Faulkner: Hello everyone! I'd just like to say thankies for reading my
story!
Pinky: Please review afterwards! Master needs motivation to write!!
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The Mines of Moria? More like the Maze of Moria! There were tons of stairs and ladders and passages. Thank God that Gandalf had gone through Moria before. Or else they would have been lost in a matter of minutes.
And the stairs were another thing. Ratchet hated stairs, doors, and chairs. She thought they were one of the conspiracies of the world, like rain. (AN: Inside joke there! Me and my friends keep finding things that are odd and creepy. So we call them conspiracies!) She had absolutely refused to climb the endless staircases.
~*Flashback*~
"What, in the name of all that's holy, are those?" Ratchet asked with the faintest trace of fear. "And please don't say stairs."
"Then I would be lying if I said they weren't stairs." Gandalf said with a sigh. "Let us keep going. It will be a while until we next stop."
Everyone started climbing the stairs when Boromir noticed Ratchet wasn't following. He stopped and stared at her.
"Aren't you coming?" he asked.
"Why can't there be an escalator, or elevator around here? I swear, my life is cursed. It's so simple. My life is cursed." she sighed. "Do I hafta?" she whined.
"Yes, unless you want to left behind." What was wrong with her?
"I hate stairs. Stairs are a plague upon the world. They are only meant to torture people." she grumbled as she followed the Fellowship up the millions upon billions stairs.
~*End Flashback*~
All the walking up was making her calves burn. She wanted to stop and take a breather, but that would mean being left behind. Not good to be left behind in a stinky old mine where dead dwarves lay. Not good at all.
They were walking in a rough line, with Gandalf in the lead, then Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli, Boromir, the Hobbits, and a tired Ratchet. Ratchet was thinking about how she would have put grease on the steps to make someone slip and fall. Or tar to make them stuck on the steps until someone came along to pull them off, when a clattering noise interrupted her thoughts.
"Careful Pip. You might hurt yourself." She said as she helped up the tired Hobbit.
"Sorry. Lost my footing for a second and accidentally slipped." he breathed out. He was sounding as tired as she felt.
"S'all right. Just be careful."
So they climbed up, and up, and up into the heavens. Or so Ratchet thought.
After a while they stopped at a landing and set all their stuff down.
"We will sleep here until we are a little more rested." Gandalf said as he sat his old bones on a boulder.
"Finally." Ratchet whispered to no one in particular. The Fellowship picked out spots to lay their cloaks and sleep. Boromir took the first watch, even though there wasn't really anything to watch for.
The Hobbits picked spots close to Ratchet, and she didn't mind. They were like her little brothers. Very short brothers with hairy feet...
"Ratchet?" a voice whispered from somewhere close by.
"Yeah?" she answered. A body moved. It was only Frodo.
"I can't sleep. This place is scary and oddly quiet." He sounded tired enough. But the place was freaky enough to keep anyone awake.
"I can't sleep either. These mines are creepy." Merry said from her left. Sam and Pippin sat up and agreed with him.
"Well. Let me think...What's a good song that will put you to sleep? Hmmm..." Ratchet searched her brain for a quiet song that put them to sleep. "I know..." She sang a beautiful love song that was quiet enough.
"Too much time has passed by to
Lament that we were deeply in love
The wind keeps blowing, while my heart
Cannot heal all the tears in it."
Aragorn heard a soft voice singing. He barely picked up the words, and thought about Arwen. He loved her too much to let that happen to her. He wanted to do the right thing. But... What was the right thing to do?
Legolas easily caught the words that a lovely voice was singing. But it was a sad song. Probably about some lost lover. That was what it sounded like to him.
"Someone, cry for me with parched eyes
The real folk blues
I only want to know what true sadness is
Sitting in muddy water
Isn't such a bad life
If it ends after the first time...."
Boromir wondered who the voice belonged to. He looked over to where he thought it was coming from and saw Ratchet amongst four sleeping Hobbits. Surely.... It couldn't have been her. Could it? He saw her get up and walk over to where he was keeping watch.
"Was that you singing?" he asked.
Ratchet settled herself down on the ground next t him before she answered. "Yep. I bet I sounded horrible. It's been awhile since I last sang."
"No. It was beautiful." he argued. "Never have I heard any ladies in Gondor sing like that. Except for my mother..." and he went quiet, but spoke again. "She died a very long time ago."
"Was she a good mother?"
Boromir was surprised by this, but answered anyway. "Yes. She was very good to my brother and I."
"Then there is no reason to be sad. She took care of you guys and loved ya. She must've died happy."
Boromir thought on that for a second. Ratchet was probably right. His mother was very happy whenever she was with him or his brother, Faramir.
"What is your mother like?" Boromir asked. He didn't know much about the girl.
"I wouldn't know. She's never been around. Always out with my dad doing something. Never really got to know her." she said without any emotion. "Everyday i'd go home to an empty house. I don't know what parents are. I've never had them."
Boromir was about to say something when Ratchet cut in. "Don't say you're sorry. I don't need your pity. I've lived all my life without it, and I think i'm doing just fine." She abruptly got up and set her cloak down in a corner as far away from the Fellowship as she dared. Then turned her back to them and silently cried herself to sleep.
Gandalf stared at the mystery and problem that was Ratchet. He could tell that something had done this to her. But what? A verrrrrry interesting question.
After the Fellowship had rested up, they started on a narrow trail that winded around the edge of a cliff. On one side there was a wall, the other air. It was altogether a very boring trip. Nothing exciting happening and not really anything to see.
At the next stop, Ratchet remembered something that she had put in her backpack and smiled.
She pulled out her CD player and checked to make sure the batteries were in it. They were. She didn't need to find a CD because there was already one in it. She put on the headphones and prayed that the batteries were fresh.
Ratchet pushed 'play' and held her breath. She let it out as she heard Nickelback playing and relaxed against a pillar. Then went to her own little world as she softly sang.
"He's drunk again, it's time to fight
She must have done something wrong tonight
The living room becomes a boxing ring
It's time to run when you see him clenching his hands
She's just a woman.... Never again
I hear her scream from down the hall
Amazing she can even talk at all
She cries to me.... "go back to bed"
I'm terrified that she'll wind up dead in his hands
She's just a woman.... Never again"
Boromir looked up as he heard someone singing softly. The lyrics spoke of abuse. How cruel.
He looked around, and was surprised again to see that it was Ratchet. She was sitting on the ground and leaning against a pillar. The Hobbits had sat next to her and were listening intently. Ratchet didn't notice because her eyes were closed.
"Been there before but not like this
Seen it before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again
Just tell the nurse you slipped and fell
It starts to sting as it starts to swell
She looks at you... she wants the truth
It's right out there in the waiting room with those hands
Lookin' just as sweet as he can.... Never again
Been there before but not like this
Seen it before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again.... Never again"
Legolas wondered why a person would make such a horrible song. He pitied the person that had had this happen to them. Ratchet....
What if this is what happened to her? Was she beaten by her father? How could he ask her something as personal as that? Maybe he should ask Gandalf....
"Father's a name you haven't earned yet
You're just a child with a temper
Haven't you heard "don't hit a lady"
Kickin' your ass would be a pleasure oh ohhhh....
He's drunk again, it's time to fight
Same old shit, just on a different night
She grabs the gun, she's had enough
Tonight she'll find out how fuckin' tough is this man
Pulls the trigger as fast as she can.... Never again"
Gandalf was a bit perplexed at how calm the girl could be while singing such a horrible song. She must have come from a very tough world to be able to think of something like that so calmly.
Aragorn certainly didn't understand her any better. He was just as confused as everyone else was. Except for Gimli. He was denser than rock. He didn't even notice the strange silence, or the soft singing.
"Seen it before but not like this
Been there before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again
Seen it before but not like this
Been there before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again
Seen it before but not like this
Been there before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again"
Ratchet wanted to listen to the next song, but decided to save her batteries. She doubted that she would find her way home that soon. So she opened her eyes and turned it off. The sight that greeted her surprised her. Had she been singing that loudly?
The Hobbits were staring at her from their seats next to her. Legolas was sitting next to Gandalf on a boulder. They were staring at her. Boromir was sitting by himself off to her right. He was staring at her too. Aragorn was on her left, near Gandalf and Legolas. He was trying to hide that he was staring at her. Gimli seemed to be in his own little world.
Ratchet was a little unnerved. She grabbed her backpack and wrapped her CD player in a bunch of clothes to keep it safe before she put it in a little box that she had found in her backpack. Perfect fit. 'It should be safe enough' she thought.
"We best get on." Gandalf spoke into the silence. Everyone nodded and got back up. On they trudged.
Eventually they came to a landing that had three doorways. Stupid old Gandalf said he didn't remember this place. So they sat down and Sam lit a little fire to keep them all warm. Gandalf sat with his legs crossed on a giant boulder in front of the three doorways. He had taken off his hat and was staring at each of the doorways in turn.
The Hobbits sat next to each other near the fire, huddled around Ratchet. Boromir and Legolas sat on boulders. Aragorn and Gimli were sitting a little ways away from the others.
"Merry?" Pippin called softly.
"Yeah?" Merry said.
"I'm hungry." Pippin complained.
"When are you not?" Ratchet teased. Frodo got up and went over to Gandalf and started to talk to him. "I hope the old geezer figures out which door soon."
Sam suddenly shivered. "What's wrong?" Ratchet whispered to him.
"This place feels, well.... evil." he said.
"I know whatcha mean. It isn't exactly a place that you wanna spend a vacation in." she sighed.
"Could you sing us another song?" Pippin pleaded. "You sing really well."
Ratchet stared at him. He thought she sang good? That was the first sincere compliment she had heard in a long time. Then she smiled at him. "I dunno if I should...."
"Pleeeeeease Ratchet? It helps keep our spirits up. Pleeeeease?" Merry leaned on her and begged.
"All right, all right." she relented. "But i'm not gonna sing too loudly. I might make something wake up." She thought for a second, then picked a particular favorite.
"Don't make fun of it! Don't destroy it! Don't cheapen it!
That one thing everyone has that they won't give up.
Only love! Only dreams! Only you!
Those are the only things I won't let go, ever.
On nights when I can't settle down no matter what,
I just want to throw anything and everything away.
Don't bitch and complain, just open the door, ya know.
I don't have time to quibble with you.
I want to fly all over the place
I wanna throw caution to the wind
It isn't because i've lost anything.
It's because nothings even started yet."
Boromir wasn't the only one wondering where Ratchet got all the strange songs she sang. They were so odd, compared to the ones sang in Middle- Earth. They would have to ask her some time.
"Don't make fun of it! Don't destroy it! Don't cheapen it!
That one thing everyone has that they won't give up.
Only love! Only dreams! Only you!
Those are the only things I won't let go, ever.
What do you want? What do you wanna do? Where do you wanna go?
Cut through the darkness and run to grab what you want through the night."
Ratchet would have continued, but Gandalf said, "Ah-hah! It's that way!"
"He's remembered!" Merry cried as he got up.
"Crud! That was such a good song." Pippin sighed.
"Don't worry Pip. I'll sing the whole song later for ya." Ratchet whispered to him as she grabbed her backpack.
They went down some stairs in the middle doorway, and came to a hallway. They followed that to a small set of stairs that led to some kind of room.
"Let us shed some light..." Gandalf mumbled to himself. The stone on his staff became brighter until they saw that the room held rows of HUMONGOUS pillars. I'm talkin *skyscraper* humongous.
"That's an eye-opener, no mistake." Sam whispered.
"You said it." Ratchet whispered back. They walked among the pillars, staring at them. Then Gimli noticed a room over to the side. He started to walk towards it.
"No.... Nooo!" Gimli cried out as he ran inside.
"Gimli!" Gandalf called to the dwarf. But he wouldn't listen.
Inside the small room a big coffin sat in the middle with weird writing on the top. Gandalf read it out loud as Ratchet looked around the room. It had bodies strewn all over the floor, still in their armor. Some looked as if they had been crushed by something big.
Gandalf handed his staff and hat to Pippin as he read from a big book. Ratchet only caught the last sentence, "They're coming." Pippin got curious and touched an arrow in a dwarven body that was sitting on the edge of a kind of well.
The body fell and clattered down. Then a chain followed it, and soon the bucket that it was tied to. The sound echoed all around them as the bucket, body, and chain fell. Gandalf snapped the book shut and set it on the floor.
"Fool of a Took!" he scolded Pippin as he grabbed his hat and staff. "Next time throw yourself in and rid us all of your stupidity!"
Suddenly a deep boom resonated from somewhere in the mine. Everyone looked around for the place where the sound came from. Then three more came.
"Mr.Frodo, your sword!" Sam called out. Frodo pulled out his sword a little ways to see the blue glow that it gave off.
"Orcs!" Legolas said, stating the obvious.
"Ohhhhh shit..." Ratchet grumbled as she pulled out her elven sword. "Well. Time to see what we're made of." Silently she hoped that they would all get out alive.
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Faulkner: The first song is from Cowboy Bebop. The second one is Never Again by Nickelback. The third one is Through The Night from Outlaw Star. OUTLAW STAR AND COWBOY BEBOP ROCK HEAVEN, HELL, AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN!!!!!
Pinky & CrystalMeth: -___-UUUUU
Pinky: Please review afterwards! Master needs motivation to write!!
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The Mines of Moria? More like the Maze of Moria! There were tons of stairs and ladders and passages. Thank God that Gandalf had gone through Moria before. Or else they would have been lost in a matter of minutes.
And the stairs were another thing. Ratchet hated stairs, doors, and chairs. She thought they were one of the conspiracies of the world, like rain. (AN: Inside joke there! Me and my friends keep finding things that are odd and creepy. So we call them conspiracies!) She had absolutely refused to climb the endless staircases.
~*Flashback*~
"What, in the name of all that's holy, are those?" Ratchet asked with the faintest trace of fear. "And please don't say stairs."
"Then I would be lying if I said they weren't stairs." Gandalf said with a sigh. "Let us keep going. It will be a while until we next stop."
Everyone started climbing the stairs when Boromir noticed Ratchet wasn't following. He stopped and stared at her.
"Aren't you coming?" he asked.
"Why can't there be an escalator, or elevator around here? I swear, my life is cursed. It's so simple. My life is cursed." she sighed. "Do I hafta?" she whined.
"Yes, unless you want to left behind." What was wrong with her?
"I hate stairs. Stairs are a plague upon the world. They are only meant to torture people." she grumbled as she followed the Fellowship up the millions upon billions stairs.
~*End Flashback*~
All the walking up was making her calves burn. She wanted to stop and take a breather, but that would mean being left behind. Not good to be left behind in a stinky old mine where dead dwarves lay. Not good at all.
They were walking in a rough line, with Gandalf in the lead, then Legolas, Aragorn, Gimli, Boromir, the Hobbits, and a tired Ratchet. Ratchet was thinking about how she would have put grease on the steps to make someone slip and fall. Or tar to make them stuck on the steps until someone came along to pull them off, when a clattering noise interrupted her thoughts.
"Careful Pip. You might hurt yourself." She said as she helped up the tired Hobbit.
"Sorry. Lost my footing for a second and accidentally slipped." he breathed out. He was sounding as tired as she felt.
"S'all right. Just be careful."
So they climbed up, and up, and up into the heavens. Or so Ratchet thought.
After a while they stopped at a landing and set all their stuff down.
"We will sleep here until we are a little more rested." Gandalf said as he sat his old bones on a boulder.
"Finally." Ratchet whispered to no one in particular. The Fellowship picked out spots to lay their cloaks and sleep. Boromir took the first watch, even though there wasn't really anything to watch for.
The Hobbits picked spots close to Ratchet, and she didn't mind. They were like her little brothers. Very short brothers with hairy feet...
"Ratchet?" a voice whispered from somewhere close by.
"Yeah?" she answered. A body moved. It was only Frodo.
"I can't sleep. This place is scary and oddly quiet." He sounded tired enough. But the place was freaky enough to keep anyone awake.
"I can't sleep either. These mines are creepy." Merry said from her left. Sam and Pippin sat up and agreed with him.
"Well. Let me think...What's a good song that will put you to sleep? Hmmm..." Ratchet searched her brain for a quiet song that put them to sleep. "I know..." She sang a beautiful love song that was quiet enough.
"Too much time has passed by to
Lament that we were deeply in love
The wind keeps blowing, while my heart
Cannot heal all the tears in it."
Aragorn heard a soft voice singing. He barely picked up the words, and thought about Arwen. He loved her too much to let that happen to her. He wanted to do the right thing. But... What was the right thing to do?
Legolas easily caught the words that a lovely voice was singing. But it was a sad song. Probably about some lost lover. That was what it sounded like to him.
"Someone, cry for me with parched eyes
The real folk blues
I only want to know what true sadness is
Sitting in muddy water
Isn't such a bad life
If it ends after the first time...."
Boromir wondered who the voice belonged to. He looked over to where he thought it was coming from and saw Ratchet amongst four sleeping Hobbits. Surely.... It couldn't have been her. Could it? He saw her get up and walk over to where he was keeping watch.
"Was that you singing?" he asked.
Ratchet settled herself down on the ground next t him before she answered. "Yep. I bet I sounded horrible. It's been awhile since I last sang."
"No. It was beautiful." he argued. "Never have I heard any ladies in Gondor sing like that. Except for my mother..." and he went quiet, but spoke again. "She died a very long time ago."
"Was she a good mother?"
Boromir was surprised by this, but answered anyway. "Yes. She was very good to my brother and I."
"Then there is no reason to be sad. She took care of you guys and loved ya. She must've died happy."
Boromir thought on that for a second. Ratchet was probably right. His mother was very happy whenever she was with him or his brother, Faramir.
"What is your mother like?" Boromir asked. He didn't know much about the girl.
"I wouldn't know. She's never been around. Always out with my dad doing something. Never really got to know her." she said without any emotion. "Everyday i'd go home to an empty house. I don't know what parents are. I've never had them."
Boromir was about to say something when Ratchet cut in. "Don't say you're sorry. I don't need your pity. I've lived all my life without it, and I think i'm doing just fine." She abruptly got up and set her cloak down in a corner as far away from the Fellowship as she dared. Then turned her back to them and silently cried herself to sleep.
Gandalf stared at the mystery and problem that was Ratchet. He could tell that something had done this to her. But what? A verrrrrry interesting question.
After the Fellowship had rested up, they started on a narrow trail that winded around the edge of a cliff. On one side there was a wall, the other air. It was altogether a very boring trip. Nothing exciting happening and not really anything to see.
At the next stop, Ratchet remembered something that she had put in her backpack and smiled.
She pulled out her CD player and checked to make sure the batteries were in it. They were. She didn't need to find a CD because there was already one in it. She put on the headphones and prayed that the batteries were fresh.
Ratchet pushed 'play' and held her breath. She let it out as she heard Nickelback playing and relaxed against a pillar. Then went to her own little world as she softly sang.
"He's drunk again, it's time to fight
She must have done something wrong tonight
The living room becomes a boxing ring
It's time to run when you see him clenching his hands
She's just a woman.... Never again
I hear her scream from down the hall
Amazing she can even talk at all
She cries to me.... "go back to bed"
I'm terrified that she'll wind up dead in his hands
She's just a woman.... Never again"
Boromir looked up as he heard someone singing softly. The lyrics spoke of abuse. How cruel.
He looked around, and was surprised again to see that it was Ratchet. She was sitting on the ground and leaning against a pillar. The Hobbits had sat next to her and were listening intently. Ratchet didn't notice because her eyes were closed.
"Been there before but not like this
Seen it before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again
Just tell the nurse you slipped and fell
It starts to sting as it starts to swell
She looks at you... she wants the truth
It's right out there in the waiting room with those hands
Lookin' just as sweet as he can.... Never again
Been there before but not like this
Seen it before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again.... Never again"
Legolas wondered why a person would make such a horrible song. He pitied the person that had had this happen to them. Ratchet....
What if this is what happened to her? Was she beaten by her father? How could he ask her something as personal as that? Maybe he should ask Gandalf....
"Father's a name you haven't earned yet
You're just a child with a temper
Haven't you heard "don't hit a lady"
Kickin' your ass would be a pleasure oh ohhhh....
He's drunk again, it's time to fight
Same old shit, just on a different night
She grabs the gun, she's had enough
Tonight she'll find out how fuckin' tough is this man
Pulls the trigger as fast as she can.... Never again"
Gandalf was a bit perplexed at how calm the girl could be while singing such a horrible song. She must have come from a very tough world to be able to think of something like that so calmly.
Aragorn certainly didn't understand her any better. He was just as confused as everyone else was. Except for Gimli. He was denser than rock. He didn't even notice the strange silence, or the soft singing.
"Seen it before but not like this
Been there before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again
Seen it before but not like this
Been there before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again
Seen it before but not like this
Been there before but not like this
Never before have I ever seen it this bad
She's just a woman.... Never again"
Ratchet wanted to listen to the next song, but decided to save her batteries. She doubted that she would find her way home that soon. So she opened her eyes and turned it off. The sight that greeted her surprised her. Had she been singing that loudly?
The Hobbits were staring at her from their seats next to her. Legolas was sitting next to Gandalf on a boulder. They were staring at her. Boromir was sitting by himself off to her right. He was staring at her too. Aragorn was on her left, near Gandalf and Legolas. He was trying to hide that he was staring at her. Gimli seemed to be in his own little world.
Ratchet was a little unnerved. She grabbed her backpack and wrapped her CD player in a bunch of clothes to keep it safe before she put it in a little box that she had found in her backpack. Perfect fit. 'It should be safe enough' she thought.
"We best get on." Gandalf spoke into the silence. Everyone nodded and got back up. On they trudged.
Eventually they came to a landing that had three doorways. Stupid old Gandalf said he didn't remember this place. So they sat down and Sam lit a little fire to keep them all warm. Gandalf sat with his legs crossed on a giant boulder in front of the three doorways. He had taken off his hat and was staring at each of the doorways in turn.
The Hobbits sat next to each other near the fire, huddled around Ratchet. Boromir and Legolas sat on boulders. Aragorn and Gimli were sitting a little ways away from the others.
"Merry?" Pippin called softly.
"Yeah?" Merry said.
"I'm hungry." Pippin complained.
"When are you not?" Ratchet teased. Frodo got up and went over to Gandalf and started to talk to him. "I hope the old geezer figures out which door soon."
Sam suddenly shivered. "What's wrong?" Ratchet whispered to him.
"This place feels, well.... evil." he said.
"I know whatcha mean. It isn't exactly a place that you wanna spend a vacation in." she sighed.
"Could you sing us another song?" Pippin pleaded. "You sing really well."
Ratchet stared at him. He thought she sang good? That was the first sincere compliment she had heard in a long time. Then she smiled at him. "I dunno if I should...."
"Pleeeeeease Ratchet? It helps keep our spirits up. Pleeeeease?" Merry leaned on her and begged.
"All right, all right." she relented. "But i'm not gonna sing too loudly. I might make something wake up." She thought for a second, then picked a particular favorite.
"Don't make fun of it! Don't destroy it! Don't cheapen it!
That one thing everyone has that they won't give up.
Only love! Only dreams! Only you!
Those are the only things I won't let go, ever.
On nights when I can't settle down no matter what,
I just want to throw anything and everything away.
Don't bitch and complain, just open the door, ya know.
I don't have time to quibble with you.
I want to fly all over the place
I wanna throw caution to the wind
It isn't because i've lost anything.
It's because nothings even started yet."
Boromir wasn't the only one wondering where Ratchet got all the strange songs she sang. They were so odd, compared to the ones sang in Middle- Earth. They would have to ask her some time.
"Don't make fun of it! Don't destroy it! Don't cheapen it!
That one thing everyone has that they won't give up.
Only love! Only dreams! Only you!
Those are the only things I won't let go, ever.
What do you want? What do you wanna do? Where do you wanna go?
Cut through the darkness and run to grab what you want through the night."
Ratchet would have continued, but Gandalf said, "Ah-hah! It's that way!"
"He's remembered!" Merry cried as he got up.
"Crud! That was such a good song." Pippin sighed.
"Don't worry Pip. I'll sing the whole song later for ya." Ratchet whispered to him as she grabbed her backpack.
They went down some stairs in the middle doorway, and came to a hallway. They followed that to a small set of stairs that led to some kind of room.
"Let us shed some light..." Gandalf mumbled to himself. The stone on his staff became brighter until they saw that the room held rows of HUMONGOUS pillars. I'm talkin *skyscraper* humongous.
"That's an eye-opener, no mistake." Sam whispered.
"You said it." Ratchet whispered back. They walked among the pillars, staring at them. Then Gimli noticed a room over to the side. He started to walk towards it.
"No.... Nooo!" Gimli cried out as he ran inside.
"Gimli!" Gandalf called to the dwarf. But he wouldn't listen.
Inside the small room a big coffin sat in the middle with weird writing on the top. Gandalf read it out loud as Ratchet looked around the room. It had bodies strewn all over the floor, still in their armor. Some looked as if they had been crushed by something big.
Gandalf handed his staff and hat to Pippin as he read from a big book. Ratchet only caught the last sentence, "They're coming." Pippin got curious and touched an arrow in a dwarven body that was sitting on the edge of a kind of well.
The body fell and clattered down. Then a chain followed it, and soon the bucket that it was tied to. The sound echoed all around them as the bucket, body, and chain fell. Gandalf snapped the book shut and set it on the floor.
"Fool of a Took!" he scolded Pippin as he grabbed his hat and staff. "Next time throw yourself in and rid us all of your stupidity!"
Suddenly a deep boom resonated from somewhere in the mine. Everyone looked around for the place where the sound came from. Then three more came.
"Mr.Frodo, your sword!" Sam called out. Frodo pulled out his sword a little ways to see the blue glow that it gave off.
"Orcs!" Legolas said, stating the obvious.
"Ohhhhh shit..." Ratchet grumbled as she pulled out her elven sword. "Well. Time to see what we're made of." Silently she hoped that they would all get out alive.
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Faulkner: The first song is from Cowboy Bebop. The second one is Never Again by Nickelback. The third one is Through The Night from Outlaw Star. OUTLAW STAR AND COWBOY BEBOP ROCK HEAVEN, HELL, AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN!!!!!
Pinky & CrystalMeth: -___-UUUUU