Disclaimer : See chapter 1 or bugger off and don't read this.
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The Fellowship was walking again. Through passages and up steps they tread. At one point, Gandalf brightened his light and spread the light through the immense hall. The dwarfish stone architecture was incredible. A dwarf cry rang through the hall as a short being scrambled into a chamber. Inside the chamber was a tomb. More specifically, it was the tomb of Balin. A rumbling was heard at t he same time a frightened hobbit swiftly turned around, closing his eyes.
"Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!" Gandalf was harshly scolding the young Pippin.
"Gandalf?"
He turned at the call of his name and was not to surprised to see Dawn tugging at his robe.
"Calm it down and gather your magick. I hear something. I feel something." Dawn was whispering to him now.
Gandalf looked the girl in the eyes and noticed something he had never seen before. The blue in her eyes was interlaced with silver. Her hair now had a reddish gold tint, too. He could now clearly see the aura of her true self. Unwillingly, he found himself terrified. What was this girl? She had told him once, but... there seemed to be so much more. "What do you feel, young one?"
Her blue eyes were wide. "Darkness... confusion... pain," she whispered.
Just then, a loud booming sound was heard. Boromir rushed to the doors and foolishly looked out. Two arrows flew whizzing by his head. He quickly closed the door and bolted it with axes. He muttered, "They have a cave troll."
The hobbits scurried to the back behind Gandalf. Buffy went up to the front line with Aragorn, Legolas, and Boromir. Gimli was standing atop Balin's tomb growling ferociously at the door. The doors burst open. The first line fell from the arrows Aragorn and Legolas were leashing upon them. Legolas and Aragorn were forced to drop the bows when the fourth and fifth waves swarmed in. Havoc ensued with axes and swords. Buffy was killing orc after orc. Her sword's strokes were so smooth and swift that the orcs didn't know what had stabbed them until their eyes became lifeless.
Whilst Dawn was fighting, she looked left and saw Frodo backing away from a cave troll. Her instincts for her loved ones immediately kicked in. Buffy was trapped under a very large rock slab and Gandalf was surrounded by orcs. Dawn's memory resurfaced and she remembered sneaking into the Magic Box and reading some spells. They were major spells, however, and most witches could not do them. Dawn looked at the troll and started murmuring words of Latin. The cave troll levitated. Rays of light started coming out of his chest and his screams filled the room. What was left of him then toppled to the ground. Boromir and Gimli seemed to have finally lifted the rock slab off of Buffy. Gandalf seemed to have finished most of the orcs.
"Come on! We must not be trapped!" Gandalf was shouting orders. The next thing Buffy knew, Aragorn was carrying her. The Fellowship ran into a clearing and before they knew it, they were surrounded.
"Aragorn? No offense, but LET ME DOWN!!!" Aragorn was tempted to cover his ears at Buffy's scream, but refrained. Buffy was still in his arms struggling.
"Buffy! One of your legs is broken and the other is dislocated at the bend of the knee. Not to mention you were stabbed through the shoulder. We are being surrounded and you would not be of any use in this state." Aragorn's tone was pleading, showing that he was honestly worried about her. Buffy ceased struggling and lay trustingly in his arms.
Loud booms were heard. The orcs surrounding the Fellowship looked suddenly afraid. Many of them were scurrying away. Next thing the Fellowship knew, all the orcs and goblins were scurrying away. Dawn could suddenly be heard speaking in the silence that followed.
"When those you are frightened of run away... you know you're supposed to run even faster. Gandalf? This foe is beyond mortals."
Gandalf was suddenly leaning over, gasping. Then he straightened up and commanded, "To the bridge of Kazad'dum!" (sp?)
Everyone was running as fast as they possibly could. They then scurried down some stone steps and stopped at the gap. First jumped Legolas, then Gandalf, then Frodo, than Sam and Pippin, then Merry, and finally Boromir jumped. Then the bridge started shaking. Dawn swiftly jumped and landed on Frodo. Buffy and Aragorn were still on the stray chunk of steps. Aragorn was speaking to Buffy.
"Do you trust me?"
"With all I am."
Aragorn leaned forward with Buffy in his arms. The chunk fell towards the Fellowship. Aragorn and Buffy almost fell atop the hobbits but were saved by Boromir and Legolas. The Fellowship ran once more. Once most of everyone was safe on the other side of the bridge, Gandalf turned around. The Balrog was enormous. The Balrog defiantly brandished its sword of fire and brought it crashing down upon Gandalf, who resiliently withstood the blow.
"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Arnor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn." Gandalf cried.
Unheeding, the Balrog advanced onward, contemptuously thrashing its whip.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" Gandalf shouted.
The Balrog stepped further toward Gandalf, its slit nostrils flaring. The Bridge crumbled underneath its feet, and it fell down into the dark ravine below it. Gandalf watched it fall for a moment, and turned around. The Balrog's fiery whip snaked up from the deep abyss, and latched onto Gandalf's foot, dragging him after the Balrog. Clinging onto the last edges of the Bride, he whispered, "Fly, you fools!"
Dawn was hardly aware of him falling. In fact, she wasn't aware at all. When everyone had continued on at the stone slabs, she had tripped and slid off the edge. Barely hanging on, she had screamed for help. The Balrog had passed her, and still she had pleaded for help. Finally, she gathered all the things she had learned about her true self. Next thing she knew, she was up and running. She had seen the Fellowship run towards a long bridge, but when she got there... there was no bridge. Orcs were shooting arrows from every side of her.
--------------Same Time with the Fellowship Outside of Moria----------------
Everyone was devastated. Gandalf was gone, fallen into shadow. Frodo was staring off into the distance, not feeling anything at all. He just felt hollow. Pippin and Merry were leaning on each other and crying with all their might. Boromir had watery eyes and Aragorn looked troubled. He was still carrying Buffy.
"Legolas! Boromir! Get them up." Aragorn was speaking.
Boromir was on the verge of letting the tears flow. "Give them a moment, for pity's sake!"
Aragorn countered, "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs. Be strong. We can grieve at Lothlorien."
Boromir dried up his eyes and trudged over to the hobbits, slowly picking them up. Legolas was heaving Gimli to his feet whilst Aragorn trudged over to Frodo.
"There was nothing any of us could have done. He sacrificed himself." Aragorn once more was trying to speak reason to Frodo.
"But... what was the price? We lost our leader, Aragorn! Who will lead us now?" Frodo was almost sobbing now.
"I will, Frodo. I swore to protect you, and I will. Till my death I will lead this Fellowship to the best of my judgment. You have my word." Aragorn laid Buffy down on the ground. "Come on Frodo, let us march to Lothlorien." He picked Buffy up again.
Frodo smiled slightly and walked with Aragorn back to the group. Once there, he stopped. Everyone started trudging towards Lothlorien. Gimli was shouldering two packs and Legolas was carrying a heartbroken Pippin. Merry was clinging onto Legolas's other side. Aragorn was leading the way. Sam looked back at Frodo and noticed something was wrong.
"Mr. Frodo? Strider says we need to go." Frodo looked around at Sam and then began running towards the exit of the mountain. "Strider! I think Mr. Frodo is goin' back in there!"
Aragorn looked around and saw Frodo running towards the cave's exit. He lightly placed Buffy on the ground and ran over to Frodo and grabbed him. "Frodo! You cannot go back in there. Orcs will immediately slaughter you! We must go to Lothlorien."
Frodo was struggling against Aragorn's grip. "We have to go back, Strider! We have to! Dawn's still in there! Please! I lost Gandalf. Don't let me lose her! Not again!" He was crying openly now. Dawn's loss was worse than Gandalf's. "Please Strider. Please."
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The Fellowship was walking again. Through passages and up steps they tread. At one point, Gandalf brightened his light and spread the light through the immense hall. The dwarfish stone architecture was incredible. A dwarf cry rang through the hall as a short being scrambled into a chamber. Inside the chamber was a tomb. More specifically, it was the tomb of Balin. A rumbling was heard at t he same time a frightened hobbit swiftly turned around, closing his eyes.
"Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity!" Gandalf was harshly scolding the young Pippin.
"Gandalf?"
He turned at the call of his name and was not to surprised to see Dawn tugging at his robe.
"Calm it down and gather your magick. I hear something. I feel something." Dawn was whispering to him now.
Gandalf looked the girl in the eyes and noticed something he had never seen before. The blue in her eyes was interlaced with silver. Her hair now had a reddish gold tint, too. He could now clearly see the aura of her true self. Unwillingly, he found himself terrified. What was this girl? She had told him once, but... there seemed to be so much more. "What do you feel, young one?"
Her blue eyes were wide. "Darkness... confusion... pain," she whispered.
Just then, a loud booming sound was heard. Boromir rushed to the doors and foolishly looked out. Two arrows flew whizzing by his head. He quickly closed the door and bolted it with axes. He muttered, "They have a cave troll."
The hobbits scurried to the back behind Gandalf. Buffy went up to the front line with Aragorn, Legolas, and Boromir. Gimli was standing atop Balin's tomb growling ferociously at the door. The doors burst open. The first line fell from the arrows Aragorn and Legolas were leashing upon them. Legolas and Aragorn were forced to drop the bows when the fourth and fifth waves swarmed in. Havoc ensued with axes and swords. Buffy was killing orc after orc. Her sword's strokes were so smooth and swift that the orcs didn't know what had stabbed them until their eyes became lifeless.
Whilst Dawn was fighting, she looked left and saw Frodo backing away from a cave troll. Her instincts for her loved ones immediately kicked in. Buffy was trapped under a very large rock slab and Gandalf was surrounded by orcs. Dawn's memory resurfaced and she remembered sneaking into the Magic Box and reading some spells. They were major spells, however, and most witches could not do them. Dawn looked at the troll and started murmuring words of Latin. The cave troll levitated. Rays of light started coming out of his chest and his screams filled the room. What was left of him then toppled to the ground. Boromir and Gimli seemed to have finally lifted the rock slab off of Buffy. Gandalf seemed to have finished most of the orcs.
"Come on! We must not be trapped!" Gandalf was shouting orders. The next thing Buffy knew, Aragorn was carrying her. The Fellowship ran into a clearing and before they knew it, they were surrounded.
"Aragorn? No offense, but LET ME DOWN!!!" Aragorn was tempted to cover his ears at Buffy's scream, but refrained. Buffy was still in his arms struggling.
"Buffy! One of your legs is broken and the other is dislocated at the bend of the knee. Not to mention you were stabbed through the shoulder. We are being surrounded and you would not be of any use in this state." Aragorn's tone was pleading, showing that he was honestly worried about her. Buffy ceased struggling and lay trustingly in his arms.
Loud booms were heard. The orcs surrounding the Fellowship looked suddenly afraid. Many of them were scurrying away. Next thing the Fellowship knew, all the orcs and goblins were scurrying away. Dawn could suddenly be heard speaking in the silence that followed.
"When those you are frightened of run away... you know you're supposed to run even faster. Gandalf? This foe is beyond mortals."
Gandalf was suddenly leaning over, gasping. Then he straightened up and commanded, "To the bridge of Kazad'dum!" (sp?)
Everyone was running as fast as they possibly could. They then scurried down some stone steps and stopped at the gap. First jumped Legolas, then Gandalf, then Frodo, than Sam and Pippin, then Merry, and finally Boromir jumped. Then the bridge started shaking. Dawn swiftly jumped and landed on Frodo. Buffy and Aragorn were still on the stray chunk of steps. Aragorn was speaking to Buffy.
"Do you trust me?"
"With all I am."
Aragorn leaned forward with Buffy in his arms. The chunk fell towards the Fellowship. Aragorn and Buffy almost fell atop the hobbits but were saved by Boromir and Legolas. The Fellowship ran once more. Once most of everyone was safe on the other side of the bridge, Gandalf turned around. The Balrog was enormous. The Balrog defiantly brandished its sword of fire and brought it crashing down upon Gandalf, who resiliently withstood the blow.
"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Arnor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn." Gandalf cried.
Unheeding, the Balrog advanced onward, contemptuously thrashing its whip.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" Gandalf shouted.
The Balrog stepped further toward Gandalf, its slit nostrils flaring. The Bridge crumbled underneath its feet, and it fell down into the dark ravine below it. Gandalf watched it fall for a moment, and turned around. The Balrog's fiery whip snaked up from the deep abyss, and latched onto Gandalf's foot, dragging him after the Balrog. Clinging onto the last edges of the Bride, he whispered, "Fly, you fools!"
Dawn was hardly aware of him falling. In fact, she wasn't aware at all. When everyone had continued on at the stone slabs, she had tripped and slid off the edge. Barely hanging on, she had screamed for help. The Balrog had passed her, and still she had pleaded for help. Finally, she gathered all the things she had learned about her true self. Next thing she knew, she was up and running. She had seen the Fellowship run towards a long bridge, but when she got there... there was no bridge. Orcs were shooting arrows from every side of her.
--------------Same Time with the Fellowship Outside of Moria----------------
Everyone was devastated. Gandalf was gone, fallen into shadow. Frodo was staring off into the distance, not feeling anything at all. He just felt hollow. Pippin and Merry were leaning on each other and crying with all their might. Boromir had watery eyes and Aragorn looked troubled. He was still carrying Buffy.
"Legolas! Boromir! Get them up." Aragorn was speaking.
Boromir was on the verge of letting the tears flow. "Give them a moment, for pity's sake!"
Aragorn countered, "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs. Be strong. We can grieve at Lothlorien."
Boromir dried up his eyes and trudged over to the hobbits, slowly picking them up. Legolas was heaving Gimli to his feet whilst Aragorn trudged over to Frodo.
"There was nothing any of us could have done. He sacrificed himself." Aragorn once more was trying to speak reason to Frodo.
"But... what was the price? We lost our leader, Aragorn! Who will lead us now?" Frodo was almost sobbing now.
"I will, Frodo. I swore to protect you, and I will. Till my death I will lead this Fellowship to the best of my judgment. You have my word." Aragorn laid Buffy down on the ground. "Come on Frodo, let us march to Lothlorien." He picked Buffy up again.
Frodo smiled slightly and walked with Aragorn back to the group. Once there, he stopped. Everyone started trudging towards Lothlorien. Gimli was shouldering two packs and Legolas was carrying a heartbroken Pippin. Merry was clinging onto Legolas's other side. Aragorn was leading the way. Sam looked back at Frodo and noticed something was wrong.
"Mr. Frodo? Strider says we need to go." Frodo looked around at Sam and then began running towards the exit of the mountain. "Strider! I think Mr. Frodo is goin' back in there!"
Aragorn looked around and saw Frodo running towards the cave's exit. He lightly placed Buffy on the ground and ran over to Frodo and grabbed him. "Frodo! You cannot go back in there. Orcs will immediately slaughter you! We must go to Lothlorien."
Frodo was struggling against Aragorn's grip. "We have to go back, Strider! We have to! Dawn's still in there! Please! I lost Gandalf. Don't let me lose her! Not again!" He was crying openly now. Dawn's loss was worse than Gandalf's. "Please Strider. Please."
