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Chapter thirty-seven
The Maiden and the Minstrel Knight
The walk back to camp seemed to never end. Gwen's arms began to get tired as she carried the sleeping Lalaith and Morgoth offered to carry her for a bit. Now the sun had dropped behind the trees and the two walked in complete darkness.
"Do you think we're lost?" Morgoth asked.
"I don't think we're lost," Gwen replied.
Morgoth let out a sigh of relief but Gwen quickly added to her previous statement.
"I know we're lost."
"Do you think calling out 'help' might work?"
Gwen shrugged.
"Not in the slightest bit but if it will help you then go ahead but you're the one who'll wake up Lalaith if you do."
"Fine."
Lalaith turned in her sleep and Morgoth almost dropped her.
"Be careful with her Morgoth. She's only a child."
"I know, but she rolled. Maybe you could sing something so she'll fall back asleep?" Morgoth offered.
Gwen shrugged.
"Okay."
Gwen took a deep breath and began singing one of her favourite songs by Battlelore. The beginning of the song was somewhat 'death metal-ish' and so she skipped ahead to the softer, melodic part.
"Centuries of forlorn fight. Last hope, the aid divine. Guardian of the world. Gods of justice and light. Came and defeated the one. The master of disharmony. All ablaze by the glory of their arms swell of the trumpets filled the sky. Morgoth banished from the Middle-earth. His reign never shall rise again."
"Okay that's enough. Would you please not sing that?"
Gwen smiled innocently.
"Why? What did I do? Do you not like my singing?"
Morgoth rolled his eyes.
"No, I love your singing it's just that that song is evil okay?"
Gwen shrugged.
"Oh I'm sorry love. I didn't realise that would offend you."
Morgoth said no more on the subject and the two continued on their journey through the darkened woods. About twenty minutes later Gwen could see the camp lights and her heart rose.
"We're getting close. I guess we're not as lost as I thought we were."
"Good because my arms are starting to get tired here," he replied.
Gwen smirked.
"Would you like me to carry her again?"
"No I'm alright."
"Okay then."
--
Kisha sat on the porch of Lammoth that faced the woods. She stared out into it in the hopes that she would be able to see them coming. She hoped that they were both okay but she had a sickening feeling that they weren't. At one point she thought she heard Gwen singing but it went away as quickly as it started. As the minutes went by her hopes diminished until she heard the crunching of tree branches in the woods. Kisha jumped up.
"Gwen? Morgoth? Is that you?" she exclaimed.
Gwen emerged from the woods first and was followed closely by Morgoth. Kisha jumped off the porch and ran to give her friend a hug.
"Are you okay? What happened?" Kisha asked.
"I'm fine. We're fine. Everything's okay."
Kisha looked over at Morgoth who was holding the sleeping child. She furled her eyebrows.
"Who's that?" Kisha asked.
"Her name's Lalaith. She died in Middle-earth and she arrived here. I'm pretty sure it was to help Morgoth and I. She's our little angel."
Kisha gave Gwen another big hug.
"Come on, let's find a bed for her and I have to call in the search party."
--
The search party trickled in and everyone was back at camp around one in the morning. Kisha couldn't find an extra bed so Gwen pulled hers and Morgoth's bed apart and gave Lalaith hers for the night. She then snuggled with Morgoth and the two fell asleep around one thirty. Kisha drifted off at around two. She had been so worried for their safety and the whole day she thought something bad had happened to them. The night wore on peacefully and the sun rose on Thursday of week four.
--
Gwen never expected to wake up the next morning with Lalaith looking at her. She blinked tightly and sat up in bed.
"Are you okay Lalaith?" Gwen asked.
She nodded.
"Yes but I'm hungry and I want my mommy."
Gwen sighed. She knew she was going to have to deal with this but she didn't think she would until later on in the day. Gwen sat so her back was against the wall and she motioned for Lalaith to come up on the bed. Lalaith was at first shy but then she climbed up onto Gwen's lap. Gwen looked down into the child's eyes.
"Lalaith, I'm sorry but we don't know where your mom, or dad, or any of your family are. But I will keep you safe until we find your parents okay?"
Lalaith's eyes filled with tears.
"I want my mommy," she sobbed.
Gwen nodded and hugged her.
"I know you do. I'm sure we'll find her okay? But for now can you be a big girl? I'm sure your mommy would be happy to know that you were a big girl while she was gone."
Lalaith nodded and wiped the tears from her eyes. Gwen smiled.
"That's a good girl."
The child looked up at Gwen.
"So you'll be my mommy until we find my real mommy?" she asked.
Gwen nodded.
"Of course I will."
Morgoth stirred and awoke. He rolled over and saw Gwen sitting up in bed with Lalaith on her lap. Gwen smiled at him.
"Good morning," she said brightly.
He nodded in response. Lalaith looked over at him and her face brightened. She then jumped from Gwen's lap and landed on Morgoth's chest. He shot up in bed.
"And you'll be my daddy?" she asked.
Gwen laughed and watched Morgoth nod.
"Sure. Whatever you want. Just please get off me," he wheezed.
--
Gwen found an old t-shirt of hers and put it on Lalaith. It was, of course, too big and it looked like a dress on her. Gwen said that she'd go into town with her and buy her some clothes that would fit better. Gwen and Morgoth then led Lalaith into the kitchen and got her something to eat. Afterwards they went to the dining hall. It was already buzzing with activity. Gwen found a place for Lalaith to sit and it was between her and Morgoth. Kisha, Aragorn, Fëanor, and Legolas sat across from them.
"You were only gone a day. How in the name of Ilúvatar did you acquire a child?" Fëanor asked after he gulped down a large cup of coffee.
Lalaith began eating her bowl of muesli and Gwen glared at Fëanor.
"She's not ours kin-slayer. This is the daughter of Morwen and Húrin. She was able to remove the knots from my bonds and then set us free," Gwen replied.
Fëanor slammed his cup down on the table.
"Don't ever call me that again got it?"
Gwen smirked.
"Why? What are you going to do about it?"
Fëanor picked up his fork.
"This will be lodged in your head if you don't watch it," he warned.
"Don't you threaten her like that," Morgoth exclaimed.
Kisha rolled her eyes.
Can't we just have one day of peace? Just one bleeding day of peace!
Lalaith tugged on Gwen's sleeve.
"Why is that man being mean?" she asked.
Gwen smiled at Lalaith and then smirked at Fëanor.
"Because he's not a nice man. I want you to stay away from him okay?"
Lalaith nodded her little head and Fëanor rolled his eyes.
"You do know, little girl, that the man next to you killed your daddy," Fëanor stated.
"I did not!" Morgoth protested. "I merely chained him to a chair for twenty-eight years!"
"Oh and that's not the same."
"I let him go!"
"Alright! That's enough! Both of you need to shut the bloody hell up before I do something drastic!" screamed Kisha.
The dining hall volume quickly dropped and you could hear Kisha's livid heaving. All eyes were on her as she stood up.
"I just wish that for one day, for one stupid bleeding day you all would get along! We've accomplished nothing at this camp so far and it's almost the fifth week! I will be in my room and I would prefer not to be disturbed!"
Kisha then stormed from the dining hall and the door slammed shut behind her.
--
It was around noon when Kisha had cooled up enough to head back outside. She had not heard anything outside of the camp as she had put on her industrial strength headphones and listened to all three Battlelore CDs and curled into bed. With a sigh she got out of bed and turned the CD player off. She put on her shoes and left her room and walked down the hallway. Something felt really odd about Lammoth but she shrugged it off. It wasn't until she was in the living room when she knew something was amiss. Lalaith sat in the middle of the floor playing dolls with Gwen. Morgoth, Sauron, and Fëanor were on one of the couches discussing different battle strategies that they had used over the years. Kisha furled her eyebrows.
"Okay what's going on in here? Why are you acting civil with each other?"
Morgoth and Fëanor looked up at Kisha.
"Well Gwen yelled at me afterwards and made the two of us talk," Morgoth admitted.
Fëanor slug an arm around Morgoth and smiled.
"You wouldn't think we'd have anything in common but we do."
The image of Fëanor's arm around Morgoth and the two smiling like old buddies was too much and Kisha promptly hit the ground in a dead faint.
--
"Kisha? Kisha? Are you okay?" Gwen asked as Kisha opened her eyes. Gwen was kneeling above her and her face wove an expression of concern. Kisha nodded her head and sat up. She looked over and saw Fëanor and Morgoth standing five feet away. It was then she realised why she had fainted in the first place and she put her hand to her head.
"I don't know what's worse. Having the two of them acting civil to each other or the constant fighting," she said once she stood up.
Morgoth shrugged.
"Well we were just doing what you asked," he replied.
Kisha narrowed her eyes at him and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Since when have you decided to do what I ask?"
Fëanor nudged Morgoth in his side.
"Since Gwen started yelling at him over it," Fëanor replied.
Kisha nodded and whispered 'oh' in the 'all knowing' way and smiled.
"You've got him whipped Gwen. I'm proud of you," Kisha said.
Fëanor uttered a friendly snigger and Morgoth nudged him back.
"She does not have me whipped," Morgoth protested.
"Yes she does," Fëanor replied.
Morgoth was about to protest this but Manwë interrupted them.
"Kisha," he said.
She turned around and saw Manwë standing in the doorway of the living room.
"Yes?"
"Everyone's bored. The campers don't have anything to do and nothing exciting is happening," he said.
Kisha sighed.
"Alright everyone think fast. There has to be something we can do."
Sauron raised his hand and waved it frantically in the air.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Over here! I know what we can do! Oh come on pick me! Pick me!"
Kisha gave an even heavier sigh.
"Oh alright…what idea do you have?"
Sauron smiled.
"Let's attack the campers!"
Everyone in the living room cried out a sharp 'no' and Sauron shrank in his spot. It was Kisha, after a few moments of mulling over Sauron's suggested, who nodded and smiled.
"You know, that might be pretty fun," she though.
Gwen blinked at her friend.
"Are you okay in there?"
Kisha nodded.
"Of course I'm okay! No I got the perfect idea! If the campers are bored then how about we act out the battles of Middle-earth with them!"
"Oh my Ilúvatar. Why do I think this is going to turn out badly?" Gwen thought aloud.
Kisha began pacing back and forth.
"No it'll work! And it'll give me enough time to set things up for week five and six. I haven't got a thing done yet."
"So what would this entail?" Manwë asked.
"Just pick a few battles and act it out on the Great Lawn for the campers. You all remember what happened and how it happened so do it. You can also use the arts and crafts building to forge materials," Kisha replied.
Sauron sighed.
"Yes but this means Morgoth and I are going to lose…"
Kisha nodded and smiled.
"Precisely."
Manwë thought about the idea for a few moments and then nodded.
"This could work. It will be a whole weekend of understanding the battles in Middle-earth with the ones who fought it."
"On one condition will I do this," Morgoth began.
They all turned to look at him.
"And what would that be?" Kisha asked.
He pulled Gwen to him by her waist.
"She's on my side," he said.
Kisha rolled her eyes.
"She can't play any major parts you know. Oh this raises a point. Since there are no orcs or mindless servants of Morgoth and Sauron, besides the Nazgul, present the ones not fighting on the good side have to pretend to be evil for a battle."
Fëanor nodded.
"You know, this might be interesting."
"Does this mean I get to forge my one ring?" Sauron asked.
Kisha shrugged then nodded.
"Sure."
Sauron's eyes lit up with sheer happiness and ran out of Lammoth.
"Kisha? Was that wise?" Gwen asked.
"I don't know but if not then at least nobody will be bored."
--
Word got around to the rest of the staff and they all gathered into the arts and crafts building to begin forging weapons and armour. Sauron was off to one side putting the finishing touches on his ring of power while he etched in the designs on his armour. Morgoth polished up his mace with turtle wax and forged a crown. Gwen was making a sword with Fëanor when she spotted a necklace sitting on the hearth. She picked it up and looked it over. There was what appeared to be a ruby in the shape of a heart surrounded by little blue gems.
Wow that's pretty. It must be one of the camper's necklaces. Well, I'll put a call out over the speaker system and find out whom it belongs to.
She was about to put the necklace in her pocket when Fëanor spotted it.
"Well that's a gorgeous piece of jewellery. I wonder whose it is," he said.
Gwen shrugged.
"No idea," Gwen replied.
Morgoth looked up and spotted Gwen with the necklace. His face went from normal to pale in seconds. Gwen finished talking with Fëanor and turned to leave. Morgoth put down his mace and followed her out of the building.
"Where are you going Gwen?" he asked.
Gwen, who did not realise he was behind her, quickly turned around and smiled when she saw it was Morgoth. She opened her palm and showed Morgoth the necklace.
"I found this on the hearth. I'm going to announce it over the speaker system and find out who it belongs to," Gwen replied.
"May I see the necklace for a moment?" Morgoth asked.
Gwen nodded and handed it to him. He turned it over in his palm. He wasn't done with the necklace yet, he still wanted to put some Elvish on the back of it, but he realised he couldn't pocket the necklace without Gwen saying something.
"Gwen, close your eyes and turn around," Morgoth said.
Gwen furled her eyebrows.
"Why?"
He smiled.
"Just please do it okay?"
She sighed.
"Oh alright."
She closed her eyes and turned around. She felt something rest against her neck and when Morgoth told her to open her eyes she looked down and saw the necklace around her neck. She quickly spun around.
"I made it for you for your birthday. I completely forgot about it," he admitted.
Her eyes narrowed.
"My birthday is not for another month or so," she replied.
Morgoth blinked, then blinked again, and finally blinked a third time before her words sunk in.
"You mean Kisha lied to me?" he exclaimed.
Gwen shrugged.
"She must have. My birthday is not until September nineteenth."
Morgoth blushed and looked rather embarrassed.
"Well this is awkward…"
Gwen laughed.
"No it's perfectly alright. Did you make it?"
He nodded and Gwen fingered the gem in her hand.
"I didn't know we had any gems in the arts and crafts building," she said.
Morgoth turned another shade of crimson.
"Actually there isn't…"
She looked up at him.
"Well then how did you get these?"
He took a deep breath.
"I took your Discover card the night at the hotel room and walked around town. I found a jewellery store and so I bought some of the wholesale gems," he admitted.
"How much did it cost? How did they even let you use the Discover card? I had a password on it."
Morgoth nodded.
"Yes you did. I thought he was asking for my name and so I said it," he replied.
"How much did it cost?" Gwen asked.
"Well I bought a lot…maybe five bags worth of precious stones so…around two hundred thousand dollars. I got a discount okay?"
Gwen let out a sigh.
"Oh thank Ilúvatar. I thought it would have been in the millions."
"You're not mad right? Do you like the necklace?"
Gwen smiled and pulled him in for a kiss. When she let go she smiled again.
"I take that as a yes…" Morgoth whispered.
--
While some of the staff forged weapons, armour, and other items, the rest of the staff spread the word out to the campers about the event. The campers seemed excited and the staff also told them to bring out chairs for some of the battles that would be taking place on the Great Lawn. The battles seemed to be the talk of the campers. Some had even asked if they could join in. Kisha had promptly said no to this, as she did not want any camper deaths in her camp this year. When asked why she said 'this year' Kisha simply smiled and said it was none of their concern.
Within a couple hours of forging the arts and crafts building ran out of materials and so Gwen, with Morgoth of course, drove into town with the truck and Discover card to purchase the materials needed. Gwen also thought it would be a good idea to buy more gems to place on the weapons to give them a more authentic feel. Morgoth promptly pointed out that if they were making them then they were already authentic. Gwen threatened to kick him out of the truck and so the conversation closed.
The two returned to camp two hours later and the forging and metalworking continued in the arts and crafts building all night long. While that was going on, the campers fell asleep and could not wait for the next day to arrive.
--
"Okay, so now we've narrowed the list to the Battle of Bywater, the Battle of the Five Armies, the Battle of the Pelennor Fields, the Battle of the Powers, the Dagor Bragollach, the Dagor-Nuin-Giliath, the Battle of the Hornburg, the Kinslaying at Alqualondë, Lammoth, Nirnaeth Arnoediad, and the War of Wrath. That's eleven battles and I think we need to narrow it down a bit more," Kisha said as she read off the list to the staff in the Great Hall. Even though it was almost two in the morning, Kisha needed to finish off preparation before the battles would begin later on in the day.
The entire staff sat around and had begun the discussion of what battles should be used and which ones should remain left out. Morgoth raised his hand.
"I think we should leave the War of Wrath out," he suggested.
Kisha smiled and shook her head.
"Nope. That one is a definite."
Morgoth swore and Gwen patted him on the back.
"It's okay. If it's any consolation you beat Ungoliant at Lammoth."
Morgoth sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Oh wow. I fought a spider at Lammoth and the only reason I won was because of my yell. Thanks for bringing that up."
"Well I was only trying to help," Gwen said.
"I know."
Kisha rolled her eyes.
"Okay so we really need to shave this list down to maybe eight," Kisha explained.
"I have a suggestion," Manwë began.
"Go ahead."
"Well let's plan on doing all eleven but if we run out of time then we'll forget about a few and do them at a later date."
"Okay. We can do that. So moving on…we need to discuss how each battle will play out. Starting with the Battle of Bywater…"
Gwen sighed and rested her head on Morgoth's shoulder. Something told her this was going to be a very long night.
--
The battle discussions ended around five in the morning and most of the staff ended up falling asleep exactly where they sat in the Great Hall. The rest of the staff, mostly the elves, Valar, and Maiar, went back to the arts and crafts building and put the finishing touches on the weapons, armour, and other items in the arts and crafts building. Sauron finished making his ring and seemed extremely excited about it. He kept showing it to everyone and saying 'see! See! I have my ring again so there!' Besides being downright creepy it was also hilarious beyond hilarity.
Aulë, who had been getting annoyed with Sauron's constant ramblings, pulled out a red-hot poker from inside the hearth and walked up behind Sauron.
"Sauron, I swear to Ilúvatar, if you don't shut up you'll regret it," he warned.
Sauron smirked and turned around.
"And what are you going to do about it?"
Aulë raised the poker.
"This is going to go up your arse if you don't knock it off!"
Sauron rolled his eyes.
"You would not do that to me," Sauron replied.
Aulë looked ready to strike and he would have if the arts and crafts door didn't open and provide enough distraction for Sauron to slip out.
Kisha and Gwen walked into the building. Gwen still looked sleepy and Kisha looked wide-awake and she had a video camera.
"Alright everyone! Wave to the camera!" she said excitedly.
Sauron turned around from the hearth and looked at Kisha.
"What in the name of Ilúvatar is that thing?" he asked.
"It's a video camera! I have decided to record each battle we do!" Kisha replied.
"Hey, since when have you used Ilúvatar's name like that?" Gwen asked.
Sauron shrugged and fingered his ring.
"Well now that Morgoth is an idiot I figured Ilúvatar was the lesser of two evils."
Manwë rolled his eyes.
"That was so blasphemous I don't know whether I should hit you or take it out on the battlefield."
Sauron smiled wickedly and Manwë nodded.
"Yes, you're going to hurt by the end of the day," he promised.
Gwen stifled a laugh and went to check on her sword. She picked it up and held it firmly in her hands.
"This is going to be so awesome," she exclaimed as she examined her sword.
Kisha pointed the camera at Gwen.
"Okay Gwen say something!" Kisha exclaimed.
Gwen shrugged.
"Like what?"
"Well maybe future generations at camp might want to watch this. Give them some words of enlightenment," Kisha offered.
Gwen looked into the camera and put on a serious face.
"Okay. Well my name's Gwen Mosé and I have been working at this camp for eight years. Always remember to try your best and never give up. Also there's a safe deposit box underneath the Great Lawn with five million dollars in unmarked bills I got from a drug smuggling run. The combination to the safe deposit box is left-19 right-19 left…" Gwen trailed off. Her eyes went wide; she dropped the sword, and clutched her heart and promptly fell to the ground. Kisha rolled her eyes and turned the camera so that it faced her.
"This is what camp life is like every single day," she said and then turned the camera off.
She looked down at Gwen who was now laughing and struggling to get up. Sauron looked at them blankly.
"What was that about?" he asked.
Gwen shrugged and picked up her sword.
"For grins, shits, and giggles."
--
Morgoth entered the arts and crafts building at around seven in the morning and finished working on his crown. Fëanor, Yavanna, Nienna, and Manwë all helped in making replica versions of The Silmarils to embed into the crown. Morgoth smiled at the finished product and placed it on his head. Kisha turned on the video camera and pointed it at Morgoth.
"Quick Gwen! Get into the shot," Kisha said.
Gwen grabbed her sword stood in front of Morgoth. He placed his arm around her waist.
"Now, what do the Lord of Angband and his fair maiden have to say this morning?" Kisha asked.
Morgoth smirked.
"Everyone is going to lose today," he replied.
Kisha laughed and the camera shook.
"That's not going to happen," remarked Manwë.
"Yes, we have to play it by the book," Fëanor said.
Morgoth rolled his eyes.
"This sucks."
"Come on, let's see some kissing action! Kiss her Morgoth!" Kisha said.
Kisha seemed to be in a remarkably good mood this morning seeing as no one really had any sleep. Gwen looked up at Morgoth and he bent down and planted a huge kiss on her lips.
"Aww, for those watching this tape in the future that is the real first Dark Lord of Middle-earth who is kissing Gwen Mosé. Here at camp we have come to the conclusion that Morgoth has officially lost his mind or maybe it is true. Love conquers all. Wow that sounded so cliché…"
"Kisha! Shut up! We're trying to have a moment here!" Gwen exclaimed.
"Sorry."
The arts and crafts door opened again and this time Aragorn walked in. Kisha turned the camera on Aragorn.
"Good morning sunshine! What words would you like to say before the battles begin today?" Kisha asked.
Aragorn furled his eyebrows.
"What is that?" he asked.
"It's a video camera! Future generations at Camp Glingal might watch this and find out what a wonderful year we had! Now give some words to the future generations!"
"Well…uh, always do your hardest and never give up and…" Aragorn was at a loss for words but he was saved when Gwen and Morgoth snuck around and attacked Kisha.
"AH! What are you doing?" Kisha roared.
The camera waggled around aimlessly.
"We're warming up! Everyone attack the camera!" Gwen replied.
"No! I am untouchable! AHH STOP!"
Kisha dropped the camera and at its titled angle it caught Gwen and Morgoth attacking Kisha in a playful manor.
--
Kisha held the camera firm on Manwë as he stood in the centre of the Great Lawn. The campers, and staff, stood on the perimeter of the Great Lawn. The staff was ready to re-enact the battles and Manwë held a hat with pieces of paper inside. Each piece had the name of a battle written on it.
Once the campers settled in, Manwë began speaking.
"Good morning campers. Today and tomorrow we will be re-enacting the battles that took place in Middle-earth. The first battle will be decided by this hat."
Manwë stuck his hand inside and drew a piece of paper. He unfolded it and smiled.
"The first battle will be the War of Wrath. This massive conflict ended the First Age was fought between the Hosts of Valinor and the forces of Morgoth which was composed of Orcs, Balrogs, winged dragons, other monsters, and Easterlings. Virtually all of Morgoth's forces were destroyed, Thangorodrim was ruined and Angband lay bare. Morgoth was captured in the end and all of Beleriand and other northwestern regions of Middle-earth were broken and sank beneath the waves of Belegaer. Since we do not have actual orcs, Balrogs, winged dragons, and other various evil monsters, some of the staff will be pretending to be orcs and such. The garage will pose as Angband and so if the staff would get into their places we can begin. Oh, one other thing, campers, please do not join in on any of the fighting. Now let us begin," Manwë explained. He then walked off the field and Morgoth and Sauron headed over to the garage with a few other staff members posing as guards.
"So who gets to kill you?" Morgoth asked Gwen as they neared the garage.
Gwen shrugged.
"It's either Tulkas or Maedhros. Whoever gets to the garage first. I'm just a guard," Gwen replied.
They reached the garage and Morgoth went inside followed by Sauron. The rest of the staff positioned themselves in various spots on the Great Lawn and with the sound of Kisha's whistle the battle began.
--
The storm of the blades and the sound of battle cries rang out through the Great Lawn. The battle looked authentic as Gwen had purchased fake blood and gave every staff member a bottle and told them to use when necessary. Kisha continued to film the battle and the host of the Valar had not yet arrived.
Over at the garage Gwen wasn't doing any fighting yet. The battle had not yet arrived close enough for her to engage in combat. She had seen Sauron a few times doing some fighting here and there but that was it. She abandoned her post for a few minutes, knowing that the Valar would arrive in ten minutes so she had plenty of time, and walked into the garage where Morgoth sat on the ping-pong table. She looked at him and smiled.
"Bored yet?" she asked.
He nodded.
"Yes, I don't remember a battle being so boring before. The last time the War of Wrath occurred I remember it being a lot more interesting then this."
Gwen laughed.
"Yes well you're not doing much in this battle."
He shrugged and jumped off the ping-pong table.
"So, do I have a guard who has abandoned her post?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes.
"It's not like the host of the Valar have arrived yet," she replied.
She could hear Tulkas' booming voice in the distance and Morgoth motioned for her to head back outside.
"I think you have a job to do," he remarked.
She nodded.
"Yup. Time to get killed," she replied with a smile as she disappeared back outside.
On her way out Sauron walked in.
"Have fun dying," he said with a smirk.
Gwen smiled and nodded.
"You know I will."
Gwen returned to her post and scanned the Great Lawn. Most of the campers were watching with complete fascination. Most of them had never seen a battle re-enactment and no one had seen one of this calibre before. Looking at the Great Lawn for a second time she saw that most of the 'good guys' had been 'killed' and so the Valar and the host from Valinor arrived in an array of trumpets and splendour. Gwen pulled out her sword and readied herself for a quick battle defending the garage.
When the Valar and the host from Valinor arrived, they hewed down the armies of Morgoth rather quickly and made their way to the garage. Manwë and Tulkas arrived at the garage.
"Move aside!" roared Tulkas.
"No!" Gwen yelled.
After that there was a quick battle and Gwen lost. She dropped to the ground and bit her blood capsule in her mouth and fake blood dripped down her cheeks. The Valar entered the garage and from outside everyone could hear Morgoth scream 'mercy!' a few times. A few minutes later Manwë emerged from the garage. He led Morgoth out by chains and his crown was gone. Those who were familiar with the War of Wrath knew that his crown was actually now his collar. The Valar then led Morgoth across the Great Lawn. The host of Valar and the remaining 'good guys' followed them. They all seemed to be celebrating the downfall of Morgoth. Once the Valar and Morgoth disappeared into the Great Hall, Kisha blew her whistle again and those who had been lying dead on the battlefield stood up and brushed themselves off. Sauron emerged from the garage and helped Gwen up.
"You got a bit of blood on your cheek," Sauron remarked.
"Oh."
Gwen wiped her face with her shirtsleeve.
"Thanks."
He shrugged.
"Don't mention it."
The two made their way back to the Great Lawn where the staff began picking up the fallen weapons and shields and various other items. Morgoth and the Valar emerged from the Great Hall. Morgoth had his crown back on and the collar was gone. Kisha then got a camper to hold the camera as she pretended to be a reporter. She took out a pen and pretended that it was a microphone.
"Come quick! There's Morgoth! Morgoth! Morgoth! May we have an interview?" Kisha asked as she and the cameraman ran up to him. Morgoth furled his eyebrows at Kisha but didn't say anything.
"So, tell us, did the battle go completely as planned or were there surprises?"
"Well, uh, the whole loosing part sucked."
Kisha nodded.
"Uh-huh. Was it a good battle though?"
He shrugged.
"I guess so…"
"What would you like to see in the next battle?"
"Me not lose."
Kisha nodded.
"I see."
"Well thank you for the interview," Kisha said and then turned to the camera.
"This has been Kisha Daystar with Battle Action News reporting live from the Great Lawn."
Kisha took the camera back and turned it off. She put it on the porch of Lammoth. When she turned back around she saw that the battlefield had been completely picked up and the staff sat near Lammoth and waited for the next battle to be announced. Gwen looked around the Great Lawn and saw Morgoth and Sauron sitting next to each other on the steps of the theatre and so she made her way over and joined them.
"Well was that fun?" she asked.
Sauron shrugged and Morgoth shook his head.
"No not particularly."
"Well maybe the next battle will be better," Gwen suggested.
"I highly doubt that seeing as we don't win any of the battles that we will be acting out," Morgoth replied.
"But remember that this is a learning experience," Gwen said.
Morgoth rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, real great learning experience. What's the lesson? No matter what I do I lose?"
Gwen nodded and shrugged.
"Yeah that's probably right."
"Alright everyone! Did you all enjoy the battle? Did you learn anything? There will be a ten-minute break while the staff enjoys a quick break. So be back at the Great Lawn in ten minutes. Thank you."
The campers then dispersed and Gwen stood up and stretched.
"Come on, let's get something to eat before the next battle," she suggested.
Morgoth shrugged and stood up.
"This is already turning into a long weekend," he replied.
Gwen smiled.
"Of course it is dear."