(A/N: Yay! Brave and reckless Rune, another chapter and I guess this is turning into another spam, so I apologise ;-;. Please enjoy and feel free to review ^.^)

Rune leaped forward, gripping at the large club as it was swung, clambering onto the large wooden club, clinging tightly to both the wood and her sword as she began to drag herself up it without the troll noticing, she heaved as she dug her blade into its wrist, causing a cry of pain as it dropped its club, it swung wildly as Rune hurriedly reached into her boot, and unsheathed Faramir's dagger, digging it into the trolls thick skin as it swung its fist at her, sliding into the side inches from the contact. The troll howled again, she could hear Gandalf call her name as she began to climb up the rolls arm, having to dig both her dagger and her sword into the beast's skin to keep herself from falling as it swung rapidly from the pain. Her palms were sweating as she heaved her body up to its shoulder, pulling her weapons out of the tough skin, she was fast as she moved, and ran quickly as the troll opened its large mouth, and she dived in. The stench was awful but she withstood it as she dodged the tolls flapping tongue, as it roared, the troll roaring as she quickly ran across its molars, almost crunching down on her as she leaped, forcing her sword through the soft plate in its mouth, it roared and she let go, it began to tilt backwards as she grabbed hold of its front teeth, rapidly climbing out and diving onto its face as it fell back, she leaped down its chest, crabbing hold of some skin that flapped down, falling with the creature.

Rune groaned as she rolled off of the creature onto the crushed bodies of orcs that lay motionless on the floor, her body was sticky as she was coated in salvia and she ached all over, she despised herself for going into the foul creatures mouth, but she knew it was the only way to make it fall, remember as Legolas had shot his arrows into the one at Moria, causing it to fall dead. She took a deep shuddering breath as Gandalf came rushing towards her, pulling her up to her feet, his eyes narrowed and his face surprised.

"Rune, are you alright?" He asked, checking her over, she grinned at him but winced in pain. She looked herself over.

"Apart from smelling of troll breath and needing a new sword, I am fine." She told him as Gandalf shook his head, slaying an orc that came at her with his staff, handing her his gleaming sword.

"Take this, and do not do anything reckless with it! I want it back!" He warned her, and she nodded, gripping the blade, it was lighter than her last and she found it easier to swing. She ran forward, and began once again to duck and dive, swing and block as she joined the battle. Gandalf looked around him

"Pull back – to the second level! Hurry! Get the woman and children out of here – get them out!" Rune could hear Gandalf's order as the soldiers began to push back, her eyes flickered to an orc rushing towards a dark shadow, the cries of a baby catching her ears as she ran forward, blocking the Orc before it could get any closer to the shadow.

"Hello sweetie." She greeted as she lifted the sword, cutting down the orc, finding it much easier than taking down a troll. She turned to the shadow, seeing a young child, clutching a baby to her. She mustn't have been any older than eleven, but she looked at Rune with fear, she crouched down to the girl and coxed her out.

"Come here, I will not hurt you. I am here to get you to the second level." She whispered softly, holding out her hand. The little girl looked at her in fear and shook her head.

"Mama said to stay here, said she would be back soon!" Rune frowned at the girl's defiance. Her eyes looking around her. Most civilians had fled by now, and she struggled to see any women looking for their children. She smiled at the girl.

"I shall tell your mother where you are, if you come with me. I am a soldier, see, sword and everything." The little girl narrowed her eyes before looking at Rune's sword and nodding, crawling out of her hiding space. Rune took the small baby from her and got the little girl to leap onto her back, she began to ran, attempting to dodge soldiers and orcs as she went. A soldier who was running himself paused, and looked at Rune as she ran. He called to her, waving his arms desperately.

"Miss! Miss!" He ran towards her, ready to take down any enemy that came near. "You are the lady that took down the troll, are you not?" He asked her, she nodded her head, hearing the little girl gasp a small wow as she looked at the trolls that still lingered, her eyes going to Rune. The man smiled.

"That was something insane, but you saved me from being flattened." He thanked, Rune raised a brow at him as she raised the sword as another orc came jumping towards her, forcing it throw his torso and pulling it back again. The baby began once again to cry.

"Listen, now is not much of a good time to stop, I have to get these two out of here." She rushed keeping the little girl behind her and close the wall. The soldier nodded to her.

"Look, I will take them, you are much needed here than I am, I will take them to the second level?" Rune studied the soldier, seeing he was unarmed and slightly injured, she nodded her head, and handed him the screaming baby and lowered the girl from her back, pushing her slightly toward him.

"Go with him, go higher than the second level, and stay safe." She whispered to the little girl, who nodded. Rune didn't bother to look back as she ran towards Gandalf, once again fighting by his side.

"Fight! Fight for your lives!" She head Gandalf shout. Suddenly in the midst of the battle, Rune could hear the sound of distant horns shrill and clear, off the side of Mount Milldolluin, they dimly echo towards them, Gandalf turned to Rune and smiled.

"War horns of the west, Rohan has come." Rune could feel her heart in her mouth as she looked at Gandalf with hope. All was not lost, she cut through another orc as they moved up to the second level, ushering women and children with them.

"Gandalf, Rune!" Gandalf rounded on Shadowfax, as Rune turned on her feet. Pippin stood before them, panting. "Denethor has lost his mind! He is burning Faramir alive!" Pippin's words were breathless but they rang true in her ears, Gandalf dragged Pippin up onto Shadowfax and waited for Rune to clamber on.

"Come! Quickly!" He ordered as he began to gallop up the levels, Rune could feel the panic and rage as time ticked by, moments, sheer moments they had to save Faramir from her father's madness. Pippin looked at Rune, shocked.

"You are soaking!" He piped up, looking at her from head to toe. Her hair sticking to her face, her clothes damp with salvia. Gandalf glared as he forced Shadowfax to go faster.

"Yes, that is because she decided to crawl into a troll's mouth!" Gandalf said haughtily as they reached the fourth level, Rune glared at the wizard.

"You did what?!" Pippin explained, his eyes fixed on Rune in shock and awe.

"Well it is dead, is it not?" She questioned to Gandalf who 'hmphed' annoyed, knowing that she was right, Rune looked up to the seventh level and gulped as they reached the sixth, hoping that they would just make it.

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The smashed through the doors, sending splinters everywhere, Shadowfax galloped in as Rune and Pippin slid from Shadowfax, holding out their swords.

"Stay this madness!" Gandalf shouted, the fearful servants, many of whom Rune had once worked by, backed away from the pyre. Rune turned to it, her eyes fixed on Faramir, who lay there, covered in oil, but she could see the faint rise and fall of his chest and her eyes grew wide as she looked at him. Pippin was right, he was definitely alive. With a roar Denethor reached forward snatching a flaming torch from a fearful servant and looked at Rune in the eye, his eyes glinting with insanity as he hurled it at the pyre.