Two SUV's and an apple green beetle sped out of Prescott Road, they moved during the day where dark clouds shrouded the sunlight. They moved in unison as they made their escape from the ashes of their beloved home, but with all that they hold dear to them in their possession they hardly looked back. Each car driven by a Charmed one headed to make refuge at the WhiteLighter's secondary encampment, Phoebe drove with the two Elves, Piper with the White Wizard, King of Gondor who tended to the lifeless body of Chris, and Paige with Gimli and Eowyn.
"Was it entirely necessary to blow up the manor?" shrilled Paige of the car phone, Piper and Phoebe on the receiving ends remained silent, this was war and sacrifices were needed, a home and WhiteLighter, innocence with the law. They knew the necessity of sacrifice all too well. They came to Golden Gate Bridge, a join of the divide forged of iron and steel and stood as high the Watchtower of Minas Tirith. They safely made their way on it now came the task of surviving the crossing.
Car horn's rang through the air, and fear and trepidation overtook the motorists, in sight of the mirrors vehicles where tossed aside and thrown off the bridge while others were left hanging, and this chaos grew closer, following the Westerners along the length of the road.
"The Wolves of Isengard!" Legolas could see within the distance the Warg Riders scurrying towards them with great speed, their riders bearing only but a few spears to attack with, as they must be rations, destruction was wreaked by the bulldozing Warg. The smashed the side of other cars as if to knock a Rohirrim of his horse, but instead sent the mechanical cages toppling. Pile ups formed and havoc reigned the Bridge, these dogs could not be outrun, their haste was great and their ferocity was feared to all.
"Enough with this," thought Legolas as he opened the passenger door and mounted the roof, his eyes pierced the skins of his enemies as did his arrows, standing bold upon the roof he drew his bow and slew these vulgar dogs. He only manage to dodge but a few spears however one shattered the glass yet did no hard. Piper and Paige drove off ahead leaving Phoebe to make safe the path behind.
The sky was cast with a dark shadow of winged demons, screeching of a Nazgul engulfed the travellers with pain while Riders on Wolves attacked with persistence. Three in sight from the air above, concealed in the cloud they attack only when they saw weakness. The came down like a dark bomb piercing through sky and cloud upon those who travelled the road, collected cars and lorries and dropped them over the path of those they wished to see dead.
"Left!" shouted Eowyn, as a 4x4 crushed the car to the right, Paige following her instruction although without concentration, the exposed carnage and public execution of people on the road was becoming too much for her, "Right!" a motorcycle crashing to the ground with the cyclists hitting the bonnet before being hurled off by the speed of the car.
Trying to do the same with no help what so ever was Piper taking the lead, she learnt from Gandalf that Saruman and first vacated the body of Chris prior to occupying it, his soul was lost somewhere and hasn't yet moved on, there was still hope of reviving him. A Fell Beast descended over her car, the shadow of this huge filthy creature blocked all light, but they only just escaped, the talons only clawed off the back bumper and missed the rest of the car. Gandalf had now mounted the roof, and upon the beast that followed them was a rider with a metal face, crowed for his sorcery.
"You laid waste your kingdom of Angmar," the White Wizard shouted over the explosion and clashing metal, "But you will not succeed where I dwell!" with and staff in the air and beaconing light called for the sun and clouds of the darkness and the sky of night withdrew to the horizon in the east. And he alone made safe the path ahead, but for only them alone, while other less fortunate bodies laid to waste in the ruin.