Alright! 2 in one day! this is a first for me in a long while! alright, here I go..I own not LOTR, thank you spank you very much.
Three days later, the group found themselves at the walls of Moria. Marie kept staring at the lake, searching for any sign of the Watcher in the Waters. She was so distracted at watching for any sign of a ripple that she did not notice Gandalf lighting up the doors until she turned about. Marie gaped. The Ithildin doors were so much more beautiful in person, they looked like liquid moonbeams, and shone twice as brightly. She touched the side briefly, and shivered at the coldness of it.
"It's quite simple, really. If you are a friend you speak the password and the doors will open." Gandalf explained to the Fellowship, beginning to chant. Nothing happened again and again, so the group sat down to wait.
It had been over an hour and Gandalf was still at it. The fellowship had sat down around various points on the lake shore.
"I don't see why Bill has to be let go, If one horse can trek with us through the gates of Moria, then another will make no difference." Boromir said, as he sat under a tree to the left of the doors.
Marie sent Boromir a look that could slay Dragons. "First off Boromir, I am not just a Horse, I have brought aid to the fellowship since before you left Minas Tirith! Second, I will not be going in as a 'Horse' as you so rudely put it. " Marie glared and grabbed a blanket from the pack, wrapping it around her lower horse quarters partially. 'I need to become something able to go through the mines.' Marie thought desperately and soon cried out from the pain. This was by far the worst of the changes she had gone through and she fell to the ground, shaking and retching. Only Legolas had rushed to her side, the rest were horror-struck, unable to move. Boromir finally sprang over Marie, a hand on his sword, but let it go when he had a look at her.
Marie finished throwing up and shakily started to stand, no longer on four feet, but two. Her frame stocky and powerfully built. She brushed dark red strands of hair from her eyes and laughed in a hoarse voice. "Do you see now Boromir...I am much more then a mere beast of Burden."
"Sorcery is at play here." Boromir said scowling. "I was always told never to meddle in affairs of wizardry, but see where it has gotten me.. it has gotten an angry witch upon me."
Marie raised a furry dwarf eyebrow. "Oh please, I am no sorceress, I have this gift, and no others, so let us be on good terms from now on. I only wish for your alliance toward the greater good of destroying the ring."
"Alright, if that is all you want, then you shall have it, although I fear there is more to this then I can truly comprehend." Boromir said, wandering back to his outcropping.
Legolas knelt to her. "Your gifts are quite dangerous to you. If use them sparingly, they shall not consume you." Marie raised the eyebrow that had just fallen, and before walking off to change, nodded at him. "Alright. Thank you for your aid and wisdom Legolas."
"Well lassie, you don't look half-bad as a dwarf woman. Though you look rather unfed." Gimli joked, pipe in his teeth when Marie came back, dressed in a leather ensemble that was given to her by Elrond before she left Rivendell. Marie rolled her eyes and laced up her shoes tighter. "Gimli, do Dwarf-women wear armor?"
The dwarf nodded, blowing smoke. "Aye, women fight with the men, and when we get into Moria, I'm sure we'll get you some proper guarding and weaponry, now that you've chosen a superior people."
"Oh...right. I'll be looking forward to that Gimli." Marie said, beginning to arrange her still braided hair a bit more out of her face, not wanting to think about the dead dwarves in Moria. She had never known them, and she hadn't been a dwarf long at all, but she felt horrible regardless, and began to brood to herself.
"The mines are no place for a pony, even one such as Bill." Aragorn said wisely, removing the bridle of the chestnut steed.
"Bye Bill." Sam said sadly, turning Bill around and letting him wander off.(ALLITERATION WOO!)
"Don't worry Sam, he knows the way home." Aragorn comforted the Hobbit before descending upon Merry and Pippin, who had been throwing rocks in the lake."Don't stir the waters." He said sternly.
"It's useless."Gandalf muttered, sitting on a rock in a manner like a child that had earned a time out.
Frodo stood and began to examine the door. "It's a riddle...speak friend...and enter. What's the elvish word for friend?" He asked, turning his eyes to the old Wizard.
"Mellon." Gandalf answered, and stood as the doors swung open. The Fellowship all sprang up and followed Gandalf into the mines, Marie trailing near Frodo.
"Soon Master Elf, you will enjoy the fabled hospitality of the Dwarves. Roaring fires, malt beer, ripe meat off the bone!" Gimli said dreamily, as he walked on.
Gandalf quietly blew into the crystal he inserted into his staff as Gimli continued with earnest. "This, my friend, is the home of my cousin Balin. And they call it a mine. A mine!" He said laughter in his eyes.
"This is no mine, it's a tomb." Boromir said, looking around at the decayed bodies of the dwarves around them. Gimli began to wail at the sight of his fallen kin.
Legolas inspected a corpse, pulling out an arrow. "Goblins." He spat, standing up and fitting an arrow into his bow in a fluid motion. Marie, Aragorn, and Boromir drew their swords.
"We make for the Gap of Rohan. We should never have come here." Boromir said quietly, then loudly ordering, "Get out of here, Get Out!!" The fellowship began to back out when Frodo was grabbed by the Watcher, Marie ran after him with the Hobbits, Sam cutting the one tentacle holding him.
Several more burst out and Hauled frodo into the air, beating the Hobbits and Marie away. "Aragorn!" Sam shouted, alerting the others and sending them into the water. Marie hopped up, and followed slashing at writhing tentacles as wide as her head. Aragor managed to free Frodo and the three retreated Boromir calling for Legolas to fire.
The elf shot an arrow into the beast's eye and everyone raced into the mines, the watcher following, pulling away the doors and causing a large amount of rockand rubble to shut out thier only escape, and their only light. It was quiet, with only the sounds of shallow breathing until Gandalf broke the silence.
"We now have but one choice." He said, lighting the room with two taps of his staff to the earth, "We must face the long dark of Moria. Be on your guard. There are older, and fouler things then Orcs in the deep places of the world." With that, the Fellowship lapsed into silence as they began the three day journey through the maze of the hollow mountain.
alright! 2 in one day! Here you go!