Guess what! I've found some time to write and upload the next chapter (as if someone really cares) so here you are, I hope you enjoy it. I can't tell when will another chapter be released. Now, good night! :))

Disclaimer: I own nothing, or maybe a plot, never mind.

~~~ Chapter 6 ~~~

They were everywhere. He threw an arrow at the troll, but he only roared as an answer. The beast turned around and reached for his chain. The blonde elf slashed one orc, fighting with a second one. When he killed him, the troll turned around again and smashed the chain aiming to the archer. He avoided it quickly. Then, again, another smash. And another avoided. Then, suddenly, an orc jumped at him from nowhere and hit him in a stomach. Legolas managed to dodge, reaching his one dagger, which was laying under his foot. The troll meanwhile smashed a chain once again, and finally, he was succeed. He threw it on a wall, from where the rocks fell on him. Legolas avoided some of them, but one hit him in the head. He didn't make a sound and, ignoring his pain and blood sipping out of the cut, jumped on a chain which was wrapped around a fillar accidentally. He tightened his stamp and ran along it onto the troll's head. The beast was trying to throw him off, but he released an arrow which landed in a middle. The creature roared and the elf jumped off him on the floor. His head was pounding but he couldn't let the pain take control of him. He saw Sam, who hit an orc with his frying pan.

"I think I'm getting the hang of this." he heard but was too busy to smile.

Orcs were attacking him another after another. They must've sensed his weak state or something.

"Frodo!" he heard Aragorn shouting somewhere opposite his position, but didn't turn away to look what's going on.

He killed another two orcs and got kicked by the third one. He fell on his back with head hitting the floor. He whimped in pain and closed his eyes when the view got blurred. Orc rushed to him, but he got up and pushed his dagger hard into the beast's stomach.

"Aragorn! Aragorn!" shouted Frodo.

Now, he looked at the hobbit, and saw the troll grabbing him. He wanted to shot the beast by an arrow, but another orc attacked him. He managed to the side and kicked the creature in the knee, then in the stomach. His dagger quickly landed in the chest of his attacker. When he was sure every orc was killed, he turned away, and saw the fellowship kneeling and standing around Frodo. He came up and saw the hobbit with closed eyes. He was dead. The troll was still attacking them, Merry and Pippin were throwing stones at him. The beast took Merry in the air and smashed him against the wall.

"Merry!" cried out Pippin.

"I'm fine Pip! I'm.. fine!" he said getting up.

They heard screeches and roars and another orcs appeared. Gandalf was fighting next to hobbits.

Boromir was trying to kill orcs spilling out of the door. Aragorn hit the troll with a blade but the beast grabbed him and threw on the wall, opposite his position. He fell unconscious.

"Aragorn!" he shouted wanting to run up to him but orcs were blocking his way.

He slashed them quickly, with rage and cleared his path. But before he checked on his friend, he had taken a chance and released an arrow into the troll's opened mouth. The beast fell dead. He sighed and ran up to Aragorn.

"Estel..." he whispered checking his breathe.

'Please, be alive' he thought patting gently his cheek.

'Please, please, please' he swallowed.

Suddenly, Aragorn moaned and opened his eyes slowly, getting up. Legolas sighed with relief.

"Legolas, what has happened?" he asked looking into his eyes.

"You've got smashed by a wall." he smiled.

"Oh, well.. it could've hurt worse then." he smiled back but realised that everyone is around Frodo. "Oh no, Frodo.." he got up worried, remembering what has happened.

He joined, and the elf was behind him. A silence fell upon them. Frodo suddenly gasped for breath, and opened his eyes widely.

"He's alive!" said Sam.

"I'm alright. I'm not hurt..." he whispered a little bit scared.

"You should be dead! That spear would have skewered a wild boar." whispered Aragorn.

"I think there's more to this hobbit than meets the eye." said Gandalf smiling.

Frodo on these words revealed a Mithril shirt. Sam touched it in amazement.

"Mithril! You are full of surprises, master Baggings!" laughed Gimli.

Frodo smiled and got up from knees. Then, they heard another orcs growling.

"To the bridge of Khazad-Dûm!" ordered Gandalf and started running.

The rest followed him with awe. They didn't have enough strength to fight in another battle. They were fast but not fast enough. Orcs surrounded them in one of the halls. They were outnumbered, there were at least two thousand enemies around them. Their roar was filling the air, and their spears and other weapons were making noises louder than Gimli's snoring. The fellowship prepared their swords, Legolas aimed with his bow, but he knew it's useless. They will die here, in darkness, forgotten by people, forgotten by sunlight. He heard hobbits' deep breathe. Suddenly, when they lost a hope, an orange light fell across the corridor with a growl, all orcs ran away in every direction. The fellowship looked at the light in awe.

"What is this new devilry?" asked Boromir.

"A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run! Quickly!" answered Gandalf in panic.

They obeyed without any questions. Gandalf on a lead, then he, Aragorn, hobbits, Gimli and Boromir. They ran into a passageway where a few steps were missing. Boromir didn't notice them, and almost fell into, but Legolas grabbed his shirt and pulled him back. When he realised what he did, he quickly stepped back with fear. Boromir looked at him and smiled thankfully. They then, started running again, on another stairs.

"Lead them on Aragorn. The bridge is near." whispered Gandalf and the ranger hesitated in doubt. "Do as I say! Swords are no more use here." he pushed him back.

Aragorn nodded and took a lead. They continued their run when a rock fell on stairs and harmed some of them. They stopped before a dark depth. They stood there panicked for a second, when finally Legolas decided to take the first step. Before Aragorn stopped him, he jumped on other stairs and turned around. In the moment when he landed, he felt dizzy, his head pounded. But he ignored the pain knowing that there is a more important thing than his own health. The Quest.

"Gandalf!" he shouted stretching out his arms to catch the wizard who followed him.

Then, jumped Merry, Sam and Pippin. When Aragorn wanted to toss Gimli, the dwarf turned to him.

"No! Nobody tosses a dwarf!" he said and jumped on his own.

He slipped at the edge and was about to fall, when Legolas caught him.

"Not for a beard you stupid blonde!" he shouted but has been pulled on.

Also Boromir jumped and stood next to the elf, who carefully got away from him.

But when Frodo wanted to jump, he was pulled back by Aragorn, and then another rock fell, harming stairs. The abyss was too big now. And suddenly, an arrow hit the ground in front of Legolas' feet. He looked around and saw orcs over them. He quickly picked his arrow and released it. It shot an orc's forehead. He fell in the black gap. The light from another side of the hall started getting closer. Aragorn looked at Legolas who was looking so weak and scared. He'd heard of Balrog before, when he was little, his uncle used to tell stories about it to scare him.

"Steady! Hold on. Hang on! Lean forward! Steady!" ordered the ranger, balancing with the hobbit, trying to move the piece of stairs closer to the other edge.

"Come on! Now!" shouted Legolas.

They jumped. Frodo was caught by Boromir, and Aragorn by him.

"Over the bridge! Fly!" commanded the wizard.

The Fellowship crossed the bridge and Gandalf suddenly turned back to face Balrog who appeared from nowhere, in light and flames. Everyone looked awed by his appearance. He was very big and black, with some red flames on his body. He didn't look like a person, nor orc, he was a demon. A demon with scary gaze and loud shriek. He was also very high.

"You cannot pass!"

"Gandalf!" Frodo cried out.

"I am the servant of the secret fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you! Flame of Udûn!" he was shouting hitting the ground by his staff.

The white light appeared every time. Balrog stroke at him, roaring.

"Go back to the shadow!"

Now, the demon roared even louder, not knowing how to react on Gandalf's staff.

The whole group was observing the situation with fear.

"YOU... SHALL NOT... PASS!" he cried out very loudly hitting the ground once again.

With the strike of his shining staff, Balrog shook his head and fell down, disappearing in the flames. A silence fell for a moment but then, a monster's whip wrapped the wizard's leg. He fell, catching the edge of the bridge.

"No! No!" cried out Boromir.

"Gandaaalf!" his ears caught Frodo's voice.

He was scared on his own. He wished to help, but it would be very foolish of him. He would die quickly.

"Fly, you fools." said the wizard and fell into the abyss.

"NOOO!!" Frodo cried out again, trying to break free from Boromir's grip.

Aragorn was unable to move for a moment but then, he felt a hand on the shoulder and a soft, sad voice.

"Come on Aragorn. We cannot stay here." said the elf.

The ranger looked at him and stood up from his knees and nodded. They all ran away from the mine.

He saw his desired sunlight, he felt beloved wind and heard birds nearby. But... he hasn't been happy. He's been smashed inside, his friend fell into the shadow, died. Everyone was crying, looking as miserable as they truly felt. Aragorn kneeled in disbelief, he came up to him putting a hand on the ranger's shoulder. But he stood up proudly.

"Legolas, get them up." he ordered.

"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" shouted Boromir.

"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs! We must reach the Woods of Lothlórien." on these words the warrior came up, and Legolas quickly got away a few steps farther. "Come Boromir. Legolas. Gimli, get them up."

Legolas nodded. He saw in his friend's eyes sadness and grief. Boromir shouldn't have shouted at him. Gandalf was also his friend as well.

"On your feet Sam." whispered Estel.

Legolas came up to Merry and Pippin who were sobbing.

"Do not cry, my friends. Gandalf wouldn't want that." he said giving a small smile.

"But.. but he was such a good wizard!" looked at him Pippin.

"I know. Not only a good wizard, little ones. He was my long-time friend. And I can say he did that for us. To save our lives. Do not let his sacrifice go forgotten. We should stand up, wipe tears, and do this for him."

The hobbits exchanged gazes and looked at him.

"You know what? You're right! C'mon Merry! We cannot let him down, even if he's dead!" smiled Pippin.

Legolas was about to turn around and join his friend, who was talking with Frodo, when the voice behind caught his ear.

"Legolas!" he heard Merry.

"Yes, Meriadoc?" he asked turning back.

"Oh please, just Merry will do." he laughed. "Thank you."

The prince nodded silently and gave a light smile. After that he went to Aragorn.

"We'll stop behind the hills. We will be well-hidden there."

"There's yet quite long distance to Lórien." he whispered.

"Yes. I know. But the evening is coming. And it is going to be here very soon. We'll go to Lothlórien in the morning. If we speed up, we'll reach it in the afternoon."

He nodded and then Aragorn looked at him with concern.

"What?" he asked.

"You're hurt." he pointed to his bloody forehead.

"Ah, it's nothing."

"What happened?"

"I was fighting with the troll but he smashed the wall behind me by its chain. And a few small rocks hit me."

"Let me look at it."

Aragorn grabbed his head gently and glanced at the cut.

"It's really nothing, no need to worry, I'm fine."

"It's a nasty cut Legolas. I should bandage it. How do you feel?"

"My head hurts a little, but I'm alright."

"Only head for sure? I need to know. Don't you feel dizzy or nausea?"

"N.. no. I don't think so."

"Alright, I believe you. But I must take care of it anyway."

"Fine, do what you consider important but let's get out of here. Orcs may come for us in a minute."

"But what if-"

"Aragorn, you said by yourself that we must move on. And I agree with that. I feel presence of orcs far away. They're coming." they looked at each other.

"Aragorn, everyone's ready. Leave that very important elf and come back to your duties of the fellowship." said Gimli.

Aragorn opened his mouth to respond but Legolas stopped him.

"I hate to say that... but Gimli's right. Our quest is more important than my health. You will take care of this when we set a camp behind the hills."

Aragorn looked at him and nodded.

"You're right. Okay, come on everyone! We'll manage to pass through these mountains yet today if we speed up." he turned to the hobbits and started walking with Legolas by his side.

Gimli was behind them, then hobbits and Boromir. Without Gandalf. They wanted to see him now, with them...

T.B.C

I will only say this story is going to be veeeryy long, because I want to write here the whole movie trilogy some of my ideas. I don't know how I will deal with later stuff without Aragorn's heritage theme but I won't be bothering myself with it at the moment xD