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Lord Of The Rings

Title: The devil's cry

Fandom: lord of the rings

Pairing: Aralas

~unfinished

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"It burns!! It burns!!!" Cried Gollum as he fought the rope around his neck. "No, no, must not go back into the shadows, precious...but the sun burns!! burns!!!!" The creature cried, followed by a loud screech.

Gollum's eyes were met with grey ageless eyes before him. The man had his hood pulled up, his weather worn jacket blew lightly in the wind. "I would hold your tongue if I were you!" scoffed the Ranger. Dragging the creator as the rope pulled tight in his grip.

"Filthy hobbit! He stole it!! Nasty man, a ranger he calls himself yet he does not show us mercy!" Growled the creature. "We knows...we knows!!" His tone raised with fear.

The Ranger grasped a stone in his hand, immediately raising it to the creature as it cried and screeched. But Strider's attempts to silence the creature was interrupted by heavy echoing footsteps within the valley. Filled with fear the man turned to Gollum. "What does the creature know, what is he hiding from Strider!?" Cried the Ranger gripping the hilt of his sword.

The creature bellowed and the Ranger threw the hood off his face. Sudden pain struck Strider in his head and he fell with a scream, still holding onto the rope.

Aragorn turned to see who hit him. Gazing upon him were Orcs, hundreds of them charging towards the Ranger. "Alas, the Orcs of Mordor!" Wailed the Ranger as he stood to his feet, knocking an Orc upon its head with a thrust of his sword. Strider then cut the legs of another as it tangled itself around the rope holding Gollum.

"Elendil!" Shouted Strider piercing an Orc as it charged towards the Ranger. All the while Gollum screeched and shouted.

Suddenly another voice from a distance broke the sound of clashing swords, "Tul- awaui! (Get down!)" Aragorn obeyed and dropped to his hands and knees, then an arrow flew towards the Orc, striking him in the head causing instant death.

A young elf appeared through the trees. Armed with a bow as he sprinted to the Ranger.

Aragorn stood to his feet in amazement as the elegant creature equipped his bow with two arrows then with a blink of an eye the arrows flew from the bow, going right through one Orc and passing to another, sticking themselves in the Orc's chest. The two fell with a thud and lay lifeless. If it wasn't for Gollum screaming breaking Aragorn away from his thoughts he would have been struck by a blade.

The Ranger turned and sliced the head off an oncoming Orc who had its sword drawn to the man. It was then Aragorn realized how close he was to the borders of Mirkwood, this elf must be one of the wood elves coming to aid hearing the commotion.

"Orcs! Nasty Orcs! We hates them!!" The creature cried but soon fell silent as he watched a blade from an orc fall to the ground. His lips curled into a smirk as he used the blade to cut the rope and dashed into the forest.

The young Elf got tangled on the rope causing him to fall as he cried in dismay, but he quickly realized nothing was attached to the end of the rope, isn't there supposed to be a creature on the other end of this? "Estel!" Cried the elf as he used his two daggers to defend himself.

The Ranger turned upon hearing the elf's cry. Squinting to the fair elf until the man gave a hard tug on the rope feeling the slack in it. Instead of the wailing creature, what pulled back was a cut rope, strider saw it was uneven, the shape of an Orc blade. Aragorn threw the rope to the ground. "Alas, the creature cut himself loose! He heads west!" Shouted Aragorn, strangling an Orc with the remaining rope.