A/N: The LOTR universe isn't owned by me. Please read my story doomed first. This is a side story. It will be in one view only for the whole story.

Spoiler description: This is the story of how Erulo and Vruurk came to be together as a couple. In doomed I didn't want it to be a overly romantic because I had this particular story in mind. In this chapter I have incorporated a part of chapter six of Doomed. The story is in Erulo's P.O.V.

I hope you all enjoy.

Day in day out who do you serve, day in day out who do you serve. Teaching inferiors how to combat, day in day out who do you serve.

Nothing changes, nothing will.

A youngling is struggling to get out of its tomb. I've seen this before, they are the weaker of our kind. Maybe I should let it die, for pity sake. It keeps struggling, usually they would have escaped by now. I sigh. Fine, I will help it.

I walk over to the sack to tear a hole in it, the youngling uses it to make the hole bigger. I grab the youngling out of its sack, ark! It vomits. Just as I expected, weak. It looks up and stares into my eyes. I know that look, hopelessness, understanding of one's own doom. Are you a defect youngling! I will soon see.

I slap the youngling roughly.

"Who do you serve?" I yell.

It looks positively depressed.

"Saruman," It hisses.

Well the youngling knows at least that much. That's a good start. I was right though, it's weak. It's a She-Orc. They are mostly archers and don't rely on strength.

I go to the next sack, give him the obligatory slap and who do you serve. The Orc looks confused. I get annoyed, say something or you may die. I slap him again. NO answer! I hate when this happens. I lift my blade to kill it.

My arm gets pulled back, I twist my arm to escape the hold on me.

"Saruman! You serve Saruman," Cried the Orc who stopped me.

"Yes! I serve Saruman," Replies the confused Orc. It wasn't so sure before!

I turn to the Orc who stopped me, it's that She-Orc from earlier. I get angry that this youngling stopped me!

"Who are you youngling to stop me!" I yell.

I lift my blade slightly.

Before I had decided to follow through in killing her, she gets pushed.

"Come now! You need to get going," Grorgbag says. Grorgbag then pushes her again towards the armour.

I watch her carefully, she is intriguing, her thoughts are not consumed by hate and hate alone. She tried to save someone. That reminds me. I go to the Orc who didn't know his master, the one that shouldn't have be saved by that She-Orc. I swiftly decapitate him.

I turn towards the She-Orc and the other troops that are getting ready still. The She-Orc is looking around taking in her surroundings again I notice her realising her doom. She then must feel my eyes on her for she turns to me, she notices the dead Orc at my feet. I smirk evilly, She will learn our ways soon enough.

She looks at me with disgust and anger, so much anger. I start to feel uncomfortable, I realise I don't like that look.

"Vruurk! We're leaving," I hear Grorgbag tell her. The group of Orcs then start to leave. All the while Vruurk finds it hard to keep her eyes off me, she keeps turning back. The third time this happens I smirk at her.

Vruurk, her name is Vruurk.

"Why did you do that Erulo?" Asked Furbog.

I look to the leader slapping scum, I see he is pointing to the dead Orc. I still hadn't moved from my spot.

"He was ... defected," I reply. I take my eyes off him and start to leave his presence.

"Then he should have gone to me," He shrieks to my retreating back. I cringe, I think not Furbog. Furbog ruthlessly works them to death, I did the Orc a favour. He tries to control me but he has failed in that quest. I smirk remembering punching him to the ground right after I screamed Saruman in his face. It wasn't long for me to became a leader myself but I try to be a better leader than Furbog.

"Erulo, you have a problem that needs to be taken care of. You have a mission of importance. You have a traitor Orc that you need to take care of. It's in league with a Man, Elf and Dwarf," Master Saruman tells me.

I don't understand, who would betray Saruman? How would they have that ability. An Orc able to convince the enemy that they can be allies with them must be someone worthy to follow. If Angak didn't have his own problems, I think it would be him.

"It will be done master," I reply.

"It better be! I don't want any more failures. The group that left to retrieve the Hobbits failed, the traitor Orc needs to be killed before they reach King Théoden," He counters.

Failed. That's not surprising. Master didn't heed my warnings. A huge group like that could be easily tracked and hunted. Not to mention he sent a lot of untrained younglings.

Vruurk was part of that group. I snort in anger at this.

I gather the troops to inform them of the mission.

"Traitor Orc you say?" Purg says then continues with, "What's it's name?"

"That is irrelevant!" I counter.

He looks disappointed with my answer.

While we are organising our armour and weapons I notice Purg conversing with an Orc not a part of this mission. I go closer to find out what he is up to.

"A message needs to be sent to Angak, I don't think he is the one we have been assigned to kill but he needs to know. This Orc is going to need help, it won't be long before Vogurk has his plans in order," Whispers Purg.

What is Purg planning.

Mission: To kill the traitor

Troop numbers: Thirty seven

Saruman has informed us we have a traitor that is working for his enemies. This traitor is wanted dead by Saruman. I am informed that I need to intercept them before they reach king Théoden.

How was an Orc able to be ally's with Saruman's enemies. He informed me that the Orc is in company with an Elf, Man and a Dwarf. An Elf? That's the most absurd notion that I have ever heard of. How? Can it be done? Do I have to be stuck as one of Saruman's "pet" leaders. If they have shown mercy like this, why not to others of my kind.

I know what I am thinking is ridiculous, but for the first time, I have hope. I can't show weakness. I am a fighting Uruk-Hai. The inferior's follow my lead. We run fast and strong. I keep them in line, we are making good progress. I am glad the reward of man flesh has helped them to be strong and lets them to continue with a good pace.

My body and mind are racing. I still haven't figured how I can use this traitor to my advantage. The defected in this group won't believe a leader is also one of them. They hide who they are so well, that I am not completely sure who would follow my lead. I do know this much, Purg is one who would follow.

I notice Purg and make my way to him, "Purg, are you willing to fight the non-defected? I want to use the traitors alliance to join them," I whisper so low I hope he can even hear me.

He snorts. "Mabull nalt Erulo, you are making no sense. I am not weak!" He spits then leaves, but before he leaves he eyes me suspiciously. I keep an eye on Purg and realise he is whispering to others. Purg is so discreet that I only notice this because of my close watch. What is his plan? The leaders must be killed first. There are thirteen leaders, including me. There is no way the defected can win without my help. I know I am the only leader in this group who would betray Saruman.

We are five leagues away from our goal and have yet to intercept the traitor. Purg hasn't initiated anything yet either. Four leagues away now. Maybe It was just me hoping that a revolution would happen.

"If you're serious about joining us, kill Furbog, when I scream Hak," Purg whispers behind me. I smirk evilly. /Revenge/

"With pleasure," I reply with malice.

New Mission: To over throw Saruman's pets

I find Furbog and make my way over.

"HAK!"

I lift my Orc blade with relish, I decapitate him in no time. Four other's: Purg, Erodush, Waruka and Opkagu killed their designated leader as well.

"AAAAARRRKKK!"

"GAAAHHHH!"

The surprise attack of causing the death of five leader's at once spark a battle with the remaining troops. I try to defend the other Orc's that were part of the revolution.

Stab an Orc, in his neck.

One down.

Decapitate another.

Two down.

Use my shield to block an arrow then decapitate another.

Three down.

Forcibly remove bow and arrow of another then stab his neck.

Four down.

Shield block an attack, stab him in the face.

Five down.

Get blocked, "ARK! I am on your side." He yells.

One ignored.

Almost lose my right arm, I repay the favor with death.

Six down.

Mission Successful

Causalities: Thirty two

Remaining Troops: Purg, Waruka, Opkagu, Zlog

"How can we be sure to trust this leader!" Zlog speaks to Purg, then stares at me with malice intentions.

"How can I be sure to trust you Zlog!" Purg counters.

"What we need to be concerned about is finding the traitor Orc!" I answer.

Purg snarls. "You're no leader anymore, so don't take on that voice of authority!"

I snarl back in annoyance.

"Purg, is that the traitor Orc?" Waruka announces interrupting my snarl.

I look in the direction where Waruka is facing. There are six figures approaching on horses. There is no mistaking that two of the company are Orcs. Purg decided we should wait. It's annoying that this runt in particular is now the official leader of us.

"What has happened here? Are you supporters of Saruman or the Dark Lord of Mordor, Sauron?" One of the Man speaks.

"No! We are not Saruman supporters, we were assigned to kill the traitor by Saruman but we would rather join the traitor. What is your name and why are men of Rohan willingly in the company of Orcs, so it's true? Orcs not following Saruman have a choice?" Purg asks.

"My name is Éomer, I must confess I didn't think being allies with Orcs was a possibility, that was until Agnak and Kog stopped me from being captured by Wormtongue servants, and also meeting the traitor Orc," Éomer replies.

"I didn't think it was a possibility either, I am Purg the leader of this revolution. We failed miserably though, but without Erulo switching sides at the last moment, none of us would be alive," Purg states this to the man Éomer. That's right, you better recognise what I have done, runt.

They discussed more in depth our battle and how Agnak and Kog come to be in their company, and the meeting Éomer had with the traitor Orc, he didn't know his name.

It's strange, a weight has been lifted off my mind, I don't want to think the power that Saruman has over my mind has gone, in case I am wrong. I cannot believe that such a strong connection with Saruman may have been severed. I am uncertain whether the connection will return and whether I will be able to keep him out of my mind.

Finally we see the traitor Orc and his company. They arrive on horses but wait, there is one extra person that wasn't mentioned. A Mojoka! They dismount from their horses. What! The Traitor Orc is a She-Orc! Ark. She is wearing Elf clothing, this wasn't how I pictured the Traitor Orc.

She notices me in particular, being a leader got her attention. The fact I am a leader didn't please her at all.

She rushes at me successfully landing a front kick to my face, "AARKGGah," I shout as I fall backwards.

I have been humiliated! That kick was unexpected, I was anticipating a punch. I look up to this traitor. Pathetic, Elf clothing, no weapons. A pet, that's what this Orc has become. Zlog snorts in disgust.

"At least someone got the privilege, Purg," Zlog scoffs.

Kicking me in the face is a privilege? He thinks too highly of me.

"Zlog! If it wasn't for him, our revolt would of destroyed our lives," Purg counters Zlog.

Twice now Purg has defended me, that is not needed, I don't need protection from insults like I am a youngling.

"Revolt? You call eight of us a revolution?" The traitor Orc says mockingly. I involuntary give a snort in agreement at this. I should not be agreeing with her I scold myself.

"Nine Bhakzogg, nine. We have a spy up north," Zlog replies.

"NINE! What difference can nine Orcs achieve? And don't call me Bhakzogg, the names Vruurk," Vruurk replies with malice /Princess/

I get up and look closely at this Orc and notice the look of hate that I never thought I would see again. It's Vruurk, I see that now. She's alive? It would be better that she was dead rather than this weak creature I see before me.

I spit out the blood building up in my mouth, I smirk evilly at her. I laugh at my own stupidity. I charge forward, confused whether I should hit or hug her. I swipe at her to punch but she stoops and avoids my blow then she aims to high punch me. I was prepared for that, I grab her wrist.

"I was stupid to think the "traitor" Orc was someone worthy to follow," I hiss at her. I punch her in the stomach, instantly regretting this decision. I lift my hand not knowing what to do next. An arrow is near my neck now.

"That's enough," Cries the Ul'bah. /Elf/

That's right Elf, protect your new pet. I let go of her wrist, I must have been holding her more firmly then I thought, because a look of relief crosses her face when she flexes her fingers.

"You may have fooled the other Orc's here but I know better, you're not on our side," She whispers menacingly to me.

Not on our side? She speaks like she isn't an Orc.

"Vruurk, you've gotten much more pathetic since the last time we met," I rebuke her threat. She grimaces at me, would she ever stop doing that. Why does it make me feel horrible.