(Silmarillion/ jurassic W crossover, enjoy. I’m not sure if Rog being a former thrall of Angband is canon, but I have seen the idea around and liked it. Also can you guess what kind of dino are you?)
You know you're not a human, but you're not sure what you are either. You have memories from a long distant past, but that's pretty much it. Used to living like a human, you didn't think much about your future, unlike your adventurous sibling. You were satisfied with your boring life, but after getting thrown into the mines of Angband and befriending an elf. In a desperate attempt to protect your sibling, you force your teeth to grow back.
Warnings; First half is getting chased and injured. The last part will have violence and dead bodies.
"The asset is running on the east side of the forest. I repeat. The asset is running on the east side of the forest," The man repeated on the radio. The helicopter flew above the jungle. The wind from the propellers caused the leaves and trees to flow around frantically since the chopper flew close. The beacon light shone through the dark, into the jungle, following a tiny creature.
You were rabidly breathing and stumbling on your feet. The giant metal beast in the sky kept following you, flashing its light on you. You climbed over a log and dashed into the forest, trying to find cover from the metal beast's sight.
The wind suddenly blew you hard, making you fall to the ground. A groan escaped your throat as the fall was painful. Your horrified eyes looked toward the metal beast as it flew above you, flashing its light and exposing you to everyone who could see you. Your heart was beating hard against your chest.
It just keeps finding you. You can't escape it.
You then heard sounds that you recognized all too well, homans.
Memories flashed across your mind, and they managed to snap you back to reality, making you stand up and keep running. It was maybe futile since the metal beast followed you, blowing away the trees that covered you.
You can't get captured. You can't go back, or they will throw you back into that horrible place, with her none of less. You can't go back. She will kill you.
You could hear the yelling from the homans and the sounds of their metal things on wheels. They were getting close, and they're going to find you if you don't get rid of the metal beast in the sky.
You noticed a big tree, giant rocks, and tall grass ahead. You quickly conducted a plan, and with the last bits of energy, you camouflaged yourself.
You jumped into the tall grass, hiding between the rocks and the tree. Your heart was beating harder as you remained still. A tear escaped your eye as you hoped the metal beast to fly past you.
The helicopter hovered above you, the light looking around the forest, trying to find you. The light got merely close to your hiding spot, and the wind became rough to withstand.
The light came closer and closer, making you close your eyes shut and whimper. You can't keep running forever, but it looks like you don't have a choice. The light suddenly went away, making you carefully look toward the sky. "We lost the asset," The man on the radio said. "It couldn't have gone too far," Another voice said. "Ground units, stay vigilant; it might be hiding somewhere," The helicopter then flew away, far away from your hiding spot.
You stood up, looking at the metal beast as it flew away. A burst of relief washed over you, and you also felt a tingle of pride. You managed to stay out of sight. You could finally prove to your sister that you can hide. If you can remain hidden, you can also hunt. You're not useless.
You jumped in a startle when you heard the homans again. You have to get out of here. You're not safe. There was a cave in the distance. You dashed toward it, hoping it would be a good hiding spot.
When you got there, the cave was dark and wet. You can see through the dark, so that wasn't a problem. When you looked inside, you could see a path of some sort and hear running water. Was there a river?
The metal beast suddenly appeared behind you, making you jump in fright and look at it with fear.
"We found the asset," The man said to the radio.
In a panic, you ran inside the cave. The metal beast couldn't follow you in the cave, right?
You ran fast, following the path and scratching your legs from the sharp rocks. Your heart was beating inside your head, and you couldn't think straight. All you could think about was getting away from the homans and their metal things.
Your foot slipped on the wet stone, breaking your balance and allowing you to fall into the depth of the cave.
A screech escaped your mouth as your tiny frame hit the sides of the rocks, causing you pain, then finally splashing into the water below.
The current tossed your body around, hitting the rocks and the bottom like a ragdoll. Blood oozed out of your open wounds, and your screams of pain, muffled by the water.
Terrified, you tried to paddle yourself up, trying to get some air, but since you had never swum before, it was impossible. Your lungs were burning in pain, and you could slowly feel your consciousness fading. You were slowly drowning.
Memories flashed across your mind once again, but this time they were about your whole life. Your body went limb when the last bits of air left your body. The realization hit you quicker than you liked, but there was no stopping it. A tear flowed from your eye. You were going to die, weren't you? Maybe you were useless after all.
The current tossed your body out into a more open river, outside the cave.
Feeling the current becomes less violent and your feet touching the bottom. You pushed your feet onto the bottom and with the last bits of energy, dragged yourself out of the water.
Your body dropped down against the green grass, puking gallons of water out of your lungs and your upset stomach, then just laid there. Taking deep breaths, you lay on the grass as you finally regained some consciousness.
The forest was quiet. Only the river and the bugs called crickets made noises to fill the silence.
You raised your head and looked at the stars. You glanced at the cave opening where the water came from and felt some relief for being alive. You also felt sadness because you were still alive in this horrible world. You have to survive all over again. Why was this happening to you?
Standing back on your feet, you winced when you felt pain all over your body. Blood still oozed from your wounds which made the feeling even worse. You sucked it up and limbed into the forest. You can't stay here. You need to find shelter, or the monsters in the dark will find you. They like the smell of blood.
You limbed around a strange building. It was made out of wood, and there was hay inside. It brought you some happiness because you liked hay. It was comfortable to sleep on and fun to play with.
You looked around to see any homans since they made buildings like this one, so you need to be careful.
Seeing no homans, you went inside and laid down on the hay pile. A satisfying crumble escaped your mouth as you took a comfortable position. You couldn't resist your eyes closing down and taking relaxed breaths. You were tired, and your wounds still hurt, so a good rest should help. Your mind quickly wandered into a slumberland and your sense of time vanished.
You were woken by the sounds of the doors when they opened. Sunlight flashed against your eyes, making you squint them. You slowly opened your eyes, but then your heart started racing when you saw two homans at the door, looking at you.
Deep growls escaped your mouth as you stood defensively against the wall. Your wounds were stinging badly, and you were malnourished, but your fear of the homans allowed you to ignore them as you prepared to attack if needed.
These homans looked different, but they were still bad people. You can't trust them.
"What is that?" The man asked as they stared at the creature in their barn. He kept the door close enough to shut it if the little creature decided to attack. "I don't know. I haven't seen anything like this before," His wife said, looking at you with curiosity.
You stood on two back legs, and your front arms were short with sharp claws. The shape of your head was peculiar, like a thick-headed lizard. You had a row of teeth and stood like a chicken but a bit more crooked. Thin spikes covered your head and arms like a porcupine. Your skin was dark as night, with blue streaks decorating it. Your eyes were like a cat, and their color was a deep shade of red with a dark brownish color.
She could tell that you were scared and severely wounded. Your behavior told her you were afraid of them, humans. You were also thin with your ribs showing, meaning you haven't eaten very well for a long time.
She took steps toward you. "Alma, what are you doing?" Her husband asked. "Go get some meat. It's hungry," She said. "Are you insane?" Her husband questioned. "Trust me on this," She said, focusing on you. Her husband shook his head and went to fetch some meat.
You kept growling when the lady homan came close. You snapped your jaws at her when she came too close to your comfort. She kneeled in front of you, keeping a calm face and trying to make herself less threatening to you.
The silence started to make you anxious. What is the lady homan doing?
"There," Her husband returned, holding a large piece of raw meat. She took it, then looked at you. "It's okay, take this," She threw it close to you.
You looked at the meat but kept your focus on the two homans. The raw meat was radiating with a delicious smell. You recognized the scent from a creature, homans called a cow. It was a delicacy you rarely received, and now it was sitting right in front of you, urging you to eat it. Your mouth was salivating, and even your stomach was crumbling.
You chose to ignore it. Last time homans put something strange in your food, and it got you sick. They always put something weird in your food.
The smell made you even hungrier, and you couldn't ignore the painful urge anymore. You carefully approached the meat while watching the two homans. You grabbed it with your teeth and quickly backed away. You took careful sniffs from the meat, trying to detect anything unusual.
You nibbled the meat first, taking a small portion, but after swallowing a piece, you couldn't resist and started devouring it with haste and starvation. It was so good.
While you were devouring the meat, Alma glanced at her husband. "Go get some more, bring some beef too," She stated. Her husband shook her head and went to get them. Alma kept curiously observing you as you ate like a beast.
After finishing the meat, you let out a burb but felt saddened for not having more. Your stomach was crumbling for more.
A few more lumps of meat and beef were drobbed in front of you. Confused, you looked at the homans. "Go on, have some more," The lady homan smiled. You glanced at the food before you.
You're not sure why, but your eyes started to water. These homans are giving you food! They're actually nice people!
Your instincts took over, you dived in, having a feast of your life. Never have you ever eaten like this before. Even the homans in white coats didn't feed you like this.
Alma and her husband watched as you ate your stomach full. "Goodness, it sure is hungry," He said. Alma smiled as she could sense your happiness. "So... are we keeping it?" Her husband asked. "If so, what are we gonna call it?" He asked. Alma hummed then smiled.
"Let's call it, (Name),"
You set the teacup down and looked out the window. Birds were chirping early in their trees, and the sun was slowly rising over the horizon. Your thoughts left you when you remembered that fateful night. How long has it been? 16 - 18 years? It's been so long you don't recall anymore.
You looked at your human hand and moved it around feeling every movement of your five fingers. You then played with your hair, moving it between your fingers and feeling it grow from your scalp.
You're not sure how this happened. Deep down, you knew you were not a human, yet you grew into one and learned to speak like one. You're not sure what you truly are either.
Your adoptive parents described you as a peculiar-looking lizard, walking like a bird and sounding like a beast. Well, that's the best description they could give you.
"Good morning, (Name)," Your mom came and kissed your forehead. "Morning," You said with a smile. "Excited for your road trip with dad," She asked, starting to prepare breakfast. "I don't know. Are you sure you can handle Abel all by yourself?" You asked. She chuckled. "Abel might be a little brat, but he knows when to not mess with me. I didn't raise cows and knuckle-headed horses for nothing," She said. You smiled, knowing well how tough your mom can be.
"If you manage to get a good winning out of this trip, we will be fed for the winter, and you will have enough meat to eat, so make sure to work hard," Your mom said. You frowned at the thought. "Yeah, I feel kinda bad. If I didn't need to eat so much meat, we would have enough money to repair the fence and get some more luxurious stuff," You said, taking a mouthful from your tea. "Meat is expensive, so it can't be helped," Your mom said. "Yeah, but still," You said.
"Darling, it's alright," Your mom set her hand on your shoulder. "You are a bit more unique, and it's not your fault you were born as a carnivore and thus can't eat vegetables as we do. I rather have you fed than starving the whole winter," She said. "Luckily, you can eat fish, mushrooms, and some lettuce since Abel likes to waste them," She said, which made you chuckle.
She then set a bowl of soup in front of you. It only consisted of meat, onion, and some herbs you can consume. The rest was warm water. You would love to have some vegetables, but you can't eat them without getting sick. Your plate will always consist of meat and some herbs you can eat. Abel keeps saying it's something to get jealous about, but it's kinda sad if you were being honest.
"(Name)," The little rascal himself slammed against your back. You would have dropped your soup if you weren't used to his antics, so no cleaning today.
"Are you gonna leave now?" Abel asked, hugging you tight. You touched his hand. "Of course not. Dad is not even up yet," You said. "Can we go fishing then?" He asked. "I need to help dad with the carriage, so we can leave early. We need to make a lot of money so we can eat through the winter," You explained. "Hmm!" Abel pouted. "But it gets lonely without you," He whined. "You have mom to keep you company," You said. "She's no fun," He whined. "Oh, rude," Your mom said with a pretend offended tone.
"Abe, If you go change now and eat mom's veggie soup. I might consider going fishing with you," You said. "Yok! I go dress up, but I'm not eating soup," Abel stomped away, making you hum with amusement.
"He's a little shit," You stated, eating your soup. "He is a little shit who loves you," Your mom chuckled, making breakfast for the rest of the family.
Outside the house, you helped your dad with the carriage. You picked up the boxes and strapped the horses. When you were ready to go, your mom and Abel came to send you off.
"Be careful, you two, and avoid traveling during the night," Your mom explained. "We can handle ourselves, and besides, (Name) can see in the dark; so this trip will be even easier," Your dad said. "I know (Name) can, but we can't use our special child like that. Now come here, you two," She said, then kissed both of your foreheads. She looked at you in the eyes. "Keep an eye on your old man," She said. "I heard that. Stop being a worrywart. It's not like we're gonna get ambushed or anything," Your dad said, taking the driver seat. You and mom chuckled before you went to join your dad.
"Take care of mom, Abe," You ruffled his tiny head. "Try to come back soon," Abel said. "Can't promise anything, but we'll try," You said, walking over to the front of the carriage and taking a seat beside your dad.
The horses started pulling, and the carriage started moving. You looked at the blue sky, enjoying the calm weather. You might not be a human, but you liked this life. There was no drama, no metal beasts in the sky, and no people in white coats. Others might consider this life boring, but to you, it was perfect. You only hoped it would stay that way.
(2 weeks later)
You panted silently in the corner you managed to hide into. You jumped when you heard the barks of orcs. The tone of their voices and the language they spoke with was enough to send shivers through your spine, filling you with dread. They will soon find you if you don't move.
Your skin itched, making you scratch it violently.
"(Name)!" Your ears caught Abel's terrified screams.
Your mind screamed you to go there and protect Abel, but with so many orcs around, it would end badly for both of you. There's nothing you could do, except...
You glanced at the corpse that once used to be an elf. You could smell the blood, making your mouth water with hunger. You haven't eaten well for a long time, so the urge was awful. There was also a terrible itching in your teeth.
You took a deep breath and tore down the elf's arm, holding it close to your mouth. You looked at the elf with a guilty look.
"Sorry," You said, then plunged your teeth into the arm. The blood dribbled into your throat, which tasted bitter and sweet at the same time. You felt instincts you had forgotten long ago reigniting once again.
Your body started to burn, making you groan in pain. You could feel your bones snapping and moving by themselves. You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to withstand the pain. One shock from your spine was enough to make them right open, red with pupils slit sharp.
The orcs pushed the elf down. "Rog!" Abel said, running up to the elf. "Stay back," Rog said, then gently pushed the little boy behind him, glaring at their captors.
"Sir, what are we gonna do with these two?" The orc asked his captain. A wicked grin dressed the captain's face. "What we always do to misbehaving thralls," He said. Abel gasped and held on to Rog's legs. Rog held his hand on the little boy's head while keeping his eyes on the orcs.
Rog tried to conduct an escape plan, but the situation wasn't easy since orcs surrounded them, and the path behind him was his only option. His mind also wandered back to you. Where were you?
"Sir!" Another orc ran to the orc. "There is a strange creature running around, killing orcs," They explained. The captain looked at the orc with confusion. Rog took this chance to grab Abel and run away, using the path behind him. The orc captain sighed with boredom. "Capture them. Do whatever you want with the elf, but leave the boy alive. The maia wants his test subject in one piece," He said, which excited his underlings. They soon went after the two.
Rog managed to run through the path with Abel in his arms. The orcs followed right behind, but then something shook the mine, which almost sounded like heavy footsteps. A giant beast then blocked the orc's path. The orcs looked at the beast with shock. The captain stood stunned when he saw the beast.
A deep growl resonated from the beast's mouth. The orcs turned around to run away.
The beast roared and grabbed the nearest orc with its hand. The orc captain looked mortified when the beast ripped one of his men apart. The orc let out blood-curdling screams as the beast finally killed him.
Washed over by newfound fear, the orc captain backed away with his frightened underlings. The beast then turned its focus on them and attacked.
The orcs screamed and struggled to fight off the giant beast. The beast flung one of them in the air, making them die by the contact after being slammed against the wall. The beast grabbed one of them by its teeth and shook the orc around like a toy before the orc's waist was severed in half. One orc got stomped to death, and a few of them got smacked by its tail.
One orc kept shooting arrows, trying to wound the beats, but then the beast grabbed him in its jaws and mauled him to death.
Rog watched as the onslaught happened until the screams became distant, and the beast went after the rest of the orcs, leaving him and Abel unharmed. Abel was crying and whimpering. Rog tried his best to comfort the little boy, but he couldn't help but feel anxious about the situation.
He had never seen a creature like that before and what made the feeling even more overwhelming was that he had a suspicion of who that creature was, you.
Imagine being friends with elves, and having the habit of running and jumping into their arms when you see them. It soon becomes common knowledge among elves,”When you see (Y/N), spread your arms and brace yourself.”
