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Ilsa, Titania
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Aug 05, 2013 01:22PM
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((not so alone. remember the mirkwood prince?))
An elvish arrow, recognisedby its fletching, came whistling throughhe air burying tselfinto an orc.
An elvish arrow, recognisedby its fletching, came whistling throughhe air burying tselfinto an orc.
((Hmm I seem to remember such a prince))
"Hello my friend." Woodsong said taking out his broken sword and throwing it at an Orc.
"Hello my friend." Woodsong said taking out his broken sword and throwing it at an Orc.
"Hello Woodsong happy tosee youre on your feet agan-" legolas ended with a grunt as he drove an arrow through the rthroat of an orc. it let out a gurgle and collapsed.
"As am I." He said with a smiled as he dug his least dagger into the skll of and Orc "Legolas do you have a sword or knife I'm kind of out of weapons." He said hitting an in the throat with his shield.
"i do." Legolas threw his friend a sword and then loosed another arrow.
"Thanks." He said catching the sword.
"No problem" h yelled backand stabbedan orc with the arrow hewas holdng.
"I was wondering something." Woodsong said stabbing one in the throat.
When i died fr the priod of tine i was gone what were you doing? Woodsong asked him
Legolas frowned. "Well, the following night Drax ttacked us and the next day Anne died from her injuries. Then lord Elrondcalled us and formed a fellowship, and thus we set out to Mordor. By the time we arrived we had all lost hope that you two would come back." he said as he dispatched another orc.
"well i thank you for that information" woodsong called over the orc crowd.
"Antime my friend, anytime," The blonde haired elf yelled back.
"Nowlets get back to fighting!" he yelled happily
Legolas nodded and loosed another arrow. the shaft tore throuh three orc throats.
Madelaine was leaning on the ship, as she had come back. Thranduil was on the ship groaning from his injuries. Suddenly, tree limbs came up from the surface, and pulled every single Orc beneath the earth. Madelaine was the source of this. She crumbled to the ground, unconcious, from using a great amount of her power.
"Thanks," Egolas called back as he looked up at their ship. he saw his father and scowled.
"Focus!" Woodsong yelled at him from a distance away throwing the small dagger into the eye of an Orc near him not killing but badly wounding it.
Ashamed, Legolas slashed an orc with an arrow and gave woodsong and apologetic glance. "Thank you." he yelled bht his mood had dampened.
"No problem just don't let your mind wander!" He yelled and continued fighting.
"I wont," Legolas promised. he dispatchsd another orc.
Madelaine slowly got up and rubbed her head. She unsheathed her sword, a green aura surrounding her. "Why can't they just die?" She muttered to herself. She slashed an Orc in the stomach, and some she would touch, and they would turn into a million tiny stars, that floated to the night sky. Madelaine slashed some more, wiping the sweat from her brow. Her elbow length curly brown hair, was making her sweat even more.
Legolas looke back at the ship and saw his father wounded. he bounded onboard. "Father-" he choked.
Thranduil looked over weakly at his son. "Legolas," he smiled softly. Madelaine looked over at the two. Hopefully they'll make up, she thought.
Suddenly, out of the blue, the Uruk hai stopped their onslaught, and turned around. They began fighting the people on the field instead. Saruman has betrayed once again.
"Youre hurt." Legolas said worried now. "Father Im so sorry for everything- I-" he shook his head and put his head in his hands.
"What?! No! God, I'm going to kill Sauruman! I swear!!!" Madelaine screamed, frustrated. She charged them and started the slaughter. Through it all, she was crying, although her face was serious. Under her breath, she was praying.
Through the tops of the field, the ship fell, it collapsed on a horde of orc, and erupted on the inside, wiping out half of the army, but anyone inside of the ship died. Everyone on the outside were hurled seventy feet away. Tulkas essence had fallen to Morgoth in the north. The ship was no more
Thranduil looked at him. "I know. It's not your fault. Sauron's magic. I'm sorry. I want you to be happy Legolas. Deep down inside, I loved the way you are. Stay that way. If only your mother could see you now," he said weakly. He took Legolas' hand in his. "I love you, Legolas."
Ragnar gave out a petrified scream. Ancalagon the black was flying above them. The army had anticipated their arrival, and was planning this out from the beginning. Ty was nowhere to be seen, as was Gimli. The Witch King had arrived, and hell was befalling the heroes who still fought on the accursed fields.
Madelaine screamed in fury, and a light transported Legolas and Thranduil over to where the rest of them had landed. They were still alive. Madelaine was breathing heavily, and she rested herself against a tree. Her body aced from using s much power. Thranduil was still smiling at Legolas. "It's time for me to go, son."

All of you foolish mortals who dare befall my beloved kingdom shall feel the wrath of my god and his companions!
The booming voice could be heard as a reborn Ancalagons claws gripped a mountain. The very earth trembled at his voice. The army and everyone there had stopped in their tracks.
Legolas felt the tears rising and he clutched his fathers hand. "I love you too. Now hold on. Stay with us. For me and for mother." He said in elvish.
Saruman had disappeared, and Gandalf lay there motionless. "All of you must flee to the shire, and do not look back!" He screamed. "FLY YOU FOOLS!"
(( Oh yes I did. OH YES I JUST FREAKING DID LOL ))
(( Oh yes I did. OH YES I JUST FREAKING DID LOL ))
Madelaine gulped. "Legolas. I know your having a moment here, but I'd look." She said, pointing at the beast. Thranduil squeezed his hand. "Goodbye Legolas. Go. They need you. I can see them now..." He said before taking his final breath. His head fell suddenly. The King of Mirkwood was dead.
Legolas looked around at the scene. He grabbed his battlehorn and blew. an echoeing trumpet sound rang through the battlefield. they were losing. "RETREAT! RETREAT! ALL OF THOSE AGAINST SAURON, RETREAT!" Slowly the fighters were beginning to realise what was happening and they fled into the forest as their ship was destroyed.
Madelaine looked over at Gandalf. "We will go, but not without you!" Se screamed. Eagles slowly came, and she picked up Gandalf. Madelaine grunted because he was so heavy. She laid him on on of the eagles backs, and climbed on another one. "Come on Legolas! We need to go!"
"No. NOOOOO!!" Legolas screamed out his fury and greif for his father as he fell to his knees beside the king. "Father!" he choked and he wept over his fathers corpse.
Madelaine ran over. She picked up Thranduils corpse, laying it upon a back of an eagle. She touched Legolas' shoulder. "Don't make me carry you too." She said.
Legolas picked up his fathers fallen crown fury and grief storming over his grey eyes. his heart felt torn. he turned tail and fled.
Madelaine told the eagles to fly to the Shire. She followed Legolas. "Legolas! LEGOLAS!" She shouted loudly in fury. When he wouldn't answer she sat on a root of a tree and looked up at the stars. A sudden flash of light shone and she was gone.
((everybody move to the shire))
SAURON, THE ENEMY OF THE FREE PEOPLES OF MIDDLE EARTH, HAD TRIUMPHED
((Ok. Meet me in the Forest of Hobbiton.))
On the Fields of Mordor, by an unusual amount of obsidian and halfway leaning over a crevice in the ground, a staff with a blue stone lay. The stone was dull, and dead. But then it convulsed, as if a ring of light had gone around it. The color grew and shifted, until it was like an ember, gold and red. It looked like it would burn whoever touched it.
It beamed among the dead, unnoticed.
It beamed among the dead, unnoticed.
Madelaine could see the figure. She noticed it as Fiera. "Fiera? Fiera! Thank god, your alright!" She shouted, as she ran to her.
((Hmm? Re-read my last post thoroughly.))
It wasn't Fiera. It was a projection, of sorts, coming from the stone in the staff. It didn't react to Madelaine, but it was crying hopelessly. The staff shuddered as Madelaine approached.
It wasn't Fiera. It was a projection, of sorts, coming from the stone in the staff. It didn't react to Madelaine, but it was crying hopelessly. The staff shuddered as Madelaine approached.
((I'm sorry, but I don't know a lot of those words. I'm only on the 7th grade!))
"Ok, not Fiera..." Madelaine said. She was going to sneak in, when a group of orcs took her. She tried to get away, but it was hopeless. They took her up to Fieras Wing.
"Ok, not Fiera..." Madelaine said. She was going to sneak in, when a group of orcs took her. She tried to get away, but it was hopeless. They took her up to Fieras Wing.



