Chapter 10:
"Be on your guard!" Gandlaf warned, as we began our journey through Moria. "There are older and more fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. Quietly now, it's a four day journey to the other side. Let us hope our presence will go unnoticed."
That was about two hours ago. We had traveled through some rocky sections, but nothing to bad. Then we came upon a pass, with three doorways. We waited patiently for Gandalf to guide us. It had been quite a climb to get up here, but Caradhras had been worse. Eden preferred this way, even if it smelled bad.
Gandlaf glanced around, pondering in thought. "I have no memory of this place." He declared softly. So, like before, we sat around and waited for him to tell us which way to go. The hobbits sat and talked amoungst each other. Gimli huffed grumpily on a rock in the corner, Gandalf sat on a boulder, smoking his pipe, while Aragorn and Boromir sat beside each other on the steps, Aragorn also smoking a pipe, while Boromir appeared to be lost in thought.
Eden leaned against a boulder beside Legolas, glad for the rest. "Thank you, for helping me out of the water." She said softly, her gaze rivetted of the smoke drifting upwards from Aragorn's pipe.
"You're most welcome, Eden. Where did you learn to throw a dagger like that? That looked as if it took years of practice and skill to master and weren't you just called as a slayer two years ago?" He asked, his gaze was on my face.
She turned to meet his sapphire blue eyes. "Yes, but my skills are that of a Warrior, mixed with that of a demon. It takes me less time to master fighting abilities than it would take any mortal, plus, I've been training with Angel and Buffy." She sighed wistfully. "I miss them. Buffy was the Slayer before me, Angel is her husband, both Warriors of Light, but they are now having a much deserved reward. They get to have a normal life and raise a family."
She watched Frodo scrambled up to Gandalf's side and soon both were in deep conversation. Her spidey senses tingled a bit, but it was less than what she recieved with a vampire, so she did not think too much on it. It couldn't be too threatening if it was only a tiny tingle.
"Is that what you want? You want to raise a family?" Legolas asked, he studied her closely, as if trying to determined her reply.
"I used to." Eden shrugged. "Someday, but hello, being the Slayer, not exactly the kind of job you go up and tell people, plus the life expectancy is really short. Not many are expected to live a year after they are activated. Buffy, Faith and I are the lucky ones, but I don't even have a family back home. I live my life in the shadows. My world is a dark secret and a bloody battle, night after night until my death."
"That is terrible. Is there not someone who can help you?" Legolas frowned.
"Buffy, Angel, Faith and Spike, but Buffy is pregnant, so Angel spends his time protecting her and I've never met Faith and Spike." Eden sighed. "Just the one girl. I didn't make the rules, I just live by them."
"Oh." Gandalf's voice interupted them. "It's that way."
"He's remembered." Merry stood up ansd the others did as well. Eden unconciously placed her hand on Legolas's arm and smiled, happy to be moving on, away from the gloomy conversation she and Legolas were having.
"No." Gandalf replaced his hat on his head. "but, the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Merry, or not, always follow your nose." He ruffled the hobbit's hair and began to trek down the stairs.
Eden couldn't help, but stare around in awe at the ruins and fallen columns.It was beautiful craftsmanship and once they stepped into the great halls, she marveled at it's beauty. "Behold! The great realm of the Dwarf city of Dwelldelf." Gandalf lifted his staff so we could see further and Eden couldn't help, but gasp in delight. She had always loved ancient architecture and this was ancient architecture at its finest. Before being called, she had planned to major in history and minor in English, so she could write historical fiction. She had always loved writing, but thanks to her new role, she had no time to sit around and write anymore.
"There's an eyeopener, make no mistake." Sam muttered, as we made our way through the hall or city as Gandalf called it. Aragorn pressed a hand to Eden's shoulder and grinned down at her. She hadn't seen too much of Middle earth's real beauty, except for Rivendell.
Suddenly, Gimli let out a happy grunt and took off for a room on the side with light filtering through it. "Gimli!" Gandalf shouted in warning, but it did him no good. The dwarf was too intent on going into that room. We followed worriedly and again I felt the overwhelming sensation of death. We had walked right into a burial chamber. In the very center was a stone coffin of some sort.
No, no." Gimli crouched in front of it. letting out soft sobs. Eden's heart went out to him, as they filtered further into the room.
"Here lies Vollin, son of Frundin, Lord of Moria." Gandlaf read the inscription of the stone coffin sadly. "He is dead then. It's as I feared." Gimli's sobs grew more hysterical, but my attention was now riveted on Gandalf. Gandalf handed his staff and his hat to Pippin and picked up a book from the hands of a skeletal dwarf.
"We must move on, we can not linger." Legolas hissed to Aragorn, but my Slayer senses picked it up.
"They had taken the bridge and the seventh hall, we have barred the gates, but can not hold them for long. the ground shakes, trembles, drums in the deep. We can not get out, for shadow moves in the dark. We can not get out, they are coming." Gandalf recited from the book, looking up at us all with fear in his deep blue eyes.
Suddenly, a soft crash was heard and we all jumped to see, Pippin, standing guiltily by the well. The head of a skeleton fell and soon the body, with a bucket attached followed suit, this brought a feeling of dread. We could hear it echo in the mines and I trembled with fear, as well as the sense to get ready, it's time to fight. The banging grew louder and Pippin winced, we all did. This did not bode well. Then it stopped.
"Fool of a Took." Gandalf snapped the book closed. "Throw yourself in next time, you'll rid us of your stupidity." Gandalf snatched his hat and staff away. Eden winced that was kind of harsh, it was only an accident.
A soft sound of a drum reached our ears and we all turned to it with fear. The drumming grew more insistant and Eden's slayer hearing picked up on soft, awful screeches, worse than those of the birds. Frodo made his blade visual and it was glowing blue.
"Orcs!" Legolas spat the name as if it were the most vile thing to leave his lips. She glanced at Aragorn for confirmation and he gave her a swift nod. Boromir ran to the door, only to be met with two arrows in front of his face.
"Get back!" Aragorn ordered, truning to the hobbits. "Stay close to Gandalf!" He ordered, before turning to me. "I've seen snippets of what you can do, Eden. Now you have to prove yourself, you're about to face your very first battle against the Orcs." A loud roar, cut him off and he ran to help Boromir baracade the door.
"They have a cave troll." Boromir said in an 'oh great!' sarcastic voice and she winced. That didn't sound to good. It was defiantely broadsword and crossbow time. She pulled out the light sword and secured it at her hip, ready to grab it when needed. She backed up and pulled out the two handheld crossbows, loading to bolts at a speed Buffy would be proud of.
Legolas tossed Boromir and Aragorn axes to baracade the door with, then they all moved back to stand beside her. Aragorn and Legolas had arrows ready. Boromir held his sword in battle position and Eden aimed her crossbows at the doors. Gandalf and the hobbits drew their blades as well. Gimli jumped onto the coffin, waving his axe threateningly. "Let them come There is still one Dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath." The doors began to shake and Eden's spidey senses went haywire, major evil coming!
Their axes began to cut through the doors and with precision only an elf could muster, Legolas shot and Orc through the tiny hole they made. "And you say I'm the one with the skill." Eden smirked at him, as he drew another arrow. Aragorn followed suit and did the same thing, him too, hitting a target. The doors burst open and whatever was behind it charged through. She could tell by the vile smell that these things were friendly. Legolas and Aragorn shot the first two Orcs, slowing the others ehind them and Eden got her first look. Oh man were they ugly, freaking repulsive.
Remembering that she ws to fight as well, she aimed and pulled the triggered on the first crossbow, shooting one Orc between the eyes, then she aimed and pulled the triggered on the second one, hitting another. Then they charged, we didn't have time to reload. Eden tossed her crossbows over her shoulder into the bag and ducked the first blade that came at her, countering with a sift upper thrust, he hand coming in contact with greasy, slimy skin, gross! But, now was not the time to be repulsed, she could do that later. Gimli jumped over her, giving her time to back up and regroup.
A group of Orcs followed her and she drew out the sword. "You're going to Hell!" Rang through her head. "Save me a seat." Buffy's fight with Angelus, where this sword was last used. Letting out a visceral cry, she blocked the blows and countered with fatal ones of her own, decapitating and stabbing any Orc that came near. Then, the room shook, as the doorway crumbled under the hammer of a huge troll, charging into the room, heading straight for Sam.
"Sam!" Eden cried, but she needn't worry, the little hobbit scrambled right between his legs and Legolas shot him in the chest with an arrow. Unfortunately, he lapse on attention cost her some blood. The blade of an Orc sword skimmed her mid-section, drawing a thin, very shallow line of blood. "Son of a Bitch!" She yelled, slicing his head clean off his shoulders. "That was one of my favortie shirts." she glanced down at her torn apparel, before continuing to fight another Orc.
Eden looked up and found the troll preoccupied with Legolas, she rushed up the steps, decapitating Orcs, along the way. However, before she made it all the way up, Legolas had found his way on the shoulders of the troll and fired a shot into its skull. Needless to say, Trolls here are hard headed because the arrow bounced right off. Legolas jumped down out of harms way and Eden turned to fight the rest of the Orcs behind her, adding in a few punches and kicks along the way.
She looked to see who the troll went after next and struggled to get down because it was headed straight for Frodo, Merry and Pippin, but more Orcs kept getting in her way. Luckily, Aragorn had seen the impending danger to their ring bearer and rushed to his aid. Unfortunately, the troll merely tossed the Warrior aside with a hard punch, sending him sailing into unconciousness.
"Aragorn!" She yelled, leaping off the wall, trying to make it over to save Frodo, since the troll had picked Aragorn's fallen spear. But, she was not fast enough. All activity seemed to stop, as the troll impaled Frodo on the end of the spear. Merry and Pippin as brave and angered as they were, flipped their blades in their hands and jumped on the trolls back, stabbing at anything within reach. Eden rushed to their aid, Gimli right behind her. The fighting started again with renewed vigor, as they all tried to get to the one they were supposed to protect. The troll batted Gimli away as if he were a knat and yanked Merry off him. She was met with a swift punch, sending her right off her feet and as the troll began to close in on her, two leather boots appeared on either side of her head. As the troll roared an arrow pierced its neck. Legolas stood above me, his bowstring thrumming from its release of the arrow. An angered grim expression on the handsome elf's face. The orcs, had either fallen or retreated and only the troll was left as he fell, finally dead.
Legolas bent down and pulled Eden back to her feet, steadying her with an arm wrapped around her waist. She stared at the fallen troll, not even trying to pull out of Legolas's grasp, before her gaze drifted to Frodo's fallen form. Aragorn rushed to his side, awake now and she could hear his whispered 'oh no.', as he flipped Frodo over, but instead of finding a dead body, Frodo gasped and struggled to regain his breath.
"He's alive." Sam said, turning to the rest of us, we all breathed a collective sigh of relief. We were all filthy and a bit bloody from the battle, whether it was our own blood or that of an Orc.
"I'm alright." Frodo said, trying to reassure us, as well as himself. "I'm not hurt."
"You should be dead." Aragorn breathed heavily, looking at Frodo in bewilderment. "That spear would have skewered a wild boar."
"I think there is more to this hobbit than meets the eye." Gandalf said, leaning forward his eyes twinkling in amusement and wonder.
Frodo slowly unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a white, chain linked shirt beneath it. Eden smiled in recognition, that hadn't been used in a long time. "Mithril." Gimli's eyes widened in surprise."You are full of surprises, Master Baggins." He added gruffly.
Their moment was interupted by the sound of marching feet and screeching Orcs. "To the Bridge of Khaza-dum." So, we ran, out of the room and down the halls, There was no time to pause and admire the arichitecture, it was time to get the hell out of there.
Soon we could see the thousands off Orcs chasing after us, coming at us from all sides. Eden winced this did not look good. "This way!" Aragorn yelled back to Gimli and the hobbits, who brought up the rear. Eden's long pace kept up evenly with Aragorn and Boromir's, but she knew that due to Slayer speed and stamina, she could go faster, but she refused to leave the rest of the Fellowship behind.
They came from everyside, the ground, the walls, even the ceiling. They climbed down the collumns and the walls like insects, creepy little spider-like things. They let out innane calls and cries, causing the hobbits to quiver with fear, as they ran. Then they closed in and we were surrounded. We were trapped by ten thousand Orcs from what she could see and there was no way they were getting out alive. Eden's slayer adrenaline hummed through her veins. She would not go out without taking at least a hundred Orcs with her. By the looks on Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas and Gimli's faces, they felt the exact same way. The fellowship would not go down without a fight, so the Orcs could just bring it on!
I know I left it at sort of a cliffhanger, but you all should know what happens next, so it can't be too bad. I'll try to update soon, promise. Laterz!
"Be on your guard!" Gandlaf warned, as we began our journey through Moria. "There are older and more fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. Quietly now, it's a four day journey to the other side. Let us hope our presence will go unnoticed."
That was about two hours ago. We had traveled through some rocky sections, but nothing to bad. Then we came upon a pass, with three doorways. We waited patiently for Gandalf to guide us. It had been quite a climb to get up here, but Caradhras had been worse. Eden preferred this way, even if it smelled bad.
Gandlaf glanced around, pondering in thought. "I have no memory of this place." He declared softly. So, like before, we sat around and waited for him to tell us which way to go. The hobbits sat and talked amoungst each other. Gimli huffed grumpily on a rock in the corner, Gandalf sat on a boulder, smoking his pipe, while Aragorn and Boromir sat beside each other on the steps, Aragorn also smoking a pipe, while Boromir appeared to be lost in thought.
Eden leaned against a boulder beside Legolas, glad for the rest. "Thank you, for helping me out of the water." She said softly, her gaze rivetted of the smoke drifting upwards from Aragorn's pipe.
"You're most welcome, Eden. Where did you learn to throw a dagger like that? That looked as if it took years of practice and skill to master and weren't you just called as a slayer two years ago?" He asked, his gaze was on my face.
She turned to meet his sapphire blue eyes. "Yes, but my skills are that of a Warrior, mixed with that of a demon. It takes me less time to master fighting abilities than it would take any mortal, plus, I've been training with Angel and Buffy." She sighed wistfully. "I miss them. Buffy was the Slayer before me, Angel is her husband, both Warriors of Light, but they are now having a much deserved reward. They get to have a normal life and raise a family."
She watched Frodo scrambled up to Gandalf's side and soon both were in deep conversation. Her spidey senses tingled a bit, but it was less than what she recieved with a vampire, so she did not think too much on it. It couldn't be too threatening if it was only a tiny tingle.
"Is that what you want? You want to raise a family?" Legolas asked, he studied her closely, as if trying to determined her reply.
"I used to." Eden shrugged. "Someday, but hello, being the Slayer, not exactly the kind of job you go up and tell people, plus the life expectancy is really short. Not many are expected to live a year after they are activated. Buffy, Faith and I are the lucky ones, but I don't even have a family back home. I live my life in the shadows. My world is a dark secret and a bloody battle, night after night until my death."
"That is terrible. Is there not someone who can help you?" Legolas frowned.
"Buffy, Angel, Faith and Spike, but Buffy is pregnant, so Angel spends his time protecting her and I've never met Faith and Spike." Eden sighed. "Just the one girl. I didn't make the rules, I just live by them."
"Oh." Gandalf's voice interupted them. "It's that way."
"He's remembered." Merry stood up ansd the others did as well. Eden unconciously placed her hand on Legolas's arm and smiled, happy to be moving on, away from the gloomy conversation she and Legolas were having.
"No." Gandalf replaced his hat on his head. "but, the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Merry, or not, always follow your nose." He ruffled the hobbit's hair and began to trek down the stairs.
Eden couldn't help, but stare around in awe at the ruins and fallen columns.It was beautiful craftsmanship and once they stepped into the great halls, she marveled at it's beauty. "Behold! The great realm of the Dwarf city of Dwelldelf." Gandalf lifted his staff so we could see further and Eden couldn't help, but gasp in delight. She had always loved ancient architecture and this was ancient architecture at its finest. Before being called, she had planned to major in history and minor in English, so she could write historical fiction. She had always loved writing, but thanks to her new role, she had no time to sit around and write anymore.
"There's an eyeopener, make no mistake." Sam muttered, as we made our way through the hall or city as Gandalf called it. Aragorn pressed a hand to Eden's shoulder and grinned down at her. She hadn't seen too much of Middle earth's real beauty, except for Rivendell.
Suddenly, Gimli let out a happy grunt and took off for a room on the side with light filtering through it. "Gimli!" Gandalf shouted in warning, but it did him no good. The dwarf was too intent on going into that room. We followed worriedly and again I felt the overwhelming sensation of death. We had walked right into a burial chamber. In the very center was a stone coffin of some sort.
No, no." Gimli crouched in front of it. letting out soft sobs. Eden's heart went out to him, as they filtered further into the room.
"Here lies Vollin, son of Frundin, Lord of Moria." Gandlaf read the inscription of the stone coffin sadly. "He is dead then. It's as I feared." Gimli's sobs grew more hysterical, but my attention was now riveted on Gandalf. Gandalf handed his staff and his hat to Pippin and picked up a book from the hands of a skeletal dwarf.
"We must move on, we can not linger." Legolas hissed to Aragorn, but my Slayer senses picked it up.
"They had taken the bridge and the seventh hall, we have barred the gates, but can not hold them for long. the ground shakes, trembles, drums in the deep. We can not get out, for shadow moves in the dark. We can not get out, they are coming." Gandalf recited from the book, looking up at us all with fear in his deep blue eyes.
Suddenly, a soft crash was heard and we all jumped to see, Pippin, standing guiltily by the well. The head of a skeleton fell and soon the body, with a bucket attached followed suit, this brought a feeling of dread. We could hear it echo in the mines and I trembled with fear, as well as the sense to get ready, it's time to fight. The banging grew louder and Pippin winced, we all did. This did not bode well. Then it stopped.
"Fool of a Took." Gandalf snapped the book closed. "Throw yourself in next time, you'll rid us of your stupidity." Gandalf snatched his hat and staff away. Eden winced that was kind of harsh, it was only an accident.
A soft sound of a drum reached our ears and we all turned to it with fear. The drumming grew more insistant and Eden's slayer hearing picked up on soft, awful screeches, worse than those of the birds. Frodo made his blade visual and it was glowing blue.
"Orcs!" Legolas spat the name as if it were the most vile thing to leave his lips. She glanced at Aragorn for confirmation and he gave her a swift nod. Boromir ran to the door, only to be met with two arrows in front of his face.
"Get back!" Aragorn ordered, truning to the hobbits. "Stay close to Gandalf!" He ordered, before turning to me. "I've seen snippets of what you can do, Eden. Now you have to prove yourself, you're about to face your very first battle against the Orcs." A loud roar, cut him off and he ran to help Boromir baracade the door.
"They have a cave troll." Boromir said in an 'oh great!' sarcastic voice and she winced. That didn't sound to good. It was defiantely broadsword and crossbow time. She pulled out the light sword and secured it at her hip, ready to grab it when needed. She backed up and pulled out the two handheld crossbows, loading to bolts at a speed Buffy would be proud of.
Legolas tossed Boromir and Aragorn axes to baracade the door with, then they all moved back to stand beside her. Aragorn and Legolas had arrows ready. Boromir held his sword in battle position and Eden aimed her crossbows at the doors. Gandalf and the hobbits drew their blades as well. Gimli jumped onto the coffin, waving his axe threateningly. "Let them come There is still one Dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath." The doors began to shake and Eden's spidey senses went haywire, major evil coming!
Their axes began to cut through the doors and with precision only an elf could muster, Legolas shot and Orc through the tiny hole they made. "And you say I'm the one with the skill." Eden smirked at him, as he drew another arrow. Aragorn followed suit and did the same thing, him too, hitting a target. The doors burst open and whatever was behind it charged through. She could tell by the vile smell that these things were friendly. Legolas and Aragorn shot the first two Orcs, slowing the others ehind them and Eden got her first look. Oh man were they ugly, freaking repulsive.
Remembering that she ws to fight as well, she aimed and pulled the triggered on the first crossbow, shooting one Orc between the eyes, then she aimed and pulled the triggered on the second one, hitting another. Then they charged, we didn't have time to reload. Eden tossed her crossbows over her shoulder into the bag and ducked the first blade that came at her, countering with a sift upper thrust, he hand coming in contact with greasy, slimy skin, gross! But, now was not the time to be repulsed, she could do that later. Gimli jumped over her, giving her time to back up and regroup.
A group of Orcs followed her and she drew out the sword. "You're going to Hell!" Rang through her head. "Save me a seat." Buffy's fight with Angelus, where this sword was last used. Letting out a visceral cry, she blocked the blows and countered with fatal ones of her own, decapitating and stabbing any Orc that came near. Then, the room shook, as the doorway crumbled under the hammer of a huge troll, charging into the room, heading straight for Sam.
"Sam!" Eden cried, but she needn't worry, the little hobbit scrambled right between his legs and Legolas shot him in the chest with an arrow. Unfortunately, he lapse on attention cost her some blood. The blade of an Orc sword skimmed her mid-section, drawing a thin, very shallow line of blood. "Son of a Bitch!" She yelled, slicing his head clean off his shoulders. "That was one of my favortie shirts." she glanced down at her torn apparel, before continuing to fight another Orc.
Eden looked up and found the troll preoccupied with Legolas, she rushed up the steps, decapitating Orcs, along the way. However, before she made it all the way up, Legolas had found his way on the shoulders of the troll and fired a shot into its skull. Needless to say, Trolls here are hard headed because the arrow bounced right off. Legolas jumped down out of harms way and Eden turned to fight the rest of the Orcs behind her, adding in a few punches and kicks along the way.
She looked to see who the troll went after next and struggled to get down because it was headed straight for Frodo, Merry and Pippin, but more Orcs kept getting in her way. Luckily, Aragorn had seen the impending danger to their ring bearer and rushed to his aid. Unfortunately, the troll merely tossed the Warrior aside with a hard punch, sending him sailing into unconciousness.
"Aragorn!" She yelled, leaping off the wall, trying to make it over to save Frodo, since the troll had picked Aragorn's fallen spear. But, she was not fast enough. All activity seemed to stop, as the troll impaled Frodo on the end of the spear. Merry and Pippin as brave and angered as they were, flipped their blades in their hands and jumped on the trolls back, stabbing at anything within reach. Eden rushed to their aid, Gimli right behind her. The fighting started again with renewed vigor, as they all tried to get to the one they were supposed to protect. The troll batted Gimli away as if he were a knat and yanked Merry off him. She was met with a swift punch, sending her right off her feet and as the troll began to close in on her, two leather boots appeared on either side of her head. As the troll roared an arrow pierced its neck. Legolas stood above me, his bowstring thrumming from its release of the arrow. An angered grim expression on the handsome elf's face. The orcs, had either fallen or retreated and only the troll was left as he fell, finally dead.
Legolas bent down and pulled Eden back to her feet, steadying her with an arm wrapped around her waist. She stared at the fallen troll, not even trying to pull out of Legolas's grasp, before her gaze drifted to Frodo's fallen form. Aragorn rushed to his side, awake now and she could hear his whispered 'oh no.', as he flipped Frodo over, but instead of finding a dead body, Frodo gasped and struggled to regain his breath.
"He's alive." Sam said, turning to the rest of us, we all breathed a collective sigh of relief. We were all filthy and a bit bloody from the battle, whether it was our own blood or that of an Orc.
"I'm alright." Frodo said, trying to reassure us, as well as himself. "I'm not hurt."
"You should be dead." Aragorn breathed heavily, looking at Frodo in bewilderment. "That spear would have skewered a wild boar."
"I think there is more to this hobbit than meets the eye." Gandalf said, leaning forward his eyes twinkling in amusement and wonder.
Frodo slowly unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a white, chain linked shirt beneath it. Eden smiled in recognition, that hadn't been used in a long time. "Mithril." Gimli's eyes widened in surprise."You are full of surprises, Master Baggins." He added gruffly.
Their moment was interupted by the sound of marching feet and screeching Orcs. "To the Bridge of Khaza-dum." So, we ran, out of the room and down the halls, There was no time to pause and admire the arichitecture, it was time to get the hell out of there.
Soon we could see the thousands off Orcs chasing after us, coming at us from all sides. Eden winced this did not look good. "This way!" Aragorn yelled back to Gimli and the hobbits, who brought up the rear. Eden's long pace kept up evenly with Aragorn and Boromir's, but she knew that due to Slayer speed and stamina, she could go faster, but she refused to leave the rest of the Fellowship behind.
They came from everyside, the ground, the walls, even the ceiling. They climbed down the collumns and the walls like insects, creepy little spider-like things. They let out innane calls and cries, causing the hobbits to quiver with fear, as they ran. Then they closed in and we were surrounded. We were trapped by ten thousand Orcs from what she could see and there was no way they were getting out alive. Eden's slayer adrenaline hummed through her veins. She would not go out without taking at least a hundred Orcs with her. By the looks on Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas and Gimli's faces, they felt the exact same way. The fellowship would not go down without a fight, so the Orcs could just bring it on!
I know I left it at sort of a cliffhanger, but you all should know what happens next, so it can't be too bad. I'll try to update soon, promise. Laterz!