Disclaimer: i own none of the lord of the rings stuff-but i do own the
"Making of the Movie Trilogy" book!!
Author's Note:
Um, yeah. If you want to find out about what happened to the little girl/baby-read A Choice Between Lives by Stary Night-although something happens in between my story and hers-it'll give you more of an understanding about later...stuff. Oh, yeah-the little girl in her story is named Kama-but her original name was Simbelmyne-just so ya know. okay, on with the show! i mean story!
Eyes of Fire
Beginning of Doom
It had finally happened. He had been found. They were coming for him.
"Quick!" he shouted. "Get out of here!" he hurried his wife with their small infant daughter in her arms out the door to the stables.
The mob of monsters drew closer as the woman mounted her horse and strapped her baby to her chest.
"Go now!" the man told her. "I will find you!"
"NO! I can't leave you!" screamed the woman. "They'll kill you!"
The man didn't argue with her. Their time was growing short.
"Just ride! I will catch up with you!" He slapped the horse's flank and it went running through the town's streets. His wife melted into the crowd of fleeing villagers, and he stepped out of the stables, positioning himself to distract the beasts from his loved ones.
The wild men and brutish orcs advanced upon the town, and when they had spotted him and were but a moment away, he turned and ran. A couple of the orcs in front turned to go after him, while the rest spread out to rampage the village.
The man sprinted wildly around houses and through stables with orcs close behind him. The scar on his face began to burn.
He was nearing exhaustion when he reached the outskirts of the town. There were already wild men and orcs swarming around, bringing down anyone and everyone they came across.
The screaming and crying of women and children rang in his ears. He looked around and spotted his wife, still on her horse trying to make her way through the crowd. Just as she broke free and began to run away, an arrow came barreling down on her. Two more followed. The man yelled and rushed over to her, but his wife was dead.
"No!!" he cried. He wasn't allowed much time, however, for several orcs were heading right for him with their swords drawn.
He fumbled to retrieve his baby from his wife's bloody corpse. He was not quick enough.
One orc seized the child from his hands while another threw him to the ground. The orc with the baby then pushed the dead mother off the horse's back and began to run off with the horse and baby.
The man struggled to his feet and tried to run after his daughter. "Simbelmynë!" he gasped. As soon as he was up though, another orc hit him across the face, reopening his old scar. With this he mustered up what was left of his strength, and aided by rage, he unsheathed his sword and engaged in battle with the over-grown goblin.
"Arg!" he screamed as their two swords clashed. He drew back quickly then swung at the creature's thick neck. A moment later its head rolled off its neck and its body fell to the ground.
Immediately after, another orc attacked him. He took out orc after orc, but eventually began to tire. One beast took this chance to bear down on the man, who did his best to defend himself, but was not too successful. The orc pounded the man; hit him around until he was bleeding and semi- unconscious. Then the orc left with the rest of the marauding band, leaving the village in ruin and the man alone to die.
Author's Note:
Um, yeah. If you want to find out about what happened to the little girl/baby-read A Choice Between Lives by Stary Night-although something happens in between my story and hers-it'll give you more of an understanding about later...stuff. Oh, yeah-the little girl in her story is named Kama-but her original name was Simbelmyne-just so ya know. okay, on with the show! i mean story!
Eyes of Fire
Beginning of Doom
It had finally happened. He had been found. They were coming for him.
"Quick!" he shouted. "Get out of here!" he hurried his wife with their small infant daughter in her arms out the door to the stables.
The mob of monsters drew closer as the woman mounted her horse and strapped her baby to her chest.
"Go now!" the man told her. "I will find you!"
"NO! I can't leave you!" screamed the woman. "They'll kill you!"
The man didn't argue with her. Their time was growing short.
"Just ride! I will catch up with you!" He slapped the horse's flank and it went running through the town's streets. His wife melted into the crowd of fleeing villagers, and he stepped out of the stables, positioning himself to distract the beasts from his loved ones.
The wild men and brutish orcs advanced upon the town, and when they had spotted him and were but a moment away, he turned and ran. A couple of the orcs in front turned to go after him, while the rest spread out to rampage the village.
The man sprinted wildly around houses and through stables with orcs close behind him. The scar on his face began to burn.
He was nearing exhaustion when he reached the outskirts of the town. There were already wild men and orcs swarming around, bringing down anyone and everyone they came across.
The screaming and crying of women and children rang in his ears. He looked around and spotted his wife, still on her horse trying to make her way through the crowd. Just as she broke free and began to run away, an arrow came barreling down on her. Two more followed. The man yelled and rushed over to her, but his wife was dead.
"No!!" he cried. He wasn't allowed much time, however, for several orcs were heading right for him with their swords drawn.
He fumbled to retrieve his baby from his wife's bloody corpse. He was not quick enough.
One orc seized the child from his hands while another threw him to the ground. The orc with the baby then pushed the dead mother off the horse's back and began to run off with the horse and baby.
The man struggled to his feet and tried to run after his daughter. "Simbelmynë!" he gasped. As soon as he was up though, another orc hit him across the face, reopening his old scar. With this he mustered up what was left of his strength, and aided by rage, he unsheathed his sword and engaged in battle with the over-grown goblin.
"Arg!" he screamed as their two swords clashed. He drew back quickly then swung at the creature's thick neck. A moment later its head rolled off its neck and its body fell to the ground.
Immediately after, another orc attacked him. He took out orc after orc, but eventually began to tire. One beast took this chance to bear down on the man, who did his best to defend himself, but was not too successful. The orc pounded the man; hit him around until he was bleeding and semi- unconscious. Then the orc left with the rest of the marauding band, leaving the village in ruin and the man alone to die.