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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LOTRLover1066- First of all, thank you. I always appreciate reviews, especially reviews from new reviewers. I can't exactly answer your questions because I am very into the element of surprise and I don't want to give anything away, but I can tell you that it should be exciting (at least I think it will be, but people are open to their own opinions)!
KillerRubberDuckiesR-J- Wow, I pleased twins, isn't it hard to do that sometimes? But anyway, I am glad you think that Thal is cool and I always thought that a kick ass/non-dainty girl is just what the boys in Lord of the Rings needed. Yes, I did say that three relationships are at work, but I can't tell you which one involves Thalyin, because that would ruin the surprise (and I like surprises, don't you?). No, you haven't missed anything with the relationships, I have made them happen yet, but they will soon. Many people get confused, so don't feel to bad about it. THANKS FOR THE REVIEW!
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Everyone had run out of the chamber at top speed while being pursued by an army of orcs. The hobbits had to be pushed a little, because of their short legs. A little ways down the hall orcs started to stream out of the sides of the walls, crawl down the ceiling like spiders, and spring out of the floor. The Fellowship was completely surrounded. Everyone had drawn their weapons, "Well," Thalyin whispered, "Any ideas, anyone?" She looked over to Boromir, who shot her a cross look, "Just wondering."
"Here's an idea," Boromir growled, "Start trying to think of an idea to get us out of here...and fast!" Thalyin rolled her eyes, she had just asked a simple question, there was no need for Boromir to get so rude about it.
Just as Thalyin was about to send back a snappy retort, a fiery light ignited one of the ends of the hall, followed by a thunderous and terrifying growl. Surprisingly, what ever was coming towards them scared away all of the orcs surrounding them. With the orcs fleeing in panic, the Fellowship turned in the direction of the new and strange light. "What is this new devilry?" Boromir asked, a twinge of fear cracking in his voice.
"A Belrog." Gandalf said, "A demon of the ancient world." He turned to the rest of the Fellowship and began shooing them along, "This foe is beyond any of you. Run! Quickly!"
Nobody needed to be told twice. With all of the speed they could muster, every member of the Fellowship ran all the way through the hall and down a passage way. At the end of the passage way they ran down a flight of stairs, which Boromir almost fell off of. Thalyin caught him before he fell, "Thanks Thal." He said, looking back at her. The hobbits ran into them and almost made them all fall in. Thalyin steadied them all, Boromir gave her a shocked look.
She smiled, "What can I say, I'm a regular miracle." He smiled back. The loud growl was heard again, bringing them back to life, "Let's run." She said, herding him down the steps and forcing the hobbits in front of her.
As she was turned around, she noticed Gandalf had stopped. "Gandalf!" Aragorn called. Gimli ran passed her and Legolas grabbed a hold of her arm to get her to move. She gasped in pain as he had grabbed onto the cut she had gotten from the orc moments earlier. Legolas seemed to forget running and pushed her sleeve up to her cut. His eyes grew in worry as he looked down at the cut and back to her face. She returned it with a look that clearly said 'don't worry about me!'
"Lead them on Aragorn. The bridge is near." Gandalf exclaimed, bringing Legolas and Thalyin back to life. They looked up to see Aragorn resisting Gandalf's request, "Do as I say," Gandalf thundered, pushing Aragorn away, "swords are no more use here!"
Aragorn reluctantly obeyed, and Legolas and Thalyin raced off down the stairs to catch up with the others, which didn't take long. Pippin had almost fallen off the stairs again, so Boromir tried to save him, almost falling off again himself. Legolas quickly grabbed a hold of both of them and swung around, ending in front of the rest of the group.
Another growl caused them to start running again. The labyrinth of stairs and dead ends seemed never ending, and someone almost falling off every other staircase didn't help either.
Down the steepest staircase in sight, they encountered yet another obstacle: a gap in the staircase itself. Legolas jumped the gap easily, and waved to Gandalf, calling for him. Gandalf looked back up to the hall, listened to a growl from the demon, watched stones fall around them, and jumped into Legolas' out stretched arms.
Then an arrow came wising past Thalyin's head, and she instinctively grabbed her bow and arrows and shot one back in the direction that the arrow had come from. Orcs were surrounding them again, shooting arrows that hit the stairs they stood on. She, Aragorn, and Legolas shot back.
"Pippin, Merry." Boromir said, as he grabbed the two hobbits, placed each of them at his sides, and jumped over the gap in the stairs. He let out a grunt as he landed, but he didn't seem hurt, and neither did Pippin and Merry, so Thalyin was satisfied.
"Sam." Aragorn said, grabbing a hold of him and throwing him across into Legolas' waiting arms.
Then Aragorn turned to pick up Gimli, "No one tosses a dwarf." The stubborn little dwarf said as he held up his hand. Before anyone could managed to try and sway his decision, Gimli jumped over the gap in the stairs and nearly fell in. Legolas saved him by grabbing onto his beard, "Not the beard!" Gimli shouted as Legolas pulled him up.
With a crack and a crash the steps that Aragorn, Thalyin, and Frodo were standing on broke, causing Aragorn to rush them back up. With another crash, the Belrog roared and Thalyin looked behind her, seeing the fiery light coming down the hall and hearing the creature's deafening growls. The stone structures around them began to break. A huge rock fell from the ceiling and went through the stairs just above them, weakening the already failing foundation of the stairs. Aragorn grabbed Thalyin by the arm as he pulled towards him, Frodo following soon after.
"Stay there," He ordered. "Lean forward, lean forward!" Thalyin and Frodo obeyed Aragorn and shifted their weight forward. The swaying staircase began to go forward. It crashed into the other part of the stairs and Boromir and Legolas caught them as they leaped across.
They continued running, as the stone around them began to collapse behind them. As the bridge came into view, Gandalf stopped and bade the others to continue, "Over the bridge. FLY!" He commanded. Everyone ran passed him, and he followed, but he stopped half-way across and turned to face the demon that was steadily gaining on them.
The Belrog appeared put of his fire, a horrible and dangerous (not to mention ugly) looking creature with horns; horns are almost never a good thing. "You can not pass!" Gandalf yell to him. Frodo called to Gandalf, but he was ignored. Gandalf held up his staff, a blazing and blinding light radiating from it, illuminating all of Gandalf's surroundings. "I am the servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. The dark fire will not avail you! Flame of Udûn!" The Belrog stuck down on Gandalf with his flaming sword, but Gandalf was ready for him and shattered the sword, "Go back to the shadow!" Gandalf said. A flaming whip was brandished menacingly. "YOU...SHALL...NOT...PASS!" Gandalf yelled as he struck the bridge with his sword and staff. The Belrog looked momentarily confused, but walked onto the bridge anyway. Unfortunately for it, the bridge collapsed under it; Gandalf turned around and leaned on his staff, exhaustion in his eyes.
But then, the Belrog's whip came up out of the chasm and grasped Gandalf around the ankle. Gandalf was dragged to the edge of the bridge, and he clung to the edge, but was straining to keep his grip. Thalyin was in shock and Aragorn had been unable to move. Frodo ran towards the bridge, but he was stopped by Boromir, "Frodo, no!" Boromir said as he grasped the hobbit tightly.
"GANDALF!" Frodo called.
"Fly you fools," Gandalf said as he lost his grip and fell into the abyss below. Frodo let out a cry as Boromir pulled him back to the East Gate of Moria.
"Aragorn." Boromir called. Aragorn had gotten his sense back once the orcs arrows began flying around them again. Aragorn dodged the arrows and was followed by the Fellowship.
Once light came into view, Thalyin knew that Moria was at an end. Once out she collapsed onto a rock. She saw the distraught look on the others faces, and she felt it on her own; paying no attention to the cut on her arm, she leaned against a rock and let the tears flow out of her eyes. Sam was sitting some way aways from her, weeping in his hands, Merry was trying to console Pippin, Boromir had to restrain a venting Gimli, Legolas was wearing a look of shock and disbelief. Aragorn on the other hand, was standing. He cleaned his sword and re-sheathed it.
"Legolas," He said turning around to the others, "get them up."
"Give them a moment for pity's sake!" Boromir retorted, looking at Aragorn as if he had thirty heads and ten arms.
"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs!" Aragorn said, "We must reach the Woods of Lothlórien. Come Boromir, Legolas, Gimli get them up." Thalyin had heard what he had said, but she just sat were she was. "On your feet, Sam." She heard Aragorn say. She just looked off in the direction she knew that they would be heading in, the Woods of Lothlórien. "Frodo? Frodo!" She heard Aragorn call.
Boromir and Legolas made their way over to her, "We can not delay, Thal." She heard the distant voice of Legolas say. She didn't move a muscle.
"Thal?" Boromir asked. "What are you thinking?"
"My mother told me a story when I was a little girl." Thalyin replied in little more then a whisper, "I was about a magical race that had the strength to concur any king they wished, but they didn't."
She turned her head to face them, "They wanted to be peaceful and quiet. They lived in a distant land, where foes were plentiful. They came to Middle Earth to try and escape that life, but they couldn't." She felt a solitary tear drop down her face, "The whole race was killed by the foe that they could never have defeated, whom had followed them from the land they wanted to desperately to get away from." She stood, "All that has happened to me as of late, I am beginning to wonder if life could truly end in such a way."
"And what way is that?" Boromir asked, lifting her drooping head gently with his hand.
"Losing the will to live, feeling as if nothing would ever be the same again." Thalyin looked directly into her brother's eyes, "Seeing the worst, but never gaining the strength that one takes from such an experience."
"The whole race was killed?" Legolas asked, remembering a similar story that he had heard sometime around fifty years ago.
"Well, no." Thalyin said, remembering another part of the story, "One man and his wife survived." She thought hard, "Their names were... Nolofinwë son of Glorfindel and Maranwë. I think mother said that they were found, injured, by a Rider of Rohan, but she told me that story a long time ago." She walked passed them and over to Aragorn, who was trying to help the hobbits gather all that they had.
"Some story." Boromir commented as he watched Thalyin help Sam with the pack he had. "But her mother always had an amazing knack for making up stories." Boromir walked away to help, leaving Legolas alone with his thoughts.
"Maybe." Legolas replied cryptically, to himself. He couldn't help but stare at Thalyin, "But then again, maybe not."