How the Balrog really came into existence
By Alyssa_Anime_Angel
Alyssa: Here with my second LOTR fanfic. This is a one off and it was just a stupid little idea that sounded quite funny, so lets see how it goes.
Once upon a time, in a land called middle earth, there was a little dwarf kiddie named, well his name really wasn't important but anyway, his name was Fulin son of Falin. Anyway he was a strange little dwarf that lived in the mines of Moria quite a little while before the fellowship of the ring would venture there. You see he was strange, as he didn't have a beard; all he had was a little bit of stubble at the end of his chin. A little goatee you could say. Because of this the other kiddie dwarfs picked on him. He wasn't very popular and he was a crybaby. One of those children who is always picked on and plots revenge every single time but never carries through with it Anyway Fulin was hiding at the far end of one of the caverns from Tombo son of Bombo who was the 'big' kiddie, when he came across a black egg that had red spots on it and gave off a warm heat. Naturally a person/child would take this egg, not tell anyone and try to hatch it. After all I mean what harm could there be in finding a black and red egg that radiates heat, under the earth where no creatures live or breed? Surely none. So anyway Fulin kept the egg and tried to hatch it. The egg also seemed to grow and soon after a couple of days it hatched. Now it was an ugly creature that was born, but Fulin thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Of course he would say that cause he had never seen Legolas. Hmmm on to the story, so the egg hatched and a little shadow and fire creature emerged. Fulin fed it and kept it hidden from everyone. It wasn't hard, he was small and lived in the ruts of the underground and his father was always at the bar hitting on she-dwarves. Anyway so he fed it, even though it continuously tried to bite off his fingers and choke him with some sort of fire whip. But that's not the point. So in nature as things grow they get bigger and well with the creature that Fulin named Filin son of Fulin, it too grew larger at an alarming rate. Surely any smart person could see that Filin was going to be trouble but no, not Fulin. After all he was a dwarf and we all know what dwarves are like. Missing a bit of thought processing parts in the brain. So Filin got bigger and soon it got too hungry to feed. Fulin then was attacked by the creature, but still he though it was so cute, his son. Anyway he just stood there while his "son" devoured him. *Cough idiot cough* Anyway the creature then went on a rampage destroying and eating quite a bit until it got full and laid down for a nap. Okay so from here on in Orcs attacked the rest of the Dwarves and killed them all including some relative of Gimli's, forget the relationship and his name now, Houdin, Boundin, something like that. Anyway that is how the Balrog came into existence.
Now kiddies, the moral of this story is if you raise some demon hell spawn made out of fire and shadow that likes to try and kill you or eat your appendages, throw it in a dumpster and run away, screw everyone else, just save your self!
ALYSSA: So how was that and I do not mean any disrespect to Tolkien or his books or movies cause I love them all, not Tolkien. I love Legolas though. And don't take any of this literally. It's just a little bit of fun. Well seeya and read my other fics.
LEGOLAS: Yeah or she'll be after you.
ALYSSA: LEGOLAS!!!!
Legolas runs as fast as his legs can carry him.
ALYSSA: Ohh look at his cute butt.
Alyssa runs after him…
THE END
