Moria's Revenge, Chapter 8:Envisioned
Disclaimer: Not mine. They are all Tolkien's. Or whoever has the rights now. There is no money involved.
A/N: Yes the previous chapters were graphic, but you should have seen the NC-17 version! Actually, you still can! Go up to my author bio page and look fro the links to it. It is already up to chapter 29.
Frodo looked up from his pack. The sun was getting low in the west. They would be setting off soon. Aragorn had decided that the company would be bound for where Pippin's clothes were found, and they would try and pick up the trail there. //Oh, Pippin,// he thought, //I'm so sorry you came. What am I going to tell your mother?// He had had a restless sleep, plagued with dreams of the horrors he had just learned existed. But from Merry's appearance, Frodo had fared well.
Merry's eyes were red and swollen, with dark circles evidencing a sleepless day. he loaded his pack mechanically, with movements perfected by months on the road. He looked up as a hand was laid on his shoulder. Boromir smiled down at him.
"Ready to go, little one?" He asked.
"Been ready for hours." Merry replied, shortly. "I'm sorry, Boromir, I didn't mean to snap at you, it's just..." His voice broke. He wanted to cry, but he had no more tears. Boromir knelt down and embraced him.
"I know you grudge every second that goes by with out finding Pip, but Aragorn knows what'd best. You would not have gone an hour before you were overcome by exhaustion, and be no use to anyone, least of all Pippin." Boromir clapped him on the shoulder and lifted his chin. "Keep looking on the bright side, Merry, no matter what. I could not bear it if anything happened to that fabulous smile." Merry managed to force his lips upwards in a weak grin. Boromir sighed.
"Oh, well. That will have to do."
By this time the others were ready to start. It was an hour till sunset, and they did not want to wait any longer. Pippin's abscence was distictly noticeable. His continous chatter might have grated nerves before, and his boundless energy caused some problems (especially among those who valued thier sleep), but all of the company sorely missed those annoyances they had come to accept as part of every day life.
The company set off at a good clip, but not as fast as Legolas and Gimli had been able to manage. They had only gone about a quarter of the way, however, when Frodo had a rather unsettling experience.
:Frodo: A feminine voice sounded in his mind. He stopped so suddenly that Sam and then Boromir ran into him.
:Ringbearer, your friend is in grave danger.: Frodo gasped and sat down hard his head in his hands. //I'm going mad, hearing voices is not good...//
:I am not the voice of madness. Go where I instruct. Your friend is in danger and needs you: Frodo was hit by a wave of emotions and colors. In his minds eye, he saw a trail, a trail he knew would take him to Pippin. At the end of the path, he could see Pippin, an orc crouching over him, holding a long, cruel knife. Suddenly Frodo was aware of the goblin's purpose.
:This is what will happen if you do not reach him in time.: Pippin was screaming now, and the knife plunged into his stomach. Frodo's eyes flew open.
"We have to hurry!" he gasped out to the rest, who had gathered around the fallen ringbearer. After explaining to them what he had seen, Frodo led the group on a more northerly tack, with the directions imprinted in his head by the mysterious lady. When he had mentioned this to Strider, he had only given a mysterious smile, that left Frodo very puzzled.
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Mistoffelees (lia_parisi@hotmail.com) 2002-07-24 8 Anonymous No one cares if it's a short chapter, really. ~hurts the orcs for hurting her Pippin~ DIEE! That voice was Galadriel, wasn't it? Or Elbereth..but I think it was Galadriel. I LOVE YOU, GALADRIEL! ~dies from happiness~
Melanie 2002-07-17 8 Signed What a breather this chapter was. After Chapter 7, we needed things to slow down just a bit so we could gather our bearings.
dizzy izzy 2002-07-16 8 Signed OMG!!!!!!!! what happens 2 pippin?!?!?! he doesn't lose any body parts does he? tell me he doesn't! that would be depressing!
shirebound 2002-07-16 8 Signed All right, I was able to catch my breath a little with this chapter. Whew.
Disclaimer: Not mine. They are all Tolkien's. Or whoever has the rights now. There is no money involved.
A/N: Yes the previous chapters were graphic, but you should have seen the NC-17 version! Actually, you still can! Go up to my author bio page and look fro the links to it. It is already up to chapter 29.
Frodo looked up from his pack. The sun was getting low in the west. They would be setting off soon. Aragorn had decided that the company would be bound for where Pippin's clothes were found, and they would try and pick up the trail there. //Oh, Pippin,// he thought, //I'm so sorry you came. What am I going to tell your mother?// He had had a restless sleep, plagued with dreams of the horrors he had just learned existed. But from Merry's appearance, Frodo had fared well.
Merry's eyes were red and swollen, with dark circles evidencing a sleepless day. he loaded his pack mechanically, with movements perfected by months on the road. He looked up as a hand was laid on his shoulder. Boromir smiled down at him.
"Ready to go, little one?" He asked.
"Been ready for hours." Merry replied, shortly. "I'm sorry, Boromir, I didn't mean to snap at you, it's just..." His voice broke. He wanted to cry, but he had no more tears. Boromir knelt down and embraced him.
"I know you grudge every second that goes by with out finding Pip, but Aragorn knows what'd best. You would not have gone an hour before you were overcome by exhaustion, and be no use to anyone, least of all Pippin." Boromir clapped him on the shoulder and lifted his chin. "Keep looking on the bright side, Merry, no matter what. I could not bear it if anything happened to that fabulous smile." Merry managed to force his lips upwards in a weak grin. Boromir sighed.
"Oh, well. That will have to do."
By this time the others were ready to start. It was an hour till sunset, and they did not want to wait any longer. Pippin's abscence was distictly noticeable. His continous chatter might have grated nerves before, and his boundless energy caused some problems (especially among those who valued thier sleep), but all of the company sorely missed those annoyances they had come to accept as part of every day life.
The company set off at a good clip, but not as fast as Legolas and Gimli had been able to manage. They had only gone about a quarter of the way, however, when Frodo had a rather unsettling experience.
:Frodo: A feminine voice sounded in his mind. He stopped so suddenly that Sam and then Boromir ran into him.
:Ringbearer, your friend is in grave danger.: Frodo gasped and sat down hard his head in his hands. //I'm going mad, hearing voices is not good...//
:I am not the voice of madness. Go where I instruct. Your friend is in danger and needs you: Frodo was hit by a wave of emotions and colors. In his minds eye, he saw a trail, a trail he knew would take him to Pippin. At the end of the path, he could see Pippin, an orc crouching over him, holding a long, cruel knife. Suddenly Frodo was aware of the goblin's purpose.
:This is what will happen if you do not reach him in time.: Pippin was screaming now, and the knife plunged into his stomach. Frodo's eyes flew open.
"We have to hurry!" he gasped out to the rest, who had gathered around the fallen ringbearer. After explaining to them what he had seen, Frodo led the group on a more northerly tack, with the directions imprinted in his head by the mysterious lady. When he had mentioned this to Strider, he had only given a mysterious smile, that left Frodo very puzzled.
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Mistoffelees (lia_parisi@hotmail.com) 2002-07-24 8 Anonymous No one cares if it's a short chapter, really. ~hurts the orcs for hurting her Pippin~ DIEE! That voice was Galadriel, wasn't it? Or Elbereth..but I think it was Galadriel. I LOVE YOU, GALADRIEL! ~dies from happiness~
Melanie 2002-07-17 8 Signed What a breather this chapter was. After Chapter 7, we needed things to slow down just a bit so we could gather our bearings.
dizzy izzy 2002-07-16 8 Signed OMG!!!!!!!! what happens 2 pippin?!?!?! he doesn't lose any body parts does he? tell me he doesn't! that would be depressing!
shirebound 2002-07-16 8 Signed All right, I was able to catch my breath a little with this chapter. Whew.