I'm really really really really sorry.
Seriously.
My cat is probably dead.
My dad let him out last night and he never came back.
And we cant find him. :,(
He was my favourite, no offense to my other cat.
NO I AM NOT A CRAZY CAT WOMAN! MY SISTER IS OBSESSED WITH CATS SO ITS NOT MY FAULT!
I still miss him though.
Farewell, Murray. You were the nicest cat I ever met.
May you find peace in death...
Even though you might not be dead.
You know what?
When I logged onto my fanfiction account today, an add popped up.
And guess what it was about?
Cat food. And the cat in the add looked identical to my (maybe) dead cat. Which kinda creeped me out.
Anyways, I'll try and make this chapter longer.
I promise NOT to leave you on a cliff hanger.
Surprisingly, the Rohirrim still had hope and actually was doing pretty well against the Oliphants.
And Cecelia, Merry, and Éowyn were still okay.
Until...
"Merry!" Cecelia and Éowyn cried as their friend fell off the horse.
An oliphant timbered down towards them, and Cecelia and Éowyn rolled off their horse as the Oliphant landed.
"Merry!" The two called, looking around, Cecelia feeling more worried then she reallybhad ever felt before. Mainly because one of her best friends had disappeared in the middle of a hard-core battle against Orcs, Ninja-like men, and giant evil elephants.
"Merry!" They repeated. Orcs began to attack the two. Éowyn and Cecelia separated, Cecelia trying her best to find Merry, while Éowyn was doing the same in the other direction.
"Merry!" Cecelia called again, still no answer. 'Please be alive.' Cecelia said in her head, 'Pippin's gonna kill me if your dead. But I'll already be dead 'cause I'm gonna kill myself if your dead."
An orc came charging at her. She fought it but her sword was thrown away. She blinked. The orc smirked evilly before charging at her. But the tip of a bloody sword stuck out of it's chest. The sword was pulled back and the orc fell. There was Merry. Merry saved her life.
Cecelia was frozen. She blinked before grabbing her sword and ran past Merry. "Come on! And don't disappear again, 'cause me and Éowyn thought you were dead!" The two hobbits ran back into battle.
Meanwhile...
Pippin and Emerald sat with Gandalf as trolls and orcs smashed themselves against the doors. All three were silent.
"I didn't think it would end this way." Pippin finally spoke. Both Emerald and Gandalf turned to look at him.
"End?" Gandalf said. "No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back and all turns to silver glass... And then you see it..."
"What Gandalf? See what?" Emerald asked.
"White shores... And beyond... A far green country under a swift sunrise."
"Well that isn't so bad." Pippin smiled.
"No... No it isn't." Gandalf took a deep breath. Emerald and Pippin looked at the doors before turning back to Gandalf.
The old wizard nodded, either meaning 'Goodbye' or 'Good luck.'
Emerald gripped her sword tighter, waiting.
Meanwhile...
Four ships stopped by Minas Tirith.
An orc with basically two heads came forward.
"Late as usual, pirate scum! Get off your ships, you sea rats! There's knife work here needs doing!" It snarled.
Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Ana, and Jane leaped off the ship.
Ana smirked at the look of surprise the orcs had on their faces.
The five began to walk towards the orcs, Jane notching an arrow and Ana drawing her sword.
"Plenty for all of us may the best dwarf win!" Gimli declared.
They charged into battle, the Army of the Dead not far behind.
Meanwhile...
Cecelia swore she just saw a huge army of ghosts enter the battle, leaded by a man, a woman, two elves, and a dwarf. Cecelia smiled. It was Aragorn, Ana, Legolas, Jane and Gimli.
The young hobbit turned back to the battle. Sadly, Merry was no where to be seen, again.
Meanwhile...
Lea and Sam neared the Tower.
"Frodo's in there. We need to get to him." Lea declared. Sam nodded. "Let's go, Lea." The two entered.
The orcs might've got into a huge fight, because there were dead orcs everywhere. EVERYWHERE.
The two were fine until they came across a couple of orcs.
"Go Sam!" Lea instructed as she fought the orcs.
Sam nodded and ran all the way to the top of the tower.
"I'm going to stick you like a stuck pig!" An orc threatened.
Sam stabbed the orc in the back. "Not if I stick you first!"
"Sam!" Frodo cried with joy. Sam quickly began to cut him free. "Sam... I'm so sorry... Sorry for everything."
"Come on."
"It's too late. It's over. They've taken it... They took the Ring!"
Sam said "Begging your pardon, but they haven't." He pulled the Ring from his pocket. "We thought you were gone... So I took it. We wanted to make sure it was destroyed,"
"We?" Frodo looked at him with confusion.
"She's alive, Mr Frodo. Lea. She found me. Gollum hit her with a rock and dragged her into a cave. She's probably fighting orcs right now." Sam informed him.
Frodo looked at Sam with disbelief. But his eyes soon fixed on the ring.
"Give me the ring, Sam."
Sam didn't move.
"Sam... Give me the ring!"
Sam dropped the ring into Frodo's hand.
He placed the Ring back around his neck and spoke. "You must understand... The Ring is my burden. It will destroy you." Frodo seemed to stumble a little.
"Come on, Mr. Frodo. We'd best find you some clothes. You can't go walking through Mordor in naught but your skin."
After Frodo got some clothes on, Lea appeared at the top of the steps, panting.
"Got... Lost..." She noticed Frodo. "FRODO!" She ran up to him and hugged him. "We... We thought you died... And some orc ran off with your Mithril chain-mail."
Frodo laughed lightly. "We thought you died as well."
"Sam told me. Anyways, we should get to Mount Doom. Sauron will be suspicious that his orcs are not as annoying as usual." The three laughed and headed down the steps towards Mordor.
Meanwhile...
Jane jumped when someone tapped her shoulder. She turned to see Ana. The woman pointed to a nearby Oliphant. The two along with Gimli watched, somewhat annoyed, as Legolas climbed up an Oliphant, cut some ropes and pushed all the Ninja-like people off the Oliphant, shot it's head, and slid down the trunk as it toppled over to meet them.
"That still only counts as one!" Ana, Jane, and Gimli chorused before turning back to the battle.
Later...
Ana sighed as she looked around the battle field. So many dead people...
She spotted Jane nearby, whom was watching Aragorn free the dead army.
Over with Emerald...
Emerald saw a girl make her way across the field, obviously looking for someone.
"CECELIA!" She shrieked, running up to her cousin.
The blonde hobbit turned and hugged her cousin tightly.
"Have you seen Merry?" A nearby Pippin asked imedieatly.
Cecelia frowned. "That's who I'm looking for. C'mon you two!" The three hobbits all began searching for their friend.
Over with Jane and Ana...
Jane walked up to her friend.
"We won." Ana stated. Jane laughed. "Yes, I noticed that. I also noticed that Cecelia, Emerald, and Pippin have lost Merry."
"He died?" Ana gasped.
Jane laughed again. "No! They LOST him."
"Oh. That's good. Otherwise Cecelia and Pippin might kill themselves."
The two laughed again and headed towards Minas Tirith.
So...
That chapter wasn't that long...
Actually, IT'S NOT OVER YET!
HAHAHAHA!
Someone thought they found my lost cat, and me and my sister got super excited.
But sadly it wasn't him.
Anyways...
Lets keep goin...
It was dark already, and the hobbits still hadn't found Merry.
"MERRY!" They cried. Still no answer.
Pippin noticed someone lying near a dead Oliphant, and ran to him.
It was Merry.
"Merry it's me! It's Pippin!" Pippin whispered, kneeling by his friend.
"And Cecelia."
"And Emerald."
"I knew you'd find me." Merry whispered. "Are you going to leave me?"
"No, we're going to look after you." Cecelia promised.
Meanwhile...
All three hobbits were wearing orc armour, knowing that Sauron or his orcs would obviously notice three halflings walking through Mordor.
"We did it. We made it to Mordor."
Frodo and Lea looked at the huge plain filled with orcs and fire. This wouldn't be as easy as they expected.
"There are so many of them. So many... We'll never get through unseen." Frodo despaired.
"Dont worry Frodo. We'll think of something." Lea promised.
"It's him!" Frodo gasped suddenly. The Eye!"
And there it was. The big firey eye. The Eye of Sauron. The enemy.
"We have to go in there, Mr. Frodo. There's nothing for it. Come on. Let's jsut make it down the hill for starters." Sam said quietly. And they moved on.
Okay, I cant write any more 'cause my fingers are gonna fall off soon.
I'll try and publish faster.
But I usually got a lot of things goin on in my boring life.
Like my cat dying.
And school.
And plans for the summer holidays.
And... You get the point.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
IT WILL MAKE MY BORING LIFE HAPPY!