A/n: HA! I was sitting here laughing when reading your reactions. It was
a mixed bag, some were hysterical, while others were, yeah, whats gonna
happen, the usual. So I was cracking up. Little funny joke, seeing as I
know whats gonna happen! You all are gonna hate me after reading this
chapter! ::Laughs evilly:: This took a long time! So appreciate it! It
took forever. This chapter may be short, but my creativity stream is being
blocked, and I need to get it unblocked! AH!
The door predicament: I know that the door was unlocked before, but now Merry can't get out of it, well there is no handle on this inside, just on the outside, and the door opens inward, and without a handle, you can't open the door, so they are stuck!
The dream actually makes sense! OK, the climbing up the ladder is the climb up the steps to get to the top. The Pippin falling part is a metaphor for the fact that Pippin was alive, and he was dying, and there was nothing that he could do about it. be honest. did anyone else think of that huh?
Thank you to:
Deortheod - I'm sorry. :`( See I'm crying, really sorry! I'm updating!
Love park - I sooo agree. That is soooo stupid!!! The STUPID BUCKS Won, (sorry to all the Bucks fans), but I mean I wasn't rooting for anyone, I was watching for the commercials!! Lol, anyways. I pull these ideas out of a hat. I think that it would be boring if they just get in there get Pip and get out, which was my original idea, but this makes it funnier and more interesting! I loved that part, "And don't do anything stupid!"
Kawai Hikari - lol, running around like a headless chicken eh? I love singing Pippin, I love that scene, I have it on tape, so I can transfer it to CD, so that I can listen to it, along with the Sam speech at the end of LotR 2, that is sooo good. then again, Sean Astin is cool too!
Mrs. Emery Waterman - I know they were off, I'm having trouble finding time to write, with all the stinking homework, I have no time with basketball and karate, but I'm finding time.
Xena - ::covers ears:: The dreams are supposed to scare you. wait, they get scarier, and hey, could they be the telling of the future? Hmmm. thinking, lol and please, don't have a heart attack.
QTpie-pippinsgurl - Thanks, I didn't have my DVD, so I couldn't get the information, but I have it now! Nice little change of attitude there. lol
Disclaimer: Me No Own Lord of the Rings, but I do own this plot!
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CHAPTER 7: Too Late?
Merry set Pippin down and walked over to the door. It was closed, and now there was no way out. He collapsed against the wall. It was too late. They had come true.
He began to cry again. Those words still echoing in his head, "Merry, do you not understand? He has me, and I need to fight him, not you, not anybody else. Me!" The truth was, Merry did understand, but he didn't want to comprehend. He didn't want his little cousin doing this all by himself.
"I have to go now." Merry's heart nearly stopped when he heard those words. Pippin knew he was going.
He looked over at Pippin. He couldn't be gone. It wouldn't be right. He crawled over to him and hugged his body. It was very warm. He had an extremely high fever.
"But," thought Merry, "That means that Pippin is still alive. I'm not too late, now I just got to get out of here." That was when he heard a scream coming from outside the door.
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The shouting stopped, and the door opened. Merry held his breath.
Legolas walked in. "Merry, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, but Pippin is not."
"What happened?" asked Legolas.
"I don't know. He is burning with fever and I think he lost consciousness."
Legolas let out a sigh of relief, at least it was treatable, or so he thought, "Enough hanging around here, we should get out, the guard's scream probably alerted the others. I'll take Pippin, get ready to fight. The walked towards the door.
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and went out.
As Legolas guessed, they heard the shouts of orcs, advancing up the staircases.
"Merry," whispered Legolas, "Draw your sword, and get ready to fight. there is no other way out."
A look of fear appeared in Merry's eyes. "Do not worry, just fight, and don't stop."
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Five minutes later, the pounding of thee orc steps grew louder and louder. Yet, it didn't sound like many were sent. Merry held his breath, this was what he was waiting for, and yet it seemed as though he didn't want it to come. All his childhood, he dreamed of rescuing his friend and fighting to protect him, now living it, it was a whole lot scarier.
"Don't give up." Said Merry to himself, "Best friends don't give up, and I'm not about to." Then, the first orc charged at Merry.
A clash of steel, and the fight had begun. Now, the odds were that Merry wouldn't win, due to the size issue, but Merry was smarter than the orc. He knew that he needed to out smart it, rather than fight.
The orc lunged at him, sword raised, and Merry dodged under him, sending the orc falling to the ground. Merry got a quick glance over at Legolas. He was killing orcs left and right, but he had a bow and arrow. The number of live orcs remaining was low, but Merry took the chance while the orc was down to slash it's neck, and kill it.
An orc that Legolas missed came after Merry, who wasn't paying attention, and threw him to the ground. It advanced towards him weapon raised. It inched closer and closer to Merry. Merry was petrified, he couldn't move, fear had overcome him.
Merry saw the weapon come down as though to take his head off. He rolled and it missed, but instead got him in his left arm. He felt blood run down his arm. "LEGOLAS!" he screamed. Legolas turned to look at Merry, and shot a bow and arrow at the orc, who was trying to finish the job off.
That was it, the last orc. There were none left. Legolas picked up Pippin and ran over Merry. "How does it feel?"
"It hurts, but we need to get out of here." Said Merry, calmly.
"Merry, can you walk?"
"Yeah, my legs are fine, it's my arm that I'm worried about, is Pip ok?"
Legolas knew that he was worried about Pippin, but not as worried as this, "I don't know, he is the same as before."
"We need to get out, lets go," said Merry, trying to stand up, and found that he needed his arms to prop himself up. Legolas reached out and took his right hand, and helped him up. "Thank you." Said Merry, as he grabbed onto his elbow, "I'll be alright."
But the truth was, it burned. It burned a lot. Merry was putting on his, I am not hurt face, as a way to cover it up from himself. He knew himself better than anyone knew him, and if he let himself believe that he was hurt really badly, he would want to give up, and that is one thing that he couldn't afford to do. They started down the steps.
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Legolas was surprised at Merry's strength. All the times he nearly fell, but he continued on, until they reached the small hole in the wall. Legolas and Merry crawled through it. They climbed up the hill, and Merry collapsed after reaching the top.
Merry looked up at Legolas' concerned face, "I'm fine," he reassured, "Just tired."
Legolas, did not believe him, "You can not walk any more."
"NO!" said Merry, "I am fine."
"I don't care, you are exhausted, and we need to move faster."
Merry couldn't fight back, and let Legolas take him in his other arm, and they ran off at a brisk pace.
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"It is getting dark." Said Frodo, "Where are they?"
"I don't know," admitted Aragorn, "I wish I did, but now we can just wait and hope."
"I won't forgive myself if something happened to any of them."
"Why Frodo, it is not your fault."
"Yes, it is. I should have left them in Farmer Maggots' field."
"No, they came on their own. It was none of your doing."
"Yes, but."
"You see, they came because they wanted to, it is not your fault, now I know we didn't do any real fighting because the very few that were sent were defeated easily by the elves, but you still look tired."
"Look tired, I am wrought with worry."
"Do not worry, just try to get some rest." Said Aragorn as he walked off.
"I can't."
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Frodo, who didn't want to sleep, because he wanted to be awake when Merry and Legolas returned, hopefully with Pippin, fell asleep. Exhaustion, this was the cause of everything. Sleep, everyone wanted it, and in ways it was good but in others bad.
"Aragorn," whispered Legolas.
"Legolas?" asked Aragorn.
"Yes, we need help."
"What do you mean?"
"We met up with orcs, and did not fare well. I am fine, but the other two are not."
The other two, that means that Pippin is with them.
Legolas walked up to the fire that had been lit.
"We're here." Said a voice from Legolas' left, "You can put me down now."
Legolas put Merry down, who seethed with pain.
"Merry," said Aragorn, "What is wrong?"
"Nothing," said Merry quickly, "Just a scratch" **
Aragorn went over to Merry, and looked at his arm, "This is just a scratch? It is deep and still bleeding,"
"I'm fine!" said Merry, "There is nothing wrong."
"Do not lie," said Legolas, "We were ambushed by orcs, and he took one on, and it tried to kill him. It needs to be wrapped quickly."
Aragorn said nothing, and quickly to work. "Where is Pippin?" he asked.
"Not as good," said Legolas.
"What happened?"
"I do not actually know, but he is burning up, and Merry thinks that he is unconscious. He was there I guess, and knows better than I, what happened."
Aragorn had finished wrapping Merry's arm, "Where is he?"
Legolas, who was still holding Pippin, handed him over to Aragorn.
"It is worse than I though. We need to get him to professional help, I can not heal this. We have one horse. I will take him and ride to Lothlorien, you lead the others back, at a steadier pace, I would come with you, but this is an emergency."
Legolas under stood and nodded his head. Aragorn got onto the horse, and Legolas handed Pippin to him. "Namaarie. Ride fast."
With that, Aragorn galloped off.
"Is it too late?" asked Merry.
"I do not know. Aragorn seems worried, but Pippin is strong, he will be fine." Said Legolas, putting on a strong face.
Merry bit his lip, "Get some sleep," said Legolas, "We will leave tomorrow."
Merry put his hand up to his arm. It still burned. His face contorted, and he looked at it. Aragorn had cleared it of most of the blood, and had bandaged it tightly, yet he knew that under the cloth, it was still bleeding.
Suddenly, Merry felt light headed and dizzy, and put his head on the ground, trying to make it stop. He threw his hands up on top of his head. It wouldn't stop. He closed his eyes. The dizziness refused to stop and he felt himself stop thinking all together. He was falling, or at least that was what it felt like. Falling, and not stopping.
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A/n: Ending it there. see they aren't dead, but they can be!! HA HA HA!!!! Sorry about the length, my mind is dying, and I can't think straight, homework and school is mutilating the creativeness of my mind!! Plus, I have Macbeth running through my mind! All that death! AH!!
** - OK, that reminded me of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. The black knight!! He is hysterical!
I better go, it took me long enough to finish this chapter! No quote, because I can't fins any right now, sorry!
The door predicament: I know that the door was unlocked before, but now Merry can't get out of it, well there is no handle on this inside, just on the outside, and the door opens inward, and without a handle, you can't open the door, so they are stuck!
The dream actually makes sense! OK, the climbing up the ladder is the climb up the steps to get to the top. The Pippin falling part is a metaphor for the fact that Pippin was alive, and he was dying, and there was nothing that he could do about it. be honest. did anyone else think of that huh?
Thank you to:
Deortheod - I'm sorry. :`( See I'm crying, really sorry! I'm updating!
Love park - I sooo agree. That is soooo stupid!!! The STUPID BUCKS Won, (sorry to all the Bucks fans), but I mean I wasn't rooting for anyone, I was watching for the commercials!! Lol, anyways. I pull these ideas out of a hat. I think that it would be boring if they just get in there get Pip and get out, which was my original idea, but this makes it funnier and more interesting! I loved that part, "And don't do anything stupid!"
Kawai Hikari - lol, running around like a headless chicken eh? I love singing Pippin, I love that scene, I have it on tape, so I can transfer it to CD, so that I can listen to it, along with the Sam speech at the end of LotR 2, that is sooo good. then again, Sean Astin is cool too!
Mrs. Emery Waterman - I know they were off, I'm having trouble finding time to write, with all the stinking homework, I have no time with basketball and karate, but I'm finding time.
Xena - ::covers ears:: The dreams are supposed to scare you. wait, they get scarier, and hey, could they be the telling of the future? Hmmm. thinking, lol and please, don't have a heart attack.
QTpie-pippinsgurl - Thanks, I didn't have my DVD, so I couldn't get the information, but I have it now! Nice little change of attitude there. lol
Disclaimer: Me No Own Lord of the Rings, but I do own this plot!
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CHAPTER 7: Too Late?
Merry set Pippin down and walked over to the door. It was closed, and now there was no way out. He collapsed against the wall. It was too late. They had come true.
He began to cry again. Those words still echoing in his head, "Merry, do you not understand? He has me, and I need to fight him, not you, not anybody else. Me!" The truth was, Merry did understand, but he didn't want to comprehend. He didn't want his little cousin doing this all by himself.
"I have to go now." Merry's heart nearly stopped when he heard those words. Pippin knew he was going.
He looked over at Pippin. He couldn't be gone. It wouldn't be right. He crawled over to him and hugged his body. It was very warm. He had an extremely high fever.
"But," thought Merry, "That means that Pippin is still alive. I'm not too late, now I just got to get out of here." That was when he heard a scream coming from outside the door.
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The shouting stopped, and the door opened. Merry held his breath.
Legolas walked in. "Merry, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, but Pippin is not."
"What happened?" asked Legolas.
"I don't know. He is burning with fever and I think he lost consciousness."
Legolas let out a sigh of relief, at least it was treatable, or so he thought, "Enough hanging around here, we should get out, the guard's scream probably alerted the others. I'll take Pippin, get ready to fight. The walked towards the door.
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A/n: Wouldn't it be funny if the door closed?
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and went out.
As Legolas guessed, they heard the shouts of orcs, advancing up the staircases.
"Merry," whispered Legolas, "Draw your sword, and get ready to fight. there is no other way out."
A look of fear appeared in Merry's eyes. "Do not worry, just fight, and don't stop."
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Five minutes later, the pounding of thee orc steps grew louder and louder. Yet, it didn't sound like many were sent. Merry held his breath, this was what he was waiting for, and yet it seemed as though he didn't want it to come. All his childhood, he dreamed of rescuing his friend and fighting to protect him, now living it, it was a whole lot scarier.
"Don't give up." Said Merry to himself, "Best friends don't give up, and I'm not about to." Then, the first orc charged at Merry.
A clash of steel, and the fight had begun. Now, the odds were that Merry wouldn't win, due to the size issue, but Merry was smarter than the orc. He knew that he needed to out smart it, rather than fight.
The orc lunged at him, sword raised, and Merry dodged under him, sending the orc falling to the ground. Merry got a quick glance over at Legolas. He was killing orcs left and right, but he had a bow and arrow. The number of live orcs remaining was low, but Merry took the chance while the orc was down to slash it's neck, and kill it.
An orc that Legolas missed came after Merry, who wasn't paying attention, and threw him to the ground. It advanced towards him weapon raised. It inched closer and closer to Merry. Merry was petrified, he couldn't move, fear had overcome him.
Merry saw the weapon come down as though to take his head off. He rolled and it missed, but instead got him in his left arm. He felt blood run down his arm. "LEGOLAS!" he screamed. Legolas turned to look at Merry, and shot a bow and arrow at the orc, who was trying to finish the job off.
That was it, the last orc. There were none left. Legolas picked up Pippin and ran over Merry. "How does it feel?"
"It hurts, but we need to get out of here." Said Merry, calmly.
"Merry, can you walk?"
"Yeah, my legs are fine, it's my arm that I'm worried about, is Pip ok?"
Legolas knew that he was worried about Pippin, but not as worried as this, "I don't know, he is the same as before."
"We need to get out, lets go," said Merry, trying to stand up, and found that he needed his arms to prop himself up. Legolas reached out and took his right hand, and helped him up. "Thank you." Said Merry, as he grabbed onto his elbow, "I'll be alright."
But the truth was, it burned. It burned a lot. Merry was putting on his, I am not hurt face, as a way to cover it up from himself. He knew himself better than anyone knew him, and if he let himself believe that he was hurt really badly, he would want to give up, and that is one thing that he couldn't afford to do. They started down the steps.
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Legolas was surprised at Merry's strength. All the times he nearly fell, but he continued on, until they reached the small hole in the wall. Legolas and Merry crawled through it. They climbed up the hill, and Merry collapsed after reaching the top.
Merry looked up at Legolas' concerned face, "I'm fine," he reassured, "Just tired."
Legolas, did not believe him, "You can not walk any more."
"NO!" said Merry, "I am fine."
"I don't care, you are exhausted, and we need to move faster."
Merry couldn't fight back, and let Legolas take him in his other arm, and they ran off at a brisk pace.
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"It is getting dark." Said Frodo, "Where are they?"
"I don't know," admitted Aragorn, "I wish I did, but now we can just wait and hope."
"I won't forgive myself if something happened to any of them."
"Why Frodo, it is not your fault."
"Yes, it is. I should have left them in Farmer Maggots' field."
"No, they came on their own. It was none of your doing."
"Yes, but."
"You see, they came because they wanted to, it is not your fault, now I know we didn't do any real fighting because the very few that were sent were defeated easily by the elves, but you still look tired."
"Look tired, I am wrought with worry."
"Do not worry, just try to get some rest." Said Aragorn as he walked off.
"I can't."
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Frodo, who didn't want to sleep, because he wanted to be awake when Merry and Legolas returned, hopefully with Pippin, fell asleep. Exhaustion, this was the cause of everything. Sleep, everyone wanted it, and in ways it was good but in others bad.
"Aragorn," whispered Legolas.
"Legolas?" asked Aragorn.
"Yes, we need help."
"What do you mean?"
"We met up with orcs, and did not fare well. I am fine, but the other two are not."
The other two, that means that Pippin is with them.
Legolas walked up to the fire that had been lit.
"We're here." Said a voice from Legolas' left, "You can put me down now."
Legolas put Merry down, who seethed with pain.
"Merry," said Aragorn, "What is wrong?"
"Nothing," said Merry quickly, "Just a scratch" **
Aragorn went over to Merry, and looked at his arm, "This is just a scratch? It is deep and still bleeding,"
"I'm fine!" said Merry, "There is nothing wrong."
"Do not lie," said Legolas, "We were ambushed by orcs, and he took one on, and it tried to kill him. It needs to be wrapped quickly."
Aragorn said nothing, and quickly to work. "Where is Pippin?" he asked.
"Not as good," said Legolas.
"What happened?"
"I do not actually know, but he is burning up, and Merry thinks that he is unconscious. He was there I guess, and knows better than I, what happened."
Aragorn had finished wrapping Merry's arm, "Where is he?"
Legolas, who was still holding Pippin, handed him over to Aragorn.
"It is worse than I though. We need to get him to professional help, I can not heal this. We have one horse. I will take him and ride to Lothlorien, you lead the others back, at a steadier pace, I would come with you, but this is an emergency."
Legolas under stood and nodded his head. Aragorn got onto the horse, and Legolas handed Pippin to him. "Namaarie. Ride fast."
With that, Aragorn galloped off.
"Is it too late?" asked Merry.
"I do not know. Aragorn seems worried, but Pippin is strong, he will be fine." Said Legolas, putting on a strong face.
Merry bit his lip, "Get some sleep," said Legolas, "We will leave tomorrow."
Merry put his hand up to his arm. It still burned. His face contorted, and he looked at it. Aragorn had cleared it of most of the blood, and had bandaged it tightly, yet he knew that under the cloth, it was still bleeding.
Suddenly, Merry felt light headed and dizzy, and put his head on the ground, trying to make it stop. He threw his hands up on top of his head. It wouldn't stop. He closed his eyes. The dizziness refused to stop and he felt himself stop thinking all together. He was falling, or at least that was what it felt like. Falling, and not stopping.
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A/n: Ending it there. see they aren't dead, but they can be!! HA HA HA!!!! Sorry about the length, my mind is dying, and I can't think straight, homework and school is mutilating the creativeness of my mind!! Plus, I have Macbeth running through my mind! All that death! AH!!
** - OK, that reminded me of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. The black knight!! He is hysterical!
I better go, it took me long enough to finish this chapter! No quote, because I can't fins any right now, sorry!