Chapter 2: Reconquer & Rebuild
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Arthur listened closely as Aragorn explained what happened in Middle-Earth after the War of the Ring became the War of Survival, and thereafter became a hopeless struggle against almost certain death, for Sauron's dark reign was a brutal one, were many people were slaughtered just for fun and cruelty.
He thereafter explained how Frodo and Sam were caught by the Dark Lord and were imprisoned in the vaults of Barad-dûr. How Merry and Pippin heroically fought against a horde of orcs in Osgiliath and were brutally massacred.
After the conflict grew out of control, Aragorn and Gandalf planned that the rest of the survivors, including Legolas, Gimli, Faramir, Arwen, and Treebeard, should retreat to Loth-Lorien.
Then at the final fight between Sauron and the survivors, Arthur fell on the Dark Lord and knocked him out.
After the defeat of their lord the forces of Sauron withdrew and the Survivors of Middle-Earth reconquered the land. It was no problem for them because Sauron's orcs and trolls lacked the brains to strategically and tactically plan an advance, and were therefore brutally slaughtered.
At the beginning Arthur was very fond of the idea to watch the killing evil creatures, but after a while it bored him. So he went to Aragorn…
"Hi Aragorn," Arthur said, still a bit drowsy from the night before, where they had killed thousands of orcs and burned them in a giant bond fire until it dawned.
"Good morning to you, o savior of Middle-Earth," The Lord of a quite demolished Gondor responded, "how do you feel?"
"Fine, fine," Arthur said, who was neither, "Do you remember last night where we had killed thousands of orcs and burned them in a giant bond fire until it dawned?"
"Why yes, it is quite naturally to remember certain events, especially those that ruin your clothes with despicable odour," a seemingly disgruntled and stinking 'Aragorn replied.
"Well, I've been thinking…," Arthur said, who wasn't.
"Yes?"
"Well, didn't we kill enough orcs? I mean, we've been out here for months, slaughtering these beasts and begin to think that they have a right to live as well. And I can't stand these sandwiches anymore," Arthur exclaimed confidently.
"Well, I agree my friend, but only because you wanted it to happen, for you are our saviour. If it was my decision, I would slay every single one, just for ruining my clothes." Aragorn said, the wrath still glowing in his eyes.
And so it happened that the rest of the orcs and trolls were aloud to retreat to Mordor and to live the in peace. Aragorn took a bath and the rest of the Survivors of Middle-Earth split up to rebuild their homelands.
Since Arthur had no home in Middle-Earth and had no idea how he even got there, Aragorn sent him to Mordor to represent the winners of the war. So he and a loyal squad of elf archers set out to occupy the dark land called Mordor…
Please tell me what you think of the story so far! It's going to continue. (although it could take some time!) Be prepared for the next chapter: Will Arthur arrive at Barad-dûr? What will he do? Will you be ready? Hopefully.