CHAPTER 11

SHELOB'S LAIR

AN: Hey my people! So sorry this took sooooo long to post...i've been really busy, well, here it is now...on with the story. :)

Millie's POV

We were in a dark cave-like place and a horrible smell filled the air; the smell of rotting corpses and of death. I knew very well where we were and I did not like it. I was terrified and wanted to get out of here, Frodo, Frodo, Frodo….my head kept repeating. Think about Frodo. He's in here, all alone….in danger…..possibly already….I did not want to even think about that, You have to help him! He needs you!

"Are you OK?" I realized that my eyes were closed and I was breathing hard….and silent. Sam was looking at me with concern.

"I- I'm okay." I lied, I didn't want to admit I was scared.

"You-you can go back." Sam said.

I smiled, grateful for his kindness. "I'm alright." I said. I'm terrified!

Suddenly the smell grew very strong and rank, so horrid, it burned my eyes and I thought I might hurl. I looked ahead of me; there was Shelob…the most disgusting creature I had ever seen, a humungous spider. She was holding a small bundle wrapped in cobwebs, Frodo! I drew my sword and followed Sam out into the open toward her.

"Let him go you filth!" Sam said. Shelob hissed at us and dropped Frodo.

"You will not touch him again!" Sam boomed.

"Come on and finish it." I said menacingly, trying not to sound scared. We swung our swords and slashed upward. Shelob hissed and lunged, rearing above us, her stinger dribbling with venom. We ran and ducked inside the arch of her legs and stabbed some of her eye clusters. I was sprayed with green ooze and the creature screamed and tried to sting me, I rolled out of the way, but then realized she had Sam cornered. Her mandibles thrashed wildly as she picked up the little hobbit.

"Sam!" Shelob tossed him and he landed heavily, she pounced. I let out a battle cry and leapt onto her back, she thrashed wildly. I wasted no time, I stabbed her in her head and Sam stabbed her soft underbelly. She shrieked and I was thrown off her back. I landed with a thump and my sword fell out of my reach. "Oomph!" Shelob wrenched away from Sam's blade and crawled back to her hole, leaving a trail of yellow-green slime as her bubbling misery faded away. Sam dropped sting and ran to my side. "Are you OK!?" he exclaimed as he helped me up.

"I'm fine, I'm not hurt…what about you?"

"Yes, I'm alright." Suddenly, he gasped, "Frodo!" We ran over to the bundle that was Frodo and crouched on either side of him.

Sam ripped the cobwebs away from Frodo's face, which was deathly pale…his eyes closed.

"No!" Sam exclaimed.

"Please….no…." I said softly. I began to shake Frodo wildly, "Wake up Frodo! Wake up!"

"Wake up . . . don't leave me here alone. Don't go where I can't follow. Wake up!" Sam cried, Frodo's head lolled in my arms, and I looked away, I couldn't stand this. "Not asleep…dead." Sam said. Our eyes filled with tears and we buried our faces into his chest and began to cry. Suddenly, I caught sight of Sting…it was glowing blue! I listened and heard the sound of stomping feet growing closer and closer….shouting….clinking metal. I looked down at Frodo and Sam, then back up at the orc tower, then back down at Frodo and Sam, Sam looked up at me with pain in his eyes, I nodded, "It's for our own good." I said. The orcs got closer.

"Hide Sam!" I exclaimed.

"But…you…" he said quietly back as he slipped something in his jacket pocket.

"I'll be alright." I said, I stood up and set a hand on his shoulder, and looked into his eyes, "Trust me."

He nodded. I handed him Sting and he went to hide behind a rock crevice. I took a deep breath and picked up my sword, standing over Frodo's body. "It's for the best." I stood ready as a small party of Orcs and Uruk-Hai appeared from the watch tower. I crouched into a different hiding place.

Gorbag, the orc captain, spied Frodo's body, "What's this? Looks like Old Shelob's been having a bit of fun."

"Killed another one has she?" said Shagrat, the Uruk-Hai captain.

"No….this fellow ain't dead." replied Gorbag. My cue, I ran out of my hiding spot and drew my sword, standing in front of Frodo's body, "Exactly why you won't be laying your hands on him." I said.

Shagrat and Gorbag looked at me in surprise.

"What?" I asked, "Didn't think you'd see a girl did ya?" There was a silence when suddenly, in one swift movement, Shagrat smacked the sword out of my hand, it fell out of reach. He grabbed the back of my neck and held his blade against my throat. I put my hands out in front of me, my eyes wide. Shagrat smiled, "You care for him….well good thing you'll be joining him. The orcs chuckled.

"Get them to the tower!" commanded Gorbag. With a grunt, the orcs lifted Frodo and my hands were pinned behind my back as the patrol led us back toward the tower. "Crap." I muttered, "This is not what I had in mind." And I thought, I swear….you even try to touch me or hurt us….I will hurt you. I glared up at Shagrat. I was angry…and scared….because now….I was captured.