Ch.11
The Barlog
The fellowship made there way down the stone stairs, and soon found themselves in a large room with stone structures. To add to the unpleasantness of the room, dead dwarves scattered the halls. Soon this leads them to another room, with what looked to be a sarcophagus in the center, and a well off to the side.
"No…" Gimli ran up to the tomb and wept.
"Who…who is it?" Adela said eyes never leaving the stone coffin.
Gandalf walked over to the tomb, nearly stepping on several dead bodies. Gandalf sighed, a painful sigh
"This is one of the greatest halls of the mines, Khazad-Dum." Gandalf continued to explain who lie there; it was Gloin, Gimli's father. Adela head hung, she knew how it was to lose someone like a father, for she had.
Pippin wandered around the room, being the curious hobbit he is. Pippin approached the well that was in the corner.
"hmmm." Pippin sighed as he touched the dead body on the well.
Adela looked up just in time to see the head fall into the dark well
"Pippin!" Adela scowled.
Then the rest of the body fell in, along with a pale.
*CLUNK*
Pippin winced as he heard everything hit the bottom. Gandalf looked angry enough to throw Pippin in the well, as well. Adela smacked her forehead and mumbled something. Merry looked non-what surprised.
"Fool of a Took! Next time do us all a favor and throw yourself in, to rid us of your stupity!" Gandalf yelled, his face gone a bit red.
Soon after, there was a slight rumbling in the ground. Frodo looked at Gandalf, his eyes dipped in fear. Frodo quickly pulled out sting, it was glowing blue. Everyone withdrew there weapon.
"they are coming…" Gandalf warned.
Aragon and Boromir ran to lock the door. But Gandalf stopped them, in fear of being trapped in there. Arrows flew at the door, and hacking of swords. Just then the door flew open. And orcs charged in. The hobbits ran at the orcs and fought as well. The clanging of swords and the orcs dreadful cries was the only sound hearable. Adela was fighting to at a time for they had outnumbered her. She swung her sword desperately trying to block there blows. The orcs snickered at her, Adela glared flaming eyes, she had a burst of energy and she swung real hard and ended up cutting one of the orcs head off. There other one stared in disbelief. Adela rammed her sword into the stomach of the orc. Adela pulled the sword, wet with black orc blood.
Then something crashed through the walls, a cave troll. Sam found himself right by the hideous creature, which soon brought his club down. Sam dove under the creature just in time. Frodo, was desperately hiding from the troll, but it soon caught up to his game. Frodo ran but found himself trapped in a corner. It brought its spear into Frodo's stomach. There was a cry of pain and everyone looked up. Adela looked very angry. She grabbed a big chunk of stone and heaved it at the troll. The troll turned around to find Adela. Soon Adela found herself in the same situation the Frodo was, in a corner. Adela's mind raced for an idea. Adela reached into her cloak and brought out the red orb. No, she wasn't going to use the magic; she would use it for a distraction. Just as the troll raised its club Adela heaved the orb into the air. It glowed softly, getting the troll to look up at it.
"Legolas!" Adela cried there was a twang and soon Adela saw an arrow in the troll's neck. The troll swung its mace blindly, every time nearly killing Adela.
Frodo on the other hand was not hurt. Everyone looked in disbelief.
"How could you have survived?" Aragon said.
Frodo pulled down his shirt; he had a mail shirt, made out of the strongest substance, mithril. Just then there was another loud bash was heard from the swinging mace. Adela ran out, she had a rather large gash on the side of her head, but nothing deadly.
"You…you're alive." Adela said softly.
"We have to leave, come." Gandalf urged everyone.
Adela grabbed Frodo's hand and pulled him up. Everyone ran desperately out of the room. They ran down large halls of stone, but the orcs were closing in on them. Soon they were surrounded. Adela stepped in front of Frodo, protecting him from any danger. Adela's hands were trembling but she never left Frodo. The orcs raised there swords indicating battle, but were stopped by a large noise and a faint red light. There orcs all ran away.
"That was odd." Adela said turning around.
"Run." Gandalf yelled
Everyone ran. Adela stopped after awhile to see exactly why they were running. Adela's eyes widened. Adela knew what it was, the Barlog. Adela took a few steps backwards.
"Adela! Fool!" Gandalf yelled.
Adela hated being called a fool, but Gandalf was right, they had to run. Adela burst into a sprint, and caught up in know time. They came to a broken staircase, they had to jump. Legolas went first, and made it across easily. Gandalf second.
"Lady Adela, you should go next." Aragon said.
"No, I can jump farther, let the others go." Adela shook her head.
Aragon disagreed but knew she was right. Then the tossed Sam, then Merry and Pippin, Boromir, Gimli, then Adela jumped, but barely made it. The staircase had broken more.
Frodo and Aragon were left. The staircase began to crumble.
Adela looked up. An orc from the higher level of the mines had a bow pointed directly at Frodo. Adela's eyes widened.
"Frodo get down!" Adela cried.
Just then the orc changed its direction to Adela. Adela did not notice in time, and the piercing arrow got her in the shoulder. She cried out in pain and stumbled a few steps backwards.
"Adela!" Frodo cried
Adela regained her footing, and pulled out one of her ordinary daggers and threw it at the orc. It hit him in the head, the orc fell into darkness.
The staircase Frodo and Aragon were one drew closer to there's, and soon it crashed straight into it. Frodo fell forward and was caught by Sam. Adela had pulled the arrow out and now had a hand on the wound, trying to prevent too much loss of blood. Frodo ran Adela.
"Are you okay?" all Adela could to was nod.
Frodo hugged her lightly, not wanting to hurt her.
They all continued down the stair case until they came to a bridge which they all past, all except Gandalf.
"Come on Gandalf!" Adela cried, but it didn't matter he stayed.
The Barlog approached the bridge. Gandalf backed up a bit.
'Gandalf, don't do this' Adela thought as she closed her eyes. 'don't leave us'
"You cannot pass!" Gandalf yelled, this did not stop the Barlog. Gandalf raised his staff and sword.
"You CANNOT pass!" Gandalf brought the staff down into the bridge.
The bridge under the Barlog snapped and crumbled. Gandalf got up to cross the bridge, but a red tentacle from the Barlog grabbed his arm and pulled him down.
"Gandalf!" Frodo cried desperately trying to get to him, but Aragon held him back. Adela ran as far as the bridge, where Boromir grabbed her shoulder.
"No! He'll die! Let go! Gandalf!" Adela screamed desperately trying to get to Gandalf. It was too late. Gandalf was pulled in. Adela eyes widened and hands trembled. Adela tried to swallow the tears up inside of her.
"GANDALF!" Frodo cried. But Aragon pulled him out. Everyone was out now. Sam had sat down and started to cry. Pippin was in Merry's lap crying, Merry cried silently. Adela felt pain burning inside her chest, it hurt. Adela let out a choked cry, and then fell to her knees and let the tears fall silently.
Frodo had walked away. 'Why…? Gandalf I cant do this without you. why..?' Frodo thought as tears flowed down his cheeks. Adela followed Frodo. "Frodo, you have to go on. You have to destroy the ring no matter what. You can't quit!" Adela said softly. Those were the words he did not want to hear, not now. Anger burned inside of him, he raised a hand and Smacked Adela in the face. Adela didn't care, she was right. Blood dripped from her lip. Frodo regained his senses and knew what he had done.
"I thought you were strong, Frodo. I thought you would be able to do this, but maybe I was wrong." Adela said, tears in her eyes. One tear slid down her face. Frodo stared at her. Frodo took a step closer, Adela shut her eyes expecting another blow to the face. Frodo wrapped his arms around her and began to cry.
"I'm sorry, Adela. Your right, I'm not strong enough.." Frodo said in- between cries.
"no, Frodo. You're not strong enough. But you will be, because I promise to stick with you till my death, and I'll help you be strong, everyone will." Adela said as she rubbed his back.
Frodo backed away, only enough to see her face. It looked pained. Frodo saw in her eyes she was killing herself by not letting out her pain.
"Its killing you, isn't it?" Frodo asked never leaving her eyes.
"It doesn't matter." Adela said leaving his gaze. Adela was about to leave when a hand grasped her arm.
Adela bit her lip, 'he was right' Adela thought. Adela dropped to he knees and began to cry. Frodo knelt beside her and placed her head on his shoulder. Her body was trembling. After she wasn't crying so hard, Frodo pulled her chin up so she was facing him.
"I will stay by you, as well." Frodo said softly, then kissed her forehead.
Adela smiled.
"We must leave." Aragon yelled.
Everyone was still saddened, the wound was still fresh in everyone's mind, but they would keep going, because that's what Gandalf would have told them, if he could……TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: How was that? Review please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Barlog
The fellowship made there way down the stone stairs, and soon found themselves in a large room with stone structures. To add to the unpleasantness of the room, dead dwarves scattered the halls. Soon this leads them to another room, with what looked to be a sarcophagus in the center, and a well off to the side.
"No…" Gimli ran up to the tomb and wept.
"Who…who is it?" Adela said eyes never leaving the stone coffin.
Gandalf walked over to the tomb, nearly stepping on several dead bodies. Gandalf sighed, a painful sigh
"This is one of the greatest halls of the mines, Khazad-Dum." Gandalf continued to explain who lie there; it was Gloin, Gimli's father. Adela head hung, she knew how it was to lose someone like a father, for she had.
Pippin wandered around the room, being the curious hobbit he is. Pippin approached the well that was in the corner.
"hmmm." Pippin sighed as he touched the dead body on the well.
Adela looked up just in time to see the head fall into the dark well
"Pippin!" Adela scowled.
Then the rest of the body fell in, along with a pale.
*CLUNK*
Pippin winced as he heard everything hit the bottom. Gandalf looked angry enough to throw Pippin in the well, as well. Adela smacked her forehead and mumbled something. Merry looked non-what surprised.
"Fool of a Took! Next time do us all a favor and throw yourself in, to rid us of your stupity!" Gandalf yelled, his face gone a bit red.
Soon after, there was a slight rumbling in the ground. Frodo looked at Gandalf, his eyes dipped in fear. Frodo quickly pulled out sting, it was glowing blue. Everyone withdrew there weapon.
"they are coming…" Gandalf warned.
Aragon and Boromir ran to lock the door. But Gandalf stopped them, in fear of being trapped in there. Arrows flew at the door, and hacking of swords. Just then the door flew open. And orcs charged in. The hobbits ran at the orcs and fought as well. The clanging of swords and the orcs dreadful cries was the only sound hearable. Adela was fighting to at a time for they had outnumbered her. She swung her sword desperately trying to block there blows. The orcs snickered at her, Adela glared flaming eyes, she had a burst of energy and she swung real hard and ended up cutting one of the orcs head off. There other one stared in disbelief. Adela rammed her sword into the stomach of the orc. Adela pulled the sword, wet with black orc blood.
Then something crashed through the walls, a cave troll. Sam found himself right by the hideous creature, which soon brought his club down. Sam dove under the creature just in time. Frodo, was desperately hiding from the troll, but it soon caught up to his game. Frodo ran but found himself trapped in a corner. It brought its spear into Frodo's stomach. There was a cry of pain and everyone looked up. Adela looked very angry. She grabbed a big chunk of stone and heaved it at the troll. The troll turned around to find Adela. Soon Adela found herself in the same situation the Frodo was, in a corner. Adela's mind raced for an idea. Adela reached into her cloak and brought out the red orb. No, she wasn't going to use the magic; she would use it for a distraction. Just as the troll raised its club Adela heaved the orb into the air. It glowed softly, getting the troll to look up at it.
"Legolas!" Adela cried there was a twang and soon Adela saw an arrow in the troll's neck. The troll swung its mace blindly, every time nearly killing Adela.
Frodo on the other hand was not hurt. Everyone looked in disbelief.
"How could you have survived?" Aragon said.
Frodo pulled down his shirt; he had a mail shirt, made out of the strongest substance, mithril. Just then there was another loud bash was heard from the swinging mace. Adela ran out, she had a rather large gash on the side of her head, but nothing deadly.
"You…you're alive." Adela said softly.
"We have to leave, come." Gandalf urged everyone.
Adela grabbed Frodo's hand and pulled him up. Everyone ran desperately out of the room. They ran down large halls of stone, but the orcs were closing in on them. Soon they were surrounded. Adela stepped in front of Frodo, protecting him from any danger. Adela's hands were trembling but she never left Frodo. The orcs raised there swords indicating battle, but were stopped by a large noise and a faint red light. There orcs all ran away.
"That was odd." Adela said turning around.
"Run." Gandalf yelled
Everyone ran. Adela stopped after awhile to see exactly why they were running. Adela's eyes widened. Adela knew what it was, the Barlog. Adela took a few steps backwards.
"Adela! Fool!" Gandalf yelled.
Adela hated being called a fool, but Gandalf was right, they had to run. Adela burst into a sprint, and caught up in know time. They came to a broken staircase, they had to jump. Legolas went first, and made it across easily. Gandalf second.
"Lady Adela, you should go next." Aragon said.
"No, I can jump farther, let the others go." Adela shook her head.
Aragon disagreed but knew she was right. Then the tossed Sam, then Merry and Pippin, Boromir, Gimli, then Adela jumped, but barely made it. The staircase had broken more.
Frodo and Aragon were left. The staircase began to crumble.
Adela looked up. An orc from the higher level of the mines had a bow pointed directly at Frodo. Adela's eyes widened.
"Frodo get down!" Adela cried.
Just then the orc changed its direction to Adela. Adela did not notice in time, and the piercing arrow got her in the shoulder. She cried out in pain and stumbled a few steps backwards.
"Adela!" Frodo cried
Adela regained her footing, and pulled out one of her ordinary daggers and threw it at the orc. It hit him in the head, the orc fell into darkness.
The staircase Frodo and Aragon were one drew closer to there's, and soon it crashed straight into it. Frodo fell forward and was caught by Sam. Adela had pulled the arrow out and now had a hand on the wound, trying to prevent too much loss of blood. Frodo ran Adela.
"Are you okay?" all Adela could to was nod.
Frodo hugged her lightly, not wanting to hurt her.
They all continued down the stair case until they came to a bridge which they all past, all except Gandalf.
"Come on Gandalf!" Adela cried, but it didn't matter he stayed.
The Barlog approached the bridge. Gandalf backed up a bit.
'Gandalf, don't do this' Adela thought as she closed her eyes. 'don't leave us'
"You cannot pass!" Gandalf yelled, this did not stop the Barlog. Gandalf raised his staff and sword.
"You CANNOT pass!" Gandalf brought the staff down into the bridge.
The bridge under the Barlog snapped and crumbled. Gandalf got up to cross the bridge, but a red tentacle from the Barlog grabbed his arm and pulled him down.
"Gandalf!" Frodo cried desperately trying to get to him, but Aragon held him back. Adela ran as far as the bridge, where Boromir grabbed her shoulder.
"No! He'll die! Let go! Gandalf!" Adela screamed desperately trying to get to Gandalf. It was too late. Gandalf was pulled in. Adela eyes widened and hands trembled. Adela tried to swallow the tears up inside of her.
"GANDALF!" Frodo cried. But Aragon pulled him out. Everyone was out now. Sam had sat down and started to cry. Pippin was in Merry's lap crying, Merry cried silently. Adela felt pain burning inside her chest, it hurt. Adela let out a choked cry, and then fell to her knees and let the tears fall silently.
Frodo had walked away. 'Why…? Gandalf I cant do this without you. why..?' Frodo thought as tears flowed down his cheeks. Adela followed Frodo. "Frodo, you have to go on. You have to destroy the ring no matter what. You can't quit!" Adela said softly. Those were the words he did not want to hear, not now. Anger burned inside of him, he raised a hand and Smacked Adela in the face. Adela didn't care, she was right. Blood dripped from her lip. Frodo regained his senses and knew what he had done.
"I thought you were strong, Frodo. I thought you would be able to do this, but maybe I was wrong." Adela said, tears in her eyes. One tear slid down her face. Frodo stared at her. Frodo took a step closer, Adela shut her eyes expecting another blow to the face. Frodo wrapped his arms around her and began to cry.
"I'm sorry, Adela. Your right, I'm not strong enough.." Frodo said in- between cries.
"no, Frodo. You're not strong enough. But you will be, because I promise to stick with you till my death, and I'll help you be strong, everyone will." Adela said as she rubbed his back.
Frodo backed away, only enough to see her face. It looked pained. Frodo saw in her eyes she was killing herself by not letting out her pain.
"Its killing you, isn't it?" Frodo asked never leaving her eyes.
"It doesn't matter." Adela said leaving his gaze. Adela was about to leave when a hand grasped her arm.
Adela bit her lip, 'he was right' Adela thought. Adela dropped to he knees and began to cry. Frodo knelt beside her and placed her head on his shoulder. Her body was trembling. After she wasn't crying so hard, Frodo pulled her chin up so she was facing him.
"I will stay by you, as well." Frodo said softly, then kissed her forehead.
Adela smiled.
"We must leave." Aragon yelled.
Everyone was still saddened, the wound was still fresh in everyone's mind, but they would keep going, because that's what Gandalf would have told them, if he could……TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: How was that? Review please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!