CHAPTER NINE:
Fear ran through his body when he heard his sister scream. He jumped from his bed, pulled out his Onur, Sword, and ran to down the staircase.
When he reached the bottom floor, he saw an Uruk-Hai standing in front of Raina and Talia, who was in Raina's hand.
The Uruk-Hai has entered the home through the broken front door and stood there with its raised blade. When it saw Nosteruion, he turned towards him.
The moment Brethil saw the creature, blood rushed to his face. He jumped from the stair to the creature. When the Uruk-Hai saw this, he stepped back in surprise.
Brethil pushed the creature away from Raina and Talia and said, "Go inside."
Raina hesitated, but obeyed. She took Talia and went inside the house. When the room was cleared, Nosteruion turned towards the creature.
The Uruk-Hai got up and ran towards Brethil. Nosteruion stepped aside and engaged into a sword fight.
He could hear the people's scream, from the streets. The whole street was burning. Are they been attacked by these creatures? So those stories from the traders were true? He wondered to himself.
The fight was hard and rough. The Uruk-Hai had no formal moves. He played dirty. Nosteruion has never seen or fought an Uruk-Hai, however, he has learned about them.
The Uruk-Hai was seven foot tall and his skin was black as if he is made out of charcoals. He wore a chest armor, which was dented and rusted. His trousers were torn and filthy. He was extremely strong; therefore Brethil had to use all his learned methods on sword fighting, in order to defeat this creature.
The creature was tireless and its eyes were haunting. He reminded Nosteruion about the creature that gave a battle cry on his dream.
The fight went on and on for full fifteen minutes. Every second Brethil's muscle tired. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were red and itchy.
The streets and the houses were burning. Uruk-Hais ran through the streets and killed all the humans, who fell on their sights.
Men fought these creatures with heavy efforts. However, they were outnumbered three to one. Women and children ran for safety, but they met the same fate as their fallen brothers and sisters.
Brethil stepped away from the creature for a second in order to gain his breath. However, the creature stepped forward and engaged with him. Nosteruion stepped aside again and slashed the creature's left arm. Black blood oozed out. The Uruk-Hai became more frustrated than before. He couldn't believe that he couldn't finish off this one little human.
Nosteruion ducked a blow and slit the Uruk-Hai's stomach. The creature clutched his belly before his guts fell out. Using this second to his advantage, Nosteruion chopped the Uruk-Hai's ugly head off. The body fell down like a sack of sand.
He stood there for a second in order to gain his breath, and then he ran in to see Raina and her daughter.
She was standing inside the kitchen, clutching Talia into her arms and she had a knife on her other hand. When she saw Nosteruion she gave out a relief sigh and stepped forward.
"Stay here safely Raina. I will go out and lend my help to the others," he said
"Stay safe brother," she replied. Her voice had worry and fear. Her beautiful eyes searched for a reason to not allow Brethil go away, not now. When she found none, she let him go.
Nosteruion ran to the living room and took the fallen front door from the ground. He grabbed his hammer and few nails, and then he stepped outside and nailed the broken door in to its place, so that no one can go in.
He entered the burning street and followed it. Fortunately his house nor did the nearby ones catch fire. He thanked the God and searched for the survivors. The street was filled with dead bodies. The thick smoke chocked him. His eyes watered and his heart leapt when he saw his neighbors lie around dead.
Orcs, goblins and Uruk-Hais ran through the streets, all around him. Some entered the houses; others just stayed outside and killed the runners. They poured in through the village's main door, which was burning and fell into small fire pieces. They gradually went inside the village. Men stood to their ground and fought, so that no creatures can go deep inside the village and block the back door, which was their final place to escape.
Nosteruion saw an Uruk-Hai terrorizing a scared woman, so he jumped beside her and engaged with the creature on another long fight.
"Give me that axe," shouted Adan. The nearby man threw the axe to him. He grabbed it and chopped an orc's head off. He and the other shop keepers were standing and fighting the creatures in the market. The market was situated in the heart of the town, so if the creatures went passed this, there will be no way to stop them. So most of the men stood here and formed a barrier to the invasion force.
"You will not have my village or our lives," shouted Adan as he killed another orc.
A goblin sneaked behind a table and jumped on Adan's back. But the goblin was ripped into half in the mid-air. Adan turned around and saw Nosteruion kill the goblin, he thanked him and went back to his killing business.
Both the men and the creatures were panting and tired, since this fight was endless. They fought for another hour continuously and cleared the market finally.
"Let's got to the entrance and stop these creatures from entering the village," said Nosteruion loudly and the others agreed.
The villagers formed one union, overwhelming the dark creatures. They sped past the streets, killing anything that lay on their path that is other than human.
When Nosteruion passed his sister's home, he took a second to look at it. The nailed door was still there, satisfied he continued with others to the village's entrance.
"Welcome to our Village, Oakvale" the words that were once on the archway was now on flames. The double doors were busted open and the orcs, goblins and Uruk-Hais came in from the shadows.
The villagers formed a straight line, blocking the way and killed the creatures one by one. Luckily, none of the creatures carried a bow and arrow; therefore, everything was hand to hand, face to face.
The fight was intense and tiring. Nosteruion was sweating from head to toe. His hands ached, he barely held his Onur. The creatures challenged his mental and physical capacities.
The strength of the villagers faded as the population of orcs and Uruk-Hais increased. The flow was non stop. The men fell one by one to the continuous assault.
"We can't hold them any longer," shouted Adan over his shoulder to Nosteruion.
Adan was right, within few more minutes this line will be broken. Therefore, Nosteruion asked them to pull back a little.
"No," shouted back Erumollion. "We have to escape, now."
"The women and children are still in their homes hiding. We can't run away now," shouted back Adan, as he slew down two goblins.
Nosteruion thought for a second as he killed two beasts with a single stroke. None came to his mind, they were terribly outnumbered by five to one and the number of men was diminishing. Even though the orcs and goblins may seem stupid, their number gives them more strength than one can imagine.
As they were fighting for their lives and the innocents, they heard sounds of hoofs. For a second, Nosteruion feared that it was some kind of a dark creature. However, it was a sound of horses.
The creatures stopped their attack and turned behind them, nervously. The villagers were surprised when the horsemen, who wore green suits and carried a horse flag, charged in and killed every single orcs, goblins and Uruk-Hais. Their arrows pinned down the orcs and their spears pierced the Uruk-Hais' back.
The villagers moved and gave way to the horsemen to enter their village and clean it. Nosteruion was happy and taken back by the help of these foreigners.
The villagers cheered and yelled in happiness when the last creature was thrown to the ground unceremoniously.
The lead man of the horsemen got down from his horse and came to Nosteruion and Adan.
Every one of the Oakvale men bowed to him and he returned their gesture.
"Who are you master?" asked Erumollion happily. His face was tired and excited as if he has seen a new hope.
"We are Rohirrims, the soldiers of Rohan. I am Eomer, son of Eomund. And these orcs are the servants of Saruman. Saruman has poisoned the mind of Théoden king and claimed lordship over these lands. My companies are those loyal to Rohan. And for that, we are banished. We were tracking these Uruk-Hais for days, forgive us, we couldn't come in here on time," replied Eomer. His face was grim but satisfied nevertheless.
"You have saved our lives and the village, for that we are in your debt," bowed Adan.
"We will help you to build your village back…" continued Eomer but Nosteruion was worried about his sister, so he slowly slipped from the ring and walked towards his home.
His house was free from fire; he thanked God once again and stepped forward.
His heart skipped a beat when he saw the nailed door broken free. Did Raina and Talia break it in order to escape from the house? Thought Nosteruion, but something was not right. He stepped in.
He heard a small cry, his heart stopped. It was Talia. He ran inside the kitchen with his sword drawn.
Talia was sitting on the floor near Raina and crying. Raina was lying on the floor and looked at the ceiling motionless.
The sword dropped from Brethil's hand involuntarily. He fell to his knee. A cold shiver ran through his spine, making his eye to move back and forth from Raina to Talia. His hands and legs started to shake as if he was shivering. He slowly crawled towards his sister's immobile body on his knee. He took her into his arms and called her name softly. No sound came out of his mouth, only air filled his lips. His jaw trembled when the horrible fact entered into his mind. He hugged her tightly into his chest and screamed with all his might. Tears flowed down like a river. He looked up at and gave an anguish cry. He hugged her tightly not willing to let go. His cry was dissolved into the stillness of night.
Raina's eyes were closed peacefully and her graceful body laid still. The only person who lived, cared and loved Nosteruion Brethil was his only sibling, but she left him alone in this cruel world forever.
"I WILL AVENGE YOU RAINA. I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE ON EVIL FOR MAKING ME AND TALIA AN ORPHAN," he yelled into the darkness and beyond.
Nothing will ever be the same to Nosteruion Brethil, indeed.
Author's comment:
Raina was one of my favorite characters, it is really sad to see her dead. hmm, now i really feel so bad!
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