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Nine shadows danced on the wall, as the torch that the eldest one held shone on them. All though surely only a trick of the light, the once gray Gandalf seemed to be getting older, for that could be the only reason as to why his hairs seemed to be steadily getting white. Though, that wouldn't help with the reason that he seemed to be getting younger, more full of life then he had ever been before.
"We don'ts likes the place, do we precious." A slithery voice said, echoing inside the narrow passage way.
"Be quiet, miserable slinkier..." Sam said, still a bit angered that Aragorn made him hold the rope that was attached to Gollum.
"Now Sam, that's no way to talk to him!" Frodo said as one hand stretched out in front of him while the other curled protectively about his chest. He grasped something there, and got a wild look in his eye, something that everybody except Sam didn't see.
"Come, little ones. Let us not alert anyone to our presence." Gimli said, shushing them.
"It doesn't seem like anyone notices we're here anyways!" Pippin said, a little loudly.
"Fool of a Took! Be quiet!" the voice of Gandalf boomed. Pippin just stuck his tongue out in the wizards direction, and hung back to talk to Merry. Gandalf choose to ignore this, and just mumble a few choice words under his breath.
While this was going on, Legolas and Aragorn were remarking on how interesting it was that they were able to find the group so easily without being caught, and how it was so easy to escape in the first place.
"Orc's may not be the smartest race in the world, but they are never that careless." Legolas remarked to Aragorn in low tones. They were in the back, allowing Gandalf to lead the group.
"Agreed, what do you think could make them loose us tha-" Aragorn began, but slowed as realization donned on his face. He looked at Legolas expectedly, and the elf bowed his head in silent agreement to the silently said fact.
"It must be. They must have wanted Lord Elrond and the Ladies Arwen and Eowyn for some reason. But what could it be?" Legolas voiced out loud. He was about to say something more when Aragorn held up his hand. Legolas closed his mouth, and listened until he could hear it also, a faint crying, followed by bickering. He turned wide eyes on Aragorn, as realization came upon them for the second time that night. Aragorn nodded and pointed to the wall.
By this time, the rest of the Fellowship was well ahead of them, so Aragorn sent Legolas, the faster runner, to go and tell them to come back. And that is the reason why the Fellowship members came upon Aragorn trying to move a seemingly stone wall.
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"My god, I thought a night of good sleep would make you two see some sense!" the voice of Bean said into the darkness. All though it was still pitch black, all of their eyes had adjusted enough to be able to see vague shapes and things.
"Oh, like *we* are the ones with no sense." Jo shot back.
"Hey! Don't group me with the likes of you!" Mel shot towards the both of them.
"I hope you all fa-" Bean started, but was interrupted as Jo and Mel began to scream with pain and cover their eyes. Bean didn't understand until the small light that trickled in also met her eyes. With a scream she also threw her hands up in a attempt to block out the offending light.
When at last it seemed that they could look at the light without it bringing tears to their eyes, they put their hands down, and almost screamed again as two figures came into view.
"Legolas? Aragorn?" Mel asked in a shaky voice.
"Lady Arwen?" Aragorn asked, forgetting for the moment that Mel liked to be called...well, 'Mel'.
"My dearest Aragorn!" Mel said as she threw herself at him. Jo and Bean shared a look in a brief moment of non-hostility.
"Hold on a second." Jo boomed, her voice thick with authority.
"My Lord?" Aragorn asked, also forgetting that she liked to be called 'Jo'.
"I-" Jo started, but was interrupted as more figures came into view.
"Well, well. What brings the three of you here?" Gandalf said in a calm voice.
"We were captured. It should be obvious." Bean said, glaring at Gandalf. They shared a glare, but Gandalf was the first to look away, though, not of his own doing. The yells and battle cries of orc's soon reached their ears.
"Quickly! There is no time for this!" Gandalf yelled as he ran down the way they had previously occupied. The members of the group soon followed him, running as fast as they could in order to keep up with the surprisingly agile wizard.
"Stop!" Aragorn yelled as orcs came into view. The Fellowship, along with their three companions, stopped and looked at him questionably. Realization donned on their faces as they saw the shadow of what seemed to be more then a hundred orcs.
"Can we avoid them?" Legolas asked as he ran to the front of the group.
"Impossible, they come from our only way out." He replied thinly, eyes dark and calculating.
"Then we stand and fight." Bean said, drawing her sword from the stealth at her hip.
"Surely there must be another way!" Mel cried desperately, tears coming to her eyes. She looked around desperately and ran to stand by Aragorn's side.
"Let us meet them head on...and do not be afraid daughter, everything will be alright." Jo said while smiling fatherly at Mel who smiled back and hung on Aragorn's arm.
"I will make sure no harm comes to her." He replied to Jo's gaze.
"You do that, but right now, we have a battle to fight." Bean said while grinning and charging around the corner, meeting the orcs head on, and was soon followed by Jo, Gandalf, Legolas, and Aragorn; Mel still at his side.
"Whats are wes to do? Precious does not likes this, no not at all!" Gollum screeched before making the sound in his throat that he was famous for.
"Shut up, stupid thing!" Sam replied, yanking on the rope before Gollum could get to far away from them.
"Sam!" Frodo yelled. Sam looked away from the glare that his master sent his way, a few tears trickling out of his eyes.
"Sorry Mister Frodo, but he ways trying to get away!" He replied defensively after the tears had dried out.
"Never the less, that's no way to treat him. You have no right to judge! You don't even know what he's going through!" Frodo yelled again, raising his hand as if to strike him. The noise from the battle taking adverted his attention before the blow could land, shouting a "watch out" to Pippin before Merry blocked to blow that an orc had aimed at his head. Frodo's hand dropped and Sam let a few more tears escape through his eyes before wiping his eyes steadily and grabbing Frodo by the arm, drawing him away from battle and towards the corner that he was told to wait in, considering that he was the one that held Gollum.
The battle was gruesome, but after a few hours, it was won by the Fellowship. Though by pure luck and skill one can only guess, for they were completely outnumbered, and even the addition of three more people surely wouldn't have made a difference. Though, that was the last thing on any of their minds as they ran out of the corridor where the battle had taken place.
"This is to easy..." Aragorn said.
"I agree." Gandalf mumbled before turning out into the last hallway that would lead them to the courtyard that would lead them to the tunnels that ran underneath the black gate.
"Stop!" The command froze the people in mind step, all of their blood running cold.
"Saruman." Gandalf stated slowly turning around and spying the figure in off-white robes.
"Ah, Gandalf. So nice to see you again." Saruman replied as he swung his cape off his arms to reveal his staff, offering a challenge.
"All of you: Leave, and leave quickly. This is between me and Saruman." Gandalf said as the others proceeded to do as they were told, running for the courtyard.
"They do no matter. Sauron will find them soon." Saruman said, smirking as he threw his staff at Gandalf. The smirk grew into a frown of astonishment when his burst of power did not do its duty of throwing the gray wizard from his feet.
"Many things have changed since we last met, Saruman of no color. I am no longer Gandalf the Grey...*I* am Gandalf the White," With this, Gandalf's gray clothes made way to white, his hair complexly changing color, "You hold no power over me Saruman. I am now your better. I cast you out of the Order. Your staff is broken!" A loud crack was heard as Saruman dropped his staff, now split in two, and stared at Gandalf in fear and disbelief.
"Impossible!" He cried in one last attempt to prove that it wasn't true.
"Flee, Saruman. Before I regret my choice and send you back to where you came from." Gandalf's immense glow lessened somewhat as Saruman began to run in the opposite direction and back into Sauron's fortress.
Gandalf sighed as he grabbed the gray clock from where it lay on the ground and wrapped himself in it, completely cutting off the white glow. He had just picked up his transformed staff when a great rush of wind knocked him off of his feet, sending him spiraling towards the wall behind him. His back met the wall with a sickening crunch, and he barely stopped his cry of discomfort.
When at last the wind stopped, he fell to the ground exhausted. He probably wouldn't have gotten up from where he lay if it wasn't for the screams of disbelief that were coming for the courtyard. He grimaced and pealed himself off of the floor, following the screams into the courtyard and into a scene that not even he, with all his godly powers, could comprehend.
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A/N: Please, please, please, please review!!!!!!! I'm so glad that you read the whole chapter!!! The end of this story is soon at hand. Maybe a few more chapters, though, this is the longest one that I have written so far, I think...=) please review!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!
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Nine shadows danced on the wall, as the torch that the eldest one held shone on them. All though surely only a trick of the light, the once gray Gandalf seemed to be getting older, for that could be the only reason as to why his hairs seemed to be steadily getting white. Though, that wouldn't help with the reason that he seemed to be getting younger, more full of life then he had ever been before.
"We don'ts likes the place, do we precious." A slithery voice said, echoing inside the narrow passage way.
"Be quiet, miserable slinkier..." Sam said, still a bit angered that Aragorn made him hold the rope that was attached to Gollum.
"Now Sam, that's no way to talk to him!" Frodo said as one hand stretched out in front of him while the other curled protectively about his chest. He grasped something there, and got a wild look in his eye, something that everybody except Sam didn't see.
"Come, little ones. Let us not alert anyone to our presence." Gimli said, shushing them.
"It doesn't seem like anyone notices we're here anyways!" Pippin said, a little loudly.
"Fool of a Took! Be quiet!" the voice of Gandalf boomed. Pippin just stuck his tongue out in the wizards direction, and hung back to talk to Merry. Gandalf choose to ignore this, and just mumble a few choice words under his breath.
While this was going on, Legolas and Aragorn were remarking on how interesting it was that they were able to find the group so easily without being caught, and how it was so easy to escape in the first place.
"Orc's may not be the smartest race in the world, but they are never that careless." Legolas remarked to Aragorn in low tones. They were in the back, allowing Gandalf to lead the group.
"Agreed, what do you think could make them loose us tha-" Aragorn began, but slowed as realization donned on his face. He looked at Legolas expectedly, and the elf bowed his head in silent agreement to the silently said fact.
"It must be. They must have wanted Lord Elrond and the Ladies Arwen and Eowyn for some reason. But what could it be?" Legolas voiced out loud. He was about to say something more when Aragorn held up his hand. Legolas closed his mouth, and listened until he could hear it also, a faint crying, followed by bickering. He turned wide eyes on Aragorn, as realization came upon them for the second time that night. Aragorn nodded and pointed to the wall.
By this time, the rest of the Fellowship was well ahead of them, so Aragorn sent Legolas, the faster runner, to go and tell them to come back. And that is the reason why the Fellowship members came upon Aragorn trying to move a seemingly stone wall.
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"My god, I thought a night of good sleep would make you two see some sense!" the voice of Bean said into the darkness. All though it was still pitch black, all of their eyes had adjusted enough to be able to see vague shapes and things.
"Oh, like *we* are the ones with no sense." Jo shot back.
"Hey! Don't group me with the likes of you!" Mel shot towards the both of them.
"I hope you all fa-" Bean started, but was interrupted as Jo and Mel began to scream with pain and cover their eyes. Bean didn't understand until the small light that trickled in also met her eyes. With a scream she also threw her hands up in a attempt to block out the offending light.
When at last it seemed that they could look at the light without it bringing tears to their eyes, they put their hands down, and almost screamed again as two figures came into view.
"Legolas? Aragorn?" Mel asked in a shaky voice.
"Lady Arwen?" Aragorn asked, forgetting for the moment that Mel liked to be called...well, 'Mel'.
"My dearest Aragorn!" Mel said as she threw herself at him. Jo and Bean shared a look in a brief moment of non-hostility.
"Hold on a second." Jo boomed, her voice thick with authority.
"My Lord?" Aragorn asked, also forgetting that she liked to be called 'Jo'.
"I-" Jo started, but was interrupted as more figures came into view.
"Well, well. What brings the three of you here?" Gandalf said in a calm voice.
"We were captured. It should be obvious." Bean said, glaring at Gandalf. They shared a glare, but Gandalf was the first to look away, though, not of his own doing. The yells and battle cries of orc's soon reached their ears.
"Quickly! There is no time for this!" Gandalf yelled as he ran down the way they had previously occupied. The members of the group soon followed him, running as fast as they could in order to keep up with the surprisingly agile wizard.
"Stop!" Aragorn yelled as orcs came into view. The Fellowship, along with their three companions, stopped and looked at him questionably. Realization donned on their faces as they saw the shadow of what seemed to be more then a hundred orcs.
"Can we avoid them?" Legolas asked as he ran to the front of the group.
"Impossible, they come from our only way out." He replied thinly, eyes dark and calculating.
"Then we stand and fight." Bean said, drawing her sword from the stealth at her hip.
"Surely there must be another way!" Mel cried desperately, tears coming to her eyes. She looked around desperately and ran to stand by Aragorn's side.
"Let us meet them head on...and do not be afraid daughter, everything will be alright." Jo said while smiling fatherly at Mel who smiled back and hung on Aragorn's arm.
"I will make sure no harm comes to her." He replied to Jo's gaze.
"You do that, but right now, we have a battle to fight." Bean said while grinning and charging around the corner, meeting the orcs head on, and was soon followed by Jo, Gandalf, Legolas, and Aragorn; Mel still at his side.
"Whats are wes to do? Precious does not likes this, no not at all!" Gollum screeched before making the sound in his throat that he was famous for.
"Shut up, stupid thing!" Sam replied, yanking on the rope before Gollum could get to far away from them.
"Sam!" Frodo yelled. Sam looked away from the glare that his master sent his way, a few tears trickling out of his eyes.
"Sorry Mister Frodo, but he ways trying to get away!" He replied defensively after the tears had dried out.
"Never the less, that's no way to treat him. You have no right to judge! You don't even know what he's going through!" Frodo yelled again, raising his hand as if to strike him. The noise from the battle taking adverted his attention before the blow could land, shouting a "watch out" to Pippin before Merry blocked to blow that an orc had aimed at his head. Frodo's hand dropped and Sam let a few more tears escape through his eyes before wiping his eyes steadily and grabbing Frodo by the arm, drawing him away from battle and towards the corner that he was told to wait in, considering that he was the one that held Gollum.
The battle was gruesome, but after a few hours, it was won by the Fellowship. Though by pure luck and skill one can only guess, for they were completely outnumbered, and even the addition of three more people surely wouldn't have made a difference. Though, that was the last thing on any of their minds as they ran out of the corridor where the battle had taken place.
"This is to easy..." Aragorn said.
"I agree." Gandalf mumbled before turning out into the last hallway that would lead them to the courtyard that would lead them to the tunnels that ran underneath the black gate.
"Stop!" The command froze the people in mind step, all of their blood running cold.
"Saruman." Gandalf stated slowly turning around and spying the figure in off-white robes.
"Ah, Gandalf. So nice to see you again." Saruman replied as he swung his cape off his arms to reveal his staff, offering a challenge.
"All of you: Leave, and leave quickly. This is between me and Saruman." Gandalf said as the others proceeded to do as they were told, running for the courtyard.
"They do no matter. Sauron will find them soon." Saruman said, smirking as he threw his staff at Gandalf. The smirk grew into a frown of astonishment when his burst of power did not do its duty of throwing the gray wizard from his feet.
"Many things have changed since we last met, Saruman of no color. I am no longer Gandalf the Grey...*I* am Gandalf the White," With this, Gandalf's gray clothes made way to white, his hair complexly changing color, "You hold no power over me Saruman. I am now your better. I cast you out of the Order. Your staff is broken!" A loud crack was heard as Saruman dropped his staff, now split in two, and stared at Gandalf in fear and disbelief.
"Impossible!" He cried in one last attempt to prove that it wasn't true.
"Flee, Saruman. Before I regret my choice and send you back to where you came from." Gandalf's immense glow lessened somewhat as Saruman began to run in the opposite direction and back into Sauron's fortress.
Gandalf sighed as he grabbed the gray clock from where it lay on the ground and wrapped himself in it, completely cutting off the white glow. He had just picked up his transformed staff when a great rush of wind knocked him off of his feet, sending him spiraling towards the wall behind him. His back met the wall with a sickening crunch, and he barely stopped his cry of discomfort.
When at last the wind stopped, he fell to the ground exhausted. He probably wouldn't have gotten up from where he lay if it wasn't for the screams of disbelief that were coming for the courtyard. He grimaced and pealed himself off of the floor, following the screams into the courtyard and into a scene that not even he, with all his godly powers, could comprehend.
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A/N: Please, please, please, please review!!!!!!! I'm so glad that you read the whole chapter!!! The end of this story is soon at hand. Maybe a few more chapters, though, this is the longest one that I have written so far, I think...=) please review!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!