FICLET: The wraith of Mordor, by Lobelia
Nov. 29th, 2006 06:41 pmTitle: The wraith of Mordor
Author: Lobelia
Fandom: Cross-over SGA/Lotr fps.
Keywords: orc = wraith
The wraith of Mordor
by Lobelia
The iris opened, the blue grume squilched, the wraith smelled the familiar odour of stale petrol and burning felt, and then he was through.
He stepped out of the Gate into an unknown world.
There was a mountain in the distance. The air was dark with fire. Black clouds hung in a heavy sky, and live beasts circled overhead. There were no signs of human habitation, just some make-shift stone shelters and, in the distance, a mighty fortress looming across the horizon.
"Oi," said a rasping voice.
The wraith turned around.
"Wot are you doin' there?"
A hulking creature moved into view. Its skin hung in scabrous folds, and one of its eyes bulged red. Grume clung to its chaps. In its paw, it swung a leather whip.
"You should be with your company! It's after curfew!" bellowed the apparition.
"Lead me to your chieftain," said the wraith imperiously.
"Oi," said the hulk. "I ain't havin' no lip from you!"
"And what," said the wraith, "is the name of your people?"
"Haw haw haw. You're a funny one, you are. We're orcs, my good sir." The creature simpered, then drew itself up to its full height and roared, "And now shuddup and get back to yer company, or I'll whip yer till yer balls drop off!"
"My balls?" said the wraith and frowned with his spiracles.
"Yeah!" yelled the - what had it called itself again? ah, yes - 'orc', and lifted its metal coat of armour to reveal a dangling sac of flesh, topped by a thick brown protuberance. "Yer fuckin' balls! Haw haw."
"I wonder how nourishing you are," murmured the wraith for he was starting to get irritated by the looming hunk.
"So get a move on, all right?" screeched the 'orc' and lashed out in the direction of the wraith. He jumped aside to elude the bite of the whip. "Wot the...?" And the 'orc' tried again but the wraith, agile as a bug, leaped in the opposite direction. "Hold still, will yer? I'll have you for this..."
The 'orc' lumbered forward and hurled itself at the wraith with an almighty roar, and the wraith snatched up his hand and caught the brute square at its heart centre. He closed his eyes. The creature's life juices shot up the vulva of his palm and spasmed into life deep in his inner core. He moaned.
He dropped the lifeless wreck of an 'orc' to the ground and stepped forth. It had been good, wild and metallic, but a bit too base for the wraith's fastidious predilections. He lifted his hand and licked the juices off his feeding mouth.
"Greetings, brave warrior!"
The wraith whirled in surprise.
A tall humanoid emerged from behind a boulder, as different from the 'orc' as a hive ship was from a puddle jumper. The biped's physique was slim and tall, its mane as long and smooth as the wraith's own hair, only black where the wraith's was fair, and coiffed with equal care. It wore a pre-technological weapon across its shoulder, of a make that the wraith had sometimes encountered in settlements across the Pegasus Galaxy.
"Rarely have I seen yrch despatched with such fey dexterity," said the being whose voice was sonorous, as that of an Ancient. "Hail to thee, strange warrior. I am Legolas, son of Thranduil. What brings you to the fell land of Mordor where the shadows dwell?"
"Are you the leader of these people?" said the wraith. "Take me to your ship!"
"Ah, our vessels lie far in Greyhaven but the hour of leaving for Westernesse is not yet upon us, fair warrior. I would, before we depart for those shores, be honoured if you would teach me the trick of killing yrch, as you just did."
"These are rich new feeding grounds," said the wraith.
The creature - what had it called itself? a 'legolas'? - looked about itself. "We must leave before night falls," it said. "Lo, what is this circular thing I see before me?"
"That, my friend," said the wraith, "is a Gate. And you and I, we're going to go for a little walk." He grabbed the legolas's arm, and surprisingly lithe and muscular it was, and yanked the being through the iris and back to Planet Zigzag.
There, with the twin suns shining benevolently upon the burbur trees and the impings frolicking about the rlr bushes, the wraith had his way with the slender alien. Sated from the 'orc', he could take his time over feeding. He could take it step by step. He could savour each mewling sound from the white throat, each drop of honey from the long thin shaft between the creature's legs, each morsel of eternity to be wrested from its fluttering, heaving, gasping breast.
Never had the wraith fed so long and so deeply. Never had he tasted something so full of life. It was like feeding on eternity.
And in the end, dizzy with immortality, overdosed on life and high on death, the wraith keeled over and released its spirit to the ether.
"Fie," said Legolas. "You are quite evidently some new evil, bred in Sauron's infernal orc kitchens. But do not think a foul thing like you can best an elf of Mirkwood. Now, where is that magic portal to take me back to Gimli?"
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The End. And that's a good thing, too.
29 November 2006
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Date: 2008-04-01 09:02 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading! Wraith/Sheppard is on the boil!