Disclaimer: Still don't own LOTR, but I own Graphook and all Graphook related merchandise! *hugs her Graphook plushie!*

Woo! A good chapter! This is where it starts to get REALLY interesting! Lmao, hope you enjoy, I had fun writing this chapter! Please keep on reviewing! 'Cause you know I only update for you! *All my fans* Show me you care! Lol!

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"PIPPIN!" Screamed Merry looking round for his cousin. "PIPPIN WHERE ARE YOU!?" He winced as a large Orc struck him around the face.

"You shut your mouth!" It snarled.

Merry sat down, trying to ignore the tears threatening to fall down his bruised cheeks. Pippin had been taken away with Splitbrow about 20 minutes earlier, and Merry was out of his mind with worry. Who knew what Pippin would say when he was in that state of mind? It wasn't even worth trying to bear thinking about it!

He stood up and walked over to the small bowl of water, ignoring the looks he received from some of the Orcs.

"It ain't fair!" Complained one. "That stupid half man gets fresh water, and we get nothing! I say we kill it and eat it!"

"Yeah! Or kill the little one - that one seems stupid!" Agreed another.

Merry scowled and turned towards them. "Listen up you ugly brutes! My cousin is not stupid! He's a lot nicer, better and smarter then you'll ever be so just shut up!" He felt his face burning with rage as the Orcs looked at him dumbfounded.

"MERRY!" Cried Pippin, scrambling out from Splitbrow's grip and running over to his cousin, tears spilling down his face.

Merry embraced his cousin and sighed with relief, he was okay! Pippin buried his head in Merry's shoulders and began to sob hard.

"Merry it was horrible! That big fat ugly person asked me lot's of questions! He's mean!" Wailed Pippin, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.

"I didn't get very far, that stupid halfling wouldn't talk to me, he just kept crying! How old is he?!" Asked Splitbrow in frustration.

"28." Replied Merry simply, then turned round and began offering Pippin some of the water. At that very moment, another Orc ran into the encampment with an arrow shaft sticking from his chest.

"Elf! Dwarf! Humans! Gandalf!" It gasped, It opened its mouth to say something else when. "Gluuuuurrrrghhh!" It was dead. Another arrow protruding from it's head.

"Ahh - COOL!" Yelled Pippin, Merry shook his head as he remembered how Pippin loved anything gory when he was little. Guess he never grew out of it. Another arrow shot out of the air and landed next to Splitbrow. He roared and immediately the Orcs where off and running.

Merry and Pippin felt someone lift them both into the air.

"Go!" The Orc cried. "I'll take care of these two!"

Merry recognised the voice, and as he looked down he recognised the Orc too. "Graphook?" He asked. "But I thought Splitbrow killed you! We watched him kill you!" Babbled Merry, hardly believing his own eyes.

"I'm alive and kicking! Let's go!" Replied Graphook.

"Wait!" Cried Merry. "Those are our friends! Let's just stay here!"

Graphook shook his head and took off running. "Can't do that I'm afraid, The other Orcs will get suspicious!"

Merry agreed, for they weren't the only people left in the Clearing, other Orcs where scrambling round either in a confusion or in a panic.

As Graphook left the clearing, along with Merry and Pippin, another Orc dropped dead. Gollum bounded into the death scene, bouncing along past the rows of the dead that had laid mercy to Legolas and Aragorn's bows.

"Yesssss! Precious! This way! This way!" It called, and bounded off in the direction that the Orcs took, With Frodo and the company following him.