I don't own LotR
"Time for some target practice?" one orc laughed to himself. He had been sent with little supplies and only a bow for defense to scout the city of Osgiliath when the guards were absent. When he saw the mother and child sitting by the river, well, he gave up subtlety for fun.
So stringing his bow and pulling back one black arrow he jumped from behind a ruined fountain and shot.
"Yes!" he growled as he saw that the arrow had hit the baby at his mother's breast.
But just then he noticed the horses charging from across the field.