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"We're gonna die, Em. Sauron will win, and you, me, Ana, Jane, and Lea will disappear, and to be more clear, die. Treebeard doesn't know we've come from the future. He doesn't know we'll die. And if we told him, he won't care. Besides, we don't have a home now." Cecelia had tears in her eyes, knowing that the Two Towers would grow stronger and stronger, and this world, and their own world, would be nothing but darkness.
"What about the Shire? That will be our home." Emerald was also upset, because she thought of the same thing Cecelia was thinking of.
"Merry and Pippin had this conversation two seconds ago. Pippin said basically the same thing you said. Then Merry explained that Saruman will keep burning down the forests, and then the Shire will be destroyed. Then us and Merry and Pippin will have no home. And I'm NOT living in Fangorn." Cecelia groaned, imagining what it'd be like living in this place.
Emerald sighed. She was right. We'll all be homeless hobbits. "What about Rivendell?" Emerald shrugged, Cecelia looked at her as if she'd grown wings and a tail.
"Rivendell?! That's the first place you think of! The elves are leaving Middle Earth you idiot!" Cecelia kicked her shin.
"FINE! We can be homeless Hobbits! Whatever!" Emerald stormed off, and Cecelia could imagine them as homeless. They'd obviously be captured, and tortured and... all of it was so terrible she wanted to die, now. But instead, she just quietly began crying.
Meanwhile...
Jane ran up to the top of the gate. Huge ladders were slowly making their way up to where she was. When the first ladder hit, orcs piled onto the roof. Legolas shot one of the ropes that pulled the ladders up, and the ladder fell. She didn't notice an orc racing towards her. It hit her in the same place she hat been hit when she was captured, she fell, not dead, but unconscious.
The orc thought she was dead, so he continued on.
"Aragorn!" Legolas threw a rope down to Aragorn and Gimli, they grabbed on, and he pulled them up.
"Fall back! Fall back! They have broken through! Retreat! Retreeeeeat!" The king yelled. They led the Rohan army inside.
Meanwhile...
Ana looked at the caves. There were women and children everywhere. Then she looked at her arm, she gulped. The cut was huge, no minor injury.
"I have something for that." A nearby woman smiled, opening a jar of some kind of medecin. The woman spread it on her arm. Ana winced. Then the woman pulled out a cloth, and wrapped it around her arm.
"Thank you, that was very kind." She smiled at the woman, and she returned it. Then the woman walked away and sat beside a little girl. The girl put her head on the woman's shoulder, and fell asleep. Ana smiled. Then she noticed something. Her sword was glowing. Either Aragorn or Jane was dying. She ran out of the caves. She saw Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas. Aragorn looked fine, so it was obvious Jane was dying.
"Jane is dying!" She yelled, running towards them.
"Jane is in the caves, right?" Aragorn said, turning to her, she shook her head.
"Why do you think Jane is dying, lass?" Gimli questioned, but she showed them the sword.
"It could be one of the others." Aragorn said.
"She's not in here, is she?" Ana raised her eyebrows. They looked around, and realized her disappearance.
"I'm going to go after her." She said, but as Ana ran around, she realized every door was blocked. "I can't go after her, can I?" She said, walking back to them. She held up the sword.
"When this stops glowing, she's either dead or safe." Ana said, looking at the glowing blade. Would there be at least one place where Jane wouldn't almost kill herself?
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Merry, Pippin, Cecelia, and Emerald can't go to war!
But that's not the worse problem, is it?
The orcs are winning and Jane is dying.
Anyways...
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