Captured in a Dream
Chapter 27
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The old man made a move to hit her but Faramir stopped him. "Do not touch her!"
A soldier's yells was then echoed throughout the ruin city. "Watch out!"
A boulder hits the already ruin tower and tumbles down to the floor. Sam suddenly looks at Frodo.
"Mr. Frodo?"
Frodo looks up, "they're here." Everyone turns to Frodo. "They've come."
A screeching was then heard, and Faramir looks up, yelling. "Nazgul!"
Everyone starts to panic and run for hiding. Faramir grabs Frodo and drags him to a arch way that had still a roof above.
"Stay here. Keep out of sight." Faramir turns and pushes Sam inside as well. He looks up, "take cover!" Faramir yells, making his way over to Ailish, who was knocked down by the soldiers who tired to get to safety.
"Stupid men!" Ailish mumbled angrily, standing up with the help of Faramir. "Thanks.
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"Hurry!" Faramir whispered, dragging Ailish near some broken staircases.
He pushed Ailish against a broken pillar, standing in front of her, his bow out with a notched arrow.
"Hide from sight, Lady Ailish. You do not want to be the Nazgul's food."
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–Helm's Deep-
The Uruk-hai ran towards the door, thrusting the medium size pillar against it. Uruk-hai's now roamed the inside of the wall, trying to find a way inside the castle. Inside, the men, Elves, and Alejandra pushed tables, dressers, benches and anything else that was heavy against the door. Theoden turns at the bang from the other side.
"The fortress is taken. It is over."
Aragon, Legolas, and Alejandro jog up to a table, grabbing th bench.
"You said this fortress would never fall while your men defend it." Aragon said, as he helps lift up the bench, and leave it for Legolas and Alejandro. Aragorn walks forward. "They still defend it. They have died defending it." Aragorn then walks over to the right. "Is there no other way for the women and children to get out of the caves?"
Aragorn looks back, the bang on the door echoes. In the background, Legolas and Alejandro tilt over a table, throwing everything on the floor, and picked it up. They headed towards the door, a few men helping them.
"Is there no other way?" Aragon asks once more.
Gamling hesitates but tells Aragorn. "There is one passage. It leads into the mountains. But they will not get far. The Uruk-hai are too many."
Another bang echoed inside the room, and the Men, Elves, and Alejandra were pushed back, but quickly went back to pushing the door and furniture.
"Tell the women and children to make for the mountains pass." Aragorn said, taking a few steps to the right, towards the door, with Gamling. "And barricade the entrance!"
"So much death." Theoden said slowly, making Aragorn and Gamling turn to him. "What can Men do against such reckless hate?"
Another bang, and the Men, Elves, and Alejandra were pushed back once more, but more fiercely this time.
"Will you HURRY UP! They're getting stronger by the second!" Alejandra yelled towards the three men.
"Ride out with me." Aragorn said softly, then he looks up at Theoden, talking louder. "Ride out and meet them."
Theoden takes a few steps forward. "For death and glory."
Aragorn walks forward also. "For Rohan. For your people."
Gimli, who was off to the side, nods his head. "The sun is rising." He spoke in a almost whispered.
Aragorn turns to the small window and sees light pouring in, remembering Gandalf's words.
"Look to my coming at first light on the fifth day. At dawn, look to the east."
Aragorn's eyes widen in hope. And looks at the king who whisper's.
"Yes." He turns to the left, talking louder. "Yes. The horn of Helm Hammerhand shall sound in the Deep," Theoden turns to Aragorn, "One last time."
"Yes!" Gimli yells happily.
He runs off to the side where some stairs were at and ran up. The Uruk-hai's hit the door once more and this time, the Men, Elves, and Alejandra were thrown back, the door breaking in the middle, along with most of the furniture. Theoden stands in front of Aragorn, putting his left arm on Aragorn's shoulder.
"Let this be the hour when we draw swords together." Theoden said, his eyes showing determination.
Legolas, the Elves, the Men, and the cousins took out their bows notched with arrows and their swords, looking at the door. Aragorn holds back a smile and holds his head up high.
"Fell deeds, awake." Theoden yells.
Horses were brought from a door from the side. The Men, Elves, and the cousins got on their horses just as the doors were busts open slightly.
"Now for wrath," Theoden said, as Aragorn takes his sword out, along with the others.
"Now for the ruin and a red dawn." Theoden and few of his men said in unison.
Theoden puts on his helmet. A deep sound is then heard as the door completely bursts open, the Uruk-hai's running inside.
"Forth Eorlingas!" Theoden yells, urging his horse forward, the Men, Elves, and the cousins riding behind the king.
The riders rode out of the castle, killing as many Uruk-hai's as they can all the way to the bottom of the outer wall. The riders rode around in the middle, killing as many as they can, as there was only so few of them. Having a feeling in her stomach, Alejandra, along with Aragorn, looked up at a very high hill in front of them, only to see Gandalf on Shadowfax, who goes on his back legs, neighing loudly. This got everyone's attention, even the Uruk-hai's, and look up at the hill.
"Gandalf." Aragorn whispers softly.
"Eomer." Theoden whispers, not believing his eyes.
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"The king stands alone." Gandalf says softly.
Eomer rides next to Gandalf, "Not alone." He takes out his sword, pointing it upwards. "Rohirrim!" Riders ride behind and next to Gandalf and Eomer, who points his sword downward. "To the king!"
The riders yells a battle cry and ride forward down to the battlefield. The Uruk-hai's move between when the hill and the ground level meets and point their spears upwards. As the riders near the bottom, the sun comes up over the hill and blinds the Uruk-hai. The riders jump over the first row of Uruk-hai's and start killing
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–Isengard–
The Ents grabbed boulders and threw them at the Orcs and whatever they have built. They kicked, threw, and stepped on the Uruk-hai's with every step they took. Some of the Orcs threw ropes up to a Ent and brought it down, trying to cut in pieces with axes. Treebeard throws a boulder their way, hitting the Uruk-hai's, the fallen Ent now standing up.
"Yes!" Pippin yells, as he and Merry threw smaller rocks to the Uruk-hai's.
One of the Ents are then on fire from the flaming arrows the Orcs were setting loose. By this time, Saruman runs out to his balcony, looking below in fright.
"A hit! A fine hit." Treebeard says, nodding in approval.
Pippin tosses another rock to Merry, who throws it at a Orcs head. Up on the mountain side, several Ents have just reached where a dam have been built to stop the river from flowing down.
"Break the damn! Release the river!" Treebeard's voice boomed.
The Ents pulled back a pillar, the dam crumpling down. The Ents move out of the way just as the water blasted through. The water rushes down towards the tower, taking everything in it's path, the Ents bracing themselves.
"Hold on, little Hobbits!" Treebeard yelled over the noise.
The Ent that was on fire rushes forward and dips his head into the water first, extinguishing the fire.
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–Osgiliath–
Frodo starts walking out of his hiding place, Sam keeps looking out into the chaos of Men running around, trying to fire back to the Orcs and trying to hide from the Nazgul above. When Frodo moves a rock nearby, Sam turns to him alarm but relaxes, then stars at Frodo confuse.
"What are you doing?" Sam whispers.
Men run by the Hobbits, not noticing them, trying to find cover.
"Where are you going?" Sam yells, as Frodo just walks towards a pair of stairs.
Frodo walks up steps, the trance look on his face, some of the men running past him. Finally, Frodo reaches the top and looks out towards the ruin city and the lake. A Nazgul with a Ringwrath flies up to level Frodo, who could not hear a single thing. Frodo lifts up the Ring slowly, the Ringwrath watching him intensely. Faramir, who was trying to find the Nazgul, looked up and saw Frodo with the Ringwrath, horror written on his face.
Ailish, who had her bound hands clenched at the back of Faramir's shirt, felt him tense. She looked up at him, and moved her eyes to where he was looking towards. Her eyes widen, her gripping tightening as Ailish never saw the third movie, at least not the first half. Frodo then gets ready to put the Ring on his finger. Sam runs towards Frodo, yelling for him. The Nazgul reaches for the Ring with it's blueish, greenish color claw. But Sam tackles Frodo to the floor, falling down the steps.
The Nazgul screeches, along with the Ringwrath and flies away as Faramir lets an arrow loose at it along with a few other men. Ailish lets go of Faramir's shirt and ran towards the Hobbits, only to come to a stop at what she sees. Faramir, who felt Ailish let him go, cursed under his breath, believing she was going to try and escape. But he stopped right behind her and looked at what she was looking. On the floor, Frodo had an angry look upon his face, sting out and pointed at Sam's neck.
"It's me." Sam whispers. "It's your Sam." Tears begin to fall down his face. "Don't you know your Sam?"
Frodo breaths heavily and drops sting, crawling back into a pillar. "I can't do this, Sam."
"I know." Sam stands up, "it's all wrong. But rights, we shouldn't even be here."
Ailish turns to the right, toning out Sam's speech, and see the men are still running around. Some men were firing, or trying to hide from the enemy.
'Maybe I could run for it and try to out run Faramir.'
Ailish took a few steps to the right, but Faramir quickly grabbed her upper arm. Ailish cursed under her breath, looking up at Faramir, who continues to listen to Sam. Ailish turns back to the two Hobbits, Sam now done with his speech.
"What are we holding on to, Sam?"
Sam turns to Frodo, as Gollum looks up, waiting for an answer. Sam then picks Frodo up.
"That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth fight for."
Ailish could see tears at the brim of Frodo's eyes, and looks towards their direction. Faramir walks up to them and kneels in front of Frodo. Ailish tries once more to leave, but Faramir's men grab each side from her arm, making Ailish curse one more under her breath. The men drag them forward, just as they are behind their captain.
"I think at last we understand one another, Frodo Baggings."
Ailish smiles at this but glares at the old man, as he walks forward.
"You know the laws of our country, the laws of your father." Faramir looks to the old man and stands up. "If you let them go, your life will be forfeit."
"Then it is forfeit." Faramir says calmly. "Release them."
Frodo smiles faintly, as Sam shoves off the hand on his shoulder. Ailish also tries to shrug off the men's arms, but they only tighten their grip, one of them whispering in her ear.
"Captain Faramir only said the little ones! Not you."
Ailish scowls at the ground, not knowing what she was going to do.
"I'll be back." Faramir tells his men. "You three, follow me." Faramir turns to the left, and starts walking.
The old man then looks to Ailish, his eyes narrowing at her. "This is all your fault!" The old man backhanded Ailish across the face. "You put those ridiculous ideas into our young captain's head!" He looks up to the men holding her. "Take her out of my sight."
Ailish struggles with their holds, yelling after the old man. "It wasn't my fault! He is only speaking out his mind! The mind you and his father brainwashed is now vanishing and he is only seeing the truth for the first time!"
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It took them only ten minutes for Faramir to led them to the sewer tunnel. He stops and turns to the Hobbits.
"This is the old sewer. Runs right under the river through to the edge of the city. You'll find cover in the woods there."
"Captain Faramir," Sam starts, Faramir looking down at him. "You have shown your quality, sir." Faramir is taken back, his eyebrows rising. "The very highest."
"The Shire must truly be a great realm, Master Gamgee, where gardeners are held in high honor." Faramir says, smiling.
Sam blushes and looks down.
"What road will you take once you reach the woods?" Faramir asks curiously.
"Gollum says there's a path near Minas Morgul that climbs up into the mountains."
Faramir looks at Frodo surprise, and fear passing over his eyes. "Cirith Ungol?" Gollum starts to crawl away slowly.
Faramir looks to Gollum to see him crawling and quickly grabs his neck and pushes him up against the wall.
"Is that it's name?"
"No. No!" Gollum cries, but Faramir only tightens his neck. "Yes!" He chokes out.
Faramir turns to Frodo. "Frodo, they say a dark terror dwells in the passes above Minas Morgul. You cannot go that way."
"It is the only way." Faramir turns to Gollum. "Masters says we must go to Mordor, so we must try."
Faramir looks back to Frodo.
"We must." Frodo says quietly.
Faramir glares at Gollum, than throws him down, Gollum coughing, holding his neck.
"Go Frodo. Go with the good will of all Men."
Frodo nods, "thank you."
Frodo walks in, Sam following behind. Gollum starts to crawl in, but Faramir grabs his neck and pushes him against the wall once more.
"May death find you quickly if you bring them to harm." After saying this, Faramir throws Gollum into the tunnel.
Gollum looks up and crawls away. Faramir glares at the form in front of him one last time and starts walking back.
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–Helm's Deep-
The Men, Elves, and the cousins drive the Uruk-hai's over a hill to the left, towards a forest.
"Victory!" Theoden yells, throwing his arm that's holding his sword upwards. "We have Victory!"
Everyone yells happily, as they continue to drive the Uruk-hai's back still, or killing the nearest one. The riders ride out to the edge of the hill.
"Stay out of the forest!" Eomer yells, stopping his horse. "Keep away from the trees!"
The Uruk-hai's run towards the trees, not looking back to the men. Everyone up on the hill watches on, curious to what is about to happen. And to their surprise, the trees groan, and move about, killing the Uruk-hai's. Once there were no more cries coming from the trees, everyone turn to each other, waiting for someone to say something.
"We should go back to get the women and children out." Alejandra said, everyone nodding in agreement.
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As everyone got back to the castle, the women and children were already being let out. Alejandro walks up the stairs, and looks up to Eowyn, who smiles and holds his face in her hands. She hugs Alejandro, who hugs back, swinging her around, making her laugh. At the bottom, Men and Elves stack up the Uruk-hai's body, and those they have lost in the battle into two piles. Legolas walks forward, expecting his bow. Alejandra, seeing this, smiles and walks a bit closer.
"Final count..." Legolas down at Gimli, who is sitting on a Uruk-hai, his ax in it's head. "42."
Gimli, who was smoking out of his pipe, looked at Legolas. "42? That's not bad for a pointy-eared Elvish Princeling."
Legolas looks at Gimli with narrow eyes, frowning in suspicion. Alejandra puts her hand to her mouth, laughing silently.
"I myself am sitting pretty on 43." Gimli says happily, putting his pipe back into his mouth.
Legolas quickly takes his arrow out, notches it, and lets it go, going between Gimli's open legs, who quickly jerks his hand away, hitting the Uruk-hai. Gimli looks up.
"43." Legolas says calmly.
"He was already dead!"
"He was twitching."
"He was twitching because he's got my ax," Gimli grabs his ax handle and shakes it, the Uruk-hai twitching. "Embedded in his nervous system!"
Alejandra laughs out loud, Gimli and Legolas looking back to her. Calming down, Alejandra smiles at the two in front of her, putting her hands on her hips.
"Tied between 43, not bad." Alejandra nods her head. But Legolas saw her eyes twinkle with amusement. "Too bad it's not 68."
Both Gimli and Legolas looked at her surprised, and in disbelief.
"68! You?" Gimli scoffs.
"Believe it, gentlemen. I killed 68 Uruk-hai's." Alejandra waved and turned around. But she looked back over her shoulder. "Oh, and don't be mad because a WOMAN beat the both of you at killing Uruk-hai's." And with that, Alejandra chuckled, shaking her head.
"You do not believe her, do you?" Gimli looked up at Legolas.
"I believe she is telling the truth."
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–Isengard–
Merry walks next to Pippin, who is looking up at the small figure of Saruman.
"He doesn't look too happy, dose he?"
"Not too happy at all, Merry."
"Still, I suppose the view would be quite nice from up there." Merry smirked.
Pippin smiled, "Oh, yes. It's a quality establishment. I hear the staff are very good."
Merry carefully measures himself with Pippin. Pippin frowns and turns around, just as Merry quickly takes his hand back and pretending to take something out of his hair.
"What are you doing?" Pippin ask.
"Nothing." Merry said quickly. "The world's back to normal, that's all."
"No, it isn't." Pippin looks straight, putting a hand on his stomach, "I'm starving."
"Good luck trying to find something decent around here." Merry looks into a basket and throws a few branches into the water. "Probably dead rats and moldy bread."
Pippin looks down at the water and sees an apple in confusion. He grabs it and looks up, than back to the apple, smiling. He turns and finds more apples. Pippin walks forward, Merry following. Pippin drops the apples into the water and picks up a turkey, putting it in a basket of apples. Merry picks up a wine bottle and they both stop at the door to see a food storage.
"Saruman's storeroom!" Merry and Pippin exclaim in unison.
Pippin then looks to the side, his eyes widening. "I don't believe it."
Merry looks in the direction Pippin was looking at and smiles. "It can't be."
They walk forward and grab the small barrel, opening it.
"It is!" Pippin looks up at Merry.
"Longbottom Leaf." Merry breathes in deeply. "The finest pipe-weed in South Farthing."
Pippin hands Merry the barrel and grabs another. "It's perfect. One barrel each." Then Pippin looks up. "Wait. Do you think we should share it with Treebeard."
"Share it!" Merry says quickly, then shakes his head. "No. No. Dead plant and all that. Don't think he'd understand. Could be a distant relative."
"Oh, I get it." Pippin taps on the side of his nose. "Don't be hasty."
Merry takes his pipe out. "Exactly."
Treebeard wanders towards the storeroom, looking for Merry and Pippin. He hears them laughing, and sees smoke clouds rise from the storeroom. Treebeard sniffs the smoke and leans down to take a look.
"Treebeard!"
Treebeard looks up to see an Ent walk up to him, a man about 26 years old, sitting on him. He had dark brown, untidy, shoulder length hair. His emerald eyes showing tiredness and hunger. The man had a beard growing, his pale skin making him stand out. His clothes were all torn and dirty, and baggy, as he was skinny as a twig.
"Quickbeam, who is this?"
"I found him rolling down from the tower with an Orc, killing him. I believe he was a prisoner here." The young Ent said, grabbing the man and handing him to Treebeard carefully.
Treebeard grabbed the man carefully, and set him down on the entrance of the storeroom. Bending down to talk to Merry and Pippin.
"Will you two see to that this man gets proper food and clothing."
Merry and Pippin stare at the man, nodding to Treebeard. Treebeard nods in response and walks away.
"I'm Pippin, and this is my cousin, Merry." Pippin pointed to each of them.
"My name... Is Damon." The man said weakly.
Merry and Pippin's eyes widen and looked at each other, then back to Damon.
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–Helm's Deep-
Gandalf, Theoden, Gamling, Aragorn, Legolas, and the cousins ride up to the top of a hill, stopping.
"Sauron's wrath will be terrible." Gandalf says, looking straight. "His retribution swift."
In the distance, Mrodor could be seen on fire, lighting flashing overhead in the fiery red.
"The battle for Helm's Deep is over. The battle for Middle-earth is about to begin."
"No Gandalf." Everyone turns to Alejandro.
Alejandra goes on. "It has already started from when the Ring was found at the Shire."
Gandalf nods, everyone looking forward once more. "All our hopes now lie with two little Hobbits, somewhere in the wilderness."
Aragorn suddenly turns to Alejandra. "How do you know where the Ring was found?" Everyone turns to Alejandra, curious as to what she has to say.
Alejandra smiled, shaking her head. "Haven't you been listening to me Aragorn?" Alejandra looks at him. "I know all that has happen."
Gandalf looks to Alejandro, who nudges Alejandra on the side. Alejandra rubs her side, glaring at her cousin. Alejandro nods towards Gandalf, Alejandra, and everyone looks towards Gandalf.
"We must go to Isengard. Come."
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–Isengard-
Night came, and the Hobbits, and Damon were in the storeroom, the Hobbits looking at Damon eat some turkey hungrily.
"So," Pippin starts. "How did you come to be in the dungeons of Saruman?"
Damon took a big gulp of ale and sighed in content. He looked up to the two curious Hobbits in front of him. He thought over his words carefully.
"I was kidnaped from my home and was dragged to this place. I was only six years old." Damon tore a piece of bread in half and put butter on it. "I have been gone from my homeland for over 20 years now. But I do not know how I got here, or how I will get back."
"And, where is it that you come from, my lord?" Merry asked, drinking from his cup.
"I-uh-" Damon stuttered, "from a distant land. You will not know where it is."
Merry and Pippin looked at each other, eyebrows raised, and back to Damon.
"That's the same thing Ailish and her friends said." Pippin said, drinking the last of his ale.
Damon looked up at Pippin quickly, eyes wide. "Ailish? Ailish what?"
"Ailish Soria. Why my lord? Do you know here?" Merry asked.
"Soria?" Damon stood up so quickly that his stool fell over. The Hobbits nodded, a bit scared. "That is my sister!"
"What!" The Hobbits yelled in unison.
"My name is Damon Soria! I'm Ailish's older brother!"
They stayed in the same position, for some time, looking at each other. Each one deep in their thoughts. Finally, Merry spoke up.
"It's late. We should rest."
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It took them all night, but Gandalf, Theoden, Eomer, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Gamling, and the cousins rode through the silent forest, hearing only groaning from the trees. During the night, Legolas told Gimli of how much he would like to see the forest in better days. As Gimli told Legolas he would much like to see the caves of Helm's Deep. So they each made an agreement when the war was over, they each go see the caves and the forest better, together.
In the back, Alejandra smiled, as the sun was now over the trees, telling them that it was only 25 minutes before it was noon. She looked ahead, seeing the tower of Isengard not too far now.
"How is your side, my lady?"
Alejandra turned her head to Eomer, who has ridden next to her.
"It is fine, my lord. It is healed, thanks to Gandalf." Alejandra nodded her head towards Gandalf, who was at the front.
"I'm glad to hear this. And call my Eomer, please." Eomer smiled down at her.
Alejandra turned to him, smiling back. Legolas, who heard them talking, turned his head back forward, seeing the smile Alejandra gave Eomer. Gimli, who saw this, patted his shoulder.
"Looks like, Lady Alejandra had her eye on someone else. Do not worry, there are plenty of women out there." Legolas only grunted in response.
He then heard laughter up ahead and immediately recognized the voice.
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"It's good." Merry said, blowing some smoke into the air. "Definitely from the Shire. Longbottom Leaf."
Merry was lying on his right side, his pipe back in his mouth. Pippin was sitting on the edge, swinging his legs back and forth.
"I feel like I'm back at The Green Dragon." Pippin says, grabbing his cup of ale, and look back to Merry, who bites off some bread.
"Green Dragon." Merry said happily through a mouthful.
"A mug of ale in my hand." Merry sits up. "Putting my feet up on a settle after a hard day's work."
"Only, you've never done a hard day's work."
Pippin nods in agreement and they both start laughing. A couple of horses neighing made the two Hobbits turn forward to see the group ride up to them, Gandalf stopping. Pippin laughs, and raises his cup in greeting, as Merry stands up, his hands up in the air.
"Welcome, my lords, and lady," Merry bows his head at Alejandra, who smiled and bows her head back. "To Isengard!" Merry points behind him.
"You, young rascals! A merry hunt you've led us on,"
Pippin holds his pipe up, as Aragorn smiles, chuckling silently and looks to Gimli.
"And now we find you feasting and... and smoking!" Gimli stutters.
"We are sitting on a field of victory, enjoying a few well-earned comforts." Pippin says, shaking a piece of pork, as Merry blows some more smoke. "The salted pork is particularly good." Pippin nods at Gimli.
"Salted pork?" Gimli asks dreamily.
Gandalf shakes his head and speaks under his breath. "Hobbits."
"We're under orders from Treebeard, who's taken over management of Isengard." Merry replies happily.
"Oh, before we forge, I think Gandalf, Aragorn, or Legolas should help somebody who was in the dungeons of Isengard for 20 years."
Everyone stares at Pippin shocked.
"Who is this person?" Gandalf asks curiously.
"He said his name is Damon." Pippin says slowly, seeing the reactions Alejandra and Alejandro had. "Damon Soria."
"No!" Alejandra whispered, shaking her head. "You're kidding?"
The two Hobbit's shake their head.
"No, my lady. He is still asleep inside the storeroom, if you like to see him."
"We shall. But first, lets go talk to Treebeard." Gandalf says, as he rides forward. He takes Merry, as Aragorn takes Pippin and ride inside towards Treebeard.
A/N: I updated! This is my longest chapter ever! I hoped you liked it! Please review!