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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fan fiction is based on The Lord of the Rings movies, but, yes, I have read The Lord of the Rings, and yes, I know some of the stuff I put in my stories is incorrect. This is FAN fiction! I am a fan, and this is my fiction. So, please do not review with everything that is incorrect! Also, no one knows how the Uruk-hai are. No one knows their personality. They DO have a little bit of elven blood, so maybe they're like elves-poetic and everything!
The Uruk-hai
Chapter Three
"Speak, Uruk-hai!" The elf commanded.
I opened my mouth to say something, but only a squeak came out.
"Speak! And where is your white hand?"
"My name is Urtz. My cousin, Purtz, is marching to Helm's Deep to attack it. Some man named Elessar killed my brother, Lurtz. He was the leading Uruk-hai at the actual first battle of the War of the Ring."
Legolas and Gimili (the elf and the dwarf) looked at each other.
"He was killed in battle. He fell off of a cliff while battling Warg Riders," Legolas said quietly, "Speak more." He said a little more firmly.
"I ran away from Isengard," I explained. "I no longer wanted to be a part of evil. I am hoping I can join you, if you are a force of good, defend Helm's Deep."
"What about Pertz or whatever your cousin's name is?"
"I believe he did not want to be a part of anything. But he is."
"Why? Couldn't he just say something? Or at least run, like you did?"
"He knew his fate.
"Elf, dwarf, you must understand all of us Uruk-hai are treated lesser than we are. My own mother used to be a notable, important elf, until Saruman tortured her and bred her with my father, a notable and important goblin. Lurtz and I were twins, but I was older. My mother's brother was Purtz's father. His mother was a goblin. My father's sister, in fact."
"You say was," Legolas said, "Are they no longer alive?"
"Saruman killed the goblins. The elves-"
"Orcs." Legolas corrected.
"Just because they were tortured and survived, which is very noble for an elf, they deserve a new name?!"
Legolas hung his head in embarrassment. "No, milady."
"Urtz." I said. "Call me Urtz. Even though I wish to be a civilized killing machine, milady sounds TOO civilized.
"The elves died of grief, as elves can."
Legolas then realized something. If Aragorn was dead, wouldn't lady Arwen die of grief? "Helm's Deep," he told me, and pointed ahead at a stone structure ahead of us, "We are nearly there."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fan fiction is based on The Lord of the Rings movies, but, yes, I have read The Lord of the Rings, and yes, I know some of the stuff I put in my stories is incorrect. This is FAN fiction! I am a fan, and this is my fiction. So, please do not review with everything that is incorrect! Also, no one knows how the Uruk-hai are. No one knows their personality. They DO have a little bit of elven blood, so maybe they're like elves-poetic and everything!
The Uruk-hai
Chapter Three
"Speak, Uruk-hai!" The elf commanded.
I opened my mouth to say something, but only a squeak came out.
"Speak! And where is your white hand?"
"My name is Urtz. My cousin, Purtz, is marching to Helm's Deep to attack it. Some man named Elessar killed my brother, Lurtz. He was the leading Uruk-hai at the actual first battle of the War of the Ring."
Legolas and Gimili (the elf and the dwarf) looked at each other.
"He was killed in battle. He fell off of a cliff while battling Warg Riders," Legolas said quietly, "Speak more." He said a little more firmly.
"I ran away from Isengard," I explained. "I no longer wanted to be a part of evil. I am hoping I can join you, if you are a force of good, defend Helm's Deep."
"What about Pertz or whatever your cousin's name is?"
"I believe he did not want to be a part of anything. But he is."
"Why? Couldn't he just say something? Or at least run, like you did?"
"He knew his fate.
"Elf, dwarf, you must understand all of us Uruk-hai are treated lesser than we are. My own mother used to be a notable, important elf, until Saruman tortured her and bred her with my father, a notable and important goblin. Lurtz and I were twins, but I was older. My mother's brother was Purtz's father. His mother was a goblin. My father's sister, in fact."
"You say was," Legolas said, "Are they no longer alive?"
"Saruman killed the goblins. The elves-"
"Orcs." Legolas corrected.
"Just because they were tortured and survived, which is very noble for an elf, they deserve a new name?!"
Legolas hung his head in embarrassment. "No, milady."
"Urtz." I said. "Call me Urtz. Even though I wish to be a civilized killing machine, milady sounds TOO civilized.
"The elves died of grief, as elves can."
Legolas then realized something. If Aragorn was dead, wouldn't lady Arwen die of grief? "Helm's Deep," he told me, and pointed ahead at a stone structure ahead of us, "We are nearly there."