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~Chapter 12~

"RUUUUUN~!" I screamed, sprinting with the rest of the Fellowship out of the guard room, orcs pouring out after us. "THE BRITISH ARE COMING, THE BRITISH ARE COMING!"

"BE SILENT FOR ONCE IN YOUR SHORT, MISERABLE LIFE!" Boromir roared at me, grabbing my arm and pulling me along faster.

"DON'T HATE MY AWESOME NINJANESS!" I yelled back, trying not to trip over rocks and rubble strewn around the floor.

We ran into the middle of a huge cavernous room, but thousands of orcs were appearing everywhere. They were climbing down the pillars from the ceilings and pouring in from doors. Soon we were surrounded. "We can take them! LET'S DO THIS THING!" I yelled, brandishing my sword. Aragorn grabbed my arm and tugged me back into the group.

"Do not move!" he hissed in my ear, brandishing his sword in front of me at the orcs.

There was a loud, deep boom happening at the end of the hall. Everyone seemed to freeze, listening to the loud booming. The next second, the orcs became to flee, leaving the ten of us alone in the hall.

A loud roar filled the hall, and fire began flickering. "What new devilry is this?" Boromir whispered.

"Dragon?" I asked hopefully, then gasped, my eyes widening. "It's Smaug the Dragon, back from the dead! Hide yo hobbits, hide yo dwarves, 'cause he's-"

"It's a Balrog, a demon of the ancient world," Gandalf muttered, his eyes resigned. Whelp's eyes widened in fear, as Gandalf continued. "This foe is beyond any of you. RUN!"

Aragorn gripped my arm, tugging me along as we ran to a door at the end of the hall. Boromir was ahead of the gang, and nearly teetered off the edge if it was for Will Tu- I mean, Legolas. He grabbed Boromir-child and tugged him away from the edge.

We continued on down very narrow steps. "Good thing that Alan isn't here!" I muttered in between gasping for breath. "He's scared of heights!"

We arrived at a gap. Legolas nimbly jumped over first - "Bloody show-off elf!" - and beckoned to Gandalf, who jumped over next - like a boss.

Arrows appeared out of nowhere, nearly killing me, Child, and the hobbit-minions. While Legolas turned and started shooting back at the orcs, Boromir grabbed my minions and jumped over the gap.

Aragorn beside me yelled in my ear, "Sammy! Go!"

I shook my head throwing up my hands in defense. "ARE YOU BLEEPIN' CRAZY? THERE'S NO BLEEPIN' WAY I'M GONNA-"

I was cut off as Aragorn grabbed me and shoved me over the gap, me shrieking the whole way. Boromir grabbed me before I could teeter off the edge, but a drumstick got loose in my pocket and began to fall. "CATCH IT! CATCH IT!" I screamed, and luckily Boromir managed to grasp it before it disappeared. I tacked him with a hug, nearly crying with relief, clutching my beloved drumstick.

I turned around in time to see Legolas grabbing ahold of Gimli's beard, and tugging him back onto the ledge. Only Aragorn and Frodo were left on the other one. The roof began to crumble, and pieces of it took off the ledge right behind Aragorn and Frodo. The staircase began to sway.

Aragorn grabbed Frodo's clothes. "Hang on!" he yelled.

"JUMP! I BELIEVE IN YOUUUU!" I yelled, watching the ledge sway back and forth. Legolas tugged me away from the edge to give them more room to leap. Legolas held out his arms. "Come on!" he yelled

The two of them jumped, and Frodo landed safely in Legolas's arms. The ten of us went off again, making our way to the bridge. "Over the bridge!" Gandalf yelled, herding us on as the fire began to creep closer.

I gulped at how narrow it was, but decided not to complain. I followed the hobbits over the bridge, and turned around to see the Balrog for the first time. My first impression? Holy shit. And who was standing in front of it? Gandalf.

"JUST APOLOGIZE TO MORRY FOR GOING THROUGH HIS MINES AND GET THE F*CK OUT OF THERE!" I screamed at the old wizard, but he ignored me.

"You cannot pass!" Gandalf yelled at Morry.

Beside me, Frodo looked on in horror. "Gandalf!" he yelled.

Gandalf glared at Morry. "I am the Servant of the Secret Fire, Wielder of the Flame of Anor!" The balrog drew its sword and held it up aloft. "The dark fire will not avail you, Flame of Udûn!" The balrog brought its sword down on Gandalf's staff, but amazingly, it didn't crack.

"Go back to the shadows!" Gandalf yelled, as the Balrog cracked its fiery whip. "YOU. SHALL. NOT. PASS!" Gandalf roared, striking his sword down on the bridge.

My eyes were wide. "Dude, he'd be an amazing quarterback or something!" I made my voice really deep. "You shall not pass!"

The Balrog ignored Gandalf, and took a step forward, only to have the bridge crack under his feet. Morry let out a terrifying roar as he began to fall down into the depths. Everyone breathed out a sign of relief, and I pumped my fist in the air. "Gandalf, you are BOSS!"

All of a sudden, a crackling sound rang out, and the fiery whip appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around Gandalf's leg. He was dragged to the edge, and was left clinging to the rock. Frodo and I started to dash forward, terrified, but Boromir grabbed ahold of Frodo, and Legolas grabbed ahold of me.

"What the f*ck are you doing? Let me go! Dude, we can save him!" I screamed at Legolas, but he wouldn't relent.

"GANDALF!" Frodo screamed.

For a moment everything seemed to be silent. Gandalf's expression turned to one of resignation. "Fly, you fools!" he hissed, before letting go and dropping down out of sight.

"NOOO! YOU IDJIT! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" I screamed, but it was too late. Gandalf was gone.


A/N

I know, I know, I haven't updated in forever :P Here ya goo!

GUESS WHAT? My jazz band (Jazz 2) came 3rd in states! W00T! We had 7 different jazz bands from my town (2 jazz bands and 5 combos), and every single one of them except for one combo placed! And we got like 5 people with special musicianship awards! YEAH GO US! XD

By the by, for my poll, it's tied between two. I think I'm going to go with Alan appearing in Middle Earth, but not until way later, but stay tuned!

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~Eva Sirico~


YOU MIGHT BE A BAND GEEK IF...

...you hold the door open with a drumstick.