Chapter Four
It was late into the night by the time I found the doors of Moria. Or, what was left of the doors. The only thing left that showed the doors had been there was a worn elvish transcription on a crumbling rock that I translated with a dictionary the Elrond gave me in Rivendell '-Moria, Speak Friend And Enshroud'(What?) . I kicked at the pile of rock and said a stream of words a sailor wouldn't use as pain flared up my leg.
I climbed to the top of the pile and started excavating a way through to the other side. Heaving a rock as big as I was down the mound, I watched in satisfaction as it fell heavily into the water. Turning back around, I pulled more rocks away; making a small hole. I was so busy that I almost didn't hear the gurgling and hissing start behind me. Almost. I drew my Sword, a Three foot long blade of Celestial Bronze called an Adder Fang because of the two poisoned points on the end of the blade that looked like snake fangs; and turned to face a… What WAS that thing? It looked like a cross between a octopus, a squid, a kraken, Davy Jones, a Chicken, and a hippopotamus. This is one for the books. I started climbing down the rock pile to the thing. It spit foam at me as I slowly made my way down (real charmer), sort of rolling itself back down into the deeper water. As soon as my feet were planted firmly on the ground it propelled itself over to me, tentacles grabbing onto rocks and trees before throwing them at me. I ducked and rolled to my left as a boulder the size of a bus flew at me, it barely missed as it crashed into the mountain. Running forward I made it about 30 feet before a tentacle wrapped around my waist and jerked me up to its face. Facing its huge black eyes and gapping maw, I felt helpless. What could I do with just a sword? The Answer….. A lot. I plunged my sword into the pale flesh and pulled it out again as the monster let go of me. As I fell one of its tentacles came flying around and hit me in the gut, sending me shooting into the mountain. That thing did NOT just slap the daughter of Morpheus! That was enough of me showing off with my sword. I charged at the monster again. Morphing into a jet black dragon with multi colored wings as I ran. We crashed into each other in the air. Both of us clawing and grabbing at each other. I blew white hot fire into its face as the thing grabbed me around my belly and flung me into the mountain AGAIN! I could feel the mountain shudder as I collided with it craggy surface.
Gandalf P.O.V
As we were walking down the dark paths of Moria, I could not help but feel relieved that the presence following us seemed to be gone. I knew that we had been followed since Rivendell but whatever was following us perished in the snowstorm. We were in a large hall when the silence was rent by the angry roar of the Watcher. Immediately after that the entire mountain shook with terrifying force. An even louder roar answered the first. "What's that Gandalf?" Merry asked me. "Something has woken the Watcher." I replied as we hurried into the next room.
Asan P.O.V
The monster was dead. Its smoking form lay on the lakeside as I pulled myself away from it. My right arm was bleeding and numb. It was probably broken. Hauling myself up the rock pile I pushed myself thru the now large hole I groaned as I thudded to the ground on the other side. Pulling a flask of nectar out of my pack I took a slug and started walking down the dark roadway under the mountain.
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