Deep
By Sistine Chapel
*** Hi everybody! Well, after the first chapter of Deep, I, Sistine Chapel, decided to write another one (and there was much rejoicing among everyone. "Yea!!!!!" said everyone). I don't own LOTR. Ok, now that we got all the legal stuff out of the way, here is Ch. 2 of Deep (rejoicing!!!!)
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Deep wake from her little nap and found herself in a big problem. Well for starters, she wasn't in her room. No, instead she was outside lying on a really, really cold floor. She gave a little shiver. Deep slowly rose her head to survive her surrounding. This is where her problem got a lot worse. There was no ceiling and walls, just the open sky and four giant painfully sharp needles. There was little walking space, so Deep got up ever so carefully. Deep felt a strange wind blow through her hair. She got up and looked at the end of one of the pillars and realized that she was a billion feet from the ground! Deep gave a frightful scream.
I guess this would be a good time to mention Deep's phobia, keyword phobia, of heights. Not like the hobbit- making -uncomfortable -scared -height, but the Oh! -Jesus! -I-am so-scared-that-I-am-going-to-die! scared kind of height. Deep slowly backed away from the edge of the tower toward the center. She bumped into someone. "Oh, great! I bet you this guy put me up here!" Deep thought, "I bet you it is for those crazy reality TV shows! Well, I am going to drop kick this guy's head and show him you don't mess with me, …of, course after he takes me down to the ground first."
Deep gave a little gasp. The person she bumped into was an old man with long white hair and beard that was little black around his lips and ears. He had dark solemn eyes and a sleek black staff in his right hand. He also wore a long flowing white robe. To Deep, he kind of looked like an angel, if you squint one eye and closed the other. "What? It was so not Halloween the last time I checked," thought Deep, " is this another part of the trick?" But Deep knew that this was not a trick. "Greetings, little one," said the old man. He had a soothing and enchanting voice. "Hi," Deep said nervously, "Where am I? And who are you? And…" "Patience, young one! Your questions will be answered one at a time," interrupted the old man. "Ok, where am I?" Deep asked, becoming a little bolder. "You are in Middle Earth, on the tower of Isengard," answered the old man. Isengard, now why did that sound so familiar? …"Wait, did you say 'Middle Earth'… that can't be right… Middle Earth is only in books…and…" Deep began to panic. "Hush my child, "said the old man, "Middle Earth is real, and I brought you here. You have been chosen to go on a quest." "A quest, what? you got the wrong person!" "I am afraid not little one for it is written in the stars…" "You sure? " Deep interrupted. The old man gave her a scornful look. "Oh, sorry." "As I said it was written in the stars about your destiny, I should know, I am one of the wise." The wise, this is getting a little more familiar by the minute. "You have been chosen to help guide the Nine to find a powerful ring and give it back to its rightful owner," said the old man as he looked of into the distance while Deep began to ponder his words. "The Nine, a powerful ring…the rightful owner…" Deep's eyes began to widen. " Excuse me sir, but I still do not know your name?" Deep asked quickly. The old man turned around and faced her and said, "It is Saurman, Suarman the White."
Deep now was in really big trouble. "Master Saurman," Deep asked cautiously, "what if I chose to decline this quest?" Saurman's eyes began to fill with anger. "You will go on this quest!" His enchanting voice turned powerful and evil. "You can't escape! You are now apart of the ring wraiths!" "Ring Wraith!" Deep was shocked. "Yes, a ring wraith, my wraith, you are now the White Ring Wraith of Saurman!" The wind began to howl and the sky darkened. This was too much for Deep, so she did what anyone would do, she fainted.
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Wow, this is exciting. Will Deep become a ring wraith? Will Saurman find the ring? Will Middle Earth be in a bigger pickle, now with this new ring wraith? Will that bus with a horizontal displacement of 86 meters ever make it to the ramp? Find out in the next exciting chapter of Deep! Bye!