A/N: I'm back!!! Finally! I got rid of my astronomy lessons, algebraic matter,  English freakin' grammar tests, threw all my school books away, and jump into three months of summer! And yeah… Cliffhangers signing on fanfiction.net, again! Heh… heh… heh… all righty… To Zephyr, thanks for being there, giving me enough comic relief as I try to snoop in and out when I was still banned from my dear, old computer… thanks for being there for me! And yeah! Send more of those pixi sticks! I really, really thank you for reviewing! Review More!!!

As for you people who were able to wait for a week (or, gulp, two), thanks a lot for providing me time to patch up! Was "Gatecrashing Bree" a surprise? Yeah… a little "sneaking" I would say! *Wink* And now, the Cliffhangers will go on!!!

Chapter 7: What Really Happened?

You may be wondering what the heck happened to Ash that made her turn into a hideous Ring Wraith… and why… WHY did Shea ever have to get into Middle Earth?!! For the love of Pixi sticks… why?!! Here's an account from isengard and … straight from the detention cell… er, I mean – classroom.

Treason One: The Treason On Isengard

"GERONIMOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"

A heavy, lifeless form, drops from the heavens, right on Gandalf's feet, where he was waving around his staff (and a glass of wine, as you may have noticed in the FOTR movie), talking to the sisnister…eeevil…Saruman.

Mwa-ha-ha-ha-hah…

The lifeless form stirs, and looks around, it's eyes blurry, dressed in indecent clothes. Saruman spies the child coldly, as Gandalf runs to her aid. She spin around, muttering useless, inaccurate words for a wizard, Saruman would never appreciate… but for his lack of sensitivity, and Gandalf's awareness, the child was spared for entering Isengard, if it weren't for Gandalf.

"Child! Child!" the old grey wizard said, softly, steadying a poor, battered little girl. Not so young, not so old. As for she was as only old of fourteen years. "Have mercy on yourself! You shouldn't have taken that pill… oh…"

Saruman stood up, and heleped Gandalf carry the child on a chair. At leats this wizard still has compassion in his heavy, stinky, cold, sweaty, sharky heart… (Saruman does have a heart? Wonder how it looks like? Like a lung of a damn ten-year smoker? Imagine… *imagine* *imagine* *imagine-* ew.) The child swerved, and had terrifying hallucinations… she was perfect to carry the most treacherous nightmare…

"So, you have chosen a Cliffhanger of weak descent. A child merely the age of puberty… how would she control the legend of the Ring, Gandalf? The one you had… she is strong enough… but not strong enough to continue the story on her own…" Saruman spoke smugly, as he watched Gandalf cleanse Ash's bruise on the had with a grey sponge. "Surely, your love for the halflings has motivated you to choose a weak pair of Cliffhangers… weak enough for them to falter…"

Gandalf looked up, and looked at Saruman thoughtfully. The child started muttering things like, "Mooomy Screwie…where is my laptop plushy wooshie?… Cleff…Yoshinoya…Haagen-Daaz…Legolas…must slash…Frodo…must kill…Arrgh…"

Gandalf stood up and nodded to Saruman. "This is no mere Cliffhanger, Saruman. She will restore balance in the history of the Ring. Whatever may happen. Two friends with a bond of friendship too strong… a promise will never be broken. Their minds work in different ways, Saruman. Whatever you may do… their mission will still be accomplished."

Gandalf turned his back to Saruman, and continued cleaning the child's bruises. The child was in a complete nervous, coma state, but she will be fine. A smug-looking Saruman just "Tsked" his way to his small throne and muttered a small phrase to Gandalf before he left…

"A friendship so strong shall break its bonds… and promise of betrayal will never be broken. Their motive will be shattered…and their quest will break apart. One Cliffhanger cannot restore the fate… if the other chosses an opposite path…"

Ash has come to Middle Earth. Via Isengard.

Ash has awoken, an hour later. She rose up fully, in all morning glory, on a cold stone bed. A series of wizardly arguments sizzled from a nearby room. A cloak of velvet black, wrapped her cold, pale skin, as she made her way through the great iron doors, which opened itselves.

There in a great hall, stood Mithrandir… and a white-cloaked dude… Ash could only identify as Saruman. Their argument sizzle din Ash's mind, as she tried to make out the words…

"But the Palantir is a dangerous tool, Saruman. We do not know who else… may be watching!"

"It determines out future,… the future of the King Of Mordor. Sauron's forces will re-enter, and there is no hope for those who will try to bend the Ring's fate…"

"I have sent them, nine hooded riders…dressed in black… the shall scour the Shire…seize the Ring… and kill the one who carries it."

"No!!!"

Mithrandir… the old man, the frail old adviser who handed them the treachearous book that sent her here…Ash could never forgive him if Clefe lies in a state of danger, just like what she is in… but she will never falter… for this wizard seem to have compassion too… All the doors closed as Mithrandir tried to leave. Saruman held his place as the old, frail wizard turned in to his old friend.

"You cannot bend the will of the Ring, old friend. We must join him. We must join Sauron."

Ash paused. She can feel sizzling anger, for the white figure, sitting calmly, but overly dangerous on the throne. She wanted to leap, pounce, in front of Mithrandir's eyes, and split Saruman's throat open… and blast him to kingdom come.. but as they speak… the black cloak covering Ash's shoulders seem to tighten…to choke… to seize her… to control her…

"Tell me old friend,… When did Saruman the White, had to choose his own reasons for madness?!!"

It was a chaotic moment. Ash stood there, unnoticed, as Mithrandir… pulled out his staff and tried to strike Saruman down… but the other was too strong, he lifted the grey cloaked wizard intot eh air, pinning him to a stone cold wall. Ash can't hold it any longer. She tried to scream, but no words came out.

The epic battle continued. The two wizards try to keep each other off balanced, as they worked their wands out in pure agility. Mithrandir rose from the floor,  bloody headed, as Saruman was thrown out the door, bruised. Mithrandir stood up triumphant, and Ash didn't seem to have reasons for worrying… till Saruman had his staff… Mithrandir was thrown on the pavement… and on all fours, with his head down, glued to the stone pavement… his legas were made to swirl overhead. All of Saruman's torture.

Then,t he words came out Ash's mouth.

"STOP! LEAVE MITHRANDIR ALONE! I ORDER YOU!!!"

Mithrandir continued swiveling skywards, and he was gain pinned on the wall, as a exhausted Saruman turned to look at the child, evilly.

"Look what we have here, Gandalf. The child! Shall I spare her… or shall I make her do the honors of choosing to spare your life… or hers?"

Ash was in total shock as Saruman turned to her in all anger. He twisted his staff viciously, as Gandalf screamed in pain, bloo streaming from the old wizard's forehead. Ash backed off, hitting a thick metal rope, connecting a bell from the overhead ceiling.

"Child! Choose! Your service to Mordor? Or not… your mentor's life?!!" Saruman laughed, as Gandalf swiveled upwards. Ash shook her head, as she look skywards, as she saw the bell hanging fom above… a single sign of hope. But there seems to be no time left. And no choices.

"A promise is a promise… I shall see you in Middle-Earth… and I will never break my stride… I will be a Cliffhanger, like Cleff before me… but it doesn't have to end this way… But our mission will never falter. I have to choose this."

Ash shook her head, as for the first time, tears streamed down her pale face, without her noticing that they exist inside her eyes. "I choose… to be a RingWraith. Of Service to Mordor. In exchange for Gandalf's fate…"

Gandalf was staring at her in pure shock from above. Till only Saruman's evil laugh was heard. Gandalf had no time to look down, as an angry force brought him upwards, towards the endless darkness…

"So may it be." Saruman said gleefully. "Let me inflict to you the way of … PAIN!!!"

As Gandalf plummeted outwards, Ash screamed so loud, that started Saruman. She stumbled backwards, as she took hold on the bell toll for support. The bell rang, and rang, and rang,a nd tolled for ten times…. As darkness engulfed Ash's body… she tolled on the bell continuously, rhyming with Gandalf's screams… as the black cloak covered Ash's body… and her face began to envelope… and become invisible under her hood… till only a pair of tear stained red eyes were left. Crying. Howling. Teething.

There is no space for emotion. For a childlike Ringwraith.

Disclaimer: I got the "bell-tolling-then-she-becomes-invisible-under-the-black-hood-with-only-red-eyes-peering-out" from Goosebumps's Choose Your Own Adventure: Knight In Screaming Armor. It is one of the scray endings that freaked me out and never wanted me to sleep all night. I never read the book again because of that. Cool way to conquer your fears, huh? Put them in your fanfiction!!!

 Treason Two: THE THIRD CLIFFHANGER. Is It Really She?

Setting: Classroom 4-A

Event: Afternoon detention

Detainees:

Clefe McCraig (Missing) Ashley Kennedy (Missing) Shea Sandman (Sleeping and Drooling on the floor)

Teacher-In-Charge: Principal-Who-Knew-English-Too-Little (Sleeping/Drooling)

Status: Torpor

Shea Sandman woke up, after dreaming a totally censored dream about…. Okay. You decide which Lord Of The Rings actor is it: (Viggo, Sean Bean-No Way!, Sean Astin, Billy, Elijah, Orlado, Dominic… can anyone give me ideas? Ian McKellen? I must be crazy…) And if I was correct…

Man-Who-Knew-English-Too-Little had fallen asleep over a small toy book of "Barney's First Adventure", which is a living proof that the Principal really has to return to 1st Grade. *snicker**snicker* No one was watching, but seemed like the two school-trouble makers, McCraig and Kenndy seemed to have escaped a 20 hour detention.

Well, Shea was having fitful dreams (STOP PUTTING IT ALL TOGETHER! Where she gets raped all at the same time by Legolas, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Aragron, Elrond – why the heck are you doing here?!! Anywayz…) When she is woken up by a series of muffled screaming, a loud poof, and the snapping of a heavy book. She rose to see a thick book, titled THE WAR OF THE RING AND THE –

"Oooooohhhh! Tolkien!!!" She hasn't even read the whole title, and you got little Miss Mary Sue screaming. She quickly grabs the book, hugs it, plushy-wooshies it on her cheek, and pries it open.

"Can't-pry-open-" You can hear someone in the audience screaming, "No Shit, Sherlock!"

Somehow, Banana-Peel-Mary-Sueness gets to pry the lid open. "Why is there no words? Is Tolkien fooling around? Why can't I see graphic text saying that Frodo got to do a butt-shot in ROTK…" Oh brother. Can I get away from her? If I throw a stick, will she go away?

She opens it, and a cry of joy escapes her lips. Words began to appear in the first page that read:

Three Elven rings for the one who would be Queen

Seven for the hobbits who would help her do her thing

Nine for the Evil ones who chase her till eternity

One for the Dark Ford waiting on it's Dark Throne (Hitchin' for a ride, don'tcha, Mary Sue?)

In the Land of Mordor where she will Rule

One Ring to rule her all, One Ring To find her,

One Ring to Bring them all to her, and in the Darkness bind them

In the Land of Mordor where fair elves will drool

"Ooooh, an elven poem for me!!! Mary Sue, Many sue… hmmm, that's me! I shall be Queen and to Middle Earth I will go, and the hobbit will all love me, *chuckle* so does the fair elven dough! And then I will rule, and capture their hearts instead…" Oh man, the stupid rhyming of Shea's continue. "And soon as we destroy the evil, nifty little Ring, we'll all end up in BED!!!" *snicker**snicker*

A head appeared on top of the book that totally made the little Mary sue scream. It was Elrond. And he was th eportal to Middle Earth. One pill per person, remember?

"Silence yourself, my deary," Elrond's bobbing head said. "I will still be King of Rivendell, and my little Arwen will be the future Queen! Is that a deal?"

Shea nodded her head, knelt in front of Elrond's head and began to worship him. Oh, sweet horror. Elrond's bobbing disembodied head backed away from her, disbelievingly, and spit out a blue pill at her feet.

"Eeek!" Shea screamed. Like a girl. She looked at the pill and turned to Elrond. "But your Highness, isn't that rude? How can I get to Middle Earth with –" Wrinkles her "pretty" face. "That? Doh!"

Elrond rolled his eyes and said, "Don't argue with me, deary. Through the story you will go, and some of the faith will be untold. You wish will be fulfilled, only that it would be as half as real. Not you will not be a Cliffhanger, but upon heart's foretold, you shall be a dagger. You shall be a tool to the Fellowship, but none will test your upcoming Queenship."

Shea gave him a bewildered look. "Don't look at me like that. Just eat the pill. It's mint." And with the last word, Elrond's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and the disembodied head disappeared.

She picked upt he pill and surveyed it closely. "Yuck. No way I'm eating this." She sniffed it, once, maybe twice. "Oh well," she shrugged. "I'll never see my dear Leggy, or my dear Sam if I don't take this."

And with one gulp, she swallows. "Mint!" she says gleefully, as her glasses fill in with a blue light, engulfing her.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Came the most terrifying scream, that woke up Man-Who-Knew-English-Too-Little, but Shea has departed to Middle Earth. And then cam the most terrifying howl, that you may wonder that it could have come from a terrified mountain or cave troll. Take your pick.

"WHERE HAS ALL MY PUPILS GGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!! MOOOMMYYYYY!!!!

HELLPPPPPPP BARNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Oh my Gosh. The horror.