Fan Fiction ❯ The Sorrows of Tomorrow ❯ Secret Plans ( Chapter 1 )

Title: The Sorrows of Tomorrow

Summary: Trouble brews deep in the heart of Mirkwood and Rhun, and the darkness thickens. Friends will be pitted against each other and only hope can save them.

Notes: Whelp here is the sequel to Broken Eternity and hope everyone likes it. Its major AU and man lots of angst and other things thrown in hehe. Sorry it took so long to toss it out but been extremely busy with college and such.

Chapter 1: Secret Plans

The elf cursed angrily as he ran deeper into Mirkwood forest. He had almost succeeded in killing that human with his own hands but hadn't because of his prince. That stupid elf would pay with his life for interfering with his vengeance and anyways he had been corrupted by that human. Hearing a branch snap by, he slid to a halt and looked around. Something was watching him and he didn't like it. Two figures stepped out of the trees and stopped a few feet away. One was tall and wore a white cloak with a hood that covered its face. The other was a dark elf with short black hair and cold brown eyes. For some reason both of them gave him the creeps and he shivered.

The elf regarded him for a moment before asking, "Why have you come into this part of Mirkwood elf?"

He looked at the two of them suspiciously but shrugged. Somehow he doubted that the king would send anyone to hunt him yet and it would be good to tell someone.

"Because I Lossëdil tried to avenge my brother's death on that cursed mortal Estel."

The she-elf cocked a slim eyebrow and looked at him skeptically. "And did you succeed?"

Lossëdil shrugged angrily, "No because of his cursed brothers, but I will have my revenge on him and Legolas."

The she-elf's face darkened and she smiled cruelly. "Did you say Legolas? King Thranduil's son?"

"Yes I did. Why?"

The cloaked being raised a hand and Lossëdil fell to the floor unconscious.

"Tis a good thing that he stumbled across us when he did, for I would have never known of this."

"What do you plan on doing Serutia?"

She turned and smiled up at the other. "Why my dear wizard exact revenge against there king and this elf with help me."

A few days later Serutia sent spies to discover what was going on in Mirkwood and the news pleased her. It appeared that the mortal Estel had died and all elves were in mourning. The Imladris elves would soon be leaving Mirkwood and returning home to bury the mortal. A plan soon formed in her mind and she smiled in triumph.

"What are you plotting my dear?"

Turning, her golden hair swirled around her before settling against her shoulders. She smiled at her companion and then gazed up at the sky.

"Why my dear friend revenge of course and that mortal will help me obtain it.

~

The Imladris elves had been riding for a few hours through Mirkwood and yet Elrond felt uneasy. Something sinister kept slithering across his senses and it had started since they had left the palace. Whatever it was he wished it would leave them be since they had enough to deal with.

"What is it Ada?"

The elf-lord noticed Elrohir watching him with a worried expression. He tried to smile reassuringly but it didn't fool either of his sons.

"I feel as if something evil is watching us from the shadow and yet I do not know where."

"I have felt it is well Ada and I don't like it. It is as if Mirkwood has become even darker then usual and I cannot wait until we leave here." Elladan replied quietly.

Elrohir agreed whole heartedly with them both and sighed. He hoped that they could make it out of Mirkwood without encountering anything overly hostile or bothersome. Gazing ahead at the wrapped bundle between two of their guards, he felt a tear slip down his cheek and wiped it away. He still couldn't believe that his little brother was gone and wished it was all a dream. It was just only a few days ago when they had all journeyed to Mirkwood and everyone had been in good spirits. Now it was a different story and he wished that they had never brought Estel to Mirkwood. Perhaps then he would still be alive and not in the Halls of Mandos.

A noise ahead startled all the elves and they froze. Suddenly a snarl was heard and loud crashing. Elrohir's eyes widened and a sense of dread filled him. One of the scout's horses neighed in terror and something lunged onto the path.

"Tis Yrch's!"

A huge party of them followed after the first one and soon a fierce battle was waged. Two Orcs stood on the sidelines watching the others fight but did not enter the fray. There mission was different and had to be timed just right.

"Tis a pity that we cannot join in the fun and kill some elves, Feun."

Feun glanced at his companion and gazed back at the battle.

"Aye Groto, but I'd rather not face that elf witch and lose my head."

Groto nodded in agreement and gazed after there prey. The elves that were guarding the bundle were slowly being drawn away by the Orcs. Nodding to his companion, he leaped into the battle and rushed towards the horse. It neighed in terror and lashed out. Dodging the hooves, he lashed out with his axe and sliced its head off. Feun walked over to the dead animal and lifted the bundle.

Feun smiled in satisfaction and glanced at his second. "Give the call for retreat, we have what we need."

Cupping his hands to his face, Groto shouted for them to retreat. Turning around, he raced after his captain and could hear the other Orcs following.

Elrond slashed at the last remaining Orc and glanced around. His twin sons were fine and only seemed to suffer a minor scrape or two. A few of his elven guards appeared to suffer a few minor injuries as well.

"My lord."

One of his guards stood before him and appeared extremely agitated. A sense of forbidding filled his soul and he somehow knew that something was terrible wrong.

"What is it Morgeran?"

"I am sorry to say this, but Estel's body has been taken."

"What!"

Grey eyes widening in anguish, the Lord of Imladris gazed in shock at the guard before looking over at the twins. His sons had heard his cry and had raced to his side.

Elrohir gripped his father's arm and gazed at him worriedly. "What is it Ada?"

"Has something happened?" Elladan asked from his other side.

Putting an arm around each of his sons, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Your gwador's body has been taken by the Yrch's and I fear that is the reason for this attack."

Elladan stiffened and gazed at the guard. Morgeran nodded in agreement and looked away in sorrow. It couldn't be true, how could this have happened? Letting out an anguish cry, Elladan sank to the ground and covered his face. Elrohir turned into his father's arms and gripped his clothes. This had to be a dream or a horrible nightmare. Closing his eyes, he began to sob uncontrollably and felt his father's arms tighten.

Lord Elrond opened his eyes and came to a decision. He wouldn't stop until he found his son's body and killed the Orcs who had taken him.

"Morgeran tell the others to treat there wounds and then be ready to return to Mirkwood palace."

His guard nodded and quickly went to do his bidding.

"Ada?"

Gazing down into his oldest son's eyes he smiled reassuringly. "Do not despair Elladan, I promise we will find him."

Elladan nodded in agreement and stood up. Stepping forward he hugged his father and twin. They would find Estel and those who had taken him no matter what.

~

Serutia sat astride her undead horse and glanced into the forest. The moon glowed overhead and everything was quiet. A snarl sounded nearby and then an Orc stepped into the moonlight. Looking at the elf for a moment, the Orc laid the white bundle onto the ground. Smiling in satisfaction, she swung down from her horse and knelt next to the bundle. Pulling the cloth aside she saw the young human known as Estel and brushed his hair back. The young one's face was pale and he only looked like he was sleeping. Stepping back she motioned to the Orc and watched as he picked up the bundle and secured it to her mount.

"The elves still search for us my lady, it would be best to leave here soon."

Serutia swung up on her mount and placed a hand on the bundle in front of her. Glancing down at the Orc she smiled and nodded.

"Yes tis best to leave. Tell the other Orcs, Feun to leave as many false trails as possible and then return back to the Forest of Rhun."

Feun nodded in reply and quickly vanished back into Mirkwood. Turning her horse around, Serutia set out back to Rhun and chuckled coldly. Soon her plans would begin and she couldn't wait to start.

~

TBC

Orcs, elves, and cloaked beings oh my. I know people are wondering what Serutia wants with poor Estel's body but you will soon find out hoho!