Chapter 7
By Crystal
*We all know who this belongs to ^^;;*
We cannot get out.
Gandalf...
I froze immediately in fear as sounds were heard behind me. A crash and I turned around to see Pippin, with a surprised look on his face. We were in silence for a long time, awaiting enemies to suddenly come in and kill us. I sighed in relief and let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding.
"Amin sinome, n'gorga..." I heard a whisper behind me.
I turned around and looked up once again into the eyes of Legolas, "...What... What does that mean?"
"I am here... Do not be afraid." He said quietly, stroking my hair, his eyes alert and his ears listening to every whisper of the wind.
Gandalf glared at Pippin, "Fool of a Took! Throw yourself next time and rid us of your stupidity." I can't remember if this happened or not in the book... When I had first read the first book, I remember skimming through the book... I can't... My thoughts were broken as I heard drum noises underneath. Drums...
Drums, drums in the deep...
Frodo drew out Sting and it glowed blue. "Orcs." Legolas stated, his hand no longer on my hair, but on his bow. He pushed me back a little, "Stay with the hobbits... And grab a sword from a corpse.
"Legolas..."
He looked back at me, "Go!" I saw Boromir run to the door as two arrows narrowly miss his head, "They have a cave-troll."
"Get back!" Aragorn shouted at the hobbits, "Stay close to Gandalf!" Legolas took weapons and threw them to each other, baring the doors. Finally, I grabbed a single sword from the ground. A sword that belongs to orcs... I would gag if the circumstances were different.
Gimli growled, "Let them come! There is one dwarf yet in Moria that still draws breath." As the orcs came knocking the door down, Legolas shot an arrow, knocking down an orc. Bulls eye. After several other tries, they knocked the door down and the orcs came in. Then finally, a cave troll came in...
Words were whispered repeatedly into my ears...
We cannot get out.
They are coming.
We cannot get out...
"JESSICA!" I heard Boromir shout as I snapped out of my thoughts once again. Biting my lips, I swung my sword, cutting off an orc's head. I winced in disgust as the blood leaked out of its neck and swung it another time, moving towards Sam, who was whacking orcs on the head with his pan.
"I think I'm getting the hang of this!" He said, and turned around to knock another orc out cold.
I didn't know what I was doing anymore. All I had in my head was phrases... Phrases that made no more sense...
We cannot get out.
Kill or be killed...
I gritted my teeth as I felt a sword wound on my forearm. "Fuck it..." I swore as I saw the blood drip out of the wound and I turned towards another orc, seeing Frodo get dragged by a troll, "Frodo!" I yelled out, catching everyone's attention and directed their gaze at Frodo.
"Frodo!" I watched as Aragorn tried to save Frodo from the troll, thrusting a spear in its chest, and I watched in horror as the troll throws Aragorn aside against the wall. I stood motionless as I watched Frodo run to Aragorn's side and I watched as the troll pinned Frodo against the wall with a spear.
We cannot get out.
"FRODO!" I heard Sam yell. It's not possible, is it? For the Ring-bearer to die? Just because I came into Middle-Earth, it doesn't necessary mean that I changed the whole story... Right? I certainly don't remember Frodo getting pierced by a spear... It must be my brain. It must be my brain forgetting some information. Or this must all be a dream... Or a nightmare. Yes... That's it.
Aragorn turned Frodo over slowly as we all watched with barely contained fear. "I'm all right. I'm not hurt." I saw Frodo wince in pain, but otherwise, he was alive. I was, speechless. Then there were more orcs coming... I can hear their footsteps.
We cannot get out.
"Damn it." I swore again as my brain repeated the words over and over again, freaking the hell out of me.
"To the bridge of Khazad-dûm!" Quickly, one by one, we ran out of the room... But we were outrun by orcs. Thousand and thousands of them... Millions... Billions... We were surrounded.
We cannot get out.
Damn me... Then there was a growl, and every orc shivered and started whimpering. And in there was a strange red glow on the walls. I grabbed whoever was closest to me, and it happened to be Boromir. He patted my head quietly, then looked up at the Gandalf, "What is this new devilry?"
Gandalf paused before answering, "A Balrog... A demon of the ancient world. This foe is beyond any of you. Run!"
I ran down the halls and stairs, following the lead of Boromir and Legolas, running down as fast as I could. I couldn't remember the last time I had run so many stairs, nor could I remember the last time I ran so much. The whole place was boiling up and if I didn't know any better, I would've sworn I was in a volcano.
As we reached a staircase, a rock fell, cutting the staircase off. Without a second thought, Legolas leaped over gracefully, "Gandalf!" He called to him, signalling him to jump over. Gandalf was caught by Legolas. "Jessica... Jump over!" I bit my lips in fear, and then jumped over... A pair of warm arms embraced me, "Amin sinome." (I am here.)
I nodded mutely, and retreated behind them, finally noticing that I was still holding my sword. It was then that the orcs started shooting arrows at us. "Merry! Pippin!" I heard Boromir shout, then without his arms around each hobbit, he jumped over and Legolas helped them up. Another piece of stairs fell... Aragorn tossed Sam over and Gimli, that was too prideful for his own good jumped over the gap, but for Legolas' help, he was helped up, grabbed by his beard.
Finally, Aragorn and Frodo both crossed safely and I breathed a sigh of relief again. At least nothing changed so far... Or it was probably because I forgot. This was the part I dreaded... "Over the bridge! Fly!"
I ran and ran across the narrow bridge... Did I mention there were no handrails? "Shit..." I cursed in fear. I stopped at the end of the bridge, staring at Gandalf.
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With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadow plunged down and vanished. But even as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard's knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered and fell, grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. "Fly, you fools!" he cried, and was gone. (Quoted from I p.434)
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"GANDALF!" I was about to run back to the bridge and grab him when I felt someone grab me by the waist, "Let go of me you fucking idiot! He's going to die!" I swore again, ignoring the person behind me.
"Tampa!" (Stop!) He said, his grip tightening and I gave up. I lay in his arms, limp as I watched Gandalf face the Balrog.
"You cannot pass," Gandalf said. The orcs stood still and silent and everyone watched, "I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You shall not pass!"
I watched as the staff crack the bridge, I watched as the Balrog fell into the gulf and I watched the whip curl around Gandalf's knees and drag him down into the darkness below. "Fly, you fools!"
Gandalf...
"Come! I will lead you now!" I heard Aragorn yell, though it was nothing but another annoying buzz in my ears, "We must obey his last command. Follow me!" I had no idea how, but within a few minutes, I found myself no longer in the Mines of Moria, but in the sunlight in the mountains.
I looked at the rocks below me, indifferent to anyone's doing, as tears silently fell from my eyes and onto the rocks, colouring it a darker shade of grey. "Legolas, get them up." Aragorn shouted and I looked at him in disbelief.
I saw Legolas with the same look as I, and I heard Boromir speak up, "Give them a moment for pity's sake!" He was comforting Gimli who was struggling, as though meaning to go back in the mines and I would not be surprised if he did so.
I saw Aragorn's eyes filled with sorrow, yet determination shone, "By nightfall these hills will be swarming with Orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlórien. Come Boromir. Legolas, Gimli, get them up."
I felt Legolas drag me up once again and my face was met with the sight of his chest, "Hush Jessica... Do not cry..."
January 15, 3019
I am writing this as we rest... For hours, we have walked away in a quick pace, away from the Mines of Moria. Gandalf has fallen... And Aragorn is leading. We will reach our destination soon... I know that Gandalf will come back, yet I cannot stop the pain in my heart. It hurts, to see someone you like die right before your eyes. It's the first time I've seen death...
My grandfather died, though he died in peace. I wonder when I'll be returning home... When I'll be returning to Earth... When I'll see Alan. But while writing this, I'm looking at Legolas who was standing on the grass, watching the world. I admit, he was handsome... And well, my feelings for Alan are slowly disappearing, though I don't want them to. I mean, I don't belong in Middle-Earth, and hell, why would Prince Legolas, the elf who has thousands of other she-elves after him, like me anyways? I was only a mere mortal to him, and I am not graceful like anyone in this world. I swear like a man... Well, according to Boromir anyways...
Speaking of Boromir... What should I do? What should I do? Should I let him get kill by orcs and let my heart be filled with guilt or should I save him, risking all the lives on Middle-Earth? My heart tells me to save him, yet my mind opposes.
And my mind's going back to the handsome elf that is now looking at me.
I smiled at Legolas and he smiled back, sincerely.
Well, to be truthful, dear journal... I think I'm starting to like his smile... Anyways, I think I should really stop thinking about him. My stomach's fluttering like crazy and I can't remember the last time a guy has done that to me, not even Alan. Means I'm in deep shit. I don't belong here in Middle-Earth and liking Legolas might prove to be dangerous, I mean, if I disappear from here the next second... Then... Whatever, might as well enjoy what's left. Somehow, it feels like I don't have much time here anymore...
-Jessica
"What did you write?" Legolas asked me, one of his eyebrow raised in curiosity.
I grinned, "That's for me to know and you to find out." I winked, then added, "I wrote about you, actually. But it's for you to find out whether it's good or bad."
"So you're happy now. I see you have forgotten about Gandalf..."
I shook my head, "No I haven't, Legolas." I said, "But..." I looked around, seeing if anyone was eavesdropping, "I'll tell you one thing everyone has forgotten." Then I whispered in his ears, "I can see what's in the future... Remember?" I pulled away, seeing the shock on his face, then the look of understanding.
He looked at me, "Does that mean..."
I smiled once again and winked, then repeated, "That's for me to know and you to find out, your highness."
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