Sorry it took so long to update thanks the reviews both independent and signed ones. Hope you enjoy, I still think it needs more work, but I am so absorbed in the third volume which is 250 pages long already, that I am just throwing this out there hoping for some good feedback on what I can do to fix it.
Chapter 2 A brief meeting
Dawn fell into darkness, surrounded by it. Her eyes were open but there was no light, "oh god," she thought. She heard a laugh a deep evil laugh chanting something, she hit the ground, and with a crash. Feeling as if she had left an imprint of her body, scared to move thinking one movement her back would break. She gasped for breath and then she opened her eyes, she wasn't in Sunnydale anymore. She reopened her eyes, but nothing but the blackness of the night could be seen. She crawled like a blind child, screaming was she in hell? No she couldn't be, this isn't hell, this was something worse. She heard laughter, terrible never ending laughter, the sounds of drums, every day. Then she saw eyes, fiery eyes. She ran in terror, where was she? She ran to her legs gave out, and she collapsed and saw no more. Days, weeks, months passed, she couldn't didn't know how long she had been there. There was no light, when did a day end? When did it start? Everything bled together, she felt the cold sharp surfaces feeling her hands being cut and soon she became so numb that she wasn't aware whether she was walking or laying down, she saw only fiery eyes, they tortured her, it was the only thing she ever saw. The eyes showed her sister dying over and over, the death of everyone she loved. She always saw them dying, cursing her, they all were in pain. Was she being punished? Was she suppose to jump two years ago when that portal first opened? She didn't know, she didn't care, all she wanted was some peace some rest she wanted to die. All the time fire sliced into arms into her body. At once she heard that noise, the noise she dreaded a thunderous, "doom boom" She put her hands over her ears and screamed, knowing still that no matter how much she screamed no one would come to her rescue.
"Slam the doors and wedge them." shouted Aragon, "and keep your packs on as long as you can; we may get a chance to cut our way out yet."
Gandalf shouted not to shut the doors and poked his head out of the doors and screamed who came to disturb Balin's place of rest. There was cynical laughter and a doom boom. Then a battle raged on, Frodo was stabbed but thanks to his hidden armor he was barely injured. He was picked up and carried, then his pleas let him be set down. They fled following Gandalf's faint light emitted from his staff, hearing arrows whistle by their heads. Everyone once in a while they saw goblins fall thanks to Legolas crafty archer skills. After death defying jumps, they ran Gandalf looked at the dark looming shadow, and told them to fly to the bridge Gandalf raised his staff and screamed,
"you shall not pass."
Dawn awoke from the darkness to see that faint light, to see eight tiny figures running across a that bridge. She saw the man stand up towards, the fiery creature. Who had tormented her, and she saw for the first time his fiery like body looked…it looked….looked…..like a huge mutant cow. For a brief moment she looked to see what had held her to these cold sharp stones, a fiery like chain was with handcuff like things wrapped around her hands and her legs, so she stood standing, not even realizing she had been standing, or that wherever the bonds were she bled, she turned her head back to the man, barely living barely breathing. A white light flashed, she watched as he turned to leave, as the fiery whip caught his leg. She ripped her arms loose, and jumped down the rocks to him.
The eight remaining companions stood with their eyes locked on Gandalf and the monster. Safely across the bridge knowing they could nothing to help. At last did the bridge crumble and did he turn to leave, with a tired yet triumphant look upon his face, did the fiery whip grip his leg and pull him back, he fell trying to cling onto every stone till he gripped the edge, his head barely visible, his face drenched in sweat, he looked at Frodo for what seemed to be the last time. He desperately said, "fly you fools!" They turned to leave as Boromir held Frodo, Aragorn turned his eyes to see a pale thin figure descending from the air, onto what remained of the bridge, and took hold of his hand, just as he let go. A strong voice came from the skeletal girl.
"NO! You will not claim him!" she said defiantly
Her gripped tightened and Gandalf looked into her eyes, and saw great strength. She tried hard to pull him over, even though she felt him slowly loosening from her grasp, she kept tightening her grip, feeling herself being pulled over the edge along with him
Gandalf gave her one look and said in urgent whisper, "power without control, I see your fears."
With that he let go of her hand and fell to darkness.
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