With Y/n captured, there isn't much time to rescue him. 

There is only orc cunning enough to be able to mount a rescue like this.

Getting into west Osgiliath  is easy for Dushrat.  But getting Y/n out is a different endeavor. 

Dushrat manages to find the dungeon.  He manages to find Y/n's cell.  He has seen better days.  He is bruised and beaten.  

Dushrat picks the lock and enters the cell. Y/n looks at Dushrat and smiles.

Y/n: I should've known you'd come.

Dushrat: I got you boss. Can you walk?

Y/n: I think so. Barely.  They did a number on me.  Weaker men would have died.

Dushrat picked the lock to Y/n's shackles and Y/n struggled to sneak but managed to do so.

Not even two minutes after they got out. Ironstone walked into the dungeon to notice Y/n was missing. He sounded the alarm. 

Y/n and Dushrat snuck through the forces looking for them.

They managed to make it close to the escape point. They snuck along the top of the wall. 

They suddenly heard a voice

Ironstone: Well done Y/n. I see you had a plan.

They turned to see Ironstone and two Gondorian soldiers.

Y/n: I can't take credit for this one.  My  Orcs are more capable then you realize.  

Ironstone: Either way you both die here.

Dushrat acted quickly and threw three throwing knives.  Two killed the soldiers while Ironstone dodged the third one.

Dushrat: We have to go!

Y/n: I'm struggling to walk much less run. I...I'm sorry.

Dushrat: It'll be fine. There are two orcs waiting for you up ahead.  Go!

Y/n nodded and began limping away.

Ironstone charged for Dushrat and went for a slash.

Dushrat went under Ironstone and jumped on his back. Ironstone  grabbed Dushrat and threw him.

Ironstone: You little pest!

Y/n continues slowly walking forward. He's see two orcs.  

The orcs saw him and waved for him.  Suddenly a figure quickly killed the two. It was Osmond.

Osmond walked to Y/n who stood his ground.

Osmond: You almost got away. It's a shame I'm here.

Y/n: It's funny. The only way you can beat me is if I'm bound or I'm injured. 

Osmond: I needed to make you as immobile as I could.  I didn't expect you to be able to walk.

Y/n: I took worse beatings in Mordor.  Besides, a coward like you could never keep me down.

Osmond: You call me a coward?

Y/n: That's how this all started Osmond, you didn't even attempt to save Iris like I thought you would. And that lead to my ascension.

Osmond: I will make you fall back down to the dirt.  

Osmond drew his sword. Contemplating if he wanted to win this way.  

He sheathed his sword.

Y/n: Why?

Osmond: You are right. It is my fault. I am a coward, I am no hero. Killing you will be pointless now.  We've taken turns taking things from each other. Both in the names of our masters. Except mine pretends to not be a master.  Gondor is corrupt on the inside.  

Y/n: I can't let you live.

Osmond: I know. But I want it to be a duel where one of us dies.  I thought capturing you would make me feel better. But in reality, it's my own actions to make me feel like this. Not you.   Now go.

Osmond walks away.  He looks down to see caragors. He climbs down a rope and gets on one. He waits for Dushrat.  

He sees Dushrat from the ground. But then he sees Ironstone has him by the neck and holding him over the wall.

Ironstone: Have your little savior. 

Ironstone stabs through Dushrat and drops him. Dushrat falls to the ground.

Y/n: NO! 

Y/n grits his teeth and rides off. He makes it back to camp in one piece 

The troops notice his return and cheer.   Y/n gets off the Caragor. 

He sees his warchiefs run towards him.

Iris runs past them and jumps into Y/n's sore arms. Despite this he still manages to withstand the running hug.

Y/n: Hey.

Iris began to lightly cry into Y/n's chest. Y/n patted her back. 

Meanwhile Osmond takes off his helmet and looks into the night sky.  He hears footsteps approach.

Myhlan: You let him go, didn't you?

Osmond: Yes.

Myhlan: Why?

Osmond: What difference does it make if I kill him or not. We won't win.  We took too many casualties too fast.  Rohan is lost, so is Arnor.  The armies of dwarves and elves will eat itself  alive if the war lasts too long.  We failed, I failed.

Myhlan looked at the ground.

Myhlan: You've lost hope.

Osmond: I will still fight. But I don't expect to win.  

Myhlan: Now what?

Osmond: We do what Ironstone wants. 

Ironstone: I should brand you a traitor!

Ironstone appears and walks toward Osmond.

Ironstone: You were supposed to kill Y/n!

Osmond: We already lost. I rather lose with dignity than lose like a coward. 

Ironstone: I should have you hung.

Osmond: And yet you won't. You need every man you can scrape up.

Ironstone growled and walked away.