Ranger //ON HOLD//

Chapter Four The Orcs

Silmaril's P.O.V

I wake Legolas up when I hear a warg howl. I motion for him to get his weapons and to follow me. We quickly and quietly run to a clump of bushes where we see a group of about two hundred orcs and fiftey wargs. They are sitting around a fire cooking something foul smelling in a pot over it. We run quietly away a few meters and discuss what to do.

"We should creep behind them and suprise them without their weapons." I suggest. "That sounds like a good idea." Legolas agrees. "Ok, let us go."

We run back and climb up a tree near their camp.

We both start shooting them from the tree and picking them of one by one. We jump down from the tree still shooting.

I put my bow away and grab my long knives. I stab and slash killing as many as possible. I catch glances of Legolas doing the same thing as me. I continue to fight and begin to start killing the wargs.

We slowly come together back to back. They have circled around us. We keep fighting them off and their numbers slowly diminish until all that is left is one big orc captain.

We run at the same time and Legolas jumps on his back slashing at his thick skin. I stab him in the leg and he roars. He picks me up and throws me hard against a boulder.

I feel something crack and hear my name being called, but it sounds muffled and far away.

I succumb to the darkness and I black out.

Legolas' P.O.V

I see the orc throw Silmaril and I stab him in the back of his head. I don't bother to grab my knife. I need to go see if she is alright.

I jump off and sprint over to where she is laying. I see blood soaking through her shirt, and without a second thought take it off.

The gash isn't as bad as I expected, when the orc threw her she landed on a rock and it made a large gash. I gently pick her up and run to our camp. I set her down and grab my healing kit.

I quickly wash it out with some water, and wrap it with clean bandages.

The bleeding stopes.

She will be alright.