A/N: WoOoO!! Loadsa reviews!! Lub dem!! Lub allllllllllll reviewers!!!
CJ*-Cj: Soz for da l8 updt!! Enjoy the chapta- ther probli wont b one for a while.
Vanima Bliss: Yeah, but wen I do spel chk, it corrects all da 'Tolkein' words.
Almost Funny: Yeah, soz bout that, bt thn, she duz kinda talk 2 hrself... woteva, sorri bout that – do u wnt me 2chang it cos lst tym I chngd 4mt, peeps gt veeeeeery pissd off wid me....
Crecy: O yeah, dint notice that. Wel, ill try 2 keep that up tho u may hav sum repeats of chappi names...
elvenstorm: Yes... sumthing I hav yet 2 try!! Soz, ye wnt it longa – der bout half da size of M2L ones cos I aint gt as much 2 ryt.
Ellie's girl: mmm.... All shall be revealed!! God, that sounds sooooo cheesy.
O yeah, disclaimer, I keep 4gettin disclaimers!! I don't own ne1 or thing but Steph, Capish? O yuh, nd that goes 4 evry chapter, in case I 4gt....
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Chapter 6 ~ Freeeaky
Feet. Ouch.
So, here I am, picking my way through impassable mountains we're trying to pass, with an ex-gardener, insisting on bringing SALT on the trip, and a freak carrying a ring. A ring. What is with this ring? On top of that, I cannot be seen, even by myself when I attempt to look at my reflection in a puddle. Brilliant. What a wonderful way to spend my Easter holidays. At least, by now they would be Easter holidays. When I think of Easter, I usually get a craving for chocolate.... Whatever. I can finally see the 'Mountain of Fire' and it looks absolutely tiny. TINY!! At last, they've stopped – time for Elevenses I recon.
Sam: Mordor. The one place in Middle-earth we don't want to see any closer. It's the one place we're trying to get to. It's just where we can't get. Let's face it, Mr. Frodo, we're lost. I don't think Gandalf meant for us to come this way.
Frodo: He didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, Sam... but they did.
Steph: Who's Gan-
I gasped as pain shot up my arms. Not pleasant, I can tell you, though I had no idea where it was coming from. I gasped again as an eye, a flaming eye seemed to come up close. It seems Frodo could see it too, before it abruptly stopped, the pain leaving as quick as it came. That second seemed like an eternity. Sam started jumping up and down, seeming to forget about Frodo momentarily, pointing, obviously excited.
Sam: Steph! Steph, I can see you!!
I ran over and skidded to my knees to halt in front of a puddle. As soon as I looked, my image seemed to fade.
Sam: You... You have dark brown hair, quite long, about 5ft tall and, and you were wearing very strange clothes.
Steph: To you, yes. At home, No.
Sam : Mr Frodo? Are you alright?
Frodo: It's getting heavier.
He clutched the Ring by his chest and sat down, still panting. He then fumbled for his water bottle and took a sip.
"And I thought I had it hard."
Frodo: What food have we got left?
Sam: Well, let me see.
He rummaged around in his bag before taking out a package of lembas bread from his pack.
Sam: Oh yes, lovely – Lembas bread. And look!
He dug deeper into his pack.
Sam: More lembas bread.
Sam showed another package. He then broke off a couple of pieces and tossed one to Frodo, one to me, and munched on a piece himself.
Sam: I don't usually hold with foreign food, but this Elvish stuff, it's not bad.
Frodo: Nothing ever dampens your spirits, does it Sam?
Sam smiled back, and then looked ominously towards Mordor.
Sam: Those rain clouds might. Steph?
I was looking thoughtfully at the Lembas. Sure I'd had it before but...
Steph: How did you know, Sam?
Sam: Sorry?
Realisation sparked in his eyes, and his mouth took the shape of a wide O.
Sam: I... I don't know!
Frodo: Sam? You look like you've seen a ghost! What happened.
Steph: He threw it. I caught it. Yet I was in a completely different place to where I was before. Curious.
Frodo frowned, before talking.
Frodo: Steph, move about so we don't know where you are, then we'll guess.
I moved silently behind Frodo.
Frodo: You're behind me.
Steph: That would be correct.
Frodo: I just... know you're there. I can feel you're presence.
Steph: Ok, this is getting way too freaky, elevenses over, we should get moving.
They agreed with me, packing quickly, and we set off.
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Sam: This looks strangely familiar.
Steph: I get the feeling-
Frodo: It's because we've been here before! We're going in circles.
Sam: Ah! What's that 'orrid stink? I warrant there's a nasty bog nearby. Can you smell it?
Frodo: Yes. I can smell it. We're not alone.
I fell silent. We moved on, hoping we were finally going in the right direction.
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Ow. Rocks aren't always the most comfortable things to sleep on. Yeah, it's Nighttime: Frodo and Sam are sleeping and I feel as if someone's stalking us. O god, now I'm hallucinating – I'm seeing a dark shape making it's way down the cliff.
"Are you sure you're hallucinating?"
I clamped a hand over Sam's mouth, poked him and whispered in his ear.
Steph: Look up.
By now I could hear an unnatural voice, like someone with a really sore throat.
Dark-Shape-with-Really-Sore-Throat: The thieves! The thieves! The filthy little thieves! Where is it? Where isss it? They stole it from us. My preciousss.
Sam reached behind his back for his sword – Frodo had obviously woken up from the noises and had hold of Sting.
Weird-Thing-Crawling-Down-A-Cliff-Head-First: Curse them! We hates them! It's ours, it is... and we wantssss it!
"He – It wants the ring."
A frog-like hand reached down towards the hobbits. Sam made his move. He sprung up with Frodo, grabbed hold of the Creature's arms and pulled him down. Immediately, both the hobbits' swords were knocked out of their hands. Amidst the struggle, it wriggled loose and leapt onto Frodo. As Frodo fell back, the chain and Ring around his neck became revealed.
"O no, Bad. Definitely Bad."
It jumped straight for the Ring. Sam tried to grab at him but was knocked away. It jumped on top of Frodo, trying to reach for the Ring even as Frodo grabbed his hands and tried to push him away. His enormous eyes were fixed on the ring. I grabbed one of the hobbit's stout sticks and swung it like a rounder bat, hitting the creature on the side of the head, sending him spinning into the cliff. Sam grabbed hold of it again, picked up his sword that he had dropped. It then turned around, kicking the sword from his hands where it lay at my feet. I had never even touched something like that, let alone use it.
"First time for everything."
So I grabbed the sword, grabbed Sting, kicked the creature off Sam, where it cowered in the corner, apparently scared of the two swords that seemed to have wills of their own. It stood stock still, then I realised that perhaps it was an advantage to remain unknown to it. So. I threw the swords to Frodo and Sam, before running over to them and voicing my idea very quietly. Frodo made a very small nod. Sam obviously understood despite he didn't move at all. It looked frozen, terrified.
Frodo advanced, thinking of how he was going to explain the levitating swords. I must say, he came up with a very convincing excuse.
Frodo: This is Sting. You've seen it before, haven't you... Gollum! Though you never knew it had a will of its own, did you?
Gollum made some choking noises and began to wail. Sam roughly tied the elvish rope around his neck, and we set off, dragging our newfound prisoner behind us. We walked on for many hours, Gollum not showing the slightest sign of stopping the racket he was making. Sam finally had enough.
Gollum: It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Nasty Elves twisted it. Take it off us!
Sam: Quiet you!
He tugs fiercely at the rope. Gollum cried some more and collapsed onto his back. Sam turned to Frodo in dismay, remembering that as long as Gollum was around, I didn't exist.
Sam: It's hopeless! Every Orc in Mordor's going to hear this racket! Let's just tie him up and leave him.
Gollum: No! That would kill us! Kill us!
Sam: It's no more than you deserve!
Frodo: Maybe he does deserve to die, but now that I see him, I do pity him.
Gollum: We be nice to them if they be nice to us. Take it off us. We swears to do what you wants. We swears.
Frodo: There's no promise you can make that I can trust.
Gollum: We swears to serve the master of the preciousss. We will swear on... on the precious. *Gollum. Gollum.*
Frodo: The Ring is treacherous. It will hold you to your word.
Gollum: Yes... on the preciousss. On the preciousss.
Sam: I don't believe you!
Sam advanced on him, his hand on his sword. Gollum backs away, frightened, and climbs onto a boulder.
Sam: Get down! I said, down!
Sam jerked strongly at the rope as Gollum tried to get away from him. He crashed onto the ground, choking.
Frodo: Sam!
Sam: He's trying to trick us! We let him go, he'll throttle us in our sleep!
"That's a point."
I was trying to decide what this creature's intentions were, why it wanted the ring so badly. I was failing dismally, so I put up with being confused. Gollum lay panting and holding his throat. He backed away, frightened, as Frodo approached him.
Frodo: You know the way to Mordor?
Gollum: Yes...
Frodo: You've been there before?
Gollum: Yes...
Frodo reached out and took the rope noose off Gollum's neck. The creature instantly froze, as if not quite able to believe what was happening. I expected it was going to attack.
Frodo: You will lead us to the Black Gate.
He immediately launched off in yet another direction, followed by 2 slightly unnerved hobbits. I silently sighed in relief.
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Sorry it's been so long – I blame it on Writer's block – I couldn't think of an excuse for 2 gravity-defying swords lol
Newho, please review!!
~Kess ;P~
CJ*-Cj: Soz for da l8 updt!! Enjoy the chapta- ther probli wont b one for a while.
Vanima Bliss: Yeah, but wen I do spel chk, it corrects all da 'Tolkein' words.
Almost Funny: Yeah, soz bout that, bt thn, she duz kinda talk 2 hrself... woteva, sorri bout that – do u wnt me 2chang it cos lst tym I chngd 4mt, peeps gt veeeeeery pissd off wid me....
Crecy: O yeah, dint notice that. Wel, ill try 2 keep that up tho u may hav sum repeats of chappi names...
elvenstorm: Yes... sumthing I hav yet 2 try!! Soz, ye wnt it longa – der bout half da size of M2L ones cos I aint gt as much 2 ryt.
Ellie's girl: mmm.... All shall be revealed!! God, that sounds sooooo cheesy.
O yeah, disclaimer, I keep 4gettin disclaimers!! I don't own ne1 or thing but Steph, Capish? O yuh, nd that goes 4 evry chapter, in case I 4gt....
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Chapter 6 ~ Freeeaky
Feet. Ouch.
So, here I am, picking my way through impassable mountains we're trying to pass, with an ex-gardener, insisting on bringing SALT on the trip, and a freak carrying a ring. A ring. What is with this ring? On top of that, I cannot be seen, even by myself when I attempt to look at my reflection in a puddle. Brilliant. What a wonderful way to spend my Easter holidays. At least, by now they would be Easter holidays. When I think of Easter, I usually get a craving for chocolate.... Whatever. I can finally see the 'Mountain of Fire' and it looks absolutely tiny. TINY!! At last, they've stopped – time for Elevenses I recon.
Sam: Mordor. The one place in Middle-earth we don't want to see any closer. It's the one place we're trying to get to. It's just where we can't get. Let's face it, Mr. Frodo, we're lost. I don't think Gandalf meant for us to come this way.
Frodo: He didn't mean for a lot of things to happen, Sam... but they did.
Steph: Who's Gan-
I gasped as pain shot up my arms. Not pleasant, I can tell you, though I had no idea where it was coming from. I gasped again as an eye, a flaming eye seemed to come up close. It seems Frodo could see it too, before it abruptly stopped, the pain leaving as quick as it came. That second seemed like an eternity. Sam started jumping up and down, seeming to forget about Frodo momentarily, pointing, obviously excited.
Sam: Steph! Steph, I can see you!!
I ran over and skidded to my knees to halt in front of a puddle. As soon as I looked, my image seemed to fade.
Sam: You... You have dark brown hair, quite long, about 5ft tall and, and you were wearing very strange clothes.
Steph: To you, yes. At home, No.
Sam : Mr Frodo? Are you alright?
Frodo: It's getting heavier.
He clutched the Ring by his chest and sat down, still panting. He then fumbled for his water bottle and took a sip.
"And I thought I had it hard."
Frodo: What food have we got left?
Sam: Well, let me see.
He rummaged around in his bag before taking out a package of lembas bread from his pack.
Sam: Oh yes, lovely – Lembas bread. And look!
He dug deeper into his pack.
Sam: More lembas bread.
Sam showed another package. He then broke off a couple of pieces and tossed one to Frodo, one to me, and munched on a piece himself.
Sam: I don't usually hold with foreign food, but this Elvish stuff, it's not bad.
Frodo: Nothing ever dampens your spirits, does it Sam?
Sam smiled back, and then looked ominously towards Mordor.
Sam: Those rain clouds might. Steph?
I was looking thoughtfully at the Lembas. Sure I'd had it before but...
Steph: How did you know, Sam?
Sam: Sorry?
Realisation sparked in his eyes, and his mouth took the shape of a wide O.
Sam: I... I don't know!
Frodo: Sam? You look like you've seen a ghost! What happened.
Steph: He threw it. I caught it. Yet I was in a completely different place to where I was before. Curious.
Frodo frowned, before talking.
Frodo: Steph, move about so we don't know where you are, then we'll guess.
I moved silently behind Frodo.
Frodo: You're behind me.
Steph: That would be correct.
Frodo: I just... know you're there. I can feel you're presence.
Steph: Ok, this is getting way too freaky, elevenses over, we should get moving.
They agreed with me, packing quickly, and we set off.
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Sam: This looks strangely familiar.
Steph: I get the feeling-
Frodo: It's because we've been here before! We're going in circles.
Sam: Ah! What's that 'orrid stink? I warrant there's a nasty bog nearby. Can you smell it?
Frodo: Yes. I can smell it. We're not alone.
I fell silent. We moved on, hoping we were finally going in the right direction.
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Ow. Rocks aren't always the most comfortable things to sleep on. Yeah, it's Nighttime: Frodo and Sam are sleeping and I feel as if someone's stalking us. O god, now I'm hallucinating – I'm seeing a dark shape making it's way down the cliff.
"Are you sure you're hallucinating?"
I clamped a hand over Sam's mouth, poked him and whispered in his ear.
Steph: Look up.
By now I could hear an unnatural voice, like someone with a really sore throat.
Dark-Shape-with-Really-Sore-Throat: The thieves! The thieves! The filthy little thieves! Where is it? Where isss it? They stole it from us. My preciousss.
Sam reached behind his back for his sword – Frodo had obviously woken up from the noises and had hold of Sting.
Weird-Thing-Crawling-Down-A-Cliff-Head-First: Curse them! We hates them! It's ours, it is... and we wantssss it!
"He – It wants the ring."
A frog-like hand reached down towards the hobbits. Sam made his move. He sprung up with Frodo, grabbed hold of the Creature's arms and pulled him down. Immediately, both the hobbits' swords were knocked out of their hands. Amidst the struggle, it wriggled loose and leapt onto Frodo. As Frodo fell back, the chain and Ring around his neck became revealed.
"O no, Bad. Definitely Bad."
It jumped straight for the Ring. Sam tried to grab at him but was knocked away. It jumped on top of Frodo, trying to reach for the Ring even as Frodo grabbed his hands and tried to push him away. His enormous eyes were fixed on the ring. I grabbed one of the hobbit's stout sticks and swung it like a rounder bat, hitting the creature on the side of the head, sending him spinning into the cliff. Sam grabbed hold of it again, picked up his sword that he had dropped. It then turned around, kicking the sword from his hands where it lay at my feet. I had never even touched something like that, let alone use it.
"First time for everything."
So I grabbed the sword, grabbed Sting, kicked the creature off Sam, where it cowered in the corner, apparently scared of the two swords that seemed to have wills of their own. It stood stock still, then I realised that perhaps it was an advantage to remain unknown to it. So. I threw the swords to Frodo and Sam, before running over to them and voicing my idea very quietly. Frodo made a very small nod. Sam obviously understood despite he didn't move at all. It looked frozen, terrified.
Frodo advanced, thinking of how he was going to explain the levitating swords. I must say, he came up with a very convincing excuse.
Frodo: This is Sting. You've seen it before, haven't you... Gollum! Though you never knew it had a will of its own, did you?
Gollum made some choking noises and began to wail. Sam roughly tied the elvish rope around his neck, and we set off, dragging our newfound prisoner behind us. We walked on for many hours, Gollum not showing the slightest sign of stopping the racket he was making. Sam finally had enough.
Gollum: It burns! It burns us! It freezes! Nasty Elves twisted it. Take it off us!
Sam: Quiet you!
He tugs fiercely at the rope. Gollum cried some more and collapsed onto his back. Sam turned to Frodo in dismay, remembering that as long as Gollum was around, I didn't exist.
Sam: It's hopeless! Every Orc in Mordor's going to hear this racket! Let's just tie him up and leave him.
Gollum: No! That would kill us! Kill us!
Sam: It's no more than you deserve!
Frodo: Maybe he does deserve to die, but now that I see him, I do pity him.
Gollum: We be nice to them if they be nice to us. Take it off us. We swears to do what you wants. We swears.
Frodo: There's no promise you can make that I can trust.
Gollum: We swears to serve the master of the preciousss. We will swear on... on the precious. *Gollum. Gollum.*
Frodo: The Ring is treacherous. It will hold you to your word.
Gollum: Yes... on the preciousss. On the preciousss.
Sam: I don't believe you!
Sam advanced on him, his hand on his sword. Gollum backs away, frightened, and climbs onto a boulder.
Sam: Get down! I said, down!
Sam jerked strongly at the rope as Gollum tried to get away from him. He crashed onto the ground, choking.
Frodo: Sam!
Sam: He's trying to trick us! We let him go, he'll throttle us in our sleep!
"That's a point."
I was trying to decide what this creature's intentions were, why it wanted the ring so badly. I was failing dismally, so I put up with being confused. Gollum lay panting and holding his throat. He backed away, frightened, as Frodo approached him.
Frodo: You know the way to Mordor?
Gollum: Yes...
Frodo: You've been there before?
Gollum: Yes...
Frodo reached out and took the rope noose off Gollum's neck. The creature instantly froze, as if not quite able to believe what was happening. I expected it was going to attack.
Frodo: You will lead us to the Black Gate.
He immediately launched off in yet another direction, followed by 2 slightly unnerved hobbits. I silently sighed in relief.
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Sorry it's been so long – I blame it on Writer's block – I couldn't think of an excuse for 2 gravity-defying swords lol
Newho, please review!!
~Kess ;P~