THIRD MATCH: ANGELA VERSUS GOLLUM
ARENA: DEAD MARSHES
3….2…..1…..BEGIN!
"Precioussss?" hissed Gollum in fear as he was beamed in. Angela emerged shortly after. Gollum gave a yelp when he saw her long black fingernails. Angela gave a mischievous chortle and stepped towards him. "AAAH!" shrieked Gollum, scampering away. But he slipped on some marsh sludge and did a face plant into the ground.
"I'm coming for you…" she sneered, pouncing on him like a cat. Gollum howled and clawed at the ground in an attempt to get away.
"Noo!! It hurts us, precioussss! It claws our back like nasty orc swordses!" he wailed. He gazed at the producers, tears welling up in his huge saucer-like eyes. "Don't let it kill us, precioussss!" Two of the producers whispered in each other's ears. Then one walked over to Angela.
"Listen, kid, we're on a no-blood policy, and seeing as Gollum is now bleeding, I'm going to have to ask you to get off." He stood there until Angela slid off of her prey, and then he walked back to his crew. Gollum shuffled backwards.
"Leave us alone! Leave us alone, you nasty human!" But Angela just laughed.
"You were lucky this time, but next time, your luck will have run out," she hissed gleefully. Gollum gave her a very distraught look, then broke down into sobs.
"We don't wants to die!!!" he wailed hysterically. "Make it leave us alone, preciousss!" It was quite an odd scene; Gollum gushing tears while Angela cackled evilly. Very frightening indeed. Finally the crew got annoyed with all the noise and stomped over.
"Ok, this is just ridiculous. We're ending this match right now. Angela, you win because you've turned Gollum into a big, nervous wretch of a thing, and it's pissing us off." Hearing this news, Angela began wildly running around the arena, doing her victory dance. The execs just shook their heads as they hauled Gollum away.
WINNER: ANGELA
NEXT MATCH: SARA VERSUS THE HOBBITS