Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING THAT BELONGS IN THE REALM OF MIDDLE
EARTH! I SHALL SAY THAT ONCE AND IT SHALL REMAIN TRUE FOR THE ENTIRE FIC
(unless my parents are nice and buy ME for me). Only Harim is my very own
elfy friend. *Harim walks in* *to TC* They're coming. *TC* Who? *Harim*
Orcs! *TC* OH NO! HARIM SAVE ME! *cuddles close to Harim* *Harim blushes*
Dot not worry little one, you have nothing to fear, now could you please
let go of my leg?* *TC* NEVER! .... Sorry about that. Now on with the FAN
FIC! *Harim wrestles TC off his leg* NO!
A/N: To Laura - I was not plagiarizing Martina McBride ! So she wrote a song about a mother who sent her kids to the fair and burned the house down with her husband in it. There are many distinct differences that make this story MYNE! Sorry for ranting but I don't like to be called a plagiarist, being that I am a writer and original. FYI - I got the idea for this story before I heard anything about her song *Sticks out tounge* so there!
Chapter 2
The next thing Cindy knew was that she was lying on the ground. She could taste the dirt in her mouth. She felt her LOTR book poking her in the stomach and her cd case on her back. She hoped it wasn't broken. The ringing in her ears stopped and she heard people arguing next to her. Or at least, she thought they were people, but their voices were very rough, they croaked a lot and then one of them growled. People didn't growl. She turned her head to where the voices were coming from and silently gasped. They weren't people at all. They were covered in dirt and slime, had deformed faces and lots of bulk, and reminded her of the creatures called orcs in J. R. R. Tolkien's book Lord of the Rings. But they couldn't be. As she studied these creatures she saw an unusual marking on each of these foul creatures and knew instantly that it was . Then she noted that others had no markings, where a bit darker than the others, and their weapons were more primitive than those with the Eye mark on them. In her mind, the answers to her questions rang in her ears, .
But Cindy would not believe it. There was no way she could be in Middle Earth, could there? There was no way she could be in this place that she had dreamed about for so long. How many stars had she wished on for this to come true? Why did she have to end up in an orc nest? And how did she know that the other orcs were from the dark forests of Mirkwood? Where was she, really? But Cindy could not ponder this for the orcs' argument was now very heated and she could not help but hear what they said for she was only a few feet away from them. Apparently it was between the Eye orcs and the other 'Mirkwood' orcs.
***
"We are to head to Mordor. Not to your dirty little hideouts," snarled Grnish, one of the biggest orcs and leader of his company. He would not let these 'commoners' ruin his mission that 'He' had appointed him. But those commoners had other plans.
"We found her, we will take her where we want," growled one of the smaller, unmarked orcs. His voice was full of malice. Grnish soon took care of him with the swift movement of his broad blade. He then yelled to the others. "My orders come directly from 'Him'! We were to come to this place and find a she-elf and take this elf directly to 'Him', unharmed and unspoiled. Anyone who chooses to disagree stand now!" Two small orcs stood up and before they could say that they disagreed with Grnish, two larger orcs rushed to cut off their heads. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground as blood splattered everything near it. There were no more arguments. Everything was settled - for the moment. But the commoners would not settle for long when these 'upstarts' had killed their leader and two of their comrades. But they waited and would take revenge when they had a plan. Now was the time to get ready, they were breaking camp. Grnish yelled for someone to pick up the she-elf.
***
As soon as Cindy heard Grnish speak of "Him" she thought he had meant Him, her father. 'But no,' she thought frightened, 'he's dead, and if this is truly Middle Earth, then he is talking about Sauron, for he bears the Red Eye, and the servants of Sauron are never to speak his name, or use his name in writing.' But why did that orc call her an elf? She realized that he knew she would be here, meaning that 'He' had brought her here, but why? Even as she questioned herself, she thought she knew the answer, but did not want to think it was true. She clutched her LOTR book closely. She needed to get away from them. The opportunity showed itself when an orc came to take her. While picking her up, she grabbed his blade and with all the strength she could muster, tried to thrust it through his thick body, but the blade was surprisingly sharp and she sliced through him with ease. He made no sound as he sank to his knees. Cindy pulled the blade from his body and was about to get away when some orc yelled. Grnish was shouting something but Cindy's adrenaline was pulsing too hard for her to hear him as many of the orcs rushed towards her. 'I really should have thanked Mom for making me take 5 years of karate and jujitsu, it sure will come in handy' Was Cindy's last thought before she was swept away into the heat of battle. She slashed at anything that moved close to her, but was always on the defense, though the orcs seemed not to want to kill her, for they would not use their blades towards her, only their bare hands. Holding the crude blade in one hand and her precious book in the other, she slashed out and sliced off many of their hands or arms if they came within her reach before something came in contact with the back of her head, knocking her unconscious.
It was at this moment when a patrol of elves attacked and slaughtered the company of orcs.
***
Harim and his patrol had spotted the orcs' campfire and surrounded it. He had seen the girl and heard the arguments about her. Apparently she was someone of importance to Sauron, that much was clear. He had no clue why the Dark Demon would want a scrawny little girl but if he wanted her, that Harim had to stop him from getting her. He was about to attack when the girl sliced through one of her captors. That had caught him off guard. He had thought of her as part of the enemy, since she was traveling with them. He also thought that she was totally helpless, bringing the reason for all those beasts. But when he saw the girl rendered unconscious, he gathered his wits and troops and attacked.
The battle did not last long and after all the orcs were slaughtered Harim set out to find the girl. There she was, in the same spot he had last seen her fall. Her eyes were closed, her dark brown hair was a mess. He picked her up, thought about how light she was, and realized that she was starved. He knew then that she was only a prisoner. He quickly brought her to where his patrol was camping for the evening and nursed her wounds, the one on the back of her head and the one over her eye, though he had no idea on how she came to that certain injury.
A/N: To Laura - I was not plagiarizing Martina McBride ! So she wrote a song about a mother who sent her kids to the fair and burned the house down with her husband in it. There are many distinct differences that make this story MYNE! Sorry for ranting but I don't like to be called a plagiarist, being that I am a writer and original. FYI - I got the idea for this story before I heard anything about her song *Sticks out tounge* so there!
Chapter 2
The next thing Cindy knew was that she was lying on the ground. She could taste the dirt in her mouth. She felt her LOTR book poking her in the stomach and her cd case on her back. She hoped it wasn't broken. The ringing in her ears stopped and she heard people arguing next to her. Or at least, she thought they were people, but their voices were very rough, they croaked a lot and then one of them growled. People didn't growl. She turned her head to where the voices were coming from and silently gasped. They weren't people at all. They were covered in dirt and slime, had deformed faces and lots of bulk, and reminded her of the creatures called orcs in J. R. R. Tolkien's book Lord of the Rings. But they couldn't be. As she studied these creatures she saw an unusual marking on each of these foul creatures and knew instantly that it was . Then she noted that others had no markings, where a bit darker than the others, and their weapons were more primitive than those with the Eye mark on them. In her mind, the answers to her questions rang in her ears, .
But Cindy would not believe it. There was no way she could be in Middle Earth, could there? There was no way she could be in this place that she had dreamed about for so long. How many stars had she wished on for this to come true? Why did she have to end up in an orc nest? And how did she know that the other orcs were from the dark forests of Mirkwood? Where was she, really? But Cindy could not ponder this for the orcs' argument was now very heated and she could not help but hear what they said for she was only a few feet away from them. Apparently it was between the Eye orcs and the other 'Mirkwood' orcs.
***
"We are to head to Mordor. Not to your dirty little hideouts," snarled Grnish, one of the biggest orcs and leader of his company. He would not let these 'commoners' ruin his mission that 'He' had appointed him. But those commoners had other plans.
"We found her, we will take her where we want," growled one of the smaller, unmarked orcs. His voice was full of malice. Grnish soon took care of him with the swift movement of his broad blade. He then yelled to the others. "My orders come directly from 'Him'! We were to come to this place and find a she-elf and take this elf directly to 'Him', unharmed and unspoiled. Anyone who chooses to disagree stand now!" Two small orcs stood up and before they could say that they disagreed with Grnish, two larger orcs rushed to cut off their heads. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground as blood splattered everything near it. There were no more arguments. Everything was settled - for the moment. But the commoners would not settle for long when these 'upstarts' had killed their leader and two of their comrades. But they waited and would take revenge when they had a plan. Now was the time to get ready, they were breaking camp. Grnish yelled for someone to pick up the she-elf.
***
As soon as Cindy heard Grnish speak of "Him" she thought he had meant Him, her father. 'But no,' she thought frightened, 'he's dead, and if this is truly Middle Earth, then he is talking about Sauron, for he bears the Red Eye, and the servants of Sauron are never to speak his name, or use his name in writing.' But why did that orc call her an elf? She realized that he knew she would be here, meaning that 'He' had brought her here, but why? Even as she questioned herself, she thought she knew the answer, but did not want to think it was true. She clutched her LOTR book closely. She needed to get away from them. The opportunity showed itself when an orc came to take her. While picking her up, she grabbed his blade and with all the strength she could muster, tried to thrust it through his thick body, but the blade was surprisingly sharp and she sliced through him with ease. He made no sound as he sank to his knees. Cindy pulled the blade from his body and was about to get away when some orc yelled. Grnish was shouting something but Cindy's adrenaline was pulsing too hard for her to hear him as many of the orcs rushed towards her. 'I really should have thanked Mom for making me take 5 years of karate and jujitsu, it sure will come in handy' Was Cindy's last thought before she was swept away into the heat of battle. She slashed at anything that moved close to her, but was always on the defense, though the orcs seemed not to want to kill her, for they would not use their blades towards her, only their bare hands. Holding the crude blade in one hand and her precious book in the other, she slashed out and sliced off many of their hands or arms if they came within her reach before something came in contact with the back of her head, knocking her unconscious.
It was at this moment when a patrol of elves attacked and slaughtered the company of orcs.
***
Harim and his patrol had spotted the orcs' campfire and surrounded it. He had seen the girl and heard the arguments about her. Apparently she was someone of importance to Sauron, that much was clear. He had no clue why the Dark Demon would want a scrawny little girl but if he wanted her, that Harim had to stop him from getting her. He was about to attack when the girl sliced through one of her captors. That had caught him off guard. He had thought of her as part of the enemy, since she was traveling with them. He also thought that she was totally helpless, bringing the reason for all those beasts. But when he saw the girl rendered unconscious, he gathered his wits and troops and attacked.
The battle did not last long and after all the orcs were slaughtered Harim set out to find the girl. There she was, in the same spot he had last seen her fall. Her eyes were closed, her dark brown hair was a mess. He picked her up, thought about how light she was, and realized that she was starved. He knew then that she was only a prisoner. He quickly brought her to where his patrol was camping for the evening and nursed her wounds, the one on the back of her head and the one over her eye, though he had no idea on how she came to that certain injury.