A/N- Hi everyone!

Okay, so here's that chapter I promised you like a week ago! Just to let you know, the elfish used here, is not actually Tolkien's elfish, just a mixture of Latin and my imagination. Sorry I couldn't find any of Tolkien's elfish to use, but here's the chapter anyway!

Enjoy!

Sphinxy

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Chapter 6

Aéneth collapsed to the floor with a soft thud. Blood was already pooling around her chest and her emerald dress was becoming a dark scarlet. The arrow was embedded deep into her chest and protruded out at an odd angle, the flesh around it turning a dull black, as if it were slowly rotting away.

Legolas cried out and fell to the ground next to her. He pulled the arrow from her chest and Aéneth winced as he did so. Blood coated the arrow shaft, but Legolas saw the arrow head was missing. His eyes widened with shock and he quickly looked back to Aéneth's wound. Sure enough, the arrow head was embedded deep into the wound. Just the sight of it made Legolas wince. He looked up at her face and saw her eyes were becoming glassy, her breathing already ragged. She was losing blood.

Fast.

"Aéneth, I need to get the arrow head out, okay?" She simply nodded, her face contorted with pain. She opened her mouth in a silent scream of pain and Legolas took this as an invitation to remove one of his silver daggers from their sheath. He placed a hand on her chest, both to comfort her and hold her still as he began to dig the arrow head from her chest.

Once he'd got it removed, he threw it to the ground next to her and leant over her trembling form. Silvery tears ran down his cheeks and seeing this, Aéneth cupped his face with her quaking hands.

"Hey," She said, "Hey, it's fine. It's all going to be fine,"

Legolas leant into her touch and sobbed freely.

"Why is it always us?" Aéneth asked, causing Legolas to chuckle a little through his tears.

"I… don't … know my Lady," Legolas stuttered through his sorrow.

"How many times do I have to tell you, it's… just… Aéneth."

Those were her last words. Her body fell limp and her hand fell from Legolas's face. He let the tears fall freely then, not afraid who was looking. Not worried about the orcs or the forest, nor his people. She was the only one he'd ever loved, ever wanted, and the orcs had taken her from him. But he couldn't feel the anger that any normal person would. He only felt sorrow, an empty void filling his soul. He turned his face up to the sky and vowed never to fall in love again. But Lucrio growled just as he finished his vow and went over to Aéneth's body.

"She's gone Lucrio, she's really gone."

Lucrio just gave him a confused look and stood up at full height on all four paws. He lifted his head and roared into the sky. A bright light suddenly surrounded both Aéneth and Legolas. Then Lucrio appeared in front of Legolas as he stepped into the blinding light. He gazed at him with piercing blue eyes.

"Do not be afraid," He said, "My name is Nix Pardus, Aéneth's guardian. I was sent to watch over her, to protect her. She's no ordinary she-elf you know. She too is a protector, a protector of higher status than me. But since her job is not over, and it is my duty to protect and save her, I shall give her my life. But you must protect her with your own life, like I did with mine. Take heed, for there is great danger ahead."

And with that, Lucrio stood over Aéneth. He purred quietly as a silvery dust started to pour from his chest, and into Aéneth's wound. The wound started to heal, the skin around, the black rotted skin, glowed a bright white, before piecing back together. Lucrio gave one final roar, before the dust stopped flowing and he fell limp to the ground. The white light around them started to fade, until they were once again left in the dark night. Legolas looked to Aéneth who was still lying limp and lifeless on the forest floor. He sighed as more tears fell down his face and dripped onto the leafy ground. It had been a useless effort, he just knew it. Now Aéneth was gone and the only thing left of her was gone too. Now he was alone, fighting for the life of the forest and the lives of his people. But only one life had mattered to him, and now that life was no longer a life, just a corpse.

A cold dead corpse.

A corpse that was now sitting up and looking right at him with a small, slightly confused smile.

Wait, what?

Legolas had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He closed them and opened them, but Aéneth was still sat there gazing intently at him. His eyes widened in shock and he just sat and stared. Aéneth giggled a little and pulled him into her in a hug. He quickly responded, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. He couldn't even cry. He was just too shocked to do anything but sit there with her in his arms. He finally realized what had happened and he gave Aéneth a gentle squeeze before he pulled away a little. She smiled at him before he pulled her back into a tight hug.

"I told you it would all be fine, didn't I?" Aéneth snickered jokingly.

"Yes, yes you did," Legolas murmured into her, before he pulled back again and looked into her eyes, "And you were right, you're always right."

Aéneth smiled at him once more before she looked around a little, slightly confused and worried.

"Where's Lucrio?" She asked, before her eyes came to rest on his limp form.

"Lucrio!" She yelled before she leapt up and ran to his side, "What happened?" She asked Legolas.

"He saved you," Legolas explained, "He gave his life to protect you. He said it was his job to do so."

"Oh Lucrio!" Aéneth exclaimed and she burst into tears. Then she had a thought.

Wait, if I managed to save Legolas, maybe I could do the same to Lucrio. Then everything suddenly pieced together.

That's my job. I'm not here to save Legolas, I never was! I'm here as a healer, a healer to all and a warrior to the forest!

"Legolas," She said, "I need you to stand back a little."

"Why?" He asked a little confused as to why she was pushing him away.

"Because I need the environment to be sterile, so unless you want to get burned, I'd step back a little."

Aéneth didn't know where the sudden authority had come from but Legolas seemed to understand and he bowed a little before stepping back as if she were royalty. Suddenly Aéneth felt a great power inside her, a power she'd never felt before. She took a deep breath and stood up. Then she spun round, her hand outstretched and a huge ring of blue fire surrounded both her and Lucrio. She heard Legolas cry out in shock somewhere far off, but she blocked any other sounds out. She stepped towards Lucrio and knelt on the ground next to him. Hoping she could save him, Aéneth placed both her hands on his side and started to chant in elfish.

"Sanavi eum, sanavi eum, da mihi potestatem curabo sanare, et sanavi eum! Sanavi eum!"

(Heal him, heal him, give me the power to bring him back and heal him! Heal him!)

The light once again surrounded them and became blinding, until suddenly, both the light and the flames disappeared. Legolas saw this and ran over to Aéneth's side. He dropped to his knees beside her and draped his arm over her shoulder. She lifted her hands from Lucrio's body, just as he leapt up from the ground taking Legolas by surprise. He nearly jumped ten feet and he almost grabbed his bow and shot Lucrio dead once again. But stopped when he felt Aéneth's hand on his. She gasped and held him close.

"It worked!" She exclaimed, "It really worked!"

Lucrio leapt up and licked her face while purring quite loudly. Both Aéneth and Legolas laughed as he leapt around and jumped over them. It was times like these that all felt well, when the truth was forgotten.

When reality slipped away.

A/N- Well, that was it! Please leave a comment and I promise to update soon!

Sphinxy

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