After the First Death – chapter two
Are We Saved?
Authors note: I do not own the characters. This part is kind of lame and cheesy. I'll admit that. But, if nothing less, read the end of this story. It's the lead up to the rest of the story. I couldn't leave the original plot alone and what-not. So don't be mad or expect a lot. It is my first time. Thanks. Read on and hopefully you'll enjoy.
Pippin and Merry were taken by the Orcs to their 'home' for the night were they knew they would be tortured. Pippin had given up struggling long ago, not long after he lost sight of Boromir and the others. Merry had struggled until he ran out of energy. Pippin lay over the Orcs shoulder, lifeless. He felt like he was dead, although it's hard to feel dead when your alive but he did. That was the main reason why Merry struggled. For Merry could see Pippin but Pippin couldn't see him. Merry called to him several times letting him know he was still there and to get a response from him. Pippin hardly took notice at all. They stayed this way for quit some time. The next thing he knew he woke up.
"Huh?" Merry replied to himself. "I fell………asleep?" Pippin stirred too. They heard the sounds that were coming from this cave. Pippins eyes filled with horror at the sight of all these orcs. Merry glanced over at Pippin and was pleasantly surprised to see him looking at him. Even if his eyes were full of terror. Merry knew he hadn't lost Pippin.
They spent many days being tortured by many oddities. Whips and so forth. The worst torture was that they were gagged and placed next to each other. They were roped nearby but too far. They could see each other but they couldn't talked because they were gagged. They were to far away to touch anything but slight brushes when they strained as hard as they could. All they could do was look at each other and hope the other got what he was thinking.
Originally they were tortured about the ring. Once the Orcs realized that they had the wrong halflings, their torturing moved onto the whereabouts of their friends. Merrys reply was, "I don't rightly know" and "they're too good for you, you'll never find them." The latter of the reply's always got him a good whipping. And he didn't know why he even used it when he knew what would happen. Pippins replies were along the lines of "Friends? What friends? I don't have any friends." or he would act like a complete fool (believe it or not, he's not already a complete fool) and start asking them stupid questions in reply like the previous one. As the days went on and as they saw more and more Orcs and hooded men go by. Pippin started to notice a bit of a difference in a few of them, Merry didn't care. One day Merry caught word that they were going to be killed that day. Pippin missed it, they tied up again so they couldn't talk. Merry made enough of a raucous to catch Pippins attention and none more least he get unwanted attention form the Orcs. His eyes conveyed the wanted message. Maybe not the exact message but enough to get Pippin scared. By now they both knew that they wouldn't be saved.
A short while went by and the Orcs came for them. Pippin closed his eyes and waited for it to be all over with. ~* Just come. Take us from this earth. Take us away. *~ Pippins thoughts were very dark and dreary.
Merry watched them come in horror but noticed that one stuck out from the crowd. He was in a black hood and stood behind the Orcs a ways. He stood there motionless for a while. Merry looked as close as possible. He could swear there was something queer about the creature, but he couldn't tell what. He quit trying when the orcs started coming near. Just when the Orcs got close he heard a whistle. A signal. Before he could think an arrow hit the biggest orc around. The one that was about to cut the ropes. He glanced back to the hooded thing in time to see it pull its bow back in and move out of the way. ~* What's going on. Pippin! Pippin open your eyes. *~ As if Pippin could hear Merrys thoughts he opened his eyes and watched in amazement. Several more hooded creatures appeared. They were friendly and were fighting for them. In the hubbub Pippin figured away to wriggle out of his gag. Several orcs fell and one of the hooded creatures came up to there spot in the cave. Pippin screamed as loud as he could because even though these creatures were fighting for them, it didn't mean they meant good will on the young hobbits. They couldn't even see the figures faces.
A voice came from the hooded creature, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, little ones. Do you want all of us dead?" Then he cut their ropes. Pippins first. Pippin thought he recognized the knife used. The creature un-gagged Merry then took them off. The orcs were busy with the others. The creatures took the hobbits close to him and covered them with his cloak. He moved them quickly to a darker crevasse then out as quickly as he could. The other hooded things also drew back and lost the orcs. You wouldn't think them able to but with the fact that they were killing so many so fast, they put the orcs in a tail spin. They had been taken so fast that they didn't know what to do.
The creature who had Merry and Pippin carried them away as he ran. One under each arm. They reached a spot that still had trees where they ran into someone thy didn't expect. "Gimli?" Merry choked out.
"You seem surprised," came the dwarves response. As he quietly laughed at the still scared hobbits. The dwarf was able to round up a few ponies and had them a little ways off. The creature that had taken the hobbits out looked back the way they came for his friends. Merry had left him to talk with Gimli to find out what happened. Gimli wouldn't tell him though. Pippin stayed with this shadowy figure. He felt protected even though he was still afraid. He stood out side the cloak but kept a firm grasp on it subconsciously. "It'll be alright. Your safe now my little one." The creature said gently. He put his hand on the hobbits head. Then slid it down to his shoulder. The one farthest from the creatures body. "Your safe with me." Pippin really did feel safe so he leaned into the creature. He smelled good. He smelled like someone he knew. Or had known. ~* It can't be. But methinks it is. He did call me his little one. But they killed him. Didn't they? I never saw him killed. But how could he survive. The cloak, the voice, the knife, the smell, it must he him. *~
Authors note: Really bored. Chapter three will be better. Please read and review. I really want to know what you think. Bet you can guess who the hooded person is. It'll say in the beginning of the next chapter. I haven't written it out yet but I know what I'm doing. So you'll find out unless your smart enough to already have figured it out. You'd have to have figured it out. Pippin isn't the smartest and he already has……but then again I wrote it so. Heh. Tell me what you think, please.
Are We Saved?
Authors note: I do not own the characters. This part is kind of lame and cheesy. I'll admit that. But, if nothing less, read the end of this story. It's the lead up to the rest of the story. I couldn't leave the original plot alone and what-not. So don't be mad or expect a lot. It is my first time. Thanks. Read on and hopefully you'll enjoy.
Pippin and Merry were taken by the Orcs to their 'home' for the night were they knew they would be tortured. Pippin had given up struggling long ago, not long after he lost sight of Boromir and the others. Merry had struggled until he ran out of energy. Pippin lay over the Orcs shoulder, lifeless. He felt like he was dead, although it's hard to feel dead when your alive but he did. That was the main reason why Merry struggled. For Merry could see Pippin but Pippin couldn't see him. Merry called to him several times letting him know he was still there and to get a response from him. Pippin hardly took notice at all. They stayed this way for quit some time. The next thing he knew he woke up.
"Huh?" Merry replied to himself. "I fell………asleep?" Pippin stirred too. They heard the sounds that were coming from this cave. Pippins eyes filled with horror at the sight of all these orcs. Merry glanced over at Pippin and was pleasantly surprised to see him looking at him. Even if his eyes were full of terror. Merry knew he hadn't lost Pippin.
They spent many days being tortured by many oddities. Whips and so forth. The worst torture was that they were gagged and placed next to each other. They were roped nearby but too far. They could see each other but they couldn't talked because they were gagged. They were to far away to touch anything but slight brushes when they strained as hard as they could. All they could do was look at each other and hope the other got what he was thinking.
Originally they were tortured about the ring. Once the Orcs realized that they had the wrong halflings, their torturing moved onto the whereabouts of their friends. Merrys reply was, "I don't rightly know" and "they're too good for you, you'll never find them." The latter of the reply's always got him a good whipping. And he didn't know why he even used it when he knew what would happen. Pippins replies were along the lines of "Friends? What friends? I don't have any friends." or he would act like a complete fool (believe it or not, he's not already a complete fool) and start asking them stupid questions in reply like the previous one. As the days went on and as they saw more and more Orcs and hooded men go by. Pippin started to notice a bit of a difference in a few of them, Merry didn't care. One day Merry caught word that they were going to be killed that day. Pippin missed it, they tied up again so they couldn't talk. Merry made enough of a raucous to catch Pippins attention and none more least he get unwanted attention form the Orcs. His eyes conveyed the wanted message. Maybe not the exact message but enough to get Pippin scared. By now they both knew that they wouldn't be saved.
A short while went by and the Orcs came for them. Pippin closed his eyes and waited for it to be all over with. ~* Just come. Take us from this earth. Take us away. *~ Pippins thoughts were very dark and dreary.
Merry watched them come in horror but noticed that one stuck out from the crowd. He was in a black hood and stood behind the Orcs a ways. He stood there motionless for a while. Merry looked as close as possible. He could swear there was something queer about the creature, but he couldn't tell what. He quit trying when the orcs started coming near. Just when the Orcs got close he heard a whistle. A signal. Before he could think an arrow hit the biggest orc around. The one that was about to cut the ropes. He glanced back to the hooded thing in time to see it pull its bow back in and move out of the way. ~* What's going on. Pippin! Pippin open your eyes. *~ As if Pippin could hear Merrys thoughts he opened his eyes and watched in amazement. Several more hooded creatures appeared. They were friendly and were fighting for them. In the hubbub Pippin figured away to wriggle out of his gag. Several orcs fell and one of the hooded creatures came up to there spot in the cave. Pippin screamed as loud as he could because even though these creatures were fighting for them, it didn't mean they meant good will on the young hobbits. They couldn't even see the figures faces.
A voice came from the hooded creature, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, little ones. Do you want all of us dead?" Then he cut their ropes. Pippins first. Pippin thought he recognized the knife used. The creature un-gagged Merry then took them off. The orcs were busy with the others. The creatures took the hobbits close to him and covered them with his cloak. He moved them quickly to a darker crevasse then out as quickly as he could. The other hooded things also drew back and lost the orcs. You wouldn't think them able to but with the fact that they were killing so many so fast, they put the orcs in a tail spin. They had been taken so fast that they didn't know what to do.
The creature who had Merry and Pippin carried them away as he ran. One under each arm. They reached a spot that still had trees where they ran into someone thy didn't expect. "Gimli?" Merry choked out.
"You seem surprised," came the dwarves response. As he quietly laughed at the still scared hobbits. The dwarf was able to round up a few ponies and had them a little ways off. The creature that had taken the hobbits out looked back the way they came for his friends. Merry had left him to talk with Gimli to find out what happened. Gimli wouldn't tell him though. Pippin stayed with this shadowy figure. He felt protected even though he was still afraid. He stood out side the cloak but kept a firm grasp on it subconsciously. "It'll be alright. Your safe now my little one." The creature said gently. He put his hand on the hobbits head. Then slid it down to his shoulder. The one farthest from the creatures body. "Your safe with me." Pippin really did feel safe so he leaned into the creature. He smelled good. He smelled like someone he knew. Or had known. ~* It can't be. But methinks it is. He did call me his little one. But they killed him. Didn't they? I never saw him killed. But how could he survive. The cloak, the voice, the knife, the smell, it must he him. *~
Authors note: Really bored. Chapter three will be better. Please read and review. I really want to know what you think. Bet you can guess who the hooded person is. It'll say in the beginning of the next chapter. I haven't written it out yet but I know what I'm doing. So you'll find out unless your smart enough to already have figured it out. You'd have to have figured it out. Pippin isn't the smartest and he already has……but then again I wrote it so. Heh. Tell me what you think, please.