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*********Here's the next chapter! Just to let you know, Legolas gets in trouble!!! Who would've thought???
Chapter Three: The Journey Begins
Usagi sighed as she helped Sam put the final pack onto Bill. Turning, she noticed that Elrond was coming her way.
"Usagi," Elrond began. "Do not use anything like the arrows that kindle into red fire unless you absolutely must."
"Elrond-sama," Usagi began. "I may be young, but, I'm not that stupid. Pray, forgive me for my harsh words. I shouldn't have used my powers so early on. Now, unless it's pertinent, you won't feel that power again."
Satisfied, Elrond nodded. "I have some final words of advice for the Fellowship. Frodo, never put on the Ring for the Dark Lord's servants are drawn by the power it wields. Never let the Ring leave you, and let the Fellowship handle it only in dire need. Take heart and strength in each other. Though the Quest already seems shadowed, the smallest change can help save Middle-earth from being engulfed in a second darkness. May luck and the light of Elbereth, our brightest star, go with you." Elrond finished gravely.
"Thank you for your hospitality." Frodo replied quietly, turning to follow the others.
As Usagi looked beck, Elladan and Elrohir stepped out from the shadows. Their ever-young faces were solemn and bleak. As they turned to follow Elrond, the rising moon caught their long, dark hair, and it seemed to emit a faint glow.
Three days and nights had passed. The Fellowship had just reached the ruins of Hollin, (AN: Is that right?) and were resting until the sun completed her daily journey once more. Boromir, Merry, and Pippin were working on improving the Hobbits swordsmanship, Aragorn and Gandalf were smoking pipes, Frodo and Sam were talking quietly and eating, Gimli stood alone, gazing at the mountain of Caradhras with longing, and Usagi and Legolas were talking about Elves and their differences with men. Suddenly, Legolas jumped up.
"What's that?"
"It's just a spot of cloud." Gimli replied nonchalantly.
"It's moving fast-" Aragorn was cut off.
"And against the wind." Boromir stated.
"Crebain! Hide!" Legolas cried.
Within moments, the campsite was thrown into pandemonium. Bags were carelessly tossed into some brambles, the fire was extinguished, and everyone quickly hid themselves under the brambles and brush. Usagi ended up having to lie next to Legolas. As the crebain flew over, Legolas gently kissed Usagi's lips. As soon as the crebain were out of sight, everyone emerged from their hiding places.
"Usagi, beggin' your pardon, but what's wrong?" Sam inquired.
Instead of replying, Usagi turned and slapped Legolas as hard as she could. "Don't do anything like that again!" Her voice shook with anger.
As she moved to retrieve the packs, Aragorn and Boromir exchanged a look. "What happened?"
"That's none of your concern." Legolas snapped irately.
Boromir looked taken aback. "Well, well, so Elves CAN show emotion. Who would've thought?"
"The south pass is being watched." Gandalf interrupted the pending fight. "The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard. We must try the pass of Caradhras."
"Gandalf," Gimli began. "My cousin, Balin, would give us a warm welcome. Why not go through the mines of Moria?"
"Moria is only to be traveled as a last resort." Aragorn spoke, a glint of slight fear in his eyes.
Gimli sighed. "Very well, then. Let's get moving."
Two days had passed, and Usagi was still angry at Legolas. About what, the Fellowship had yet to find out. Usagi's breaths were coming in gasps because of the thin air on Caradhras. As she took a moment to regain her breath, Usagi felt rather than heard Frodo fall, and begin to slide back the way they'd come.
"Frodo!" Usagi cried.
Her worries were short-lived, however, as Frodo landed in a heap at Aragorn's legs. As he was helped up, Frodo realized one thing. The Ring wasn't inside his shirt anymore. Looking around frantically, Frodo saw Boromir gazing intently at it.
"Amazing how there's so much trouble over so small a thing." He muttered to himself. "So small a thing…"
"Boromir!" Aragorn's sharp voice seemed to break Boromir out of a trance. "Give the Ring to Frodo."
"As you wish. I care not..." Boromir murmured as he gave the Ring to Frodo and ruffled his hair.
As Boromir picked up his shield, Aragorn's hand slowly released the hilt of his sword. Only Usagi saw this gesture. Her eyes caught Aragorn, and a look of understanding passed between them. Smiling slightly, she turned, and followed the others.
The blizzard was slowly killing them of hypothermia. As Usagi truged forward, occasionally aided by Legolas, she tried to look around. The snowflakes were blinding, and she could only see a few feet ahead. Usagi, miraculously, was very nearly able to walk on the snow, as Legolas did. So, she was in front of Gandalf.
Suddenly, a crack of blue lightning hit the mountain. Looking upwards, Usagi saw that it was an avalanche. As she looked up in surprise, Legolas pushed both her and Gandalf out of the way. As they were buried in a multitude of snow, the snow seemed to stop falling. As the snow began to slow once more, there was a sudden movement, and Legolas popped out of the snow, and pulled Usagi up with him.
There were several more movements, and Aragorn, Boromir, and Gandalf emerged. They helped the Hobbits out, and turned to aid Gimli. As it turned out, all were nearly frozen to death.
"Aragorn, we must go back!" Gandalf cried.
"No! I won't risk Moria, Gandalf!" Aragorn rebuked him.
"Aragorn, we're all nearly frozen! What's wrong with Moria?" Gimli joined the argument.
"Let the Ring-bearer decide." Gandalf stated heavily.
"We will take the Mines." Frodo decided after several moments.
"Very well." Aragorn sighed. "Let's get going before we all freeze to death."
Aragorn and Boromir began to work their way back whence they came. Legolas turned to Gandalf, and spoke.
"I go to find the sun!" With that said, Legolas ran lightly on the snow, and was soon out of sight.
When Boromir and Aragorn returned, nearly half an hour later, Legolas accompanied them. "Gandalf!" He cried. "The sun is still making her journey across the fields! It was lucky that I returned when I did for there's a high drift that Aragorn and Boromir despaired of ever getting over. However, the drift thinned out a few yards from the wall, and the snow becomes shallow enough so the Halflings may walk with us."
Gandalf nodded, and Aragorn and Boromir picked up Merry and Pippin. They trudged through the snow, and were back within minutes. As they led the way, the others followed until the snow was shallow enough that Frodo and Sam could walk.
Nightfall had come, and the cries of Wargs smote the air. Aragorn built a fire, and Gandalf told the Hobbits to stand back to back around the fire. Suddenly, the Wargs attacked. Firing arrows left and right, Usagi and Legolas shot and wounded or killed many of the demonic wolves.
As arrows continued to sing through the air, Gandalf, Aragorn, and Boromir began to fight with their swords. Occasionally, Gandalf hit a Warg with his staff. Suddenly, the leader of a pack of Wargs appeared. As it leapt for Frodo, Legolas let his last arrow sing. It struck the Warg in the chest, and the assault was momentarily stemmed.
Several tense hours passed, and as the moon began to pass towards the West, an attack began. During the reprieve, the Wargs had silently assembled around the fire, and the Fellowship was hemmed in. As if on a silent command, all the Wargs howled, and charged towards the fire.
Within moments, everyone was busy, including the Hobbits. As Usagi hacked the head off of another Warg, Gandalf began to use a powerful spell to drive the vile creatures back.
In the confines of her mind, Usagi was having a great debate. 'Should I activate my powers? Or will Gandalf get it under control? I can't easily forget what Elrond-sama said earlier. I'll wait until I have no other option.' Usagi decided.
Suddenly, a flash of light lit up the area. Gandalf had activated his great powers, and was using them to drive the Wargs back. As Usagi looked up, she was vaguely surprised to see that the sky was pale as the sun prepared to make her journey through another day.
It was almost midday when they finally found the streambed that would lead them onto the gates of Moria. Gimli, who'd found them, had a happy gleam in his eyes.
"Just you wait, Master Baggins!" Gimli cried. "And you shall know the true hospitality of the Dwarves! Malt beer, red meat off the bone, and grand feasts that go for hours on end!"
Frodo nodded. "It sounds delightful, Gimli."
Night had begun to fall, and the gates of Moria were just being revealed. Gandalf leaned back, and smiled happily with his handiwork. Legolas was examining the great trees that surrounded the gate as Gandalf read the inscriptions upon the door.
"…They say, 'The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter. I, Narvi, made them. Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs." Hi dictated.
"What does it mean by 'speak friend and enter?'" Pippin asked curiously.
"If you are a friend, speak the password and the doors will open." Gandalf replied with a smile. He began to try several different phrases, and after nearly half an hour, he threw his staff on the ground. "I have forgotten the password! Ah, wait! Mellon!"
The doors slowly creaked open. Gandalf nodded in satisfaction. At that moment, a long tentacle wrapped around Frodo's leg, and he was dragged back with a cry.
"Aragorn!" Sam cried as he hacked desperately at the tentacle.
Aragorn, Boromir, Usagi and Legolas drew their swords or knocked their bows. Aragorn and Boromir began hacking at tentacles. Usagi and Legolas fired several arrows into Ulmo, the watcher in the water's, body.
Aragorn finally got close enough to cut the tentacle that held Frodo. As Frodo fell, Boromir caught him, and the Fellowship ran towards the still open gates. Boromir set Frodo down, and Legolas ran after as rear guard.
The beast wasn't done with them. It tried to get through the doors, but since it couldn't, it settled for collapsing them. As the dust cleared, Gandalf spoke,
"We now have but one choice. To brave the long dark of Moria and hope our presence may go unknown until we reach the East Doors."
With that said, the Fellowship set off, sticking close to Gandalf.
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How was that? I was planning on ending it when Frodo was dragged back with a cry, but I thought that might be mean. See ya!
*********Here's the next chapter! Just to let you know, Legolas gets in trouble!!! Who would've thought???
Chapter Three: The Journey Begins
Usagi sighed as she helped Sam put the final pack onto Bill. Turning, she noticed that Elrond was coming her way.
"Usagi," Elrond began. "Do not use anything like the arrows that kindle into red fire unless you absolutely must."
"Elrond-sama," Usagi began. "I may be young, but, I'm not that stupid. Pray, forgive me for my harsh words. I shouldn't have used my powers so early on. Now, unless it's pertinent, you won't feel that power again."
Satisfied, Elrond nodded. "I have some final words of advice for the Fellowship. Frodo, never put on the Ring for the Dark Lord's servants are drawn by the power it wields. Never let the Ring leave you, and let the Fellowship handle it only in dire need. Take heart and strength in each other. Though the Quest already seems shadowed, the smallest change can help save Middle-earth from being engulfed in a second darkness. May luck and the light of Elbereth, our brightest star, go with you." Elrond finished gravely.
"Thank you for your hospitality." Frodo replied quietly, turning to follow the others.
As Usagi looked beck, Elladan and Elrohir stepped out from the shadows. Their ever-young faces were solemn and bleak. As they turned to follow Elrond, the rising moon caught their long, dark hair, and it seemed to emit a faint glow.
Three days and nights had passed. The Fellowship had just reached the ruins of Hollin, (AN: Is that right?) and were resting until the sun completed her daily journey once more. Boromir, Merry, and Pippin were working on improving the Hobbits swordsmanship, Aragorn and Gandalf were smoking pipes, Frodo and Sam were talking quietly and eating, Gimli stood alone, gazing at the mountain of Caradhras with longing, and Usagi and Legolas were talking about Elves and their differences with men. Suddenly, Legolas jumped up.
"What's that?"
"It's just a spot of cloud." Gimli replied nonchalantly.
"It's moving fast-" Aragorn was cut off.
"And against the wind." Boromir stated.
"Crebain! Hide!" Legolas cried.
Within moments, the campsite was thrown into pandemonium. Bags were carelessly tossed into some brambles, the fire was extinguished, and everyone quickly hid themselves under the brambles and brush. Usagi ended up having to lie next to Legolas. As the crebain flew over, Legolas gently kissed Usagi's lips. As soon as the crebain were out of sight, everyone emerged from their hiding places.
"Usagi, beggin' your pardon, but what's wrong?" Sam inquired.
Instead of replying, Usagi turned and slapped Legolas as hard as she could. "Don't do anything like that again!" Her voice shook with anger.
As she moved to retrieve the packs, Aragorn and Boromir exchanged a look. "What happened?"
"That's none of your concern." Legolas snapped irately.
Boromir looked taken aback. "Well, well, so Elves CAN show emotion. Who would've thought?"
"The south pass is being watched." Gandalf interrupted the pending fight. "The Gap of Rohan takes us too close to Isengard. We must try the pass of Caradhras."
"Gandalf," Gimli began. "My cousin, Balin, would give us a warm welcome. Why not go through the mines of Moria?"
"Moria is only to be traveled as a last resort." Aragorn spoke, a glint of slight fear in his eyes.
Gimli sighed. "Very well, then. Let's get moving."
Two days had passed, and Usagi was still angry at Legolas. About what, the Fellowship had yet to find out. Usagi's breaths were coming in gasps because of the thin air on Caradhras. As she took a moment to regain her breath, Usagi felt rather than heard Frodo fall, and begin to slide back the way they'd come.
"Frodo!" Usagi cried.
Her worries were short-lived, however, as Frodo landed in a heap at Aragorn's legs. As he was helped up, Frodo realized one thing. The Ring wasn't inside his shirt anymore. Looking around frantically, Frodo saw Boromir gazing intently at it.
"Amazing how there's so much trouble over so small a thing." He muttered to himself. "So small a thing…"
"Boromir!" Aragorn's sharp voice seemed to break Boromir out of a trance. "Give the Ring to Frodo."
"As you wish. I care not..." Boromir murmured as he gave the Ring to Frodo and ruffled his hair.
As Boromir picked up his shield, Aragorn's hand slowly released the hilt of his sword. Only Usagi saw this gesture. Her eyes caught Aragorn, and a look of understanding passed between them. Smiling slightly, she turned, and followed the others.
The blizzard was slowly killing them of hypothermia. As Usagi truged forward, occasionally aided by Legolas, she tried to look around. The snowflakes were blinding, and she could only see a few feet ahead. Usagi, miraculously, was very nearly able to walk on the snow, as Legolas did. So, she was in front of Gandalf.
Suddenly, a crack of blue lightning hit the mountain. Looking upwards, Usagi saw that it was an avalanche. As she looked up in surprise, Legolas pushed both her and Gandalf out of the way. As they were buried in a multitude of snow, the snow seemed to stop falling. As the snow began to slow once more, there was a sudden movement, and Legolas popped out of the snow, and pulled Usagi up with him.
There were several more movements, and Aragorn, Boromir, and Gandalf emerged. They helped the Hobbits out, and turned to aid Gimli. As it turned out, all were nearly frozen to death.
"Aragorn, we must go back!" Gandalf cried.
"No! I won't risk Moria, Gandalf!" Aragorn rebuked him.
"Aragorn, we're all nearly frozen! What's wrong with Moria?" Gimli joined the argument.
"Let the Ring-bearer decide." Gandalf stated heavily.
"We will take the Mines." Frodo decided after several moments.
"Very well." Aragorn sighed. "Let's get going before we all freeze to death."
Aragorn and Boromir began to work their way back whence they came. Legolas turned to Gandalf, and spoke.
"I go to find the sun!" With that said, Legolas ran lightly on the snow, and was soon out of sight.
When Boromir and Aragorn returned, nearly half an hour later, Legolas accompanied them. "Gandalf!" He cried. "The sun is still making her journey across the fields! It was lucky that I returned when I did for there's a high drift that Aragorn and Boromir despaired of ever getting over. However, the drift thinned out a few yards from the wall, and the snow becomes shallow enough so the Halflings may walk with us."
Gandalf nodded, and Aragorn and Boromir picked up Merry and Pippin. They trudged through the snow, and were back within minutes. As they led the way, the others followed until the snow was shallow enough that Frodo and Sam could walk.
Nightfall had come, and the cries of Wargs smote the air. Aragorn built a fire, and Gandalf told the Hobbits to stand back to back around the fire. Suddenly, the Wargs attacked. Firing arrows left and right, Usagi and Legolas shot and wounded or killed many of the demonic wolves.
As arrows continued to sing through the air, Gandalf, Aragorn, and Boromir began to fight with their swords. Occasionally, Gandalf hit a Warg with his staff. Suddenly, the leader of a pack of Wargs appeared. As it leapt for Frodo, Legolas let his last arrow sing. It struck the Warg in the chest, and the assault was momentarily stemmed.
Several tense hours passed, and as the moon began to pass towards the West, an attack began. During the reprieve, the Wargs had silently assembled around the fire, and the Fellowship was hemmed in. As if on a silent command, all the Wargs howled, and charged towards the fire.
Within moments, everyone was busy, including the Hobbits. As Usagi hacked the head off of another Warg, Gandalf began to use a powerful spell to drive the vile creatures back.
In the confines of her mind, Usagi was having a great debate. 'Should I activate my powers? Or will Gandalf get it under control? I can't easily forget what Elrond-sama said earlier. I'll wait until I have no other option.' Usagi decided.
Suddenly, a flash of light lit up the area. Gandalf had activated his great powers, and was using them to drive the Wargs back. As Usagi looked up, she was vaguely surprised to see that the sky was pale as the sun prepared to make her journey through another day.
It was almost midday when they finally found the streambed that would lead them onto the gates of Moria. Gimli, who'd found them, had a happy gleam in his eyes.
"Just you wait, Master Baggins!" Gimli cried. "And you shall know the true hospitality of the Dwarves! Malt beer, red meat off the bone, and grand feasts that go for hours on end!"
Frodo nodded. "It sounds delightful, Gimli."
Night had begun to fall, and the gates of Moria were just being revealed. Gandalf leaned back, and smiled happily with his handiwork. Legolas was examining the great trees that surrounded the gate as Gandalf read the inscriptions upon the door.
"…They say, 'The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter. I, Narvi, made them. Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs." Hi dictated.
"What does it mean by 'speak friend and enter?'" Pippin asked curiously.
"If you are a friend, speak the password and the doors will open." Gandalf replied with a smile. He began to try several different phrases, and after nearly half an hour, he threw his staff on the ground. "I have forgotten the password! Ah, wait! Mellon!"
The doors slowly creaked open. Gandalf nodded in satisfaction. At that moment, a long tentacle wrapped around Frodo's leg, and he was dragged back with a cry.
"Aragorn!" Sam cried as he hacked desperately at the tentacle.
Aragorn, Boromir, Usagi and Legolas drew their swords or knocked their bows. Aragorn and Boromir began hacking at tentacles. Usagi and Legolas fired several arrows into Ulmo, the watcher in the water's, body.
Aragorn finally got close enough to cut the tentacle that held Frodo. As Frodo fell, Boromir caught him, and the Fellowship ran towards the still open gates. Boromir set Frodo down, and Legolas ran after as rear guard.
The beast wasn't done with them. It tried to get through the doors, but since it couldn't, it settled for collapsing them. As the dust cleared, Gandalf spoke,
"We now have but one choice. To brave the long dark of Moria and hope our presence may go unknown until we reach the East Doors."
With that said, the Fellowship set off, sticking close to Gandalf.
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How was that? I was planning on ending it when Frodo was dragged back with a cry, but I thought that might be mean. See ya!