The Battle of the Hornburg.
*On the Wall*
The night still did not seem to draw any nearer to dawn. Arwen Lakestone wiped dirt from her brow and refocused onto the hoards of Orcs still pouring from Isengard crashing onto the walls like water upon sand. She aimed her bow down, and shot three arrows directly into the throngs below. Several of the enemy fell.
Momentarily she paused and thought of her home West of the Grey Havens (drat i can't think of the name of wherever the Vala comes from. Temporarily substituting Hareld). She had traveled through time and space to help Middle Earth overcome Saruon. Traveling with the Fellowship as one of them, she had come through many dangers like Luthien, her forebear. Her line came through Arwen Undomiel, whose granddaughter married Legolas after they both traveled to Hareld. She had a great many of the famous Elves in her linage. She turned her thought back to the present.
All at once she saw Orcs carrying a great ball which they set at the drain in the wall. Then she saw a Urak-Hai come with a torch. She was too far away to shoot him!
"Bring him down! Legolas! Bring him down!" she shouted with Aragorn.
Legolas shot and hit the Orc, but too late. The creature fell towards the ball.
The wall went up in smoke. Orcs poured through the gap. Arwen sighed and quickly ran down the inner stairs to the hole. She knew she had a lot more work to do.
*Later, at the Gates*
Arwen Lakestone paused, and fit another four arrows to her string. While she was always on her feet, shooting was boring. But then, after that narrow shave doing knife-work, she was satisfied with the boring archery. She looked down. She noticed Aragorn shouting. That wasn't unusual; she had finally gotten used to it in the past three months. Then she noticed it wasn't his normal yell. He was excited and fighting like a madman. Then she noticed his objective. No, not a big Troll or some important Orc. She looked closer. OH NO!!!!! A very large cocky Urak-Hai was
sneaking up on Haldir! They had only met twice, once in Lindórinand (Lothlorien), and once at the beginning of the siege of Helm's Deep. But they had become fast friends in Lorien. Quaking, she fit five arrows to her bowstring, aimed carefully, and let loose the most important shot of her life. HIT! The Yrch fell back with a thud and Haldir whirled around when he heard the clank of metal against stone. He saw the five arrows in Arwen's signature ring and looked up. He saw her momentarily before she disappeared in the archers again.
*Just after dawn*
Gandalf had returned. Arwen Lakestone sighed. They had won the Battle but at a dear cost. She turned and went on one of the burial parties before she went with Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Theoden, and the rest to Isengard. She cleaned and awayed her knife, then swung up onto a horse and trotted behind Legolas to the Wizard's Vale.
*After Elessar's Coronation*
Arwen yipped with the crowd. Aragorn had just been crowned King. They all now witness his marriage to Undomiel, and Arwen sighed. She had now gotten into the habit of sighing. She halfheartedly laughed at that thought. She turned and ran into Haldir, who was behind her. He laughed, for the first time she had ever heard him laugh, and asked her to marry him. She sighed, happily this time, and they went and had a double marriage. The Evenstar and the Lakestone of the Firstborn were married.
Please comment! This was a short story b/c i was tired; i could do a better job with more time.
GB
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