The next day arrived and the girls were awakened by shouts. They were too
exhausted to change and they clamored around the window.
Sarah blinked, "What's going on?"
"It doesn't sound good," Alex said.
Kristi racked her brain as she rubbed her arm. "Didn't Faramir mention that he was preparing for a battle?"
They all exchanged glances.
"But then that would mean. . ." Sarah trailed off.
Alex was about to say the word, but a voice in the distance shouted it for her.
"Nazgûl!"
They all exchanged panicked glances. Kristi immediately strapped a belt around her waist and sheathed her sword. Sarah grabbed the crossbow and Alex grabbed her long bow.
Sarah started loading the crossbow. "I'm finding a horse."
Alex readied an arrow, "I'm going to join the archers."
They both went to leave and Kristi looked to them. "Guys, we have to stick together. We still have to tell Gandalf what we saw."
Sarah looked to her. "If we split up, there's less of a chance of them getting all us."
Alex forced a smile. "We'll see each other soon."
They left the room and Kristi said quietly gripping her sword, "but I'll be alone again. . ." She shook that angsty notion out of her head and charged out of the room.
Alex joined the archers and her heart froze when she saw the Nazgûl. Sarah mounted her horse and swallowed nervously as the sky went black. Kristi stared at the sky in a mixture of horror, fear, and awe. When Gandalf drove the Nazgûl away Alex and Sarah cheered with the others. Kristi felt ill. She was probably the only one who heard them calling out death threats in Black Speech.
The army of Mordor gathered and the girls felt sick to their stomachs. What had they gotten themselves into this time? Why wasn't Gandalf helping them? Was there anyone who could help them?
Alex started firing her arrows at the first signal and swallowed as she hit her targets. She had killed orcs before, but this time she felt as if more was riding these kills. She shivered as she heard the screams of the Nazgûl, but when she felt Pippin move beside her, armed with a pouch full of rocks, she glomped him for a moment, then continued firing to combat her own fear.
Sarah and her horse saw a troll, both shared a look of fear and if Sarah's legs were on the ground, she would be running as fast as her horse. Luckily for her, she could twist around and fire off her crossbow. She put her hands to her ears when she heard a familiar scream.
Kristi winced when she heard the Nazgûl's screams. To everyone else it was noise; in reality it was a debased form of Elvish, the language of Sauron, Black Speech.
"Dorzog!" The Nazgûl repeated it over and over as they killed.
Kristi fought hand to hand with the soldiers that got through. It was if another part of her took over. She slew orc after orc. . .until she killed a human. Her hand trembled as he stared into her eyes and she stumbled back to a wall. What was she doing? She closed her eyes to combat the tears and climbed atop a shattered pillar.
In reply to the Nazgûl she shouted, "nar kurr!"
The Witch-King's attention was diverted. He flew over to her and hovered before her. "Ah. . .Lord Sauron's servant. We have missed you so. You are aware that our Lord does not take betrayal lightly, fortunately for you he still desires you alive."
"Stop calling me that! I'm not his servant!"
Alex scrambled out of the carnage and huddled under some broken walls. Her jaw dropped when she saw Kristi. . .and the Witch-King talking. "I must be imagining things. . ."
The Witch-King laughed. "We shall have much fun convincing you otherwise. Speaking of fun. . .I must go visit a friend of yours. I do miss her so."
"You leave her alone! You leave both of my friends alone!"
"What are you planning to do? Talk me to death?"
Kristi visibly paused and came up with a witty retort. "Maybe!!" She inwardly kicked herself; her witty retorts were in short supply when she was in the presence of a Nazgûl. They always seemed to be turned around on her.
The Witch-King urged his fell beast toward Sarah. Kristi looked like she was about to jump after him.
Alex's eyes widened at dark figures that loomed in the clouds. "Kristi! Look out!"
Kristi turned around confused and a fell beast crashed into her. She blacked out and started to free-fall to the ground. A Nazgûl caught her and yelled to the others, "Look. I've caught a winged shadow without the wings!"
Alex watched in shock, too numb to do anything.
Sarah blinked as she thought she saw Kristi fall and was distracted. An arm looped around her waist and she screamed as she was suddenly flying. "Wait! I'm not dead yet!"
"You may not be. . .but I am," the Witch-King chuckled.
Sarah looked up in shock. "Put me down!"
The Witch-King was flying over Minas Tirith. "Is that what you truly desire?"
Sarah cursed and muttered, "No. And don't you dare laugh! That's not funny!"
When the battle was over Alex watched helplessly as her two friends were taken away. She fought back tears and her knees went weak. Gandalf ran over to her. "Alex, where are Kristi and Sarah?"
Alex sniffled. "They took them."
"Who child?"
"The Nazgûl."
Gandalf helped her to her feet. "You best tell me everything."
Sarah struggled in the Witch-King's grasp as he took her to Minas Morgûl. "Aren't you supposed to be destroyed?!"
"You are referring to that woman and that small creature aren't you?"
Sarah froze, "yes. Weren't you supposed to be destroyed by them?"
"In history yes," the Witch-King said. He set Sarah down and she could hear a smirk in his voice. "But do you honestly think I can be killed by a mortal hand? That I had not thought of that possibility?"
Sarah shrugged, surprised at her own nonchalance. Frankly, she was curious, "so what exactly did they kill on the battlefield?"
"Myself of course."
"Now I'm confused."
The Witch-King motioned for her to sit. "My shadowed spirit can copy itself on many levels, a great portion of myself was lost. But I can assure you my dear that I have a sufficient amount of energy to continue."
Sarah swallowed. "Well, I guess that's good."
"I knew you would see it my way."
Sarah blinked and thought, 'No. I did not just have a conversation with him and agree with him.'
The Witch-King chuckled, "hopefully your friend will see things Sauron's way."
The Riders poked Kristi awake once she was in Barad Dûr. She groaned as she awoke on the stone floor. "Where-?"
A voice echoed around her. "Hoshat sharbtur."
She hurt all over and she struggled to get to her feet, only to be forced down to her knees. A pillar of fire rose in the room and Kristi clenched her eyes shut. She shivered as she felt the presence of a figure before her. Opening her eyes she slowly looked up to Sauron.
Alex tried not to shiver as she thought of her two friends. She felt bad that she had felt bitter at them not having to dance in front of Denethor. She concluded that being taken by the Nazgûl was a far worse fate.
Gandalf paced the room. He had heard from Alex about the words that the girls had spoken. He was surprised that she remembered both hers and Sarah's, but he was disturbed at the fact that Kristi still possessed an aura of darkness about her. He had used a great portion of his power to send them back to their realm. If Sauron were to enter their realm, there would be no stopping him. From what he had deduced there was a lack of magic in their world of Earth.
"Alex, I know not how I can help you again," he said quietly.
"But you have to, you did it before. You're a powerful Istari. . .you came back from the dead! That has to count for something!"
"Not much in the eyes of an already old man, glimpsing death around every corner," he replied solemnly. "Even if I could do anything, it would all bear on whether the ring is destroyed."
"It will be!"
Gandalf looked to her. "You have such faith."
"I know it will!"
"But do you have faith enough in your friends?"
Alex paused. "What do you mean?"
"Sauron must not use them for his own means. If he increases his power in any way because of that, then all that you know about out world may be changed in an instant."
Alex took a breath. "I believe in them, with all my heart."
Gimli sniffled from where he was hiding with the rest of the disjointed fellowship. "That was beautiful."
Gandalf glared and opened a door. "Well, now that everyone knows. . ."
Legolas walked over to Alex and took her hand. "You'll get them back. We shall fight for them, to end Sauron's reign."
Aragorn nodded. "We shall distract Sauron so that Frodo and Sam can destroy the ring."
Alex nodded. "Right, we shall distract them."
Everyone turned to her and Aragorn said, "When we said 'we'. . ."
Alex glared at them. "I'm stubborn so don't even try to change my mind." She picked up her bow and arrows. "And if you think I'm stubborn. . .you should see my friends."
Translations:
Dorzog-Surrender
nar kurr!- No, never!
Hoshat sharbtur- Silence servant
Author's Note: Things have certainly heated up and as Gandalf said in the movie, "the board is set and the pieces are moving." Next chapter, the exciting conclusion!! Please review! ::snaps her fingers and fire illuminates the review button::
Sarah blinked, "What's going on?"
"It doesn't sound good," Alex said.
Kristi racked her brain as she rubbed her arm. "Didn't Faramir mention that he was preparing for a battle?"
They all exchanged glances.
"But then that would mean. . ." Sarah trailed off.
Alex was about to say the word, but a voice in the distance shouted it for her.
"Nazgûl!"
They all exchanged panicked glances. Kristi immediately strapped a belt around her waist and sheathed her sword. Sarah grabbed the crossbow and Alex grabbed her long bow.
Sarah started loading the crossbow. "I'm finding a horse."
Alex readied an arrow, "I'm going to join the archers."
They both went to leave and Kristi looked to them. "Guys, we have to stick together. We still have to tell Gandalf what we saw."
Sarah looked to her. "If we split up, there's less of a chance of them getting all us."
Alex forced a smile. "We'll see each other soon."
They left the room and Kristi said quietly gripping her sword, "but I'll be alone again. . ." She shook that angsty notion out of her head and charged out of the room.
Alex joined the archers and her heart froze when she saw the Nazgûl. Sarah mounted her horse and swallowed nervously as the sky went black. Kristi stared at the sky in a mixture of horror, fear, and awe. When Gandalf drove the Nazgûl away Alex and Sarah cheered with the others. Kristi felt ill. She was probably the only one who heard them calling out death threats in Black Speech.
The army of Mordor gathered and the girls felt sick to their stomachs. What had they gotten themselves into this time? Why wasn't Gandalf helping them? Was there anyone who could help them?
Alex started firing her arrows at the first signal and swallowed as she hit her targets. She had killed orcs before, but this time she felt as if more was riding these kills. She shivered as she heard the screams of the Nazgûl, but when she felt Pippin move beside her, armed with a pouch full of rocks, she glomped him for a moment, then continued firing to combat her own fear.
Sarah and her horse saw a troll, both shared a look of fear and if Sarah's legs were on the ground, she would be running as fast as her horse. Luckily for her, she could twist around and fire off her crossbow. She put her hands to her ears when she heard a familiar scream.
Kristi winced when she heard the Nazgûl's screams. To everyone else it was noise; in reality it was a debased form of Elvish, the language of Sauron, Black Speech.
"Dorzog!" The Nazgûl repeated it over and over as they killed.
Kristi fought hand to hand with the soldiers that got through. It was if another part of her took over. She slew orc after orc. . .until she killed a human. Her hand trembled as he stared into her eyes and she stumbled back to a wall. What was she doing? She closed her eyes to combat the tears and climbed atop a shattered pillar.
In reply to the Nazgûl she shouted, "nar kurr!"
The Witch-King's attention was diverted. He flew over to her and hovered before her. "Ah. . .Lord Sauron's servant. We have missed you so. You are aware that our Lord does not take betrayal lightly, fortunately for you he still desires you alive."
"Stop calling me that! I'm not his servant!"
Alex scrambled out of the carnage and huddled under some broken walls. Her jaw dropped when she saw Kristi. . .and the Witch-King talking. "I must be imagining things. . ."
The Witch-King laughed. "We shall have much fun convincing you otherwise. Speaking of fun. . .I must go visit a friend of yours. I do miss her so."
"You leave her alone! You leave both of my friends alone!"
"What are you planning to do? Talk me to death?"
Kristi visibly paused and came up with a witty retort. "Maybe!!" She inwardly kicked herself; her witty retorts were in short supply when she was in the presence of a Nazgûl. They always seemed to be turned around on her.
The Witch-King urged his fell beast toward Sarah. Kristi looked like she was about to jump after him.
Alex's eyes widened at dark figures that loomed in the clouds. "Kristi! Look out!"
Kristi turned around confused and a fell beast crashed into her. She blacked out and started to free-fall to the ground. A Nazgûl caught her and yelled to the others, "Look. I've caught a winged shadow without the wings!"
Alex watched in shock, too numb to do anything.
Sarah blinked as she thought she saw Kristi fall and was distracted. An arm looped around her waist and she screamed as she was suddenly flying. "Wait! I'm not dead yet!"
"You may not be. . .but I am," the Witch-King chuckled.
Sarah looked up in shock. "Put me down!"
The Witch-King was flying over Minas Tirith. "Is that what you truly desire?"
Sarah cursed and muttered, "No. And don't you dare laugh! That's not funny!"
When the battle was over Alex watched helplessly as her two friends were taken away. She fought back tears and her knees went weak. Gandalf ran over to her. "Alex, where are Kristi and Sarah?"
Alex sniffled. "They took them."
"Who child?"
"The Nazgûl."
Gandalf helped her to her feet. "You best tell me everything."
Sarah struggled in the Witch-King's grasp as he took her to Minas Morgûl. "Aren't you supposed to be destroyed?!"
"You are referring to that woman and that small creature aren't you?"
Sarah froze, "yes. Weren't you supposed to be destroyed by them?"
"In history yes," the Witch-King said. He set Sarah down and she could hear a smirk in his voice. "But do you honestly think I can be killed by a mortal hand? That I had not thought of that possibility?"
Sarah shrugged, surprised at her own nonchalance. Frankly, she was curious, "so what exactly did they kill on the battlefield?"
"Myself of course."
"Now I'm confused."
The Witch-King motioned for her to sit. "My shadowed spirit can copy itself on many levels, a great portion of myself was lost. But I can assure you my dear that I have a sufficient amount of energy to continue."
Sarah swallowed. "Well, I guess that's good."
"I knew you would see it my way."
Sarah blinked and thought, 'No. I did not just have a conversation with him and agree with him.'
The Witch-King chuckled, "hopefully your friend will see things Sauron's way."
The Riders poked Kristi awake once she was in Barad Dûr. She groaned as she awoke on the stone floor. "Where-?"
A voice echoed around her. "Hoshat sharbtur."
She hurt all over and she struggled to get to her feet, only to be forced down to her knees. A pillar of fire rose in the room and Kristi clenched her eyes shut. She shivered as she felt the presence of a figure before her. Opening her eyes she slowly looked up to Sauron.
Alex tried not to shiver as she thought of her two friends. She felt bad that she had felt bitter at them not having to dance in front of Denethor. She concluded that being taken by the Nazgûl was a far worse fate.
Gandalf paced the room. He had heard from Alex about the words that the girls had spoken. He was surprised that she remembered both hers and Sarah's, but he was disturbed at the fact that Kristi still possessed an aura of darkness about her. He had used a great portion of his power to send them back to their realm. If Sauron were to enter their realm, there would be no stopping him. From what he had deduced there was a lack of magic in their world of Earth.
"Alex, I know not how I can help you again," he said quietly.
"But you have to, you did it before. You're a powerful Istari. . .you came back from the dead! That has to count for something!"
"Not much in the eyes of an already old man, glimpsing death around every corner," he replied solemnly. "Even if I could do anything, it would all bear on whether the ring is destroyed."
"It will be!"
Gandalf looked to her. "You have such faith."
"I know it will!"
"But do you have faith enough in your friends?"
Alex paused. "What do you mean?"
"Sauron must not use them for his own means. If he increases his power in any way because of that, then all that you know about out world may be changed in an instant."
Alex took a breath. "I believe in them, with all my heart."
Gimli sniffled from where he was hiding with the rest of the disjointed fellowship. "That was beautiful."
Gandalf glared and opened a door. "Well, now that everyone knows. . ."
Legolas walked over to Alex and took her hand. "You'll get them back. We shall fight for them, to end Sauron's reign."
Aragorn nodded. "We shall distract Sauron so that Frodo and Sam can destroy the ring."
Alex nodded. "Right, we shall distract them."
Everyone turned to her and Aragorn said, "When we said 'we'. . ."
Alex glared at them. "I'm stubborn so don't even try to change my mind." She picked up her bow and arrows. "And if you think I'm stubborn. . .you should see my friends."
Translations:
Dorzog-Surrender
nar kurr!- No, never!
Hoshat sharbtur- Silence servant
Author's Note: Things have certainly heated up and as Gandalf said in the movie, "the board is set and the pieces are moving." Next chapter, the exciting conclusion!! Please review! ::snaps her fingers and fire illuminates the review button::