Telling

(A/N: That is an interesting choice of costume Irish QT...Yeah well! Happy Halloween every one! Muhahahahahahaha! Stay tuned...I'm going to write one for Halloween...and Christmas and...you get it! But! It might not be Lord of the rings...so watch out! Muhahahaha! I have a 4 day weekend so this story is going to be pretty long.)

"My Lord the Elf is missing." An Orc said to the Dark-figure in front of him. "Which one?" He asked. "The prince. He escaped awhile ago. We meant to tell you but you weren't around." The Orc said. "He was very valuable! GET HIM BACK! NOW!" The dark figure said.

"But where to go, My lord?" The Orc asked. "Rivendell." The dark-cloaked figure said. The Orc gave him a hideous smile and ran off to gather others.

"We are going to ambush them during the night. Show no mercy!" The Orc shouted. "YEAH!" the group of 500 Orcs and Urak-hai shouted.

"We leave at midnight tonight. Anyone who wishes to come find that prince again, will meet us here at midnight!" The Orc shouted.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

MIDNIGHT

There was a gathering of at least 600 at midnight. They left The Caves and marched to Rivendell, taking a secret path and getting there in 8 hours.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

There were 700 Elves lined up in front of the houses of healing. They were ready for battle. Lord Elrond had foreseen it.