Disclaimer: One word, Lord of the Rings is not mine. Uh, ok that's more
then one word but still, LOTR is not mine.
Chapter 4- Cause and Effect
Merry's body was sprawled awkwardly on the ground. Robin hadn't run so fast in her life. She was so worried that she had no time for tears. Her thoughts diminished with each step and breath she took. "MERRY!" her mind screamed. She hit the door first before finally functioning to open it.
Outside the sun had already risen into a big red blaze of light. Robin circled around the back of the castle with speed she did not know she possessed. The sight of her love lying on the ground, crumpled, made her breath leave her and her heart was swallowed with emptiness. Every negative possibility flew to the front of her mind. Upon losing Alda she could not afford to lose Merry too. Still, any hope that had been built up inside, was crushed but the emptiness her heart felt. By the looks for Merry's spine, nothing but the tears remained.
* * * The blonde haired elf moaned in Trance. Troubled she was by her memories and false judgement, ever since that fateful day when she had been exiled from her home. Home. The word seemed rusty at use even in her Trancehours. Where was home? Definitely not these wood with the overgrown kika fruit trees. Not the Enclosure by the waterfall. Not away from her family, no matter how many times they stabbed her in the back! Yet she had survived on her own for 500 years. Alone. Solitude was good for ones soul but only so much. She knew this of course yet she refused to feel alone and needy. "Deception, disgrace" her mind flung at her.
The female flung herself out of Trance. Would she ever stop running from time, from her past, present, and future? No. She would remain alone until time itself stood still.
The hot summer night wrapped itself around her as if offering its comfort. She brushed the protective feeling off and stood. Suddenly without warning memories of her first home rushed to be recalled. The answers to her questions were pushed farther and farther away as she fell to the moist ground, overwhelmed by a feeling of sorrow and withdrawnfulness.
* * *
Lilly lay looking at the patches of sunlight dance among the walls. The bed they lay in had been the one Silver had slept in the night before. It was already afternoon. The castle was still, a statue ready to break beneath grief. Eight children had been taken during the night and, strangely enough, not one single being in the castle, or those living around it had seen or heard anything. Not one.
Lilly's eyes began to dampen. She tried to push those thought away. Burrowing deeper down in Frodo's embrace she sighed. "How had things gone so awfully wrong?" she whispered. She turned to see if Frodo had heard her. His face was peaceful and his eyes were closed. A small smile crossed Lilly's lips. Even in slumber, Frodo held his word. As Lilly lay her head to his chest to rest her weary thoughts, the sunlight stopped dancing. A storm cloud now blocked the sun and with it Lilly felt all the joy that had ever been in her life be replaced with a heavy, dark, feeling. Millions of emotions jumbled and mixed with one another in her mind.
* * *
Rain continued to pace the floor in her children's room. She refused to do anything else. Even as Robin rushed outside to the fallen Merry, Rain made no intention to stop her activity.
As the hours crept by she walked, touching Belle's pillow and softly calling for Endrile. Although the tears fell endlessly, she didn't lift a hand to stop them. All her energy was focused on walking. In her mind, she thought if she kept this up, always walking, step after step, time would stop and let her catch up with her thoughts.
Pippin stood outside the doorway, watching silently. Rain could be two different Hobbits sometimes. One dawn she would be angry and forceful and the next she would be crying without any reforce to stop them. That her worst trait.
Rain saw him now and her fear and sadness boiled into rage. Flinging her entire weight at Pippin she slammed him up against the door. " YOU!" she spat. "You did this to them! Where did you put the children?!" Pippin's eyes were wide with fright. Never had he seen Rain act like this. Slowly he spoke. "Rain, I did nothing. Someone or something came and took them last night. There was nothing any of us could have done to try and stop it. You have to accept that. We will find them again!" Rain bit her lip. Her grip on his shirt lessened and he wiggled away, breathing hard, eyes wide, staring at her.
Rain's mind had been in such a state of telling her that "this was just a dream" that the thought had never crossed her mind. "Get them back" she whispered. Was Pippin right? Had there nothing any of them could have done to stop this?
* * * Alda lay on the ground; the hot sun beat down on her tiny figure. Again and again she rubbed the ropes that bound both her hands and feet against the hard ground. Beads of sweat fell into her eyes. She flopped over on her stomach, the sharp rocks sending jagged shocks of pain into her body.
A hand touched her back. For a second fear engulfed the small girl, but suddenly that touch and the size of the hand seemed familiar. Heaving her body over again she looked into the eyes of her cousin.
"You are still alive!" Silver bubbled. "Sil" Alda's breath was short. All night, she had struggled with the ropes that bound both her hands and feet. Deep cuts had befallen her wrists and her ankles fared no better. "Alda, I will not let them harm you" Silver somehow managed to pull her youngest cousin off the rocks. They both fell. Alda's back landed on Silver's chest. She then rolled and lay, crying next to her friend.
"Do not cry. Do not show them you are afraid. We will make it home. I promise you this, cousin." Silver tried to keep Alda's hopes up. Just as Silver finished her sentence Mazh, the Uruk-Hia leader that was in charge of the band that was assigned the girls, grabbed Silver by the arm.
"Do not talk, prisoner. We will run soon and you run too we do not carry you any longer" he stated. Dragging Sliver away from the five-year-old, she screeched. "NO please! Do not hurt Alda! Let us stay together, please! I beg of you!" Some Uruk-Hai threw rocks at the screaming, fighting girl, but most just laughed. A large rock hit her head, resulting in a deep cut. "Alda" she moaned as her vision blurred and her surroundings were lost from sight.
* * *
Her memories were finally coming back. 'Where am I?' Star thought, groggily. When she opened her eyes, she noticed she was in a cluster of very big Orcs. Belle lay a few feet away, mumbling for Pippin and crying for Rain. Star bolted up. "Let us go!" The closest creature to her just smirked and pushed her back down.
A small, female stepped over her. It wasn't an orc. It was too small to be one. "Hello, Star" "How do you know my name?" Star demanded, stumbling back up. "Oh, I know everyone of your names" came the reply. Everyone?
Suddenly the memory of what had happened flung itself to the front of Star's mind. "Why did you take us away?" The Leader pushed away eavesdropping creatures. "This is all part of a very well thought out plan. Analia and Faorie are away from Mirkwood, disrupting life there. Soon the Spiders will reiterate and the Second War will begin. As for you and your siblings, you three are Bagginses and in being so you all must die! You and Silver would be lost without your brother and your un awoken powers ought never be woken! There will be no one to inherit Bag End and help save Mirkwood." The leader kicked Star. She gasped for air. So much information.
How could she be sure that this was all true? "Your friends are also apart of this do not think they are out of the circle." Then she was gone. Star fell next to Belle. With her hands tied, Star could not cuddle the girl but Belle understood her cousin's confusion. Powers? That could not be!
Chapter 4- Cause and Effect
Merry's body was sprawled awkwardly on the ground. Robin hadn't run so fast in her life. She was so worried that she had no time for tears. Her thoughts diminished with each step and breath she took. "MERRY!" her mind screamed. She hit the door first before finally functioning to open it.
Outside the sun had already risen into a big red blaze of light. Robin circled around the back of the castle with speed she did not know she possessed. The sight of her love lying on the ground, crumpled, made her breath leave her and her heart was swallowed with emptiness. Every negative possibility flew to the front of her mind. Upon losing Alda she could not afford to lose Merry too. Still, any hope that had been built up inside, was crushed but the emptiness her heart felt. By the looks for Merry's spine, nothing but the tears remained.
* * * The blonde haired elf moaned in Trance. Troubled she was by her memories and false judgement, ever since that fateful day when she had been exiled from her home. Home. The word seemed rusty at use even in her Trancehours. Where was home? Definitely not these wood with the overgrown kika fruit trees. Not the Enclosure by the waterfall. Not away from her family, no matter how many times they stabbed her in the back! Yet she had survived on her own for 500 years. Alone. Solitude was good for ones soul but only so much. She knew this of course yet she refused to feel alone and needy. "Deception, disgrace" her mind flung at her.
The female flung herself out of Trance. Would she ever stop running from time, from her past, present, and future? No. She would remain alone until time itself stood still.
The hot summer night wrapped itself around her as if offering its comfort. She brushed the protective feeling off and stood. Suddenly without warning memories of her first home rushed to be recalled. The answers to her questions were pushed farther and farther away as she fell to the moist ground, overwhelmed by a feeling of sorrow and withdrawnfulness.
* * *
Lilly lay looking at the patches of sunlight dance among the walls. The bed they lay in had been the one Silver had slept in the night before. It was already afternoon. The castle was still, a statue ready to break beneath grief. Eight children had been taken during the night and, strangely enough, not one single being in the castle, or those living around it had seen or heard anything. Not one.
Lilly's eyes began to dampen. She tried to push those thought away. Burrowing deeper down in Frodo's embrace she sighed. "How had things gone so awfully wrong?" she whispered. She turned to see if Frodo had heard her. His face was peaceful and his eyes were closed. A small smile crossed Lilly's lips. Even in slumber, Frodo held his word. As Lilly lay her head to his chest to rest her weary thoughts, the sunlight stopped dancing. A storm cloud now blocked the sun and with it Lilly felt all the joy that had ever been in her life be replaced with a heavy, dark, feeling. Millions of emotions jumbled and mixed with one another in her mind.
* * *
Rain continued to pace the floor in her children's room. She refused to do anything else. Even as Robin rushed outside to the fallen Merry, Rain made no intention to stop her activity.
As the hours crept by she walked, touching Belle's pillow and softly calling for Endrile. Although the tears fell endlessly, she didn't lift a hand to stop them. All her energy was focused on walking. In her mind, she thought if she kept this up, always walking, step after step, time would stop and let her catch up with her thoughts.
Pippin stood outside the doorway, watching silently. Rain could be two different Hobbits sometimes. One dawn she would be angry and forceful and the next she would be crying without any reforce to stop them. That her worst trait.
Rain saw him now and her fear and sadness boiled into rage. Flinging her entire weight at Pippin she slammed him up against the door. " YOU!" she spat. "You did this to them! Where did you put the children?!" Pippin's eyes were wide with fright. Never had he seen Rain act like this. Slowly he spoke. "Rain, I did nothing. Someone or something came and took them last night. There was nothing any of us could have done to try and stop it. You have to accept that. We will find them again!" Rain bit her lip. Her grip on his shirt lessened and he wiggled away, breathing hard, eyes wide, staring at her.
Rain's mind had been in such a state of telling her that "this was just a dream" that the thought had never crossed her mind. "Get them back" she whispered. Was Pippin right? Had there nothing any of them could have done to stop this?
* * * Alda lay on the ground; the hot sun beat down on her tiny figure. Again and again she rubbed the ropes that bound both her hands and feet against the hard ground. Beads of sweat fell into her eyes. She flopped over on her stomach, the sharp rocks sending jagged shocks of pain into her body.
A hand touched her back. For a second fear engulfed the small girl, but suddenly that touch and the size of the hand seemed familiar. Heaving her body over again she looked into the eyes of her cousin.
"You are still alive!" Silver bubbled. "Sil" Alda's breath was short. All night, she had struggled with the ropes that bound both her hands and feet. Deep cuts had befallen her wrists and her ankles fared no better. "Alda, I will not let them harm you" Silver somehow managed to pull her youngest cousin off the rocks. They both fell. Alda's back landed on Silver's chest. She then rolled and lay, crying next to her friend.
"Do not cry. Do not show them you are afraid. We will make it home. I promise you this, cousin." Silver tried to keep Alda's hopes up. Just as Silver finished her sentence Mazh, the Uruk-Hia leader that was in charge of the band that was assigned the girls, grabbed Silver by the arm.
"Do not talk, prisoner. We will run soon and you run too we do not carry you any longer" he stated. Dragging Sliver away from the five-year-old, she screeched. "NO please! Do not hurt Alda! Let us stay together, please! I beg of you!" Some Uruk-Hai threw rocks at the screaming, fighting girl, but most just laughed. A large rock hit her head, resulting in a deep cut. "Alda" she moaned as her vision blurred and her surroundings were lost from sight.
* * *
Her memories were finally coming back. 'Where am I?' Star thought, groggily. When she opened her eyes, she noticed she was in a cluster of very big Orcs. Belle lay a few feet away, mumbling for Pippin and crying for Rain. Star bolted up. "Let us go!" The closest creature to her just smirked and pushed her back down.
A small, female stepped over her. It wasn't an orc. It was too small to be one. "Hello, Star" "How do you know my name?" Star demanded, stumbling back up. "Oh, I know everyone of your names" came the reply. Everyone?
Suddenly the memory of what had happened flung itself to the front of Star's mind. "Why did you take us away?" The Leader pushed away eavesdropping creatures. "This is all part of a very well thought out plan. Analia and Faorie are away from Mirkwood, disrupting life there. Soon the Spiders will reiterate and the Second War will begin. As for you and your siblings, you three are Bagginses and in being so you all must die! You and Silver would be lost without your brother and your un awoken powers ought never be woken! There will be no one to inherit Bag End and help save Mirkwood." The leader kicked Star. She gasped for air. So much information.
How could she be sure that this was all true? "Your friends are also apart of this do not think they are out of the circle." Then she was gone. Star fell next to Belle. With her hands tied, Star could not cuddle the girl but Belle understood her cousin's confusion. Powers? That could not be!