Chapter 1
Three days passed and Naurrîn was just starting to drift back into conciseness. The new leader stopped the last of the uruk-hai and started sniffing the air.
"Merry, Naurrîn," whispered Pippin trying to revive his cousin and catch Naurrîn's attention. He managed to do the second.
"Are you alright?" she asked lifting her heavy head up. Pippin nodded his head and Naurrîn managed to give him a small smile.
"What is it? What do you smell?" asked one of the uruk-hai as the group suddenly stopped. The leader growled.
"Man and elf flesh," he said.
"Aragorn," whispered Pippin.
"Zef," murmured Naurrîn with a glimmer of hope in her hazel/aqua coloured eyes.
"They've picked up our trail!" said the other.
"Let's move!" called the leader running faster now. Pippin thought quickly, took off his broach and threw it on the ground for their four followers to find. Naurrîn wanted to let Zefron know that she was still all right so she managed to get her favorite gold necklace with her name on it off and onto the ground too without the uruk-hai noticing.
Less than a day behind them…
Aragorn was laying down with his head on a rock listening to the uruk-hai's movements.
"Their pace has quickened," he murmured opening up his eyes and lifting his head up. "They must have caught our scent. Hurry!" Zefron and Legolas stopped and looked at him and he yelled the command.
"Come Gimli!" Legolas called to his friend before running after Zefron who had managed to get quite far ahead of him whilst he stopped.
"Three days and nights prosuit. No food, no rest, no sign of our quarry from what bare-rock can tell." said Gimli struggling to keep up with the two racing elves and Aragorn. For hours they ran, searching for any trail that the uruk-hai may have left behind. When they reached between two rocks he stopped and looked on the ground.
"Not idly do the leaves of Lothlórien fall," he said picking up Pippin's cloak clasp. Zefron saw something gold in the grass near it and picked it up. He immediately recognized it as Naurrîn's favorite necklace.
"Naurrîn," whispered Zefron closing it in his hand. Legolas looked over at the younger elf.
"We will find her," he said putting a hand on his shoulder. Zefron nodded and put the necklace on.
"Their less then a day ahead of us," said Aragorn leading them up ahead.
"Come Gimli! We're gaining on them!" called Legolas to the dwarf as he fell down a hill.
"I'm wasted on cross-country. We dwarves are natural sprinters," said Gimli to no one in general. "Very dangerous over short distances." Legolas and Zefron ran in front of everyone else but stopped as they reached the border of Rohan.
"Rohan," said Aragorn. "Home of the horse lords. There is something strange a work here; some evil gives speed to these creatures. Sets its will against us." Aragorn looked sharply at Zefron as the elf ran up a rock ahead. "Legolas, Zefron! What do your elf eyes see?"
"The uruks headed northeast!" called Legolas back. "They're taking Naurrîn and the hobbits to Isenguard!"
"Saruman," said Aragorn quietly. Zefron shuddered visibly; he couldn't imagine Saruman's wrath if he were to find out that Naurrîn wasn't a wizard.
Back to the uruk-hai…
The uruk-hai ran until sunset when they stopped at the edge of Fangorn Forest.
"Merry, Naurrîn," whispered Pippin crawling over to his cousin to his elven friend.
"We're not going no further until we've had a breather!" called one uruk-hai trying to catch his breath.
"Get a fire going!" called the leader. The uruk-hai and newly acquired orcs dispersed into the forest and started cutting the trees. The trees groaned in protest.
"What's making that noise," whispered Pippin to the two. Merry was about to say something when Naurrîn interrupted.
"It's the trees," she said looking into the dark forest.
"You remember the old forest. On the border of Buckland?" Merry asked his cousin. Pippin nodded. "Folk used to say there was something in the woods that made the trees grow tall… and come alive!"
"Alive?" asked Pippin in disbelief.
"Trees that can whisper and talk to each other. Even move," said Naurrîn. The youngest hobbit looked at her with fear in his eyes.
"I'm starven. We ain't had nothing to but maggoty bread for three stinking days!" exclaimed one of the uruk-hai.
"Yeah. Why can't we have some eats," said an orc looking at the hobbits. "What about them? They're fresh." Naurrîn growled and put herself between the uruk-hai and orcs and the two frightened hobbits.
"You would be sorry if you did that!" exclaimed Naurrîn. The orc and all around her shrunk backward.
"Do as the wizard says. They are not for eating!" said the leader looking at the orc.
'Wizard?' thought Naurrîn. 'Why would they think that I was a wizard? Unless…'
"What about their legs? They don't need those," said another orc. "Ooh they look tasty."
"Get back scum!" said the leader as the orc nearly lunged at the hobbits.
"Come on, just a mouth full…" said the first orc going up behind the hobbits and ready to chop off their legs. The leader yelled at him and with one swipe he decapitated the orc.
"Looks like meats back on the menu boys!" the other uruk-hai and orcs called out in excitement. Merry, Pippin and Naurrîn used the distraction to start crawling away. They were about half way to the forest when the other orc put a foot onto Pippin and stopped him.
"Go on. Call for help," he said. "Squeal, no ones going to save you now!" he was about to kill Pippin when he cried out and fell over because of the spear thrown into his back. Riders came in on horses and started killing the orcs and uruk-hai. Naurrîn looked over to Pippin who was about to be crushed by horse's hooves now, luckily he got out of the way just in time.
"Go hobbits flee to the woods," said Naurrîn as she managed to untie her feet and cut the bonds on her hands. The hobbits did as they were told and started crawling towards the forest once more. Naurrîn picked up two of the orcs swords and used them like daggers. She was doing a fine job of helping the riders get ride of the orcs and uruk-hai when she was suddenly grabbed from behind!
"Don't worry little elf. I won't hurt you much," said an uruk-hai taking out a dagger and slicing her arm open. Naurrîn did her best not to scream but did any ways. The leader of the riders heard the she-elf's scream and soon decapitated the uruk-hai.
"Are you hurt my lady?" he asked while still fighting. Naurrîn ignored him for the rime being and just concentrated on killing the rest of the orcs and uruk-hai, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in her right arm where blood flowed freely. Finally had slaughtered all of the orcs and uruk-hai.
"What is a woman doing with these foul creatures?" asked the leader. Naurrîn reached up and found that her hair covered her pointed elf ears. She tucked her brown hair behind her ears and watched the leaders surprised expression.
"I was captured three days ago along with my friends. I have sent them into hiding," replied Naurrîn.
"I am Eomer of Rohan. What is your name?" replied Eomer.
"I am Naurrîn of Lothlórien," replied Naurrîn she was bout to say something else too but she dropped the orc swords and putting a hand to her head as her world began to go black. Within seconds her realm went black as she passed out and fell to the ground.
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