The dark lords rebirth
Sam screamed as he saw Frodo and Gollum fall over the edge into the flaming pits of mount doom. He ran to the edge to see them fall. What he saw broke his hobbit heart. Frodo was disappearing into the liquid flames. Sadly only Frodo had died. Gollum and thus the ring weren´t destroyed by the inferno. The little devil was climbing back up to the top of the bridge Sam stood on. Sam grabbed a rock. He would make Gollum regret his actions.
Then from out of nowhere sounded a terrible scream. Sam turned to face the creatures he expected. All eight Nazgul were there. The dark malice hung around them like a fog. ´Give us the ring hobbit and you will die fast!` The first one said with a shrieking voice. Sam answered with a defiant voice. ´Even if it was in my possession you would still have to grab it from my corpse!` The Nazgul sounded amused when he said ´With pleasure!` Directly after the wraith had spoken Gollum jumped over the edge and dashed past Sam and the wraiths. He screamed in terror while he was running. The Nazgul immediately knew that he was in possession of the one ring. They screamed in fury and five of the creatures chased Gollum. Three were left to deal with Sam. They pulled their swords. One taunted Sam. ´I know you fat one at weather top you were worthless. You were smacked aside like an annoying little fly. What will you do now? You are alone and weak!` After that was said he and the other two wraiths began laughing sadistically. Sam´s feelings changed from grieving to untameable rage. He began insulting the wring wraiths back. ´At weather top I thought you were deadly and scary. Now here at mount doom, I think you´re nothing wearing cloaks.` The Nazgul shut up after they heard that. With a shriek of rage they charged the hobbit. Sam was unarmed except the little stone he held in his fist. The first Nazgul had reached him and attacked him. The attack came from above. The blade came down fast and hard. However Sam still avoided the blow by stepping to the left. His turn to attack, he smashed his rock with incredible power against the fingers of the Nazgul. With a shriek from its owner the blade fell to the ground. This all happened in a few seconds, but Sam still had to duck to dodge another attack. This unexpected move made the attacking Nazgul hit his ally. The hit Nazgul shrieked and had to take a few steps to the side because of the force of the blow. Sam charged the stunned wraith and pushed him over the edge. The creature screamed in terror as he fell into the fiery pits. The other two Nazgul stood stunned by the skill with which their friend was defeated. In that second Sam quickly roll to the fallen blade and picked it up. For a few seconds the enemies looked at one another. Then the two wraiths screamed. Yet Sam took the initiative and charged. He slashed from his left side. His attack was blocked. With his right hand he grabbed hold of the wraiths hand and with force pulled the Nazgul to his right. This cleared the way to the other Nazgul. He quickly charged forward not wanting to lose the initiative. He charged forward ramming the ring wraith with his shoulder. The creature screamed. Suddenly Sam remembered something critical; he was exhausted. He knew he couldn't hold this up a lot longer. Meanwhile the Nazgul began attacking him. With their blades they slashed at him. He blocked and halted the assault. He drove them back. Then the battle was at a short standstill. Sam really began feeling bad. Then suddenly the wraiths started cheering. ´We have retrieved the ring, our master shall be reborn.` Sam was struck with grief and terror. His exhaustion was growing. Because all seemed hopeless he gave in to it. He collapsed to his knees and fell to the earth. He shut his eyes, knowing he would not open them again.
At the black gate everything went slow in Legolas´ mind. Everyone knew the dark lord had returned. They saw the darkness of Mordor becoming greater. The dark forces were cheering while all the forces of the free people cried in terror. Most soldiers of the free peoples retreated while a few band of warriors stayed behind to halt the dark forces and give their allies a change of survival. The most notable of those men being; Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, Eomer and Aragorn. The situation looked grim. The good forces were almost entirely annihilated. Legolas had shot all of his arrows and was now wreaking havoc with his long knife. He stood back to back with his friend Gimli. He was shouting, cursing and grunting. Many dead orcs lay around the pair. Legolas was slashing when suddenly he felt a terrible pain at the shoulder. He saw that an orc blade was sticking out of it. Then an orc punched him and he hit the ground. The orc pulled his blade out and held it above his head. Legolas closed his eyes, waiting for the killing blow. It never came. He heard a weapon cutting into flesh. Besides the burning pain Legolas also felt something above him. He opened his eyes. What he saw was Gimli. He was holding of the orcs. Then suddenly killed an orc so that the foul creature would fall over Legolas. The dwarf was shouting insults and battle cries as he fought on. Another orc fell over Legolas. Again Gimli did it on purpose. Legolas was smeared with orc blood. Legolas was worried he had an idea what Gimli was doing. He wasn´t comforted by the idea. Still other ocs soon followed. Legolas was now completely invisible. Gimli´s shouts went on as did the sound of metal cutting flesh. Then suddenly Legolas heard something different out of Gimlis mouth. A shout of pain. Then orcs began hissing and roaring a victory roar. Legolas heard it all, even through all the bodies on him. A tear was in his eye. He couldn´t stand the thought that his close friend was gone.