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Chapter 2: Captured

Pippin moaned as he started to become conscious. He opened his eyes and felt a sharp pain in his head. He sat up and gently touched his head where the pain seemed to come from, he felt something sticky. He brough his hand away and saw that his fingers were crimson.

"Hey, look, Feru! Look what we 'ave 'ere." he heard a voice say.

He looked to his left and saw two hideous Orcs moving towards him, swords in hand. Pippin tried to get up, but he stumbled and fell. The two Orcs advanced on him, laughing cruelly.

"So, where are your little friends?" one of them asked.

"I don't know." Pippin said.

"Tell me another lie, and I'll stove in your head!" the Orc said, "Who bears the Master's weapon?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Pippin lied, he would rather die than tell where the Fellowship was.

The Orc growled and brought his sword down and it stabbed through Pippin's shoulder. Pippin screamed in anguish and fell silent as darkness claimed him once again.

"Hey, why don' we take 'im back to our camp an' we can 'ave a little fun?" Feru, the other Orc, said.

The Orc that stabbed Pippin smiled, revealing his jagged, rotted teeth.

"Yeah, some fun!" he said, laughing cruelly, "I just 'ope the poison don' do too much damage to 'im before we can 'ave us some fun."

He slung Pippin's limp body over his shoulder and the two of them ran off down the other hallway that lead to the camp they shared with about ten or fifteen other Orcs.