** Chapter VIII**
Me: Hey all!! I'm soo glad to be typing again!!
Pippin: But.. You were typing your other story too.
Me: *Puts hand over Pip's mouth.* I don't know what you are talking about.
Pippin: *Takes my hand off* Your other story called The Outsider.
Me: -_- There goes my excuse!! Thanks Pip!!
Pippin: Your Welcome!! ^_^;
Me: -_-U
Disclaimer: LL123 doesn't own LOTR J.R.R Tolkien does!! Go Tolkien!! ^_^
Me: o_O
A/N: Made a couple mistakes last chapter. Sorry!! My friends were rushing me to do it..
Anywayz.. On with chapter eight.
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The Company of ten continued their journey to the Rohan. Edoras is coming into view for the company.
"Edoras, and the Golden Hall of Meduseld. There dwells Théoden, King of Rohan, whose mind is overthrown. Saruman's hold over King Théoden is now very strong." Said Gandalf.
I wasn't paying attention I was in my own la la land. Legolas was close to me that is all I thought about. His soft hands wrapped around my waist. I glanced at Nikki she had a big smirk on her face. Seifer was actually close to her. As with Ashley.
** In the castle, Eowyn is kneeling before Théoden, holding his hand into hers.
"My lord, your son is dead. My lord? Uncle?" Questioned Eowyn.
Théoden just sits, and stares ahead. His eyes clouded, and unseeing.
"Will you not go to him?" She asks as she begins to sob.
"Will you do nothing?"
**
"Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here." Said Gandalf.
I sighed," Why does that not surprise me?"
"Maybe because you already know what is going to happen." Commented Ashley.
"Thank you for pointing out the obvious." Replied Nicole.
"Your Welcome!!" Answered Ashley.
"You make me wonder about the size of your brain." Said Nikki.
"Sooner or later you will find out!!" Exclaimed Ashley.
I 'accidentally' moved my horse into Ashley's path, causing her to fall off her horse, and into the mud.
The whole company turned around, and started to laugh.
"You would think she would learn from her mistakes." I said into between laughs.
"Laugh all you want Randi. I will get you back!" Threatened Ashley.
"Yea right." I said rolling my eyes.
"WILL YOU TWO STOP THAT BICKERING AND MOVE!!" Screamed Gandalf.
"Sorry Mr. Sponge Bob Grumpy Pants." I commented. (A/N: I don't own Sponge bob;_;)
The Company continues to ride towards Edoras.
**
In Meduseld, Éowyn is weeping at Théodred's bedside. She kisses his hand. Gríma appears at the door.
"Oh, he... he must have died sometime in the night. What a tragedy for the King to lose his only son and heir." Said Gríma as he places his hand on Eowyn's shoulder.
"I understand his passing is hard to accept, especially now that your brother has deserted you. "
Eowyn jumps up, and throws off Grima's hand," Leave me alone, Snake!"
Gríma rises from the bed, and moves closer to her," Oh, but you are alone! Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, in bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, like a hutch to trammel some wild thing in?"
He moves his hand to her cheek, and begins to caress it. Then moves it down to her throat.
"So fair.. So cold.. Like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter's chill."
Éowyn and Gríma stare at each other intently. She almost shudders at this contact.
"Your words are poison!" Exclaimed Eowyn.
Éowyn runs outside. Weeping, she looks away into the distance. A flag is blown off its pole and carried away by the wind. Éowyn sees riders coming towards Edoras. As Aragorn passes through the main entrance, the banner floats down to land near him. Edoras is silent and somber. Everyone is dressed in black and they are staring at the newcomers in wary silence. Aragorn looks up at the Golden Hall and sees a lady in white, standing on the steps, watching them. He looks back at more of the quiet people lining the road through the city.
"You will find more cheer in a graveyard." Comments Gimli.
"No I doubt there is that much happiness there." Said Nicole.
Aragorn looks back up to Meduseld, but the lady has disappeared. The company climbs the stairs to the hall and is met by guards, led by Háma, the King's Doorward.
Gandalf looks at Háma and the welcoming committee," Ah!"
"I cannot allow you before Théoden-King so armed, Gandalf Grayhame. By order of Gríma Wormtongue." Said Háma.
Gandalf nods in understanding. He hands Háma Glamdring and signals for the others to surrender their weapons. Aragon hands over his sword and knives. Legolas gives a little twirl to his knives before handing them over to the guards. Gimli hands over his axes reluctantly. Squall hands over his sword, but Seifer tightens his grip on his sword.
"Why should I listen to toungeworm?" Asked Seifer.
"It's Wormtongue." Corrected Háma.
"Whatever! Why should I give up my sword?" Questioned Seifer.
"Just give it to them, Seifer." Said Squall.
"No."
"Sir, we are going to give it back to you later." Replied Háma.
"How do I know you are not lying?" Asked Seifer.
"I do not lie." Answered Háma.
Seifer narrowed his eyes, " If there is even one scratch on it I will kick your ass."
Háma nodded, " Your staff."
Gandalf pretends to be clueless," Hmm?"
He glances at his staff," Oh. No, you would not part an old man from his walking-stick?"
He looks at Háma innocently. Háma hesitates for a second, looking annoyed and suspicious, but then he gestures for them to follow him into the hall. Gandalf gives Aragorn a tiny wink and enters the hall, leaning on Legolas' arm.
Gríma leans down to Théoden," My lord, Gandalf the Grey is coming. The herald of the woe. "
"The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Théoden-King." Said Gandalf.
As Gandalf approaches Théoden, Aragorn, Nicole, Nikki, Squall, Seifer, Ashley, Legolas, Gimli, and I pull back and survey the hall and its occupants, who seem less than friendly. A particularly hostile-looking group of men starts to follow them, walking along by the walls as the visitors make their way up the center of the hall
"He's not welcome." Whispers Gríma.
"Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow?" Asked Théoden.
He looks to Gríma for affirmation.
"A just question, my liege." Responded Gríma.
He walks towards Gandalf.
"Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. Láthspell spell I name him. Ill news is an ill guest." Said Gríma.
"Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind you teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm!" Said Gandalf.
"Geez! Someone needs a tic-tac! Maybe a toothbrush too!" I exclaimed.
"Come on guys! You know the song!" Said Ashley.
Ashley, Nikki, Nicole, and I start to sing," Somebody needs a tic-tac! Not one, not two, but the WHOLE damn pack!!"
Gandalf rolls his eyes, and raises his staff to Gríma.
"His staff!" Exclaims Gríma.
He backs away from Gandalf, while addressing the guards.
"I told you to take the wizard's staff!"
The stalkers, who are in league with Gríma, attack. Aragorn, Legolas, Nikki, Gimli, Seifer, Squall, and I engage them effortlessly. Nicole, and Ashley stand there, and smile.
"Ha! This is what I was born to do!!" Exclaims Seifer.
As Gandalf continues to approach Théoden. Gamling starts to go forward, but Háma holds him back.
"Théoden, son of Thengel, too long have you sat in the shadows." Said Gandalf.
Gríma tries to crawl away unnoticed, but I catch him and pin him to the floor.
"I don't think so." I reply.
"Harken to me! I release you from the spell." Said Gandalf as he raises his hand.
Théoden begins to laugh menacingly.
Gandalf, recognizing Saruman's voice, and opens his eyes in surprise.
"You have no power here, Gandalf the Grey!" Exclaims Théoden.
Gandalf throws back his gray cloak, exuding a blinding white light. Théoden is thrown back against his seat.
"Argh!"
Gandalf points his staff towards Théoden," I shall draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound. "
Éowyn rushes in. Seeing her uncle threatened, she tries to go to him, but is held back by Aragorn.
"Wait." Said Aragorn.
"If I go, Théoden dies. " Threatens Théoden.
Gandalf moves his staff sharply and Théoden is once more pushed back in his chair.
"You did not kill ME... you will not kill HIM!" Yelled Gandalf.
"Rohan is mine!" Exclaims Théoden.
"Be gone!!" Screams Gandalf.
Gandalf smites Théoden, and as Théoden lunges at him, he is thrown back into the chair a third time. Théoden lets out a moan and slumps forward in his seat. Éowyn runs to her uncle's side as he falls. Théoden raises his head and his face begins to transform gradually into that of a much younger- looking man. Clarity and recognition return to his eyes.
Théoden looks closely at Éowyn, "I know your face. Éowyn? Éowyn!"
Eowyn begins to weep with joy.
Nicole, and I start to make fake barfing noises.
"How touching! NOT!" Exclaims Seifer.
Gandalf glares at us," Breathe the free air again, my friend."
The hall is filled with light once more, as everyone marvels at the rejuvenation of the King.
Théoden stands up, and looks around him," Dark have been my dreams of late."
He looks down at his trembling hands.
"Your fingers would remember their old strength better ... if they grasped your sword." Requested Gandalf.
Háma runs up with Théoden's sword, Herugrim. Théoden reaches for it with shaking hands. He wraps his fingers around it slowly and then draws it, gazing upon the shiny steel. In a corner, Gríma trembles, and tries to escape, but I pull him back. Suddenly, Théoden's gaze turns to Gríma. Háma, and the guards pick up Gríma and throw him out the doors.
"Argh!" Exclaims Gríma.
He looks back up beseechingly to Théoden, who has followed his guards to the main steps outside. Gandalf, the Ten Hunters, Éowyn and many others have also come out.
"I've only ever served you, my lord!" Cries Gríma.
He advances towards Gríma, holding the sword firmly in his hand, speaking angrily.
"Your leechcraft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast!" Exclaims Théoden.
He grovels on the ground, pleading," Send me not from your side."
Théoden raises his sword to kill Gríma, but Aragorn prevents him.
"No, my lord! No, my lord. Let him go. Enough blood has been spilled on his account." Cries Aragorn.
Gríma scrambles to his feet and pushes his way through the crowd.
"Get out of my way!" Screams Gríma.
The crowd kneels in homage before Théoden. Aragorn kneels also. Gríma rides rapidly out of Edoras. As Théoden turns to go back into the hall, he looks up, puzzled.
"Where is Théodred? Where is my son?" Asked Théoden.
*
"Hey Pip?"
"Yea Christina?" Asked Pippin.
"I'm bored." She replied.
"Me tooo."
"I'm not!! I'm HYPER!!!!!" Screams Megan.
"NOO!!! HIDE THE WOMAN AND THE CHILDREN!!" Cries Christina.
Pippin, and Merry look at Christina.
"Why?" Questions Merry.
"Megan+ Sugar= BAD!!!" Answered Christina.
*
The Company of hobbits, and two humans continue their journey to Mordor. Sam, Xhemile, and Zell have been singin for the last two hours. Everyone has become annoyed, except for the ones singing.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves. Everybody's nerves!! Everybody's nerves!! Everybody's nerves, and this is how it goes."
All of a sudden there was silence.
"Holy potatoes it stopped!!" Exclaimed Samwise.
The hobbit, and two humans begin to sing again.
"Damn!" Whispered Gennie.
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Nina: COWS GO MOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Me: o_O Right. Finally finished!! Yays!!
Nina: That means she doesn't have to update for another two weeks.
Me: *Covers Nina's mouth* I didn't say that..
Nina: Yes you did.
Me: -_- I can't win!
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Me: Hey all!! I'm soo glad to be typing again!!
Pippin: But.. You were typing your other story too.
Me: *Puts hand over Pip's mouth.* I don't know what you are talking about.
Pippin: *Takes my hand off* Your other story called The Outsider.
Me: -_- There goes my excuse!! Thanks Pip!!
Pippin: Your Welcome!! ^_^;
Me: -_-U
Disclaimer: LL123 doesn't own LOTR J.R.R Tolkien does!! Go Tolkien!! ^_^
Me: o_O
A/N: Made a couple mistakes last chapter. Sorry!! My friends were rushing me to do it..
Anywayz.. On with chapter eight.
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The Company of ten continued their journey to the Rohan. Edoras is coming into view for the company.
"Edoras, and the Golden Hall of Meduseld. There dwells Théoden, King of Rohan, whose mind is overthrown. Saruman's hold over King Théoden is now very strong." Said Gandalf.
I wasn't paying attention I was in my own la la land. Legolas was close to me that is all I thought about. His soft hands wrapped around my waist. I glanced at Nikki she had a big smirk on her face. Seifer was actually close to her. As with Ashley.
** In the castle, Eowyn is kneeling before Théoden, holding his hand into hers.
"My lord, your son is dead. My lord? Uncle?" Questioned Eowyn.
Théoden just sits, and stares ahead. His eyes clouded, and unseeing.
"Will you not go to him?" She asks as she begins to sob.
"Will you do nothing?"
**
"Be careful what you say. Do not look for welcome here." Said Gandalf.
I sighed," Why does that not surprise me?"
"Maybe because you already know what is going to happen." Commented Ashley.
"Thank you for pointing out the obvious." Replied Nicole.
"Your Welcome!!" Answered Ashley.
"You make me wonder about the size of your brain." Said Nikki.
"Sooner or later you will find out!!" Exclaimed Ashley.
I 'accidentally' moved my horse into Ashley's path, causing her to fall off her horse, and into the mud.
The whole company turned around, and started to laugh.
"You would think she would learn from her mistakes." I said into between laughs.
"Laugh all you want Randi. I will get you back!" Threatened Ashley.
"Yea right." I said rolling my eyes.
"WILL YOU TWO STOP THAT BICKERING AND MOVE!!" Screamed Gandalf.
"Sorry Mr. Sponge Bob Grumpy Pants." I commented. (A/N: I don't own Sponge bob;_;)
The Company continues to ride towards Edoras.
**
In Meduseld, Éowyn is weeping at Théodred's bedside. She kisses his hand. Gríma appears at the door.
"Oh, he... he must have died sometime in the night. What a tragedy for the King to lose his only son and heir." Said Gríma as he places his hand on Eowyn's shoulder.
"I understand his passing is hard to accept, especially now that your brother has deserted you. "
Eowyn jumps up, and throws off Grima's hand," Leave me alone, Snake!"
Gríma rises from the bed, and moves closer to her," Oh, but you are alone! Who knows what you have spoken to the darkness, in bitter watches of the night, when all your life seems to shrink, the walls of your bower closing in about you, like a hutch to trammel some wild thing in?"
He moves his hand to her cheek, and begins to caress it. Then moves it down to her throat.
"So fair.. So cold.. Like a morning of pale spring still clinging to winter's chill."
Éowyn and Gríma stare at each other intently. She almost shudders at this contact.
"Your words are poison!" Exclaimed Eowyn.
Éowyn runs outside. Weeping, she looks away into the distance. A flag is blown off its pole and carried away by the wind. Éowyn sees riders coming towards Edoras. As Aragorn passes through the main entrance, the banner floats down to land near him. Edoras is silent and somber. Everyone is dressed in black and they are staring at the newcomers in wary silence. Aragorn looks up at the Golden Hall and sees a lady in white, standing on the steps, watching them. He looks back at more of the quiet people lining the road through the city.
"You will find more cheer in a graveyard." Comments Gimli.
"No I doubt there is that much happiness there." Said Nicole.
Aragorn looks back up to Meduseld, but the lady has disappeared. The company climbs the stairs to the hall and is met by guards, led by Háma, the King's Doorward.
Gandalf looks at Háma and the welcoming committee," Ah!"
"I cannot allow you before Théoden-King so armed, Gandalf Grayhame. By order of Gríma Wormtongue." Said Háma.
Gandalf nods in understanding. He hands Háma Glamdring and signals for the others to surrender their weapons. Aragon hands over his sword and knives. Legolas gives a little twirl to his knives before handing them over to the guards. Gimli hands over his axes reluctantly. Squall hands over his sword, but Seifer tightens his grip on his sword.
"Why should I listen to toungeworm?" Asked Seifer.
"It's Wormtongue." Corrected Háma.
"Whatever! Why should I give up my sword?" Questioned Seifer.
"Just give it to them, Seifer." Said Squall.
"No."
"Sir, we are going to give it back to you later." Replied Háma.
"How do I know you are not lying?" Asked Seifer.
"I do not lie." Answered Háma.
Seifer narrowed his eyes, " If there is even one scratch on it I will kick your ass."
Háma nodded, " Your staff."
Gandalf pretends to be clueless," Hmm?"
He glances at his staff," Oh. No, you would not part an old man from his walking-stick?"
He looks at Háma innocently. Háma hesitates for a second, looking annoyed and suspicious, but then he gestures for them to follow him into the hall. Gandalf gives Aragorn a tiny wink and enters the hall, leaning on Legolas' arm.
Gríma leans down to Théoden," My lord, Gandalf the Grey is coming. The herald of the woe. "
"The courtesy of your hall is somewhat lessened of late, Théoden-King." Said Gandalf.
As Gandalf approaches Théoden, Aragorn, Nicole, Nikki, Squall, Seifer, Ashley, Legolas, Gimli, and I pull back and survey the hall and its occupants, who seem less than friendly. A particularly hostile-looking group of men starts to follow them, walking along by the walls as the visitors make their way up the center of the hall
"He's not welcome." Whispers Gríma.
"Why should I welcome you, Gandalf Stormcrow?" Asked Théoden.
He looks to Gríma for affirmation.
"A just question, my liege." Responded Gríma.
He walks towards Gandalf.
"Late is the hour in which this conjurer chooses to appear. Láthspell spell I name him. Ill news is an ill guest." Said Gríma.
"Be silent! Keep your forked tongue behind you teeth. I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm!" Said Gandalf.
"Geez! Someone needs a tic-tac! Maybe a toothbrush too!" I exclaimed.
"Come on guys! You know the song!" Said Ashley.
Ashley, Nikki, Nicole, and I start to sing," Somebody needs a tic-tac! Not one, not two, but the WHOLE damn pack!!"
Gandalf rolls his eyes, and raises his staff to Gríma.
"His staff!" Exclaims Gríma.
He backs away from Gandalf, while addressing the guards.
"I told you to take the wizard's staff!"
The stalkers, who are in league with Gríma, attack. Aragorn, Legolas, Nikki, Gimli, Seifer, Squall, and I engage them effortlessly. Nicole, and Ashley stand there, and smile.
"Ha! This is what I was born to do!!" Exclaims Seifer.
As Gandalf continues to approach Théoden. Gamling starts to go forward, but Háma holds him back.
"Théoden, son of Thengel, too long have you sat in the shadows." Said Gandalf.
Gríma tries to crawl away unnoticed, but I catch him and pin him to the floor.
"I don't think so." I reply.
"Harken to me! I release you from the spell." Said Gandalf as he raises his hand.
Théoden begins to laugh menacingly.
Gandalf, recognizing Saruman's voice, and opens his eyes in surprise.
"You have no power here, Gandalf the Grey!" Exclaims Théoden.
Gandalf throws back his gray cloak, exuding a blinding white light. Théoden is thrown back against his seat.
"Argh!"
Gandalf points his staff towards Théoden," I shall draw you, Saruman, as poison is drawn from a wound. "
Éowyn rushes in. Seeing her uncle threatened, she tries to go to him, but is held back by Aragorn.
"Wait." Said Aragorn.
"If I go, Théoden dies. " Threatens Théoden.
Gandalf moves his staff sharply and Théoden is once more pushed back in his chair.
"You did not kill ME... you will not kill HIM!" Yelled Gandalf.
"Rohan is mine!" Exclaims Théoden.
"Be gone!!" Screams Gandalf.
Gandalf smites Théoden, and as Théoden lunges at him, he is thrown back into the chair a third time. Théoden lets out a moan and slumps forward in his seat. Éowyn runs to her uncle's side as he falls. Théoden raises his head and his face begins to transform gradually into that of a much younger- looking man. Clarity and recognition return to his eyes.
Théoden looks closely at Éowyn, "I know your face. Éowyn? Éowyn!"
Eowyn begins to weep with joy.
Nicole, and I start to make fake barfing noises.
"How touching! NOT!" Exclaims Seifer.
Gandalf glares at us," Breathe the free air again, my friend."
The hall is filled with light once more, as everyone marvels at the rejuvenation of the King.
Théoden stands up, and looks around him," Dark have been my dreams of late."
He looks down at his trembling hands.
"Your fingers would remember their old strength better ... if they grasped your sword." Requested Gandalf.
Háma runs up with Théoden's sword, Herugrim. Théoden reaches for it with shaking hands. He wraps his fingers around it slowly and then draws it, gazing upon the shiny steel. In a corner, Gríma trembles, and tries to escape, but I pull him back. Suddenly, Théoden's gaze turns to Gríma. Háma, and the guards pick up Gríma and throw him out the doors.
"Argh!" Exclaims Gríma.
He looks back up beseechingly to Théoden, who has followed his guards to the main steps outside. Gandalf, the Ten Hunters, Éowyn and many others have also come out.
"I've only ever served you, my lord!" Cries Gríma.
He advances towards Gríma, holding the sword firmly in his hand, speaking angrily.
"Your leechcraft would have had me crawling on all fours like a beast!" Exclaims Théoden.
He grovels on the ground, pleading," Send me not from your side."
Théoden raises his sword to kill Gríma, but Aragorn prevents him.
"No, my lord! No, my lord. Let him go. Enough blood has been spilled on his account." Cries Aragorn.
Gríma scrambles to his feet and pushes his way through the crowd.
"Get out of my way!" Screams Gríma.
The crowd kneels in homage before Théoden. Aragorn kneels also. Gríma rides rapidly out of Edoras. As Théoden turns to go back into the hall, he looks up, puzzled.
"Where is Théodred? Where is my son?" Asked Théoden.
*
"Hey Pip?"
"Yea Christina?" Asked Pippin.
"I'm bored." She replied.
"Me tooo."
"I'm not!! I'm HYPER!!!!!" Screams Megan.
"NOO!!! HIDE THE WOMAN AND THE CHILDREN!!" Cries Christina.
Pippin, and Merry look at Christina.
"Why?" Questions Merry.
"Megan+ Sugar= BAD!!!" Answered Christina.
*
The Company of hobbits, and two humans continue their journey to Mordor. Sam, Xhemile, and Zell have been singin for the last two hours. Everyone has become annoyed, except for the ones singing.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves. Everybody's nerves!! Everybody's nerves!! Everybody's nerves, and this is how it goes."
All of a sudden there was silence.
"Holy potatoes it stopped!!" Exclaimed Samwise.
The hobbit, and two humans begin to sing again.
"Damn!" Whispered Gennie.
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Nina: COWS GO MOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Me: o_O Right. Finally finished!! Yays!!
Nina: That means she doesn't have to update for another two weeks.
Me: *Covers Nina's mouth* I didn't say that..
Nina: Yes you did.
Me: -_- I can't win!
Nina: Nope!! ^_^;;
Me: o_O R/R!! See that pretty button that says 'Review'? Click it!!