Chapter29

I was thrown rudely on the ground, and I woke instantly.

My hands and legs were bound, and my head was pounding. I kept my eyes closed and moaned softly. Something connected with the small of my back and I screamed. The orcs laughed. One of them had kicked me.

I heard soft thumps as they did the same to Pippin and Merry. "Don't touch them!" I screamed in rage.

They laughed and jeered. I rolled my self, and watched as they wrenched open Pippin's mouth and poured something down his throat. He coughed and coughed. The orcs hooted as he clamped his jaw shut.

They hauled Merry off the ground by his hair. He cried out, and a cut on his forehead bled sluggishly. The leader smeared a foul smelling paste on it. And drained liquid down his throat as well.

Then it was my turn. He, or it, grabbed a handful of my hair. I bit my lip, and clenched my teeth. I didn't want any of it. They laughed, and the brute put pressure on my jawbone joint.

My mouth pried itself apart, and he tipped the bottle to my lips. Thinking to defy even in obeying, I didn't take a sip, I chugged it, holding onto the bottle with my teeth and taking several drinks.

He slapped me hard and I released it. The orcs hooted in cruel laughter. I saw stars, and fell. They hauled me back up, and cut my leg bonds.

"I think you feel like running huh?" He sneered loudly in my face.

"Or daen nin yrch!" I screamed at him, and threw myself on the ground again. The orcs moved in closer at my words, and the leader kicked me once again. I screamed, and my back blossomed in pain.

"I think you feel like running now." He yelled in my face as he jerked me back up.

"Naug yrchs...lasto beth nin, Mellons nin harnatha le." I spat. He slapped me, and we began to run...

OOOO

I was horribly tired. They pushed along at an unbearable pace never stopping to rest, and flicking out a lash with dangerous accuracy whenever I stalled. I was paying dearly for my insolence.

Soon Pippin and Merry were running as well. We were separated by at least five guards apiece. I stumbled, yet again and went down. The ground was soft and welcoming, and I lay there, my bound hands beneath me.

Someone kicked me again, but the leader protested. "Leave them!" He shouted in his guttural voice. The others tossed down Merry and Pippin, and then poured more draught down our throats.

We were thrown dried meat, and I dared not eat it, nor guess what creature this flesh had belonged to. Then we were running again. I noticed Pippin's cloak was missing its elven brooch...

OOOO

Aragorn lifted his head from the stones; "We are only a day behind them, at most. We must keep moving." He said and with that leapt up and sprinted onwards.

"Come on Gimli!" Shouted Legolas, as he followed Aragorn with light steps.

"I'm coming lads! We dwarfs are known sprinters...breathes hard...but we're wasted on this long stuff." He puffed.

It wasn't hours later when they found the brooch.

"Not highly do the leaves of Lorien fall." Aragorn said as he looked up with renewed hope.

"They may yet be alive!" Said Legolas.

And the chase continued...

OOOO

We ran and ran and ran. And then pandemonium broke out. Some of the orcs didn't want to run anymore. Some of them wanted to go home, and they did. Then some of them wanted to kill us. Some of them wanted to search us. I was terrified.

No, it was decided. They would not do anything with us. They would take us to their master. The 'Great Eye' some said. I knew whom they were talking about.

We ran. On through night, and into the next day. Someone proclaimed that we were being followed, by the stinking horse breeders they cursed. We ran faster.

That night, we were thrown on the ground again, and the orcs made a fire. I moved as close to Merry and Pippin as I could. And the guards were lax, it seemed that we, no they were under attack.

The Rohirrim had caught up with us, and they were slaying orcs selectively, taking out the outer ring quickly. And then, it seemed they waged an all out war. Horses and riders rode through the orcs, scattering them expertly.

I lay as still as stone, and then Pippin was straddling me, he quickly cut my bonds and ran. I got up, and began to follow him, when I was seized from behind by my hair. I cried out, and the orc pulled my body close to his.

Then suddenly a heavy spear thrown with deadly accuracy skewered him from behind; it grazed my side and tore my shirt. He held me in his death grip, but suddenly I was snatched by the hair once again, and lifted off of the ground...

Someone slung me over the saddle, and we rode out of the fray. In a small clearing, the man who had saved me (I thought) made short work of binding my hands, and arms, and tying me to his saddle.

"What are you doing!" I screamed at him, and he gagged me. My eyes were wide with shock and horror. I admit, I expected this kind of behavior from an orc, but this was a man, a human man. Shouldn't he have more sense than this?

He slapped me, though not very hard and said, "Enough SPY. You will not poison me with your words. And unless you wish to end up like your little companions back there, I suggest you behave."

I was stunned. They hadn't saved me... they had taken me prisoner.

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Author: How do you like me now! I hope this chapter was up to standards. I am giving Tolkiens story a bit of a twist you see, well I hope it suited you.

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Also, if you couldn't understand what Merna was saying, she was speaking Sindarin. A kind of elvish I am learning myself. If you still don't know what she said, please email me a request, and I will tell you. I can also send along a couple other vocab words too if you like.

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