Yeah.
Sorry the last chapter was so short!
I'm gonna make this one longer.
They looked around, searching. They couldn't find them, anywhere. Aragorn got so frustrated he kicked an orc head across the field. It landed near a blonde girl, covered in blood. He walked up to her and rolled her over so she was facing the sky.
"Ana?" He shook her. No answer. He shook her harder.
"Aragorn?" She whispered, her eyes fluttering open. He nodded.
"Where's… Jane?" She whispered. He looked around.
"I don't know." He said.
"I think she's over there." She pointed weakly to a female elf across the field, covered in blood.
Legolas ran over while Gimli helped Aragorn get Ana up.
Jane looked just as terrible as Ana, except she had a cut in her hip. He shook her, and she groaned. He shook her again.
"Ow…" She put her hand on her cut.
"Stop shaking me." She mumbled, her eyes opening.
"Where… How… When…" She closed her eyes and almost drifted off to sleep. But he shook her again, because if she falls asleep, she may never wake up.
"Jane, get up. We can't stay here." Legolas said, shaking her again.
"Ana… Is she alive…?" She moaned, her eyes still closed.
"I'm right here, Jane. Now GET UP! You'll feel better! Because I certainly am!" She smiled. Jane stood up.
"I'm… alive… It's just… So… Bright." She fell.
"Jane, if you get up, we'll cover up your wound and you WON'T die of BLOOD LOSS!" Ana shook kicked her softly.
"Fine." She said, standing up. Ana ripped off a piece of her sleeve and put it on the wound. There was so much blood, it stuck to the cut. She finally stopped bleeding. She noticed a scrape on her shoulder.
"Ana your shoulder." She pointed to it.
"Never noticed it." Ana turned to Aragorn.
"Have you?" She asked. He shook his head.
"It just… appeared!" She frowned.
Aragorn noticed something on the ground. He picked it up.
"It's one of their wee belts." Gimli said, frowning. Aragorn knelt down.
"Four hobbits lay here…" He started. Jane sighed.
"They're in there." Ana pointed to Fangorn.
"Fangorn. What madness drove them in there?" Gimli gasped.
"I told them to go in there, because they were being chased by MAD and HUNGRY URUK-HAI!" Jane said.
"Oh." Gimli said, realizing he just called Jane mad.
Meanwhile…
"You don't understand! We're HOBBITS!" Merry yelled at the talking tree that thought they were orcs.
"Maybe you are… and… maybe you aren't! The white wizard… will know." Treebeard boomed. Emerald gasped.
"Saruman…" She whispered.
Cecelia screamed as she hit the ground, hard.
"Ow…" She mumbled. Then she noticed the others staring at a figure in front of them, wide eyed. She looked at the figure, and gasped.
Later…
"The air is so close in here." Gimli said, then he coughed.
Legolas began talking to Aragorn in elvish.
"Still can't understand them." Jane sighed.
They listened anyways.
"The white wizard approaches." Legolas whispered. Everyone got there weapons ready.
"Do not let him speak. He will put a spell on us. We must be quick." Aragorn whispered.
They whipped around. There was a blinding light. Gimli threw his axe, the wizard deflected it. Legolas shot an arrow. The man stopped it with his staff. Aragorn and Ana's swords turned hot and fell to the ground. Jane tried to shoot him, but her arrow stopped in midair, turned around, and flew back into her quiver.
"He's good…" She whispered.
"You are tracking the footsteps of four young Hobbits." He said.
"Where are they?!" Aragorn yelled.
"They passed this way. They met someone, they did not expect." He nodded.
"Who are you? Show yourself!" Aragorn shouted.
The light faded to reveal Gandalf.
:o
GANDALF RETURNS!
YAY!
Can't publish the next chapter until tonight because I'm really busy today. :(
Anyways…
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