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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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You cannot belong to anyone else, until you belong to yourself.

Pearl Bailey

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

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Chapter Twelve

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Kaghed stare at the scene before him. What he could tell from what the gods were showing him; was an adult human among with his men and himself in a forest like place.

'Mokûrz!' thought Kaghed as he leaned closer to the basin.

They were hunting, Kaghed guessed as he glances at their weaponry. They were high spirited, all of his men was grinning, as Mokûrz too was welcomed in the group, which brought Kaghed to smile. In the future his men will accept his son. All will be well.

The happy scenery suddenly turned into a nightmare.

His men, his son and he were ambushed by human figures that he couldn't identify. There were too many of them. His men were dropping like flies.

"Rend Mokûrz (Run Estel)!" the future Kaghed yelled to his son.

The nightmare blurred.

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Kaghed gasp, sucking his breath into his chest. Did Mokûrz survived? Did he?

Kaghed didn't have time to think of the possibility that he just saw his death, when the basin itself formed into a moving image.

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Mokûrz sat next to fireplace a few miles away from a battle, holding a large pointed stick with a pheasant hovering above the fire. He wasn't wearing any shirt, as a large cloth was tired across his chest as beside him was a bowl of blooded water, clearly telling Kaghed as he watched, that this scene will take place shortly after the first he saw.

But his son wasn't alone as he looked closer.

Across the fire lied a silver haired elf that was too was wounded.

Why was an elf there? Did his son foolishly save it? Kaghed remembered his son's elfin family has dark hair, seeing that this elf wasn't his family, then why save it. Who is this elf?

As if the Gods heard his plea, the elf woken.

The silver haired elf looked around as if confused but then startled as he glanced at his son. Kaghed watched as the elf's hand went straight to his hip as if grabbing a knife. Seeing that his weapons weren't there, the elf glared at his son in rage.

Mokûrz smiled with his crooked grin as if teasing the elf. Kaghed slightly smiled.

"What is your name?" Mokûrz asked the elf in elfish.

The elf's eyes widen hearing his son speak his tongue.

"I am called Mokûrz myself." Mokûrz continue trying to get the elf to talk.

"Legolas." The elf replied, trying to set up but stopped as he winced in pain. "If you are going to kill me, do it now. I don't like waiting."

Mokûrz's laughed echoed as the scene before Kaghed shifted into another.

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Future Kaghed looked at a scrape of paper made from skin that he held in his hands. He looked up at Brura, Gashel and a pregnant orc female that stood beside him. All around them were his men reading for battle.

Future Kaghed wrapped the skin in a roll, pocketing it in his pocket.

"We go to war!" he cried, raising his sword above his head. His men roared.

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The scenes before him flashed quicker then ever before.

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"You have a beautiful daughter, krank (father)." Mokûrz said to him as he slowly walked to up to him.

Past Kaghed eyes widen as he saw his future self holding a child in a bundle in his hands. It is possible for him in the future to have a child? Who is the child's mother?!

"Aye I do my lûk (son)." Future Kaghed said proudly looking at his daughter. Past Kaghed tried to get a better look at his future child, but couldn't. He watched as his other self looked up at his eldest son. "Come closer to meet your new sister."

Mokûrz didn't have to tell twice.

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(End of Flash Backs)

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As if the Gods didn't want him to see anymore the basin flashed into nothingness as it cleared into what it was before Brura chanted it to show him the past, present and future. Kaghed panted as he leaned back, trying to understand of what he saw.

"Know of what you saw I do." Brura said to him. Kaghed looked up a startled. How long was he sitting here in her ger (tent)? What happened? Can he look at the basin again?

As if reading his thoughts, Brura replied. "One can not rely the Echo of Moriquendi or one will grow mad." Her odd eyes priest his own. "Show you this gift in the hopes that of what you saw will come to past, I did. Know of the mistakes, so you will change them. Help you see that the Gods have given you their blessings, it did."

Kaghed nodded. Brura was right, as always. He stood up.

"I thank you, Brura." Kaghed praised her wisdom in her words. Kaghed is still concerned young for their kind and having a kind caring wise she-orc helps his ruling much better.

Brura too stood up. "Anytime." She said. "Come back, if need anything, you will. Mokûrz come visit us. Has the gift of healing he does. Can not go to waste it will not!"

Kaghed nodded happy that Brura is willing to teach his son other then himself. "I will send him here for your teaches of healing and other things."

"Do that, you will." Brura said. "Send him here after the ceremony. Teach him healing, magick, balance and much, much more."

Kaghed nodded. In this rate Mokûrz would be blessed by all females. He hope that his future son will not turn into his daughter. Their will havoc among the elves, wherever they are. He really doesn't want them to kill him because he turned him into a female.

Kaghed shook his head to get those thoughts from his head. He turned and nodded at Brura who bowed to him.

He had left.

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Back at Kaghed's tent, Mokûrz sat on the bed quietly waiting for his future guardian to return from the witch healer. Minutes before Danica had left him after a game of which she called "Rafa's (1) Fury" which reminds him somewhat of a game called "Dead Man's Crawl" of where he played many times at Rivendell with his brothers. Danica told him that she had chores to do and wished me well before Danica left him alone.

He sighed in sadness thinking about his brothers. Will he ever see them again? And what about his mother? Does she think of him dead?

He shook his head. Of course she doesn't, what was he thinking? His mother will wait for him to return just as she did for his father when he was just a babe. Only when the elves brought his body to Rivendell did she believe of him dead. This will not be any different.

He crossed his legs, sighed in boredom. What is taking Kaghed so long to get here?

He heard something at the door.

Kaghed!

He turned and sighed in disappoint that it was only Proshnak. Proshnak smiled at him, discarding his blood covered stick outside the tent and walking in as if owning the place.

"Mash ruk sing kramp (What are you doing)?" Proshnak asked him jumping on the bed beside him.

It took Mokûrz a few seconds to figure out what the orc child said to him.

"Waiting." Mokûrz answered him.

Proshnak cocked his head to one side and nodded in understanding. The two children fall into silence until Proshnak suddenly lit up with a toothy smile, showing his sharp canine like teeth. "Want to see my rocks?" he asked.

Mokûrz wondered if Proshnak is retarded or something. Looking at him, he guessed he was.

Rolling his eyes, he looked at Proshnak's rock again.

'Where are you Kaghed?' Mokûrz wondered.

(End of Chapter)



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(1): Rafa: a variant spelling of a Hebrew named "Rapha" meaning "feeble, flaccid, weak" i.e "a shade" living in Hades aka the Underworld, void of blood and animal life; therefore weak and languid like a sick person but able to think.

Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait! I got a job a month ago. I am now working at Air Base Inn as a Housekeeper. I get paid $8.05 an hour and I work 0800--1630 (8:00 AM to 4:30PM) five (5) to seven (7) days a week. LEGALLY (by law in the United States)they can not let you work more then seven (7) days they have to let you have at least one off day before you work another seven (7) or whatever how many days. I don't know if any other Countires are like that. I'm not sure. Plus I'm sick right now. Good thing I'm off Saturday and Sunday with my hubby. :) Fate is bittersweet with me right now.

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Table of Contects in the Black Speech:

Bhûllûk (accept son)

Bosnauk/Narish (ally/friend)

Krank (father)

Lobmau (female warrior)

Loburuk (female orc)

Lûb (daughter)

Lûk (son)

Shardâg (human child)

Shatraug (witch)

Urukdâg (orc child)

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"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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