Cast Out
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the "Lord of the Rings" characters from the book trilogy or the movie trilogy directed by Peter Jackson. I do, however, own Thalyin and Lady Jenece and others you don't recognize. Based on both the books and the movies, so you'll see things from both.
Summary- Thalyin is the daughter Lord Denethor never knew he had. When she is pulled into the destruction of the One Ring, she meets interesting people who can answer the questions to her past... and her future. LegolasOC, EomerOC, OCOC
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ZELINIA- I can understand reviewing at three in the morning and being extremely exhausted, I have done so, and been so, myself. As it is late here, I'll just say thanks for the review and I hope that you find this chapter enjoyable.
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The walk down the hall took longer then Thalyin had anticipated. True, she couldn't see any light whatsoever and had no idea how long it would take to reach actual lifeforms (other then the ones she was traveling with), but this was getting ridiculous. Boy, that didn't last long enough.
After some time, a ray of sunshine hit their eyes. Gimli immediately became distraught. He let out a gasp as he ran towards the chamber that the sunlight was shining through, Gandalf tried to stop him, but Gimli payed no heed. He stopped and knelled next to a crypt and began to sob, almost uncontrollably. Boromir walked up behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to console. "Here lie Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria." Gandalf translated the words on the crypt, "He is dead then. It is I have feared."
Thalyin put her hand on Gimli's shoulder for a moment before walking over to the hobbits and leaned against the wall, sighing heavily and lowering her head. She looked up in time to see Gandalf hand his hat and staff to Pippin and pull a large, old, and tattered book from the grasp of one of the dwarf corpses. He rubbed dirt off of one of the pages, but Thalyin's attention had been turned to Legolas.
He had been looking around the chamber since he had entered it. The unsettling feeling that he had had been growing with every second they stayed, Thalyin knew because she felt the same. "We must move on, we can not linger." He told Aragorn.
"They have taken the bridge, and the second hall," Gandalf said, bringing Thalyin back to what was actually happening in the dismal chamber she was standing in, "We have barred the gates, but we can not hold them for long." Thalyin walked around, to nowhere particular, thinking 'Then how are we going to get out? Surely what killed these dwarfs isn't gone.' "The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep." He cautiously turned the page, "We can not get out. A shadow moves in the dark. We can not get out... They are coming."
Thalyin walked over to Gandalf and stared into his eyes, "And on that disconsolate note, what do we plan on doing to get out of here?"
Before Gandalf could answer Thalyin saw movement behind him. Pippin had become interested him a corpse on a well. He carefully reached out and touched the arrow, causing it to break away from the arrowhead. The dwarf's head broke off and fell into the well it was sitting on; everyone glanced over to see what had happened. The rest of the dwarf followed it's head, as did a bucket and chain that was attached to it. Loud crashes echoed from hall to hall, Pippin winced at each crash. "Pippin." Thalyin whispered, barely audible, "What have you done?"
Silence. Dead silence. Everyone began to relax.
Gandalf slammed the book closed, "Fool of a Took!" He scalded, "Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!" Thalyin gave Gandalf a shocked look, that wasn't going to solve any problems. Gandalf merely walked over to Pippin and grabbed his hat and staff.
Then the trouble began...
Just as Gandalf grabbed his hat and staff from Pippin was when they all heard drums echoing deep below them. Thalyin felt a terrified expression creep on to her face, she saw the same with all of her companions.
"FRODO!" Sam exclaimed, looking down at Sting. Frodo pulled it out of it's sheath, and it was glowing blue, signaling the impending arrival of orcs.
Boromir ran up to the door, and was about to close it when Thalyin saw several arrows almost hit his face. Aragorn dropped the torch he was holding and yelled to the hobbits to stay close to Gandalf. Thalyin ran up assist Legolas, Gimli, Aragorn, and Boromir. As Boromir and Aragorn managed to close the door, Boromir turned and gasped, "They have a cave-troll."
"A cave-troll? A cave-troll! This day just keeps getting better!" Thalyin said before she could stop herself.
"I was beginning to think that you were never going to be a pessimist." Boromir said, joking at her past behavior, as he excepted a spear from Legolas. Aragorn followed suit, catching an axe and placing on the door so that it would act as a barricade.
"I'm not a pessimist, I'm a realist!" Thalyin said. She was ready for a fight, but she wasn't quite sure how the poor hobbits would fare.
Thalyin grabbed an axe, but didn't add it to the barricade. All of the Fellowship pulled out their weapons and Gimli stood on Balin's tomb and growled, "Let them come! There is still one dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath."
The orcs began breaking their way throw the door. Aragorn and Legolas began to shot arrows at them. Thalyin took up the axe and placed it, flat, parallel to the ground. She drew it back and threw it towards the door with all of her strength. The axe flew past her companions and though the door, chopping off a few orc heads.
Boromir looked over to her, "What did those elves teach you?" He asked indignantly.
Thalyin laughed, "Actually, I learned that from dwarfs." She said as she pulled out her bow and arrows. She couldn't help but notice that Gimli looked pleased at that statement. The she placed three arrows in her bow, shooting three orcs in the same spot, "Now that, I learned from elves!" It was Legolas's turn to smile as she replaced her bow and arrows and pulled out her short swords.
The orcs finally made their way through the door. As she was batting several orcs, Thalyin heard a loud growl. Suddenly a gigantic cave-troll crashed through the door. Several orcs tried to take advantage of her lapse of attention, and tried to attack her; she noticed just in time and was able to slit one of the orcs throats, but another managed to slice her arm.
This only fueled her. She stabbed the orc that had hurt her in the gut with both of her short swords and sliced him in half, literally. Thalyin slit a few more throats and then noticed Legolas attempting to stop the cave-troll. It merely growled, and turned it's attention to Sam. It took it's mace and hurled it at the poor hobbit. But, Sam ducked under the troll's feet just in time.
Legolas got the troll's attention back on him, alternating between killing orcs and attempting to find the troll's weakness.
Sam on the other hand was sticking strictly with orcs. He had pulled out a frying pan and was swinging it around, hitting and knocking out many of the orcs. Sure, he wasn't really killing anything, but at least he was trying to help. "I think I'm getting the hang of this." Thalyin heard him exclaim.
"Frodo!" Aragorn exclaimed. He pulled Frodo away from the battle and Pippin and Merry hid him behind a pillar.
The troll had swung it's mace at Legolas again, but had wrapped it around another pillar by accident. Legolas had tightened it around the pillar and began shooting the troll in the back of the head.
As Thalyin was killing orcs, she hadn't noticed that the troll was playing a little bit of hid and seek with Frodo. That was until he screamed, "Aragorn! Aragorn! THAL!" Her attention changed to the troll. It had Frodo by the leg. Using his quick thinking, Frodo sliced at the troll's hand with Sting. He was released and fell to the floor.
"Frodo!" Aragorn called. He picked up a spear from the floor and threw it at the troll's chest. Pulling out the spear, the troll sent Aragorn flying across the room. Thalyin ran up to the troll and sliced at it's legs with her short swords. The troll stumbled a little, but knocked her away with the back of it's hand, on top of Aragorn.
Frodo crawled over to them, trying to rouse them, but Aragorn was to stunned to move and Thalyin could barley breath. Pippin and Merry began throwing rocks at the troll, but it was to no avail. Frodo ran but the troll threw him back into a corner and stabbed him with the spear Aragorn had used against him.
"Frodo? Frodo!" Sam exclaimed. Thalyin and Aragorn had managed to move and noticed Frodo slumping on the ground.
Pippin and Merry let out what seemed like a battle cry and jumped onto the troll's head. The troll grabbed Merry, but the Fellowship redoubled their efforts. Gimli and Gandalf took turns stabbing at the troll and then getting out if it's path of destruction. Pippin stabbed it in the head again, giving Legolas a chance to shoot an arrow at it's throat. Pippin was thrown from the troll's head. All of the orcs were dead or had fled the chamber. Aragorn and Thalyin crawled over to Frodo.
"Oh no!" Aragorn whispered.
"Frodo." Thalyin said, trying to hold back tears. She reached over to his shoulder and turned him over. He took in a gasp of air.
"He's alive!" Sam exclaimed as he ran over to them.
"I'm alright," Frodo insisted, "I'm not hurt."
"You should be dead," Aragorn stated in amazement and wonder, "That spear would have skewered a wild boar!" He was looking at Frodo with surprise and happiness in his eyes.
"I think there's more to this hobbit that meets the eye." Gandalf said in a knowing voice. Frodo looked down and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his Mithril shirt. Sam touched it in wonder.
"Mithril!" Gimli said surprise. "You are full of surprises, Master Hobbit." Once he said that, the distant sound of orcs hit their ears again.
"To the Bridge of Khazad-dûm!" Gandalf commanded. At this the whole of the Fellowship raced out the back of the chamber. And they had no idea what was going to happen when they got out.