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Chapter fifty-four
And the Story Ends
On the beautiful white ship Ulmo provided, the small band could see the coastal city of Dol Amroth in the distance.
"Look! We're closing in on Gondor!" Gwen exclaimed.
Nienna, Morgoth, Sauron, and Gwen had been on Ulmo's boat for about two days now and with the speed of the boat they crossed the sea. Ulmo finally decided to at least give the group a boat to get them to Middle-earth but after that, he wanted no part in it.
At last, the boat docked at Dol Amroth and the small band got off the boat. Sauron seemed happy to be on dry land.
"I thought you had gotten over your problem with water?" Morgoth asked.
Sauron shuddered.
"I did…I just don't like boats."
Morgoth laughed and patted Sauron on the back.
"Come on; let's just get to Minas Tirith. I wonder what Aragorn's going to say when we show up."
Gwen shrugged.
"I don't know but I'm dying to find out."
Nienna smirked.
"Literally eh?"
"Oh shut up."
--
The city of Minas Tirith sat majestically in the distance. When the group finally came upon it, they jumped for joy. They then broke out in a dead sprint towards the city. They slowed down, though, when they were about a quarter mile from the city.
They reached the gates to the city, which was unguarded, and entered. Gwen looked at the city in wonder. Her jaw dropped.
"Woah…"
Sauron frowned.
"This was almost mine Ilúvatar damnit…"
Gwen patted him on the back and smiled.
"The operative word being almost."
"Shut up."
Nienna looked around as they walked.
"So, I wonder what day it is."
Gwen shrugged.
"I'll go ask someone."
The group stopped as Gwen ventured out to ask someone the date. When she came back she looked flustered and rushed.
"We have to hurry up. Today's March first!"
The group narrowed their eyes at her.
"Trust me on this one. If we miss seeing Aragorn today then we'll never see him again!"
--
They reached the top level of Minas Tirith out of breath and panting. The guards watching the gate looked at them with narrowed eyes. Gwen walked up to them after she caught her breath.
"We need to speak with the King as soon as possible please," she said.
The guard shook his head.
"The king will not be speaking with anyone today. He told us so himself," he replied.
Gwen swore under her breath and the guard looked at her funny.
"I didn't know elves knew such foul language," he said.
Gwen sighed.
"I am not an elf!"
She turned away from the guard and back to the group.
"So?" Sauron asked.
"We can't get in that way but…" she trailed off as she looked at the gate. Her eyes went wide.
"The silent street! The House of the Kings!"
Gwen then could picture a map of Minas Tirith in her mind.
"Follow me!"
She then darted down the street with the rest in close pursuit.
--
With no one watching or on the deserted street, the group quickly scaled the wall. After jumping over the wall, they realised they were inside the silent street in the Hallows. Gwen poked Morgoth.
"This is where Aragorn should be today. I remember reading he readily went into the House of the Kings as he knew it was his time," she whispered into his ear.
"So where is the House of the Kings then?" Nienna whispered.
Gwen looked up and down Silent Street. Then, after much though, she pointed down the road.
"Follow me," she said with a smile.
The four of them walked down Silent Street. Gwen kept looking around in wonder. It finally hit her that she was in Minas Tirith in Gondor in Middle-earth.
This is so stupid. I'm in Middle-earth and of all the places we go is Silent Street in Minas Tirith. We're a bunch of odd balls that's for sure.
The group reached a big house type building.
"This has to be it," she said.
Morgoth pushed open the door and the four snuck in. Sauron gently closed the door behind him. They tiptoed through the halls until Nienna spotted movement to the left of her. She motioned for everyone to stop and she pointed at the direction of the movement. They then hid in the shadows while Gwen went forward to look. When she confirmed it was he, she motioned them to come forward. From their hiding place, the four could see Aragorn. He was lying down on a bed with his sword over his chest. He looked exactly like Gwen remembered him, except older.
"So what do we do?" Gwen asked.
Sauron smirked.
"I got this one. Back during the war I tried to get Aragorn on my side. I think I said his name a few times in a 'seductive' voice."
Morgoth furled his eyebrows and looked at his protégé in wonder.
"And how was that supposed to work?"
Sauron shrugged.
"I don't know. It seemed like a good idea at the time."
Morgoth rolled his eyes and Gwen stifled a laugh. Sauron shook his head.
"Anyway, I totally got this one."
He then stepped forward.
"Aragorn…Aragorn…Elessar…" he whispered.
His voice carried all around the room. After a second or so, Aragorn's eyes flew open. He jumped off his bed and held his sword in hand.
"All right, who's there," he demanded.
Gwen almost started giggling but Sauron shushed her.
"It is I, the Dark Lord. You cannot defeat me for I have returned," Sauron said. He threw his voice around the room and Aragorn turned in every direction looking for the sound.
"Show yourself!" he roared.
From the shadows Sauron emerged. He tried to give an aura of menacing quality but it came out rather humorous instead. Behind him, Gwen, Morgoth, and Nienna let out a spew of laughter that made Sauron roll his eyes and Aragorn look even more confused then before.
"What is going on here?" Aragorn demanded.
Sauron sighed.
"Well I was going to try and scare you but that didn't happen. Thanks a lot guys!"
Aragorn looked at Nienna, Morgoth, and Gwen and then back to Sauron.
"What is going on?" he demanded again.
"You don't remember us do you?" Gwen asked.
Aragorn pointed his sword at Sauron.
"The only one out of the four of you I recognise is Sauron and he must be destroyed!"
Gwen sighed and Aragorn then charged at Sauron.
"Woah man hold up," Morgoth said.
He grabbed Aragorn's sword from his hand.
"Give that back!" Aragorn roared.
"So how do we make him remember?" Gwen asked.
Nienna shrugged.
"Oh I don't know. Remember the camp Aragorn? That worked on us last time," Nienna suggested.
Aragorn was still trying to get his sword back from Morgoth when his eyes suddenly went wide in recognition. He stopped and looked at Morgoth in wonder. His gaze then turned towards Gwen, Nienna, and Sauron.
"No bloody way," he mumbled.
Gwen smiled gleefully.
"He remembers!"
Aragorn sat back down on his deathbed.
"How did you guys get here?"
Gwen shrugged.
"Well I died and got sent to the void. Once there I broke Morgoth, Sauron, and myself out. We then enlisted the help of Nienna to get me a body and then Ulmo gave us a boat and here we are!"
Aragorn narrowed his eyes.
"Gwen, I thought you were human. Why do you have elf ears?"
Gwen let out a frustrated sigh.
"Ilúvatar damnit! I am not a bloody elf!"
"Then why do you have elf ears?"
"Shut up! Just shut up!"
Aragorn shrugged.
"I was just asking…"
Gwen let out another frustrated exclamation.
After noticing this, Nienna realised it was time for a change in conversation.
"So, what do you guys want to do now?" she asked.
Morgoth and Sauron both seemed to get an idea at the same time. They turned towards each other and then back at Nienna.
"Sail on Valinor!" they both exclaimed at the same time.
Nienna's eyes went wide and she shook her head.
"No! No bloody damn way!"
Morgoth chuckled.
"We're not going to attack it! We just want to scare Manwë!"
Gwen patted Aragorn on the shoulder.
"Hey, you should come too!"
He shook his head.
"Hello? Human here?"
Gwen waved it off.
"Oh whatever, just come along. Bring Arwen too. We can all go boating!"
Nienna sighed.
"Something tells me this is not going to end well."
--
The boat slightly rocked amid the shallow waves. The sun was high and bright in the sky. No one really noticed the King, his wife, a female elf, a godly like female, and the two Dark Lords, slip out to Dol Amroth and board the white ship. Which seemed rather odd but they brushed it off.
Arwen figured out it was they after Nienna told her to remember the camp. She then felt confused as she remembered Gwen was human at the camp and here she looked like an elf. Gwen let out a frustrated sigh and threatened to kick the next person who called her an elf off the ship.
Nienna then explained to Arwen why Gwen looked like an elf. Gwen sat fuming the entire time and muttered a few things such as 'stupid girly elf' and 'immortal arsehole sissies'
Arwen met this with glares. The two looked like they were about to fight when Aragorn put a stop to it. Morgoth let out a groan.
"Oh come on Aragorn. It's not like they'd actually do harm to one another!"
"So you'd actually like to see your girlfriend fight my wife?" Aragorn asked shocked.
Morgoth shrugged.
"She'd kick her arse that's for sure."
"Oh yeah?"
Morgoth nodded.
"Yeah."
Arwen and Gwen rolled their eyes and walked off. They began catching up with one another on the other end of the boat. By the time the two finished arguing, they realised the two were no longer standing there ready to fight but in fact talking like old friends. Aragorn rolled his eyes.
"Women…"
Aragorn then walked to the railing of the ship and looked off in the distance.
"What do you think the Valar are going to do when we land?" Sauron asked as he walked up and joined him.
Aragorn shrugged.
"I don't know but this day is turning out a lot differently then originally planned."
Sauron chuckled.
"Hey, I thought I was going to be stuck in the void for the rest of eternity."
Aragorn sighed.
"Can't I just die already?"
Sauron patted Aragorn on the back and smiled.
"Nope."
Aragorn hung his head over the railing and sighed.
"I thought so."
--
"Land ho!" Gwen exclaimed.
Everyone turned to look at her with an expression of 'huh?' Gwen smiled.
"Sorry, it's an Earth thing."
"Whatever," Sauron said.
The boat steered into the dock of Alqualondë and a thought occurred to Gwen.
"Wait, how'd we actually land here? Didn't Ilúvatar remove Valinor from the confines of the world?"
Nienna nodded.
"Yes but this is a white ship and I'm on it. Of course it's going to land on Valinor."
"Oh," Gwen replied.
The elves at Alqualondë looked at the ship in wonder. They looked confused when Nienna walked off followed by two female elves. All seemed somewhat normal at first and then a human male and the two Dark Lords walked off.
"It's Morgoth!" one exclaimed.
Gwen sighed knowing this was not going to end well.
"We must attack! Send word to the Valar!"
A few elves ran up the shore and towards Valimar. The rest, on the other hand, grabbed hold of weapons (ever since the Kin slaying it was decided that some weapons should be kept at the shore) and made a charge at the group.
"STOP!" roared Nienna.
She stood between the attacking elves and the small band that was still on the dock.
"But my lady Nienna. Are you not blind? A human and the two Dark Lords on this shore!"
Nienna nodded.
"Duh, I brought them with me."
The elves looked at her with confused expressions painted on their faces.
"But why my Lady?"
Nienna was about to explain when Manwë, Tulkas, Vairë, Oromë, Aulë, Yavanna, Ëonwë, and Varda ran down towards the dock. Manwë looked ticked and well so did the rest.
"Nienna! What were you thinking?" Manwë roared.
Nienna shrugged.
"I was bored."
Manwë pointed to Sauron and Morgoth.
"How did they get out of the void?" he demanded.
Sauron pointed at Gwen.
"She did it," he replied.
Gwen rolled her eyes and sighed.
Manwë narrowed his eyes at her.
"How did you get out of the Void too? Never mind that, how did you get a body?"
Gwen smiled.
"Nienna helped me on that one."
"Nienna!" roared Manwë.
"I was bored!"
"I knew this wasn't a good idea," mumbled Aragorn.
"Are any of the Dark Lord's ideas good?" replied Arwen.
"Well they never seem to have an exit strategy."
"Shut up!" Sauron and Morgoth both roared.
Aragorn stifled a laugh.
Gwen smiled at Manwë.
"Thanks for such a lovely welcome Manwë. We sailed all the way from Middle-earth to get here."
"Why do you have elf ears?" asked Yavanna.
Gwen let out a frustrated sigh.
"That's it! Next person, being, thing, whatever, that asks me that question be it Valar or not, is getting their arse kicked!"
"Why do you have elf ears?" Aulë asked with a smirk.
"DAMNIT AULË!"
"SHUT UP FOR A MOMENT ALL RIGHT?" roared Manwë.
Gwen stood seething and Aulë laughed. Tulkas then joined in with the laugher that annoyed Gwen even more.
Manwë let out a terrible frustrated sigh.
"I don't need this today," he mumbled.
"So bro, how's it going?" Morgoth asked.
"DAMNIT I SAID SHUT UP!" Manwë roared.
Morgoth stifled a laugh.
"Well you guys can't stay here. It's against the rules," Manwë finally said.
Gwen let out a sigh.
"Aw come on. You're not going to send us back to the void are you?"
Manwë sighed.
"I guess that wouldn't be right…"
Sauron nodded.
"You're damn right it wouldn't be right."
"You shut up," Manwë replied.
It was then that Gwen had an idea.
"Hey, why don't you just raise the island of Numenor again and we can stay there?" she suggested.
Manwë shook his head.
"I'm afraid that's out of the question as I…"
He trailed off and looked past the band on the shore towards the see. Yavanna gasped and Tulkas laughed.
"You spoke too soon," Tulkas replied.
Manwë nodded and scratched his head.
"Yeah, I guess I did."
Gwen turned around to look and out in the distance she saw the outline of a shoreline.
"Is that what I think it is?" she asked.
Aulë nodded.
"Yup, Ilúvatar can act in mysterious ways sometimes."
--
And so the years moved foreword. The island of Numenor was renamed Glingal and everyone who went to the camp during the special six-weeks was granted permission to be on the island. This kind of made the elves of Valinor a bit jealous because they were not allowed on the island at all. But the Valar told them they weren't missing much, even though most of the elves knew that the Valar had houses on this island as well.
The residents of the island built up houses and languished in the light of Valinor. Even the two reformed Dark Lords had a bit of fun on the island.
Year by year, new people came to the island, as they had finally died in Earth (or Middle-earth whatever the case may be). Kisha seemed rather shocked to find herself standing on the shore of Glingal. Gwen, Morgoth, Sauron, and a little child in Gwen's arms met Kisha on the shore as Manwë had informed them that Kisha would be arriving shortly.
"Kisha!" Gwen exclaimed knocking Kisha out of her confusion for a moment.
Kisha looked at her friend and her eyes went wide. She gasped in amazement and ran towards her friend. They embraced.
"It's so good to see you!" Gwen said excitedly.
Kisha nodded.
"Yes, the same!"
Kisha looked around.
"What is this place?"
Gwen smiled.
"The island of Numenor but we renamed it Glingal. Everyone's here except some of the campers."
"No kidding? And here I thought I'd never see…"
She trailed off as she caught sight of Théodred walking up to the shore.
"Théodred!" she exclaimed.
He ran down the rest of the shore and she ran up to him. They hugged and kissed. Gwen smiled at this and Sauron rolled his eyes.
"Great, another public display of affection on the island," he said.
--
Time moved forward again and everyone was now at the island. There was a huge party when the last campers arrived, being Vesper and Sam who lived unnatural long lives, and they seemed overjoyed to see Tim and Saruman again.
Gwen and Morgoth had a second child together, the first being only three when Kisha arrived at the island. (She had also asked Gwen why she had elven ears. Gwen would have gone berserk if she did not have a child in her hands) Kisha and Théodred also started up a family and built a house right next to Gwen and Morgoth.
The island life seemed to be perfect and well the best-damned afterlife anyone could ever hope for.
--
Morgoth silently slipped into his house knowing he could not evade the inevitable for long. He set his bag down next to the door and noiselessly pulled his shoes off. Now in his stocking feet, he glided on the wood floor as quietly as he could muster hoping to avoid the stampede. He had made it to the stairwell when he felt the ground beneath him shake.
Oh no not again, he thought with a sigh.
He then heard something dark and sinister to confirm his fears.
"DADDY!" a little girl shrieked as she ran down the hall. Behind her, walked her brother who laughed as she lunged up at Morgoth and tackled him.
"Whoa, hey there Kish. Watch out for daddy's back okay?"
Gwen walked into the room smiling at the sight on the stairwell.
"Hi love. Manwë stopped by earlier and dropped off a letter."
She pulled it out of her pocket and handed it to him. Smiling, he took the letter and opened it. As he read the letter, his face went from a happy carefree smile to a frown then to just plain scared. He looked up at Gwen.
"What is it?" she asked nervously.
"I've been summoned to the Máhanaxar," he replied.
The children looked up at their parents wondering what the Máhanaxar was.
"Mommy, what's that?" little Kish asked.
Gwen knelt in front of her daughter.
"Daddy has to go on a business trip okay? Give him a hug and kiss and off to bed."
Kish started to protest.
"But it's only nine!"
"Do you want a bed time story tonight?"
She nodded her head vigorously.
"Then give daddy a hug and a kiss okay?"
Kish nodded and hugged Morgoth.
"Good night daddy," she said.
"Night dear," he replied.
She walked up the stairs and was followed by her brother.
When Gwen was sure that both were in their rooms, she let out a sigh.
"What could they want? Couldn't it be dealt with here?"
Morgoth shrugged.
"I don't know. "
There was a knock at the door and Morgoth answered it. Sauron was standing at the doorway holding a letter.
"Ah, I see you got one too," Morgoth said.
Sauron nodded.
"Yeah, lets just get this over with all right?"
Morgoth laughed and shook his head.
"Since when have you wanted to go to the Máhanaxar as quickly as possible?"
Morgoth turned and gave Gwen a kiss and the two headed out. Gwen watched them from the doorway until she could not see them through the darkness.
--
It was around two in the morning when the door opened again. Gwen had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for Morgoth to return. When the door opened, she woke up and jumped off the couch. Morgoth and Sauron had returned.
"Well?" she asked.
Morgoth sighed.
"We have to go back to the void," he replied.
Gwen's face dropped and she felt faint.
"What?" she screamed.
It was Sauron who began laughing first followed by Morgoth. He shook his head and pulled out a piece of paper. He handed it to her and, confused, she began reading.
"It has been hereby decreed that Melkor also known as Morgoth has been officially pardoned of his previous misdeeds."
All the Valar signed it too.
Gwen looked up at Morgoth. A huge smile broke across her face. She then jumped into his arms and gave him a huge hug and kiss. She then pulled back and slapped him.
"What was that for?" he asked.
"For scaring me with the 'we have to go back to the void' line! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"Hey, it was Sauron's idea."
She looked over at Sauron.
"I suppose you've been pardoned too?"
He nodded.
"Yup. I am now a good respectable member of society."
Gwen smiled and then shuddered.
"Somehow, that just seems wrong."
"Yeah well you having elven ears is wrong too but I gave up picking on you about it years ago."
Gwen let out a terrible cry.
"Stop talking about my elven ears damnit!"
Sauron sniggered.
"Gwen's a girly, fruity, clean freak elf…"
Gwen let out another cry.
"STOP SAYING THAT! I AM NOT AN ELF!"
--
Now we must say goodbye to our friends of Camp Glingal, as the rest of island life pretty much resembled camp life. (Except here nobody died. This is the afterlife after all) the children of those born to camp members eventually wandered off (as they were allowed to) and explored the lands of Middle-earth. But eventually most came back to the wonders of Glingal. Peace and prosperity reigned but that's always the clichéd ending. There was never really total peace at Glingal. Gwen had to constantly yell at others to stop calling her an elf and Sauron enjoyed scaring the staffers of camp by showing them his paper that officially pardoned him. He would repeat his 'I am now a good respectable member of society' phrase constantly to the point where the Valar threatened to throw him back in the Void. It was after that that Sauron gave it a rest.
Manwë and Morgoth continued to do brotherly things like fishing and boating and this made Gwen (and the rest of the islanders) happy as it proved one thing: Even the unredeemable evil can be redeemed through family bonding.
Though Morgoth never failed to teach his brother a thing or two about pranks.
Morgoth was pleased that he could not be entirely blamed for the 'steal Fëanor's new jewels'.
"Hey," he replied, "This was all Manwë's doing. I told him not to steal them but you know how history repeats itself."
Well that's it. It's done. C'est finis and all that jazz. But I do have an annoucment to make. Some may already know this but I finally decided to go through with it. There will be a Camp Glingal 2 called CG2: The Lady of the Necklace. Now I do not know when the first chapter will be posted but I will begin writing it this weekend. This story will be about the other side and what happened to Jack Thompson, Erik, and the others in the alternate version of Middle-earth.
So that's that. It's done with. I'm glad you liked it! And the fact that you stuck with it. I mean 54 chapters and 397 pages on Microsoft word doc is a lot. :) So enjoy your weekend. Gwen say's hello and so does Morgoth. We wish you all a wonderful day! If you'd like to keep in contact check out my blog and webpage. There's always interesting things happening there. :)