Legolas stood there, a little stunned. Why had his friend acted that way, he wondered as he went to get his supplies. He knew Aragorn well enough to know he had neglected to bring any with him.
So, Legolas set off in search of his friend. It didn't take long for Legolas to sense danger, though, and he thought about turning back. But then, he decided to keep going, wanting to get both himself and his friend out of the forest.
Since he could hear Aragorn from a mile away anyway, he unsheathed a knife, just in case any new danger was too close to run from. But as he reached Aragorn, the sense nagging at the back of his mind grew, and he knew that if Aragorn wasn't careful, he would be in deep trouble.
Finally, Legolas caught up with Aragorn. He didn't have time to make himself known before the danger he knew was approaching burst out of the forest. Orcs. To Legolas, that word was like poison to him, and not even saying it he spit on the ground, disgusted.
Aragorn just seemed to recognize the danger as it closed in on him, and he grabbed his knife from his belt. Soon, Aragorn was plunged into battle, where he would be the victor, he knew, for this was a really small party of Orcs, traveling with only five. Legolas thought this was weird that such a small party was attacking Aragorn on bad odds.
It didn't matter anyway, because soon, only two were left. When Aragorn was battling the first one, Legolas watched the second one. He gasped in horror when he realized it had a bow and arrows, but too late. The Orc drew his bow and pointed his arrow at Aragorn. Legolas knew he couldn't kill it in time, or distract it, because it was already beginning to fire the arrow. He had to act quickly.
Aragorn didn't have much time to react when he killed the first one and turned to the second. He was surprised to see that it had a set of bow and arrows, and that an arrow was already shooting towards him. Aragorn made his peace with death, but when the arrow met it's mark, it didn't end up in Aragorn.
Legolas fell back with a grunt of pain. He knew that the arrow had hit him in the chest, and could only pray it didn't puncture his lung. On the bright side, he thought, I did manage to kill it by throwing my knife at it before the arrow hit me.
Aragorn instinctively caught Legolas, and he noticed that Legolas must still be consciouss because his body was tense from pain.
"Legolas, hold on, I've got you now."
With that, the tension in his friends' body immediately fled, unconsciousness finally taking him when he knew that Aragorn was better off than him. Aragorn looked at the location of the black arrow, and almost got sick looking at it. It was buried deep in his chest. Aragorn knew better than to remove the arrow, not wanting his friend to lose any more blood than what was already covering him.
He picked up his best friend and started walking back to Rivendell. Aragorn felt a pang of guilt deep inside his stomach, and he thought about how he might never get to apologize to his friend for the argument they had had that seemed so long ago.
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Wood Elf luver: I WAS going to leave a cliff hanger, but I got so into the story I continued on without noticing. So, today is your lucky day! You aren't left with a cliff hanger! Thanks for reading and I'll update as soon as I possibly can. Man, I'm really getting into this one! TTYL! : )