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First edited Wednesday, 10 June 2009 Reason for Edit: Because to make it easier for me to update is to put Today or Ancient people of our World and put them in my stories. In this case, I'm using the Mongols as the Orcs. Not to be mean or anything if any of you (who's reading) is a Mongol. It is not because I hate you/them, I love Mongols and I can see how orcs can be like Mongols!


Last Hope of Mankind

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Summary: Au Estel age 11 has been captured by orcs after he was attacked with pack of wolves. Why haven't they tortured him yet? Why did they take him to their village and treated his wounds? Was everything that he was taught about orcs since birth been false all this time? Are they any different from elves, humans and nay other beings? And why has this orc child keep pulling his hair as if wanting to play with him? What would Estel learn form them that would help him during the War with the Ring and when he is King? Or will he in the end be killed by the other family that he only knows by calling him a traitor?


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It is difficult sharing and capturing so many years of memories
and the people behind the words—and even though that guest book
can speak volumes, in between, the pages remain so silent.

Eugenie Anderson

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"Talking"
"Elfish and Black Speech"
'thoughts'

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Chapter Eleven

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Kaghed closed his eyes, not daring to turn away from the basin, for if he does the magick that holds the basin of showing him his past would vanish and he will fail. The memories of his youth were painful, but the past can not hurt him anymore. Ever since the death of his father, his life was horrible and it killed his mother many, many years later after that memory. A mixture of repeated rape, contently taking the herb to miscarry and frequent beatings took a toll on her that eventually result to an uneasy painful death. He remembered the precious few hours he had with her that day while Karguk was out hunting with the men, as he held her hand telling her that everything would be alright and soon the pain will stop as she will ascend to the afterlife once again see her true mate, his father…. She died in his arms that night. With the help of Brura, her mate and her two eldest sons (the only children that was born at the time) they prepared her for burial; taking her heart out from her chest burning it and letting it soar with the wind and burying the body in the Holy Grounds, not before they look a piece of her flesh and eating it so that her strength would live on in them forever.

For many years afterward Kaghed mourned his mother's death and many others among the tribes, for they adored her just as they did to his father; for they were leaders. The people of Moriquendi held neither love to Lord Karguk nor any respect to him. The only reason they followed him was because he was Warlord. They knew that Kaghed will soon be Lord; it was only a matter of time. They waited for Kaghed to come of age to take the throne from him, by killing him.

Kaghed knew that the gods was testing him now and all those years ago. He took a deep and opened his eyes. The water again shifted into a swilling of colour, until it stopped and showed him again a moving image of the present.

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He saw a dark haired elf walking alone in the Forest. The elf was looking for something or for someone, guessing how the elf looked behind trees, kneeling on the path as if looking for any signs of footprints.

"Estel!" the elf cried. "Where are you?"

A silver colored horse walked up to the elf as if emerge out from the trees, its eyes looked at the elf in sadness.

Kaghed watched as the elf gracefully climbed up onto of the horse and rode of down the path of where the elf was heading calling out a name of his brother.

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Kaghed's soul turned and stiffened. The name "Estel" shook him to the core. This elf was one of Mokûrz's elfin family and they were looking for him. They are alive! But where are they now?

Kaghed couldn't think anymore at the thought. The water again changed into the present.

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Mokûrz and Danica, hand and hand ran down the village confounded by an old orc. Kaghed knew of who it was at the moment the basin shown his face: Gashel.

He watched as Danica stepped forward in front of him. They spoke to one another in a matter of involves Mokûrz. Would the orc strike him?

Kaghed watch as Gashel angrily walked off leaving the two children behind.

Danica nodded at Mokûrz. "Are you going to live with the Warlord for now on?" she asked him.

"Yeah, think so." Mokûrz told her slowly. At these words Kaghed felt happy hearing this from his ward.

Danica grinned, cocking her head."Until the Warlord has you as his bhûllûk (accept son)do you want to my friend?"

"Akh (yes)." Mokûrz said.

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The basin swirled back into nothingness of colors.

'So the human child wants me adopt him.' Kaghed thought to himself. He will deal with Gashel later; to give him a talk about treating his future son.

He smiled at the thought of his future son; it was good that he began friends with Danica.

The basin then shifted.

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Kaghed saw the elf once again, but this time he was at grand looking elfin city, where he stood with a short human female. Surrounded them was dark figures that he couldn't identify, it was as if the gods themselves doesn't wish for him to know them.

"I am sorry that I failed you, my lady." The elf told the female human. The female said nothing. Kaghed moved closer to the basin to get a better look. Who was this woman?

Kaghed watch as the woman wrapped her arms around the elf. It puzzled him, was this woman the elf's mate or sister of some kind?

"I do not blame you, Elrohir." The human told the elf. 'So that is the elf's name; Elrohir' Kaghed thought to himself.

The human's voice quivered as she spoke, her tears threading to burst into tears. What did the elf failed to do? Kaghed remembered the elf call for Mokûrz… Kaghed stopped; was this Mokûrz's mother?!

Kaghed slightly flinched as her voice once again spoke. "I know that Estel is alive. I can feel it."

"My lady, I do not want to… hurt your feelings. But… there was no sign of Estel still living."

The woman again shook her head "Nor did you find any signs that he is dead." The elf didn't spoke as if thinking of what the human had told him. "I will see him someday. Perhaps not now nor the next year. But we will. He is safe. I can feel it…"

Kaghed knew that the female human spoke the truth. Mokûrz was alive, but how can he find them to bring him back to them?

"I will not stop looking for him, Gilraen." The elf told her. His eyes burning into her own. "I swear it."

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The basin once again shifted into a swirl of colour.

Many thoughts broke out through Kaghed's mind. The female human was Mokûrz's mother, he was sure of it. He can't see the elf being Mokûrz's father. The human child was full human, he was sure of it. But then again, he felt something different about Mokûrz that he never felt before when he fight and meet other humans throughout his whole life. What is so different between the normal humans and the child?

The basin stiffened as Kaghed eyes widen as the basin formed the future of what to come.

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"Proshnak!" Danica called out, still gripping Mokûrz sore hand had the female orc pulled him to a clearing beside the village, the opposite side of where Kaghed's home was. "Proshnak! Come and play with us!" Danica called out.

In front of the two friends, where Proshnak and a group of other orc children was at, were playing what Mokûrz figured was playing a mixture of orcs and humans (1) and mud wresting; hitting each other with sticks. All of them carried large sticks smacking each other with all their might.

There was five of them. Four boys and one girl by the looks of it, as all of them were hitting each other or in the female orc's case hitting a fallen orc child as another were on top of him. All them had dark hair, dressed in leather and cotton.

Proshnak stopped as what he doing as he heard his name was called, as he got up off a younger orc child that he sitting on smacking the stick at. Mokûrz paled at the sight, was this a normal play time for these orcs, trying to kill each other? Mokûrz figured Proshnak was a peaceful orc; now looking at him, he was scary.

The younger orc child that Proshnak was hitting, slowly got to his feet and grabbed a nearby stick beside him and swung the stick across the back of Proshnak's head with all his might.

There was a large crack that broke out, making Mokûrz cringed. Never in his life did he see children hitting each other with sticks this hard.

Shocked Proshnak touched his head, seeing that he was bleeding. He turned and yelled out his warrior's cry. "Die! Die! Die!" Proshnak cried as he chased the orc child towards the village.

The younger orc panic as the taller orc was running towards him. Mokûrz and the rest of the orc children watch as the two ran out of sight.

Danica and the other orc children laughed at the scene. Mokûrz on the other hand was slightly worried for his life; to fit in he too forced himself to laugh. If he was going to live with these people, he has to be like them.

If the adults of the village weren't going to kill him, their children will.

"Who's the human, Danica?" another orc child asked, as the other children walked up to them.

Mokûrz gripped Danica's hand tighter.

Danica smiled. "This is Warlord's bhûllûk (accept son), Mokûrz." She announced.

Each and every orc child stares at him with curiously.

"Want to play?" asked one.

Mutely Mokûrz nodded slowly.

(End of Chapter)


(1): Orcs and humans: basically I got the idea from a game that is known as "Cops and Robbers". When I was a younger we (as in my sister, me and our cousins) played that game with sticks and stones by pretending they were guns, as the rocks were the bullets. Great fun, but its painful after the game was over. We also used the sticks and rocks with a game we called "hunting deer" as two were hunters and the rest were the deer. The two who gets hit on the head or chest gets to be the 'it' persons as they are now the hunters. Think of it as a "hide and go seek" with the twist of when you found the person, you have to chase them and throw a rock at them.

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Author's Notes: So here is the chapter! Sorry for the wait and the shortness of this chapter. Got a little busy in life. Anyway, hope the story is okay. I know there are lots of mistakes, but I don't have a beta for this story sadly. :'( If any wish to, please e-mail me and the rest of the un-beta chapters. If you are my beta I will add you to my beta list on my profile.

Below are lists that WILL be repeated many times in this story and the sequel(s).

Bhûllûk (accept son)

Lobmau (female warrior)

Loburuk (female orc)

Lûb (daughter)

Lûk (son)

Shardâg (human child)

Shatraug (witch)

Urukdâg (orc child)

"Good Orc(s) Challenge": To any Authors out there those wish to do this Challenge. The story must be about one or group(s) of orcs that are "good", different from the Orcs that we see from the movies & books. In the story, you must show the way these orcs live, their families and their way of life, such as: their customs, their religion etc. Also make a believable excuse WHY and HOW these orcs are "good". In this Challenge, you must write a reasonable way to get these orcs to help any LotR Character that you choose; doesn't matter where in the time line, it is your choice. The Plot of the story is also your choice. This Challenge is NOT a one-shot. It MUST be a more than one chapter story. Good luck.

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