Stalking the Fellowship
Chapter Thirty Three: Here they come
"Ok, can someone tell me what is happening?" squealed Maddy from under the blanket.
"Uh, Aragorn is just standing there," replied Fran.
"Oh no!" shrieked Maddy as she quickly stumbled behind Francesca.
"What?" asked a very puzzled Fran.
"He's going to call upon the ghost to honour an ancient alliance," replied Mo.
"Oh. So we get to see dead people!"
"Er…if you want to put it that way, then yes we are." Said Mo as she rolled her eyes.
Just then Fran caught a shimmer in the corner of her eyes as she stood and listened to Aragorn. "I just saw one!" she whispered.
Unfortunately Maddy also heard and quietly curled into a ball under Legolas' blanket and started to rock herself.
The darkness started to lighten in a ghostly glow as more and more ghosts emerged from the shadows. A breeze started to pick up sending shivers down the girls' spines.
"Do you think it will get any colder than this?" Fran asked.
"Probably."
"But I'm already freezing my tits off!"
"Language, Fran." Mo admonished.
Elladan, who had suddenly appeared by Mo's side, said, "Language did not matter to you before when you were cursing me…What has changed the Lady's mind?"
Raising an eyebrow Mo replied, "How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Lady! And I would rather not have her talking about her tits in front of my face."
At this pronouncement Fran burst into a quiet fit of giggles.
"Then what should I address you by?" he questioned.
"By my name!"
"And which one would you prefer? For I have heard you answering to many."
"Choose whichever one you want," said Mo as she wrapped her cloak around her as the winds had grown stronger.
Elladan stared at her softly, "would you like my cloak? I have little need for it."
"No, I'll stick with mine. I doubt yours will make much difference." She muttered. But before she knew it a hand had slipped around her neck and the cloak was on her back. She turned to thank him, slightly taken aback by his kindness, but he had already disappeared into the shadows.
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"Maddy has Legolas' blanket and Mo has Elladan's cloak, but oooh no, Franny's tits can turn to icicles for all you care!" Fran sneered.
"Aragorn is done," Elrohir fixed his eyes upon the apparition of an army of ghostly beings streaming towards them all.
"There's loads of them," Mo gaped.
The spirits had come from all directions, followed by a ghastly wind, chilling the air and all the living things in its path.
"What's happening out there?" Maddy voiced nervously. "You've all gone quiet…Hello?"
"Hush," hissed Elrohir, "We re silent because the dead are gathering."
"Well I don't know do I. I'm under a blanket for goodness sake."
"I think Gimli wants to join you under there, he's not taking the dead people following us very well," taunted Mo.
"Oh God I forgot about that!" Maddy tightened her grip on the travelling blanket.
"C'mon. You knew this would happen eventually." Fran attempted to lift the blanket from over Madeleine's eyes, but Maddy's grip was too tight. "Maddy, you BIG BABY! Just look!"
"No!" Maddy pulled back so hard Fran tumbled to her knees, her hands still on the blanket.
"Ow! You little…!" gritted Fran as she bombarded the blanket with hits.
"Stop it you two," ordered Mo half concerned about the gangly pile of bones dressed in golden armour stepping towards her, it's fingers clasping a notched and broken sword. She was also half concerned about the loss of Maddy's brain cells as a result of Fran's attack.
The company mounted their horses again, not before Legolas rescued Maddy from Fran, and Elladan reluctantly forced Fran to mount her horse and not attack him instead.
"Aggressive folk, these women." Smiled Elladan to Legolas.
"By the Valar, not so much as your Lady Mo," Legolas said, returning the smile.
"Do you wanna become the next dead man walking? Well then, stop talking about me!" said Mo, very aggressively.
They rode in file behind Aragorn with haste. The men in battle in Gondor needed them on their side, so the company rode to their calls and the walking dead followed.
A/n Well that chapter was hard to type up: Fran decided to be the queen of run on sentences and I have tried to shorten them, but I think that has lead to a stunted flow.
Back to college tomorrow, I will continue to update though. I'm going to spend the day typing up chapters instead of doing my holiday homework, which I shouldn't have left until the last day, but there you go.
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