Padme: So....I twisted the plot. Yay! =o
Yami no Bakura: e.e
Mariku: Ahuh...I'm sure.
Anakin: Padmejem does not own Yu-Gi-Oh or Lord of the Rings.
Mariku: HEY!
Chapter Six
'Itssss sooo...cooolllddd...' Yugi shivered, as he was given a piggy-back by Aragorn.
Yami scowled.
'Well, it's not that way, by my part.' Seto smiled, pulling his foot out of the snow.
'Yes, well, you got elven clothes, which by the way, make you look even more fruity.' Bakura had turned blue with the cold.
Ryou chattered his teeth in agreement, clinging to his yami.
Malik and Legolas had started a ridiculous argument.
'Just because you're prancing around in the snow like a deranged foal, does not make you the prettiest!'
Legolas growled. 'I AM the prettiest!'
Malik scowled. 'Are not!'
'Are too!'
'Are not!'
'I am the PRETTIEST!' Legolas screamed into Malik's face.
Malik was about to withdraw the dagger part of his Sennen Rod, when Gandalf tripped over his cloak.
'Blasted cloak...' Gandalf spat snow as he spoke, brushing it off his beard.
The day went slow, and it seemed to get colder and darker as it went.
Seto was more sulky than usual. As they stopped for their midday rest, Aragron turned to the saddened CEO.
'What saddens your heart, young one?' he asked, patting his brown hair lightly.
'Well....' he paused.
'Go on.'
'It's my birthday.'
Malik spun around.
'You're kidding, right? It can't be.'
'Fine, Ishtar..My birthday was yesterday.' his long frown seemed to lengthen.
Yugi was beginning to understand why nobody wanted to take the ring. He was starting to feel...sleepy. Alone.
'Yugi?' Yami had noticed the drowsy look in Yugi's amethyst eyes.
'Nothing, aibou...' the boy had a stoned look about him.
The group stopped, at the topmost of the peak. Legolas handed out some elven cloaks, to all, except Seto, who didn't particularly need one.
Yami held his hikari next to him, the two of them shivering. The voice in Yugi's head was slowly becoming more clear. Yugi shook lightly.
'I can see you...' it whispered coldly.
'W-w-who are you?' Yugi stuttered out loud.
'Pardon, aibou? Are you having amnesia?' Yami raised an eyebrow.
Yugi sighed.
Bakura and Ryou were giggling at the two of them, making certain kinds of rude comments.
Boromir was staring oddly at the ring. Yami growled. Bakura started laughing harder.
'Frangipani's getting jealous!' he choked through laughter.
Malik was mumbling in his sleep, along with Legolas' loud snoring.
'Prettiest...Not elf...Prettiest...' Malik whacked invisible elves with his Sennen Rod.
The next morning it was colder, and still dark. Amazingly, the elvish cloaks were still quite warm.
Legolas was complaining there was snow in his socks, and that even if he dried them, they would start to grow mould over the next few thousand years.
The group had to spend a little while looking for Bakura, who's white-lilac hair blended almost perfectly with the snow, and the blizzard the night before had covered him up to his temple.
'We are nearing the end of the pass.' Gandalf was still rather peeved about his hat.
Bakura sneezed. 'I don't lige deh code...'
'Well, neither do I.' wailed Merry. 'And I'm hungry too.'
'You're always hungry.' sighed Pippin.
'Stobbit, both of yahs.' Jou was getting annoyed.
There was a loud scream from the font of the group.
'Nazgul!' Gandalf shouted, adjusting his hat.
'Ack, not more of those ugly things!' Meriadoc clung to Boromir.
'You've had trouble with them before, as well?' Malik raised an eyebrow.
'Ay, and they have such bad dress sense.'
Ryou and Bakura dived into the snow, Gandalf standing tall between the dragon-bound rider and the group.
There was a long silence. The two figures stood silent for a while.
Yugi was quivering beyond cure, the voice in his head was deafening now.
'I can see you....I can see iiit....'
The Nazgul struck.
The grey wizard slid off the rocks slowly.
There were a few hoarse gasps from Jou and Ryou, and Boromir had to restrain them both, before they too went rolling off the cliff's edge.
There was another long silence, as Gandalf rolled down the mountain.
Malik drew the dagger from his Sennen Rod, growling, and hurling himself at the dragon on which the Nazgul was riding.
'You are a disgrace to dragons!' cried Malik as the first stab fell. 'And you don't even have a proper snout!' as another stab fell.
'Goodness me...' Ryou was hurridly drawing back tears. Crying in front of his yami usually resulted in a painful whack.
Bakura also was drawing back a squeal. He drew out a long dagger and his deck.
'I summon the man-eater bug!' Bakura drew the card.
A screech came out from nowhere, and an insect-like creature emerged from the snow. Legolas gave a squeak and clung to Yami.
'What the hell is that thing?!' he stuttered, an overly-anxious look on his features.
Seto opened a sulky eye lazily, the first thing appearing making him scream crazily. He fumbled around for his deck.
Jou and Ryou were trying in vain to shake off Boromir, who was also gawking at the Man-eater bug.
Malik was clinging for dear life to the throat of the dragon. All in all, quite a scene.
'Idiot!' Bakura turned to Seto. 'You can't summon from the Realm of Shadows, give it here!'
'And trust a Tomb robber?' Seto snorted quietly.
He threw the deck at Bakura. Bakura ferreted through it for a moment. Yugi knew what cards he was looking for.
Bakura summoned a Kuriboh, much to the others surprise.
'I think Kaiba picked up on my strategy.' blinked Yami.
Bakura then sacrificed both monsters.
'I summon the Blue eyes White Dragon!' A tall, metallic blue reptile rose from nowhere, causing Legolas to squeal louder.
Malik, by this time, had managed to mangle half the Nazgul's robes, lost him his sword, and ripped the dragon's leg, before plummeting to the snow below.
Seto yelled across the crowd of whining fellowship members.
'White lightning attack!'
The blue eyes let out a stream of lightning, striking the black rider with a loud bang.
The Nazgul went the same way as Gandalf, with yet another shriek.
The group continued onward, one member less. Malik was muttering sorrowfully under his breath about a scratch on his Sennen Rod, but Yugi, Jounouchi and Ryou
were just bawling over the loss of the grey, hat-obsessed wizard.
Seto was carefully counting the cards in his deck, making sure that a certain white-haired tomb thief had not pinched any. However, Boromir was still quite upset over the whole thing.
Bakura was resisting the urge to wallop his squealing aibou, the yami hated the sound of a bawling hikari.
Someone finally spoke. It was the greasy haired human, noted Bakura. He looked unmoved by the event, and was obviously going to give one of his pompous, know-it-all orders.
'We head for the woods of Lothlorien,' he said. 'We will be safe there, if we get there by nightfall.'
Gah. Bakura snorted. Who shoved the rod up his ass? Malik might be guilty.
Padme: Blah blah blah....
Anakin: You okay.
Padme: Yah. Just....needed to get rid of Gandalf, thats all.
Mariku: Thats not very nice.
Padme: Well, neither are you, in some ways. o.0
Anakin: -sigh- Read and Review!