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We know who they belong to!!
I thank Hilzarie Potter for telling me to do the Hobbits last thoughts. I was planning on doing them!! I want to get at least 15 reviews before I continue writing. I know this may make some ppl unhappy but you know how it goes. I don't know what I plan on writing next some there might be a couple of days blank. I was thinking of what Boromir was thinking when he died. I don't know yet.
Anyway. On with the story.
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~Frodo~
What's happening to me?!?!?!?!??!??!!???!??
All of a sudden I was woken by these foul creatures. What is going to happen now?
Has the Dark Lord found where we were? This can't be happening it just can't be happening.
It all must be some sort of nightmare, just like usual, but this time it all seems so real. This time I feel the cold icy hands grip onto my neck.
WAKE UP FRODO!!!! WAKE UP!! I yell in my mind. I don't think I'm dreaming this time. What will they do to me. What are they searching fo……
NO! NOT THE RING! NO! GIVE IT BACK. GIVE IT BACK! I yell in my my not being able the move or anything.
Everything is happening to fast. It's all to fast.
I wonder. Why aren't Aragorn, Legolas or the others here to help me this time? WHERE ARE THEY…… OH NO!!!!!!!!!!! They have been captured. Why are they looking at me like that? Why? Sam why are you looking at me like that?
Then all of a sudden I hear a voice. A dark, cold, voice, say, " Well it seems your journey ends hear ring-bearer." I hear lowly a chuckle escape from the voices mouth. I recognize that voice from my dreams. NO! I can't be. It's not possible. I tried so hard to get here. Not Sauron.
I feel a strong hand grip my throat. Fingers dig deep into my flesh and rip my throat out.
I CAN'T BREATH!!!!!!!!!!!!
ALL I FEEL IS PAIN. PAIN. PAIN.
Crimson blood slowly drips from his fingers as a fall to the ground. That is all that I know.
~Sam~
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !
Mr. Frodo! Mr. Frodo!! I yell.
Tears burst from my eyes.
How could you kill Frodo!????!?!??? How? My friend. Was this real? Was I having a nightmare? No. I tell myself. No. I try to rush to Frodo's side but, strong hands are holding me back. I turn to my left to see Gilmi, Legolas, and Gandalf starring at Frodo. They don't make a single movement.
I wonder what they are feeling now. Probably the same, but they do not know how much Frodo meant to me. He was more than just my master. He was my friend. Almost like a brother. He was always looking out for me. But wait, what about Merry, Pippin and Aragorn? I turn my head slightly to the right. I can hear Merry and Pippin bawling. Aragorn is just kneeling on the ground, starring in disbelievement. He really cared about Frodo.
He swore his sword and life to Frodo, but that isn't going to be any use right now, nor will it ever.
Frodo is gone.
All of a sudden I am thrown forward crashing into the ground with Merry and Pippin. We stand up swaying for side to side. Someone is chanting.
Ala van dola a crek ke borlin sutfu dawa brhishlinor kanolimo norminulawa. Al a fourto mornie avetu.
I try to move but I can't. My body is going stiff. I can't hear anything or feel anything. I think of something that I cherish. I'm sorry Frodo!! I'm sorry Rosie. I'm sorry.
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~Pippin~
Carrots, Mushrooms, Mushrooms and more delicious food. MMMMmmmmm…….Huh? Where did all the food go? What's going on? What are all these UGLY creatures doing here?
This all seem so familiar, like when Merry and I were captives with the Orcs. This can't be happening again. Not again! Please! Not again!
But I don't feel myself being thrown over some hideous smelly Orc. Why am I being forced to sit? What's happening? Where is everybody? Where is Froooo…..
They couldn't have got him. " No. Please don't hurt him", I whisper. I knew Legolas had heard me. I could feel him starring at me. But I didn't care about that. Just let Frodo live. PLEASE!!! But hope has turned away.
The next scene is unbelievable! Frodo was killed in front of us. It tore his throat out.
Then all of a sudden a strong force pushes me forward, colliding with Merry and Sam. Chanting starts. I am starting to go numb all over. I try yelling but its no use. I can't.
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~Merry~
All I can remember is being awaken from a VERY nice dream and being forced to sit here and watch Frodo die.
Right in front of us!!
That was the most hideous death anyone could have died. I my not be very old but it was unbelievable.
All I have now are memories of Frodo. I remember how we used to play pranks and do a lot of fun stuff.
But it is all gone now. All gone.
I have a big feeling I am not going to see tomorrow. I just know it. Now what's happening. My back hurts so much. Something kicked me hard enough to send my flying forward along with good old Pip and loyal
Sam.
I know this isn't good. I hear words but I don't care about them. I stare from left to right. Why aren't Gilmi, Legolas, Gandalf or Aragorn helping us?
Gandalf can't you do anything about this? I thought you were stronger? Why aren't you doing anything?
I think these questions in my mind. Why? Is all I manage to get out of my voice.
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Plz R/R
I thank Hilzarie Potter for telling me to do the Hobbits last thoughts. I was planning on doing them!! I want to get at least 15 reviews before I continue writing. I know this may make some ppl unhappy but you know how it goes. I don't know what I plan on writing next some there might be a couple of days blank. I was thinking of what Boromir was thinking when he died. I don't know yet.
Anyway. On with the story.
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~Frodo~
What's happening to me?!?!?!?!??!??!!???!??
All of a sudden I was woken by these foul creatures. What is going to happen now?
Has the Dark Lord found where we were? This can't be happening it just can't be happening.
It all must be some sort of nightmare, just like usual, but this time it all seems so real. This time I feel the cold icy hands grip onto my neck.
WAKE UP FRODO!!!! WAKE UP!! I yell in my mind. I don't think I'm dreaming this time. What will they do to me. What are they searching fo……
NO! NOT THE RING! NO! GIVE IT BACK. GIVE IT BACK! I yell in my my not being able the move or anything.
Everything is happening to fast. It's all to fast.
I wonder. Why aren't Aragorn, Legolas or the others here to help me this time? WHERE ARE THEY…… OH NO!!!!!!!!!!! They have been captured. Why are they looking at me like that? Why? Sam why are you looking at me like that?
Then all of a sudden I hear a voice. A dark, cold, voice, say, " Well it seems your journey ends hear ring-bearer." I hear lowly a chuckle escape from the voices mouth. I recognize that voice from my dreams. NO! I can't be. It's not possible. I tried so hard to get here. Not Sauron.
I feel a strong hand grip my throat. Fingers dig deep into my flesh and rip my throat out.
I CAN'T BREATH!!!!!!!!!!!!
ALL I FEEL IS PAIN. PAIN. PAIN.
Crimson blood slowly drips from his fingers as a fall to the ground. That is all that I know.
~Sam~
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !
Mr. Frodo! Mr. Frodo!! I yell.
Tears burst from my eyes.
How could you kill Frodo!????!?!??? How? My friend. Was this real? Was I having a nightmare? No. I tell myself. No. I try to rush to Frodo's side but, strong hands are holding me back. I turn to my left to see Gilmi, Legolas, and Gandalf starring at Frodo. They don't make a single movement.
I wonder what they are feeling now. Probably the same, but they do not know how much Frodo meant to me. He was more than just my master. He was my friend. Almost like a brother. He was always looking out for me. But wait, what about Merry, Pippin and Aragorn? I turn my head slightly to the right. I can hear Merry and Pippin bawling. Aragorn is just kneeling on the ground, starring in disbelievement. He really cared about Frodo.
He swore his sword and life to Frodo, but that isn't going to be any use right now, nor will it ever.
Frodo is gone.
All of a sudden I am thrown forward crashing into the ground with Merry and Pippin. We stand up swaying for side to side. Someone is chanting.
Ala van dola a crek ke borlin sutfu dawa brhishlinor kanolimo norminulawa. Al a fourto mornie avetu.
I try to move but I can't. My body is going stiff. I can't hear anything or feel anything. I think of something that I cherish. I'm sorry Frodo!! I'm sorry Rosie. I'm sorry.
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~Pippin~
Carrots, Mushrooms, Mushrooms and more delicious food. MMMMmmmmm…….Huh? Where did all the food go? What's going on? What are all these UGLY creatures doing here?
This all seem so familiar, like when Merry and I were captives with the Orcs. This can't be happening again. Not again! Please! Not again!
But I don't feel myself being thrown over some hideous smelly Orc. Why am I being forced to sit? What's happening? Where is everybody? Where is Froooo…..
They couldn't have got him. " No. Please don't hurt him", I whisper. I knew Legolas had heard me. I could feel him starring at me. But I didn't care about that. Just let Frodo live. PLEASE!!! But hope has turned away.
The next scene is unbelievable! Frodo was killed in front of us. It tore his throat out.
Then all of a sudden a strong force pushes me forward, colliding with Merry and Sam. Chanting starts. I am starting to go numb all over. I try yelling but its no use. I can't.
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~Merry~
All I can remember is being awaken from a VERY nice dream and being forced to sit here and watch Frodo die.
Right in front of us!!
That was the most hideous death anyone could have died. I my not be very old but it was unbelievable.
All I have now are memories of Frodo. I remember how we used to play pranks and do a lot of fun stuff.
But it is all gone now. All gone.
I have a big feeling I am not going to see tomorrow. I just know it. Now what's happening. My back hurts so much. Something kicked me hard enough to send my flying forward along with good old Pip and loyal
Sam.
I know this isn't good. I hear words but I don't care about them. I stare from left to right. Why aren't Gilmi, Legolas, Gandalf or Aragorn helping us?
Gandalf can't you do anything about this? I thought you were stronger? Why aren't you doing anything?
I think these questions in my mind. Why? Is all I manage to get out of my voice.
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Plz R/R
