Edhwen: Estela En'palurin
(Elvish for "Elven Light: The World's Hope")
Katya: Hello, minna-san!
Oni: Hey!
Yami: Katya Motou and Neko Oni have teamed up to bring you a never-before-seen (or done) fic!
Katya: Oni and I figured we'd do our own LOTR/YGO crossover that incorporates both stories.
Yami: *dryly* Oni gets to be a half orc...very fitting...
Oni: HEY! .
Yugi: *giggles* and Katya gets to be a slave girl
Katya: *shrugs* I'm handling the Yugi and Yami scenes
Oni: And I get to do the blood and gore! Whee!! ^_____^
Katya: --and I'm going to edit Oni's work so you lovely readers don't get squicked out too much.
Oni: *pouts* no blood and gore? *sniffles*
All: *sweatdrop*
Oni: *grumbles* you people have no taste...
Katya: *ignores Oni* at any rate...this is YAOI! Lovely sweet angstiness between our favorite Yami and Hikari *grins and motions to Yugi and Yami* and no sex *looks sternly at Oni*
Oni: *glowers* what's the point if there's no sex?
All: *anime fall*
Katya: At any rate, I hope you all understand what's going on. If not, we'll explain the characters and such next chapter. We are trying our best to make our self-insertions as real as possible and not Mary-Sue (or Mary-Screw, as I call it) them to hell. So bear with us.
Some things to know:
-Yami and Yugi are separate people.
-Katya and Oni are BASED ON us.
-There is no link between Yami and Hikari. All Yami-Hikari pairs are separate people.
-This story takes place as an alternate ending to "The Return of the King," where Sauron has won and has taken over Middle-Earth.
-And, obviously, neither Oni nor I own Yu-Gi-Oh!, or Lord of the Rings.
Thank you, and enjoy!
'Thoughts' ~*~*~Change of scene~*~*~ "Speech" Different language
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Prologue
Yugi felt the air leave him in one breath as he was tossed carelessly to the floor. He curled up in a ball, gasping for air and attempting to shield himself from the blows he knew would come.
His captor glared down at him with a sneer on her face before lifting him once more and tossing him to the far corner of the room, where he lay in a crumpled heap.
Oni glared at the orcs behind her and snarled, "You had your fun with the brat. Now, get back to work, you filth, or Lord Sauron will hear of your laziness."
Muttering, the orcs glared at their superior before shuffling off. Oni sent one last glare into the dark room before slamming the door shut.
As if it was a signal, the other two occupants of the room moved to the tiny Elf on the floor. Frodo Baggins and Samwise Gamgee looked over their comrade worriedly as they surveyed the damage done.
"They got him good this time, Mr. Frodo," Sam whispered. "I don't think he'll be able to stand another one of their 'games'."
Frodo looked down sadly at the bruises and lacerations covering the pale skin, brushing Yugi's hair out of his face. "I don't think so, either, Sam...but they have to keep him alive. You know that." He sighed. "I think they'll let him heal a bit this time. Elves do heal quickly. Unfortunately for him," he added bitterly.
Sam shot his friend a look. "You're not doing so good yourself, Mr. Frodo," he admonished. "I don't think you've got the strength to take anymore, either."
"I'm fine, Sam," was the monotonous answer.
At that moment, Yugi let out a hacking cough and struggled to sit up. Sam caught him before he fell and leaned the small, spiky-haired elf on him. "You rest, little Yugi," he said softly, "no need killin' yourself trying to get up after all that."
Dull violet eyes blinked several times as it took him a moment to register who had spoken. "Sam," he rasped hoarsely, "will it ever end?"
Tears filled the large hobbit's eyes as he rocked the small elf a bit. "I don't know, little Yugi. I don't know."
Frodo crawled over to the small bucket that contained their water for the day and brought it over to the other two. His arms, weak with starvation, couldn't pick it up, so he settled for pushing it. He held the bucket up to Yugi's parched lips, allowing the boy to drink what he wanted.
Yugi murmured, "Hannon lle (thank you)," and frowned slightly when Frodo didn't take any for himself. Frodo cracked a small smile at his companion's expression, saying, "I'm not thirsty, Ai-Me'a (Little Light)." Ai-Me'a was his nickname for Yugi.
At that moment, Merik came into the room, swearing to himself. "That stupid, lazy...why can't she do her own duties?" Spotting Frodo with the bucket, he growled and stomped over to him, knocking the bucket out of his hands and spilling the precious liquid over the floor.
"Did I give you permission to drink that?!" he snarled at him.
Frodo gulped. Merik was in one of his moods, and that meant pain.
"Answer me, you pathetic excuse for a Halfling!" He kicked him in the groin, causing Frodo to double up in pain.
When Frodo remained silent, he roared and began beating him, not holding his strength back. Yugi and Sam watched in horror.
"N'uma," Yugi whimpered in Elvish. "N'uma...tampa! Tampa! Mankoi? N'uma..."
Merik glared at the elf, stopping his assault on the small hobbit. "What the hell are you saying, brat? You want me to hurt YOU instead?"
Yugi whimpered softly in response. Merik growled, dropping Frodo unceremoniously on the floor and stalked out of the room.
As soon as the door shut, Yugi and Sam rushed over to their fallen friend.
"Mr. Frodo," Sam whispered in a choked voice, cradling him in his arms. He knew his friend was badly hurt. "Mr. Frodo...are you alright?"
"Oh, Sam..." Frodo wheezed, "He...he really got me..."
Yugi took one of Frodo's hands in his own. "Amin hiraetha," he whispered, tears glittering in his amethyst eyes, "I'm so sorry."
Frodo managed a smile, "Don't be, mellonamin." He groaned. "The water…it's gone…"
Sam looked behind him at the overturned pail. "Not quite, Mr. Frodo. There...there's still a sip or two left."
Frodo looked at Yugi. "Tyalie...Yugi...lift up the loose stone, will you?"
Puzzled, Yugi did as he was told, crawling over to the corner and pushing aside the large stone that wasn't fixed to the floor.
"Take out my sword, Ai-Me'a."
Yugi blinked. Frodo had a sword? But he did as he was told, hunting through the few artifacts they'd saved from being taken. Finding a small sword in a lovely sheath, he removed it and, crawling back to Frodo and Sam, attempted to hand it to Frodo.
Frodo shook his head. "N'uma...that is not for me, anymore..." he took a breath. "Yugi...I don't have much time left."
Sam shook his head vigorously, a tear making a way down his cheek. "Don't say that, Mr. Frodo. You'll be all right."
Frodo laughed weakly, but it turned into a cough. "Sam...you and I both know that I couldn't have withstood any of them again."
Sam's only reply was a choked sound. Yugi felt paralyzed. Frodo? Dying? It couldn't happen...
Frodo turned his attention to Yugi, who was staring at him with tear-filled, wide violet eyes. "Yugi, I want you to have my sword." Sam drew in a breath, surprised. "Its name is Sting. It'll warn you when orcs are near by glowing blue. Use it well."
"B-but," Yugi protested, choking on a sob, "I'm not leaving...and you're going to be okay..."
Frodo merely smiled at Yugi. "Stay strong, Eldhwen. I'll watch over you and Sam."
Yugi sniffled, tears making clean tracks through the dirt and grime on his face. "Lle vesta?"
"Uma. Yes. I promise."
Yugi took the sword in trembling hands.
"Sam...my dear Sam..." Frodo never got to finish.
Sam cradled the body of his greatest friend to him, crying softly. Yugi couldn't look at them, so he looked at the sword, tears splashing onto the hilt.
A slave girl opened the door, balancing a few slices of bread in one hand, stopping when she saw the three.
"Dead, is he?" she asked softly, coming over to them.
A nod from Sam and a sob from Yugi were her only answers.
"Oh...I'm so sorry..." she trailed off, not knowing what to say. "I...I guess I should inform...Lady Oni..."
"Oni is no Lady," snarled Sam, causing the girl to jump.
Nodding her head, she said in a furtive whisper, "I-I know, but...we have to..." Clearing her throat, she placed the pieces of bread in front of them, as well as a small cask of water. "I...I heard about the water..."
Yugi looked at her. "Thank you," he choked out.
The girl nodded, looking sadly at Frodo. She clasped Yugi's hand and said, "I'm so sorry. I knew you liked him."
Yugi merely nodded.
Oni barged in once again, glaring at them. "What is this, a royal council?"
Yugi flinched, Sam glared, and the girl almost fell over. Turning she bowed respectfully. "Fr—ah, the little hobbit...he died, ma'am."
Oni looked at Frodo and frowned. "Merik couldn't have hit him that hard..." Catching a dubious look from the slave girl, she sent her out the door with a kick. "Stop wasting your time trying to make friends, slave," she spat. "Get back to work or I'll do to YOU what Merik did to him."
Jumping slightly, the girl complied, rushing out the door.
~*~*~
Katya winced as she sat up; scrubbing floors was not a good thing for her back. She bit her lip and continued her task, dipping the scrub-brush into the now-dirty water and slopping some soap onto the ground, pushing the brush back and forth. Dip, slop, brush. Rinse and repeat.
'Frodo died,' she thought to herself sadly. 'I can't believe he died...they went too far; they always do and they don't care.'
She slowed her pace as voices rounded the corner near her.
"Why won't Oni just let us have our way with the little brat? Wha's so special about him?"
'Orcs,' she thought with disgust and fear. 'I hate orcs...' She was deathly afraid of the vile creatures. '...They're talking about the little one! Yugi!' Her brain finally registered the orc's question.
"Because, you maggot, He wants him kept alive. He's got some power that Lord Sauron needs an' he won't settle for havin' the runt dead."
"But I just wanted a bite," whined the first. "He don't need his fingers."
Katya shuddered. Orcs and their lust for blood. It was so disgusting.
"Well, apparen'ly Lord Sauron thinks 'e does."
"You stupid maggot! Lord Sauron wants the brat for that Elven power he's got inside o' him. THEN he'll let us have our way with 'im."
"I can get 'is fingers then?"
"Yeah. Now BACK TA WORK!"
Grumbles and curses followed this statement and the orcs split up. Katya hurriedly got back to her work.
One of the orcs rounded the corner and saw her. "Oy! You! Slave-girl!" he growled.
Katya jumped and looked up at him. "You 'eard anything?"
She had to force her mouth to move. "N-nothing," she squeaked.
"Good," he snarled, stomping across the hallway, leaving dirt and slime on the floor she had just washed.
Shuddering, Katya got back to her work. 'Yugi's in trouble when Sauron finishes with him,' she thought. 'His power will grow if he gets what he wants.' Her hands tightened on her brush. 'I don't think so. I'll kill myself if I'll let him spread his disgusting power to the rest of the world.'
~*~*~
Late that night, Katya crept up to Oni's room, which was where Frodo, Sam and Yugi had been locked away. Apparently they had needed special guarding.
'Guarding, indeed,' she thought bitterly as she looked around for signs of the fearsome half-girl, half-Uruk-Hai. Rumor was that Oni had been Saruman's first breeding experiment and it had gone wrong. She had gotten all of the orc instincts but retained most of her humanity. Therefore she had been Saruman's apprentice and then cast out when she tried to stab him in his sleep.
As far as Katya knew, she hated Oni just as much as she hated elves, and feared her just as much as she feared orcs. However, this wouldn't stop her tonight.
Creeping into Oni's chambers, she allowed a smirk to fleetingly cross her face when she saw that Oni wasn't there. 'Probably getting herself drunk,' she surmised.
Gently, she shook Yugi awake. "Yugi," she whispered. "We need to get you out."
Her whispering wasn't quiet enough, for Sam awoke too. "Wuzzat? Yugi's leavin'?"
Yugi looked up at her with frightened eyes. "Why?"
"Because I heard...Lord Sauron is going to use you for some sort of power that you have and then he's gonna let the orcs have you."
Yugi's eyes grew wide in fear and he whimpered. "N-not orcs..."
Sam stared. "You're sure?"
Katya nodded. "That's why I wanted to get him out tonight."
Yugi's eyes grew wider. "Escape? But what about Sam?"
Sam ruffled Yugi's hair, putting on a brave face. "You don't worry about me, little Yugi," he said. "You just go."
"Alone, though? I...I can't," he stammered.
"I'm coming with you," Katya hissed softly. "Now hurry."
Sam looked suspiciously at her. "Why?"
In response, Katya held out her hand, showing Sam three rings. "Because I don't want Sauron's power to grow any more than you do."
Sam gaped. "The three Elven rings? How'd you..."
"It wasn't guarded."
"But that'll cut the Dark Lord's power in half!"
Katya nodded. "Hurry, Yugi."
Yugi ran to the corner, grabbed Sting from its hiding place and picked up the bread he hadn't finished from dinner.
"Yugi," Sam called out softly. Yugi looked at him. "Go to the Shire. There's a movement there that'll help you leave Middle-Earth. And...and tell Rosie that I'm sorry and I love her."
Yugi blinked but nodded, hugging Sam. "Namaarie, Sam."
"Good luck, Yugi."
Katya slipped a collar with a chain around his neck and loosely tied his hands together. When Yugi looked at her with a frightened expression, she answered, "It'll look suspicious otherwise."
With that, they walked out the door, trying their best not to look guilty.
"Bye, little Yugi," Sam whispered to the dark. "You better make it, you hear? You better make it."
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Katya: Well? How was it? I hope I didn't Mary-Screw myself...and if I did, I'll make it up to you in the next chapter.
Oni: *huffs* I didn't like it. Not enough blood.
All: -_-;;;;
Yami: Where am I in this story?!
Katya and Oni: Later.
Yami: *grumbles* they never tell me anything.
Katya: By the way…I'm sure you're all wondering about the Elvish that we used…so here's a little mini-glossary:
Ai-Me'a – little light
Amin Hiraetha – I'm sorry
Eldhwen – Elven Light
Hannon lle – Thank you
Lle vesta? – You promise?
Mankoi? – Why?
Mellonamin – my friend
Namaarie – farewell
N'uma – no
Tampa – stop
Tyalie – Game (Since Yuugi means 'Game' or 'play' in Japanese...I thought it would be cute lol)
Uma - Yes
I'll give the glossary every chapter that I write (since Oni doesn't use Elvish in her chapters).
Yugi; *flashes a cute smile* Please read and review! And please tell Oni not to write too much blood for the next chapter!