~Lonely Hunter~

'the forest of talking trees, they used to sing about the birds & the bees'

~Part IX~

~A Horn's Echo~


Adalyn walked down the steps, into the entryway, where other Elven warriors & Rangers stood awaiting with their horses. There was one black horse that had no Rider to accompany it. Adalyn immediately chose that particular horse. All black, like the dark night, but eyes blue like the tales of the seas where the Elves had come from.

"Adalyn!" Someone called out. Adalyn stopped, to turn around and see Lindir running to her. His glistening brown hair, which was barely over his hip, bounced against his back as he ran down the marble steps lightly. Adalyn smiled, her smile a very rare one. Ever since her city had been attacked, with her parents as the main targets for the Orcs, she never smiled. How could she when even the good and happy memories brought burning tears to her eyes.

"Lindir... Why are you here? You aren't leaving as well, are you?" Adalyn asked quietly, her voice almost a whisper. Lindir was like a younger brother to Adalyn. She knew that he could defend himself very well, especially since she helped him with the twin daggers, but he wasn't well acquainted with the outside world of Imladris. Lindir shook his head to answer Adalyn's awaited question.

"Then why-" Adalyns question was cut off when Lindir leaned forward, and hugged her tightly, using his arms strength. Adalyn stood frozen, but soon let her arms weave themselves around Lindirs back and into his soft hair.

Lindir felt hurt that Adalyn, who was like the older sister her never had, decided to leave the beautiful Imladris. He sniffed, tears erupting in his eyes.

"Tenna' ento lye omenta." Adalyn whispered in Lindirs ear, her lips brushing his pointed ear tips. Lindir shuddered, his arms getting tighter.

"Must you leave, Ada." He whispered back, his voice almost gone. Who was he going to talk to, who was going to go training with him, who was going to comfort him when he got something wrong in his Elvish classes. Only Adalyn would do those things with him, for they both had that small spot in their heart for only people they loved like family.

"Yes. I cannot bear the thought of getting anyone here hurt because of my past." Adalyn moved away, her hands on Lindirs shoulders. She only allowed Lord Elrond, Lady Galadriel, and Lindir to call her by her small nick name.

"But they won't come, Ada. You are safer here then out there." Lindir tried to reason. Adalyn shook her head remorsely, a tear barely escaping the inside of her eye. Lindir sighed, his shoulders slouched in defeat.

"But,... i will come. I can promise you that, Lindir. I love you like my own blood, and nothing can break my promise. Not even the Elven Gods could." Adalyn wiped the couple of sliding tears from Lindirs cheek with her thumb. The touch was soft and gentle, something reserved for true moments like these.

"Aa' menealle nauva calen ar' malta... quel fara, Adalyn." Lindir spoke softly, leaving the whisper of a kiss on the Adalyns cheek. Adalyn closed her eyes, and gave Lindir one last hug. Hopefully not the last.

"Namaarie... mellonamin." Adalyn finally let go, giving Lindirs pale hand one last squeeze, before lifting herself onto the pitch black horse.

The Rangers leader whistled, meaning their departure. The Rangers followed their leader with their horses, going past the archway of Imladris. Soon Adalyn followed with her horse.

"I will call you Hirveren. Like the strong Spirit of the other Worlds..." Adalyn was gone from the courtyard, past the archway of Imladris. Adalyn stole a quick glance behind her, to see Lindir, along with Lord Elrond. Adalyn waved, her hand shaking from something other than fear or pain.

"Lle desiel?" Adalyn whispered, her question not heard by the fellow Rangers. But she turned back to see Lord Elrond and Lindir, and saw them faintly smiling. So they had heard.


Thorin growled like a Warg himself when he saw the Warg pack approaching. He turned around about to give Kili the sign to shoot the Warg with the Orc rider that was right above them, but Cerys beat him to it. She had her bow ready, two arrows notched into place. Thorin looked at her, his eyes slightly bigger. Cerys made the quiet sign with her lips, and when the Warg was almost over the rocks side, Cerys moved from her spot, and let her two arrows loose.

The two arrows hit their mark, which was the Wargs head to be exact. The arrow hit the Wargs head silently, the Orc not even seeing the arrows leap out from below. The Warg collapsed, almost on Cerys, but she was gone from the spot.

The Orc was about to let out a screech, but Cerys let one of her knives fly into his throat, cutting off any scream or yell. All the Dwarves watched the Orc try to pull the knife out of it's now bleeding throat, but soon the Orc collapsed.

Cerys leaned down, and yanked her knife out of the Orcs throat as if it was a normal sight for her. Thorin regarded her straying gaze, and instead waited for Gandalf to move.

"They have a leader..." Cerys muttered when she saw the familiar symbol on the Orcs necklace. She ripped the necklace off of the Orcs neck, and stuffed it into a pouch hanging form her leather belt. Cerys had a flash of hope in her. If the Orc had a leader, and the leader was-

"Cerys, do you still have that horn?" Gandalf interrupted her thoughts. Everyone threw Gandalf a confused expression.

"Yes." Cerys answered Gandalf and she walked out of the hiding spot, much to the Dwarves astonishment.

"There's an underground cave in that direction, and if you go follow it... Mithrandir, i mean Gandalf, will lead you to safety." Cerys informed the Dwarves in an almost robotic voice. Right now, she was in her hunting mode. That meant that nothing could distract her. Nothing. And Gandalf knew that very well.

"Come now!" Gandalf ushered the Dwarves to move, understanding what Cerys had meant. The Dwarves all gladly obliged, not wanting to be Warg dinner. But Kili stopped running, and he started for Cerys, wanting to get her to come with them. Thorin watched Kili start for her, but he was about to get Kili back when Gandalf did the job for him.

"She knows what she is doing, Master Kili. At moments like these, it is safest not to distract her." Gandalf pushed Kili forward, ignoring his protests on how she could get hurt.

Fili watched, a smirk, despite what was going on, on his bearded face. Kili saw his smirk and shoved his brother in the shoulder, not caring about the iron armor hitting his sore shoulder.

"Shut up, Fili." Kili growled. He wasn't in the mood for any jokes and teases.

"I didn't want to say anything, nadadith." Fili chuckled at Kili's angry face. Fili pulled Kili behind him, starting a faint jog.


Cerys notched an arrow into her bow, a grim expression plastered on her face. The faint breeze soon had a bitter and foul stench. Cerys immediately recognized it as Orcs. Cerys closed her eyes, and she let the arrow whiz by, exploding in the sky.

The arrow blinded the Orcs nearby, causing the Wargs to roar in anger and hunger.

"Come on then, you nadorhuan!" Cerys hissed. She had meant for the arrow to hit the tree nearby the commander in chief of the Warg pack. Cerys loaded her bow once more, and this time she hit her mark.

The Warg cried out with a menacing growl, which brought an evil smile to Cerys's pale face. Cerys notched two arrows this time, and she climbed the rock the Dwarves had been hiding behind.

The Orcs & Wargs saw Cerys stand on the large rock, and they all cheered out upon seeing there prize appear.

"Get the Lonely Hunter!" The Orc commander in chief yelled out, pointing his spear at Cerys. Cerys squinted her eyes, so that she could see the weak spot in the Orcs armor. Great, they were starting to wear armor. Cerys let the two arrows slice the air with a loud whoosh sound, piercing a Warg & Orc. Cerys then flipped off of the rock, and ran to where the Dwarves were gathered around the underground cave entrance.

Cerys cursed in Sindarin under her breath, and pulled out the small horn hanging from her leather belt. She placed the horn's tip to her lips, letting a gush of air out, which turned into a loud horn blow from the horn. She let it echo over the fields, and knew that they had heard. Cerys placed the horn back onto her leather belt, and she ducked in enough time to avoid getting pierced by an Orcs arrow. Cerys whirled around, her teeth bard in an animalistic growl that stayed frozen on her lips.

Cerys saw a Warg racing towards Kili, who was releasing arrow after arrow to the approaching Wargs & Orcs. Cerys reached into her leg sheath, and she didn't hesitate to let the knife twirl through the cold air, and sink itself into the Wargs skull. Kili let his arrow pierce the Orc riders forehead, a smile on his face. He turned to see Cerys pull out her twin daggers, the daggers almost dancing in her hands as she ran towards an approaching Warg and Orc.

Kili started to shoot his arrows again, not able to get the image of Cerys's animalistic growl on her face as she killed the Orcs and Wargs.


Cerys ran towards a racing Warg and Orc, but she wanted the element of surprise. So Cerys jumped onto yet another rock, and she had her daggers dancing in her hands. Cerys ran across the rocks surface, which was incredibly high. With the agility of Elves on her side, Cerys did a double flip again, before landing on the Wargs back, right behind the Orc rider.

The Orc let out a screech of anger, trying to turn around, but Cerys had her daggers crossed over the Orcs leathery yet filthy neck, the daggers sharp edge drawing dark black blood from the Orcs neck.

"I won't tell you anything, so get it over with, you bitch!" The Orc hissed in Black Speech, which Cerys understood, whilst trying not to fall off of the racing Warg.

"Seasamin orqu." Cerys hissed, and she ended the Orcs filthy life in one swift stroke, her daggers passing over each other in the Orcs meaty neck, the bone broken and ruined. The Orcs head toppled off of its body, the inside clearly open, with the bone attached to the spine and skull misshaped in an ugly and unpleasant way.

The Wargs life was over just as quickly, with two twin daggers embedded in it's thick skull.

Cerys ignored Kili's burning stare as she leapt off of the Warg swiftly.


Kili was snapped out of his burning stare when his Uncle yelled for him to get into the cave. Kili shot one more Orc, and turned to start for the cave where Gandalf and the rest of the Dwarves hid. What surprised them all was when Kili tripped over a rock that jugged out of the ground. Fili cried out in fear, and was about to go help his brother when Thorin held him back.

"Uncle, we must help him!" Fili exclaimed. Thorin saw the look of fear and worry on Fili's face, but he shook his head.

"We must go, Fili. The Lonely Hunter will help him. Now we must escape, for the safety of the rest of the Company." Thorin explained. Fili lunged for his Uncle, his face angry.

"You-" Fili's insult was cut off by Dwalin.

"I do not see where the path leads! Do we follow it or not!?" Dwalin asked gruffly. Bofur sighed, and shoved his way through.

"Follow it of course!" Bofur exclaimed.


Kili yelped when he fell over, his hands out in front of him as a sort of protection. He heard someone cry out his name, but he couldn't detect who it was. Fili? Thorin? Kili had no clue. His head hit something hard and sharp, getting a small scream out of him.

"KILI!" Cerys yelled. She rushed to him, ignoring Lord Elrond's protest from where she had stood. Cerys knelt down next to Kili, her burst of emotion shocking the other Elven Warriors.

"Kili, do you hear me?!" Cerys asked. Kili moaned in a reply, blood trickling down his temple where the rock had hit him. Cerys put her cold arms under his arms, and hauled him up, a bit roughly. Kili grunted, his head falling in between her shoulder and neck's crook. Horse hooves approached them, but Cerys ignored it. Soon Lord Elrond was the only one who wasn't hunting the Wargs and Orcs. He helped Cerys with Kili, so that she could set him on her horses saddle. Cerys shifted Kili, and he whimpered quietly. Cerys had a worried expression that surprised Lord Elrond.

"Mani marte?" Lord Elrond asked as he watched Cerys get onto her saddle after Kili was seated on Hirveren.

"Nothing." Was all Cerys said in reply. Lord Elrond eyed Kili, and he whistled to signal to the Elven Warriors that they must leave.

"Lle auta yeste'!" Lord Elrond told Cerys, and she obliged. The Wargs and remaining Orcs had disappeared, leaving everything in peace. For now.

The Elven Warriors, Lord Elrond, and Cerys started for Imladris. The home of Elves.


I KNOW I KNOW! I WAS LATE ON THIS UPDATE, BUT NO WORRY! I WAS SO BORED ON THIS CHAPTER! BUT I CAN'T WAIT TO POST THE NEXT CHAPTER! In the upcoming Rivendell chapters, there will be a lot of Kili + Cerys interaction. Mainly just them anyways. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! I 'll post the second chapter for Cursed on either Monday or Tuesday... :3 :3

Here are the translations;

Tenna' ento lye omenta= Until next we meet (Sindarin)

Aa' menealle nauva calen ar' malta= May your ways be green and golden (Sindarin)

Quel fara= Good hunting (Sindarin)

Namaarie= Farewell (Sindarin)

Mellonamin= My friend (Sindarin)

Lle desiel= Are you ready? (Sindarin)

Nadadith= Younger brother (Khuzdul)

Nadorhuan= Cowardly dog (Sindarin)

Seasamin orqu= My pleasure orc (Sindarin)

Mani marte= What happened (Sindarin)

Lle auta yeste'= You go first (Sindarin)

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~Lola

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