched, eyes wide as an Uruk-hai Berserker ran towards the small hole below the great Deeping Wall, holding within its cruel hand a torch, it's sparks shining brightly throughout the night sky. The future King turned towards Legolas who had an arrow ready as he had already seen the creature running towards the small hole. "Togo hon dad, Legolas! Dago hon! *Bring him down, Legolas! Kill him!* Aragorn shouted continuously as he watched his friend fire but the arrow never made the killing blow. He was shocked just as much as Legolas was.
"Dago hon!" The ranger cried again and Legolas fired once more. The Elven Prince's eyes were filled with fear. Never before had his arrow not killed any creature instantly!
"Like my sweet little gift?" A dark voice filled Legolas' head and the Elven Prince shook it of quickly as he fired yet another arrow. Still this arrow did not kill the beast.
"No!" Aragorn shouted as turned and began to drag away many of the Elves that were beside him and within the blasting path of the bomb that was just about to go off.
The Uruk cried and launched himself into the small hole.
An explosion so loud, that even those from Isengard could hear, ripped through the air. The great Deeping Wall of Helms Deep was blasted into the darken skies above.
Cries filled the air as many flew of the wall from the force of the blast. Many were already dead from the blast as they soared through the sky and landed in the Uruk army below.
Aragorn fell with a thud onto the cold, stony ground below.
Théoden looked towards the scene in horror. His lieutenant beside him wore a similar expression. The King looked desperately for his son but found no trace. Fearing the worst, the King looked towards the oncoming march of the Uruks from the causeway get closer and closer to the great gate. When the army was close enough the King's eyes stayed wide as Uruks moved their shields away to reveal a battering ram. "Brace the gate!" Théoden King shouted to the men behind the gate.
The Men of Rohan ran towards the gate at their King's command, putting all their weight and strength into stopping the foul creatures from breaking into the fortress.
"Hold them! Stand firm!" The King cried as he saw the boy's apon the gate throw rocks at the beasts below.
Aragorn felt warm hands grab him from beneath his arms, hauling him up onto his feet. The ranger shook off the explosion, his ears still ringing and he grabbed his sword that had luckily landed beside him. He watched as the Uruk-hai's ran in through the gap the explosion had made, avoiding what it seemed to be a great hole in the ground. He looked towards the Elf that had pulled him up and thanked the March warden for doing such a thing. "Where is Larien?" Aragorn asked worriedly as he saw the orange-haired Elleth nowhere.
"I do not know." Haldir raised his sword and quickly motioned for the Elves to form a position quickly as the beasts stormed through the huge gap in Helms Deeps defences. "I lost sight of her when the blast went off."
Aragorn sent a silent prayer to those that had fallen and a hopeful one to make sure the young warrior was still alive. "Let us hope she lives, mellon." The ranger raised his sword also when he saw the Elf from Lothlórien nod.
"Let's say we try and make it through this battle alive." A voice from beside the Elf and ranger made both look towards the King's son, relief now apon their faces "Are you that pleased to see me?" Théodred joked as he winked at both Haldir and Aragorn.
"You need to meet my brothers, my friend." Aragorn smiled as he saw Théodred raise his sword, waiting for the command to attack.
"It would be an honour."
Aragorn laughed and then raised his sword higher and brought it down quickly while he shouted "Hado ribed!" *Shoot continuously!* As the Elves behind him had their bows drawn ready to shoot the foul beast that poured into the fortress grounds.
The loud shouts above woke the Elven Prince from his dream like state. As soon as he deep sea blue eyes opened, pained ran through his entire body and he gasped aloud as it never settled. He blinked back the blurriness in his vision and was greeted by nothing. He could feel water slowly drop onto his face as well as hearing the shouts from the future King above him. "Above?" Legolas thought and he opened eyes once more, never knowing they were closed, and looked straight above, wincing slightly as the pain grew.
The Elven Prince of Mirkwood saw the tiniest bit of light shining down through a large hole up the top but it never reached through the thick smoke that lingered at the bottom. Feeling that he could not move from the pain, he turned his head and looked around. A low moan was heard and Legolas instantly recognised it as his dear small friends.
"Gimli?" Legolas asked as he looked into the darkness. "Gimli?" He asked again more frantically as his small friend never replied. The loud explosion still rang within his ears and he thought himself blind from the deep blackness around him, except for the tiny light at the top.
"Legolas?" Legolas turned towards the fair female voice but still he saw nothing.
The blonde Prince recognised the voice and called the owners name "Larien?" A slight movement was heard, directly opposite him.
"Seas, tua amin, Sidhion ro is ferdt." *Please, help me, Sidhion is hurt.* Larien sniffed as she knelt next to what felt like a large rock, hearing someone's frantic breathing underneath it.
"I am sorry but...I cannot move, mellon." Legolas gasped as more pain flooded him.
Suddenly a bright light fell from above and Legolas watched as it landed directly in the middle of the huge whole himself, Larien, what seemed like Gimli and an Ellon called Sidhion were. The light immediately lightened the blacken space up and Legolas was thankful.
A gasp tore through Larien's throat as she looked towards the Elven Prince apon the ground.
"What?" Legolas asked as he closed his eyes tightly. He wondered why the pain was never ceasing.
Tears fell quickly from the Elleth's eyes "Legolas, please, don't move." Her voice shook as she found herself glued to the floor, the horror before her was too much and it took over her body instantly making her shake and letting her tears fall on their own free will.
"Why?" Legolas opened his eyes slowly, gasping from the pain once more as he tried to look at the Elleth. He frowned as his view was blocked by a long, thin spear shaped object. He looked down and his own eyes widened and panic began to rise when he saw the spear shape protruding from his mid-section. "What?" The Prince then moved the slightest and regretted it when the pain shot through him once more.
Larien winced at the scream that tore through the Wood Elf's throat. She looked down and with her eyes still wide, saw the Ellon, who's Legs were trapped underneath a huge block of stone. A low moan sounded once more and Larien looked towards the noise and saw the small figure of the Dwarf lying on his side, facing her. "Gimli?" Her voice still shook from all the injured around her.
Instead of the Dwarf replying, two voices echoed each other as they spoke her name "Larien?"
"Elladan, Elrohir?" She questioned and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw both the sons of Elrond limping into the light, Elrohir holding his brother up for support. "Please." She cried, more tears flowing "You must help. Legolas, he's…" She couldn't continue and glanced towards the Prince who lay as still as stone.
Both twins looked towards their lifelong friend gasped "By the Valar!" The both exclaimed as they looked towards the great injury their friend possessed.
"How?" Elrohir asked, his voice shaking as he let his brother go gently and rushed over towards the Prince.
"He must have fallen straight and when he came close enough to the ground, the stone pierced his skin." Elladan looked away and swallowed the lump in his throat. He couldn't look at a sight such as this. His brother was better trained in the arts of healing so such a thing shouldn't bother him.
"Legolas?" Elrohir called to the pale Prince. He could hear Legolas' breathing, rough and hard and it was painful for the prince to breathe as it was. When Legolas opened his eyes once more, great pain flooded him and he whimpered through the onslaught. "Lie still. Don't speak, mellon." Elrohir watched as the Prince nodded and his eyes slowly fell once more. "No, Legolas I need you to stay awake." The younger twin began to fear for his friend's life. The skin on his friend was so cold from the amount of blood Legolas must've lost.
"Can't." Legolas mumbled as he tried his best to keep his eyes open. It was becoming more difficult by the second. "Hurts."
"I know, mellon, but you must." When Elrohir saw the Prince try his best to keep his eyes open, he felt his twin come close to him, limping slightly and then kneeling beside him.
"Injuries?" Elladan asked, his eyes never left those of his brothers.
"Other from that…" The youngest son of Elrond, pointed to the most visible and deadliest wound on the Prince's being "…He has two broken ribs and a gash on the left side of his head." Elrohir sighed "He is very lucky, Gwador." *Brother.*
"Aye, he is." Elladan got up and moved towards Gimli, checking on the Dwarf as he had not yet awoke.
"Injuries?" The younger twin echoed his brother from before as he looked back at the elder of the two.
"His arm is broken and he has one broken rib. He is lucky also."
"And your injuries brother?" Elrohir asked, worried when he first saw his brother through the darkness.
"I have a sprained ankle, nothing more." Elladan replied, making his brother sigh once more.
"It seems we are all lucky…" The younger twin focused on the Prince once more and began to try and work out of way for helping the Prince get out of the mess he was now in.
"Larien." A weak voice called form beside the Elleth and she gasped as she saw the Ellon beside her, looking deeply into her green eyes. "Larien." He called again when he received no answer from the Lady of their wood.
"Sidhion, thank the Valar you are awake." She cried and placed her head apon his chest. She never noticed the gently hand being placed on her head, neither the gentle footfalls of Elladan limping towards her.
Elladan looked at the Elf with sympathy. The rock was huge and he could not tell if the Ellon would ever be able to walk again. "Mellon, are you well?" The elder twin asked, kneeling painfully by the Elf's side.
"I am as well as I can be, my Lord." Sidhion answered with a small smile.
Larien raised her head slowly from Sidhion's chest and both stared deeply into each other's eyes.
Sparkling green met soft hazel as Sidhion's hand found its way into that of Larien's. "Larien…" He began but gasped from the pain when he shifted the slightest.
"Shh, please. Don't speak." Larien whispered.
"No…I must…Say this now." Sidhion began "I…You…have always been there for me in my time of need. You are…The light of my life…I would die if you were to suddenly stop existing."
"What are you saying?" Larien furrowed her brows; butterflies began to make their way into the pit of her stomach. She knew what the Ellon was trying to say but she had hoped for years and years through her dreams that this day would happened but of course…They were just dreams.
"I am trying to say that…I love you."
Elladan smiled and glanced across to his brother who also wore a smile apon his face although his eyes still held fear and panic for Legolas' well-being.
"Will you marry me?" Sidhion gasped out as he shifted once more. He smiled slightly when Larien blushed and her eyes widened.
"You could have chosen a much more suitable time to ask me." Larien sniffed as a smile graced her lips and the tears from her green eyes began to fall once more.
"I will take that as a yes?" Sidhion asked and laughed the slightest but then whimpered as the movement rocked his legs underneath the rock.
"Yes. Yes, of course." Larien gripped Sidhion's hand more firmly and leaned down towards the face of her beloved. Her lips touched those of his and a soft glow covered them both. When Larien pulled away, the glow remained and her smile widened and then she wiped the tears from her face. "I love you." She closed her eyes in bliss. The binding for their love had been complete. It was now to last forever.
"I love you also, melamin." *my love.* Sidhion whispered and then his eyes closed. The glow still shined brightly which gave those around hope.
"I guess a 'congratulations' is in order?" Elladan winked and watched as Larien blushed once more.
Before the red-haired Elleth replied, a small light could be seen further down the hole they were in. "Elladan…" She pointed towards the light that grew closer and closer. "…Someone's coming."
Elladan whizzed his head around and stood quickly, almost falling down again as pain shot through his ankle. He watched as the light grew and then widened his eyes as he saw a blonde maiden coming into the light were they were, a torch within her own hand.
"My Lady?" He questioned.
Before the maiden could reply, her own eyes widened as she saw the Prince of Mirkwood lying on the cold floor, a piece of stalagmite protruding from his mid-section. "Legolas!" She cried his name and ran over to him kneeling on the other side of the Prince, receiving odd stares from the Elves within the hole.
Legolas looked slowly up at the blonde maiden and smiled slightly "Éowyn."
The maiden nodded at her name and faced the Elf kneeling beside the Prince. "Who are…?"
Before she could finish, Elrohir raised a hand and said "I am Elrohir, youngest son of Lord Elrond of Imladris and over there is my twin, Elladan, the eldest of us. The Elleth and Ellon are Lady Larien and Lord Sidhion of the forest of Morbaneiâ."
Éowyn swallowed and bowed in respect to the royal beings around her.
"How is it that a maiden of Rohan is within this hole?" Larien spoke from where she sat next to her beloved's side.
"These are the caves within the mountain Helms Deep is built into." Éowyn replied and he then laid her soft blue eyes back apon her dear badly injured friend. Loud growls and roars could be heard from above and all, that were still awake, looked up.
"Then the stone isn't stone at all. It's stalagmite." Elladan looked towards the thin piece of stalagmite sticking out of their friend. He glanced around and saw many other along with stalactites hanging from above. His attention was then turned towards the sounds high above "The war still goes on this very minute..." Elladan spoke and soon he began to hear the Elven words for retreat.
"…But we are losing, not winning." Elrohir finished, sadness creeping into his heart. Was all their effort in vain?
Suddenly, a large black figure fell and came plummeting to the ground below where the five Elves, unconsciousness Dwarf and maiden were. The loud growl and deep scream suddenly stopped as the foul creature hit the ground hard. Black blood now began to pool around the body and all those around gagged at the smell.
Elladan walked away from the creature and went back towards the Dwarf still out cold apon the floor. The eldest son of Elrond gently picked up the small being and walked towards the Prince laying him down beside his friend.
Éowyn gasped at the Dwarf's condition. Never before had she seen such a proud creature look this way.
Legolas gasped and then his hand flew to where the stalagmite was sticking out from, clutching the wound tightly to try and stop the blood from flowing and shortening his chance of survival.
Elrohir saw this and quickly ripped part of his cloak and held it against the still bleeding wound. "Legolas, I need you to go into healing sleep." When he saw the faint nod come from his friend and the small faint glow appear, he turned back to the maiden opposite him "We need supplies, many, if he is to get out of this." The youngest twin watched the blonde mortal stand and quickly stopped her as she turned to walk away "Get some of your men with you, women as well. Anyone who would be of great help."
Éowyn nodded and took off; taking the torch that she had previously dropped and ran back into the darkness in search of useful hands.
OH MY GOD! I feel so tired but great at the same time :D Sorry that the chapter is late…I have been decorating my bedroom and it has finally been finished! I am feeling so great right now :3
Something you might want to know?
1. Stalagmite- They are seem in caves...A lot of caves xD Stalagmite's are formed from the ground and Stalactites are formed from the roof of the caves. The are formed from different liquids. Something like that xD Not very clever at these sort of things ;)
That's it I think? :)
Reviews;
Jasperslittlesister; I couldn't let Thranduil die! That would be too harsh for Leggy ;) Don't worry Sauron went away for a little while but will come back again ;D I hope you liked this battle scene then? Took me 6 hours to write! :o Yeah, sure you can :D The more the better ;) I hope this was soon, mellon? :)
Why. So. Serious96; IT WAS BECAUSE YOU WERE IN IT! ;D I know you far too well, mellon ;D Awww thanks :') I hope you liked this chapter as well then ;) Actually I hope you loved it ;D Love you too! Xxx
BrightWatcher; Yeah, I am used to writing such things ;D Ops. :L I feels wired if I put ginger so I stayed with orange :L I am glad you liked the OC :) I really hope she turns out to be more interesting also :) Ah, thank you :D! Makes me happy ^^ Ahahaha! How on earth did you know :O ;D I will have to borrow Faramir soon ;) He might be in the next chapter ;) It's alright! :') I love your reviews :D Thank you as always :'D
NIghtRunner144; Finally logged into your account? ;) Ahaha! Awww thank you and you may indeed :D I could use the help ;)
Calemireth; I am too ;D I love him also! The greatest bad guy EVER! :') No! Don't help him! :O XD
LightsCDark; It was Sauron who said that :L I understand how that could confuse people :3 I missed him as well :L I am glad he had a big part in the last chapter :) Hope this chapter was soon enough? :D
Nardhwentheelf; That's alright :D Don't worry about it :) I can understand that! ;O I have loads of college work and I have other things that need to be doing as well :/ You can indeed join the hunt! :D Doesn't matter if your new or not, as long as you help that's completely fine ;D He will be soon, next or after the next chapter xD I hope you liked this chapter? :D xxx
ArwenElf16; YAY! I am glad :D I wanted to as well :( I mentally kicked myself for the pain his is going through :L Everything was fine till this accident came along ;D Ahaha yes you can and Awww thank you :3 I will try :'D
will zona; Thank you :D Awww there is always next time :) Thank you again :'D
Major kel; Thank you and I hope this was soon? Sorry if I kept you waiting :o!
I'm not going to write anything because I have wrote a lot already today and my hands are cramping like crazy… D:
But I will say this:
/Jasperslittlesister, NIghtRunner144 and Nardhwentheelf join "Let's hunt a ranger!"\\
Namarië!