I am sorry for the delay and the huge paragraphs, the last chapter was over
the top but I think that to show the bravery that has grown and the
leadership that has grown in caitlins character I needed something the
bordered on impossible. In the next few chapters we will find out the fate
of both Haldir and Gimli as well as some more romance between our two
favorite characters Caitlin and Legolas. The dynamic between some
characters will change as the battle for middle earth draws to a peak. And
finally the two lovable hobbits return, to all the merry and pippin fans I
will try my best to show some dimension in their characters. I feel I have
neglected them in this story and being a merry and pippin fan myself, that
just wont stand. Caitlin will find out the repercussions of her role in
middle earth so far and she will question her quest. Has she fulfilled it
by being in the battle with the rohan people? Find out.....
"DAMMIT YOU SHOW YOURSELF!!!!" she screamed, Caitlin was tired, tired of being confused and tired of being led around by riddles and prophesies. She saw before her, friends, dead. They had been struck down by the might of souron and she had this sense of helplessness, fear. She walked over gimli finding the image of herself, her body lying their, blood coming from her mouth. She coughed, this image of herself, she was not dead. Caitlin stood watching herself reach out to find gimlis hand, "Gimli." But he did not respond. As she watched this mirror of herself she noticed the eyes, as she lay their, her eyes were burnt. "g-gimli," she said as she touched his lifeless body the girl in front of her moved, lifting herself abit to touch gimlis face. Tears fell from the girls eyes. "g-gimli, I-I cant see." She said as she felt down his chest, finally resting on the blood that soaked his leather tunic.
Caitlin stood watching this scene play out, of herself blind, dying, all the fellowship dying around her, the girl coughed again, and blood came from her mouth. She was dying. She rested her head on the dwarves chest trying to cry out with failing lungs and a body not strong enough to pursue her order, "LEGOLas..." she coughed again. "legolas...."
Caitlin stood in shock as she watched herself die. She looked around finding legolas nowhere in sight.
She just didn't understand, this was too much for her, this was horrible. She looked around finding nothing, no one.
"LOOK ABOVE IT COMES DOWN!!!" yelled a voice, Caitlin turned to find behind her a thousand orcs,
"EEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
she screeched and sat up reaching for her dagger. But finding she wore a cloth garment instead of her armor.
"EASY, easy." Said eowyn as she rushed to Caitlins side.
Caitlin looked around, seeing King Theoden to her right, lying in a bed beside her.
Her screams awoke the king, raising his head to look at her as she sat up in her bed and Eowyn came to her side. "you need rest" said Eowyn trying to keep her in her bed, but Caitlin paid no attention as she bent to touch the bandage on her leg. She looked around, finding herself in a small room with only the king and herself but she heard noise just out the door. "How long have I been asleep." she said as she continued to look around and moved her feet to dangle over the edge, so that she could get out of bed.
"five days." Said Eowyn who seemed to not know what to do as Caitlin rested her hand on the bedpost and readied herself to rise to her feet.
"then I have rested quite enough." Said Caitlin in an assertive and demanding voice as she stood to her feet, using the bed post as a rest. Caitlin needed to find her friends, gimli. She could not wait. Caitlin longed for Legolas, she hadn't seen him in so long.
"you were feverish, and your leg...." Eowyn looked down as she stopped.
"Caitlin..."
"Eowyn hand me that staff." She said, reaching her hand out to point at the staff resting against the adjacent wall.
Eowyn did so but Caitlin could tell their was something that Eowyn wanted to tell her. something that was causing hesitation as she handed the tall wooden staff over to Caitlin.
Caitlin took it and rested herself on it. she was not concerned with Eowyns hesitation at the moment. Caitlin could only think of seeing her loved ones again. She took a first step toward the door and heard a gasping voice from behind her, turning Caitlin saw it was the king. He sat up in his bed, one hand holding the bandage on his neck as he tried to speak.
Caitlin stood tall when she saw his eyes upon her. he opened his mouth and a whisper came forth, just loud enough for her to hear. "Your will is that of the great cats of the mountains, a lion among all others who would bow their heads in defeat at even a fraction the pain you have endured. I say do not give up, venture forth wizard." His voice was barely there yet king theoden lost none of his power and presence, his words were strong and Caitlin felt strength return to her as this great king, and warrior praised her, she was humbled to be in such company as this great man.
Caitlin nodded at his words and then turned to walk with the staff through the cloth that covered the wooden doorway. Caitlin was met with a grand room, filled with cots, a hundred at least, with injured soldiers and villagers; their chatter was subdued to a silence as she stood in survey of the scene. Whispers replaces the chatter that were once there as she took her first few steps down the hall with beds and warriors on either side of her. They all gazed at her as though they looked upon her with renewed eyes, was this truly the same group of people who feared her not so long ago?
The room had stopped as she entered, with doctors and wounded alike simply staring at her, they moved from her path as she made her way down and all those who could walk and even some who probably shouldn't have walked, gathered about her as she moved.
Caitlin felt a certain energy in the room, it wasn't love but was certainly something similar, a gathering respect, a regard to the affect that the moon has for the sun, a certain found beauty in the minds of these men, beyond Gandalf, never before had they respected and loved a person as they now showed Caitlin. Caitlin thought she would cry as she felt and understood their feelings. They showed it to her as they lined up in military fashion on either side of her, she continued to make her way down the hall as with each step the solders she passed brought their left hand in a fist to their heart, in a solute as she went through.
Caitlin looked ahead, feeling strength and courage with these men. She reached the doorway and still with a limp left the room.
This chapter is really short, I am in the middle of moving, juggling school and 2 jobs. Plus my mom is driving me crazy, she is helping me move and whenever she gets upset she starts yelling in elvish, I cant help but laugh and that gets her even more angry. Also I am being chased by an army of orcs to get all my stuff done. ( so give me a little slack right now. My next chapter should take some time but the next one will be looooong, really really long, and full of everything you all love about this story thank you
"DAMMIT YOU SHOW YOURSELF!!!!" she screamed, Caitlin was tired, tired of being confused and tired of being led around by riddles and prophesies. She saw before her, friends, dead. They had been struck down by the might of souron and she had this sense of helplessness, fear. She walked over gimli finding the image of herself, her body lying their, blood coming from her mouth. She coughed, this image of herself, she was not dead. Caitlin stood watching herself reach out to find gimlis hand, "Gimli." But he did not respond. As she watched this mirror of herself she noticed the eyes, as she lay their, her eyes were burnt. "g-gimli," she said as she touched his lifeless body the girl in front of her moved, lifting herself abit to touch gimlis face. Tears fell from the girls eyes. "g-gimli, I-I cant see." She said as she felt down his chest, finally resting on the blood that soaked his leather tunic.
Caitlin stood watching this scene play out, of herself blind, dying, all the fellowship dying around her, the girl coughed again, and blood came from her mouth. She was dying. She rested her head on the dwarves chest trying to cry out with failing lungs and a body not strong enough to pursue her order, "LEGOLas..." she coughed again. "legolas...."
Caitlin stood in shock as she watched herself die. She looked around finding legolas nowhere in sight.
She just didn't understand, this was too much for her, this was horrible. She looked around finding nothing, no one.
"LOOK ABOVE IT COMES DOWN!!!" yelled a voice, Caitlin turned to find behind her a thousand orcs,
"EEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!"
she screeched and sat up reaching for her dagger. But finding she wore a cloth garment instead of her armor.
"EASY, easy." Said eowyn as she rushed to Caitlins side.
Caitlin looked around, seeing King Theoden to her right, lying in a bed beside her.
Her screams awoke the king, raising his head to look at her as she sat up in her bed and Eowyn came to her side. "you need rest" said Eowyn trying to keep her in her bed, but Caitlin paid no attention as she bent to touch the bandage on her leg. She looked around, finding herself in a small room with only the king and herself but she heard noise just out the door. "How long have I been asleep." she said as she continued to look around and moved her feet to dangle over the edge, so that she could get out of bed.
"five days." Said Eowyn who seemed to not know what to do as Caitlin rested her hand on the bedpost and readied herself to rise to her feet.
"then I have rested quite enough." Said Caitlin in an assertive and demanding voice as she stood to her feet, using the bed post as a rest. Caitlin needed to find her friends, gimli. She could not wait. Caitlin longed for Legolas, she hadn't seen him in so long.
"you were feverish, and your leg...." Eowyn looked down as she stopped.
"Caitlin..."
"Eowyn hand me that staff." She said, reaching her hand out to point at the staff resting against the adjacent wall.
Eowyn did so but Caitlin could tell their was something that Eowyn wanted to tell her. something that was causing hesitation as she handed the tall wooden staff over to Caitlin.
Caitlin took it and rested herself on it. she was not concerned with Eowyns hesitation at the moment. Caitlin could only think of seeing her loved ones again. She took a first step toward the door and heard a gasping voice from behind her, turning Caitlin saw it was the king. He sat up in his bed, one hand holding the bandage on his neck as he tried to speak.
Caitlin stood tall when she saw his eyes upon her. he opened his mouth and a whisper came forth, just loud enough for her to hear. "Your will is that of the great cats of the mountains, a lion among all others who would bow their heads in defeat at even a fraction the pain you have endured. I say do not give up, venture forth wizard." His voice was barely there yet king theoden lost none of his power and presence, his words were strong and Caitlin felt strength return to her as this great king, and warrior praised her, she was humbled to be in such company as this great man.
Caitlin nodded at his words and then turned to walk with the staff through the cloth that covered the wooden doorway. Caitlin was met with a grand room, filled with cots, a hundred at least, with injured soldiers and villagers; their chatter was subdued to a silence as she stood in survey of the scene. Whispers replaces the chatter that were once there as she took her first few steps down the hall with beds and warriors on either side of her. They all gazed at her as though they looked upon her with renewed eyes, was this truly the same group of people who feared her not so long ago?
The room had stopped as she entered, with doctors and wounded alike simply staring at her, they moved from her path as she made her way down and all those who could walk and even some who probably shouldn't have walked, gathered about her as she moved.
Caitlin felt a certain energy in the room, it wasn't love but was certainly something similar, a gathering respect, a regard to the affect that the moon has for the sun, a certain found beauty in the minds of these men, beyond Gandalf, never before had they respected and loved a person as they now showed Caitlin. Caitlin thought she would cry as she felt and understood their feelings. They showed it to her as they lined up in military fashion on either side of her, she continued to make her way down the hall as with each step the solders she passed brought their left hand in a fist to their heart, in a solute as she went through.
Caitlin looked ahead, feeling strength and courage with these men. She reached the doorway and still with a limp left the room.
This chapter is really short, I am in the middle of moving, juggling school and 2 jobs. Plus my mom is driving me crazy, she is helping me move and whenever she gets upset she starts yelling in elvish, I cant help but laugh and that gets her even more angry. Also I am being chased by an army of orcs to get all my stuff done. ( so give me a little slack right now. My next chapter should take some time but the next one will be looooong, really really long, and full of everything you all love about this story thank you