Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings, or any of the characters of the of the movie or book, they all belong to J.R. Tolkien.
Claimer: I know some people don't put things that they claim, but in this story I must. Sorry if that's annoying to anyone! I own..., Anarya Calmacil, and Sanariam. Delacroix owns Frosco Knotwise and Ruby Knotwise. TeNevah owns Annilien. Also, we own the 'Bludin-ki' it is a new breed of orc.There we go!
A/n- I hope that you guys liked the first chapter of "The Bleeding Leaf." The idea was formed by one of my friends on 'The-N' Delacroix. This was actually based on a RPG (Role-Playing Game) that I attended in on the site. It was a great idea, so I made it into a story with Delacroix's permission. All Reviews appreciated, all Flames are used on the camp fire to make smores! Yumm! All review responses at the bottom of the page.
Dedicated to- This chapter is dedicated to Delacroix. Thank-you for letting me use the idea! I appreciate it SO MUCH!
Languages- This story has alot of elvish, and some black speech in it. All the translations will be at the bottom of the page. Thanks!
Now without further adue, the second chapter of "The Bleeding Leaf." Hope you enjoy!
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"Finding Pippin, and something else...,"
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((The end of the last chapter...,))
Just then someone grabbed a hold of Frosco's arm. He only hoped that this someone did not wish to harm him...,
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Frosco turned to see Aragorn, and three wounded elfs. "Frosco, mellon-nin, would you please help me?" he asked.
Frosco thought about Pippin, he greatly needed to go find him, but he did not know what to do. This man needed help with his friends. "Aye, but I can only stay for a short while." he replied.
"Thank-you." Aragorn replied while starting to tend to the three elves' wounds.
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"Frosco, what kind of wounds have you sustained?" Aragorn asked while looking over at the hobbit. The two had already helped the three elves' with their major wounds, and now they were waiting for them to awaken.
"I have already bound them, I should be fine." Frosco replied. "They were not major wounds anyway, they should heal in due time."
Aragorn nodded, he knew something was up with Frosco, but he could not tell what it was. "Are you sure?" he asked.
"Aye." Frosco replied. He watched as Aragorn continued to mend the elves' minor wounds. He then slipped off into the trees, un-noticed he hoped so he could go find Pippin.
Aragorn noticed that Frosco left, but did not say anything, he knew that Frosco was in a hurry, he just hoped that he did not have major wounds, he did not look well at all. He was going to follow him, but he then remembered that he had three wounded elves. He then decided that he would follow him when his friends awoke, and if they were well enough to travel. Just then, he heard someone behind him. He pulled his sword from it's sheath waiting for the perfect moment to strike out at the enemy behind him.
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"Why did Pippin have to do this? When I get my hands on him, I shall...," Frosco started until he heard a moan. He was walking in the forests of Gondor, and he wondered whom that noise was coming from.
"You'll do what?" the voice asked.
Frosco neared the voice, he then gasped at the sight that he saw...,
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"Ahh!" Aragorn screamed as he turned to face his enemy, but his enemy turned out to be a little elven child. The child crept over to Anarya and laid close beside her, then wimpered on her arm. "I am sorry that I have frightened you, what is your name?" Aragorn asked softly.
"Hasilen, where is my nana?" the young elven child asked.
"I do not know Hasilen, what has happened to you?" Aragorn asked the young elven boy. The child was covered with bruises, cuts, and blood.
"Orcs, they were fighting with my nana, I do not know what has happened to her, she told me to run." he replied while curling up closer to Anarya.
Aragorn knew what probably happened to her, the same that happened to Legolas' mom and his mom, and even Elladan and Elrohir's mom. "I am sorry to hear that penneth, I will send someone out in search of her, if that is what you wish." Aragorn replied.
The child simply nodded, and curled up closer to Anarya.
"Would you go with another elven maiden, so you can get some proper care, and eat something?" Aragorn asked. The look of horror on the child's face as he clung onto the unconcious Anarya, was a look that would break anyone's heart. "Atleast until my friend awakens." he added.
The child seemed hesitant at first, but he soon went with one of the elven maidens that was in Gondor so he could get cared for, and fed.
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"Pippin!" Frosco exclaimed while looking at the bloody figure of his friend, "What has happened to you?" he asked while getting in the floor with him.
"Orcs, they attacked the Shire, killed all, I do not know where Merry is, I was afraid that I was the only one left." Pippin stuttered.
"What has happened to the 'object'?" Frosco asked while binding the wounds of his friend.
"You mean the...," Pippin started until his friend cut him off.
"Shh, Do not speak of it here, just tell me where it is." Frosco said.
Pippin held out his hand to his friend. Frosco held out his hand then looked at the 'object' that was placed in his hand. "I am glad that this is safe." he whispered while putting the bleeding 'object' in his pocket. It immeadiately stopped bleeding when Frosco put it down. "Here, let me take you over here, so I can tend to your wounds better." Frosco replied while dragging Pippin over near a cave, and lighting a fire. He then finished tending to Pippin's wounds then took the 'object' out of his pocket and examined it. "This is interesting, I can not believe that it has come back to me...,"
To be continued...
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Elvish Translations-
Mellon-nin- My friend.
Characters and their information:
Anarya Calmacil- She is the grandaughter of Galadriel so she is the princess of Lorien now, she is also betrothed to Legolas Greenleaf, the one and only little Thranduilian of Mirkwood. She is skilled in her bow and her twin knives.
Annilien- She is the friend of Anarya and the two haven't seen eachother in a millenia of years. (Thousands of years.) She is also skilled in her bow and twin knives. Knows Merriadoc Brandybuck of Brandywine.
Frosco Knotwise- He is a hobbit that is known around the Shire. He is friends with Merry, Pippin, Sam, and the late Frodo Baggins until he set off for Valinor. His sister Ruby died, but you will find out about her much later, and how she died as well. He is skilled in his knife and can speak Black Speech.
Ruby Knotwise- The late sister of the one and only Frosco Knotwise. She died a cruel and violent death which you will find out about later in the story.
A/n- I think that is all the extra characters, see one of my reviewers was wondering who all the extra characters were, so I hope that the above information has helped! I know this chapter was short as well, but that is all I can do to it. I will post more soon, I have been really busy with other stories. Thanks to all who has reviewed!