I've been having this play through my head for a few days now and I had to write it down in hopes to get it out. I'm not a hardcore LOTR fan and I have never read the trilogy (don't think I ever will) but I have seen all three movies (which were fantastic btw). My friend is currently reading The Fellowship of the Ring and it's taken her nearly two weeks to get past the halfway point. She's normally quite a fast reader but she says that the book is a complete bore yet she adores the movies to a point where it's kind of scary.
I'm enjoying the fanfictions immensely though and I thought I might as well contribute my own writing. If there are any flaws you may point them out in the reviews but I honestly don't care how accurate I make this.
Enjoy.
"We will go into the mines!" Frodo had yelled over the howl of the wind.
At these few words, Legolas' stomach dropped. To be cut off from the sky, the stars, the moon and all that grew; it simply pained him to think of being deprived of such things. For an elf who is one with nature, being underground within the depths of the earth was not a favourable place to be.
Despite his discomfort, it was his duty to do whatever he could to ensure the completion of their quest. All of Middle Earth, all that he held dear to him depended on it!
The whole kingdom was teeming with darkness that clung to his clothes. All around the entrance were skeletons from a battle that happened long ago and they were littered about all over the place. Inside the room where Balin's tomb lay, a large book where the last of the battle had taken place was written down and Gandalf read the last entry.
"We cannot get out... drums in the deep... They are coming," he finished.
He was interrupted by a loud clang and he whirled around to see a timid looking Pippin beside a headless skeleton that teetered and fell with an even louder clang as it continued its painful journey down the tunnel that buried deep into the ground. The sounds echoed throughout Moria and finally came to a stop.
"Fool of a Took! Next time throw yourself in and rid us of your stupidity!" Gandalf cried, snatching back his staff and hat that he had given to the hobbit to hold. He turned to leave and froze, as the sound of a drum boomed. Louder and more frequent they came as the shrill cries of Orcs mingled with the sound of many running feet.
As quickly as they could, Aragorn and Boromir boarded up the door with spears and axes they found around the bodies of the fallen dwarves. In no time the Orcs had reached the entrance to the room and started to dismantle the door. Legolas shot an arrow into a hole where an arm was making its way through and heard a satisfying screech from the creature. He continued to shoot when suddenly the door collapsed and the Orcs swarmed in. Everyone jumped into battle and fought with all they had.
A deep roar was heard over the sounds of the Orcs and a great cave-troll was led into the room on a chain. It obliterated the remains of the doorframe and entered the fight. Legolas was up high on a shelf of some sort, slashing with his twin blades when he heard the whoosh of a chain. He ducked just in time to avoid being cut in half but the troll swung again and again. On the third try it snagged a pillar and wrapped around it getting caught. Legolas climbed up the chain onto the troll's back and shot two arrows into its skull. It roared with pain and Legolas jumped off.
He moved out of the way to avoid being trampled by the beast and took a moment to see how the others were faring. His heart jumped when he saw Aragorn's still body and hoped that he had not perished. Legolas noticed the hobbits trying to avoid the troll and he ran to help them.
Frodo cowered in a corner as the beast raised a spear and thrust it down towards him but before it could pierce his body, a green blur came between them.
TBC...
Oh yes, nasty, nasty cliff hanger. Deeply sorry to trouble you all with this. I've started the second chapter so don't you worry, I'll have it up soon.
-Sweet Nightmares-