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Retribution [LoTR] [FxFxF, OrcxElf, Noncon]	By : LoveHatesYou Category: -Fourth Age to Modern times and beyond > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bolg-Plague-Bringer.

Bolg had risen to the rank of War-chief, he'd had very big plans, a very ambitions Uruk-hai indeed. That all came undone when that stupid hairy-footed rat threw the ring of power into the fires of mount doom. Thinking about it made Bolg tremble with rage, all of his dreams of power and domination over Middle-Earth were dashed, and it wasn't even because of any mistake on his part. Sure, he had cracked a lot of orc skulls to rise to the top, stabbed a lot of backs, stolen a lot of unearned glory... but he'd earned the right to all of it, damnit!

It was a very difficult time to be an orc in Middle-Earth, no doubt about that. At the time of the final fight for the ring of power, Bolg's gang was a full blown army of orcs, but after the deep blow of Sauron's defeat many of his minions had fled in terror, most likely straight to their demise, stupid idiots... Now a head count would barely reach a dozen thanks to skirmishes with man creatures, with time the humans only grew their strength, while the number of orcs gradually went down without new orcs being manufactured from Mordor.

"Hey boss! boss! When er'we gon' get sum thin to chew on, eh? Weesa starvin' out heer!" A short and very round orc whined as he slung a well cleaned leg bone across the camp in frustration. Months had gone by since there had been enough food to feed the whole gang, even with their numbers shrinking rapidly.

Bolg narrowed his beady eyes on the little fat orc that dared to be mouthy with him. He sat down his mug of grog and walked calmly over to the smaller orc, who looked up at his boss, now towering over him. The small orc gulped hard, realizing quickly the mistake he had made.

"It looks like you've had quite enough to eat, you inflated maggot. You look like your fattened up nicely, how about I throw you on the fire, the jelly that melts off that pot belly you got there will surely feed the rest of the orcs for a month." Bolg sneered, showing his sharp and crooked teeth before he grabbed the smaller orc by the back of his head, slamming his face into a fell tree log, once, twice, and a third time, then one more that sent splinters of wood flying in all directions.

There was a time when the Uruk-hai would have simply cut off the head of any orc that dared to question him, but at this point he simply couldn't afford for any more of these lowly bottom-feeders to die on him. Looking around at such a pathetic group had Bolg wondering if he wouldn't be better off on his own though... Half of them were drunk, and the other half were squabbling among one another like a bunch of fresh warg-pups, probably drunk too, by the looks of it.

"Boss!"

Bolg wasn't in the mood to listen to any more complaints. He turned his back with a snort from his upturned nostrils before snatching up his mug of grog, chugging it hastily.

"Boss?.... um... whats dat ober yonder? Looks like glowy bugs..."
Bolg grumbled, rolling his eyes before turning his attention to whatever ridiculous little thing his orcs were gawking at, but what he saw overhead was not any sort of bugs. Black eyes went wide with shock and a hint of momentary terror.

"Idiots...!" Bolg hissed as he ran for cover along with any other orc that had enough sense to get out of the path of the inflamed arrows that fell from the sky into the camp site, one hitting a barrel of grog that exploded into flames and toxic gas, sending pieces of any orc that was near by flying through the air.

"Wer' under attack! Mus' be a whol' army out 'der!"

Chaos reigned over the camp that sent orcs running in every direction, trampling one another as they tripped over their own feet.

"Oi! This way you useless hoard of swine!" Bolg tried to reclaim control of the situation, but not a single orc was listening to him. He lunged to grab hold of an orc that ran pass him, but the orc pulled away and another clashed into him in that same moment, sending Bolg to the muddy ground with a pain-filled growl, cursing profusely.

More arrows zipped through the air, each one finding its target to take down the orcs that ran for their lives, however now there was a shadowy figure behind the attack, one that was advancing its assault with every arrow unleashed.

Bolg watched in fury as his cowardly follows fled like a bunch of yellow-bellied spineless worms. Fine. Who needed them anyway? They were utterly useless for anything other than drinking grog and complaining endlessly, let them die. Bolg could bring this 'army' down on his own, which was looking more and more like an army of one, as he expected more archers to come out of the woods, but it was just the one. It seemed that the rain of arrows had been a smoke-screen, a work of trickery to distract and disorganize. Bolg smirked, there was only one race that would resort to smoke and mirrors to mount an attack.

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