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*Voiceover = Bold & Italics

*Elvish (if I can't translate it) = Italics

*Flashbacks = Underline

*Mindlink = Bold

*Dwarvish = Bold & Underline

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The Uruk-hai are fleeing from Helms Deep as Théoden, Gandalf, Stiles, Aragorn, and Legolas ride after them. They run to where a forest of trees has suddenly appeared. Èomer suddenly rides out in front of the men. "Stay out of the forest! Keep away from the trees!"He tells them.

They stand and watch as the Uruk-hai flees into the trees. "I want to speak to the Ents."Stiles mumbles with a pout. Aragorn and Legolas smile. The trees begin to move and screams are heard from the Uruk-hai as the trees kill them.

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Back in Helms Deep, Aragorn walks up to Éowyn who is very pleased to see him, holds his face, and hugs him. She knows she won't be able to have him, but she's glad he's okay.

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In Helms Deep, men are piling up the dead Uruk-hai. Gimli sits on an Uruk-hai, smoking his pipe. Legolas and Stiles walk up to him while Legolas strokes his bow. "Final count...Forty-two."He tells Gimli.

"Forty-two? Oh. That's not bad for a pointy-eared Elvish princeling. I myself am sitting pretty on Forty-three."Gimli answers. Legolas swiftly draws an arrow and shoots it between Gimli's legs at the Uruk-hai he is sitting on. Legolas smirks as Stiles watches them in amusement.

"Forty-three."He says. "He was already dead."Gimli told him. "He was twitching."Legolas said.

"He was twitching...because he's got my ax embedded in his nervous system!"Gimli argues as he grabs his ax which is embedded in the Uruk's head and moves it so that the dead Uruk moves too. "Well, I got to Two Hundred-Fifty Seven if anybody wants to know."Stiles said slyly.

The two looked at him in shock and Legolas looks down. "Aww, is my baby sad I got more kills than him?"Stiles teased in a baby voice as he wraps his arms around Legolas who couldn't help but smile down at his mate. "No..."Legolas trails off as he notices Stiles go pale.

"What's wrong?"He asks in concern as he felt Stiles' forehead. Gimli looks on in worry. "Nothing, just nauseous is all."Stiles told him as he swats Legolas' hand away but a second later he rushed out of Legolas' arms and threw up a few feet away from the two men.

Legolas rushes over to him as he crouched down. Legolas pulled his hair back as he finishes. "Are you okay? Do you need to get help?"Legolas asks his mate as he rubs his back soothingly. "No. I'll be fine. I just need to sit for a bit."Stiles answered him.

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Merry and Pippin are standing in the water looking up at Isengard. Saruman is with Gríma looking out on the devastation below. "He doesn't look too happy, does he?"Merry questions. "Not too happy at all, Merry."Pippin answered.

"Still, I suppose the view would be quite nice from up there."Merry insisted. "Oh, yes. It's a quality establishment. I hear the staff are very good."Pippin said sarcastically.From behind Pippin, Merry holds up his hand measuring his height against Pippin.

Pippin turns around quickly. "What are you doing?"Pippin asked him in confusion. "Nothing. The world's back to normal, that's all."Merry said, clearly not telling the truth. "No, it isn't. I'm starving."Pippin said.