~I don't own anything...give up!....~
*Note to Lori! I was planning on Toni having orcs for a while *_* you read my mind, so don't feel too bad, it was my evil plot that made it concrete...
Ana will not stay away for long. I have to work out why, though.
Lol...when you suggested to be added in...you did it at the exact time it was possible. Yet again, that freaked me out a little....but if the shoe fits ^_^
And yes, Jalinania will do her part. Strange really, there I was, about to type a warm & fuzzy convo between Arwen & Toni, and in she waltzed. walked. whatever. Ana's gonna have some fun at Lorien. Just a warning. (Glow in the dark condoms were packed...need i say more?) ^___^
Oh, Toni's answer to you having Legolas? *Toni stands up, a chainsaw in each hand.* Aragon? *Arwen stands up, her elvish bow in her hands, and sends a arrow over your head* Ok. Perhaps Bomior. Or one of the new characters. (Or Gandalf, or Gimli...)
WARNING: Sexual references if that's what you want to call it...^o^ ^_^
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"Two months!" Antonia advanced on Legolas, who got up from the table hurriedly. "But the movie...you left the day after! Didn't you?"
"Movie?" Legolas backed off, as she approached him.
"Nothing." Antonia passed him, and pulled out a hard-backed book. She flipped through it for a while, then threw it down in disgust. "Damm. Your right."
"Of course I'm right." Legolas sat back down. "Toni? We cannot make love, until after the quest."
"Why?"
"You might get pregnant."
"Oh..." Antonia grinned.
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Ana took the news happily. Two months! Ana pulled out a couple of boxes, and razors. Those hobbits wouldn't get away.
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Legolas looked down in disgust. "No."
Antonia looked up. "Why not?"
"I am not...with that..." Legolas stared at the instructions. "No."
"But...flavors! Banana. Choccy!"
"Toni..." Legolas threw the instructions down. "Please?"
Antonia stood up, and his breath caught, as he watched her walk naked towards the candles. She blew them out, and the little thing in her hand glowed green.
"Legolas?" She called. "I can't see!"
Legolas laughed, and got up from the bed. Thanking the Valor for his night sight, he took her hand, and led her towards the bed. Antonia pushed him down, and he watched her roll it in. Soon, a large, green coc...ahhhemm...was glowing in the darkness, poking upward. Antonia stood up, satisfied.
"Good." She laughed, as he groaned in disgust. "No babies."
Legolas peered down. "It looks...dangerous to me..."
Antonia laughed. "It probably is. But if you don't want me to test it..."
"Just get down here!" He pulled her down, on top of him.
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In, the meantime, Ana crawled through the balcony door, and stood up. Two hobbits lay, sleeping. She grinned, wickedly.
She stuffed a cloth into Pippin's mouth, and tied him up. Then she did the same with Merry. They watched her advance on them, with a jar of warm, sticky golden liquid, a smooth wooden spoon, and strips of fabric.
"No-one, and I mean no-one should ever have hairy feet." She growled lowly, and they whimpered as she kneeled next to them.
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Elrond heard muffled cries for help, nearby in the hobbit quarters. He rushed in, and stood, a little shocked at what he saw.
Ana looked up. Pippin & Merry had long strips of white fabric on their feet, chest, arms, and hands, and legs.
"Ana." Elrond raised an eyebrow. "Take the material off the hobbits, and go back to your room."
Ana smiled sheepishly. "I got a little...carried away..."
"Off. Now."
Ana pouted, but it was replaced by a sadistic smile. "Okay." She ripped the fabric off, one by one, the hobbits screaming. Elrond sighed, seeing thick hair on the other side, stuck to some strange substance. The hobbits whimpered, looking at their baby bare arms, feet, legs, chest, and hands.
"Much better." Ana waved goodbye, and bolted for the safety of Figwit's arms.
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"Look Lord Elrond." Pippin whined. "If we don't leave soon, who knows what she does to us!"
Elrond sighed, and nodded. "Fine. I'll send the fellowship in a few days. I was hoping for better weather but..."
"Isn't there anything you can do for us?" Merry held a strip of his hair.
"I am sorry Merridoc. There is nothing."
Elrond sent them out, waited a few seconds, then burst into laugher. He picked up the boxes, still with a great deal of the stuff on them, and wrapped them up. Arwen would love them."
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A couple of days later, the members of Elrond's house stood around somberly, as the fellowship left Rivendel, on a dull, cold day. Ana was crying, this was the first time the twins had been separated for so long. Figwit watched, his arms around his moody, pregnant love.
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They traveled for days, and days, seeing only the same landscape. Finally, one night, Antonia got bored.
"Legolas?" She murmured into his neck, as they sat next to the fire. "Let's have some fun."
Legolas nodded, and led her into the woods.
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Aragon took a bite of the bread, as he listened to the hobbits talk about food. No, stealing food. Suddenly, he glimpsed a green thing, moving through the trees. It was long, thick, and about three feet off the ground, hovering smoothly. It vanished, slowly, from the tip to the end, and it was the last he saw of it.
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The sun came out a few days later. The Fellowship stopped, at as Antonia called it, a rocky playground, and Boromir started teaching Merry and Pippin to sword fight. Antonia climbed up the rocks.
"Two, one, five. Good! Very good."
Aragorn, added, while smoking; "Move your feet!"
Merry grinned at Pippin. "You look good, Pippin."
"Thanks!" Pippin answered, and Merry took over.
Boromir spoke up. "Faster."
Gimli stood up, and went to Gandalf. "If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they're not, I'd say we were taking the long way round. Gandalf! We could pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome."
"No, Gimli. I would not take the road through Moria unless I had no other choice." Gandalf answered.
Legolas stopped worrying over Antonia, and ran to a rock, peering at something. Boromir started fighting with Pippin. He hit him.
Pippin growled, as blood appeared. "Ahhh!"
Boromir answered quickly, as two little evil hobbit eyes looked up, mischief in them. "Sorry."
Pippin ignored him. "Get him!"
Merry grinned, and attacked him. "Arr, ow... For the Shire!"
Pippin laughed. "Hold him. Hold him down, Merry!"
Merry cried out, in response. "You've got my arm! You've got my arm!"
Sam stood up, looking at what Legolas was peering at. "What is that?"
Gimli answered, dismissing it. "Nothing. It's just a wisp of cloud."
Boromir stopped beating up the hobbits, his smile melting. "It's moving fast. Against the wind."
Antonia jumped down, and stood next to Legolas. He gripped her hand tight, as he recognized what they were.
Legolas called to them. "Crebain from Duneland!"
Aragorn cried out "HIDE!"
Boromir called; "Merry!"
Aragorn grabbed Frodo. "Frodo! Hurry! Take cover!
Sam put out the fire, and took the pan of sausages with him, while Frodo, Aragorn hid under rock. Antonia was pulled under the bush, by Legolas, his body blocking hers.
The Crebain circled the rocks, and flew off.
Gandalf stood up. "Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras."
"Where's Antonia and Legolas?"
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They started up the horrible snowy mountain. Antonia kept glaring at Legolas, who walked along the ground, like it was plain dirt, while she kept falling. The hobbits were having the same problems. Finally, Frodo fell, and tumbled down, hitting Aragon hard.
"Frodo!" Aragon pulled him up, and placed his hands on his shoulders. Frodo brushed the snow off, and felt for the ring. Antonia's heart sank, as she watched Boromir pick it up by the chain.
Aragorn called to him sharply, as his expression went dreamy. "Boromir."
Boromir ignored him. "It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing." He went to touch it.
Aragorn snapped again. "Boromir! Give the Ring to Frodo.
Boromir looked up, and slowly walked to Frodo. "As you wish." He held out the ring, and Frodo grabbed it. "I care not." He laughed, and ruffled Frodo's hair, and walked off.
Aragorn took his hand off the hilt of his sword.
Antonia remembered to breathe, and smiled. She gathered a snowball in her hands, and threw it at Aragon.
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Legolas walked ahead, easily, while the others plowed through the snow. A blizzard raged all around the tiny path. Gandalf and the others and finding it difficult to walk in the snow. Aragorn and Boromir are holding two Hobbits each, and it seems that without their help, the Hobbits would be blown off the mountain. Then we hear a voice, though we cannot make out the words.
Legolas stepped forward, and held his face in the air. "There is a fell voice on the air."
Gandalf listened for a second, and called back. "It's Saruman!"
Rocks fell just centimeters from the edge of the cliff, and Legolas pulled Antonia up, wrapping his arm around her. Aragon called over to Gandalf
"He's trying to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!"
Gandalf answered. "No!!" He got up beside Legolas and Antonia, and shouted out in elvish.
A avalanche fell on the fellowship, and one by one, they dug themselves out. Antonia dug the wrong way, and found herself lugged out, feet first by Legolas and Aragon.
Boromir shouted to Gandalf. "We must get off the mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan! Or take the west road to my city!"
Aragorn patted Antonia's shoulder, and shouted back. "The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard."
Gimli looked pleased, and made his suggestion again. "We cannot pass over a mountain. Let us go under it! Let us go through the Mines of Moria."
Gandalf looked down at the half-frozen Frodo. "Let the Ring-bearer decide... Frodo"
Frodo looked up at him and answered confidently. "We will go through the mines."
Gandalf nodded. "So be it."
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After a long, walk down the mountain, and three times worth of one hundred bottles of mead on the wall, they reached a dark, and creepy place.
Gimli looked up at the tall black wall. "The walls of Moria." He breathed out, impressed.
Gandalf looked around, and stopped in front of a part of the wall. "Well, let's see... Ithildin. It mirrors only starlight and moonlight." At that moment, the clouds passed, and moonlight gave the place a cold look. The door slowly started to glow. "It reads: "The doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak friend and enter."
"What do you suppose that means?" Merry asked, and heard a snort from Antonia.
Gandalf answered him. "Oh, it's quite simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password, and the doors will open. Annon Edhellen edro hi ammen!" //Gate of the Elves open now for me!// "Ando Eldarinwa a lasta quettanya, Fenda Casarinwa!" //Gate of Elves listen to my word, Threshold of Dwarves!//
Aragorn walked back to the pony and Sam. "Mines are no place for a pony. Even one so brave as Bill." He softly told Sam, taking baggage off Bill.
Sam stroked the pony's face, as he took off the halter. "Bye bye, Bill." He sounded very sad, and Aragon gently turned the pony back.
Aragorn "Go on, Bill. Go on. Don't worry Sam. He knows the way home."
Antonia looked over, and saw Pippin and Sam throwing stones. She hurriedly went to Aragon, and he nodded, and gripped a collar.
Aragorn snapped at them. "Do not disturb the water."
Gandalf plunked down, taking off his hat. "Oh, it's useless."
Antonia rolled her eyes, and whispered to Frodo, who's eyes lit up, and walked towards the door.
Frodo. "It's a riddle. Speak 'friend', and enter. What's the Elvish word for friend?"
Gandalf looked up. "Mellon."
Antonia ran in, dragging Legolas with her. The fellowship followed.
Gimli walked in proudly. "Soon, Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves! Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone! This, my friend, is the home of my cousin Balin. And they call it a mine. A MINE!"
Boromir paused. "This is no mine. It's a tomb."
Light fell in, reveling rotting corpses.
Gimli looked down, and saw a dwarf dead at his feet. "No! Nooo! NOOOO!"
Antonia went in further. Legolas stepped forward, and picked up a arrow.
"Goblins!"
Boromir called to them all, panic rising in his voice. "We make for the Gap of Rohan. We should never have come here! Now get out of here! Get out!!"
Everyone except Antonia backed out. Legolas went to get her, and found her gripping her sword tightly.
"Come on melamin." He called gently, but was interrupted by screams and shouts outside.
"Strider!"
Frodo was suspended in the air, Bomior and Aragon in the water, cutting tentacles. Legolas started to shoot the tentacles with his bow, while Antonia grabbed Merry, Sam and Pippin, pulling them inside. Aragorn cut off the tentacle that was holding Frodo, and Boromir caught him as he fell.
Gandalf yelled. "Into the mines!!!"
Boromir called to Legolas, who was still shooting the creature. "Legolas! Into the cave!"
Antonia added. "Run!"
The creature followed them, and the door crumbled around it as it tried to reach them. All light vanished, and Antonia found herself with three hobbits holding her arm.
Gandalf spoke up in the darkness. "We now have but one choice." He made his staff light up, and continued. "We must face the long dark of Moria. Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. Quietly now. It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed."
Antonia smiled, as Legolas pulled the hobbits off, and kissed her gently. They started up.
"Are you ok melamin?"
"I'm just dandy." Antonia smiled shakily. "Apart from the fact that I'm afraid of the dark, ghosts, and heights, and...oh yes! Small spaces! I'm fine..."
Legolas took her arm. "I'll take care of you..."
"Hmm...take care of those three first." She nodded up to where Pippin had slipped, and fallen onto Merry.
"Pippin!"
Finally they came to a little opening, where three passages stood darkly.
Gandalf sat down. "I have no memory of this place."
Antonia sat in Legolas's lap, and he rested his chin on her neck, his arms around her waist.
"Are you really scared of heights?" He asked.
"Petrified."
"This is a mine. I do not think you have to worry."
A snort from Gimli, and Antonia shook her head.
"You'd be surprised. Dwarfs are amazing craftsmen. I have heard of this 'mine'...it is not all tunnel and no art."
Gimli nodded at her, smiling.
Pippin's voice interrupted them.
"I'm hungry."
Antonia pulled out a choccy bar, (A 1kg one! ^_^) and divided it into bits. Pippin bit into his, and his eyes lit up.
"Can I have more?"
"If your a good boy, I might give you more later." Antonia grinned, as she watched choccy give her a slave.
Legolas smiled, as she put her bit in her mouth. He kissed her, long and passionate, and they shared the piece, as it melted.
"Hmm..." Antonia broke away, smiling. "I love choccy."
Gandalf interrupted them. "Eh - it's that way."
Merry stood up. "He's remembered.
Gandalf answered him, humor in his voice. "No, but the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Merridoc, always follow your nose. Let me risk a little more light."
The light on his staff brightened, and they found themselves in a great hallway, with tall pillars, as far as the eye could see. "Behold the great realm of the Dwarf-city of Dwarrowdelf."
Sam breathed out slowly. "There's an eye opener, and no mistake."
The group walked on, but soon Gimli saw a doorway to the side, littered with dead orcs. Gimli ran through the door into a chamber.
Gandalf called. "Gimli!"
Gimli ignored him, reading a inscription, and started banging his helmet on the coffin. "No! Oh, no! No." He started crying, and Antonia kneeled next to him, offering choccy and a hug.
Gandalf read it out. "'Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria.' He is dead then. It's as I feared."
Gandalf gave Pippin his hat and staff.
Legolas looked to where Antonia was trying to get Gimli up, and out. He turned to Aragon. "We must move on. We cannot linger."
Gandalf picked up a tome, and started reading. "They have taken the bridge and the second hall. We have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out. They are coming."
Pippin backed up, and touched a skeleton by a well. It fell in, followed by it's chain causing a great deal of noise.
Gandalf snatched his hat and staff back. "Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity."
Antonia glared at Gandalf, and snuck Pippin a piece of choccy.
Drumming noises filled the place, and Frodo's sword glowed blue.
Sam looked down, and saw the blue blade. "Frodo!"
Legolas looked down, and added. "Orcs."
Boromir ran to the door and two arrows narrowly missed his head.
Aragorn pushed the hobbits back, to Gandalf. "Get back! Stay close to Gandalf!"
Legolas, Boromir, Aragorn and Antonia started to bar the door.
Boromir groaned, as they did it. "They have a cave-troll."
They barred the doors, then stand facing them, their bows and swords out. Legolas pushed Antonia behind him, to her discust.
Gimli stood on the coffin, the chocolate getting to him. "Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath."
They started to shot arrows through the door, until orcs poured in. Legolas growled, as Antonia started to fight.
"Don't worry about me!" She yelled at him. "I've gotta belt!"
Legolas shook his head, but left her, as she was doing fine.
Antonia sliced the orcs, a sick rush of adrenaline beating through her. Three advanced on her, three lost their heads. Another advanced on her...she tripped over a head, and bruised her bum. A orc dug his sword into her chest, and she screamed. A axe send his head flying, and Gimli helped her up.
"You alright?" He asked, and she nodded...and pointed to the door as a cave troll smashed the stonework around it. Gimli rushed off, and she kept fighting, ignoring the ragged breathing or the blood creeping into her mouth.
"Frodo!" Aragorn's yell came, but Antonia ignored him, and slayed the last of the orcs.
Nearby, the orc fell down, a arrow from it's throat.
Antonia turned, panting to where Frodo lay. Aragorn had crawled to him.
"Oh no." He turned him over, and Frodo looked up.
Sam gasped. "He's alive."
Antonia shrugged. "He was winded. Duh."
Frodo held his stomach, and sat up. "I'm all right. I'm not hurt."
Aragorn looked at him in wonder. "You should be dead. That spear would have skewered a wild boar."
Gandalf smiled. "I think there's more to this Hobbit than meets the eye."
"A personality, and a heart?" Antonia smiled, as Mithril was shown.
Gimli's mouth dropped. "Mithril! You are full of surprises, Master Baggins!"
More orcs were heard, and Gandalf straightened. "To the bridge of Khazad-dum!"
Antonia ran with them, pulling her black cape around her, to hide the red patch growing on her clothing. Orcs surrounded them quickly. But from the end of the hallway, a red glow slowly covered the walls. The Orcs ran. Legolas held his bow out, ready, but soon lowered it, as he recognized what it was.
Boromir stared at it. "What is this new devilry?"
Gandalf answered shakily. "A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!"
They ran, Antonia ignoring everything now. The pain was growing, and it took all her strength to fight it.
Gandalf's voice came through the growing haze. "Lead them on, Aragorn. The bridge is near. Do as I say!! Swords are no more use here!"
They all moved on, down the horrible staircase. They came to a break in the rock. Legolas jumped the gap, and stood ready to help the others over. Antonia's stomach lurched at the sight.
Legolas gestured to Gandalf. "Gandalf!"
Boromir picked up Antonia, and threw her across. Legolas caught her, kissed her, and started shooting arrows at the orcs.
Bomoir looked over at Merry and Pippin. "Merry! Pippin!" He held one of them with each hand, and jumped over with them. Legolas helped them over on the other side. Rock crumbled away as they jumped.
Aragorn looked at Sam. "Sam." He threw him over the edge, to Boromir. (He tosses Sam over the gap.)
Gimli glared at him. "Nobody tosses a dwarf." He tried to jump the gap, but almost fell into the abyss. Legolas grabbed him by beard. "Not the beard!!!"
Aragorn realized Frodo was still there, as more crumbled away. "Frodo!"
Aragorn and Frodo remained on the other side of the gap, it being too far to jump. The stone stairs were standing on looked as though about to collapse. Aragorn held Frodo by the back of his shirt.
"Steady. Hold on!" He reassured him. The rock began to sway. "Hang on! Lean forward...Steady."
The stone fell forward, and they fell onto Legolas and Boromir.
Gandalf yelled. "Over the bridge! Fly!"
They ran across the bridge, and while the others continued onwards, Gandalf remained in the middle of the bridge, facing the Balrog.
Gandalf yelled forcefully. "You cannot pass!"
Frodo stared in disbelief. "Gandalf!!!"
Gandalf ignored them. "I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor! The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udun! Arrghh! Go back to the Shadow!! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!"
He broke the bridge, causing the Balrog to fall. Gandalf sighed, and turned around, but as he did so, the whip of the Balrog catched onto his ankle, and he was pulled down. He grabbed onto the edge of the bridge, but couldn't keep his grip. There was nothing the fellowship could do to save him.
Boromir grabbed Frodo, to stop him running back onto the bridge. "No! No!"
Frodo: cried out. "GANDALF!!!"
Gandalf looked at them. "Fly, you fools!" He fell.
Frodo cried out. "NO!! NO!!!!" Boromir carried him out.
The Fellowship leaved, but Aragorn remained behind, still looking into the abyss.
Boromir called for Aragorn. "Aragorn!"
The Fellowship finally gets out of Moria, and there they stopped for a short while.
Aragorn looked around at the grief stricken party. "Legolas, get them up."
Boromir looked at him in disbelief. "Give them a moment for pity's sake!"
Aragorn answered sternly. "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien. Come Boromir. Legolas, Gimli, get them up." He walked over to Sam, and helped him up) "On your feet, Sam." Then he saw Frodo, who had walked. "Frodo! Frodo!!"
Frodo stopped, and turned around. Tears were running down his face. Antonia limped over to him, and gave him a piece of choccy.
They left, and make their way to Lothlorien. No-one had noticed that Antonia was bleeding, and getting slower and weaker.
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Insensitive men! Anyhow...
Thank you Chook! ^_^ i just read your review a few hours ago!
*Note to Lori! I was planning on Toni having orcs for a while *_* you read my mind, so don't feel too bad, it was my evil plot that made it concrete...
Ana will not stay away for long. I have to work out why, though.
Lol...when you suggested to be added in...you did it at the exact time it was possible. Yet again, that freaked me out a little....but if the shoe fits ^_^
And yes, Jalinania will do her part. Strange really, there I was, about to type a warm & fuzzy convo between Arwen & Toni, and in she waltzed. walked. whatever. Ana's gonna have some fun at Lorien. Just a warning. (Glow in the dark condoms were packed...need i say more?) ^___^
Oh, Toni's answer to you having Legolas? *Toni stands up, a chainsaw in each hand.* Aragon? *Arwen stands up, her elvish bow in her hands, and sends a arrow over your head* Ok. Perhaps Bomior. Or one of the new characters. (Or Gandalf, or Gimli...)
WARNING: Sexual references if that's what you want to call it...^o^ ^_^
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"Two months!" Antonia advanced on Legolas, who got up from the table hurriedly. "But the movie...you left the day after! Didn't you?"
"Movie?" Legolas backed off, as she approached him.
"Nothing." Antonia passed him, and pulled out a hard-backed book. She flipped through it for a while, then threw it down in disgust. "Damm. Your right."
"Of course I'm right." Legolas sat back down. "Toni? We cannot make love, until after the quest."
"Why?"
"You might get pregnant."
"Oh..." Antonia grinned.
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Ana took the news happily. Two months! Ana pulled out a couple of boxes, and razors. Those hobbits wouldn't get away.
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Legolas looked down in disgust. "No."
Antonia looked up. "Why not?"
"I am not...with that..." Legolas stared at the instructions. "No."
"But...flavors! Banana. Choccy!"
"Toni..." Legolas threw the instructions down. "Please?"
Antonia stood up, and his breath caught, as he watched her walk naked towards the candles. She blew them out, and the little thing in her hand glowed green.
"Legolas?" She called. "I can't see!"
Legolas laughed, and got up from the bed. Thanking the Valor for his night sight, he took her hand, and led her towards the bed. Antonia pushed him down, and he watched her roll it in. Soon, a large, green coc...ahhhemm...was glowing in the darkness, poking upward. Antonia stood up, satisfied.
"Good." She laughed, as he groaned in disgust. "No babies."
Legolas peered down. "It looks...dangerous to me..."
Antonia laughed. "It probably is. But if you don't want me to test it..."
"Just get down here!" He pulled her down, on top of him.
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In, the meantime, Ana crawled through the balcony door, and stood up. Two hobbits lay, sleeping. She grinned, wickedly.
She stuffed a cloth into Pippin's mouth, and tied him up. Then she did the same with Merry. They watched her advance on them, with a jar of warm, sticky golden liquid, a smooth wooden spoon, and strips of fabric.
"No-one, and I mean no-one should ever have hairy feet." She growled lowly, and they whimpered as she kneeled next to them.
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Elrond heard muffled cries for help, nearby in the hobbit quarters. He rushed in, and stood, a little shocked at what he saw.
Ana looked up. Pippin & Merry had long strips of white fabric on their feet, chest, arms, and hands, and legs.
"Ana." Elrond raised an eyebrow. "Take the material off the hobbits, and go back to your room."
Ana smiled sheepishly. "I got a little...carried away..."
"Off. Now."
Ana pouted, but it was replaced by a sadistic smile. "Okay." She ripped the fabric off, one by one, the hobbits screaming. Elrond sighed, seeing thick hair on the other side, stuck to some strange substance. The hobbits whimpered, looking at their baby bare arms, feet, legs, chest, and hands.
"Much better." Ana waved goodbye, and bolted for the safety of Figwit's arms.
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"Look Lord Elrond." Pippin whined. "If we don't leave soon, who knows what she does to us!"
Elrond sighed, and nodded. "Fine. I'll send the fellowship in a few days. I was hoping for better weather but..."
"Isn't there anything you can do for us?" Merry held a strip of his hair.
"I am sorry Merridoc. There is nothing."
Elrond sent them out, waited a few seconds, then burst into laugher. He picked up the boxes, still with a great deal of the stuff on them, and wrapped them up. Arwen would love them."
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A couple of days later, the members of Elrond's house stood around somberly, as the fellowship left Rivendel, on a dull, cold day. Ana was crying, this was the first time the twins had been separated for so long. Figwit watched, his arms around his moody, pregnant love.
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They traveled for days, and days, seeing only the same landscape. Finally, one night, Antonia got bored.
"Legolas?" She murmured into his neck, as they sat next to the fire. "Let's have some fun."
Legolas nodded, and led her into the woods.
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Aragon took a bite of the bread, as he listened to the hobbits talk about food. No, stealing food. Suddenly, he glimpsed a green thing, moving through the trees. It was long, thick, and about three feet off the ground, hovering smoothly. It vanished, slowly, from the tip to the end, and it was the last he saw of it.
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The sun came out a few days later. The Fellowship stopped, at as Antonia called it, a rocky playground, and Boromir started teaching Merry and Pippin to sword fight. Antonia climbed up the rocks.
"Two, one, five. Good! Very good."
Aragorn, added, while smoking; "Move your feet!"
Merry grinned at Pippin. "You look good, Pippin."
"Thanks!" Pippin answered, and Merry took over.
Boromir spoke up. "Faster."
Gimli stood up, and went to Gandalf. "If anyone was to ask for my opinion, which I note they're not, I'd say we were taking the long way round. Gandalf! We could pass through the Mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome."
"No, Gimli. I would not take the road through Moria unless I had no other choice." Gandalf answered.
Legolas stopped worrying over Antonia, and ran to a rock, peering at something. Boromir started fighting with Pippin. He hit him.
Pippin growled, as blood appeared. "Ahhh!"
Boromir answered quickly, as two little evil hobbit eyes looked up, mischief in them. "Sorry."
Pippin ignored him. "Get him!"
Merry grinned, and attacked him. "Arr, ow... For the Shire!"
Pippin laughed. "Hold him. Hold him down, Merry!"
Merry cried out, in response. "You've got my arm! You've got my arm!"
Sam stood up, looking at what Legolas was peering at. "What is that?"
Gimli answered, dismissing it. "Nothing. It's just a wisp of cloud."
Boromir stopped beating up the hobbits, his smile melting. "It's moving fast. Against the wind."
Antonia jumped down, and stood next to Legolas. He gripped her hand tight, as he recognized what they were.
Legolas called to them. "Crebain from Duneland!"
Aragorn cried out "HIDE!"
Boromir called; "Merry!"
Aragorn grabbed Frodo. "Frodo! Hurry! Take cover!
Sam put out the fire, and took the pan of sausages with him, while Frodo, Aragorn hid under rock. Antonia was pulled under the bush, by Legolas, his body blocking hers.
The Crebain circled the rocks, and flew off.
Gandalf stood up. "Spies of Saruman. The passage south is being watched. We must take the pass of Caradhras."
"Where's Antonia and Legolas?"
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They started up the horrible snowy mountain. Antonia kept glaring at Legolas, who walked along the ground, like it was plain dirt, while she kept falling. The hobbits were having the same problems. Finally, Frodo fell, and tumbled down, hitting Aragon hard.
"Frodo!" Aragon pulled him up, and placed his hands on his shoulders. Frodo brushed the snow off, and felt for the ring. Antonia's heart sank, as she watched Boromir pick it up by the chain.
Aragorn called to him sharply, as his expression went dreamy. "Boromir."
Boromir ignored him. "It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing." He went to touch it.
Aragorn snapped again. "Boromir! Give the Ring to Frodo.
Boromir looked up, and slowly walked to Frodo. "As you wish." He held out the ring, and Frodo grabbed it. "I care not." He laughed, and ruffled Frodo's hair, and walked off.
Aragorn took his hand off the hilt of his sword.
Antonia remembered to breathe, and smiled. She gathered a snowball in her hands, and threw it at Aragon.
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Legolas walked ahead, easily, while the others plowed through the snow. A blizzard raged all around the tiny path. Gandalf and the others and finding it difficult to walk in the snow. Aragorn and Boromir are holding two Hobbits each, and it seems that without their help, the Hobbits would be blown off the mountain. Then we hear a voice, though we cannot make out the words.
Legolas stepped forward, and held his face in the air. "There is a fell voice on the air."
Gandalf listened for a second, and called back. "It's Saruman!"
Rocks fell just centimeters from the edge of the cliff, and Legolas pulled Antonia up, wrapping his arm around her. Aragon called over to Gandalf
"He's trying to bring down the mountain! Gandalf, we must turn back!"
Gandalf answered. "No!!" He got up beside Legolas and Antonia, and shouted out in elvish.
A avalanche fell on the fellowship, and one by one, they dug themselves out. Antonia dug the wrong way, and found herself lugged out, feet first by Legolas and Aragon.
Boromir shouted to Gandalf. "We must get off the mountain! Make for the Gap of Rohan! Or take the west road to my city!"
Aragorn patted Antonia's shoulder, and shouted back. "The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard."
Gimli looked pleased, and made his suggestion again. "We cannot pass over a mountain. Let us go under it! Let us go through the Mines of Moria."
Gandalf looked down at the half-frozen Frodo. "Let the Ring-bearer decide... Frodo"
Frodo looked up at him and answered confidently. "We will go through the mines."
Gandalf nodded. "So be it."
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After a long, walk down the mountain, and three times worth of one hundred bottles of mead on the wall, they reached a dark, and creepy place.
Gimli looked up at the tall black wall. "The walls of Moria." He breathed out, impressed.
Gandalf looked around, and stopped in front of a part of the wall. "Well, let's see... Ithildin. It mirrors only starlight and moonlight." At that moment, the clouds passed, and moonlight gave the place a cold look. The door slowly started to glow. "It reads: "The doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak friend and enter."
"What do you suppose that means?" Merry asked, and heard a snort from Antonia.
Gandalf answered him. "Oh, it's quite simple. If you are a friend, you speak the password, and the doors will open. Annon Edhellen edro hi ammen!" //Gate of the Elves open now for me!// "Ando Eldarinwa a lasta quettanya, Fenda Casarinwa!" //Gate of Elves listen to my word, Threshold of Dwarves!//
Aragorn walked back to the pony and Sam. "Mines are no place for a pony. Even one so brave as Bill." He softly told Sam, taking baggage off Bill.
Sam stroked the pony's face, as he took off the halter. "Bye bye, Bill." He sounded very sad, and Aragon gently turned the pony back.
Aragorn "Go on, Bill. Go on. Don't worry Sam. He knows the way home."
Antonia looked over, and saw Pippin and Sam throwing stones. She hurriedly went to Aragon, and he nodded, and gripped a collar.
Aragorn snapped at them. "Do not disturb the water."
Gandalf plunked down, taking off his hat. "Oh, it's useless."
Antonia rolled her eyes, and whispered to Frodo, who's eyes lit up, and walked towards the door.
Frodo. "It's a riddle. Speak 'friend', and enter. What's the Elvish word for friend?"
Gandalf looked up. "Mellon."
Antonia ran in, dragging Legolas with her. The fellowship followed.
Gimli walked in proudly. "Soon, Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves! Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone! This, my friend, is the home of my cousin Balin. And they call it a mine. A MINE!"
Boromir paused. "This is no mine. It's a tomb."
Light fell in, reveling rotting corpses.
Gimli looked down, and saw a dwarf dead at his feet. "No! Nooo! NOOOO!"
Antonia went in further. Legolas stepped forward, and picked up a arrow.
"Goblins!"
Boromir called to them all, panic rising in his voice. "We make for the Gap of Rohan. We should never have come here! Now get out of here! Get out!!"
Everyone except Antonia backed out. Legolas went to get her, and found her gripping her sword tightly.
"Come on melamin." He called gently, but was interrupted by screams and shouts outside.
"Strider!"
Frodo was suspended in the air, Bomior and Aragon in the water, cutting tentacles. Legolas started to shoot the tentacles with his bow, while Antonia grabbed Merry, Sam and Pippin, pulling them inside. Aragorn cut off the tentacle that was holding Frodo, and Boromir caught him as he fell.
Gandalf yelled. "Into the mines!!!"
Boromir called to Legolas, who was still shooting the creature. "Legolas! Into the cave!"
Antonia added. "Run!"
The creature followed them, and the door crumbled around it as it tried to reach them. All light vanished, and Antonia found herself with three hobbits holding her arm.
Gandalf spoke up in the darkness. "We now have but one choice." He made his staff light up, and continued. "We must face the long dark of Moria. Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. Quietly now. It's a four-day journey to the other side. Let us hope that our presence may go unnoticed."
Antonia smiled, as Legolas pulled the hobbits off, and kissed her gently. They started up.
"Are you ok melamin?"
"I'm just dandy." Antonia smiled shakily. "Apart from the fact that I'm afraid of the dark, ghosts, and heights, and...oh yes! Small spaces! I'm fine..."
Legolas took her arm. "I'll take care of you..."
"Hmm...take care of those three first." She nodded up to where Pippin had slipped, and fallen onto Merry.
"Pippin!"
Finally they came to a little opening, where three passages stood darkly.
Gandalf sat down. "I have no memory of this place."
Antonia sat in Legolas's lap, and he rested his chin on her neck, his arms around her waist.
"Are you really scared of heights?" He asked.
"Petrified."
"This is a mine. I do not think you have to worry."
A snort from Gimli, and Antonia shook her head.
"You'd be surprised. Dwarfs are amazing craftsmen. I have heard of this 'mine'...it is not all tunnel and no art."
Gimli nodded at her, smiling.
Pippin's voice interrupted them.
"I'm hungry."
Antonia pulled out a choccy bar, (A 1kg one! ^_^) and divided it into bits. Pippin bit into his, and his eyes lit up.
"Can I have more?"
"If your a good boy, I might give you more later." Antonia grinned, as she watched choccy give her a slave.
Legolas smiled, as she put her bit in her mouth. He kissed her, long and passionate, and they shared the piece, as it melted.
"Hmm..." Antonia broke away, smiling. "I love choccy."
Gandalf interrupted them. "Eh - it's that way."
Merry stood up. "He's remembered.
Gandalf answered him, humor in his voice. "No, but the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Merridoc, always follow your nose. Let me risk a little more light."
The light on his staff brightened, and they found themselves in a great hallway, with tall pillars, as far as the eye could see. "Behold the great realm of the Dwarf-city of Dwarrowdelf."
Sam breathed out slowly. "There's an eye opener, and no mistake."
The group walked on, but soon Gimli saw a doorway to the side, littered with dead orcs. Gimli ran through the door into a chamber.
Gandalf called. "Gimli!"
Gimli ignored him, reading a inscription, and started banging his helmet on the coffin. "No! Oh, no! No." He started crying, and Antonia kneeled next to him, offering choccy and a hug.
Gandalf read it out. "'Here lies Balin, son of Fundin, Lord of Moria.' He is dead then. It's as I feared."
Gandalf gave Pippin his hat and staff.
Legolas looked to where Antonia was trying to get Gimli up, and out. He turned to Aragon. "We must move on. We cannot linger."
Gandalf picked up a tome, and started reading. "They have taken the bridge and the second hall. We have barred the gates but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes. Drums, drums in the deep. We cannot get out. A Shadow moves in the dark. We cannot get out. They are coming."
Pippin backed up, and touched a skeleton by a well. It fell in, followed by it's chain causing a great deal of noise.
Gandalf snatched his hat and staff back. "Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity."
Antonia glared at Gandalf, and snuck Pippin a piece of choccy.
Drumming noises filled the place, and Frodo's sword glowed blue.
Sam looked down, and saw the blue blade. "Frodo!"
Legolas looked down, and added. "Orcs."
Boromir ran to the door and two arrows narrowly missed his head.
Aragorn pushed the hobbits back, to Gandalf. "Get back! Stay close to Gandalf!"
Legolas, Boromir, Aragorn and Antonia started to bar the door.
Boromir groaned, as they did it. "They have a cave-troll."
They barred the doors, then stand facing them, their bows and swords out. Legolas pushed Antonia behind him, to her discust.
Gimli stood on the coffin, the chocolate getting to him. "Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath."
They started to shot arrows through the door, until orcs poured in. Legolas growled, as Antonia started to fight.
"Don't worry about me!" She yelled at him. "I've gotta belt!"
Legolas shook his head, but left her, as she was doing fine.
Antonia sliced the orcs, a sick rush of adrenaline beating through her. Three advanced on her, three lost their heads. Another advanced on her...she tripped over a head, and bruised her bum. A orc dug his sword into her chest, and she screamed. A axe send his head flying, and Gimli helped her up.
"You alright?" He asked, and she nodded...and pointed to the door as a cave troll smashed the stonework around it. Gimli rushed off, and she kept fighting, ignoring the ragged breathing or the blood creeping into her mouth.
"Frodo!" Aragorn's yell came, but Antonia ignored him, and slayed the last of the orcs.
Nearby, the orc fell down, a arrow from it's throat.
Antonia turned, panting to where Frodo lay. Aragorn had crawled to him.
"Oh no." He turned him over, and Frodo looked up.
Sam gasped. "He's alive."
Antonia shrugged. "He was winded. Duh."
Frodo held his stomach, and sat up. "I'm all right. I'm not hurt."
Aragorn looked at him in wonder. "You should be dead. That spear would have skewered a wild boar."
Gandalf smiled. "I think there's more to this Hobbit than meets the eye."
"A personality, and a heart?" Antonia smiled, as Mithril was shown.
Gimli's mouth dropped. "Mithril! You are full of surprises, Master Baggins!"
More orcs were heard, and Gandalf straightened. "To the bridge of Khazad-dum!"
Antonia ran with them, pulling her black cape around her, to hide the red patch growing on her clothing. Orcs surrounded them quickly. But from the end of the hallway, a red glow slowly covered the walls. The Orcs ran. Legolas held his bow out, ready, but soon lowered it, as he recognized what it was.
Boromir stared at it. "What is this new devilry?"
Gandalf answered shakily. "A Balrog. A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!"
They ran, Antonia ignoring everything now. The pain was growing, and it took all her strength to fight it.
Gandalf's voice came through the growing haze. "Lead them on, Aragorn. The bridge is near. Do as I say!! Swords are no more use here!"
They all moved on, down the horrible staircase. They came to a break in the rock. Legolas jumped the gap, and stood ready to help the others over. Antonia's stomach lurched at the sight.
Legolas gestured to Gandalf. "Gandalf!"
Boromir picked up Antonia, and threw her across. Legolas caught her, kissed her, and started shooting arrows at the orcs.
Bomoir looked over at Merry and Pippin. "Merry! Pippin!" He held one of them with each hand, and jumped over with them. Legolas helped them over on the other side. Rock crumbled away as they jumped.
Aragorn looked at Sam. "Sam." He threw him over the edge, to Boromir. (He tosses Sam over the gap.)
Gimli glared at him. "Nobody tosses a dwarf." He tried to jump the gap, but almost fell into the abyss. Legolas grabbed him by beard. "Not the beard!!!"
Aragorn realized Frodo was still there, as more crumbled away. "Frodo!"
Aragorn and Frodo remained on the other side of the gap, it being too far to jump. The stone stairs were standing on looked as though about to collapse. Aragorn held Frodo by the back of his shirt.
"Steady. Hold on!" He reassured him. The rock began to sway. "Hang on! Lean forward...Steady."
The stone fell forward, and they fell onto Legolas and Boromir.
Gandalf yelled. "Over the bridge! Fly!"
They ran across the bridge, and while the others continued onwards, Gandalf remained in the middle of the bridge, facing the Balrog.
Gandalf yelled forcefully. "You cannot pass!"
Frodo stared in disbelief. "Gandalf!!!"
Gandalf ignored them. "I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor! The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udun! Arrghh! Go back to the Shadow!! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!"
He broke the bridge, causing the Balrog to fall. Gandalf sighed, and turned around, but as he did so, the whip of the Balrog catched onto his ankle, and he was pulled down. He grabbed onto the edge of the bridge, but couldn't keep his grip. There was nothing the fellowship could do to save him.
Boromir grabbed Frodo, to stop him running back onto the bridge. "No! No!"
Frodo: cried out. "GANDALF!!!"
Gandalf looked at them. "Fly, you fools!" He fell.
Frodo cried out. "NO!! NO!!!!" Boromir carried him out.
The Fellowship leaved, but Aragorn remained behind, still looking into the abyss.
Boromir called for Aragorn. "Aragorn!"
The Fellowship finally gets out of Moria, and there they stopped for a short while.
Aragorn looked around at the grief stricken party. "Legolas, get them up."
Boromir looked at him in disbelief. "Give them a moment for pity's sake!"
Aragorn answered sternly. "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien. Come Boromir. Legolas, Gimli, get them up." He walked over to Sam, and helped him up) "On your feet, Sam." Then he saw Frodo, who had walked. "Frodo! Frodo!!"
Frodo stopped, and turned around. Tears were running down his face. Antonia limped over to him, and gave him a piece of choccy.
They left, and make their way to Lothlorien. No-one had noticed that Antonia was bleeding, and getting slower and weaker.
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