Chapter 11:
"Gandalf we must get off the mountain! The hobbits will not survive this strom!" yelled Zefron atop Templa, holding Pippin. Gandalf either didn't hear or didn't care. Legolas went up head for him, being an elf, could walk upon the snow barely leaving a footprint.
"There is a foul voice on the air." said Legolas once reaching the edge. Zefron snapped back into the real world upon hearing Legolas say that for he could hear it too.
"It's Saruman!" yelled Zefron and Gandalf in unisen(?). A bit of snow came crashing down on them. Gandalf tried to counter Sauman's spell.
"It's not going to work Gandalf." said Zefron quietly, walking over to Gandalf and holding his bow out, eyes starting to glow a dim violet. Saruman was busy consontrating on reciting the incantation and didn't seem to notice the white mist that was forming all around him until it was to late. Saruman turned around and saw Gandalf standing there.
"Zefron will pay greatly for this." said Saruman as Gandalf's double lunged at him knocking him onto the ground with his staff. Saruman got up and used his magic to cause the double of Gandalf to fall off of the tower. When the double landed on the ground Zefron went out of consontration and was thrown hard against the wall of the mountain, nearly breaking his quiver. Zefron struggled to get up, coughing violently. Legolas ran over to help his fallen friend. But as usual Zefron brushed him off and also as usual Legolas helped anyway, but once Legolas let go of Zefron, he fell onto the ground coughing even more and when he drew his hand away from his mouth... it was covered in blood. Zefron looked up at Legolas to see if he had seen it... Legolas had and was quite surprised at it too. Saruman finished is incantation and snow fell, covering them all.
"Is everyone alright?" yelled Aragorn popping up out of the snow Legolas got out and nodded then went around searching for the rest. Soon they had found everyone save for Zefron for he was not where Legolas had last seen him. Templa was going wild searching for her master, when at last she found Zefron's hood. Boromir walked over to get him out of the snow.
"Zefron, are you alright?" he asked once he got him about half way out. Zefron managed to nodd yes in reply before starting to cough again, he got out of the snow the rest of the way pushing away Boromir's hand that was ment to help him out. Than he jumped onto Templa's back, holding out a hand for Pippin to help him get on.
Both Legolas and Aragorn knew that Zefron was far from alright.
"Why is he so thick headed?" asked Aragorn.
"I do not know Aragorn, but he is not well, that is what I do know." replied Legolas seeing Zefron almost fall off of Templa.
Frodo made the desision to go through the mines of Moria, from behind the hood of his robe, Zefron's eyes had fear in them.
Legolas and Aragorn lingered far behind the rest. Suddenly a white mist started to form around the two, Aragorn didn't pay much heed to it but Legolas stopped in his tracks.
"What is it?" Aragorn asked Legolas turning around and was surprised at what he saw... it was a young elf with long blond hair and violet coloured eyes wearing a plain black dress and a long black cape.
"Zefra, what are you doing here?" asked Legolas turning around and facing her.
"Just to prove to Aragorn that I do excist(?) in one form or another." replied Zefra smiling at them. Aragorn finally found his voice.
"Do you know if your brother is hurt? Zefron seems it, hard as he may try to hide it." said Aragorn wasting no time to ask Zefra all the questions about her brother, Zefron.
Zefra sighed. "Sounds a lot like me, I like to prove to people that I can do anything... just so long as it doesn't involve a red weapon. He is hurt quite badly and no magic can heal the wound Saruman gave Zefron, Aragorn you must help him or he will die." said Zefra pleadingly. Aragorn looked puzzled at what he could do to help Zefron.
"What do you mean?" "You will see in due time Aragron, now I must go... to much of my magic has been wasted as it is, farwell to you both." replied Zefra before dissapearing. Legolas started walking to catch up with the others. "
Does she do that often?" asked Aragorn running over to his elven friend. Legolas nodded and seeing that the rest of the Fellowship were gone... started to run to catch up. Although that proved to be a more difficult task in the blinding snow storm.
"We are lost Aragorn." said Legolas over the howling winds. Aragorn was about to reply when he heard a horse neigh just up ahead. Zefron appeared on Templa seconds later.
"And I thought Rangers were supost to be good trackers, follow me and I will lead you to the others." he said trying his best not to cough.
"Zefron you are hurt, let me see." demanded Aragorn walking up to Zefron who started to back Templa up away from him but stopped when he saw that Aragorn wasn't giving up.
"Yes I was hurt when I tried to stop Saruman from killing us all, although I failed at doing so." Zefron admitted sadly then started to cough again, putting the sleeve of his robe up to his mouth and when it came down, it was damp with blood. Aragorn's eyes got large at the sight... no one he knew that had had this happen to them and lived to talk about it. Zefron saw the fear in Aragorn's eyes and turned around.
"Come... the others are this way." he said turning Templa around, Legolas and Aragorn followed.
"What is the matter with him Aragorn?" asked Legolas. "
I do not know, but what I do know... is that no one I have ever known that had had that happen to them are alive to this day to speak of it. We must tell Gandalf about this." replied Aragorn runing to catch up with Zefron.
AT THE GATES TO MORIA:
"We have returned Gandalf." said Zefron getting off of Templa looking nervously at the gate to Moria.
"Good, I have tried many passwords but they have all failed. I am not sure if we can get into the mines." said Gandalf from his place on the rock.
Zefron breathed a sigh of relief, though he himself knew the password he dare not utter it there. But his joy was short lived.
"It's a riddle... speak friend and enter. What's the elvish word for friend?" asked Frodo standing up. Zefron's eyes onened up wide in panic, which only caused him to become short of breath, which then only made him start coughing even more.
"Mellon." said Gandalf, the doors opened. The Fellowship started to walk inside and stared in horror at what they saw...
"This is no mine... this is a tomb." said Boromir, Zefron looked around at the once beautiful gateway to Moria, which was now littered with the bodys of dwafs and goblins.
"We must make for the gap of Rohan." said Zefron starting to back away towards the door. Just then both Zefron and Frodo were picked up by the sea serpant and held high above the water. Templa flew up to try and save Zefron but was knocked down hard onto the ground by one of its tenticals.
"Get Frodo!" yelled Zefron trying to reach his sword. Aragorn listened and started to make his way over to where Frodo was being held. Legolas was doing his best to kill the beast by shooting arrows at it. Zefron sighed and finally managed to grab his sword and cut the tentical that was holding him up... then falling into the water with a great spash.
"Get into the mines!" yelled Gandalf. Aragorn finally managed to get Frodo down and carried him into the mines followed closly by Boromir and the hobbits, Legolas tried to get over and help Zefron but Gimli grabed him and draged him into the mine.
"Zefron! Get in here!" yelled Legolas. Zefron turned to Legolas.
"Don't worry about me, just go!" Zefron yelled back holding out his staff. "Morderiea secdebia morhl!" as Zefron said that incantation the doors started to close and Zefron started to run towards the door before he was left out side.
"Come on Zefron! Get inside!" yelled Aragron. Zefron was almost there when the serpant grabed onto Zefron once more and made the doors collaps. Everyone just stared at the rubble that was between their friend and them.
"He is dead then isn't he Gandalf?" asked Pippin sadly looking at the door. Gandalf nodded.
"Come... there is nothing we can do for him now. It's a four day journey to the other side, be on your guard... there are fouler things then orcs in the deep places." said Gandalf although he too looked sad at Zefron's fate. Zefron had to be dead, no one could kill that beast by themselves... or could they??? Is Zefron really dead???
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