Again, I must apologize for the lateness of this update. Sorry peoples!
Well, I'm pleased to say I've gotten 6 reviews since my last update. (Good job!)Here are the responses:
invisigoth3: lol Hermionelily and I are working together on The Lost Tale of Arwen Undomiel together, so we share ideas with this story, and she reads over my chapters before they are posted. Yeah, about writer's block... (know any good cures?) lol
classacte: I'm happy for the reviews I'm getting so far, but I need to know what people think of my work. So far, everybody likes it:)
Rabid Angel: Thanks for the review!
pusa-kitty-katz: Glad you like it! I hope I can keep it interesting...lol.
sehellys: No, you can't review four times. (It would be pretty funny though!) You want a TP question? Alright here it goes: 'Who wields the Elven sword Glamdring?' I know the answer without looking! ;) you should too!;)
person (): Thanks! I try! (Sorry I couldn't update sooner!)
On with the story...
After the raid, Treva was lost. Lost, lost with no one to find her, and no one to find. She followed the orcs. They had destroyed her, and she wanted to know why. She didn't follow them very long. The orcs soon discovered her. They took her prisoner, and taunted her. Tortured her. They decided, out of jest, to take her to their authority, and have her questioned. Days, she spent without water or food. Nights, she spent without sleep or rest. She grew. Not only physically, mind you, but mentally. And, she was a quick learner. She learned how to hide her weaknesses from her enemies. She learned when to be silent, and when to speak. She learned to not let her pain show, or slow her down.
She was taken to Mordor. Morannon, the Black Gate, daunted her. She was frightened when her gaze fell upon it. It had an evil purpose, to capture, and mutilate, and never release. She did not want to be embraced by it's icy, merciless, walls. But she was forced to. Made to. Broken.
Treva remembered much of her years spent in her nightmare named Mordor. Still young, so young, and naive. Her enemies discovered they could hurt this child more emotionally than physically. And so they did. They told her terrible lies. Lies she had to believe.
Her family, they said, had abandoned her. Discarded her, as a piece of leftover trash. Disowned her. Left. At first, she couldn't believe this lie. But her past was so shaken, so blurry now. She couldn't know better. She believed them.
Dwarves, they said, were ruthless, stupid, and coward. They waited in their caves for someone to slaughter, or to be slaughtered. She knew no better. She believed them.
Men, they lied, where all coward. They wandered the woods, avoiding everyone, or make small villages to dwell in, they disconnected themselves from the world. They were a waste of time. From what she knew of her race, this was all true. She only knew of her small village. She believed the lies.
And Elves, they said, were the worst of all. Ashamed to be of relation to the elves, the orcs spoke poorly of this race. Cunning, and evil. Swift, and dangerous. Sly, and treacherous. A terrible existence covered, masked by their so-called beauty. Betrayers. Murderers. They twisted this girl's thoughts until she, above all else, hated the elves. No, no, not hate. Loath. Her twisted mind loathed the elves. Completely, utterly.
Her enemies used this hate for their own foul craft. Her hate is what drove her though her combat training. Her hate pushed her to best the orcs, until they trembled before her. She was sent to higher levels of the Tower. She was proved there to be the best warrior. She was moved higher and higher, until she became one of Sauron's most favoured assassins.
In her heart, though, Treva always knew that this was not her path, but she was powerless to change it, powerless to deny it.She neverdared to follow her heart and reject the lies. Darkness consumed her, and she was helpless to stop it.
That is probably the best place to stop for now.
Good job with the reviews! I'm going to try and update soon after I get five reviews this time! I know you can do it:)
