Hey all....sorry this chapter took so long, but school got kinda busy again. We're reading the Iliad, so I have PLENTY of homework to keep me busy. :/ Well, disclaimer's the same....I don't have much else to say, so I suppose I'll just let you read the chapter now!! :) Thanks to all those who reviewed! And yes, I'm planning to update Disco Party and American Teenagers!!! :)
Chapter 13
The fellowship, having exhausted all possibility of conversation, attempted to occupy themselves as only very bored people can. Gandalflit his pipe and idely blew smoke rings, while Boromir watched them float up to the stone ceiling. Gimli grumbled random threats to no one in particular. Legolas sang softly to himself, Aragorn drew images in the dirt floor, and the hobbits....just....sat there.
Needless to say, everyone, even Gandalf, jumped noticably at the sudden clanging sound of the prison door opening. Jenny was shoved through, and landed face-first in the dust. Orcish laughter was heard echoing down the stone corridor as the cell was once again closed off from the outside world.
"My dear, are you all right?!" Gandalf exclaimed, as he and Aragorn helped Jenny to her feet.
"What's happened?!" cried Pippin.
"I'm fine," Jenny assured them. "Just a little....shaken." She took a deep breath. "Jordan is going to try and overthrow Sauron and Sauraman. He wants the Ring," she whispered.
"It is as I feared," muttered Gandalf. "Jordan has been consumed with a lust for power....he will do almost anything to attain it. He could be the undoing of all we have fought for for so long."
"But....Gandalf...you're some sort of wizard, aren't you? Can't you stop him? Turn him into a toad or something?"
"My power comes only from Those who sent me. It cannot be used in such a manner."
"Well....what about Legolas? He is an elf, after all.....and a prince at that! Don't elves have some sort of magic?"
"The first-born were granted some measure of power, yes...but our magic is only used to heal and preserve. We have little defense against such evil as this," Legolas replied apologetically.
"But...." Jenny looked around helplessly. "Aragorn? You're supposed to be king, right? Isn't there anything you can do?"
"My time is not yet ripe, m'lady."
"Isn't there anything ANY of you can do?!?" Jenny cried to the company, exhasperated. Looking at each of them in turn, she saw the answer in their solemn eyes. "Is Middle Earth...lost?" she asked. Gandalf walked over and placed a hand gently on her shoulder.
"It was lost already," he said, smiling sadly. "We began this Quest without hope; but I think you came here with a purpose. If anyone can stop Jordan, I think it will be you. You may yet persuade him."
Jenny shook her head. "I tried. He won't listen."
"Not all persuasion is done with words...." Gandalf hinted.
Jenny started to protest when an exploding noise shook the cell from outside. "They must be firing the guns again!!" Jenny cried, trying to stay on her feet.
"That sounded larger than their other weapons," Merry remarked nervously.
"M'lady...come and look at this," said Boromir, who was looking out the barred window. Jenny rushed over. Her eyes widened.
"Cannons..." she gulped. "He's ready to go to war..."
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Chapter 13
The fellowship, having exhausted all possibility of conversation, attempted to occupy themselves as only very bored people can. Gandalflit his pipe and idely blew smoke rings, while Boromir watched them float up to the stone ceiling. Gimli grumbled random threats to no one in particular. Legolas sang softly to himself, Aragorn drew images in the dirt floor, and the hobbits....just....sat there.
Needless to say, everyone, even Gandalf, jumped noticably at the sudden clanging sound of the prison door opening. Jenny was shoved through, and landed face-first in the dust. Orcish laughter was heard echoing down the stone corridor as the cell was once again closed off from the outside world.
"My dear, are you all right?!" Gandalf exclaimed, as he and Aragorn helped Jenny to her feet.
"What's happened?!" cried Pippin.
"I'm fine," Jenny assured them. "Just a little....shaken." She took a deep breath. "Jordan is going to try and overthrow Sauron and Sauraman. He wants the Ring," she whispered.
"It is as I feared," muttered Gandalf. "Jordan has been consumed with a lust for power....he will do almost anything to attain it. He could be the undoing of all we have fought for for so long."
"But....Gandalf...you're some sort of wizard, aren't you? Can't you stop him? Turn him into a toad or something?"
"My power comes only from Those who sent me. It cannot be used in such a manner."
"Well....what about Legolas? He is an elf, after all.....and a prince at that! Don't elves have some sort of magic?"
"The first-born were granted some measure of power, yes...but our magic is only used to heal and preserve. We have little defense against such evil as this," Legolas replied apologetically.
"But...." Jenny looked around helplessly. "Aragorn? You're supposed to be king, right? Isn't there anything you can do?"
"My time is not yet ripe, m'lady."
"Isn't there anything ANY of you can do?!?" Jenny cried to the company, exhasperated. Looking at each of them in turn, she saw the answer in their solemn eyes. "Is Middle Earth...lost?" she asked. Gandalf walked over and placed a hand gently on her shoulder.
"It was lost already," he said, smiling sadly. "We began this Quest without hope; but I think you came here with a purpose. If anyone can stop Jordan, I think it will be you. You may yet persuade him."
Jenny shook her head. "I tried. He won't listen."
"Not all persuasion is done with words...." Gandalf hinted.
Jenny started to protest when an exploding noise shook the cell from outside. "They must be firing the guns again!!" Jenny cried, trying to stay on her feet.
"That sounded larger than their other weapons," Merry remarked nervously.
"M'lady...come and look at this," said Boromir, who was looking out the barred window. Jenny rushed over. Her eyes widened.
"Cannons..." she gulped. "He's ready to go to war..."
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