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Fellowship Of The Fangirls
by TigerBabe aka Syndarys The Elf.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing, I am but a poor student, who lives off beans on toast. Suing me would be pointless... unless you want to deprive me of my beans on toast. However, I have recently been informed that I belong to myself, and all the other members of The Fellowship Of The Fangirls belong to me aswell - including my sister! Cool huh? I actually *own* something! Uhm, dont sue and take them off me?

Authors Notes & Warnings: Shameless self insertion, along with some other people (e.g, my sister, Ivy). Rated PG for possible swearing, and rabid fangirls. Flame if you wish, but flames will just be used to cook my beans on toast. Also, it's based on the movie.

Extra Notes: At the end of this chapter, I'm going to do a quick little lesson for those who want to learn Elvish (purely because Elf-Kitsune Hotaru asked about it, and I thought it was a good idea!). It's gonna be simple in this chapter, but in coming chapters, it's gonna get a bit trickier! Also, I appologise for not updating these past couple of days, but I had a nasty throat infection, and have been suffering greatly, but not in silence - my parents have been extremely annoyed with my cries of "Oh woe is me! The pain, the suffering, the agony! Can it never end?!" Also, you may notice a slight change in the writing style... I've been reading Lord Of The Rings, and it looks like Tolkien's style is rubbing off on me. But anyway, on with the story - Enjoy!

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Chapter 8

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"It's a Balrog! Run" Gandalf's words made me shudder and run like crazy. As with alot of Elves, I have issues with Balrogs. Although I'd never seen one before, I'd heard tales when I was but an Elfling of hidious firey creatures that would gobble you up if you strayed too far away from home. Of course, as I grew older, I figured that Balrogs were just myth, that they were nothing but a fairy tale made up to stop children from wandering off. Now, I knew differently... and, to be honest, I didnt feel like being eaten.

It seemed like everyone agreed with my train of thought, as everyone took of running with me. No-one looked back as we headed toward the Bridge of Khazad-dúm, even the Orcs we passed seemed disinterested in us, and more interested in running and hiding.

We soon came upon a long and deep hole, with a staircase going down winding down into the depths. Unfortunately, Boromir had been running a little too fast, probably scared by the Balrog, and almost fell down the chazm. Luckily, Legolas's sharp senses and quick movements allowed him to grab onto Boromir, and prevent the man from falling to his death.

I spun around and surveyed everyone. All were out of breath, but none were about to stop to catch it. We continued down the stairs, until we came across a break in them. Legolas and I quickly jumped over, and waited for the others to follow. Galdalf, Chare, Celarwen, Candra and Boromir quickly jumped over, followed by Nalin, Gimli, Pippin, Merry and Bramblerose. When Gimli jumped, Legolas grabbed him by the beard and cried out. I couldnt help but giggle hysterically at the scene... it was highly amusing.

The remaining 4 Hobbits and 1 Human seemed more reluctant, although I suspect Aragorn was waiting to make sure Frodo got across safely.

I wasnt about to sit around and wait for the Balrog to come and eat us, and so I shouted to them, "Hurry up and jump across here, before I jump back over and THROW YOU!" Ivy, Ruby and Elanor looked at eachother, and jump similtaniously - we only just managed to grab all three of them.

It was at this point, that some Orcs got their courage back, and began firing arrows at us. Legolas, Boromir, Candra, Celarwen and I drew our bows and began firing. Of course, the Human's didnt hit any of the Orcs, due to their limited vision, but as both Legolas and I are Elves, we could see the Orcs clearly dispite the darkness, and soon finished off the most dangerously placed ones.

Then, the walls behind Aragorn and Frodo began to crack, and fire was visible behind them. My eyes went wide with panic, and I cried out for them to jump. All the Hobbits were shouting too, but their voices were soon drowned out by the sound of the staircase giving way.

Luckily, Aragorn and Frodo managed to get the staircase to fall forward, and lessened the gap which that had to jump across. Infact, they hardly needed to jump at all, as they were practically placed across.

As soon as everyone was across, we took off again, not looking back, as we heard the Balrog crash through the walls behind us.

We finally reached the Bridge of Khazad-dúm, and ran across quickly, the Balrog right behind us, a great plume of vile black smoke swirling around it's mane of fire, while in it's grip it held a great whip of fire.

"Over the Bridge!" Gandalf cried, as we got to it. Once we were all across, he stopped and turned to face the hidious creature behind us.

"You shall not pass!" He shouted, raising his staff. Frodo looked on in horror, as did the rest of our company. Chare closed her eyes and began muttering protection spells and prayers for Gandalf's safety.

The Balrog looked slightly confused, and then suddenly, the bridge below it faultered and fell, taking the dark creature with it. Gandalf relaxed visibly, but his eyes widened as the great whip lashed upward, and took him by the foot, pulling him to the edge.

He looked up at us one last time, I said "Run, you fools!" before falling into the abyss.

"Noooo!!!" Frodo cried out, stricken with pain. Boromir grabbed him and picked him up, taking him from the scene. Everyone was standing in shock, but when the Orc arrows began to fly, so did we. We ran, occationally stopping to fire arrows at the persuing Orcs, but never truly stopping until we saw daylight and snow.

Everyone was in shock, the Hobbits especially. Pippin was crying out in grief, while the others just sat and sobbed. Chare stood and whispered some prayers, hopes and wishes, not wanting to believe him lost. Nalin and Gimli sat and reflected on what had happened, anger and dispair eminating from where they sat. Boromir, Celarwen and Candra sat in tearful mourning, while Legolas and I stood, looking out into the distance, with silent thoughts of the Istar[1]. Frodo walked to the edge of a high ledge, and looked out into the distance also, but with my keen eyesight, I could still see a tear fall down his cheek.

"Legolas, get them up," Aragorn ordered, visibly unaffected by the death of Gandalf, but inside, mourning deeply.

"Give them a moment, for pitties sake!" cried Boromir, venting his grief for the loss of a friend.

"By nightfall this mountian will be swarming with Orcs," Aragorn said gently, "We must reach the woods of Lothlorién by then." He was right, and we had to leave immediately, and so, I helped Legolas, and the humans to get the Hobbits and Dwarfs up, before heading off in the direction of Lothlorién, with plans to be there before nightfall.

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And that was that! Next chapter will be up... whenever I finish it!

[1] Elvish for 'Wizard'

And now for my little lesson!

I'll start with introductions and greetings:

Vedui' - Greetings
'Quel re/amrun/andune/undome/du - Good day/morning/afternoon/evening/night
Mae govannen - Well met
Nae saian luume' - It has been too long
Aaye - Hail
Amin essa naa... - My name is...
Amin aaye tuulo'... - I hail (or 'come') from...


And now, for the days of the week:

Elenya - Monday
Anarya - Tuesday
Isilya - Wednesday
Alduya - Thursday
Menelya - Friday
Valanya - Saturday
Tarion - Sunday


Months:

Narvinye - January
Nenime - Febuary
Sulime - March
Viresse - April
Lotesse - May
Narie - June
Cermie - July
Urime - August
Yavannie - September
Narquelie - October
Hisime - November
Ringare - December

And finally for today, numbers:

Er - One
Atta - Two
Nelde - Three
Kinta - Four
Lempe - Five
Enque - Six
Otso - Seven
Tolto - Eight
Nerte - Nine
Kainen - Ten
Minque - Elven
Ratse - Twelve

And thus concludes my lesson for today... next lesson shall be - Common Questions. C'ya next time!