Whatever Happened to Merry and Pippin?
Author's note-I am happy beyond belief! I really am. What would make me happier is if you read my other story -it is about Frodo, and the other hobbits along with legolas find that the shire has been destroyed. There are orcs and stuff in it as well.
But enjoy this chapter anyway-I will try to make it longer ok?
Chapter 5- Rescued or not?
Gimli mumbled to himself as the trio trudged along a dirt path the orcs had made when they had passed there. Aragorn bent down to inspect the markings.
"They are quite fresh, about 3 hours old, I would say," Aragorn explained. Legolas unleashed a great leap from a rock and smiled.
"Well let's go then."
Merry rolled over onto his side, hoping to get a better glimpse of Ugluk. He was the biggest orc he had ever seen, and looked and sounded terrifying. The problem was that he was smart too. Merry had noticed how organised the huge orc was, always seemed to be on watch and ready for battle. Aimlessly, merry struggled to get out of his bonds that secured his feet and arms together. Pippin was a few feet away from him, breathing with difficulty and most likely to still be unconscious, he couldn't see for Pippin was faced the other way.
Pippin wasn't asleep or unconscious but was very much awake and in pain. The unbearable torment had lessened when Ugluk had poured something down his throat, but he didn't feel much better and didn't really want to think what the liquid that he had was. All that was better was that he wasn't cold anymore however that didn't really help him much. He knew Merry was on the other side of him, he could hear his cousin calling him when the orcs were distracted. He barely noticed when the orcs picked him up, except for a dull pain spreading all over his body. They travelled making Merry run most of the way, once and again, teasing him with the whip, but Pippin was thrown mercilessly over an orcs' shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried miles and miles, till the sky darkened and a terrible storm lashed against the orc tribe.
"Stop and bring the prisoners over here," Ugluk ordered in his normal low tone. They took shelter in a small freezing cave, the foul stench of orcs all around the two hobbits.
"Pippin, Pip wake up," Merry whispered nudging Pippin in his side. Pippin groaned angrily and his eyes flickered open.
"Oh Pippin, I'm so glad you have woken up. I was so worried," Merry started before Pippin could even look up.
"Merry where are we? What happened, where is that orc?" Pippin fired question after question.
"I don't now and I cannot answer all of your questions now, for there are orcs on watch," Merry replied. As Merry said that, a close by orc who was on watch harshly kicked him. He gasped in pain, but managed to keep under control. Pippin shuddered besides him, and merry couldn't help but move closer to his hurt cousin.
"We will get out of this," Merry reassured as they both snuggled near each other to keep warm.
"What do you see?"Gimli moaned quite patheticly, seeing the elf besides him as he jumped down from a tree.
"I see them, not far off, but surrounded by caves and rocky areas," Legolas reported excitedly.
The wind snapped and whipped at their faces like invisible lashings of force, Gimli didn't seem to mind with his long beard protecting him although Legolas and Aragorn were not enjoying the experience at all, especially Legolas who was struggling to keep his long blonde hair out of his face (and mouth when he talked).
"Let us go now, for the orcs would have stopped in this kind of weather," Aragorn forced himself to say. Reluctantly Legolas followed, grabbing his bow close to him.
The wind raged outside of the cave, Pippin thought it would be impossible for anyone to travel in such conditions, even orcs. This pleased Pippin a touch, for he didn't want to be out in that kind of weather. He found it hard to move, his rib was either broken or had been bruised from that event with Sarnak. Pippin closed his eyes and tried to get some rest, Merry was sound asleep beside him, still snuggled up against his side, and he winced in pain as he moved slightly to get into a better position for sleeping.
Merry and Pippin hadn't been asleep for more than 2hours when a sudden cry woke them both in a second. Orcs were running up and down the cave, Merry could see Ugluk growling orders, then in a bored huff he left the cave to join the fray.
Little did the hobbits know about what was going on outside, but they were about to find out.
A slender figure, not like the orcs slipped into the cave. Standing out in the dim coloured scene but not being noticed.
Merry watched as the figure got closer to where he was sitting, and he immediately knew whom it was.
"Legolas!" he cried moving as much as he could with the rope still tight around his ankles and hands. Legolas smiled warmly and that gave Merry a sense of strength. Silently the elf cut the bonds on Merry and Pippin and examined Pippin's wounds.
"Pippin I need you to get up so we can get out of this dreadful place," Legolas' voice echoed in the cold orc sanctuary. Pippin nodded and wobbly got up; luckily his legs had not been hurt in the session with Sarnak so he rose as well as Merry, even though his ribs were hurt.
Legolas stared at the hobbits fondly, he wanted to grab them and hug them for being alive, but thought better of it. Orcs were near and Aragorn and Gimli couldn't fight them off on their own...could they?
Without warning a stray orc noticed the strange posture helping the hobbits up. He crept over best he could and used his axe to knock out the elf from behind.
"Legolas! Look out," Merry and Pippin shouted in unison. But it was too late, before Legolas could turn round to move out of the way, he fell unconscious from the blow to his head. Merry and Pippin stood shocked at what happened, Legolas had tried to save them but now he was only a prisoner just like them.
Outside, Aragorn signalled for Gimli to draw back, the orcs were too many, they had one choice, leave without Legolas, merry and Pippin or get caught. Aragorn thought quickly retreating to a safer distance gimli followed reluctantly. One way or another they had to get the three back...
Author's note-I am happy beyond belief! I really am. What would make me happier is if you read my other story -it is about Frodo, and the other hobbits along with legolas find that the shire has been destroyed. There are orcs and stuff in it as well.
But enjoy this chapter anyway-I will try to make it longer ok?
Chapter 5- Rescued or not?
Gimli mumbled to himself as the trio trudged along a dirt path the orcs had made when they had passed there. Aragorn bent down to inspect the markings.
"They are quite fresh, about 3 hours old, I would say," Aragorn explained. Legolas unleashed a great leap from a rock and smiled.
"Well let's go then."
Merry rolled over onto his side, hoping to get a better glimpse of Ugluk. He was the biggest orc he had ever seen, and looked and sounded terrifying. The problem was that he was smart too. Merry had noticed how organised the huge orc was, always seemed to be on watch and ready for battle. Aimlessly, merry struggled to get out of his bonds that secured his feet and arms together. Pippin was a few feet away from him, breathing with difficulty and most likely to still be unconscious, he couldn't see for Pippin was faced the other way.
Pippin wasn't asleep or unconscious but was very much awake and in pain. The unbearable torment had lessened when Ugluk had poured something down his throat, but he didn't feel much better and didn't really want to think what the liquid that he had was. All that was better was that he wasn't cold anymore however that didn't really help him much. He knew Merry was on the other side of him, he could hear his cousin calling him when the orcs were distracted. He barely noticed when the orcs picked him up, except for a dull pain spreading all over his body. They travelled making Merry run most of the way, once and again, teasing him with the whip, but Pippin was thrown mercilessly over an orcs' shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried miles and miles, till the sky darkened and a terrible storm lashed against the orc tribe.
"Stop and bring the prisoners over here," Ugluk ordered in his normal low tone. They took shelter in a small freezing cave, the foul stench of orcs all around the two hobbits.
"Pippin, Pip wake up," Merry whispered nudging Pippin in his side. Pippin groaned angrily and his eyes flickered open.
"Oh Pippin, I'm so glad you have woken up. I was so worried," Merry started before Pippin could even look up.
"Merry where are we? What happened, where is that orc?" Pippin fired question after question.
"I don't now and I cannot answer all of your questions now, for there are orcs on watch," Merry replied. As Merry said that, a close by orc who was on watch harshly kicked him. He gasped in pain, but managed to keep under control. Pippin shuddered besides him, and merry couldn't help but move closer to his hurt cousin.
"We will get out of this," Merry reassured as they both snuggled near each other to keep warm.
"What do you see?"Gimli moaned quite patheticly, seeing the elf besides him as he jumped down from a tree.
"I see them, not far off, but surrounded by caves and rocky areas," Legolas reported excitedly.
The wind snapped and whipped at their faces like invisible lashings of force, Gimli didn't seem to mind with his long beard protecting him although Legolas and Aragorn were not enjoying the experience at all, especially Legolas who was struggling to keep his long blonde hair out of his face (and mouth when he talked).
"Let us go now, for the orcs would have stopped in this kind of weather," Aragorn forced himself to say. Reluctantly Legolas followed, grabbing his bow close to him.
The wind raged outside of the cave, Pippin thought it would be impossible for anyone to travel in such conditions, even orcs. This pleased Pippin a touch, for he didn't want to be out in that kind of weather. He found it hard to move, his rib was either broken or had been bruised from that event with Sarnak. Pippin closed his eyes and tried to get some rest, Merry was sound asleep beside him, still snuggled up against his side, and he winced in pain as he moved slightly to get into a better position for sleeping.
Merry and Pippin hadn't been asleep for more than 2hours when a sudden cry woke them both in a second. Orcs were running up and down the cave, Merry could see Ugluk growling orders, then in a bored huff he left the cave to join the fray.
Little did the hobbits know about what was going on outside, but they were about to find out.
A slender figure, not like the orcs slipped into the cave. Standing out in the dim coloured scene but not being noticed.
Merry watched as the figure got closer to where he was sitting, and he immediately knew whom it was.
"Legolas!" he cried moving as much as he could with the rope still tight around his ankles and hands. Legolas smiled warmly and that gave Merry a sense of strength. Silently the elf cut the bonds on Merry and Pippin and examined Pippin's wounds.
"Pippin I need you to get up so we can get out of this dreadful place," Legolas' voice echoed in the cold orc sanctuary. Pippin nodded and wobbly got up; luckily his legs had not been hurt in the session with Sarnak so he rose as well as Merry, even though his ribs were hurt.
Legolas stared at the hobbits fondly, he wanted to grab them and hug them for being alive, but thought better of it. Orcs were near and Aragorn and Gimli couldn't fight them off on their own...could they?
Without warning a stray orc noticed the strange posture helping the hobbits up. He crept over best he could and used his axe to knock out the elf from behind.
"Legolas! Look out," Merry and Pippin shouted in unison. But it was too late, before Legolas could turn round to move out of the way, he fell unconscious from the blow to his head. Merry and Pippin stood shocked at what happened, Legolas had tried to save them but now he was only a prisoner just like them.
Outside, Aragorn signalled for Gimli to draw back, the orcs were too many, they had one choice, leave without Legolas, merry and Pippin or get caught. Aragorn thought quickly retreating to a safer distance gimli followed reluctantly. One way or another they had to get the three back...