"You shall not pass!" Gandalf shouted to the creature.
The creature pulled out a whip and cracked it in the air.
"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Arnor. Dark Fire will not avail you, Flame of Udun."
The creature brought his sword down onto Gandalf's, lightening flashing from the contact. Two pieces went falling down, the remains of its sword. Gandalf stood on the bridge, staff and sword flashing brightly. He brought the staff above his head.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" he shouted, bringing the staff down onto the bridge with a flash of light.
The balrog snorted and started forward. Suddenly, the bridge collapsed underneath of it and sent it falling down the canyon. Gandalf turned, looking tired and older. Suddenly, a whip came flashing out of the depths and wrapped around his legs, pulling him backwards. Frodo started forward, intent on helping the wizard. He was stopped by Boromir who quickly picked the Hobbit up.
Gandalf hung onto the edge of bridge, trying to haul himself up. Aragorn walked a little ways forward.
"Fly, you fools," he said before letting go.
Kendra looked quickly at the falling form and quickly drew upon her powers, fully intent on bringing him back up. She was suddenly pushed towards the stairs by Legolas and Gimli, thus making her loose her concentration. As she ran up the stairs, she heard Frodo calling out to Gandalf and Boromir calling Aragorn, who had not moved from his spot.
They made it out into the cold afternoon light, on the other side of the mountains. Each member picked a spot and just dropped. Merry and Pippin were holding onto each other and crying. Boromir was holding Gimli back while Legolas just stood there in shock. Sam was crying by himself while Kendra just stood staring out into the land before them.
'I could have saved him,' was all that kept running through her mind. She could cry no tears.
The silence that had fallen on the stricken Fellowship was broken by Aragorn, who showed no sign of mourning.
"Legolas, get them up."
Boromir rounded on the Ranger, "Give them a moment for pity's sake."
"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien. Come, Legolas. Gimli, get them up."
Each member started moving, slowly.
"Frodo!" Aragorn shouted, looking for the Ringbearer. He found him walking in another direction. "FRODO!"
Kendra watched as Frodo turned, pain evident on his face. This was not going to be easy for anyone.
The creature pulled out a whip and cracked it in the air.
"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Arnor. Dark Fire will not avail you, Flame of Udun."
The creature brought his sword down onto Gandalf's, lightening flashing from the contact. Two pieces went falling down, the remains of its sword. Gandalf stood on the bridge, staff and sword flashing brightly. He brought the staff above his head.
"YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" he shouted, bringing the staff down onto the bridge with a flash of light.
The balrog snorted and started forward. Suddenly, the bridge collapsed underneath of it and sent it falling down the canyon. Gandalf turned, looking tired and older. Suddenly, a whip came flashing out of the depths and wrapped around his legs, pulling him backwards. Frodo started forward, intent on helping the wizard. He was stopped by Boromir who quickly picked the Hobbit up.
Gandalf hung onto the edge of bridge, trying to haul himself up. Aragorn walked a little ways forward.
"Fly, you fools," he said before letting go.
Kendra looked quickly at the falling form and quickly drew upon her powers, fully intent on bringing him back up. She was suddenly pushed towards the stairs by Legolas and Gimli, thus making her loose her concentration. As she ran up the stairs, she heard Frodo calling out to Gandalf and Boromir calling Aragorn, who had not moved from his spot.
They made it out into the cold afternoon light, on the other side of the mountains. Each member picked a spot and just dropped. Merry and Pippin were holding onto each other and crying. Boromir was holding Gimli back while Legolas just stood there in shock. Sam was crying by himself while Kendra just stood staring out into the land before them.
'I could have saved him,' was all that kept running through her mind. She could cry no tears.
The silence that had fallen on the stricken Fellowship was broken by Aragorn, who showed no sign of mourning.
"Legolas, get them up."
Boromir rounded on the Ranger, "Give them a moment for pity's sake."
"By nightfall these hills will be swarming with orcs. We must reach the woods of Lothlorien. Come, Legolas. Gimli, get them up."
Each member started moving, slowly.
"Frodo!" Aragorn shouted, looking for the Ringbearer. He found him walking in another direction. "FRODO!"
Kendra watched as Frodo turned, pain evident on his face. This was not going to be easy for anyone.