Anything in parentheses (words) means it's in Elvish.
Captured in a Dream
Chapter 34
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Last Chapter:
Theoden rides to the right once more, hitting his sword against the spears.
"Ride now!" Theoden yells. "Ride now! Ride! Ride for ruin and the world's ending!" Theoden rides towards the enemy. "Death!"
"Death!" The armies and their leaders yell.
"Death!"
"Death!"
"Death!"
"Death!"
"Forth Eorlings!"
Horns are blown, the army riding forward, yelling battle cries.
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They rode hard. They rode fast. They cried out battle cries. They held fear but continued to ride. Ride towards the enemy. The Orcs' archers let their arrows go as soon as the Rohirrim and Elves were close in range. Those with spears were kneeled in front of the archers, waiting for the army to meet them. Many horses and men went down, because of the archers. But they did not back down. No. They continued to ride froward to met the enemy. To save their land. To save their families and friends. To save Middle Earth, and rid all evil from it.
"Charge!" Theoden's voice could be heard over all the horses hooves.
The enemy looked around at the army in front of them. They did not back down, but continued to ride. The Orcs and Uruk-hai's begin to shake in fear, not wanting to meet them but to flee. In matter of seconds, the Rohirrim and Elves trampled through the enemy, half of them now gone. In the middle of the confusion of the mix Men, Elves, and foul creatures, Alejandra and Eomer were separated from each other. As Alejandra lost sight of her cousin's lover as will. The men, Elves, and Alejandra beheaded the enemy, wounded them across the chest, and stab through their black hearts, watching them fall to their death.
But they did not notice what was above them. Alejandra did not notice what was a few two hundred feet to the left of her. No one notice anything but the enemy at hand and only one thing in mind: To rid of evil.
Ailish struggled against the Nazgul's grip on her shoulders.
"Let me go! Maldita sea!"(Damn it!)
Ailish looked down below her and smiled. She knew Rohan will not faltered them, nor the Elves who survived Helm's Deep. Ailish saw that half the enemy was now gone then they originally started with. But as the Nazgul and Ringwraith King screeched, Ailish looked forward. Her eyes widen with hatred and fear, but that fear was hidden for the hatred was too strong. Saul stood in the middle of Orcs, protecting him. He glared up at Ailish, sword at the ready.
"Esta dia... tu te vas a morir... pero con mi manos!" Ailish whispered harshly, glaring back at him. (This day... you are going to die... but with my hands!)
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–Inside the Citadel–
Denethor poured all of the oil on him so he was soaked with the foul stench.
"Set a fire on my flesh." He told his men.
They begin to move towards their master slowly. As soon as they were close enough, they begin to lower their torches down to the wood. But it was interrupted, as all eyes turned to the doors which were slammed open. Denethor snaps around, surprise and in anger.
"Stay this madness!" Gandalf yells to Denethor.
But the crazy Steward takes hold of a torch from Strom, who was taken back from the gesture.
"You may triumph in the field of battle for a day, but against the power that has risen in the east, there is no victory."
Denethor throws down the torch, the wood and the bottom of his cloak quickly caught on fire. Gandalf grabs a spear from the right soldier and rides forward, both soldiers looking after him. Shadowfax stops, as Gandalf swings the spear, but Denethor ducks from the attack. But because of this, Denethor catches on fire quickly. He screams , and jumps off the stone table, running outside the door.
Gandalf looks after him sadly, whispering to himself. "So passes Denethor, son of Ecthelion."
Denethor runs as fast as he can, trying to put out the fire but to no use. As he runs down along the seventh level, he falls down the small gap, screaming still. Just as this happened, Ailish was soon let go of, as the Ringwraith King turns his Nazgul back towards the city. Ailish falls into the middle of battle, landing on top of several Orcs. She quickly stands and takes her sword out. Before the enemy can think anything that just happened, Ailish kills them, as horses pass by her.
"Draw them back!" Eomer yells, stabbing an Orc in the chest.
Theoden looks to the fleeing enemy and raises his sword slightly. "Make safe the city!"
Everyone yells but that quickly is stopped as several enormous figures walk forward in the smoke. All eyes widen, as the Orcs flee beneath the now new enemy, a horn being blown. The Evil men could be heard chanting. Ailish turned sharply, running as fast as she can to the Rohirrim.
"Re-form the line!" Theoden yells, as he turns his horse around, than forward. "Re-form the line!"
The Rohirrim's reform the line, as will as the Elves behind them, waiting fearfully for the on coming enemy. Theoden continued to yell out orders and encouragements.
"Sound the charge! Take them head-on!"
Ailish yelled at the top of her lungs. "They're Oliphaunt's!"
Alejandra stares wide eye at Ailish's figure, and smiled. Many of the men started to muttered amongst themselves, as Ailish slid to a stop next to Theoden's horse. Alejandra looked forward, and yelled to the men and Elves, as Alejandra saw the Oliphaunt's tusks.
"Watch out for their tusks! They are spiked!" Alejandra yells before a great power swept her mind.
She shakes her head, and frowns, looking around. All that she knew of the Lord of the Rings have erased from her memory. Gamling blows their own horn, as Theoden yells.
"Charge!"
Ailish climbs at the back of a Rohan soldier, who looked at her as if she was crazy. Ailish stood on top of the saddle, holding on to the man's shoulders.
"I just need a short ride, don't worry."
The men charge forward, spears, bows and arrows, and swords ready at hand. As soon as they were close enough, the Oliphaunt immediately stepped and threw the men with their tusks. The evil men shot arrows down to them, many Rohirrim and some Elves falling down. Knowing they are no match to this new evil, the men ride back towards the city, as some continue to ride forward.
"See that group of Orcs there?" Ailish asked the soldier she was on, as she wounded the right legs of an Oliphaunt nearby. "To the right?"
"Yes?" The soldier says uncertainly, as he kills an Orc that was running towards them.
"I need you to get me as close as you can."
"What!" The soldier yelled, looking back at Ailish.
"Yes! Now do as I say or I'll throw you off this horse!"
The soldier gulped down and hit the side of his horse's side, making it gallop harder towards the circle of Orcs.
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Eomer rode towards Minas Tirith but suddenly stops, and turned his horse around. He looks at Gamling underneath an Oliphaunt, as two of his men were stepped on. Gamling tried to shoot beneath the Oliphaunt, in hopes of bring it down... which was not working. Eomer looks up at the main enemy that was steering the animal. The enemy silently challenge's Eomer, standing tall on top of the Oliphaunt. Eomer positions the spear better in his grip, and waited for the Oliphaunt to get closer. Then, Eomer threw the spear squarely in the rider's chest. The man falls to the side, the reins to the Oliphaunt are steered to the left, tripping another Oliphaunt, which lands on top of the first one.
Not too far away from Eomer, his sister, Eowyn carefully, and just barely, moves to the side of an Oliphaunt's foot.
"Take the reins." Eowyn tells Merry, as she hands him the reins. "Pull him left!"
Eowyn takes a sword from a dying Rohirrim, trying to get a better grip on it.
"Left!"
Merry pulls the reins to the left, passing an Oliphaunt, just barely from being step on once again. Eowyn takes her other sword out in a better position. Once they ride beneath an Oliphaunt, Eowyn cuts deeply as she can into the animal's legs, making it come down.
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The Rohirrim rider, which Ailish has yet to find out his name, rides as towards the Orcs, getting closer by the second. Ailish puts grips her right hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you my friend, may whatever god protect you. Now, when I say so, I want you to turn as sharply as you can."
"Yes my lady."
Ailish carefully timed her actions. "Left!"
The rider turned his horse to the left sharply, Ailish jumping off of the horse. Because of the sharply turn, Ailish was able to get as much force she needed to jump on top of the Orcs. She landed with her foot on one of their faces, as the other on the chest. She gripped her sword and swung it about the enemy, wounding the Orcs across the chest. Then she stabbed the one her foot was on it's chest, as she snapped the other's neck.
"Leave her! She's mine." Saul yelled, stepping forward.
The Orcs parted fearfully, glaring at Ailish. Ailish stepped off the Orcs, holding her sword next to her loosely, but firmly. They stood a few feet away from each other, not saying a word. But the glaring continued, neither one backing down. Before any of them knew it, they each charged forward and met in the middle, the Orcs surrounding them. Their swords clashed together, each of the mortals trying to push the other.
"Give up Ailish! Just side with the enemy! He will give you a great power that you never imagined!"
Ailish put all her power into throwing off Saul and swinging her sword across his stomach, only to have his black tunic ripped.
"Go'ta hell!"
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"Aim for their heads!" Eomer and Haldir yell at the same time, as they each pulled back their arrows.
With the Rohirrim and some Elves, Eomer and Haldir let their arrows go, hitting the Oliphaunt in the face. The animal went on it's hind legs, the evil men falling off.
"Bring it down!" Theoden yells, as he looks at the animal. "Bring it down! Bring it down!"
Eowyn takes a spear from a dead Orc and throws it at the back, left leg of the Oliphaunt. At the same time, Alejandra takes hold of another spear and throws it at the front of the back right leg. It growled in pain and fell backwards. The horse Eowyn and Merry were on goes to it's hind legs to move away, Merry fell. The horse than falls back to it's side, Eowyn falling as will. Because of this action, Eowyn and Merry got separated. But Eowyn couldn't do anything as the Oliphaunt's head was about to crush her, so she moved as fast as she could have away.
"Eowyn!" Alejandra whispers, her eyes widening.
"Merry!" Eowyn yells, as she looks around.
But her eyes widen in fear when she sees a few Orcs about to strike her uncle from behind. She runs and stabs an Orc from behind, then quickly takes her sword out and kills another. Theoden sees this, and silently thanks Eowyn, though he does not know it's her, and quickly goes back to killing the enemy.
On the other side of the Oliphaunt, Merry crawls to a stand, coughing a bit. The evil men that survived the fall sees the Hobbit, and runs towards him, sword ready to strike. Merry sees this, and quickly stabs the first man, then turns to stab another. One grabs his cloak, but Merry unclasps it and kills the man.
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–Inside the city–
The men of Gondor were now on the third level, and fearfully waits, with their weapons in hand, by the pounding door. Faramir and Damon, though ready to fight, look down to see the battle out in the plain. They easily spotted Ailish fighting with Saul, neither of them backing down. The Orcs that surrounded continued to get smaller, trying to push the Rohirrim and Elves back from the two fighting mortals.
"I didn't think it would end this ways." Pippins almost whispers, a sadden look upon his dirty face.
Gandalf looks to Pippin, confused but understanding. "End?" Gandalf shakes his head slightly. "No, the journey doesn't end here."
Pippin looks expectantly at Gandalf to continue.
"Death is just another path, one that we all must take." Gandalf has the look of a far away land, as he explains it to Pippin. "The grey rain curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass."
Pippin smiles faintly, watching the wizard intensely.
"And then you see it." Gandalf stops, Pippin waiting.
"What, Gandalf?" Pippin shakes his head. "See what?"
"White shores, and beyond. A far green country, under a swift sunrise."
Pippin smiles faintly at the image he received. But he then remembers his on home back at the Shire. Gandalf sighs, Pippin smiling widening.
"Well," Pippin starts, looking at the wizard seated in front of him. "That isn't so bad."
Gandalf looks at him. "No." He whispers, shaking his head slightly, the faraway look returning. "No, it isn't."
The pounding at the gate brings them back to reality, and Gandalf nods at Pippin, who purses his lips together and closes his eyes tightly, nodding back faintly.
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–Plains of Gondor–
"Rally to me! To me!" Theoden yells.
A screeching noise is heard from above all the battle noise on the ground. The men and Elves all look up in fearfully to see the Ringwraith King. The Nazgul flew down below, eyeing only one man. Eowyn was nearby and to her horror, she had to watch the Nazgul take hold of her uncle and swing him around, with the horse, before letting go. Theoden's horse lands on top of him, the other men fleeing. The Nazgul growls, as it gets closer to the king of Rohan.
"Feast on his flesh." The Ringwraith hisses.
The Nazgul takes a step forward when Eowyn steps in between them.
"I will kill you if you touch him." Eowyn states, glaring at the Ringwraith.
"Do not come between the Nazgul and his prey."
Theoden watches on, as the Nazgul tries to bite Eowyn, but she moves to the left in time. Holding her sword above her head, Eowyn brings it down as hard as she can to the creature's neck. She does it one more time, beheading the Nazgul completely. The body was throw back, then fall to it's side, throwing the Ringwraith off. Eowyn quickly picks a shield up, waiting for the enemy to strike at her. The Ringwraith slowly stands up, turning to her, hissing in anger.
In his left hand he holds a spiked-looking weapon. Eowyn stares wide eye but stays her ground. She moves to the side when the Ringwraith swings the spike to her, only to hit the ground. The Ringwraith pulls it back and swings it around once, and throws it towards Eowyn, who jumps to the side once more, missing her. The Ringwraith continues to swing it, till it finally hits the wooden shield, breaking it to a million pieces. Eowyn, falls to her uncles dead horse, holding her left arm to her chest, dropping her sword.
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–Harbor–
By the harbor, many Orcs wait as a pirate ship slowly makes it's way to a stop. The Leader of that small Orc army walks forward.
"Late as usual, pirate scum! There's knife-work here needs doing." The leader stops in front of the others. "Come on, you sea rats! Get off your ships!"
Aragorn jumps over the railing with one hand, holding his sword in his right hand. Gimli jumps, and stumbled to get up, as Legolas gracefully jumps next to Gimli. Alejandro jumps next to Aragorn's right, twirling his sword. The Orcs were taken back, Aragorn walking forward slowly, holding his sword with both of his hands, ready to strike. The others follow Aragorn's steps, also getting their weapons ready.
"There's plenty for the both of us. May the best Dwarf win." Gimli says, holding his ax ready.
Legolas takes his bow out, reaching for an arrow, as Alejandro takes hold of his sword in both of his hands. As Aragorn runs forward, the ghost pop out of the ships, scaring and surprising the Orcs. As Alejandro fought towards the main city, a great power swept his mind, clearing all of that he knew of Lord of the Rings just as it did with Alejandra.
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–Plains–
Eowyn pants heavily, as the Ringwraith King takes hold of her neck, and laughs.
"You fool." The Ringwraith picks her up, Eowyn struggling to breathe. "No man can kill me."
Merry, who has somehow gotten to Eowyn and the Ringwraith, crawls to his knees, takes hold of his small sword and stabs the Ringwraith's left leg. Merry is thrown back, his right arm hurting. The Ringwraith screeches in pain, letting Eowyn go. It falls to it's knees, Eowyn taking hold of her fallen sword. She stands and takes off her helmet, her hair tumbling down her right shoulder and back.
"I am no man." Eowyn tells him.
She yells and stabs the Ringwraith King in his face. The sword is thrown back as Eowyn lets go of it. The Ringwraith screeches as it scrunches to a round ball, all of the air being sucked out. It's garments drop to the floor, both Merry and Eowyn looking at it in disbelief and wonder.
Not too far away, the three remaining fellowship and Alejandro fought hard and fast to destroying the Orcs. Legolas lets an arrow go, hitting an Orc in it's head.
"Sixteen." Legolas mumbles.
"Seventeen." Gimli says to himself.
"Merry!" Eowyn yells, looking around from her spot on the floor.
She looks back and sees the Orc with the left side all smashed together limping towards her. Eowyn starts to crawl forward, hoping to reach the sword on top of a dead Rohirrim soldier. Aragorn, who was near by, fought his way towards the city. He runs forward, cuts the deform Orc arm off, as Gimli runs behind and thrust his ax into the Orcs stomach. Aragorn than stabs him through the chest from the back. Aragorn looks back and calls to the one person he knew can destroy the Oliphaunt.
"Legolas!"
Legolas turns and looks at the Oliphaunt that was making it's way towards them.
'(Shit.)' Legolas thought as he ran forward.
He jumped on to the Oliphaunt's tusks, than to it's left, front leg. Legolas jumps once more to the back left leg and starts to climb up the arrows that were on the Oliphaunt. Once he was behind the small fortress on the animal's back, Legolas takes an arrow out and notches it.
"Thirty-three, thirty-four."
As the evil men fall to the ground, others jump to stop Legolas. One falls off right away, as another tries to throw Legolas off with his spear. But Legolas takes hold of the spear, than throws the man off. Legolas jumps to the side and grabs hold of a rope, and swings to the right side. He takes out a dagger and cuts the strap, the mini-fortress on the Oliphaunt falling. Legolas climbs to the back, standing on top of the Oliphaunt. He takes out three arrows, and walks forward. He lets the arrows go on top of the animal's head, making it fall to it's death.
Legolas slides down the trunk and jumps to the ground, looking up. Gimli looks at him unbelievable and in anger.
"That still only counts as one!" Gimli yells, and walks away.
He swings his ax to two oncoming Orcs.
"Come on, then. Come on!" Gimli tells them.
A sea of green flows over the enemy, as Aragorn swings his sword at an Orc, turns, grabs another Orcs head and snaps it. He pants and stands up straight, looking around. In the background, the ghost jump on to an Oliphaunt, as Aragorn just stands there.
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Eowyn crawls to her uncle, and strokes his hair. Theoden opens his eyes and frowns. He blinks a few times, and reaches to Eowyn's cheek, stroking it. Eowyn smiles and the warm gesture.
"I know your face..." Theoden whispers. "Eowyn. My eyes darken."
Eowyn loses her smiles. "No." She whispers back, tears forming in her eyes. "No. I am going to save you."
Theoden smiles. "You already did... Eowyn, my body is broken. You have to let me go." Theoden tells her.
Eowyn tries to say something, but she doesn't know what to say.
"I go to my fathers... in whose mighty company... I shall not now feel ashamed."
Eowyn only stares at her uncle, trying to be strong as to not cry. Theoden suddenly starts to panic.
"Eowyn."
Theoden takes his last breath and slowly goes limp. Eowyn lets the tears go and lays her head on her uncle's chest, sobbing.
The darkness that once covered the land of Gondor now slowly lifts off the plain. Gandalf walks out into the plains, with Pippin following. Pippin walks from behind the wizard and looks in disbelief, his mouth slightly open. Before them stood Legolas, Gimli, and Alejandro, then Aragorn stood in front of them. Before Aragorn stood the ghost of the past.
"Release us." The Witch King commands.
Aragorn sighs, as Gimli speaks up.
"Bad idea. Very handy in a tight spot,"
The Witch King looks at Aragorn in disbelief and is ready to kill once more.
"These lads, despite the fact they're dead."
"You gave us your word." The Witch King tells him sharply.
"I hold your oath fulfilled. Go. Be at peace." Aragorn tells them, smiling sightly.
The Witch King smiles, sighting as a wind blows them all away to have them finally pass on. Gimli sighs disappointingly. Aragorn looks to his right and sees Gandalf, who bows his head. Aragorn smiles faintly, hating how he is now to be treated as he accepted who he was meant to be. Before anything could be done, all eyes from the survivors are turned to the middle of the plains as swords clashing together could be heard. They see Ailish and Saul still fighting with one another, no longer Orcs surrounding them.
Damon and Faramir run towards the once friends, in hopes of stopping them. Everyone else follows.
"Can't you see I'll die for you?" Saul yells, as his and Ailish's blade cross together, his face dangerously close to hers.
"Y puedes ver que yo no te amo?" Ailish yells back, pushing him from her. (And can't you see I don't love you!)
Ailish kneels and trips Saul, only to have him flip back and kick Ailish in the face. She flips back to the ground, Saul jumping on top of her. He holds her down, the tip of his sword close to her neck. Saul sneered down at her. Saul held tears back, breathing rapidly.
"Why? Tell me why?" Saul cries, his tears falling.
"I trusted you! Yet you betray me! Your cousins! I knew for almost three months that you have betrayed us Saul!"
At Saul's surprise and shock moment, Ailish punched Saul across the face, still holding her sword, the hilt hitting him square on the jaw. Saul fell off of her, giving Ailish to stand and get to a fighting stance. Saul stood and wiped the blood off of his busted lip. He threw down his sword, glaring at the woman in front of him. Seeing that he threw his sword in challenge, Ailish threw her sword to the side as well.
Alejandro and Alejandra were right behind Faramir and Damon, and stopped them.
"Don't they have to do this alone." Alejandra told them, looking to her friend and former cousin.
"They threw their weapons down? Ailish can't possibly win!" Faramir cried, trying to get out of Alejandro's grip.
"Trust us, she can." Alejandro tells him, also looking back.
Ailish fisted her fist and brought them up in front of her, jumping around like a boxer. Saul mimicked her stance, but did not jump. They circled each other, glaring at one another. Saul struck first, and tried to punch her left side, but Ailish leaned back, giving Saul time to kick at her stomach. Ailish fell to the floor, rolling, and look up in time to see Saul ready to kick her again. But Ailish grabbed his boots, turned his foot as best as she could, Saul spinning to hit the ground hard. Ailish flipped forward and stood, Saul doing the same.
They returned their original position, circling once more. Saul suddenly stopped, making Ailish stop as will. Saul quickly looks over to his fallen sword, then to Ailish. She saw this gesture, and saw her own sword to the right from the corner of her eye. They stood for who knows long, and in one swift movement, the two mortals dove for their swords. Once they held the hilt, they both sprinted towards each other, ready to strike. Saul swings his sword at Ailish's neck, but she ducks, giving her the opportunity to thrust her sword into his stomach and upwards.
Saul gasps in shock and in pain. He drops his sword, looking down to his wound. Ailish's tears remain where they are, not wanting to let them fall. She takes out the sword and stands, taking one step back.
"Con mis manos... te mueras... con tu sangre... vas a paga todo que tu hicistes." Ailish whispered, but was still heard in the quiet plains. (With my hands... you die... with your blood... you're going to pay for everything you did.)
Saul falls to his knees, blood seeping from his mouth. Ailish takes her sword in both of her hands.
"Jamas te vas acercar a mi o los que yo amo." (Never are you going to come near me or those I love.)
With that said, Ailish swings the sword, Saul's head rolling on the floor, his body slumping on the floor. Ailish stands up straight and looks to those she loved dearly in front of her. She walks over Saul's body, Faramir running to her. He hugs her, as Ailish exhausting-ly slumps to him. Faramir holds her at arms length, looking worriedly at her.
"Lets get out of her." She whispers, sheathing her sword.
Faramir nods and picks her up, Ailish instantly falling asleep against him but before the same great power sweeps through her mind, only leaving one piece of information. Both Alejandro and Alejandra turn away from Saul's body, tears streaming down. Alejandra walks away with Damon, leaving Alejandro to himself.
"Adios... amigo." He whispered and walked away. (Goodbye... friend.)
The survivors walk about the field, looking for any others that survived the battle. Pippin walks around and sees Merry's cloak. He picks it up and looks around desperately for his cousin.
"Merry."
"No!"
Eomer's scream could be heard. He runs towards a figure, dropping both his sword and helmet. He drops to his knees and picks Eowyn up in his arms, crying.
"No!"
Eomer looks around lost, not knowing what to do. Aragorn frowns sadly, not knowing what to make of this. Tears weld up in his eyes as he stared at Eowyn's body in Eomer's arms. Alejandro runs to him, and drops to his knees, crying.
"EOWYN!" Alejandro cried, slamming his fists.
Eomer rocks back and forth, holding his sister to him. Alejandra, drops next to Eomer's right and hug him. He puts his head on her shoulder sobbing.
"My sister! Not my sister, please!"
Alejandra closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Lo siento. Yo sabia que ella estaba haciendo. Yo sabia, lo siento." Alejandra whispered, hugging Eomer closely to her. (I'm sorry. I knew what she was doing. I knew, I'm sorry.)
A/N: I hoped you liked it! Please review!