Elves ran after them, stopping every few feet to shoot one. Orcs fell everywhere. The elves drew their swords when their arrows were gone. There was a battle between them.
Nadia looked at the fallen elves hoping she wouldn’t see Orodreth, Earendur or Elladan amongst them. The elves did their best to make sure the orcs didn’t get through to Nadia, Uruvie and Lorrieane. Their best wasn’t good enough. Five orcs managed to make it past them. The first swung his sword at Nadia. She blocked him. The others went for Lorrieane and Uruvie. The orc swung his sword again. Nadia stabbed him quickly. She pulled the sword out and regained her composure. An arrow whizzed by her head. She turned around. An orc with his sword raised to kill her fell over backwards. She looked towards the archer. It was Elladan. Nadia smiled and whispered her thanks. He smiled back and stabbed another orc in the stomach. She watched him hoping he wouldn’t get hurt. She felt something grab her arm. She looked back. It was an orc. She screamed and tried to get away. The orc grabbed her other arm and flung her over his shoulder. She looked back. Elladan was trying to get to her but he wasn’t able to get through the swarm of orcs surrounding him and he had run out of arrows. More orcs surrounded them and they ran from the battle.
She screamed and kicked and did everything she could to make getting out of the battle as difficult for the orc as possible. The orc stopped and set her on the ground. Nadia tried to run but the orc hit her on the head and she blacked out.
“Nadia!” Elladan tried to get to her. Orcs blocked his path. He was forced to stop and fight them. He soon lost sight of her and the other orcs that had gone too. The battle lasted to long for Elladan. After all the orcs had been killed they counted the dead.
“How many dead?” Elohir asked an elf.
“None. But we have 3 fatally wounded and five with minor hurts.” the elf replied.
“Elladan. What are you doing?”
“I am going to get Nadia back.”
“You can’t. At least not yet. We must get the wounded back to Rivendell then we can start out refreshed to find her. They will not kill her. If they were going to kill her they could have done it already.”
“I don’t care. I won’t leave her to suffer from the orcs.”
“Elladan,” Elladan turned around and was surprised to find that Orodreth who usually never said anything was speaking to him. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking you are the only one who wants her back now. Nadia is my daughter. I will do anything to get her back safely. If we go after her now then we would not only die but she would probably wind up getting hurt in the battle possibly killed. That isn’t a chance I want to take, I will NOT take. I will not risk it. We can gather stronger elves who aren’t worn out. It will be better. We can start out stronger ourselves. You can either come with us and be smart or get yourself killed. It is your choice.”
When Orodreth had finished speaking everyone was looking at Elladan waiting for him to make up his mind.
“There aren’t many orcs left. We can take them. I am willing to die to make sure Nadia is safe.”
“Have you not listened to a word my father has said? I know you are willing to die for her. So are I and everyone else here. She could get hurt do you not understand? She could be killed. The orcs would kill her if they knew they couldn’t win the fight and decide to kill her to make sure we don’t get her back. They would do that, you and I both know it.” Earendur was breathing heavily and looked worn out and angry.
“I will go with you just to get more elves to help get her. That is the only reason I am going.” Elladan brushed past them and started towards Rivendell.
“Get the wounded.” Elohir ordered. They reached Rivendell and went straight to Lord Elrond.
“Nadia has been taken by the orcs. We must find her father.” Elladan told his father without even saying hello or giving his father a chance to look up and realize they were in the room.
“I know. I have elves preparing themselves to go find her. Are you hurt?”
“No. I am fine.”
“Elohir? Are you hurt?”
“Let me see.” Elrond ordered.
Elohir walked over to his father and let him examine his arm, “Take off your tunic and let me see it better.”
Elohir took it off [hehe] and held his arm out for Elrond to inspect. He smeared some medicine on it and wrapped a cloth on it to stop the bleeding.
“Elladan come here. I want to make sure you are telling the truth.”
Elladan walked over to the couch, “Take off your tunic also.”
Elladan did as he was told. Elrond inspected both his arms before looking at his back and sides.
“You laid, Elladan. You have a rather deep cut in your side.”
“It doesn’t matter Ada. I will be fine. It doesn’t even hurt.”
“No. You do not know that. It looks bad. Hold still and let me look at it. The longer you fight with me the more time you waste and the farther away Nadia gets.”
Elladan held still and let Elrond look at it. Elrond smeared some of the same medicine on to it only more. Elladan winced as the cold, stinging medicine touched the cut. Elrond forced some of the medicine down into the cut.
“Owe Ada. Must you do that? It hurts much worse than it did before.”
“I thought it didn’t hurt before. I am sorry that it hurts so but I must heal it. If I don’t it will become infected,” Elrond took some more of the medicine and forced more down the wound. He ripped some more cloth and glued it to the wound using tree sap. [Really sticky stuff. I was sitting under a tree for this one time in science and some tree sap fell on my head and got on my jeans and all and I couldn’t get it off for along time. And it smells gross. Sorry for rambling on. Back to the story.]
“Ada. I hate it when you use that stuff.”
“I know but it will feel better. Go see your mother so she doesn’t worry herself to death and she will feed you two of course. I have others to tend to.”
Elladan and Elohir walked to where they knew their mother was waiting for them.
“Elladan. Elohir. My sons. Are you alright? Are you hurt? What happened?”
“There was a battle Amil. We are both fine. Ada checked us over already.” Elohir told his mother and hugged her.
Elladan at down beside his mother, “Nadia was captured by the orcs Amil. We must find and bring her back.” Elladan leaned into his mother and started to cry.
Celebriann wrapped her arms around her son, “It will be alright Elladan. You will find her. I know you will.”
Elladan stopped crying and said, “I hope so. Amil. I don’t know what I would do if we couldn’t find her. I think I would die.”
“You wouldn’t die Elladan. You couldn’t there are too many here who love you.”
“If I didn’t die mother, I would wish for death everyday so I could be with her. I love her to much for her to be gone and me to be left behind.”
“You don’t mean that Elladan. That would leave me and I wouldn’t be whole if you were gone.” Elohir looked ready to cry.
“It is alright Elohir. I won’t wish that because we will find her.” Elladan pulled away from Celebriann and hugged Elohir.
“Come my sons. We must get you something to eat so you will not be worn out.”
Elladan and Elohir followed their mother over to a table laden with food and drink. They both sat down and hungrily tried to shove everything into their mouths at once.
When they had finished they gave the mother a hug and kiss and went to find their father. Lord Elrond was just finishing up patching the last elves wound.
“Ada. Are the elves ready?”
“Yes. You’re ready to go. The others are waiting by the bridge for you two.”
Elladan and Elohir ran to the bridge. 50 elves including Earendur, Orodreth and Arealion were there waiting for them. Lorrieane was beside Arealion her hand through his.
“Find Nadia. She is my best friend. I don’t want to lose her.” Lorrieane told them all.
“Thank you all for helping to find my daughter. I wish the best upon you,” Uruvie turned towards her husband and son, “Come back to me. I couldn’t stand it if I lost you. Find her and bring her back.” She kissed them both lightly on the cheek and stepped away from them so they could get on their horses.
Elladan and Elohir went to where their horses were waiting for them. They climbed lightly onto the horses backs. Elrond came out and said, “Hurry and find her. Nadia’s fate rests with you.”
Nadia opened her eyes and groggily sat up. There were so many voices around her. She tried to rub her eyes but found her hands tied together. Her legs were also tied together. As her eyes came into focus she saw she was surrounded by orcs and everything came flooding back. Nadia started to panic.
“Look it. She’s awake,” one of the orcs nearest to her said.
“Good,” said what was obviously the leader of the orcs. “We don’t have to carry her anymore. She can run.”
“I am not going anywhere with you. Untie me immediately. “
“You are rather brave for a she elf that is tied up and surrounded by creatures that would like no better than to kill her.”
“Than kill me,” Nadia spat into his face.
The orc wiped it away and slapped her. “If we were going to kill you we would have done it already. No. No. The master wants you for himself.”
Nadia’s eyes opened wide in fear, “What does your master intend to do with me?”
The orcs all looked at her then laughed. One bent down to cut her ropes. He lifted her up to her feet. Then he started dragging her when all of the other orcs started running.
The orc grabbed her roughly and pushed her ahead of him. She fell to the ground and didn’t get back up. He tried to make her stand but she wouldn’t.
“What is the problem back here?” the leader asked.
“She won’t get up. She won’t run. What am I supposed to do with her?”
“Give her some medicine. Maybe she’ll want to run then.”
An orc came up with a bottle. He tipped it up and tried to force her to swallow the vile tasting medicine. Nadia spit it back out into his face. Another orc grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. The orc forced some of the medicine down her throat and held her mouth so she couldn’t spit it out. It burned and stung going down her throat.
“Do you feel like running now? Or would you rather drink some more?” the orc growled at her.
“I’ll run. Don’t make me drink anymore of that stuff.”
The orcs surrounding her laughed. It was hideous and made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She got to her feet and ran with them. Tears stung her eyes and Nadia hoped that Elladan would come and find her.
The elves turned their horses around and left Rivendell. They went back to where the battle had been fought. They followed the trail left by the orcs. After a few days of riding and the trail going straight they came to a fork where it seemed the orcs had split up.
“Which trail do we take?” an elf asked Elladan.
“Take 25 elves and go down the left trail. I will take the others and go down the other trail. If you find her send someone to tell us so that we do not wander forever. If we find her I will do the same for you. Elohir, Earendur, Orodreth come with me down the right trail.” Elladan said.
They split up and went their separate ways. They continued on for a few days not finding anything that said she was still alive yet not finding anything that signaled she was dead. They didn’t sleep and they rode their horses quickly.
“Elladan. We have to stop,” Earendur told him. “The horses won’t be able to go on much longer and the elves are getting tired. Even if we caught up to the orcs we wouldn’t be able to do much because we are all to tired and worn out. We can’t help Nadia like this.”
“We stop for 2 hours. No more than that.”
The elves dismounted quickly and searched through their bags for lembas then let the horses go to graze. After they had all eaten they set two on watch for a half hour then went to sleep. After the two hours was over they all woke feeling refreshed and revitalized. They mounted their horses and set off.
Nadia had been running for three days with the orcs. She was quickly tiring.
“Give her some more medicine,” the leader Duglak said.
She was forced to drink more of the medicine.
“We haven’t stopped for three days. I ain’t goin no further if I don’t get some thing to eat,” a random orc said.
“Fine. Get some wood for a fire,” Duglak agreed.
Nadia sat on the ground trying not to draw attention to herself.
“Where are you taking me?” Nadia asked timidly.
“That is where the master wanted us to bring you.”
Nadia bit her lip and shivered. It was growing darker and becoming chilly. The orcs got a fire going and the heat warmed her up. The orcs ate but didn’t even offer her any. Not that Nadia expected them to. When they had finished the leader grabbed her and flung her over his back
“We are getting closer to them. In less than an hour we should reach them,” Earendur told them and lifted his head off the ground.
“Come then. We ride quickly.”
They kicked the horses into a gallop and started off again.
“Something chases us. I can smell it.” Duglak told the other orcs. “Draw you weapons and prepare to fight them. Put the girl in the center. Kill her if you know they are going to win. I don’t care how you do it just kill her.” Duglak tied her hands and feet so she couldn’t get away.
Elves came silently on foot. They hid in the woods. The orcs couldn’t see or hear them but Nadia could. She whimpered in pain for the ropes were cutting into her skin.
“They tied her up and put her into the center. They know we are here.” Elohir told Elladan. “Do you want me to signal the ok for them to shoot?”
Elohir raised his hand and brought it down quickly. A steady stream of arrows went into the orcs. Elves came rushing out of the woods to fight the orcs who stood their ground still surrounding Nadia.
Elladan hacked his way through the orcs trying to reach Nadia. The battle was long and intense. The orcs saw they were not going to be able to win.
“Kill the girl.” Duglak yelled.
The orc nearest her turned as raised his sword. Nadia tried to get away but fell over onto her back. He brought the sword down and thrust it through her stomach.
“Uh.” Nadia’s breath caught in her throat.
The pain in her stomach was so terrible she was wishing death would come soon and get it over with.
“Nadia!” Elladan screamed in shock and horror.
He slashed and hacked at the orcs trying to get to her to save her. He sliced the head off the orc that had stabbed Nadia.
“No. Nadia it will be alright. Stay awake,” Elladan untied her hands and feet.
Earendur ran over to them. He knelt down and held her hand. He bent his head down to her hand. He tore some cloth from his tunic and pressed it to the wound.
“Elladan?” Nadia tried speaking and coughed up blood.
“Oh Nadia. Stay awake. Don’t go. We will get you back to my father. You’ll be alright.”
“I am sorry Elladan. You fought so well. Thank you for trying.”
Orodreth and Elohir came up with the horses.
“We must try to make it to Rivendell before she…” Orodreth’s voice trailed off.
Elladan climbed up onto his horse. Earendur gently lifted her up and helped set her upon the horse.
“It hurts Elladan.”
“I know Nadia. I know. We are trying to get you to my father so he can heal you.”
They set off as quick as they could go. They rode for three days before the horses could go no further. Elladan gently laid Nadia on the ground. Her eyes were closed and breathing shallow and strained. Her face was drenched in sweat.
“What can we do for her?” Orodreth asked.
“Athelas. It is the only thing we can get now. Find some and start a fire.”
A fire was started and athelas was gathered. The athelas was thrown into the pot. Nadia’s breathing slowly became more regular. She opened her eyes.
“What is it Nadia?” Orodreth knelt beside her.
“I don’t want to die. Don’t let me die. Please.” Nadia told him.
“You won’t die Nadia. We won’t let you. You will be fine.”
“Nadia. If you were to die it would break my heart. I love you.” Elladan told Nadia and he started to cry. He leaned over and kissed her forehead.
Nadia smiled and reached her hand up to brush his hair out of his face. “I love you too, Elladan.”
She coughed and blood came up. Elladan took a piece of cloth and wiped the blood away. Nadia smiled and closed her eyes.
“The athelas is wearing off. We must leave now.”
Elladan sat Nadia upon the horse and climbed up after her. The going was slow for the horses were still tired. They came upon Rivendell in five hours. Elrond was already waiting for them with Uruvie and Lorrieane. Elladan stopped his horse. He pulled Nadia off the horse with him.
“Is she all right?” Uruvie came running up.
“No. She is hurt. Ada. You must save her.”
“I will try Elladan. I can not make any promises though.” Elrond took Nadia out of Elladan’s arms.
“Elladan.” Nadia tried reaching out for him.
“It will be ok Nadia.” Elrond turned and carried her into his house.
“Is Nadia alright?” Uruvie asked anyone who would answer her.
“Uruvie. She might not make it.” Orodreth held his wife while she cried.
“What happened?” Lorrieane asked.
“They tied her up and formed a circle around her. When they realized they were not going to win the battle they tried to kill her.” Arealion was the only one who answered her.
“Oh no.” Lorrieane’s shoulders slumped.
“Why don’t you go get dressed in something else. You all look like you could use it. When you are done food will be ready for you in the hall.” Celebriann told them.
Elladan looked down. The entire front of his tunic was covered in blood. It was a mixture of Nadia’s blood and his own blood. He looked around at the others. Everyone else was covered in blood too. A lot of the blood was orc blood but some was still their own. Earendur also had Nadia’s blood staining his tunic.