Disclaimer: I don't Lord of the Rings or any characters in it.
Author's Note: I re-uploaded this chapter. Thankyou Breck for your review and I'll keep that in mind.
This AU, which means that people who are alive in Lord of the Rings can be killed off. So becouse they are alive there does not mean they will live /here/. Keep that in Mind.
Prologue
If he closed his eyes he could hear the screams still echoing in his ears. If he opened his eyes then he would be drawn to the sight below him.
...dead dead dead dead...
Them- covered in blood with eyes that stared up at him with moving or blinking- sleeping eyes and yet they were so wide and clear and pined that there was no possible way they were just asleep.
...dead dead...
They could never be asleep again, because they would never get up and talk and sing and laugh and smile at him because they were dead.
And they would stay dead because there's no way that they ever wake and laugh at him because they're dead...
...dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead dead....
It haunted him and he wanted to scream with the pain of it pounding on his head,
...dead dead dead...
But he couldn't scream, because he had to keep quiet or else he'd be dead too, because he didn't know what that rustling was over in the bushes and it could be the orcs...
He whimpered and hugged the tree branch closer. High up here the orcs shouldn't be able to see him, but what if they did?
....dead dead....
And then they'd all come and gather around and there'd be no one to save him because they were all gone and he didn't want to die, but he didn't want to live, not all alone without them next him and everything just hurt so much and- and...
He fell asleep in that high treetop, with the whisper of the trees rocking him the way someone else had done, just a short time ago.
He slept so still and so deep, like the ones below his tree, that he didn't notice when the rustles that alarmed him so earlier became louder and louder and closer and closer.