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OOOYou're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 25
I glanced over at the group of men. Good, still occupied. "I have an idea." I backed up as far as I could go and grasped the rope as best I could with my hands bond by it. With a deep breath, I ran forward with all my might, and with help from the momentum of the rope, I somehow managed to flip onto my feet on top of the branch.
"What are you doing!" Lauren hissed. "Some plan."
"Oh, just shut up! I don't know about you, but I wanna get outta here, and frankly, I really don't care how," I said then started to bite at the rope around my wrists. After a few minutes, I was able to undo the knots with my teeth. I hopped back down the ground and went to our packs. Our swords weren't there with them. "Where are our swords?" I whispered to Lauren. She nodded toward the group of men. Great.
I went over to Lauren and tried to undo her bonds, but I couldn't, they were tied a lot tighter than mine were. "Oh no!" she breathed, her eyes wide.
"What?" I asked but gulped soon after, I already knew.
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TheFellowship marched up the mountain as best they could. It was snow- coveredand was getting more difficult to climb. Frodo trudged his way up, his feet getting colder with eachuneasy and slippary step that he took. He missed Kat and Lauren, he also knew that his fellow hobbits did as well, but even more so for him than his friends.
Where are they? he thought to himself.
If he knew them as well as he thought that he did, he knew that they won'twant to havebeen left behind and would've followed them. He could picture them running up from behind, arms flailing in all directions, shouting up to them.And when they finally got close enough Kat would've tackled him to the ground tickling him like mad saying, "Now, Mr. Baggins, what kind of normal hobbit lad are you? First leaving me behind back there with all those cracked out, tall immortal dudes, then letting a girl tickle you to death? Then again, you are on your way to destroy some blasted evil tacky ring. So much for being normal."
He smiled at the thought and turned around half-expecting to see them running up behind them, but he only saw Strider a short distance back. He sighed and faced forward again, only to lose his footing and he started to roll back down.
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"Hey there, Missy!" I turned around to find the small group of men running toward us. "What do ya think ya're doin'?"
"Go on top of the branch!" Lauren whispered frantically. "I'll be fine." With a worried glance behind my shoulder back at the men and a reassuring face from Lauren, I pulled over back onto the branch then climbed up onto the branch above it; out of the men's reach.
"Looks like they're finally awake!" one of them said excitedly.
"Naw, really?" I said inder my breath as I rolled my eyes. Sounds like we're dealing with a bunch of smart ones.
"Yeah, now we can have our way with them!"someone shouted. "I'll get a go with them first, I found them!" said another.
"No way, Brendo! I'm going first!"
"You're wrong; I am!"
"No, me!"
"You're all wrong!"the one named Brendo shouted.
"I found them, therefore I am going first!"
Next thing we knew, an all out brawl erupted, and they were all punching, kicking, and wrestling each other over us. Lauren looked up at me and gave me an awkward look clearly saying, "What the fuck?" I could only shake my head and shrug. Nearly as bad as orcs, these guys are. Probably even worse because they seem a hell of a lot more stupid. I turned my attention back to the fight, which to my surprise, started to turn bloody, caused by them moving on to using knives. Soon enough, only one man stood alone, the rest lay dead in pools of their own blood.
"Finally, I get my prize!" The man cried with an evil smile upon his lips. He walked over to Lauren and put a dirty, bloody hand on her cheek, in his other hand there was still a knife. Lauren cringed at his touch, rightfully so. My blood burned and my anger rose. No one was going to touch my sister like that, nor me.
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Aragorn picked Frodo up and helped him to his feet. Frodo felt for the chain the ring was on around his neck; it wasn't there, and he started to panic.
What if I have lost it? He thought to himself. What will happen then?
Up ahead, Boromir spotted it in the snow and picked it up. He held it in front of his face, studying it, as if mesmerized . . .
"Boromir," Aragorn said.
The group stopped and waited, they didn't want to leave any one behind and were also curious about what was going on at the back of the line. Either Boromir didn't hear or didn't pay any heed to Strider, Frodo didn't know. But there was an evil gleam in the usually happy and all-around good man standing in front of him. He wasn't himself, and that scared him.
"It is such a strange fate," Boromir said as if he were in a dream, "That we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing . . . such a little thing."
"Boromir!" Strider shouted causing him to come out of his trance. "Give the ring to Frodo."
He seemed a little startled but walked down and held out the ring to Frodo, who snatched it back from him slightly freighted. "As you wish. I care not." He ruffled Frodo's hair slightly and turned back around making his way up the mountain once again.
Aragorn patted Frodo on the shoulder and started to climb again as well. But for a few brief moments, Frodo couldn't help but stare at the golden ring sitting on the palm of hand and think, what have I gotten myself into?
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Lauren cringed as the man touched her, then anger flooded her eyes. She quickly kneed him where it hurts worst, causing him to drop the knife and sink to his knees in pain. I jumped from my place on top of the branch and onto him, him yelping in anger and even more pain as I did so. But he didn't get very far, I hit him on a special spot on his neck, and he immediately dropped face first to the ground; unconscious.
I picked up the knife that lay next to the man and ran to Lauren and cut her from her bonds. She rubbed her wrists trying to soothe them; they were all red and blistered from hanging from them all morning. "Damn!" she cursed.
"Ah, now you know how I felt for so long, sis," I said as I held up my blistered hands and wrists for her to see. Even though I haven't done real bars for so long, my calluses immediately came back when I started to wield a sword, and I will probably have the scars on my wrists from mega bad rips that got infected from my wrist bands till the end of my days.
"Come on," she said while picking up the guy's feet. "Grab his arms; we gotta do something with 'em."
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The snow deepened; so now Boromir was carrying Pippin and Merry, Aragorn was carrying Sam and Frodo, Gandalf was in the front of the line trying to make a path in the now waist deep snow to the taller people of the group. Legolas was walking on top of the snow ahead of the group, making sure there was no danger up along the trail, and Gimli was sitting on top of Bill with the extra luggage, after many protests of course.
"Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; nai yarvaxea rasselya!" (Wake up cruel Redhorn! May your horn be bloodstained!) Legolas heard with his Elven ears over the sound of the storm around them.
"There is a fell voice on the air," he informed.
"It's Saruman!" Gandalf shouted trying to get his voice head over the storm. They then heard cracking above their heads and barely had enough time to shove themselves against the side of the mountain to shield themselves against the avalanche.
"He's trying to take down the mountain!" Aragorn cried, "Gandalf, we must turn back!"
"No!" He stepped forward and began to chant, "Losto Caradhras, sedho, hodo, nuitho i 'ruith!" (Sleep Caradhras, be still, lie still, hold your wrath!)
"Cuiva nwalca Carnirasse; Nai yarvaxea rasselya; taltuva notto-carinnar!" (Wake up cruel Redhorn! May your bloodstained horn fall upon enemy heads!)was all they heard in reply before they found themselves buried beneath a huge mass of snow.
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After we tied up the Indian dude, found our swords, we actually figured out where we were. We had ended up being in the wrong direction a ways, the Indian dudes had brought us to a small grove of trees south of Rivendell. We both decided it best that we cover as much ground as possible at a time, we both wanted to get as far away from that place as we could.
A few weeks later, we found ourselves looking upon the great walls of Moria. We set up camp right next to the doors, welcoming the light and comfort it shone upon us.
"Now all we have to is wait," Lauren said as she looked at the mountains. "And hope that everything goes as planned."
I sighed and placed a hand of comfort on her shoulder. "Us being here won't mess things up that bad, they will only if we let them." She made a doubtful face but grabbedmy hand on her shoulder and squeesed it anyway. "Hope."
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"We must get off the mountain!" Boromir cried. "Make for the Gap of Rohan and take the west road to my city!"
"That will take us too close to Isengard!" protested Strider.
"If we cannot go over the mountain, then let us go under it. Let us go through the Mines of Moria," Gimli suggested.
Gandalf got a vision of Saruman in his head. "Moria. You fear to go into those mines. The dwarves delved too greedily and too deep. You know what they awoke in the darkness of Khazad-dum... Shadow and Flame!" He shook his head to get rid of the thought.
"Let the Ringbearer decide," Gandalf said.
Frodo paused and became frieghtned. I am only a mere hobbit! Surely I wouldn't know what is best for us. I am the Ringbearer, sure, but what am I to do? He glanced over at Merry and Pippin who were clinging to Boromir and trying to snuggle into his jacket for warmth. Then he looked next to him at Sam, who looked like he was half frozen while he held up his cloak to block both their faces from the snow the best he could.
"Frodo?" he questioned.
"We will go through the Mines."
"So be it."
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Yaya! What is up with me lately? I've been updating like mad! Most unnatural . . . anyways, you guys should know my one and only beg by now, and if you don't, damn where the hell have you been! lol, jk. Please review!
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