《Lost in the woods:A Silmarillion fanfic》Loss and Heal
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the chapter contains drama
It was him. I knew him like for half an hour and i cared about him. What in the black cat ?! Sometimes i cant understand myself. Around him and all over the place was killed orks (like many orks, at least 35). He fight to defend as he said to me.
I sat by his side. He was still breathing but his eyes was shut.
"Gareth?Hey! Guard! The prisoner escaped wake up!" I yelled. I couldn't see where exactly he was injured because almost all his armor was covered with ork blood(or his idk)
Finally he opened his eyes slowly.
"Thank Eru!(well that's how elves call their god)I thought you died for a moment!"
" I'm not dead now but i have not enough time left. I completed my mission .I defended the camp and you. Now Mandos(the underworld) is waiting for me." He said with a hopeless expression in his face.
"Stop being a drama queen Gareth! You're not gonna die ! Not tell me were they hit you!" I said and I started searching him. And he was in a bad condition.
He had wounds everywhere and he had lost a lot of blood which had collected around him like a little pond.
"I can fix it trust me!" I had no idea how to help him in reality i just was truing to tie the biggest wound but blood covered everything.
"Sometimes you have to accept your destiny.. prisoner.." he told me.
"So you give up now? Let me tell you that you choose your own destiny!"
" I hope you're right .Go on then!Live your life! Is too late for me!"
"No! You can live! Believe me! And stop being dramatic!"
"Tell my brother i died in the first battle with glory and pride! Don't forget me!" He said and took my hand.
"Wait when you expected to tell me that you have a brother?! Gareth? Gareth stop it...You scare me! Gareth?..."
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He just closed his eyes and passed out. I was still holding his hand ( i felt sad even when i was writing the chapter 😿)
Now i was sad and angry the same time. And i wanted to tell his brother he died like a drama queen. But he didn't deserved it.
I heard steps behind me but they were not from Ork or soldier .I could barely hear them.
"He died?" A unknown voice asked me. It was a female voice.
"He fell with glory and pride!"I answered . Someone shat next to me.
"That's what happens in the battles!"the voice said.
It was an elleth(female elf) who wore a white dress like mine. She had long silver hair and for sure she was taller that me.
"You know him? Are you his relative?" I asked her.
"No! I have not met before. I came to help you but there's no need now!"
"You're a healer?"
"You're not? You must be from the team from the south side of the camp , i didnt knew another woman healer came with us."
As it seemed the healers there wore always white clothes and most of them were men(the second is accurate according Tolkien). And because i was wearing a white dress she believed i was one of them.
"My name is Sanya!"
"Im Alex!"
"We cant stay no longer here! We have to help and the other injured if they exist"
"I have to tell his brother for him. But the battle us not over yet. "
"You'll find him later! Come with me!"
"Give me a second!"I took of the Gareth his red cape and covered him . He was the first and the only know dead Noldor in the first battle.
"Where we going now? "
"North! The army is too far now chasing the orks in the plains in front if us but we have to search the nearest meadows for injured. I don't think they'll exist more, nothing can stop now the Noldor, but that's our job. "
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"I'll search the forest!"i told her before think what I had in my mind.
"Great but font go alone to far!"
"Don't worry! I'll be fine!"
(and when i said something like that nothing goes fine then)
"Before you go there take this!"
She gave me a small knife.
"You may need it for many reasons but i hope everything will go fine."
"Okay! Thank you!" I said and disappeared into the woods.
I searched for enough time the little forest but I didn't no one there only slayed orks and their weapons.
When i reached the end of the forest I decided go back and find Sanya to tell her what i (didn't) found.
Then in the dark someone or something grabbed me by my wrist .
"What the?"I pointed with my knife the direction this something tried to drag me ready for everything.
"What are you doing here prisoner?" I heard a familiar (unfortunately i preferred to be an ork) voice .
"Are you insane? I thought you was an ork!Why are you here? You're supposed to be with tour father!" Obviously it was Maedhros again. And i had no idea why he was there.
" I turn back to insure that no more orks were coming from this way .And i found YOU! Obviously the guard didn't found you! Now you're gonna try to hit me with this knife?!" He asked ironically.
" I wished i could stab you with this but you're too tall for me .And that not a compliment for your height!"
"So what are you doing here?"
"I'm with the healers trying to help. But if you gonna stay here for longer ,none of us can help anyone."
"You help the injured with a knife?"
"That's for myself if an Ork attached me!"
"So you kill orks with this butterknife as you did previously with your pan?"
"O my ...Just let me go you dump!"
"Let me think...No! you'll stay in the camp!" He said and dragged me to the camp.
"Im not gonna call no guard to take you there! I'm gonna do it by myself!"
"Alex? What happened? I heard you talking to someone!" I heard Sanya yelling and she showed up behind the trees.
"Oh! Lord Maedhros!What are you doing there?"(akwardness level 100)
"Who are you?" Maedhros asked her with a suspicious face.
"I'm one if the healers of the north team." Sanya answered.
"Well..This girl here tried to trick ,you make you believe she is a healer but in reality she our prisoner who escaped in the battle!"
"I was trying to save Gareth's life and mine! I was not trying to escape! I was trying to help you!" i yelled.
Sanya stayed silent.
"That's excuses ! Go do your job! I have to insure she'll not trick anyone this time!"
"Wait my lord!" Sanya said then.
Maedhros stopped.
" I can take her to the camp trust me!"
"As you wish! Take her back! But if i learn later she escaped again you gonna be punished for this mistake!"
"You cant do this!" I mumbled.
"I can do and I'll do want i want! Now silence!"
"Why you act like your father? I thought because you've done babysitting your brothers youll be better than him!Tell me one reason why you behave like that? I've done something to you?"i yelled( cmon he was such a rude person)
"You did nothing...yet. But you denied our friendship and know you're our prisoner!If you change your mind maybe i can be more gentle with you."
"Take her back now!" He ordered turning to Sanya. Then he let my hand and disappeared in the trees.
"Son's of Feanor act like punks some times!" I groaned.
"Come! I have to take you to the camp now!" Sanya said.
"Okay! I hope there i could eat at least my breakfast because I haven't put nothing in my mouth by the time i woke up!"
"Don't worry! We can fix it!"
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