Wow, this chapter is shorter then I thought. Well there will be another update tomorrow. Until then, enjoy both chapters! Hope everyone's doing well:)

Chapter twenty-six

Blood Tears

Camp Glingal sat peacefully under the sunset. The wind caressed the trees making them whistle lightly under the red, violet, and orange sky. All of the campers were out and enjoying the night. Kisha sat on the porch with Aragorn, Arwen, Amarië, Nessa, Faramir, and Dior. She guzzled down a Long Island iced tea and set it down on the porch.

"They should be back soon," she commented.

"I'm sure she's locked one of them in the trunk again," Dior replied.

Kisha nodded.

"Or made one of them walk home."

"Would she really do that?" Nessa asked.

"Yup."

They heard the screeching halt of a car coming to a quick stop.

"They're back," Kisha said standing up.

They heard three doors open and close.

"Either someone's still asleep in the car or Gwen made one of them walk," Faramir concluded.

"SAURON I SAID SHUT UP!" Gwen yelled.

Kisha nodded.

"Yup she made someone walk and by the sound of it, I'm sure it's Morgoth," Kisha said.

"What makes you so sure?" Aragorn asked.

"I don't hear him arguing with Sauron."

Five minutes later Gwen trampled onto the porch looking very peeved.

"Did you have fun?" Kisha asked.

Gwen glared at her.

"Shut up. I'm going to bed," she said turning around and heading for Angband.

"I'd sleep on a couch in the living room if I were you," Kisha shouted.

Gwen waved it off.

"Okay, oh, Morgoth's five hours east of us at the moment. I kicked him out of the car."

Kisha nodded.

"Thought so. Don't even go into the room Gwen. It's not safe."

Everyone on the porch heard a very loud son-of-a-bitch as Gwen ran into the cellophane and broke through into the room. She landed on the ground with a very loud thud.

"Too late," Kisha concluded.

--

"Where ya heading boy?" a man in a big red truck asked after he pulled up next to Morgoth.

Morgoth had been walking for about two hours down the highway and this was the first vehicle to pull up next to him and offer him a ride. He was still very perturbed with Gwen and Sauron and he had already begun plotting revenge against the two of them.

"A place called Camp Glingal," Morgoth calmly replied.

The man in the truck thought about it for a moment.

"Well I can take you as far as Dunbury, that's where I'm heading. It's about three hours drive away from that camp. Sorry I can't let you sit in the cab, there's too much junk and not enough room for a second person. But I can let you ride in the hay bales in the trailer."

Morgoth nodded and bit his tongue while he thanked the man. The man waited while Morgoth climbed in the truck with the hay bales.

Someone is going to die when I get back to camp.

--

Kisha pulled the cellophane off Gwen and helped her stand up. Gwen looked even more peeved then she did when she first got back to camp.

"Are you alright bud?" Kisha asked.

Gwen shook her head.

"No, I've had a hell of a few days with the idiots. The constant bickering between them drove me over the edge and I ended up kicking Morgoth out of the car. I'm sure he's fine and you're the only one I'm admitting it to but I hope he's okay."

Kisha gave her friend a big hug.

"Come on let's go talk," she said. "But we should talk in my room instead okay?"

Gwen nodded.

"Okay."

Kisha led Gwen down the hall and the two heard Sauron scream from the room.

"What in the name of Morgoth did you do to my dresser!"

Gwen turned around and looked down the hallway. Kisha turned Gwen's head back to the front.

"What did you guys do?" Gwen asked.

"We decided to give the room a few adjustments," Kisha replied.

The two reached Kisha's room and headed inside. Kisha closed the door.

--

Morgoth almost fell out of the truck a total of ten times before the man reached Dunbury. After they arrived in Dunbury the man practically kicked Morgoth from the truck and told him this was the end of the line. Biting his tongue again, Morgoth thanked the man and continued on his way. The man pointed out on a map what way he would have to go and so his walking journey began again. One would think that after a few hours in the back of a truck would give someone enough time to cool off. Instead, Morgoth used the time to connive. Firstly he was going to do something sinister to his former servant. He thought of him now as the enemy because of what he told Gwen. He did not know how Sauron found out but he was not going to let it stand. Secondly he was going to do something to Gwen. He didn't know what yet but he knew he had to do something.

How dare she treat me like that! She knows who I am and what I could do to her. After I saved her life, twice even!

He kicked a rock with his boot and it flew across the road. He began brooding again as the sun set in the horizon. He figured that it would take him double the time of driving it. Mainly because he didn't know the area and frankly he didn't care. He knew he had come close to capture in Middle-earth when he saw the weird lights in the sky. After reading The Silmarillion he realised that the very night he vanished was the night of the War of Wrath. Now that he no longer had to worry about the Valar, even though they were at the camp as well but with no powers, he began to plot his next course of action all the while acting like a complete idiot and participating in childish pranks with Sauron. At one point he even began to like what was going on. He was even pretty sure that Gwen maybe shared an interest in him and that was a new feeling altogether. This was a feeling that he rather liked, even if it was for a short while. Now that Gwen had kicked him out of the car and point blank said she did not like him in the smallest bit, he began to revert back to his ways in Middle-earth. He felt very angry that she had led him on like that and he vowed revenge. He could feel his mind darkening and his insides tightening. He knew there would be hell to pay once he got back to camp and he knew he wouldn't lose. He wasn't afraid of the Valar; he let them win every time. He humbled himself and since the Valar did not have their power here they could not read his mind nor tell what was really going on inside his head.

An hour later the sun had officially gone down and Morgoth could see the full moon illuminating the sky and the twinkling of the stars. A truck flew past him in a hurry and its force made him spin around. Giving a very livid glare, he turned back around and headed down the road. He picked up his pace and hoped he would get to camp before morning. He looked down at the t-shirt he wore in disgust. He ached for his cloak and black clothing. He felt like an idiot in these clothes. His boots clicked against the tarmac in a hurried rush. He smiled darkly knowing that the camper attack would be miniscule compared to what he was going to do.

--

Gwen told Kisha everything that had happened in Walisack and Connemara. Kisha felt ill when Gwen told her about the incident at the rest stop and as she told the story, Gwen could hear the man's screams in her head. But Kisha, ever the good listener, never interrupted her. Gwen finished her tale about forty-five minutes after she had begun. When she finished the two sat in silence for a moment. Kisha racked her brain for something to say.

"Well Gwen, do you think it was wise to kick him out?" Kisha asked.

Gwen shook her head.

"No but it seemed right at the time. I mean honestly he's supposed to be the most villainous Dark Lord in the history of Middle-earth but I can't help but feel sorry for him. When I read The Sil for the first time I always reread the parts with Morgoth because I felt this strange attraction, not love, but just a feeling. He could have been a great Valar but instead he chose the path of evil and darkness and power and I pity him for that."

"You snapped though," Kisha said.

Gwen nodded.

"I think it was from watching two people die. The pity left when I watched him and Sauron kill the man at the rest stop for trying to steal my money. It was the way they did it. I couldn't watch. I ran into the bathroom. Thuringwethil laughed and told me she'd tell me when it was over. Oh I still feel like puking."

"Yet you didn't stop them," Kisha reminded her.

"I don't think I would have been able to. The look in their eyes and faces showed me that they'd just as kill me if I got in the way. It scared me Kisha."

Kisha nodded.

"It would scare me too."

The two heard screams coming from Angband. Gwen's face showed that of confusion and Kisha shrugged.

"That might be the chilli oil in the bottles of water or someone glued Sauron's head to his pillow and put the bird seed on him."

--

A camper carrying a family of five heading towards Lake Nûrnen picked up Morgoth about two hours after the truck dropped him off in Dunbury. The mother had been a bit wary about having a total stranger in the camper for a few hours but Morgoth, being damned tired and just wanting to get to camp, put on his best visage and acted like a complete gentlemen. The family consisted of a mother by the name of Jan and a father named Eddie. There were three kids named Kenny, Christina, and Jack ages thirteen, fifteen, and seventeen respectively. When Morgoth had boarded the camper he saw that Jack, the eldest child, was reading The Lady and the Necklace. For a moment he forgot about his plans of revenge and took a seat across from the boy.

"Is that book good?" he asked.

Jack looked up from his book and nodded.

"Most definitely. I'm almost done the series. I've got about five pages left so give me a minute and then we can talk about it."

Morgoth nodded politely and waited for Jack to finish. While he waited Morgoth talked with the father and found out that this was the family's first vacation to Lake Nûrnen. Eddie seemed like a nice man, but not someone Morgoth would hang out with constantly. In fact Eddie seemed a bit annoying and Morgoth could not wait for Jack to finish the book. He knew he was done when he heard a 'whoa!' and the sound of a book landing on a table. Morgoth turned around and saw that Jack had indeed finished the book and he had a glazed look over his eyes. Morgoth walked over and sat across from the boy at the table.

"What did you think?" Morgoth asked.

Jack looked down at the cover of the book.

"That was awesome!" he exclaimed.

"I haven't read that series in a long time. How did it end?" Morgoth asked.

"Saurian reclaimed her necklace and brought back the Dark Lady, Morgatha, to Middle-earth. It was kind of sad though because the fellowship that fought hard to destroy the necklace all died at the battle in Minas Tiritoth."

"What were the names of the fellowship members?" Morgoth asked.

"Well the leader was Jack Thompson and there was a wizard named Erik Pagnita. The necklace bearer was Matt Gibson and his best friend and servant was Jan Seche. Then there were two more people named Tammy Vertneuf and Jodie Ducklehide."

"And you said they all died?"

Jack nodded.

"Yup, Jack Thompson died by Saurian herself and Erik Pagnita died when Morgatha arrived. It was pretty wild, she picked him up by the neck and he burst into flames. Matt Gibson was killed when Saurian reclaimed her ring and the other three died in the final battle. It's stupid though that these people fought so hard to destroy the necklace and they all die and the two biggest Dark Ladies reclaim Middle-earth. Even the Valar can't stop them."

Now Morgoth looked intrigued.

"Really?"

"Yeah, I thought you said you read it?"

Morgoth nodded.

"I did but it's been a long time."

"We're an hour from Lake Nûrnen!" exclaimed Eddie from the driver's seat.

Morgoth smiled.

Excellent. He thought.

--

Eddie was indeed correct and an hour later Morgoth was walking down the dirt road to Camp Glingal. The camper had been too big to drive down the road and so Morgoth got out, thanked the family and wished them a happy time camping. A forth of the way on the dirt road, the sky opened up and the rain poured down. Morgoth's eyes narrowed into a scowl.

With a quarter of a mile left, Morgoth could see the camp lights in the distance. He quickened his pace and pretty soon he was standing in front of the doors of Lammoth. It was around five in the morning and nobody was up yet. He walked down the hallway and entered Angband. Not realising that there was industrial strength glue on his pillow he laid down and fell asleep.

--

Kisha woke up around seven and saw that Gwen was still fast asleep next to her. Gwen had ended up falling asleep in Kisha's room after their talk and she didn't want to wake her friend up. Kisha got out of bed and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and looked out the window. Past the camper dorms she could see two figures out on the water and she smiled.

Ah, they pulled through.

She went back to the bed and shook Gwen awake.

"Come on buddy wake up. You gotta see this!" she exclaimed.

Gwen opened her eyes and sat up.

"I gotta see what?"

Kisha took her by the hand.

"Come on! Outside! You just have to see this!"