Shadow and Flame
Disclaimer: Oh, to hell with you! You know damn well that I don't own LOTR! Why bother! _
A/N: I have decided not to concentrate on Legolas, Gimli, Gandalf and Boromir. But on Merry, Pippin, and Shade. If I get enough reviews (Hint, Hint) that ya'll want to hear about the guys then I'll add their happenings before they all meet up at Isengard. Because I have to go with the book on this, and we all know how long that book is. And this [] means they are talking telepathically. And this ** ** means they are thinking.
Chapter six, Orcs who don't listen die.
Pippin sat down his arms and legs were bound and he was quite confused about the events of the previous hours. The Orcs had captured him, Merry, and Shade. He knew Shade was with them because he had seen her earlier being carried over the shoulder of an Orc.
Unfortunately seeing Shade did little to help the young hobbits spirits. Her outer tunic had been removed, leaving only her inner tunic to protect her from autumns chill, torn in half, and one of those halves had been wrapped about her middle, and was now soaked in blood. Her normally tan skin was deathly pale, and she was shivering from the cold. The other half of the tunic used to bandage the other two hobbits cuts mainly the gash on Merry's head.
Pippin stopped thinking only as two Orcs approached him, one carrying a fully terrified Merry and the other the still unconscious Shade. Their legs and hands where bound as well. Pippin really did not see the point in it; they weren't going anywhere surrounded by Orcs. Merry grunted as he was roughly thrown to the ground.
"Hello Pippin, nice night isn't it?" Merry asked sarcastically.
"Oh, indeed." Pippin answered equally sarcastic, then he turned serious. "Has she been out all day?"
"Yeah, the Orc carrying me was right next to the one carrying Shade." Merry said concerned. "Look at that wound, if I were her I be out for days, well no, if I were her I'd be dead."
Pippin began to struggle at his bond out uselessly " I wish I could get free!"
One of the Orcs walked over snarling "If I had my wish, you'd be dead!" He picked up Pippin bringing his yellow fangs close to the hobbit's face. "I'd make you suffer, you miserable rat!" he threw Pippin down and glared at him, then his eyes traveled over to Shade "Well now, maybe carrying her, won't be such a burden." Several of the Orcs laughed. The Orc crouched down next to Shade.
"Don't you touch her!" Merry and Pippin yelled at the Orc. Struggling to get up.
"Silence!" The Orc growled back at them, he put his hand onto Shade's inner tunic and began to pull it down.
Shade's eyes snapped open "DON'T TOUCH ME ORC!!" She snarled there was so much venom in her voice that Merry and Pippin blinked in surprise, and just like in Moria, her skin glowed white-hot, only this time it had a more physical effect on the enemy. The Orc touching her burst into flames and screamed in agony running around trying to put out the flames, but to no avail only a few moments had passed before the Orc's charred remains lay on the ground.
The other Orcs, looked around at each other baffled, then burst into laughter.
"It is just as well." Claimed one Orc with a deep voice "I have my orders: the prisoners are not to be searched or plundered, alive and as captured; no spoiling."
"Not our orders!" said one rebellious voice. "We have come all the way from the mines of Moria and wish to kill. And we know that girl; she has lived in the mines for five millennia, and is very powerful. We should kill her and the halflings now, while they are weak and return north."
"Then you can wish again," said the deep voice "I am Uglùk. I command. We will return to Isengard by the shortest way, and will follow orders."
"Then we will separate." Growled another voice.
"No, we will stay together!" said Uglùk "I don't trust you. You filthy pig! You've got no guts outside of your own sties. But for us you'd all have run away. We are fighting Uruk-Hia! We injured a great warrior and slowed are enemies down to a walk! We took prisoners. We are servants of Saruman the wise, the White Hand: the Hand that gives us man flesh to eat. We came out of Isengard and led you here and we shall lead you back the way we choose. I am Uglùk. I have spoken."
The Orcs went on quarreling, like this for some time. Until finally, as it is with quarrelling Orcs, all hell broke loose. The Orcs pulled out their weapons and the Northerners began to fight the Isengarders.
One of the Orcs tripped over Pippin, and his sword cut the bonds on his wrists. 'I've got a chance now.' Pippin thought scrambling to make the cords look the way they had when they were tied.
"Put up your weapons fools!" Uglùk bellowed. "As much as I'd love to have you Northerners cut to pecies, we need you for the fight against the white faces. We go the shortest way to Isengard and that is final."
The Rebellious voice still shouted that he was a fool for even thinking it. So promptly Uglùk marched over to the Orc talking and slight his throat in a sure and practiced manner. "That clear?" He said glancing about daring anyone else to say anything. All was silent.
Pippin let the Orcs talk to themsleves and instead focused on Merry and Shade. He was quite conserd for them both.
[Pippin are you alright] Shade's voice rang in Pippin's head **I must be going mad. I am starting to hear things** Pippin thought dazed.
[No Pippin your not, I've opened a telepathic link. I can only do it with those who trust me. You need only to think something I and I can here it. Don't worry it won't be open forever. You can shut me out when you want to.] Shade had not moved at all.
[Oh, well in that case, I'm fine, but how are you that wound round your middle looks really nasty. And how did you do that with that Orc? It was great.]
[Thanks, don't worry I'll live it'll be a little hard to walk though. And for your last question.I have no idea. I can't always control it. That's just the way it is with Shadow Magic.]
[Shadow Magic? Is it like.like Gandalf's magic was.]? Pippin had to stop momentarily he still did not like to talk about Gandalf.
[Yes and no, Shadow Magic runs through the Shadow Stalker's bloodline. You can't always call upon something big like that. Now something small like telepathy is easy. Big things come with a need, not a want.]
[Ah, I see so Shadow Magic cannot be used for evil.]
[Precisely, everyone thought Shadow Magic was evil, just because of it's name, so the towns people killed my parents and got a mage to curse me so I'd sleep in the shadows of Moria, where I apparently me and my Shadow Magic belonged, for one thousand years. I do not know how I was awoken the first time, but after all the dwarves were killed I fell back asleep. I did not mean to, it just happened. Shadow magic faded out of history and into legend, and I was known now as a fable, The Legendary Sleepers of Shadow and Flame. The Balrog was the Flame and I the Shadow.]
[Oh dear, that must have been awful.]
[Yes, but it is over now.] Shade glanced over at Merry. [Is he all right that gash on his head looks awful?]
[Good old Merry? Naw he'll be fine.]
Uglùk shouted at them "Get the prisoners up!"
An Orc seized Pippin like a sack, put his head between his 'tied' hands, grabbed his arms and dragged them down until, Pippin's face was crushed against it's neck; then it jolted off with him. Another treated Merry the same way. The Orc's clawlike hand gripped Pippin's arms like iron; the nails bit into him. He shut his eyes and slipped back into evil dreams.
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**Poor Pippin** Shade thought glaring at the Orcs. None of them wanted to touch her.
"What do we do with her?" One of the closer Orcs asked Uglùk. "No one wants to touch her after what she did to Gòrbash."
"Knock her out then. It is obvious that she can't do a thing when shes not awake." He answered simply.
**Fools I'll never give them a chan-** her thoughts where cut off as one Orc approached her from behind and hit her at the base of the neck with the handle of his sword.
A/N: I thought it was important to give a little background info. And I am pleased (some what) to say, that I have got no flames, as of yet. I do however think flames are funny so if you don't like my story feel free to make my computer burn. ^_^ Now, please Review!
Disclaimer: Oh, to hell with you! You know damn well that I don't own LOTR! Why bother! _
A/N: I have decided not to concentrate on Legolas, Gimli, Gandalf and Boromir. But on Merry, Pippin, and Shade. If I get enough reviews (Hint, Hint) that ya'll want to hear about the guys then I'll add their happenings before they all meet up at Isengard. Because I have to go with the book on this, and we all know how long that book is. And this [] means they are talking telepathically. And this ** ** means they are thinking.
Chapter six, Orcs who don't listen die.
Pippin sat down his arms and legs were bound and he was quite confused about the events of the previous hours. The Orcs had captured him, Merry, and Shade. He knew Shade was with them because he had seen her earlier being carried over the shoulder of an Orc.
Unfortunately seeing Shade did little to help the young hobbits spirits. Her outer tunic had been removed, leaving only her inner tunic to protect her from autumns chill, torn in half, and one of those halves had been wrapped about her middle, and was now soaked in blood. Her normally tan skin was deathly pale, and she was shivering from the cold. The other half of the tunic used to bandage the other two hobbits cuts mainly the gash on Merry's head.
Pippin stopped thinking only as two Orcs approached him, one carrying a fully terrified Merry and the other the still unconscious Shade. Their legs and hands where bound as well. Pippin really did not see the point in it; they weren't going anywhere surrounded by Orcs. Merry grunted as he was roughly thrown to the ground.
"Hello Pippin, nice night isn't it?" Merry asked sarcastically.
"Oh, indeed." Pippin answered equally sarcastic, then he turned serious. "Has she been out all day?"
"Yeah, the Orc carrying me was right next to the one carrying Shade." Merry said concerned. "Look at that wound, if I were her I be out for days, well no, if I were her I'd be dead."
Pippin began to struggle at his bond out uselessly " I wish I could get free!"
One of the Orcs walked over snarling "If I had my wish, you'd be dead!" He picked up Pippin bringing his yellow fangs close to the hobbit's face. "I'd make you suffer, you miserable rat!" he threw Pippin down and glared at him, then his eyes traveled over to Shade "Well now, maybe carrying her, won't be such a burden." Several of the Orcs laughed. The Orc crouched down next to Shade.
"Don't you touch her!" Merry and Pippin yelled at the Orc. Struggling to get up.
"Silence!" The Orc growled back at them, he put his hand onto Shade's inner tunic and began to pull it down.
Shade's eyes snapped open "DON'T TOUCH ME ORC!!" She snarled there was so much venom in her voice that Merry and Pippin blinked in surprise, and just like in Moria, her skin glowed white-hot, only this time it had a more physical effect on the enemy. The Orc touching her burst into flames and screamed in agony running around trying to put out the flames, but to no avail only a few moments had passed before the Orc's charred remains lay on the ground.
The other Orcs, looked around at each other baffled, then burst into laughter.
"It is just as well." Claimed one Orc with a deep voice "I have my orders: the prisoners are not to be searched or plundered, alive and as captured; no spoiling."
"Not our orders!" said one rebellious voice. "We have come all the way from the mines of Moria and wish to kill. And we know that girl; she has lived in the mines for five millennia, and is very powerful. We should kill her and the halflings now, while they are weak and return north."
"Then you can wish again," said the deep voice "I am Uglùk. I command. We will return to Isengard by the shortest way, and will follow orders."
"Then we will separate." Growled another voice.
"No, we will stay together!" said Uglùk "I don't trust you. You filthy pig! You've got no guts outside of your own sties. But for us you'd all have run away. We are fighting Uruk-Hia! We injured a great warrior and slowed are enemies down to a walk! We took prisoners. We are servants of Saruman the wise, the White Hand: the Hand that gives us man flesh to eat. We came out of Isengard and led you here and we shall lead you back the way we choose. I am Uglùk. I have spoken."
The Orcs went on quarreling, like this for some time. Until finally, as it is with quarrelling Orcs, all hell broke loose. The Orcs pulled out their weapons and the Northerners began to fight the Isengarders.
One of the Orcs tripped over Pippin, and his sword cut the bonds on his wrists. 'I've got a chance now.' Pippin thought scrambling to make the cords look the way they had when they were tied.
"Put up your weapons fools!" Uglùk bellowed. "As much as I'd love to have you Northerners cut to pecies, we need you for the fight against the white faces. We go the shortest way to Isengard and that is final."
The Rebellious voice still shouted that he was a fool for even thinking it. So promptly Uglùk marched over to the Orc talking and slight his throat in a sure and practiced manner. "That clear?" He said glancing about daring anyone else to say anything. All was silent.
Pippin let the Orcs talk to themsleves and instead focused on Merry and Shade. He was quite conserd for them both.
[Pippin are you alright] Shade's voice rang in Pippin's head **I must be going mad. I am starting to hear things** Pippin thought dazed.
[No Pippin your not, I've opened a telepathic link. I can only do it with those who trust me. You need only to think something I and I can here it. Don't worry it won't be open forever. You can shut me out when you want to.] Shade had not moved at all.
[Oh, well in that case, I'm fine, but how are you that wound round your middle looks really nasty. And how did you do that with that Orc? It was great.]
[Thanks, don't worry I'll live it'll be a little hard to walk though. And for your last question.I have no idea. I can't always control it. That's just the way it is with Shadow Magic.]
[Shadow Magic? Is it like.like Gandalf's magic was.]? Pippin had to stop momentarily he still did not like to talk about Gandalf.
[Yes and no, Shadow Magic runs through the Shadow Stalker's bloodline. You can't always call upon something big like that. Now something small like telepathy is easy. Big things come with a need, not a want.]
[Ah, I see so Shadow Magic cannot be used for evil.]
[Precisely, everyone thought Shadow Magic was evil, just because of it's name, so the towns people killed my parents and got a mage to curse me so I'd sleep in the shadows of Moria, where I apparently me and my Shadow Magic belonged, for one thousand years. I do not know how I was awoken the first time, but after all the dwarves were killed I fell back asleep. I did not mean to, it just happened. Shadow magic faded out of history and into legend, and I was known now as a fable, The Legendary Sleepers of Shadow and Flame. The Balrog was the Flame and I the Shadow.]
[Oh dear, that must have been awful.]
[Yes, but it is over now.] Shade glanced over at Merry. [Is he all right that gash on his head looks awful?]
[Good old Merry? Naw he'll be fine.]
Uglùk shouted at them "Get the prisoners up!"
An Orc seized Pippin like a sack, put his head between his 'tied' hands, grabbed his arms and dragged them down until, Pippin's face was crushed against it's neck; then it jolted off with him. Another treated Merry the same way. The Orc's clawlike hand gripped Pippin's arms like iron; the nails bit into him. He shut his eyes and slipped back into evil dreams.
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**Poor Pippin** Shade thought glaring at the Orcs. None of them wanted to touch her.
"What do we do with her?" One of the closer Orcs asked Uglùk. "No one wants to touch her after what she did to Gòrbash."
"Knock her out then. It is obvious that she can't do a thing when shes not awake." He answered simply.
**Fools I'll never give them a chan-** her thoughts where cut off as one Orc approached her from behind and hit her at the base of the neck with the handle of his sword.
A/N: I thought it was important to give a little background info. And I am pleased (some what) to say, that I have got no flames, as of yet. I do however think flames are funny so if you don't like my story feel free to make my computer burn. ^_^ Now, please Review!