✓ Wizard's Apprentice - Legolas Fanfiction - wαttч αwαrds 2013! [original draft]

Chapter 3

I began pacing while Gandalf sat in front of three tunnel entrances. My pacing was starting to annoy Boromir, that was certain. 

"Would you just sit down already? You're really becoming a bother." I glared at him and sat down beside of Legolas. I began to hear something. It sounded like my name. I walked towards the voice. 

"Arietta, where are you going?" Legolas called after me but I ignored him as I descended lower into the mines. 

"Arietta, my little song," the voice called out. I saw a figure in the distance. It was a male; too tall to be a normal sized dwarf like Gimli and too short to be an elf. 

"Who are you?" The man smiled at me. 

"I'm your father." I stared in disbelief at the man in front of me. I walked closer and reached out to touch him. He felt real but I knew that he was not. 

"Arietta?" Legolas called out from behind me. I looked at him and turned back to my father who was no longer there. 

"Who were you talking to?" 

"No one. I wasn't talking to anyone." From the look on his face, I could tell he didn't believe me. He didn't get a chance to question me further because Gandalf suddenly called out, 

"Ah, it's this way!" Legolas and I scrambled up to the fellowship and followed Gandalf into a tunnel. We came to a huge room that I remembered from when I came here with my mother. Dwarves welcomed us as wife and daughter of Thorin. I remember singing songs with the children and eating much food. 

"Behold! The great realm and Dwarf-city of Dwarrowdelf," Gandalf said, pulling me out of my thoughts. 

"Well, there's an eye opener and no mistake!" Sam exclaimed. I looked ahead of me at an open door. In front of the door are two dead goblins. Gimli rushed into the room. We ran after him into the little room. Gimli was leaning in front of a stone table. It read, 

"Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord Of Moria." Gimli began chanting softly. 

"Limin malur ni zaram Kalil ra narag. Kheled-zaram...Balin tazlifi." I couldn't understand any of what Gimli had said but it sounded sad. I sat down beside of Gimli. I placed my hand slowly on his shoulder and whispered, 

"He didn't die in vain. I know he fought bravely." Gimli turned to face me with tears in his eyes. 

"Thank you, Arietta." I smiled at him and stood beside Legolas. Gandalf picked up a book from a rotting corpse. He began reading a page. 

"They have taken the bridge and the second hall: we have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes...drums drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A shadow moves in the dark. Will no-one save us? They are coming." We were all silent until we heard a clanking sound. Pippin had knocked a skeleton down the well, causing a loud echo. 

"Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!" Gandalf said angrily at Pippin. We fell silent as a loud drumming started, increasing in volume each time. I glanced at Frodo who had pulled out his sword which was glowing blue. 

"Orcs!" Legolas called out although I think everyone had already figured that out. Boromir close the doors and him and Aragorn barred it with axes. Gimli stood on top of the tomb and yelled, 

"Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath!" The door busted open in a shower of wood fragments, and twenty goblins charged into the tomb, followed by a huge cave troll. I realized that I may actually die as I readied my bow. 

Legolas and I fired one shot after another, killing as many goblins as we could. Soon I became cornered by goblins and my bow wasn't any use. I probably should have brought a sword on this trip but I didn't think about it. The only thing I could rely on now was magic. I pointed my finger at a goblin and fire shot forth. The goblin squealed before becoming ash. The goblins took a step back from me as if afraid.