Buried…not forgotten. Part 6

by Dec 19, 2008Stories

Melwyn watched as the strange artifact flickered to life once more and the equally strange metallic contraption went back “Earth”.

He did not like what was happening before him; once again ‘men’ and another stranger were about to enter Lothlorien.
If not for the strict orders from Galadriel to obey Mithrandir’s words he would have filled them with arrows.

That was the perfect deterrent in preventing strangers from entering the woods.

Light running feet stemmed his thoughts as he turned to meet the 2 scouts heading towards him.

“4 score Uru-kai; heading this way and fast.”
“Time to depart, announced Mithrandir before Melwyn could say a word.
The mage turned to the leader of the small “alien” unit “Please come with us.”

The leader opened his mouth to speak when Mithandir whirled round suddenly and deflected a poison coated uru-kai arrow.

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O’neil had his weapon coming up when the old gent suddenly raised his staff and turned. Then the colonel saw the barely deflected arrow at his feet.

A wild chilling war cry from in front prevented any thought from forming.

He looked up to see a large body of hellish looking creatures heading towards them. Mithrandir’s archers were shooting arrows with perfect deadly aim; but he knew it would not be enough.

“SG1! Move!!”

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“Guard Mithrandir,” yelled Melwyn as he shot three uruk-hai in quick succession. The horde was almost upon them.
Then a cry of pain was heard. Melwyn knew before he turned who had been hit.

Salenia. His twin sister was down and in the path of the horde.

“Cover Salenia!” he yelled as he ran to her. It took a few seconds to reach her.

“Leave me!” she demanded through the haze of pain and poison. Melwyn bent to carry her but he saw an uruk-hai take aim less than 15 feet from them. There was no way he could miss.

Then a bolt of fire hit its chest and it was down.
“Get Down!” was all the warning he had before more went over his head followed by the sound of harnessed lightning that all but shattered his delicate hearing.

A quick look backwards showed that 3 strangers had lined up beside the elves and were with the aid of the bulky ungraceful black objects hurling tiny projectiles at the uruk-hai,while the tall stoic one was using what had appeared to be a staff to send fiery bolts against the enemy.

A look ahead revealed that the uruk-hai were dying…and retreating.

When a good number lay dead. Mithrandir called for a retreat. All knew; including the strangers that enemy reinforcements were a few heartbeats
away.

A quick head count revealed that Salenia was the only casualty..

Some of the elves quickly constructed a make shift stretcher. Orc and uruk-hai poison was quick to weaken anyone and if not treated…death would follow.
Melwyn grabbed some nen-tal leaves from one of the elves who had stopped to help.
He handed it to his sister. “What is that?” asked the female human

Melwyn ignored her; but Salenia replied after sending a questioning look his way. “It will slow the poison.Many thanks for your assistance.”

“You’re welcome; let me look at the wound..” she bent to help.

“No!” said Melwyn harshly. He felt the hard glare of the woman’s leader rest on him. “I care for my sister. “

The female human backed away. “Okay.”

“Major Carter,” called the leader. The woman walked towards him.

Melwyn quickly pulled out the arrow from Salenia’s right thigh; she clamped her teeth and released a loud hiss of pain. “Forgive me sister.”

“I already have; but you must show appreciation to them who have helped us,” softly scolded his kin in their tongue.

Melwyn helped her to the stretcher. “We shouldn’t have been here in the first place. We will move as fast as we can to get to Lothlorien.”
Salenia’s iron grip stopped him. “Do not let your fear and worry over me destroy you.”

Melwyn stared at her for several long seconds. “Make haste to Lothlorien.” The bearers moved off at a fast pace.

Melwyn turned to see the leader, Colonel O’Neil watching him.

The human could not be more than 40 to 50 years ; yet his gaze was old, it had measured Melwyn and found him wanting.

Melwyn stood up straighter and walked up to him.

“Welcome to Middle-Earth and try to keep up with us.”

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