Disclaimer: I do not own the characters but the plot.
Summary: Darkness surrounded the twins and they would taste their own blood. Elladan and Elrohir centric.
A/N:
Time: Third Age 3018, October
Place: somewhere between Rivendell and Mordor
English in not my first language and there is no beta for this story.
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The land was misty and held a heaviness in the air. It was nearly impossible to see your own shoes when you were standing. Elladan and Elrohir, the twin sons of Elrond were taking a new travel route while trying to hide from a group of orcs. Unfortunately, the filthy orcs spot them nonetheless and both sides were now fighting fiercely. The thick fog made the fight even more difficult and the twins could not spare the time to tarry about the unsettling feeling of this land.
During the fight, an orc ran its scimitar close enough to slit Elrohir's throat. Elrohir managed to back away in time but not before the scimitar cut his necklace. A sky blue shinny stone therefore dropped and rolled on the ground. The elf knight was enraged and he cut the head of that orc while cursing. Without even paying attention to the dying orc, Elrohir's eyes searched the ground for that rolling rock. He spot it rolling towards a stone wall and followed it in a mad dash, not dare to lose it.
The stone rolled on and on until it hit a tree and stopped. It was then Elrohir managed to pick the blue jewel up. Panting slightly, Elrohir involuntarily gave a smile to himself for the triumph. He was about to turn back to the fray where his brother was still fighting when the younger twin felt a chill down his spine. He could again felt the eeriness of this place – it felt dark and creepy. Although he could not figure anything abnormal, he felt a sense of danger pressing closer and closer to him. Suddenly, a shadow seemed to whirl together and started to take form before his eyes. An orc like figure stood before him but it was much taller, about his height, and it had black skin. Elrohir's eyes widened. It was an uruk-hai.
Anger crawled inside the younger twin. These evil creatures never die. Seething his teeth, he growled, 'Foul creature, you will die.'
Elrohir fought the uruk-hai with strength but the evil creature, not only had a tough build but also fought with skill. Its' reflects were even elven like. Although the uruk-hai was never pressing on the panting twin, the creature was like playing with its prey, intended to make him tired then to finish him off quickly.
It angered Elrohir to no end. He fought with renew strength, however, the black creature was too clever to block his every strokes as if it knew what his next hit would be. Just then, Elrohir noticed something shinny on this creatures' neck. It was a stone much like his that was rolling on the ground just a few moments ago; it was grass green in colour. The twin stared hard to the stone. An unknown fear willed up his spine before he screamed.
'Where is my brother?'
TBC…
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A/N: this is not the 'long' one that I mentioned in my first and second stories, but this story is my first that contains more than one chapter. Please tell me if you like it and you can place your speculation of how this will end.