An- Hey! Well, since we took so long to update before and the last chapter was so short, I decided to put up chap.38 a day after 37! So, this one is long and all, so enjoy!

Chapter 38

Jane could see one of the big slingshot things shoot forwards, which meant the arrival of another boulder-bomb. "It's horrible" Jane thought uncomfortably, "I never know where those things are going to land..."

Jane was expecting to hear the crash of the boulder against the city walls; they had been assailed for the last hour (or so, it's hard to tell when you don't have a watch).

But that crash never came. Instead, Jane was hit hard in the shoulder with something rather small, but very solid.

Jane cursed quietly under her breath, rubbing her shoulder (which was fine) and turning to see what had hit her.

A head.

There was a decapitated human head lying on the ground. His face was frozen in an expression of agony; dried blood covered his face.

Jane clapped a hand to her mouth in horror, praying she wouldn't vomit or pass out. Both seemed very likely at the moment.

She spun around, trying to block the horrific image out of her buzzing mind. "I need to focus..." She breathed aloud, "...Because if I don't, I die."

Jane ran up a set of stairs, taking herself higher, away from the many heads that had scattered the city and closer to the gray hall.

Suddenly, a deafening screech came from above. Jane whipped her head up towards the sky. At first there was nothing, then-

"Nazgul!!" someone shrieked.

A great crash resounded from the floor above her, and the stone began to give way. Before she had time to think, Jane ducked around the people near her, and leaped out of the path of the falling rock.

"Ow!"

Jane's helmet flew off mid-jump, and the back of her head hit the stone ground hard. Blinking away the little stars that had appeared in front of her eyes, she got up and gingerly felt the back of her head, which was aching like crazy. When she brought her hand back, it was covered with blood. Jane swore under her breath, picking up her helmet and placing it carefully back on her injured head.

"One more hit to the head and I'm toast." She muttered gravely, looking back at the pile of rock where she had only just been standing. "And what the hell are Nazgul?!"

Again, she gazed up at the gray sky and her question was answered.

Two hideous, black monsters were flying over the city. They were the source of the deafening screech, Jane soon found out, and quickly doing what everyone around her was doing and running for cover.

But Jane soon found two orcs mingling in a little ruined house. It only took a second for them to spot her. So, thinking she was probably a villager, they ran towards her.

With a slight smirk, Jane's hand went for her sword; those idiots were nothing. Yet when Jane placed her hand on her belt- her sword wasn't there. Panic was starting to creep into her mind, when she realized her sword must have gone flying when she jumped out of the way of the rock, maybe a quarter of a mile back.

Just then, Jane realized there were two orcs that were awfully close to her, carrying long, dangerous weapons. She had nothing. She ran.

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Dawn broke over the Pelannor fields. It brought a sense of calm despite the dire situation Middle earth was in; today the battle of Middle Earth would be fought on these plains.

Carla looked across the field to the amazingly terrifying sight of the seemingly endless group of orcs. Sighning she looked over to Eowyn and said the first thing that came to her mind.

"We're all gonna die." Shifting on her horse, Carla would have laughed at the look on Eowyn's face if it hadn't been for the fact...they really were all going to die.

"Do not speak as such my friend, we will see the next day and many days afterwards, I refuse to die here today." Eowyn spoke, lifting her chin defiantly, "I did not dress as a man and travel this far to die to a bunch of disgusting orcs."

Carla shook her head and smirked. There was hope for the female population of this world yet.

"Yeah, well I didn't defy your stupid god-forsaken, oh so hot and yummy brother to just come here and die either. I plan on killing more orcs than anyone else and then laughing in your brother's probably very angry face when he finds out we're here."

Carla looked over at Eowyn and smiled, "So you see...I have plans."

Merry shook his head, wondering why for all things holy, he didn't just stay home?? Glancing over at Carla he shook his head again. She was insane!

"Courage Merry, courage for our friends." Eoywn spoke, calming some of Merry's fears.

Both women looked up when Theoden began speaking. He was giving orders to Eomer and a few other soldiers.

"And the long noble speech begins." mumbled Carla. She was half between a very odd feeling of excitement and fear. Not only was her life at stake, but all her friends (Except Erin) were all going to be here. There was no way she could help them if they got hurt, plus, if Eomer was to found out about herself and Eowyn he might get hurt doing something stupid, trying to protect them. That SO was not happening.

Ducking her head as Theoden passed by them, Carla noticed Eowyn do the same. Fortunately Theoden was talking too much to notice. Suddenly a cry of "DEATH!" erupted from Theoden and the Rohirrim.

Carla rolled her eyes. "Death, yea!! Yea!!" Carla said sarcastically. " The orcs probably think we're all freakin insane...oh well!"

On the second cry of death, Carla joined in.

'No big deal.... we're going to our deaths anyway, why not scream like an escapee from a mental institution??'

Theoden kicked his horse to a gallop towards the mass of black orcs before them, yelling for his men to follow. Carla was already off and galloping full speed across the field, a big stupid grin on her face. It was so time to have fun...

A volley of arrows came flying across the blue sky towards the advancing riders, killing many people and horses in a matter of seconds. Whipping her horse from side to side, Carla barely managed to dodge the arrows. Momentary pain ripped through her when an arrow brushed her left arm.

"How DARE they shoot arrows at me!?!?!?!?" Carla screamed in outrage.

Digging her heals into her horse's sides she galloped straight into the wall of orcs. Swinging her sword in a wide arc she decapitated the nearest Orc while her horse ploughed over a bunch more, crushing them beneath its powerful hooves. Carla continued to swing her sword, not trying to go anything cool looking, just trying to kill everything within a foot of her. Suddenly her horse reared and Carla had to hold on for dear life.

An Orc had tried to break the horse's legs but the horse, whose name was Argento, reared. Carla whipped her horse around, knocking more orcs out of the way and had just enough time to brace herself when a bunch of Orcs launched one of the many dead bodies at her, trying to knock her off her Argento. The bloody body hit her square in the chest, knocking the wind out of her despite the thick armour she wore.

Shuddering in disgust Carla screamed in surprise when an Orc jumped on Argento and grabbed her throat. Coughing violently from lack of air, Carla let go of her reins and elbowed the Orc as hard as she could. Knocking the Orc off her she brought her sword down to finish the job. Continuing to hack at the orcs around her Carla suddenly took notice of the men on horseback near her, she gave one of them a quick nod of thanks for the help and protection they offered. She hadn't even noticed them until now. A sudden, high-pitched scream made Carla turn her horse. Eowyn and Merry were surrounded and there wasn't anyone near enough to help them.

"Oh I don't think so." Carla mumbled, killing another Orc. " You're not hurting my friends!!" Carla let out a cry and began hacking a bloodily trail towards her friends.

Finally reaching Eowyn and Merry's side she smiled briefly, running an Orc through with her sword, Eowyn did the same.

"Having fun yet??" Carla shouted

Eowyn looked at Carla like she was insane. "I can see your enjoying yourself." Eowyn shouted back.

"Yeah, I guess... so..." Carla trailed off as everyone, orcs and humans alike stopped fighting and looked WAY up. There stood the biggest elephant Carla had ever seen.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!!!!" Carla screamed. Now they were REALLY going to die.

Eowyn and Merry had paled. "They are called the mûmakil." Eowyn said.

Carla nodded. "Is that so, well I don't want to be rude or nothing but I told you we were going to die."

Merry looked at her angrily. "We don't have time to die, we have to win and help Pip and the others!" the little hobbit shouted, chopping at the orcs who had stopped starring at the mumakil.

Carla smirked; the little guy could sure be brave when he wanted to be. Killing another Orc Carla glared angrily at King Theoden's back. He was shouting for everyone to reform the lines, the idiot wanted to charge the giant elephant's!!

'And I thought I was insane...'

"Charge!!" Came the cry from Theoden. Watching with expiration as every man on horseback took off towards the mumakil. Looking over at Eowyn, Carla gestured with her sword.

"Shall we??"

Eowyn smiled nervously and kicked her horse into a gallop towards the mumakil, Carla was right beside her.

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Jane leapt over a couple Orc corpses, which were lying, in her path. Casting a glance behind her, she saw that the orcs were still chasing her, weapons held high.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Gandalf's voice rang out from somewhere above her.

"I can't retreat right now, I need my sword!" Jane muttered though ragged breaths. Just then, something occurred to her. Jane stopped in her tracks, pulling a knife out of her boot. The Orcs continued to run towards her, too dense to realize the girl now held a weapon.

Jane ran towards the first one, kicked out, thus knocking it down for the time being. She then stepped towards the second one and plunged her knife into its neck, before it was able to sink its weapon into her. She pulled her knife out, and before the first Orc was able to get up off the ground, she slit its throat.

Breathing deeply, she watched it fall to the ground. Jane looked around; she recognized this spot; this was where she must have dropped her sword earlier. And, thank God, she found it, still lying where it must have fallen

Silently thanking the lord for her good luck, the girl placed her knife back into her boot, and sprinted to the second gate where she had heard Gandalf's call.

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'How the frig to they expect us to kill these things? Oh I know lets poke there enormous toes and see what they do, or better yet lets dress up like mice and chase them away!!'

Carla forced her horse to dodge to the side as one of the mumakil thrashed his head in her direction. The damn thing had almost taken her out!! Galloping underneath another mumakil Carla slashed her sword against one of the elephants things back legs. Glancing behind her for a second she saw the giant beast trip.

"Well, that's one way to knock a giant elephant thing down."

Carla looked up...way up and saw all the Haradrim pointing their bows at the riders desperately trying to dodge the mumakil. Swearing violently she took one last look at Eowyn and veered off to the left of one of the mumakil. Hoping to go around the giant animals swinging tusks she pushed the horse in a wide angle. Turning her head away from the fields in front of her, which were covered with the dead and dying bodies of men, beasts and Orcs, she looked over her shoulder. The sight she saw made her swear and whip her horse back the way she came.

Eomer, the stupid lunk head that she for some reason cared for, was standing right in front of a charging mumakil.

"Eomer!! Get out of the way!!" She screamed, making her horse go full speed towards Eomer.

He obviously didn't hear her because he kept sitting there on his horse. Fear threatened to paralyze her. Here was the guy she liked A LOT, about to get trampled because he temporarily went comatose or something.

She was almost there when he raised his spear and took careful aim. She watched in amazement as he threw the spear and hit one of the Haradrim controlling the thing. He fell bonelessy from the mumakil and brought the reins to the giant animal with him. The giant beast veered sharply to the left, sending the people aboard the thing flying in all directions.

"All right Eomer, you show them who the manly man of Rohan is!!" Carla screamed in joy. This time Eomer noticed her and whipped his head in her direction. When he saw her, the look in his eyes wasn't confusion it was fear.

Five seconds later Carla knew why.

When the mumakil had turned it had swung its tusks and trunk in a wide arc. Luckily the tusks had missed her but the trunk swept the legs out from her still galloping horse.

Carla's horse went backward Carla went flying forward. In the few seconds that Carla was airborne she realized two things. One, she didn't have her helmet and two; Eomer was galloping towards her, calling her name and looking almost desperate.

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An- Well, that's all for now...and hope you enjoyed! The next chapter will be up soon! Rock on!