"The stars shine almost as bright as your eyes." Legolas says placing his hands around Veya's waist and resting his head on her right shoulder. Veya removed her sight from the stars above their heads and looked down to her hands placing themselves on top of Legolas'.
"Almost?" Veya asked softly.
"Almost."
The night was dark and not a sound was heard in the distance. Legolas and Veya stood atop the towers of Minas Tirith looking beyond it's walls to catch a moment of movement in the black night. They saw nothing.
"Have all our allies arrived?" Veya asked not moving from her Promised's hold.
"The Queen of Belegaer lingers in the Bay of Belfalas. She will aid when needed. The others have arrived as well. These foe have been bested once before, they will lose again." Legolas replied.
"And if they do not lose?" Veya turned around in Legolas' grasp and looking into her crystal eyes. "What will we do? Where will we go? The time of the elves is dimming. I can feel it. What if this is how it ends? What if this is the end?" Veya's words rang in Legolas' ears. He looked deeper into her eyes to find some glimmer of hope, but he only saw fear. An emotion not typical for Veya. A feeling of true terror. Legolas furrowed his brow and thought for a moment. Confusion plagued his mind.
"I do not have an answer for you. For I do not know what we would do. I..." Legolas' words fell and a tear fell from his left eye as he held Veya's body deathly close to him.
"We fight. Until our last breath we fight! They will not win. They must not win! Fight with me! Until our last breath, fight with me." Aragorn joined Legolas and Veya where they stood. He held his sword in his hand and twisted it with his hand. His rings slightly hitting the handle as he swung it lightly. He looked up at his two friends and smiled. "This war will end in blood. Which blood do you wish spilled this night? Yours? Or theirs?" Aragorn asked placing his sword in it's sheath then placing each of his hands of one of their shoulders. "Do not fear the end. For we still have tonight." The three friends looked to eachother and nodded their heads. If this was to be their last night together, then they would fight for it. They would put all their strength and courage into it.
A few hours later the sun began to slightly rise. A purple hue encased the sky as warriors of all races came together as a stronghold against the Dark Elves. Elves, Dwarves, and humans of all different cultures and faiths brought together for one purpose. A purpose of survival. To defeat a greater threat than their differences.
Arwen made her way to the front line of battle with Veya at her side. They both wore battle armor. Steel and metal made to withstand the hardest of blows. Arwen's clad with a tree marking on her breast plate, matching with Aragorn. She unsheathed her sword and stood next to her husband. Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli stood beside Veya and Arwen and prepared their weapons.
"Come on you slow beasties! Come to my axe!" Gimli shouted lifting his axe in the air. Arwen's expression grew cold and she stumbled slightly. Aragorn grabbed her arm to steady her. When she came back to her senses she looked into Aragorn's eyes.
"They are here." Arwen said. Veya looked into the sky as the purple hues faded for yellow. In the distance dark clouds approached. Bringing thunder and massive strikes of lightening causing puffs of smoke to lift from the ground. Veya turned to Legolas and gripped his hand in hers.
"Until our last breath." Veya said. The five friends gripped hands and took a deep breath in. Hopefully this would not be the last.
The sky grew darker and pale skinned creatures who resembled elves with dark hair and silver eyes emerged from the cloud covered city. They descended from all directions. Cloaked in black and silver chains hung from their necks. They held no weapons. Suddenly one of the dark creatures dropped itself in front of Aragorn and Arwen out of nowhere. It paced slightly then held a hand into the air. White sparks emitted from it's long pale fingers. A smile grew on it's face as the sparks disappeared.
"This world belongs to ancient ones. Submit." The Dark Elf spoke directly to Aragorn with a sinister stench.
"Evil does not deserve submission." Aragorn spat back.
"Then you must die." The Dark Elf said then leapt into the air. The Dark Elves then started to scream at eachother. A shrieking noise that made most of the Middle Earth warriors cover their ears. When the screaming stopped the Dark Elves began attacking with electric pulses that looked like lightening emitting from their hands.
"Down!" Arwen shouted at Veya as she cut a Dark Elf in half with her sword. Veya stood back up with shock on her face.
"Is that magic!?" Veya yelled to Arwen as the two of them battled the dark creatures.
"An old magic! Don't let them touch you!" Arwen shouted leaping over a dead horse and slashing at another Dark Elf. Veya looked around and saw the violence. Dark Elves were turning her allies into nothing. With each blast of ancient magic her people fell to their deaths. She grabbed her sword and swung with a strength to take down mountains. Her hair whipping in the wind of the dark storm above them and her eyes darting between foe and friend. Just then a blast of lightening crashed down beside her from the sky knocked her to the ground. Veya lay on the ground for a few seconds shaking her head. Her vision was blurry and her head was swimming.
"Get up las!" Gimli said shaking her shoulders roughly. Veya shook her head once more then sat up. "One moment!" Gimli shot up and threw his axe behind Veya. It landed in the chest of a tall Dark Elf that was making it's way to kill Veya. Gimli ran over the fallen creature and retrieved his axe. "You owe me one now!" Gimli chuckled. Veya stood and brushed herself off. In the distance Arwen and Aragorn were fighting alongside Legolas. Their clothes covered in splatters of dark blood and their swords crashing into the enemy. They were losing. The numbers of the enemy were only growing, not diminishing.
Veya and Gimli ran over to the others and began fighting alongside them. Their grunts and clashing of sword on flesh the only sounds they could hear. Just as Veya was about to kill another one of her foe a larger Dark Elf with thick black hair falling down it's back and eyes the color of onyx threw her to the ground. Veya held her hands up in defense as the creature slammed it's fist into her hands. She screamed tried to shield herself from it's blows. The harsh blows came down so hard it cracked her left arm plate. Veya rolled to the side and threw the arm plate off of her. Veya attempted to stand back up and fight but the Dark Elf gripped her by her exposed arm and smiled with a devilish smirk.
"Say goodbye." The Dark Elf said as it's hold burned into Veya's skin. She screamed as the flesh on flesh contact made her flesh burn on contact. Veya's screams soon stopped when she felt the grip leave her burned arm. She looked around and saw Legolas had climbed on the Dark Elf's back and slit it's throat.
"Goodbye." Legolas said hopping off the creatures back just before it hit the ground. He ran over to Veya and grabbed her injured arm. A severe burn the shape of the Dark Elf's hand was branded into her skin. She winced as Legolas ripped a strip of her already torn shirt and wrapped it around her arm. He tied it then interlaced his fingers with hers. A small white light emitted from their hands and Veya took a small breath in. She looked to Legolas with confusion in her expression.
"The pain has lessened. Did you do that?" Veya asked looking to her arm and not feeling nearly as much pain as she had merely seconds ago.
"I think we did... I know what we have to do." Legolas dragged Veya to the top of a destroyed tower. They dodged lightening strikes and attacks from their enemy. They stopped at the top of the tower and grabbed hands once more.
"Together." Veya said. Legolas nodded then closed his eyes. Veya did the same and they took a large breath in. They opened their eyes and they shone a bright light. They looked to the sky and immediately the sun began to show through the dark clouds. The rays of sunlight beamed down upon Gondor and the Dark Elves shrieked in pain as the sunlight burned their skin. This gave their companions a helping hand. While the Dark Elves were distracted they became easier to defeat. And just as the light began to show more through the dark curtains of the sky the earth began to shake. And the Sea Elves ran into battle clad in their dark navy armor and spears. Their searing cobalt colored eyes and war cries surprised their foe.
"We need more power!" Veya shouted to Legolas as she felt their bond waiver slightly. Legolas and Veya looked around themselves frantically.
"We can assist." Elrohir and Cintra descended from the darkness of the broken land scape. They grabbed hands on either side of Legolas and Veya and smiled. "Focus the light upon them. Make them burn like they burned you Veya. Let them feel their destruction from within." Elrohir said then closed his eyes along with Cintra.
"For Arda." Veya whispered to herself quietly. The four Elves closed their eyes for a moment then opened them and the same white light shown even brighter from all their eyes. And then the Dark Elves shrieked even louder. They eyes turned bright and a golden light emitted from their faces. They grabbed at their bodies and screamed for it to stop. But before they knew it, they all fell to the ground... dead.
Veya and Legolas released their hands from Elrohir and Cinta's grasp and fell to their knees. Elrohir and Cintra were unphased... of course. Legolas and Veya caught their staggered breath and scrambled into eachothers arms. They grabbed onto each other's armor and held eachother tight.
"Is it over?" Legolas asked lifting his head to face Cintra. "Is it done?" He asked.
Cintra knelt down and then gestured for Legolas and Veya to look out into the battle. Legolas and Veya stood and looked out. The clouds had cleared the sky was bright again. Men, Women, Elves, and Dwavres lifted themselves off the ground and looked to the sky with smiles on their faces. The bodies of the Dark Elves slowly turned into a grey mist as the sun shown upon them. The sun washing away any remnant of the evil that threatened Middle Earth.
Veya turned to Legolas and placed her hands on either side of his face.
"It is done." Veya said softly.