~*~*~ A/N: Chocolate helps the brain write. Response to question: Nallione is a human. Tehe. Most of my characters are, unless otherwise specificated. *blinks* I just made a new word.*~*~*~
She was led this way and that, until finally she found herself in a cavern, with a large, dark lake. A rock jutted out from the center of the water.
"Praps she'll be safe here, my precious," she heard the voice again, as the hand slipped out of hers, and she heard whatever it was scurry away. Nallione glanced to and fro, taking a hesitant step forward.
"Hello?" she called into the lake, and she heard a splashing sound in the water. "Hello, who is there?" She could faintly make out the movement of a rowboat in the lake, but nothing more. She could not even see a figure in the boat.
Silence answered her, and a moment later, she heard the rowboat run aground in the center of the lake. There was a slight hissing sound, as she heard stones being moved about. Gollum was taking off the ring, hiding it away. Then, she could see the creature venture back into the boat, climbing into it and rowing back.
Nallione squinted her eyes slightly. Whatever it was, was short, hunched over like, with grey skin, slimy, but with large, brilliant eyes. They illuminated the entire room, it seemed. She watched his eyes, as he came back.
"Who are you?" she asked, as he crept out of the boat. She blinked, as it crept up to her, watching her with those huge eyes, crouching with it's elbows on it's knees.
"She wants to know our name, precious," it hissed softly, to itself, then it made a sound in the back of it's throat; a sound like 'gollum'. "Yes, they called us that, Gollum, they called us."
"Gollum?" Nallione repeated. "Is that your name?"
"Our name? No, not our name," the creature, moved about, kind of crawling in a little circle around her. "Our name was Smeagol, but it's been long since we's been called that, yes, my precious, it has been long."
She blinked, gulping, as Gollum looked up, into the direction of one of the tunnel exits.
"Goblins," she heard it hiss, and he quickly grabbed her hand, pulling her to his rowboat. She sat uneasily, as Gollum wrapped his long fingers around the oar, shoving off and into the lake.
"She must be quiet," Gollum hissed. "The goblins are looking for her, they is!"
Nallione gulped. Although she did not trust this 'Gollum', she knew she did not want to be found by the goblins again. For they were terrible.
Long minutes passed, Gollum's bright eyes fixed upon the tunnel-way. After several moments, he seemed to nod to himself.
"The goblins is gave up their hunt. We's glad, my precious, we's very glad."
"Why are you helping me?" Nallione asked the question that had been in her mind since he had rescued her from the goblins.
"She's a pretty thing," she could hear him hiss, "And we likes pretty things. We's hates the goblins, we hates them forever!"
She nodded. She still didn't quite understand, but she was thankful anyway for it. Gollum rowed the boat to the rock in the middle of the lake, getting out. She watched him expectantly, squinting in the darkness.
"Is she coming?" Nallione heard him ask, stopping to glance back toward her.
"Yes, yes, coming," she replied softly, climbing out of the boat.
"This is our home," Gollum said, stopping to crouch on the rock. "We live here, we do, precious."
Nallione nodded, glancing down. Something gold and shiny caught her eye from the rocks. She bent, picking it up, and turned it this way and that in her hands.
"Oh, it's a ring," she said softly, raising her eyebrows. Hearing this, Gollum jumped at her, flying from his couching position and pinning her to the floor.
"Give it to us, precious, give it back!" He cried, and Nallione, without a moment's hesitation, pressed the ring into his palm.
"I wasn't going to take it," she said quickly, shaking her head, as the creature above her peered down, curious. "I was only lookin'." Gollum got off her, crawling to the edge of the rock, holding the ring tight against his chest.
"It's our precious, it is, precious ring."
Nallione sat up, brushing herself off.
"I'll be sure not to touch it again," she said softly; for now she knew of another facet of Gollum - he would hurt, even kill her, for the ring.
~*~*~*~ A/N: Please review! ^.^ I hope you likeses! *~*~*~
She was led this way and that, until finally she found herself in a cavern, with a large, dark lake. A rock jutted out from the center of the water.
"Praps she'll be safe here, my precious," she heard the voice again, as the hand slipped out of hers, and she heard whatever it was scurry away. Nallione glanced to and fro, taking a hesitant step forward.
"Hello?" she called into the lake, and she heard a splashing sound in the water. "Hello, who is there?" She could faintly make out the movement of a rowboat in the lake, but nothing more. She could not even see a figure in the boat.
Silence answered her, and a moment later, she heard the rowboat run aground in the center of the lake. There was a slight hissing sound, as she heard stones being moved about. Gollum was taking off the ring, hiding it away. Then, she could see the creature venture back into the boat, climbing into it and rowing back.
Nallione squinted her eyes slightly. Whatever it was, was short, hunched over like, with grey skin, slimy, but with large, brilliant eyes. They illuminated the entire room, it seemed. She watched his eyes, as he came back.
"Who are you?" she asked, as he crept out of the boat. She blinked, as it crept up to her, watching her with those huge eyes, crouching with it's elbows on it's knees.
"She wants to know our name, precious," it hissed softly, to itself, then it made a sound in the back of it's throat; a sound like 'gollum'. "Yes, they called us that, Gollum, they called us."
"Gollum?" Nallione repeated. "Is that your name?"
"Our name? No, not our name," the creature, moved about, kind of crawling in a little circle around her. "Our name was Smeagol, but it's been long since we's been called that, yes, my precious, it has been long."
She blinked, gulping, as Gollum looked up, into the direction of one of the tunnel exits.
"Goblins," she heard it hiss, and he quickly grabbed her hand, pulling her to his rowboat. She sat uneasily, as Gollum wrapped his long fingers around the oar, shoving off and into the lake.
"She must be quiet," Gollum hissed. "The goblins are looking for her, they is!"
Nallione gulped. Although she did not trust this 'Gollum', she knew she did not want to be found by the goblins again. For they were terrible.
Long minutes passed, Gollum's bright eyes fixed upon the tunnel-way. After several moments, he seemed to nod to himself.
"The goblins is gave up their hunt. We's glad, my precious, we's very glad."
"Why are you helping me?" Nallione asked the question that had been in her mind since he had rescued her from the goblins.
"She's a pretty thing," she could hear him hiss, "And we likes pretty things. We's hates the goblins, we hates them forever!"
She nodded. She still didn't quite understand, but she was thankful anyway for it. Gollum rowed the boat to the rock in the middle of the lake, getting out. She watched him expectantly, squinting in the darkness.
"Is she coming?" Nallione heard him ask, stopping to glance back toward her.
"Yes, yes, coming," she replied softly, climbing out of the boat.
"This is our home," Gollum said, stopping to crouch on the rock. "We live here, we do, precious."
Nallione nodded, glancing down. Something gold and shiny caught her eye from the rocks. She bent, picking it up, and turned it this way and that in her hands.
"Oh, it's a ring," she said softly, raising her eyebrows. Hearing this, Gollum jumped at her, flying from his couching position and pinning her to the floor.
"Give it to us, precious, give it back!" He cried, and Nallione, without a moment's hesitation, pressed the ring into his palm.
"I wasn't going to take it," she said quickly, shaking her head, as the creature above her peered down, curious. "I was only lookin'." Gollum got off her, crawling to the edge of the rock, holding the ring tight against his chest.
"It's our precious, it is, precious ring."
Nallione sat up, brushing herself off.
"I'll be sure not to touch it again," she said softly; for now she knew of another facet of Gollum - he would hurt, even kill her, for the ring.
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