A/N: Like I said in the last chapter, I'm speeding up the Mordor parts, so
this will probably be the last chapter in Mordor. The following chapters
after this will be their journey back to the Shire. After that, I will be
making yet another sequel to this and it will be called In Dreams, which
will most likely be another series of stories ^^;
They continued their journey to Mt. Doom for five days, trying to take less rest than before because of the pace that they had started taking. Sam's pans that were hanging off of his pack had made some noise a few days ago and they had had to find some way to tie them down as to not move, since it had almost attracted a few Orcs over to them. They stopped walking after a while and looked ahead of them.
"There it is," Frodo said quietly, looking at Mt. Doom. It was much closer than before, and at the pace they were walking in, they could be there in thirty minutes minimum. Aryante sighed with relief. She wanted to get rid of the ring as soon as possible. They sat down to rest for a few minutes and Pippin began skipping a few rocks on the ground.
"I'll certainly be glad when this is over," Pippin said as he threw a rock. "Two times on the same quest is quite enough."
"Once is enough for me," Aryante said. Pippin threw another rock further and it skipped down a steep, rocky hill.
"What the--?" A voice came from below. No doubt about it, the rock must have hit whoever it was on the head. Aryante and Pippin jumped to their feet and peered over the top of the hill at who it was. Their eyes widened as they saw ten or fifteen Orcs down below them. The Orc that the rock had landed on looked up at them and yelled, "Get them!" Aryante and Pippin quickly ran to the others.
"Run!" They both said, getting their attention at once. Frodo, Merry, and Sam jumped to their feet and ran after them.
"What did you do this time, Pippin?" Merry yelled to him as he peered behind them, where the few Orcs were chasing after them.
"I just threw a rock!"
"Oh, that was a wonderful idea!" Merry said sarcastically.
"Shouldn't we hide?" Sam asked frantically as he looked behind them.
"No!" Aryante said, running as fast as she could with the weight of the Ring of Power. "We must get to Mt. Doom, and quickly!" No one said otherwise as they ran, not looking back again to see how close the Orcs had gotten to them. They ran as fast as they could up the steep path that led up to Mt. Doom (which wasn't very fast). The Orcs slowed down a little as the hobbits and Aryante let loose some large rocks as they ran. One of the larger rocks rolled downward and tripped the front Orc, which gave them the advantage of getting farther away from them. After ten minutes they had gotten to the top and were finally at their final destination of the cracks of Mt. Doom.
"Quick, Aryante," Frodo said as he looked down the path. The Orcs were steadily speeding up again and getting closer. "Destroy it!" Aryante took the ring from around her neck and held it in her hand right above the cracks of doom when the shadow entered her mind again, this time stronger than ever. 'Why destroy it?' She was thinking, her eyes shut. 'It was my burden all this time, why give up such a powerful thing? I could be invisible with it on, not a care in the world.'
"Aryante?" She opened her eyes and saw that the ring was only an inch from her index finger. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked behind her where Pippin was. "I know what you're thinking, but don't. Just destroy it. You have to." Aryante nodded and gave a weak smile.
"I know," She said and let the Ring slip from her hands and into the cracks of doom. Though the Ring of Power was gone, the shadow had not left yet. 'Jump, you fool!' She thought. 'Get it!' She did jump. Lucky for her Pippin had been right behind her, or her life would have been gone in a matter of seconds. Pippin grabbed her around her waist the instant she gave signs of jumping and was able to prevent her fall. She struggled to get out of his grip until she gave up and watched the ring fall out of site. As soon as it was gone, she seemed to get control of herself and turned to Pippin as he loosened his grip on her. They felt the ground shaking beneath them and looked out of the opening from where they came where what seemed like a giant eagle had flown down to them.
"Once I helped two of you hobbits escape this place, and once more I will if you so choose to get on my back," He said as he landed. The five of them quickly ran over as Mt. Doom started to shake harder under their feet and climbed onto the eagles' back. The eagle rose high in the air and flew them away from a place that none of them would ever go or see inside of it again.
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A/N: I am sooo sorry that it took so long to get that chapter out! I have been reading a really good Lord of the Rings fanfiction lately (called Eternal by eLiJaH's AnGeL, I highly recommend it!) and I've been really side-tracked lately since school is starting on Wednesday. Just for your information, the reason I said it was just a bird was that I couldn't remember the name of the eagle. I think it's Gwathir, but I'm not sure and am too lazy to look it up right now =P
I promise a new chapter soon!
They continued their journey to Mt. Doom for five days, trying to take less rest than before because of the pace that they had started taking. Sam's pans that were hanging off of his pack had made some noise a few days ago and they had had to find some way to tie them down as to not move, since it had almost attracted a few Orcs over to them. They stopped walking after a while and looked ahead of them.
"There it is," Frodo said quietly, looking at Mt. Doom. It was much closer than before, and at the pace they were walking in, they could be there in thirty minutes minimum. Aryante sighed with relief. She wanted to get rid of the ring as soon as possible. They sat down to rest for a few minutes and Pippin began skipping a few rocks on the ground.
"I'll certainly be glad when this is over," Pippin said as he threw a rock. "Two times on the same quest is quite enough."
"Once is enough for me," Aryante said. Pippin threw another rock further and it skipped down a steep, rocky hill.
"What the--?" A voice came from below. No doubt about it, the rock must have hit whoever it was on the head. Aryante and Pippin jumped to their feet and peered over the top of the hill at who it was. Their eyes widened as they saw ten or fifteen Orcs down below them. The Orc that the rock had landed on looked up at them and yelled, "Get them!" Aryante and Pippin quickly ran to the others.
"Run!" They both said, getting their attention at once. Frodo, Merry, and Sam jumped to their feet and ran after them.
"What did you do this time, Pippin?" Merry yelled to him as he peered behind them, where the few Orcs were chasing after them.
"I just threw a rock!"
"Oh, that was a wonderful idea!" Merry said sarcastically.
"Shouldn't we hide?" Sam asked frantically as he looked behind them.
"No!" Aryante said, running as fast as she could with the weight of the Ring of Power. "We must get to Mt. Doom, and quickly!" No one said otherwise as they ran, not looking back again to see how close the Orcs had gotten to them. They ran as fast as they could up the steep path that led up to Mt. Doom (which wasn't very fast). The Orcs slowed down a little as the hobbits and Aryante let loose some large rocks as they ran. One of the larger rocks rolled downward and tripped the front Orc, which gave them the advantage of getting farther away from them. After ten minutes they had gotten to the top and were finally at their final destination of the cracks of Mt. Doom.
"Quick, Aryante," Frodo said as he looked down the path. The Orcs were steadily speeding up again and getting closer. "Destroy it!" Aryante took the ring from around her neck and held it in her hand right above the cracks of doom when the shadow entered her mind again, this time stronger than ever. 'Why destroy it?' She was thinking, her eyes shut. 'It was my burden all this time, why give up such a powerful thing? I could be invisible with it on, not a care in the world.'
"Aryante?" She opened her eyes and saw that the ring was only an inch from her index finger. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked behind her where Pippin was. "I know what you're thinking, but don't. Just destroy it. You have to." Aryante nodded and gave a weak smile.
"I know," She said and let the Ring slip from her hands and into the cracks of doom. Though the Ring of Power was gone, the shadow had not left yet. 'Jump, you fool!' She thought. 'Get it!' She did jump. Lucky for her Pippin had been right behind her, or her life would have been gone in a matter of seconds. Pippin grabbed her around her waist the instant she gave signs of jumping and was able to prevent her fall. She struggled to get out of his grip until she gave up and watched the ring fall out of site. As soon as it was gone, she seemed to get control of herself and turned to Pippin as he loosened his grip on her. They felt the ground shaking beneath them and looked out of the opening from where they came where what seemed like a giant eagle had flown down to them.
"Once I helped two of you hobbits escape this place, and once more I will if you so choose to get on my back," He said as he landed. The five of them quickly ran over as Mt. Doom started to shake harder under their feet and climbed onto the eagles' back. The eagle rose high in the air and flew them away from a place that none of them would ever go or see inside of it again.
**
A/N: I am sooo sorry that it took so long to get that chapter out! I have been reading a really good Lord of the Rings fanfiction lately (called Eternal by eLiJaH's AnGeL, I highly recommend it!) and I've been really side-tracked lately since school is starting on Wednesday. Just for your information, the reason I said it was just a bird was that I couldn't remember the name of the eagle. I think it's Gwathir, but I'm not sure and am too lazy to look it up right now =P
I promise a new chapter soon!