COPYRIGHTED STUFF:
Naeniver Bunce
Flynn
Thírowin Níworith
Sahkar Kloubniki
Beone Andomedriel
Ceria
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Book: The Fellowship's Journey
Chapter: 5
Chapter name: The Tunnel
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As it had been decided, the Fellowship followed Gollum to his tunnel. Naeniver grumbled under her breath. Following Gollum was a foolish thing to do, but waiting to enter through the Black Gates was a quick way to die. So the fellowship put their lives in the hands of a very sly and sneaky creature.
"I doubt Gollum even knows of this tunnel," Naeniver mumbled to Sahkar.
"I do agree, however, there is no other way that we know of, other than the Black Gates, and even that is a disaster waiting to happen," Sahkar agreed.
The Fellowship continued and soon came in sight of a small hill.
"Hey, Gollum. Where's this 'path, stairs and tunnel' you talked about?" Flynn asked.
"There! There'sss the path. Yessss. And afterss the path, then we take the stairssss. Then, the tunnel." Gollum rasped out.
"I don't believe you!" Naeniver lunged at Gollum.
"No!" Sahkar and Flynn grabbed Naeniver.
"I'm sick of this place! I want my Hobbit hole! I want food! And water!" Naeniver screamed. Radagast grabbed Naeniver and clamped her mouth shut with his hand.
"Silence! You must be quiet!" he hissed into her ear. Naeniver trembled as she tried to be quiet. Radagast released Naeniver, and Ceria and Sakhar comforted her. Radagast turned to Frodo.
"Mirouver. Quickly now." He ordered Frodo. The small hobbit handed the wizard the bottle of Mirouver. Radagast turned to Naeniver and gave her a sip. As the liquid ran down her throat, Naeniver felt better immediately. Radagast turned to the rest of the fellowship, save Gollum, who hated elvish food and drink much more than human food, and the fellowship felt revived and much better. After a short rest, the Fellowship stood and walked the last stretch of land to the small hill. The cliff, for that was what the hill had really been, only went about fifteen meters up from the ground.
"Thisssss isss a sssmall cliffsssss. Afterss thiss cliffsss, we will get to the path. GOLLUM GOLLUM." the creature coughed. The Fellowship, with Gollum leading the way, climbed up the cliff. After half an hour, they reached the top of the cliff. A path, as Gollum had said, went quite a ways. Two statues were on either side of the path, about half way along the path. Beyond that, at the end of the path, huge doors stood. The air here was green and swirly. The huge doors led into some sort of castle that was open to the air over head. Gollum rushed ahead and hissed back at the Fellowship. "Come alongsss. Weesss must hurriesss!"
Radagast hurried after the creature and motioned for the rest to follow. The fellowship hurried to catch up. Suddenly, Gollum went off the path.
"Hey Gollum. Why did you leave the path?" Naeniver ran to catch up.
"The stairsssss issss heresss. The path leadsss to doomssss." Gollum turned and cried. The Fellowship turned. Frodo had continued along the path, enchanted by some evil force unknown the the fellowship. Both his hands clutched the Ring that hung around his throat. Gollum leaped to the Hobbit. Suddenly the ground shook, and the Fellowship all fell. The huge gates began to open. Radagast pushed Naeniver, Flynn, Ceria, Sahkar, Beone and Thírowin away into the shadows off the path, where Gollum had been leading them. The wizard helped Gollum grab Frodo. They dragged the hobbit off to the rest of the Fellowship. Frodo cried as some foul beast within the castle shrieked His hand clutched his heart. Naeniver grabbed Frodo's hand.
"It's alright, Mister Frodo! We are with you." Naeniver said.
"I can feel his blade." Frodo whimpered. Back before the council of Elrond, on Weathertop, Frodo had been stabbed by the Lord of the Nazgul.
The huge doors opened all the way, and rank after rank of orcs marched out. A foul beast rose out of the castle. On it, sat the Lord of the Nazgul. The Nazgul soared away, south. The orcs followed on foot.
"Come. We mussst climb the sstairssss. Hurry." Gollum hissed and he turned and began to climb the stairs that hid in the shadows of the mountains, just out of the orc's sight. The Fellowship stood and began to climb the steep, steep, steep stairs. After many hours of slipping and tripping, and several falls, a weary, battered fellowship of travelers finally reached a point where they could rest and sleep for the night. After a quick snack of Lambas bread and a piece of Waybread, which they all split, the Fellowship lay down and slept. In the night, Gollum sat up. Finally satisfied that the Fellowship was asleep, he crept to the packs of food, and threw all the food, except the Mirouver and water) over the side of the cliff. He snuck back to his spot of the cliff and fell asleep.
The next morning, Thírowin went through the packs of food.
"Oi! Where is the food? It is all gone!" She turned to the rest of the Fellowship.
"What!" Naeniver ran to Thírowin's side. After a quick search, she sat back and sighed. "It is all gone." She looked at Gollum. "He did it! He must have! I didn't do it." The rest of the Fellowship also denied having taken the food. Gollum claimed that he knew nothing of taking the food. A heated argument started. Radagast was the one who stopped the group.
"Foolish is what we all are. Where the food went is to remain unknown. We can not get it back, and we must continue up. Let us climb." The wizard led the group up the stairs. Once the Fellowship reached the top of the stairs, they saw an opening in the side of the cliff.
"Come, thisss issss the tunnel." Gollum ran to the entrance and waited for the Fellowship.
"I don't know if I want to go in there." Frodo said.
"Well, you, you can'tsss go backsss." Gollum sounded disappointed and hopeful at the same time.
"He is right. But I agree with Mister Frodo. I do not want to go in either." Naeniver shivered.
"Come." Radagast ended all question and entered the tunnel. The rest of the Fellowship went in behind him. Gollum ran ahead.
"Dissss way." he cried.
"Smeágol! Where are you?" Frodo cried.
"Oovveerr hheerree..." the creature's voice was far away and it echoed. Sahkar tripped over a pile of sticks(bones, actually). A horrid smell met all noses.
"Wha, what is that nasty smell?" Frodo covered his nose in distaste.
"Orcses. Orcses comess in here, sssometimesss. Orcses filth." Gollum cried out.
"Gollum? GOLLUM! Where are you?" Naeniver shouted out.
"You ssshall sssee. Oh, yesss, you sshall sssee. He-he!" Gollum went silent.
"Smeágol? Smeágol!" Frodo cried.
"He has abandoned us." Radagast said. "It was he who lost the food."
Frodo suddenly remember something. He reached into his clothing and withdrew the Phial of Galadriel. His tongue spoke in a foreign language and the Phial lit up. With the light, they group went on.
After much walking, the group found their way out of the tunnel, and to the other side. They came to a wide path that led along into Mordor. The walked a ways. Suddenly, they felt as if they were being watched. Suddenly, out of no where, a HUGE spider jumped down into the path. Frodo shrieked as the spider hit him. Frodo went limp, and the Phial of Galadriel fell to the ground, lost it's light and rolled to the fellowship. Naeniver picked it up and suddenly her mouth was filled with words of a language she knew nothing of. "Aiya Earendil Elenion Ancalima!" The Phial lit up with a light so bright, the spider, known as Shelob, tried to hide and shrivel up. The Fellowship advanced to Shelob, and she advanced toward them, her eyes now adjusted to the light, after her momentary blindness.
