A/N: Yay for me, I've gotten to, and past, the second half of the book! In
a few for days, The Two Towers, here I come! ^^ Also, I'm really sorry that
I took me a while to write this chapter. I saw Lord of the Rings again, so
that occupied part of my time. Also I've been working on my Biography
project. But, thanks very much to Frodo, he (as in Frodo) gave me the
soundtrack and I seem a lot better at writing fanfiction when listening to
it (in a writing chapters fast way).
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Frodo turned sleeplessly where he lay, unable to sleep. He could feel a dark presence around them but what it was, he did not know. He had felt this before: something evil, as he had felt it many times on their journey to destroy the first ring. There came a sound of a twig snapping in the distance, not too far from them. Frodo bolted up right and looked around the darkness.
"Sam," Frodo whispered, gently shaking Sam. "Sam, I think some thing's over there."
"Wha?" Sam yawned and looked in the direction that Frodo was. There was silence all around them and not a hint of anything Frodo had heard. "Probably just the wind, Mr. Frodo." Frodo shook his head.
"It wasn't, Sam," He looked quickly to the left as another crunching sound came. Another came from his right and then stopped. Sam shook Krystal, while Frodo shook Merry and Pippin.
"What is it?" Merry said sleepily as he looked up at them.
"Someone, or something, is over there," Frodo said as he nodded ahead of them. Krystal looked around them.
"I'll be right back," She said as she got up.
"Where are you going?" Pippin asked her.
"I'm just going to look around. I'll yell if I need help," She walked over to the left where one of the noises came from and disappeared into the darkness. The eerie silence surrounded them as they sat there. Krystal returned ten minutes later with a scared look on her face.
"Come on," She said as she grabbed her pack. "We have to get out of here. Now."
"What is it?" Sam asked.
"You're familiar with the Black Riders, right?" Frodo nodded.
"There's three of them out in the forest," She said. "I think they moved away when I went towards them, but they're coming this way. We have to get going." Everyone got up quickly and grabbed their packs, setting off quickly, yet quietly, through the forest. They headed towards a path when Krystal held them back.
"No," She said as she looked around. "We shouldn't go on the path; they might be on it." So, in agreement, they walked, almost jogging, southeast of the path.
"Well, this is just our luck, isn't it?" Pippin said to Merry. "I thought for sure we were done with those riders. I mean, how many times can they-- "
"Shh!" Frodo said and came to a halt. "Can you hear that?" They all listened intently around them. They could hear horses footsteps clicking quietly a bit behind them. Krystal waved for their attention and signaled for them to follow her. They walked quickly and silently forward as they heard the horses footsteps grow quicker. They broke into a run as the horses followed in pursuit. They stumbled over a wide row of round rocks and towards the edge of the forest. A Black Rider came out in front of them just as they made it out. Another one was coming up from behind while they could hear another coming from the left.
"Go! Quickly!" Merry yelled as he seized a rock and threw it at the one in front of them. They all ran madly as the rider screamed in rage. Merry quickly followed behind them as the rider stopped screaming and followed after them. The hobbits and Krystal stopped abruptly as they came to a high cliff over a long and wide river. The riders, now joined by two others, slowed down and stopped a good distance away from them, but blocking any escape that was possible. The riders got off of their horses and took out their swords. Even as the hobbits and Krystal took out their swords, ready to fight, they all knew it: They were trapped.
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A/N: Heh heh. happy suspension. Eh, I'm turning out to be like my teacher: Always stopping when it gets interesting. Please no flaming at me to write another chapter! I'm starting one as you read this! (More specific, 6:02 P.M. Pacific time). More to come very soon!
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Frodo turned sleeplessly where he lay, unable to sleep. He could feel a dark presence around them but what it was, he did not know. He had felt this before: something evil, as he had felt it many times on their journey to destroy the first ring. There came a sound of a twig snapping in the distance, not too far from them. Frodo bolted up right and looked around the darkness.
"Sam," Frodo whispered, gently shaking Sam. "Sam, I think some thing's over there."
"Wha?" Sam yawned and looked in the direction that Frodo was. There was silence all around them and not a hint of anything Frodo had heard. "Probably just the wind, Mr. Frodo." Frodo shook his head.
"It wasn't, Sam," He looked quickly to the left as another crunching sound came. Another came from his right and then stopped. Sam shook Krystal, while Frodo shook Merry and Pippin.
"What is it?" Merry said sleepily as he looked up at them.
"Someone, or something, is over there," Frodo said as he nodded ahead of them. Krystal looked around them.
"I'll be right back," She said as she got up.
"Where are you going?" Pippin asked her.
"I'm just going to look around. I'll yell if I need help," She walked over to the left where one of the noises came from and disappeared into the darkness. The eerie silence surrounded them as they sat there. Krystal returned ten minutes later with a scared look on her face.
"Come on," She said as she grabbed her pack. "We have to get out of here. Now."
"What is it?" Sam asked.
"You're familiar with the Black Riders, right?" Frodo nodded.
"There's three of them out in the forest," She said. "I think they moved away when I went towards them, but they're coming this way. We have to get going." Everyone got up quickly and grabbed their packs, setting off quickly, yet quietly, through the forest. They headed towards a path when Krystal held them back.
"No," She said as she looked around. "We shouldn't go on the path; they might be on it." So, in agreement, they walked, almost jogging, southeast of the path.
"Well, this is just our luck, isn't it?" Pippin said to Merry. "I thought for sure we were done with those riders. I mean, how many times can they-- "
"Shh!" Frodo said and came to a halt. "Can you hear that?" They all listened intently around them. They could hear horses footsteps clicking quietly a bit behind them. Krystal waved for their attention and signaled for them to follow her. They walked quickly and silently forward as they heard the horses footsteps grow quicker. They broke into a run as the horses followed in pursuit. They stumbled over a wide row of round rocks and towards the edge of the forest. A Black Rider came out in front of them just as they made it out. Another one was coming up from behind while they could hear another coming from the left.
"Go! Quickly!" Merry yelled as he seized a rock and threw it at the one in front of them. They all ran madly as the rider screamed in rage. Merry quickly followed behind them as the rider stopped screaming and followed after them. The hobbits and Krystal stopped abruptly as they came to a high cliff over a long and wide river. The riders, now joined by two others, slowed down and stopped a good distance away from them, but blocking any escape that was possible. The riders got off of their horses and took out their swords. Even as the hobbits and Krystal took out their swords, ready to fight, they all knew it: They were trapped.
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A/N: Heh heh. happy suspension. Eh, I'm turning out to be like my teacher: Always stopping when it gets interesting. Please no flaming at me to write another chapter! I'm starting one as you read this! (More specific, 6:02 P.M. Pacific time). More to come very soon!