I sit up. The war is upon us. I can feel the power surging through my veins. I see them on march. They are all coming. I see my father leading them though my vision is still a little blurry. I take up my bow. Malachi walks over to me.
"See brother? Do you see our full potential. We could be kings together." He puts his hand on my shoulder.
I look at him.
"Your face says a thousand words." He says.
I move my hand. I pull up my bow.
"Go on. Kill them." He says.
I release an arrow. It hits one elf in the face. I let out a breath as my arms emanate smoke. I draw back. The power is causing my head to scream. Malachi looks at me. I fall to my knees as I cough up blood.
"Ah. Yes. You're hungry. I have had this before." He says.
He tosses me a chunk of flesh.
"Uncontrollable cravings for flesh." He mutters.
I start eating it like an animal.
"Fear not brother, let them come to us. Then, we will take our vengeance." He says.
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𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰
FantasyAnother Lord of the Ring's fanfic. Well, it's more like a hobbit fanfic, but Aragon and Gimli are there as well. This might be out there but I'm doing it. Please don't hate me. An elf rises to power and is aligned with Sauron. One elf that came from...
