Renamira was still walking, and as she walked, she began to see more and more of the beautiful world that should have been hers, and she was loving it all. Even the grass at her feet seemed extremely pleasant compared to the rocks and dust of Mordor. But she still hated the march, and knowing that she would have to fight as an orc of Mordor. In fact, she just realized, she would have to kill people of her kind, and how horrible that would be. Wait, she thought. I think I have an idea.

Sakgahn sat in his tent, wondering where Renamira was right now. He had been assigned to the force that would stay in Mordor until they were needed. He had told her before she left that if she survived, and was able to come back, that she look for him, and spare him, so that he might live with her again. But he doubted it would happen. But he hoped, and he wondered if she was all right.

The Great Speaker growled. He couldn't understand how the girl could have possibly escaped them. "My lord, this girl could not have gone far. She is not as smart as we are, and she could not have gotten past the gate. We have told every gatekeeper and military leader to look for an orc named Kefnari. Surely they would have found her if she tried to get out." But Sauron was not satisfied. He ordered that the search be continued, and in more detail. The girl would not escape him again.

Renamira sat down and tried to catch her breath. She had no idea why they had just run so fast. It wasn't as if they were trying to get there any faster. But now was the perfect time to think more about her plan. She had tried to go over it again and again in her head. It was the only way that she could save herself. She simply hoped that it would work.

For the last few days, she had felt as if they were trying to test her. Several times a day, the commanders would yell and the orcs would have to start running. They had run so hard, it was fatal. Seriously. Some of the orcs had fallen down dead with exhaustion. And any that fell behind and were not dead were beaten, usually dying afterward. So Renamira had felt like something strange was going on. Yet, she had no idea what it was.

But Renamira tried to keep thinking through the plan over and over. It wasn't that she couldn't remember what she had come up with, it was simply that everytime she stopped thinking of it, her mind would wander, usually to Sakgahn, or the strange person that seemed to always haunt her dreams. And so, she was able to get through the breaks by running through the plan.

Finally, the commander ordered that they get a move on. Renamira stood up, and braced herself for another long run. And, just as she had suspected, they took off again, racing as if there was no tomorrow. This run was different somehow. She had this strange feeling that someone was watching them. However, she had no idea who. After all, who would dare approach an orc army?

The answer to the question was unbeknownst to Renamira, who somehow managed to endure the long runs. A young man named Kyran had been sent to scout out what Sauron's armies were doing, and how fast they were moving. However, he was a curious fellow, and couldn't settle for just seeing them and reporting. He wanted to see what it was like to be an orc, mainly because he found it strange that they were running so fast all the time.

And so, he decided to follow them. It was easy to do, for he soon found a dead orc lying in the road. He quickly removed the orc armor, and put it on. He thought it would be fun to be an orc, even if only for a few days.

And so, he followed the orcs, hoping to catch up to them and join their ranks as soon as possible. One night, he found his chance. It was very late, and the orc were resting. Surely no one would see him fall in. So he snuck into the orc ranks and sat down by an orc that did not look too dangerous. By morning, the orcs were up and running again with all speed, and Kyran had a chance to talk to one of the orcs.

He went up to the non-dangerous-looking one and asked, "How long do ya think we're gonna keep running at this rate?" The orc looked strangely at him, and said, "I have no honest idea." Kyran thought this was a bit strange, that an orc would even say the word honest, so he asked for the orc's name. It turned out that the orc's name was Kefnaru. The strange thing was that Kyran did not feel like he was in danger around Kefnaru. In fact, he even liked this orc a bit. Of course, this was preposterous, but he had no idea that there was a girl hiding beneath those orc clothes.

Renamira was a little bit surprised by this orc, the orc that had suddenly seemed to take an interest in her. She had never seen this orc before, yet she knew there were many orcs, and she could have possibly missed him. At any rate, she was surprised by his manners, and by his tone of voice. It was almost as if he was human. No, she thought. She was the only human in the orc army. Right?

And so, the orc army advance, pushing ever toward Minas Tirith, with their two stowaways ever hiding from not only the armies of Mordor, but, unbeknownst to them, from each other as well.