Lost in the woods:A Silmarillion fanfic

Loss and Heal

Warning:the chapter contains drama

It was him. I knew him like for half an hour and i cared about him. What in the black cat ?! Sometimes i cant understand myself. Around him and all over the place was killed orks (like many orks, at least 35).  He fight to defend as he said to me.

I sat by his side. He was still breathing but his eyes was shut.

"Gareth?Hey! Guard! The prisoner escaped wake up!" I yelled. I couldn't see where exactly he was injured because almost all his armor was covered with ork blood(or his idk)
Finally he opened his eyes slowly.

"Thank Eru!(well that's how elves call their god)I thought you died for a moment!"

" I'm not dead now but i have not enough time left. I completed my mission .I defended the camp and you.  Now Mandos(the underworld) is waiting for me." He said with a hopeless expression in his face.

"Stop being a drama queen Gareth! You're not gonna die ! Not tell me were they hit you!" I said and I started searching him. And he was in a bad condition.
He had wounds everywhere and he had lost a lot of blood which had collected around him like a little pond.

"I can fix it trust me!" I had no idea how to help him in reality i just was truing to tie the biggest wound but blood covered everything.

"Sometimes you have to accept your destiny.. prisoner.." he told me.

"So you give up now? Let me tell you that you choose your own destiny!"

" I hope you're right .Go on then!Live your life! Is too late for me!"

"No! You can live! Believe me! And stop being dramatic!"

"Tell my brother i died in the first battle with glory and pride! Don't forget me!" He said and took my hand.

"Wait when you expected to tell me that you have a brother?! Gareth? Gareth stop it...You scare me! Gareth?..."

He just closed his eyes and passed out. I was still holding his hand ( i felt sad even when i  was writing the chapter 😿)
Now i was sad and angry the same time. And i wanted to tell his brother he died like a drama queen. But he didn't deserved it.

I heard steps behind me but they were not from Ork or soldier .I could barely hear them.

"He died?" A unknown voice asked me. It was a female voice.

"He fell with glory and pride!"I answered . Someone shat next to me.

"That's what happens in the battles!"the voice said.
It was an elleth(female elf) who wore a white dress like mine. She had long silver hair and for sure she was taller that me.

"You know him? Are you his relative?" I asked her.
"No! I have not met before. I came to help you but there's no need now!"

"You're a healer?"

"You're not? You must be from the team from the south side of the camp , i didnt knew another woman healer came with us."

As it seemed the healers there wore always white clothes and most of them were men(the second is accurate according Tolkien). And because i was wearing a white dress she believed i was one of them.

"My name is Sanya!"

"Im Alex!"

"We cant stay no longer here! We have to help and the other injured if they exist"

"I have to tell his brother for him. But the battle us not over yet. "

"You'll find him later! Come with me!"