Disclaimer~ I don't own the Fellowship, but Eleclya is MINE.
A/N~ Please review, and feel free to give me ideas!!!
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Chapter 2: Liberator
It had been ten years since Eleclya had been captured from her village. For ten long years she had been abused, underfed, and harassed by her Orc captors. They'd never killed her, never tortured her. They needed her to give birth to stronger Orcs. Ones who would travel in sunlight and could not be defeated. Eleclya was tough, and the Orcs loved it. They thought she was aggressive, and in turn they were more aggressive with her. She was not old enough to bear their children, though they wouldn't believe her. She had given up hope of ever being rescued. After all, no one in her village beside her still lived, and this band of Orcs were loners.
The only good thing in Eleclya's life was Liberator. She had found him after 2 years of being in the Orcs company. He was a small hawk, her only friend. She'd found him one day after being forced by the Orcs to do things she didn't want to do. (a/n: in case you haven't gotten it yet, she was raped.) She was hiding from them, under a tree in the woods when she heard a bird screeching. Her curiosity piqued, she had then found the hawk in a trap. After she set him free, he came to visit her every night, and she named him Liberator. In a way he was one.
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The newly named fellowship sat in a clearing in the woods, eating. Legolas was on guard, his alert elf eyes scanning the surroundings.
"I'm HUNGRY!" Pippin complained loudly through a mouthful of bacon.
"Then hush and eat, Pip!" Aragorn said in disgust. The conversation around the fire was cheerful banter like this sort.
"Orcs are close," Legolas murmured warningly. The fellowship froze. They could hear the tramping sounds of an Orc patrol on the move.
"They are a small company," Boromir noted.
"We can finish them off," Gimli growled, pulling out his axe. At this, the fellowship melted into the woods in the direction of the Orcs.
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"Get off!!! Please!!" Eleclya shoved at the Orc. Tears ran down her face. The Orc reluctantly stopped trying to force her to the ground.
"We'll wait until tonight, eh?" He leered at her. She backed away whistling, a strange, hawk-like sound. Liberator soared out of the trees and attacked.
"AIEEEE!!!" the Orc batted at the whirl of feathers. Liberator dodged around his head, ducking in and viciously stabbing him with his beak. Eleclya laughed through her tears as the Orc slumped to the ground. He was writhing in pain as Liberator punctured both his eyes, sending black blood spurting to the ground. Liberator took one last stab, and it hit true. Right into the Orc's heart.
Eleclya laughed at the dead body, kicking it. Liberator lighted on her arm, nuzzling her gently. She buried her pale face in his soft feathers.
"Come on. Lets get out of here."
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A/N~ Short. I know. I've got writers block. Please review!!!!!!
A/N~ Please review, and feel free to give me ideas!!!
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Chapter 2: Liberator
It had been ten years since Eleclya had been captured from her village. For ten long years she had been abused, underfed, and harassed by her Orc captors. They'd never killed her, never tortured her. They needed her to give birth to stronger Orcs. Ones who would travel in sunlight and could not be defeated. Eleclya was tough, and the Orcs loved it. They thought she was aggressive, and in turn they were more aggressive with her. She was not old enough to bear their children, though they wouldn't believe her. She had given up hope of ever being rescued. After all, no one in her village beside her still lived, and this band of Orcs were loners.
The only good thing in Eleclya's life was Liberator. She had found him after 2 years of being in the Orcs company. He was a small hawk, her only friend. She'd found him one day after being forced by the Orcs to do things she didn't want to do. (a/n: in case you haven't gotten it yet, she was raped.) She was hiding from them, under a tree in the woods when she heard a bird screeching. Her curiosity piqued, she had then found the hawk in a trap. After she set him free, he came to visit her every night, and she named him Liberator. In a way he was one.
***
The newly named fellowship sat in a clearing in the woods, eating. Legolas was on guard, his alert elf eyes scanning the surroundings.
"I'm HUNGRY!" Pippin complained loudly through a mouthful of bacon.
"Then hush and eat, Pip!" Aragorn said in disgust. The conversation around the fire was cheerful banter like this sort.
"Orcs are close," Legolas murmured warningly. The fellowship froze. They could hear the tramping sounds of an Orc patrol on the move.
"They are a small company," Boromir noted.
"We can finish them off," Gimli growled, pulling out his axe. At this, the fellowship melted into the woods in the direction of the Orcs.
***
"Get off!!! Please!!" Eleclya shoved at the Orc. Tears ran down her face. The Orc reluctantly stopped trying to force her to the ground.
"We'll wait until tonight, eh?" He leered at her. She backed away whistling, a strange, hawk-like sound. Liberator soared out of the trees and attacked.
"AIEEEE!!!" the Orc batted at the whirl of feathers. Liberator dodged around his head, ducking in and viciously stabbing him with his beak. Eleclya laughed through her tears as the Orc slumped to the ground. He was writhing in pain as Liberator punctured both his eyes, sending black blood spurting to the ground. Liberator took one last stab, and it hit true. Right into the Orc's heart.
Eleclya laughed at the dead body, kicking it. Liberator lighted on her arm, nuzzling her gently. She buried her pale face in his soft feathers.
"Come on. Lets get out of here."
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A/N~ Short. I know. I've got writers block. Please review!!!!!!
